Chapter 80 – Until You Say Sorry Novel

At night, Niamh was earnestly designing some new jewelry on her computer when a little girl ran next to her. She climbed up her leg and into her embrace. It was just like a kitten cozying up to a human.

“Mommy, Mommy, I met another boy today. He gave me a cute lollipop. I really liked it.”

Niamh looked down at the little girl who was cuter than a doll, kissing her tenderly as she said, “Is that so? Then did you give the boy something back?”

“Yes!” Lily nodded earnestly. “I gave the boy the yellow duck you gave me, but he said he didn’t want it.”

“Is that so…”

“I know, I’ll give this to Jackie tomorrow!” Lily suddenly jumped off Niamh and ran toward the coffee table.

Niamh’s expression changed subtly. “Lily, what’s the boy’s name?”

“Jackson Waldburg. He has the same surname as I do!”

Niamh was stunned and momentarily speechless. Suddenly, the phone rang, snapping her back to reality.

Looking at the caller, Niamh immediately picked it up. A man’s gentle tone could be heard from the other end. “Are you used to being back in Glendale?”

“Yes.” Niamh nodded, going silent for a few seconds before asking, “When will you be back?”

The man astutely realized something was off. “Did something happen?”

“Lily met Jackson Waldburg. She seems to like him, so I’m a little worried.”

“Both of them are just little kids. Don’t overthink it. Nothing will happen, so get some rest.”

Niamh calmed down significantly after listening to his words. She smiled. “You should get some rest as well. Good night.”

Her mind was still active after the call.

If not for that man, she would have died years ago.

Instead, her dreams came through and she was living the life she always wanted. She even had the ability to return to Glendale to seek revenge.

Niamh managed to find some pictures of Kendrick and Nevaeh’s engagement from the internet. Remembering how she had gone there to offer her ‘gift’, her expression drastically changed.

Nevaeh’s birthday as the daughter of the Montgomeries was fast approaching. That day, Niamh would give her a birthday she would never forget.

In the few days that followed, Niamh was very busy preparing for the opening ceremony of her shop on First Crystal Street.

No one knew what she had gone through in the past three years.

Behind everyone’s clueless backs, she knew that she had to make herself even more powerful in order to make the ones she hated pay the price.

In the following days, Nevaeh noticed that Kendrick had pretty much visited the shop at Crystal Street every day. He never entered and only waited inside his car, but Nevaeh could clearly see that he was always talking to a woman.

She clearly saw that the woman’s silhouette was the same as the woman she had an incident with at KFC—the same woman who looked incredibly similar to Niamh. After investigating, she found out that the woman was called Vera Quinn.

Nevaeh felt like she was in trouble, so she once again put on a show of spraining her foot. She made Rose exaggerate the story of her injury to Kendrick, wanting to trick him into visiting her at the Montgomery household.

The room was large and beautiful, elegantly decorated. Even the cloakroom was filled with various luxury goods.

Nevaeh was obviously enjoying everything that should have belonged to Niamh. She had never felt a shred of remorse, and even Brittany’s death caused her to swell with pride at how decisively she handled it.

Only an intelligent and capable woman like her deserved the life of the upper society.

Niamh and Brittany were unworthy of being her opponents.

As such, how could she possibly lose to Vera Quinn—a woman who had appeared out of nowhere?!

While indulging in her own thoughts, Nevaeh heard the sound of Kendrick’s footsteps. She immediately lay in bed like a frail patient, putting on a pair of pitiful eyes. “Kendrick, you’ve come to see me.”

Kendrick saw Nevaeh’s right leg wrapped up in bandages and asked, “Are you alright?”

“Since you’re here, I’ll be fine.” Nevaeh reached out her hand to Kendrick, craving to touch him.

However, Kendrick did not hold her hand and stopped his advance. “Since you’re fine, I’ll just head off for now. I still have a lot of things to do.”

Nevaeh was stunned as her expression changed immediately. “Kendrick, don’t go!”

She pretended to fall off the bed in agitation, sobbing as she reached for Kendrick.

