Chapter 62 – Until You Say Sorry Novel

Just thinking about how Eloise and Sean looked at her caused Niamh to choke up.

Nevaeh realized something was off, so she immediately snatched the paper away from Niamh’s hands. She was not surprised at all when she looked at the results on the paper, instead, she ripped the paper to shreds in rage. With a flick of her hand, the pieces of paper scattered into the wind.

“Niamh, you vile woman!”

Nevaeh used all her might to grab onto Niamh’s collar, her eyes were so venomous she looked like she wanted to skin Niamh alive.

However, Niamh was still laughing, her white teeth stained with fresh blood that also colored her pale lips red.

“Nevaeh, you really are just imitation goods.” She said those words softly, but it grated on Nevaeh’s ears when she heard them.

Nevaeh sent a slap to Niamh’s injured face, as she widened her eyes widened wildly in front of Niamh. “Niamh, you better watch your f*cking tongue!”

Nevaeh once again gripped Niamh’s collar tightly as she gave a vicious warning. “I will definitely be the daughter of the Montgomeries! I am Eveline Montgomery! Do you hear me?!”

Niamh looked at Nevaeh’s vicious face in amusement, once again spitting out fresh blood as her eyes reminded determined. “Nevaeh, I won’t allow a despicable woman like you to make a fool out of my parents!”

“You…” Nevaeh’s eyes were coldly sinister, but after a few seconds, she suddenly let go of Niamh’s collar, on her face an ill-intentioned smile.

“Fine, you can go ahead and tell them!” Nevaeh said as she stood up with her arms crossed.

“You can go ahead and tell them you don’t even have three months left in your life as well, tell them you’ll be dying really soon.” After those words, Nevaeh could clearly see the hesitant look that appeared on Niamh’s face.

Her lips curved up into a smile, saying, “Why don’t I let you know something else, my dear sister.”

Nevaeh’s smile turned sinister. “Eloise has a heart condition.”

“What?” Nevaeh exclaimed with a suspicious look in her eyes.

Nevaeh raised her eyebrow, laughing as she said, “Niamh, if you feel like causing Eloise to have a heart attack and die, then you can go ahead and tell them that you are their real birth daughter.”

“After that, tell them that you have an incurable disease, that you’ll be dead in three months. Do you think they’ll be happy or sad? With such a train of exciting information, what do you think will happen to your parents when they hear it?”

Nevaeh’s voice sounded like the devil as it reverberated in Niamh’s ears.

Niamh sprawled on the ground, feeling her body get colder and her vision get darker.

However, Nevaeh was not finished. “Don’t even think about telling Kendrick. Putting aside if he’ll believe you or not, if you really dare to say that, then first think about your grandfather’s ashes, and then think about Ava Long.”

She knelt down, grabbing Niamh’s chin as she looked down viciously. “There’s nothing I won’t do!”

Nevaeh composed herself. Looking at Niamh who was getting weaker by the moment, she took out a napkin and wiped away the blood that got onto her in disdain before getting up and turning around to leave.

She had not even taken two steps when a figure appeared in front of her.

She was shocked as she asked, “Why are you here?”

Nevaeh looked at the person who just appeared in astonishment. Nevaeh had already begun to devise a plot in her mind when she realized what she said to Niamh could have been overheard.

“Nevaeh Delgado, you were never mom and dad’s birth daughter! It was always Niamh!” Brittany Montgomery shouted at Nevaeh angrily, “I had always treated you like a sister, but you had always coveted my position!”

When she heard that, Nevaeh knew it was going to be a problem. However, she was good at acting, and quickly feigned a hurt expression. “No Brittany, don’t misunderstand. I really am mom and dad’s daughter…”

“Nevaeh quit your lying, I recorded everything you said just now! I’m going to head right back and show them who you really are!” Brittany waved her phone around as she looked down arrogantly on Niamh who lay on the ground unmoving.

“So what if I’ll be sisters with this ugly duckling in the future, it’s better than allowing a fake woman like you to continue strutting around!” Brittany turned around as she said that.

Nevaeh chased after her, feigning anxiety. “Brit, don’t do it!”

“Humph! Don’t even think you have a chance of obtaining what even I can’t get!” Brittany said as she gave an arrogant smile, turning toward Nevaeh. It was at that moment that she saw Nevaeh’s venomous expression for the first time in her life!

Brittany was taken aback, but she did not have time to avoid or protect herself from the knife that Nevaeh suddenly pulled out, stabbing it right into Brittany’s heart.

Brittany stopped breathing as she widened her eyes. “Nevaeh, you…”

“I’ll be taking the seat as the precious daughter of the Montgomery family. Whoever dares defy me will have to die!” Nevaeh maintained her sinister smile as she pulled out the fruit knife before stabbing it into Brittany’s heart a few times again.

Brittany’s blood splattered onto Nevaeh’s face and body, but she remained unmoving as she looked at Brittany collapse in front of her, slowly losing her breath.

“Opposing me? I won’t even give you the chance to regret it!”

