“Yeah. Who would’ve thought that he has always been by my side?” Niamh smiled sweetly, revealing her dimples. “Jackson’s my son.”
“Jackson is your son?” Felipe was stunned.
Niamh nodded. “It explains why I always felt a special connection and intimacy when it came to Jack.”
Felipe’s eyes softened as he stared at the sweet and carefree smile Niamh had never worn in front of him before.
“Congratulations on finally finding your child.”
He smiled faintly, but there was a crease between his brows.
“This morning, you followed Kendrick into his car because of Jackson, didn’t you?”
Niamh nodded as he spoke her mind. “While I never intended to be separated from Jack, I still owe it to him as his mother. After all, Nevaeh only tortured and hurt him that way because of me.”
“It’s not your fault.” Felipe gently held Niamh’s hand. “You’re not at fault. The ones to blame are Nevaeh and Kendrick. I can help you if you want to fight for custody over Jack when you’re divorcing Kendrick.”
Niamh frowned in frustration at the mention of divorce. “Felipe, the—”
“Just give me a little more time to deal with some old issues. Then I’ll bring you and Jack back to F Country to see Lily. We can get married then and live simple and happy lives as a family of four.”
Felipe’s obsidian-like eyes gleamed with tenderness.
Then, he pulled Niamh into his arms lightly.
Niamh did not know whether she should hug him back or push him away for a moment. Sure, that was her plan too, to leave this land of rumors after she completed her revenge.
Yet, she had no idea why her determination wavered now.
Not too long after Felipe’s departure, Ava came to visit her at the shop as well.
Niamh told Ava everything that had happened over the past two days, which ended in Ava being too shocked to hold the cup steadily in her hands.
“What? How could that b*stard be so shameless as to tell you he loves you? Love my foot!” Ava was furious. “You can’t fall for that, Nia. He’s got to be lying to you! He might just be saying that so he can reclaim Waldburg Corporation’s stocks.”
Niamh nodded. “Relax. My feelings for him died long ago.”
“Yeah!” Ava exclaimed satisfactorily before leaning over to hug Niamh’s shoulder affectionately. “As evil as the b*stard is, I’m so happy you got to find your son back, Nia!
“After going through so much to give birth to him and being tortured to death by that bstard and that btch, I’m glad he’s doing alright. Not to mention how cute he’s grown to look.”
“Jack’s a really quiet and understanding child. It hurts me a lot to know what he’s gone through.”
“I’m hurt for you.” Ava’s eyes reddened. “You can’t soften your heart because of the child, Nia. Don’t go back to him, not after how he left you battered and bruised.”
Niamh’s mind echoed with Ava’s remarks after she left.
She would not go back to him again.
Definitely not.
Niamh began to redraft her divorce agreement, locking herself in the office for the entire day.
The sky was grim as the icy wind blew outside the windows.
Just as she was about to finish typing it up, Niamh accidentally clicked the exit button before she could save the document.
Despondent, she ruffled through her past resources and had accidentally clicked on one of the nameless files she previously copied from Kendrick’s computer.
Niamh remembered how the file was filled with thousands of .txt documents. She simply clicked on one of them and it opened to reveal a single line—‘It’s nice to see you again. I mean it.’
Niamh realized that something was wrong as she pondered over the phrase.
She immediately closed it only to open the first document saved in this file.
The words within it had Niamh in a daze…
The document was formatted as if it was a diary.
Clicking into it, the first thing Niamh saw was the date above.
It was dated three years ago, the day after she had ‘died’.
Its content left Niamh tongue-tied.
[I never thought you would leave me like this. You wouldn’t, right? This must be a prank, right? Don’t joke about things like this, Niamh. It’s not funny.
[You said you loved me, that you’d bother me forever. Why is your forever so short? It can’t be. I refuse to believe that it is…
[You must be doing this on purpose, Niamh. You’re doing this so that I would never forget you and miss you forever. You’re sly, but I won’t fall for it.
[Niamh…
[Niamh…]
“…”
Everything afterward was just her name typed again and again.
Her hand that was on the mouse trembled lightly.
While she could clearly read the words typed in the document on her screen, Niamh found herself unable to imagine how Kendrick must have felt while he wrote it back then.
Nor did she understand why Kendrick would type the words he did.
It was as if he could not accept the fact that she had ‘died’
Hints of a breakdown could be seen within the lines.
Niamh stared at the words at loss, but the timestamp dating when the document was saved made it impossible to have been forged.
Niamh frowned as her gaze darted between the thousands of documents filed within.
She found it hard to click her mouse and delve into the other documents.
Just then, an employee came over to remind her. “Mr. Waldburg’s here, Miss Vera.”
There was a hint of mockery in her eyes.
“He said he’s here to fetch his wife from work.”
“…”
Niamh immediately closed the file and looked for the divorce agreement that had been saved under ‘history’ before printing it out.
“I’m not his wife. There’s nothing between us anymore.” Niamh explained curtly before rolling up the divorce papers and going downstairs.
Arriving downstairs, Niamh was met with the sight of Kendrick holding a large bouquet of fire-red roses. He was standing elegantly not too far away.
With his attractive features, exquisitely defined brows, and eyes that reminded others of ink, the man looked noble and dignified.
Not to mention his cool appearance was currently graced with a small smile, and his dark eyes swam with warmth under those dense and long eyelashes as they stared in the direction Niamh walked out from.
The man’s charms and aura oozed, causing numerous female employees and customers to stare at the gorgeous view with smitten looks.
“What a handsome young man!”
“I recognize him. That’s Mr. Waldburg!”
“Who would’ve thought he’d still be so romantic even though he and Miss Vera have already been married for quite some time?”
“Miss Vera sure is lucky.”
The female workers and customers sighed enviously.
Niamh found herself unable to argue, for it was public knowledge that she had gotten married to Kendrick as Vera Quinn.
Yet regardless if she was Niamh or Vera now, she was going to sever all ties with this man!
Seeing Niamh approaching, Kendrick walked over with adoration in his eyes as he handed the bouquet to her. “Let’s go fetch Jack from school, Eveline.”
Hearing him, Niamh smiled lightly as she gripped the divorce papers in her hand tighter. She gave up on her initial plan to cut straight to the chase. “Let’s go.”
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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