“Kendrick, don’t go! Please don’t leave me!” As she cried, she immediately put on a hurt face.

“Kendrick, why have you been treating me so coldly? It’s been three years. Why are you still unwilling to marry me? Have you stopped loving me? Did you forget your promise of making me your wife all those years ago? Did Niamh’s death cause you to believe her slander, that it was me who blinded her?”

Kendrick stopped in his steps, her words causing his face to visibly freeze.

Slander.

Why did he feel like that word was a joke?

“Kendrick…”

Nevaeh was still trying to continue when Kendrick’s phone rang. As soon as he picked it up, the graceful and clear voice of a woman could be heard on the other end. “Mr. Waldburg, thank you for the flowers. I like them a lot.”

The room was very quiet, so quiet that Nevaeh immediately recognized the voice as belonging to Vera!

Her heart was immediately filled with rage as she listened to Kendrick speaking to that woman in a warm tone. She felt like exploding on the spot!

“Get some rest. I’m going to get some work done,” Kendrick said coldly before leaving.

Not long after that, Nevaeh heard the sound of a car starting outside her window. She jumped up in embarrassment and anger, throwing things around her room in frustration.

After venting out her anger, she changed into a set of expensive clothes and picked up an expensive bag before rushing over to the shop on First Crystal Street.

When she got there, the front of the store was filled with flowers. Soon, she managed to spot the basket that Kendrick had given, causing Nevaeh’s rage to soar.

She went inside while forcing herself to maintain a smile as she wanted to protect her graceful image in front of everyone.

There were a lot of shops around here and she was afraid that she would be photographed by someone.

However, recalling that Kendrick had basically forgotten her for this woman, Nevaeh struggled to maintain the smile on her face.

“Vera Quinn! Who’s Vera Quinn? Come out!” she shouted, attracting a lot of attention.

A female staff member immediately went outside. “Miss, do you need anything from our boss?”

“Boss?” Nevaeh smiled coldly, arrogance shining in her eyes as she said, “Where’s Vera Quinn? Tell her I wish to see her!”

Nevaeh was just done shouting when she felt someone come up behind her. “I’m Vera. Miss Delgado, we meet again.”

When Nevaeh heard the voice, her eyes lit up in fury.

These three years, she had been quite unhappy with Kendrick’s cold treatment. Now, this woman came out of nowhere to attract Kendrick’s attention, causing her to snap in anger.

However, due to the incident at KFC, Nevaeh was working hard to control her temper. She put on a smile as she said, “So you’re that Vera woman who has been getting very close to my fiancé lately…”

She said those words as she turned around. However, before she could even finish her sentence, she gazed upon Niamh’s beautiful and smiling face that instantly made her freeze.

Her eyes widened as she gaped at the face in front of her in disbelief.

“How, how… Niamh?!” Nevaeh’s tongue was tied as she retreated. “How is this possible…”

She denied it in her heart.

‘How is that possible?!

‘That blind b*tch had long since turned into ashes, so how could she appear in front of me like this now!

‘That’s impossible!’

Niamh smiled as she looked at the rapidly changing expressions on Nevaeh’s face. Her frantic expression gave Niamh quite a bit of comfort.

‘Nevaeh Delgado, so you do understand what fear is.’

“Miss Delgado, are you okay? You look quite unwell. Do you want me to send you to the hospital?”

Niamh walked closer toward Nevaeh, but the latter frantically retreated in fright.

Looking at her honest reaction, Niamh smiled and said, “What’s wrong, Miss Delgado? Why do you look like you’ve just seen a ghost? Do you think I’m going to eat you?”

Nevaeh finally composed herself at those words, furiously putting on an astonished face. “Niamh, you’re not dead?”

She stared at that beautiful face, uttering, “How is that possible? How are you still alive? Your eyes, your face…” How did they recover so flawlessly?!

Looking at Nevaeh’s astonished look, Niamh suddenly feigned realization. “I think you’re mistaking me for that dead Niamh just like Mr. Waldburg?”

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