From afar, Kendrick felt his heart grow numb at the pain.
He was so sure that Niamh would deny him, so he never expected her to nod in return.
She nodded to Jackson’s question! She said yes!
“Yeah. Mom and Dad will bring you home after dinner, Jack.” Niamh smiled as her eyes flooded with motherly love. “You’ve always been Mom and Dad’s precious baby, Jack. Tell me if anyone dares to say that you don’t have a mom or dad, okay? Mommy will teach them a lesson!”
“Yay!” Jackson clapped his hands excitedly as he turned around to run toward Eloise and Sean. “Granny, Grandpa, I’m going to go home with Mom and Dad later. I’ll come to visit you again next time, okay? So don’t miss me too much.”
The corners of Eloise’s eyes burned as she patted Jackson’s head lovingly. “Granny and Grandpa will miss you dearly, Baby Jack.”
Of course, they would miss him—much more than they did before too.
How could they not love him, when he was a part of their darling daughter?
Thanks to Jackson’s presence, both Eloise and Sean ate dinner happily with Niamh.
After dinner, Niamh held Jackson’s hand as they got into Kendrick’s car.
Eloise and Sean watched them leave.
The fact that they could see Niamh was enough.
Kendrick quietly watched the woman who was currency talking animatedly with Jackson from the rearview mirror as he drove. The loneliness in his eyes grew, and his heart hurt as if countless needles had pierced it.
The car stopped in front of what used to be his and Niamh’s marriage villa, and Niamh brought Jackson into the house.
Niamh then brought Jackson to his room and only left when Jackson had taken a bath and went to sleep.
Exiting the room, Niamh was met with the sight of a downcasted Kendrick standing by the side.
He must have been there for a while as he had not changed out of his clothes yet.
Sparing him a cold look, Niamh brushed past him and left.
“Niamh.”
Kendrick called after her, only to have Niamh ignore him and walk further away.
“Niamh, Niamh,” Kendrick continued to call out as he suddenly grabbed her hand to stop her in her tracks. Kendrick’s grip tightened just as he felt Niamh about to throw his hand off in disgust. He took big steps to stand before her. With a thud, he fell on one knee in front of her.
Niamh never expected to see the day when Kendrick would kneel for her.
It would be a lie to deny that she was shocked, but as shocked as she was, it would be more fitting to claim that she found the situation absurd.
The man before her was one of noble status and his name was known throughout the entirety of Glendale. It was a given that anyone who crossed paths with him would treat him with respect, while some went the extra mile to get on his good side.
It was hard to imagine such a man kneeling in front of her, in front of the woman he had once cast away.
Niamh lowered her aloof gaze to stare at Kendrick’s handsome face, his knitted brows radiating the sorrow he felt.
“Who would have thought that the young master of the greatest family would kneel for the woman he had once tossed away? Don’t you find it hilarious, Mister Waldburg?”
Kendrick took Niamh’s mockery in stride. “I would do anything for your happiness.”
“Hah.” Niamh scoffed. “You’ll make me very happy if you stop appearing in front of me.”
Kendrick’s eyes dimmed, feeling his heart ache in cold and pain as Niamh’s frosty gaze pierced into his chest.
All he could do was hold Niamh’s hand as he greedily took the warmth her hand provided.
“Niamh.”
“Don’t call me Niamh when the moment I became Niamh Delgado was the beginning of the tragic turn my life took.”
Niamh interrupted Kendrick coldly as she tried to pull her hand away, only for the latter to tighten his grip.
“Let me go, Kendrick. I don’t want our lives to be intertwined anymore. Don’t you have an idea how much I dislike and how much I hate you already?!”
Kendrick felt his body grow cold at her determined and annoyed tone.
She said she disliked and hated him.
Hate.
Kendrick silently pushed the heartache away for later as his Adam’s apple bobbed with the suppressed grief.
It took a while before he finally lifted his hurt-filled eyes, allowing his deep and dark irises to fall on the other’s beautiful features. Her features dripped with heavy fury.
“Eveline,” Kendrick called her by a different name. “You’re right, I’m blind and I’m a fool. I should never have allowed such a heinous woman to harm my wife and my child. I’ve done too much wrong to possibly hope that you could forgive me, but there’s something that you have to know.”
“It’s too late now. I don’t want to listen to you, nor will I believe anything you say anymore.” Niamh savored the serious and adamant look on the man before suddenly flinging his arm off as hard as she could. “I don’t love you anymore, Kendrick. Leave your shallow displays of affection for another woman. I don’t need it from you!”
Then, Niamh turned and left coolly.
Dazed, Kendrick kneeled in place as he felt his heart break. Frost swarmed in through the cracks, freezing him from the inside.
He swallowed soundlessly as his deep eyes reddened.
He scrambled to run just as he heard Niamh open the door to leave. “Eveline!”
Niamh was at the door when Kendrick hugged her again.
Pissed, she tried to push him away, but her strength was no match for his.
The cool scent of the man attacked her nose, and for a moment, she felt her heart quicken inexplicably.
“What do you want from me, Kendrick?”
“Don’t leave me, please. Don’t leave me again…” he murmured frantically by her ear.
“I don’t want you to vanish from my world again, Nia. I won’t survive it a second time…”
“Leave your honeyed words for the woman in prison!”
“No.”
Kendrick rejected stubbornly and tightened his hold.
“I know you won’t believe me, but I’ve never said this to anyone else. I mean it, Eveline. I love you, ever since the beginning. You were the only one for me.”
For what was supposed to be the most touching phrase in the world, ‘I love you’ now sounded like the biggest joke as it drifted to Niamh’s ears.
“Haha…” Niamh scoffed. “You remind me of a saying, Kendrick.”
Confused, the man’s grip around her slacked.
The two pairs of eyes locked under the dark of the night. Niamh’s gaze was cold as she parted her pink lips to speak, “The deaf heard the mute say that the blind saw love.”
“…” Kendrick’s reddened eyes widened when he heard Niamh.
“Perhaps it’s because you’ve never meant the words that you say, Kendrick, which is why you see your promises as pranks and your professes of love as jokes. But that doesn’t mean I’ve forgotten them.”
She paused for a moment, the mockery in her eyes thickening.
“You were the one who told me that Nevaeh has an irreplaceable spot in your heart, that the moment your eyes fell on her, you knew that she’s the only girl you’ll ever love and protect your entire life.”
Repeating Kendrick’s words to him, the contempt in Niamh’s smile grew.
“You were the one who said Nevaeh is your one and only, yet now you’re telling me it’s been me all along? Hmph. If this is what your love looks like, Kendrick, then I don’t want it.”
With that, she turned around decisively and left before Kendrick had the chance to stop her.
Kendrick broke into a self-deprecating smirk as he stared blankly at Niamh’s retreating figure.
There was nothing he could say about the happenings of the past.
How was he supposed to explain to Niamh that he only allowed Nevaeh to do as she wished as an extension of the love and care he had for Niamh when they were children?
Snow began to flutter from the night sky.
The snow was silent, yet Kendrick heard something shatter within him…
He had no idea how he endured the night.
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.
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