Chapter 17 – Until You Say Sorry Novel

After she said that, she felt a cold air around her.

“Wife? You still remember that you’re my wife? Then why are you still talking with your old flame at my front door?”

The man’s question made Niamh weary. She did not want to explain herself anymore, but she did not want to involve Daniel in it. “Kendrick, I’ll tell you once more. For the last time, I’ve only had one man my entire life and it’s you!”

After she yelled at Kendrick hysterically, she turned around and ran back into the house.

After a while, Kendrick entered the house as well.

His face was dark, and there was a layer of ice on him.

Niamh thought that Kendrick would humiliate her again. However, he said to her in an oddly calm manner, “Niamh, let’s talk.”

Niamh was surprised by Kendrick’s attitude. However, she did not try to flatter him like she used to. She calmly asked, “What do you want to talk about, Mr. Waldburg?”

Kendrick was unhappy with how Niamh was addressing him that way. “What did you call me?”

“Is there any difference? You never pay attention to me anyway, Mr. Waldburg.”

Kendrick frowned. After a few moments of silence, he said, “Nevaeh’s stomach is getting bigger and bigger. I want to give her status.”

Even though Niamh knew Kendrick would force her to divorce him one day, it still felt like a bolt from the blue now that it was happening.

Niamh looked at the frigid man in front of her. She laughed in self-mockery. “What about me?”

She asked. All of a sudden, she felt like she and the baby in her stomach were the biggest jokes in the world.

Kendrick’s intense and piercing gaze landed on Niamh’s face. “If you remain obedient, we can stay this way.”

Niamh burst out laughing after being dazed. “Mr. Waldburg, are you saying that you want your legally wedded wife to become your mistress? You want that shameless mistress to be in my position, is that it?”

After she said that, Kendrick’s face turned so dark that it looked horrifying.

Niamh felt a pang of pain in her heart. She bit her lip and clenched her fists. “Kendrick, unless I die, I won’t let that two-faced b*tch Nevaeh get her way!”

After Niamh said that, she turned around and went upstairs to lock herself in her room.

Her heart was beating frantically. She was so scared that she would beg him to not divorce her if she were slightly slower.

After all, she had never changed her wish. As long as she could stay with him, she would be happy and satisfied.

However, his heartlessness was way beyond her imagination despite him having promised that he would stay with her forever.

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Niamh moved out. She did not dare face Kendrick. She was scared that he would hand her the divorce papers once more. Not to mention, she was also scared that he would try to do everything he could to kill the baby in her stomach for Nevaeh’s sake.

She had thought that Kendrick would ask about her after she moved out. However, a few days passed, and he never called her. It was obvious that he had not been home for those few days.

He must have been with Nevaeh, living their best lives.

At the thought of this, Nevaeh looked at the rings she had drafted. Consequently, her vision became blurry.

Back then, she had accepted the order from a client. They had asked her to create a pair of matching rings.

When she first started having feelings for Kendrick, she had had this pair of rings in her mind.

She had imagined meeting him once more, falling in love, and eventually getting married. Then, he would put the ring she had designed herself on her own ring finger by himself. Nonetheless, at the end of the day, that promise turned into ashes.

Niamh wiped away her tears and recomposed herself to continue working on her draft. However, she received a call from the psychiatric hospital where her only family member in the world was living.

She rushed over, and the nurse told her that her grandfather had cancer; it was lung cancer.

It was treatable but required very expensive surgery.

Niamh sliced an apple for Len Samuels and handed it to him. “Grandpa, have an apple.”

Even though Len was mentally-ill, he looked benevolent and kind. He took the apple from Niamh. “Eveline, you’re here.”

Niamh nodded and smiled. Eveline was her real name. As for her surname, she had no idea.

Ever since she could remember, she had no parents. She only had a mentally-ill grandfather.

Niamh had thought that she would be the one mourning for her grandfather when he returned to the maker. However, from the looks of the current situation, she would leave before Len.

Niamh checked the price for the surgery and found that she needed about three hundred thousand dollars to treat second stage lung cancer.

Seeing the number, the light in Niamh’s eyes slowly began to fade away. She felt as if her heart was being trapped by a net. It only became tighter and tighter, making it harder for her to breathe.

Three hundred thousand dollars. How would she get so much money?

Nonetheless, when she thought about her grandfather passing away because she did not have enough money for his treatment, tears blurred her vision. The pain of losing a loved one was so suffocating that it made it hard for her to breathe.

Nevertheless, the expensive cost of treatment made Niamh fall into another state of despair. Eventually, when she was about to lose all hope, she remembered Kendrick.

He was her only hope.

Niamh went to look for Kendrick immediately. The man looked as refined as always. He was sitting at his desk reading a few documents; he did not even lift his head.

When he heard that Niamh wanted to loan three hundred thousand from him, he burst out laughing. “Niamh, money is just a number for me. However, I won’t give you a single cent.”

Niamh gritted her teeth and continued pleading, “My grandpa has lung cancer, and he needs the money for his treatment. Kendrick, please, loan me the money. I’ll definitely pay you back.”

“Pay me back? With what?” He knew she did not have the ability to pay him back. However, he suddenly said, “I can loan you the money, but you have to agree to what I asked that day.”

Niamh clenched the corner of her shirt.

He wanted Nevaeh to take her position. Consequently, she would become his mistress.

Niamh suppressed the pain in her heart. She tried her best to stay calm. “Kendrick, aside from that, I can agree to anything.”

Kendrick slammed his documents shut and stood up. His eyes were icy. “Aside from that, don’t even think about getting a single cent.”

When Niamh saw that he was about to leave, she no longer cared about anything. She grabbed his arm. “Kendrick, please help my grandpa. We can’t delay his treatment.”

Kendrick chuckled lowly. There was no warmth in his eyes. “So what? What does that have to do with me?”

Niamh felt a chill on her back. All of a sudden, the man in front of her looked oddly foreign and cold- blooded.

As Niamh’s mind wandered, she felt pain in her chin. When she came back to her senses, her eyes were met with Kendrick’s sinister eyes. His eyes and eyebrows looked delicate; however, there was sense of mockery in them.

“For the sake of Nevaeh, I’ll give you an alternative. Since you want money so much, you can sell your body. Three hundred thousand dollars shouldn’t be a problem with your face.”

He pushed her away and walked away carefreely.

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