Chapter 243 – Until You Say Sorry Novel

“What’s wrong, Mommy? Why are you crying?” Jackson blinked confusedly as he reached out to wipe Niamh’s tears away.

Niamh lovingly clasped Jackson’s fair and small hands in her larger ones.

“Jack… Mommy’s precious little boy. Mommy finally gets to see you!”

Unable to hold back, Niamh pulled Jackson’s small frame into her chest.

Holding Jackson tightly, the storm of joy and sorrow within her intertwined and came out in the form of wet scalding tears that streamed down her face.

She knew she should be elated, but her heart felt like it was going to shatter.

Nevaeh was just too wicked. How could she come up with such a way to torture her and her child?

Niamh felt her chest tighten as she imagined the wicked things Nevaeh had done to Jackson in the past five years.

She did not even dare to recall the scene of Nevaeh cutting Jackson’s face. It hurt too much.

It made sense that Nevaeh could do such ruthless things.

For the child Nevaeh had been torturing was Niamh’s!

While Jackson did not understand the reason behind Niamh’s distress, he loved the feeling of Niamh’s hugs for they were filled with adoration.

Eloise leaned against Sean’s shoulder as happy and hurt tears trickled out her eyes at the scene before her.

The gods were hardly fair.

Why did they force their daughter to go through so much pain?

The corners of Kendrick’s eyes burned as he quietly watched the mother and child hug and recognize each other by the sidelines.

Oh, how he wished that he could redo the past six years.

He would never self-opinionatedly push away the woman he loved again.

Niamh choked and sobbed for a while as her onslaught of emotions did not seem to calm, at least not until Jackson patted her back and comforted her. “Don’t cry, Mommy. Jack and Daddy will go beat up the bad people who bullied you!”

Niamh shook her head with tears in her eyes, feeling her heart clench and warm at his attempt. “Nobody bullied Mommy. These are happy tears. Mommy’s very happy…”

She pecked Jackson’s cheek with a teary laugh before holding him in her arms lovingly again.

“Mommy’s never going to leave you again, okay, Jack? Mommy’s going to take good care of you and give you happiness.”

Her eyes bloomed with motherly love as she promised.

Kendrick, too, leaned down to ruffle Kendrick’s cute head. “Dad’s going to take good care of you too, alright? Your family won’t be apart again.”

At that, Niamh snapped out of her joy and sorrow.

Wiping her tears decisively, she gave Jackson a small smile before turning to face Kendrick indifferently.

“Come out for a bit. There’s something I’d like to talk to you about.”

Niamh stood up before turning around to look at Eloise and Sean. Hesitating, she spoke, “Please help me look after Jack for a while. I’ll be back soon.”

“Eveline…” Eloise watched sadly as Niamh turned to leave.

Giving Jackson’s head one last pat, Kendrick quickly stood up and followed Niamh out as well.

The frosty wind sunk into the bones of those who stood outside in that mid-winter night.

Silently waiting under the lamppost, Niamh turned around when she heard Kendrick’s footsteps draw close. There was no sign of warmth in her eyes.

Kendrick remained kind and gentle. “What did you want to talk to me about, Niamh?”

Niamh’s eyes held nothing but frost in them as they met the man’s warm gaze.

“If you have any shred of conscience left, Kendrick, you’ll give my child back to me.”

“Was this what you wanted to talk to me about?” Kendrick tugged his lips into a bitter smile. “Jack can’t lose his dad just because he has his mom now.”

“Dad?” Niamh scoffed ironically as she sent a strong wave of despise at Kendrick. “Does your conscience not hurt, Kendrick? You’ve done nothing to redeem your worth as Jack’s dad.”

“…” Kendrick pursed his lips and remained silent.

Niamh walked up to him, frost oozing off her delicate and slender figure as she stood in front of the lithe man.

“Do you even remember what you fed me every time you were done with me? Contraceptives, that’s what. You told me that a woman as wretched as me will never be worthy of having your children. Do you remember?”

“…” Kendrick’s sharp brows knitted tightly at Niamh’s interrogation.

“I was already pregnant with your child when Nevaeh lured you over to the hospital under the guise of suicide. I was so naive to think that my pregnancy would salvage what remnants of our relationship, yet all I got was contraceptive pills thrown in front of me before I could even tell you the great news.”

Kendrick’s eyes sparkled at her words.

He stared at Niamh in shock. “You were already pregnant then?”

“I was, and with Jack, but so what? It’s not like you cared anyway!

“You couldn’t even bring yourself to speak to me personally, so you had to inform me we were getting a divorce through text. You told me to abort the b*stard child because I wasn’t worthy of bearing your children and that Nevaeh was the only woman in the world who could bear them! You even went so far as to warn me that you’d kill the illegitimate child with your bare hands if I didn’t abort him.

“You called your son a b*stard child, Kendrick Waldburg. How could you have the audacity to call yourself Jack’s dad?”

Niamh took a deep breath to calm her emotions before boring her fierce red eyes into Kendrick’s.

“I begged you, I begged for a chance to love you on behalf of our child, but so what? In the end, all I got from you was humiliation and disdain. All I got from you were scars that will never heal!”

“…”

Kendrick felt the blood within him freeze at Niamh’s accusations.

His eyes burned with the threat of tears as he stared at Niamh’s cold expression. His heart hurt, but his mind was blank.

Since when had he messaged Niamh something like that?

He had never heard her ask for a chance to love him because of their child.

Why would she say that?

His memory felt incomplete.

He had no recollection of anything Niamh was referring to.

He knew with certainty that Niamh would not lie about this, so the only possibility that remained was that someone else had used his name to say such inexcusable things to Niamh.

Snow suddenly began to fall from the midnight blue sky.

Recollecting her emotions, Niamh lifted a slender finger to rid the droplets that had gathered around the corners of her eyes with a scoff.

“The pain I felt when I gave birth to Jack isn’t something I can possibly describe with words, Kendrick, nor do I want to waste time trying. Our divorce was a fact three years ago, and since Jack is my son, I can promise you that I’ll fight until the end for his custody.”

After stating her will, she brushed past him and left.

Kendrick was quick to hold Niamh’s hand to keep her, but she sent him an icy look before he could open his mouth to speak.

“All you’ve done is push me away, and when I was finally in too much pain to stand, you left me alone.”

“What about when Nevaeh framed me and locked me in prison? Do you remember what you told me then? You told me to kill this b*stard child of mine to make up for Nevaeh’s miscarriage.

“Have you forgotten everything you’ve told me, Kendrick? What makes you think you have the right to promise Jack a happy family after every heartless move you’ve made against Jack and me? You have no right to be Jack’s father!”

Niamh flung Kendrick’s hold off and turned around cooly.

Kendrick stood rooted in place with his heart rate and breathing running wild.

Snowflakes littered across his shoulders before they seemed to melt into his heart, leaving his chest cold and moist…

With a warm smile, Niamh made a beeline for Jackson upon entering the house. “Do you want to live with Mommy from now on, Jack?”

Jackson nodded joyfully despite not understanding the situation. “I want to live with Mommy! And Daddy too, so that I can be just like the other kids with both a mom and dad!”

The sparkle in Niamh’s eyes dimmed.

“Does that mean I can go home with you and Daddy after dinner, Mommy?” The child’s eyes swam with hope.

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