Nevaeh smiled as she looked at Brittany’s corpse, shifting her gaze to the knife she had in hand, she finally gazed at Niamh’s unmoving body not far away…

Niamh was frozen awake as the cold air deepened around her. She opened her tired eyes, and when she thought about what happened before she passed out, a splitting headache coursed through her head. However, the pain she felt in her heart was far worse than what her head felt.

She really was Eloise and Sean’s birth daughter, but Nevaeh had taken away her identity, monopolizing the parental love that should have been hers.

What Niamh could not stand was the looks filled with hatred and contempt that Eloise and Sean looked at her with.

Niamh hissed as she felt pain throughout her whole body. As she tried to get up, she noticed a fruit knife in her hand, and she also noticed traces of dried blood on it.

She stared at the knife for a while before looking backward in confusion. She was shocked to find someone lying beside her.

That person was not just anyone, it was the daughter that Eloise and Sean had raised for over twenty years, Brittany!

Brittany’s face was deathly pale, and her snow-white fur coat was stained with blood, making for a terrifying sight.

Niamh widened her eyes, her hands trembling as she checked for Brittany’s breath and pulse, but she could not feel anything. Brittany’s body had no warmth to it at all and had even hardened a little.

Niamh’s mind was blank as she started to have a nervous breakdown. She was completely clueless as to what happened after she fainted, so it was impossible she would know what the knife was doing in her hand.

Just as she was about to stand up, she heard police sirens in the distance. Looking at the police who got off the car, a cold shiver went down her spine.

She did not expect to pay a visit to a detention center once again. It was a familiar scene, with undeniable evidence in front of her to counter anything she would say.

The fingerprints on the knife were only Niamh’s and they managed to find traces of Brittany’s skin on the back of her hand, which proved that Brittany did have a struggle against her before she died.

Niamh did not know how she had any bodily contact with Brittany, all she knew was that she did not kill Brittany, that she was innocent.

No one believed her explanations, and the police handed her the confession papers. “Nevaeh Delgado, all of the evidence points to you, you should just plead guilty.”

“I did not kill Brittany, I was framed!” Nevaeh insisted, her determined eyes filled with injustice and frustration.

The police did not believe her and were too lazy to continue, so they sent Niamh back to the detention ward.

Niamh could not believe that she would be dying in a cell. Maybe, she should have just died in a cell three years ago, putting everything to an end.

As she shut her tired eyes, she had already given up, but the police came back for her, claiming someone wanted to see her.

Niamh did not know who would want to see her, but she had an unsettling feeling about it. It was a stifling feeling that she had never felt before, completely different from the time she had to face Kendrick.

When the door opened, she saw Eloise and Sean. At that moment, she understood why she had such a foreign and uncomfortable feeling in her heart.

Facing their gazes and their desire to skin her alive, Niamh’s eyes started to tear up. However, she did not dare to cry, nor could she, because crying would obscure her vision. Before she died, she wanted to take a proper look at her birth parents.

Eloise, who was still recuperating, jumped up in anger when she saw Niamh come out in handcuffs.

“Niamh, you murderer!”

Eloise furiously sent a slap right at Niamh’s face.

Niamh ducked her head, the pain on her face was nothing compared to what her heart felt at the moment.

She bit down on her lips, frantically suppressing the urge to break down.

“Niamh, you despicable woman, you’re not human! How could you be so cruel that you had to kill my Brit, return my daughter to me!”

“Eloise, calm down, your wound might reopen,” Sean told Eloise in concern.

Eloise was unable to calm down, she was sobbing as she said, “How could I calm down! That’s our Brit! Even though she’s not our flesh and blood, she’s still our daughter that we raised for over twenty years, and now she’s been killed by that b*tch Niamh! How could I calm down!”

Her Brit, her daughter, her precious daughter.

In Eloise’s eyes, Niamh was just a cruel b*tch.

To Niamh, hearing those words was like a sharp knife, cruelly stabbing into her heart.

No one could see the wounds, but her heart had long since been riddled with wounds, blood pouring out everywhere.

Niamh withstood the intense pain as her hands trembled, forcing herself to calmly say, “Mr. and Mrs. Montgomery, I’ve never hurt Brittany, nor would I have killed her. You have to believe me and investigate this, don’t let the real killer free.”

“Don’t you dare try to weasel your way out of this!” Sean slammed his fist into the table. “The evidence is clear, how could you still say it’s not your fault! What grudge do you have against our family? You keep targeting our daughter Nevaeh, and now you killed Brit. Niamh, listen clearly, I will make sure you pay the price!”

Sean shouted full of hatred, causing Niamh’s heart to momentarily slip into an endless abyss. She finally could not take it and started to cry. He asked her what grudge she had against them, but was that really a grudge?

They clearly were her own flesh and blood, her own parents. In the end, the parental love she had longed for years was just out of her reach.

It did not stop there, what she got instead was indiscriminate derision and a slap from her own parents.

How could her heart hurt so much?

So it was not just love, family could cause her heart to hurt so much as well.

She clenched her fists tightly, feeling her nails almost digging into her palm.

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