Chapter 58 – Until You Say Sorry Novel

Kendrick did not respond. His cold eyes swept across the dining table before finally falling on Niamh’s pale face.

“Niamh, what are you even asking? I am your husband. Is it so weird for me to have the key?”

“…”

“Do you blatantly bring other men back to eat and drink when I’m not around?”

Kendrick spoke with a smile but he shot Felipe a sharp gaze. “So, Uncle Felipe, you like this kind of woman?”

Niamh’s heartbeat stuttered.

‘This kind of woman.’ He used these words to describe her.

Niamh’s face went even paler with that, but she did not dare confront him again.

Facing him now, she was like a frightened bird, alarmed and uneasy.

“Kendrick, don’t get me wrong,” Felipe explained calmly, “I was just worried that something was going on with Niamh, so I came to see her.”

“Hmph.” Kendrick sneered again. “Worried about this cruel, mean, and sinister woman?”

Niamh’s heart seemed to have bled when she heard Kendrick’s ironic words.

Felipe frowned. “Kendrick, Niamh is your wife, how can you say that to her?”

“Am I wrong?”

Kendrick walked toward Niamh’s side and bowed his head slightly, his warm breath gushing by her ears. Niamh smelled a faint fragrance of wine. He had been drinking.

“Let Uncle Felipe know, am I wrong? Did you not rack your brains back then trying to climb into my bed?”

For Kendrick to have asked something so humiliating like this, not even caring about Felipe’s existence. Niamh bit her teeth, her eyes are red.

“Yes.” She finally opened her mouth and laughed at herself. “I am the kind of despicable, insidious, and vicious woman Mr. Waldburg had claimed. I have done one shameless thing after another just to get to you,” she said, raising her eyes to meet Kendrick’s cold gaze.

“And so to make disgust Mr. Waldburg anymore, we will divorce soon.”

Niamh thought that she would not only cooperate with Kendrick but she would also make him feel satisfied.

She found, however, a clod, gloomy light bursting out from his eyes, forcibly trapping her gaze.

“Niamh, what right do you have to mention a divorce with me? Are you even worthy?”

“Kendrick, if you really don’t like Niamh that much, a divorce is good for you.”

Kendrick let out a chuckle as soon as Felipe’s persuasive words came.

He looked at Felipe with extremely cold eyes. “Does Uncle Felipe really want to see me divorce this woman?”

Kendrick’s tone at the moment sounded with a strong scent of gunpowder. He suddenly pinched Niamh’s face, squeezed her chin firmly, and turned to Felipe. “Does Uncle Felipe like this face? Although it is already rotten Halfway, it’s still very attractive.”

The man’s sarcasm was so smooth that Niamh only felt pain. The wound that had been bandaged during the day seemed to have split open again. The tearing sensation had numbed her scalp.

She wanted to break free, but Kendrick’s hands were very strong.

“Kendrick, you have drunk too much.” Felipe’s eyebrows were more deeply furrowed than before.

“Let go of Niamh quickly. She is uncomfortable.”

When he heard those words, Kendrick looked at Niamh who was imprisoned in his arms with a chuckle. “Let my uncle know, are you uncomfortable, hm?”

Looking at Kendrick’s deep icy eyes, Niamh endured the pain. She gritted her teeth and smiled lightly at Felipe. “I’m not uncomfortable.”

“Niamh.”

“Mr. Waldburg, don’t you worry about me. I won’t die, you can go back.”

Felipe seemed to consider it for a few seconds before nodding. “Kendrick, Niamh is just a girl, don’t be so harsh.”

As he was done speaking, he picked up his coat and turned away.

Niamh looked at Felipe’s back as he was leaving and the light in her eyes extinguished bit by bit. There was nothing but despair left in her eyes in the end.

She did not know how Kendrick would deal with her, she only knew that his methods would definitely be very cruel.

She would never forget that he was like a demon from hell. He had dug through the grave and allowed the ashes of his own daughter to be washed away by the wind and snow, and he had actually smiled nonchalantly at that.

Seeing Niamh’s reddened eyes gazing in the direction of Felipe’s departure, Kendrick got angry.

“Are you this sad about him leaving? Niamh Delgado, are you treating me as if I am dead? I am the one who is your husband.”

He pushed Niamh away from his arms angrily.

Niamh staggered and fell by the side of the sofa, brushing her injured cheek against the corner of the sofa and causing her teeth to tremble in pain.

“Clean this place up. Whatever you did for that man just now, do it now!”

Niamh lowered her eyes and smiled bitterly. “Okay, as long as you are happy, my husband. You can have me do anything.”

Kendrick looked at Niamh who got up slowly. Somehow, he felt that the way she had called him husband sounded particularly disturbing.

Through the wind and snow, Niamh went to the supermarket to buy the food and then immediately cooked Kendrick a table of dishes after she had returned.

Niamh also prepared the bath for Kendrick according to his wish.

She did not dare to oppose him. She only knew that if she went against him, fate would be that the people around her would be the ones who suffer.

It was just that, right as when Niamh had prepared a new towel for Kendrick, there was a sudden, dull pain in her abdomen the moment she stood up.

She crouched back down reflexively in pain, her face turning almost as pale as snow immediately.

“Niamh.” Kendrick’s voice had reached her ears.

She wanted to get up, but the violent pain made it so that she was not able to straighten her body.

Niamh laid down on the cold, ceramic tiles while arching her body. She curled up even more from the increasingly tormenting pain and her consciousness seemed to be diminishing…

“Niamh Delgado, are you deaf?”

The man’s urging voice sounded impatient. Niamh raised her hand to her teeth and took a hard bite.

Hiss.

A bone-deep pain spread through her body. Niamh opened her increasingly blurred eyes all of a sudden, and as she was about to get up from the ground, Kendrick’s figure appeared in front of her.

Seeing Niamh who looked like she was about to die, Kendrick looked at her contemptuously.

“Are you trying to perform an act by pretending to be dead again in order to gain sympathy?”

Niamh took in a deep breath and raised her head with difficulty. “Mr. Waldburg, can you please help me get the painkillers on the coffee table…”

She was in so much pain to even catch a breath. Kendrick looked at Niamh for two seconds, then turned around.

Not long after, Kendrick returned while holding the bottle of painkillers in his hand. “Is this what you wanted?” he asked Niamh who was supporting herself by the bathtub condescendingly.

Niamh gritted her teeth and nodded, and then stretched out her hand. “Thank you…”

However, before she could finish, Kendrick’s lips twitched, and his smile was dark, just like a demon.

He opened the medicine bottle, poured all the pills into the toilet, and then flushed it.

With a sloshing sound, all the pills were then washed away by the water, and Niamh’s heart seemed to have disappeared instantly.

She looked at the man who was looking down at her disdainfully as if she were a dog. A fog was blurring her vision. “Kendrick, I really am not feeling too well…”

“So what?” The man chuckled nonchalantly. “It’s merely a discomfort. Just like you said to Felipe, you won’t die.”

“…”

Niamh suddenly felt her entire body go cold, the blood in her body seemed to have been frozen.

She stared at this sneering man in a daze. He was just like Satan in the dark night, his whole body was black.

It turned out he wanted to see her die.

‘Kendrick, very soon it would be as you wish.’

‘May you still be as calm as in this moment when the day comes.’

Yet, when she started having the thought of completely leaving this world and forgetting this man forever, she, however, felt a lot of reluctance in her heart.

To this day, she still had some feelings for him.

Niamh’s tears began to fall all of a sudden, but no matter how hot her tears were, it could not warm her heart.

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