Chapter 87 – Until You Say Sorry Novel

The old man had been quite weak in recent years and could not even walk normally. He usually needed to be in a wheelchair, but the moment he saw Niamh, his spirits were lifted several folds.

Niamh maintained her smile and occasionally nodded her head, but she was obviously careful not to do anything that would cast suspicion onto herself.

She could feel that Kendrick was definitely still suspecting her of something.

The old man said he wanted to bring Niamh into the garden to look at the flowers, so Niamh followed.

Seeing that Kendrick was going as well, Mrs. Waldburg hurriedly pulled him over. “Kendrick, what is the meaning of this? Is she really Niamh? How could that woman still be alive?”

Hearing Mrs. Waldburg’s words, Kendrick’s expression frosted. “I wish she was still alive.”

Seeing Kendrick’s unhappiness, Mrs. Waldburg said, “So you mean that woman really isn’t Niamh? Then why—”

“Grandpa hasn’t been well lately, and his spirits have been quite down. Don’t you want Grandpa to cheer up?” Kendrick gave a very good reason.

However, only he knew his true goal.

Old Master Waldburg talked to Niamh for a long time, but he never asked her where she went in the three years she was gone.

When Kendrick was going to bring Niamh away, Old Man Waldburg carefully looked at Niamh before giving out a caring smile. “Niamh, even though you’ve divorced Kendrick, our doors will always be open to you. As long as you’re willing, I’ll always be your grandpa.”

Hearing that, Niamh was filled with gratitude and warmth.

On the surface, she pretended to look at Kendrick with disinterest before smiling softly. “Thank you, Grandpa. I’ll be taking my leave, then.”

Old Master Waldburg nodded, casting a meaningful look at Niamh as if he had seen through something.

In the car, Kendrick spoke first, “Miss Vera, thank you for fulfilling my unreasonable request.”

“Since it’s an unreasonable request, I hope there won’t be a second time,” Niamh said calmly, “Mr. Waldburg, you’ve taken up a lot of my time. Could you please send me back immediately? You should also go back and console your fiancé.”

Kendrick looked at Niamh and saw that her expression was cold and impatient. He said, “I’m really sorry for taking up your time with your boyfriend. I’ll treat the two of you to a meal next time.”

“That’s not necessary. I’m afraid my boyfriend will get jealous.” Niamh rejected.

Kendrick did not say anything else and headed back right after sending Niamh to the designated location.

Niamh stood next to the busy streets, looking down at her palms.

It felt like there was still some warmth in her hands.

Grandpa.

He actually still remembered her.

She smiled, feeling as if a lot of the wounds in her heart had just been healed.

That night, Niamh chanced upon news of Nevaeh’s birthday party as she surfed the internet.

The scoop was that not only did Kendrick not propose to Nevaeh during her birthday, he even left Nevaeh for a mysterious woman.

Everyone was frantically discussing who the mysterious woman was, and there were also some who said that Kendrick never liked Nevaeh to begin with. It was just Nevaeh who clung to him incessantly.

Nevaeh had borrowed the influence of Kendrick and the Montgomeries to turn into quite a famous makeup influencer these three years, amassing several million fans for herself. When the news broke out, her brainwashed fans flooded in, all frantically protecting Nevaeh.

They said that Nevaeh and Kendrick were a match made in heaven, claiming that their engagement was already set three years ago.

They even dragged Niamh’s name into it, claiming that their idol would have been married to Kendrick long ago if not for Niamh’s evil and despicable actions.

Somehow, the topic changed just like that, turning all threads of discussion into attacks on Niamh.

Nevaeh instead turned into a poor victim who was tortured for many years.

Her fans gave their kind sentiments, flooding Kendrick’s social media with them.

That was followed by more flaming of that mysterious girl and Niamh.

Niamh could imagine how happy Nevaeh was looking at those discussions online. She smirked as she left a message on Nevaeh’s social media. ‘Miss Delgado, do you like the gift I gave you?’

Not long after she sent that, Niamh was assaulted by an onslaught of foul private messages from many alternate accounts. The tone of those messages was exactly like how Nevaeh spoke.

Niamh casually made herself some coffee, feeling very satisfied while imagining Nevaeh’s current furious expression. She also knew that Nevaeh would not let the matter rest.

During the weekend, Niamh brought Lilian into the shop. Lily had a beautiful princess dress on as she played in front of the door.

