Chapter 103 – Until You Say Sorry Novel

Niamh was quite happy watching Tanner suffer, but if he was killed in this way, Nevaeh would still be at large.

She walked over and grabbed Kendrick, who was squeezing his fists and still trying to beat Tanner. “If you hit him again, you’ll kill him.”

Kendrick’s fist stopped mid-air. His expression was gloomy and his eyes were red as if he was about to swallow the whole world. It was terrifying.

His right hand was also covered with blood, but he could not tell whether it was his or Tanner’s.

If it was not for Niamh’s prevention, he would have really killed Tanner.

Kendrick drove Niamh back to the apartment. He did not say a word on the way back and the atmosphere was very strange.

They were originally supposed to go find Tanner so that he could learn the truth about Jackson’s kidnapping back then, but someone had obviously found him before them.

The person who looked for Tanner must have been Nevaeh.

Niamh knew it very well, but she did not think Kendrick did.

He had always believed in Nevaeh blindly.

It was also because he had indulged Nevaeh again and again that it brought her such deep pain previously.

However, if he really wanted to cover for Nevaeh, why did he take the extra effort to ask Niamh to pretend to be who she was back then to worm facts out of Tanner?

Niamh thought that Kendrick would leave right away, but she did not expect him to follow her to the door of her apartment.

“Can I go in and sit for a while?” Kendrick parted his lips lightly, requesting.

It was already late at night. Niamh wanted to refuse, but she glanced at his bleeding hand and decided to open the door to let him in. “Come in.”

She did not think she was feeling sorry for him. She just wanted to get some information from him.

Niamh brought out the medical kit. Seeing the man sitting impassively on the sofa, she walked in.

Kendrick lowered his hands and sank weakly into the soft sofa. There was intense melancholy between his eyebrows, and he looked depressed.

Niamh did not say a word. She just quietly took out the alcohol swab and treated the injury on the back of Kendrick’s hand, then gently wrapped it with gauze.

“I never believed in her.”

Kendrick suddenly said such a sentence.

Niamh’s movements stopped for a bit. She then asked with a calm and composed smile, “Mr. Waldburg, who are you talking about?” she asked, but she then heard Kendrick chuckle in a low voice.

He seemed to be talking to himself. “I really didn’t expect her to do such a thing. I had trusted her so much all this while.”

Niamh understood that he was referring to her past self in his earlier sentence and was now talking about Nevaeh.

‘Oh Kendrick, there are many things you didn’t expect. What you’ve seen is just the tip of the iceberg of Nevaeh’s false front!’

Niamh raised her beautiful eyes calmly and asked knowingly, “Mr. Waldburg, do you mean that regarding your ex-wife kidnapping your son, you had already known who was the real perpetrator? It was just that you didn’t want to believe it, did you?”

Hearing her question, Kendrick seemed startled.

His slender, dewy eyes suddenly became a little hazy. That deep gaze was scrutinizing her clean and clear eyes. He was feeling complicated.

Kendrick slowly raised his hand after a while. His warm fingertips touched Niamh’s delicate cheeks as he bobbed his Adam’s apple a few times until there was a lump in his throat.

“I’m sorry.”

He suddenly spat out these two words. His voice was low and charming, but very hoarse.

Niamh kept smiling all the time, but she could not control her stunned expression at this moment.

She seemed to have caught a light flashing through Kendrick’s eyes. In the next second, he spread his arms and took her in, hugging her tightly in his embrace. His warm breath was fanning out on her ear.

“I’m sorry…”

She heard his apology again. Kendrick hugged her tighter as his scent enveloped her more profoundly.

Niamh’s hands dangled at her side. She was unable to control herself for a while.

She could not tell who Kendrick was apologizing to at this moment, whether it was to her current self or to her former self…

Click!

Suddenly, there was a clear sound of the door opening.

Niamh returned to her senses all of a sudden. Seeing the man coming in from the door, she pushed Kendrick away.

“Mr. Waldburg, you should go back now. My fiancé is here.”

As Niamh’s voice fell, Kendrick’s embrace then became empty.

A sense of endless loneliness occupied his heart for a moment. He seemed to have just gotten back from getting lost.

Looking at the face in front of him, Kendrick realized that he had lost his cool just now.

He had even shown her that depressed and gloomy side of his that no one knew. Moreover, he had craved for her hug so much, even longed for her to feel sorry for him and hug him tight…

This was something that had never happened before.

Yet he knew that he was only like this all because of this face.

This face that was almost identical to hers back then.

“Didn’t you say you’d arrive tomorrow? Why are you back so sudden?” Niamh brought Kendrick back to his sense with her somewhat cheerful voice.

Only then did he realize something and remembered what she had just said. ‘My fiancé is here.’

Fiancé?

“Is there a guest home?” A man’s voice was heard.

Kendrick frowned. Although this voice was not particularly familiar, it was not foreign to him either.

However, if the owner of this voice was Vera’s fiancé, he was really shocked.

“Kendrick, is that you?”

Just as Kendrick raised his gaze and looked over, that voice sounded again.

Felipe Waldburg, who was wearing a black suit, slowly walked in. It was raining outside, so his shoulders were dotted with raindrops, but it did not affect his overall elegant and gentlemanly manner one bit.

The two pairs of slender black orbs encountered each other like that.

Kendrick’s eyes were obviously as dark and deep like water with a tranquil atmosphere, but at this moment, an undercurrent was quietly surging out from Kendrick’s eyes like a burst of invisible gunpowder smoke.

“It’s actually you?” Kendrick stood up slowly.

At this moment, Niamh smiled faintly and walked to Felipe’s side while holding his arms naturally and affectionately.

“Mr. Waldburg, this is my fiancé, Felipe Waldburg.”

She introduced him with a smile before raising her puzzled eyes to look at Felipe’s gentle face.

“You just called Mr. Waldburg ‘Kendrick’. Do you guys know each other? No, you both share the same surname…”

“Kendrick is the nephew I’ve mentioned to you before.” Felipe parted his lips to answer unhurriedly. His voice was mild as the night outside the window, slipping into her ears as quietly as gentle water.

Niamh looked surprised, then she smiled. “So it turns out that Mr. Waldburg is your nephew.” She sighed. “Ever since I came to Glendale, the only friend I made was Mr. Waldburg.”

“How fated.” Felipe smiled gently and looked at Kendrick who had not said a word. “Kendrick, thank you for taking care of Vera all this while.”

After he said this, there was a low chuckle in the silent air.

Kendrick walked toward Felipe. Both of them were over six feet tall. They were neck and neck, and their appearance was even more difficult to judge.

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