She had a beautiful glass bead in her hand and was happily playing with it when it suddenly slipped away. Lillian immediately ran after it, and as she was about to get it, the bead was suddenly stepped on.

“I thought I saw a familiar face. You’re that thing that stuck to Kendrick at KFC that day!”

Lily looked up curiously, her large and innocent eyes blinking as she looked at Nevaeh and her friend who was smiling sinisterly.

“Aunty, are you calling me a thing?”

“Who’s your aunt?!” Nevaeh’s eyes widened. Looking at that small face that looked similar to Niamh’s, her pent up rage surged. She raised her hand and aimed it at Lillian’s face. “Shut up!”

Although Lily was not even three years old, she was very nimble.

Seeing that Nevaeh was about to hit her so maliciously, she immediately avoided her.

Nevaeh stretched her hand out, hitting the air. She became even more annoyed and stretched out her fingers to pinch Lily’s face.

Lily opened her cute little mouth and unceremoniously bit the back of Nevaeh’s hand.

“Ah!” Nevaeh screamed.

Lily loosened her mouth and blinked her big, beautiful eyes. “Aunty, my mommy said that those who like hitting children are bad people. Since you’re a bad person, I can shout and hit you.

“What? What did you say?” Nevaeh had never expected that there would be such a day when she was actually lectured by a little girl who was not even three!

She was furious. Seeing Lily having turned and was walking toward the shop, Nevaeh hurriedly chased after her, forgetting at that moment that she was still stepping on the glazed bead under her feet. The glazed bead immediately rolled. Unable to hold herself steady, she fell down embarrassingly and pulled her friend beside her down to the ground as well.

“F*ck!”

Lily stopped. She turned her head around and stuck her tongue out at Nevaeh. “Tsk tsk tsk, bad aunty. Hmph, you shouldn’t have bullied me.”

The little girl then turned around proudly after she said that.

“You damned girl!”

As a pair of high heels were about to hit the back of Lily’s head, a tall and handsome figure suddenly appeared. The man picked up Lily just in time and stood aside. The high heels flew directly into the glass window of a shop and cracked it.

This showed how much strength Nevaeh used.

If these high heels were to have hit the back of Lily’s head, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Nevaeh did not expect someone to suddenly rush out to save this damned girl. She wanted to get angry, but when she saw that this man was Kendrick, her expression changed drastically. She hurriedly stood up and motioned to her friend beside her to pick up the shoes.

“Kendrick, you… Why are you here?” She gave an awkward and gentle smile.

Kendrick glanced at Lily who was unscathed in his arms, then looked at Nevaeh questioningly. “What are you doing?”

“Kendrick, don’t get me wrong. It’s because of this kid—”

“Miss Delgado? Mr. Waldburg?” Niamh walked out of the shop and saw Lily in Kendrick’s arms. She glanced at the broken glass again. She then pulled her lips apart and smiled. “Can someone tell me what happened?”

The employee beside her immediately walked to Niamh’s side and explained it in a few words.

Niamh furrowed her eyebrows and looked at Nevaeh who had a terrible expression on her face. “Miss Delgado, if you have any dissatisfactions, you can come to me personally. You don’t need to use a private message to curse me, let alone try to hurt my daughter. .”

“What? Your daughter?” Nevaeh looked at the little girl in Kendrick’s arms in shock.

This little thing was actually Vera’s daughter!

Kendrick also looked at the little girl in his arms blankly. She had a pinkish yet tender little face, and her faint eyebrows were curved like two small crescent moons. Sitting on top of her pretty little nose was a pair of clear eyes that were big and round. Long curly lashes accompanied them, blinking every so often. She looked especially innocent.

She was like a little fairy with a rare kind of beauty.

He finally understood then why he had felt that this little girl gave him a familiar impression when he first saw her in KFC. She was her daughter.

They looked alike.

Their eyebrows were almost identical.

“Thank you, Big Brother. You’ve saved Lily again.” Lily blinked at Kendrick with her pure-looking glass- like eyes. “My mommy is here, so you can put me down, Big Brother.”

Kendrick looked at the little girl in his arms as a gentle smile appeared on his cold face. “Your name is Lily?”

“Yeah…” Lily nodded obediently but soon furrowed her cute, little eyebrows before shaking her head. “Only Mommy calls me Lily, but Dad doesn’t call me that.”

Dad.

Kendrick never felt these two words to be so harsh before.

Harsh and unfamiliar.

He thought of Jackson. In the past three years, he had hardly heard Jackson call him ‘Dad’.

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