He did not forget, and she seemed to have remembered something.
The song ended as the car arrived. Niamh alighted and entered Montgomery Manor without looking back.
Niamh entered Jackson’s room after taking a bath and stared at the little boy’s sweet features. Reaching out to caress his brows that looked just like his father’s, her thoughts began to wander.
Niamh turned on her laptop and searched up the video of her wedding ceremony with Kendrick years ago on the internet.
The video showed a scene she no longer remembered. She was holding a bouquet in the clip, and despite the veil, the happy smile on her face was evident.
In front of her stood a reticent and dignified man, his appearance otherworldly.
Facing her, the man’s expression was emotionless and his gaze was cold.
Yet with a deeper look, it was certain that his gaze had never left her face, and while there were no cracks in his aloof expression, his eyes had flashed with warm mirth—even if for just a little while.
Niamh replayed the video and the warmth in Kendrick’s eyes could not be denied.
Still, none of this seemed meaningful anymore.
She had once flown to him like a moth to a flame, as careful as she could. It was only when she could not breathe anymore did she realize that she could no longer love this man so innocently anymore.
Her phone vibrated. It was a call from Felipe.
Walking to the balcony, Niamh picked up the call and told him that she would be registering hers and Kendrick’s divorce tomorrow.
Felipe was elated at the news but expressed his shame for not being able to fetch Niamh as he had things to do tomorrow.
They ended the call, and Niamh closed her eyes in thought as she let the wind blow past her face. Kendrick’s face seemed to be the only thing clear in every snippet of her recovered memory.
…
Niamh woke up early the following day.
Venturing to the kitchen, Niamh made breakfast for Jackson and the Montgomery couple. It was a rare scenario that both Eloise and Sean were grateful for.
It was good news to them that Niamh had not gone to F Country as planned.
For at least now they could see their daughter frequently.
After breakfast, Niamh stated that she was going to meet Kendrick at the town office to register their divorce, which stunned both Eloise and Sean as they stared at Niamh. Their mouths opened and closed, but no words came out.
“If this is your final decision, Eveline, then Mom and Dad will support you no matter what.” Eloise laid out both hers and Sean’s thoughts in the open.
Niamh stared at the image in her phone thoughtfully before she asked, “Was I deeply in love with Kendrick back then?”
Eloise nodded. “You were. Mom heard that you had a crush on him since you were in university. However, he…”
“However, he kept hurting me.” Niamh smiled. Without much else said, Niamh drove to the town office.
Not everything came with a second chance…
Outside the town office, Kendrick stood dazedly while waiting for Niamh’s arrival.
He wanted to see her, but at that moment, he wished she would not appear.
A divorce.
The two words sunk deep into his heart like icicles, making it hurt as it grew cold.
Yet who was he to decline when he had so harshly held her hand and forced her to sign the divorce papers after Nevaeh turned her blind.
It did not matter that the papers were not processed, for the harm had been inflicted.
“Nia…”
Kendrick closed his eyes despondently and stared at the wedding ring on his fourth finger.
‘You probably don’t know this, Nia.
‘But I was elated the day we got married.
‘I was so happy that I could not sleep the night before.
‘Not that I showed such an expression to anyone.
‘You might not know this either, Nia, but ever since the moment you placed the ring on my finger, I never had the heart to take it off.
‘Even if we part ways for the rest of our lives, I can promise that I’ll still keep it in my hands. Forever.’
Niamh was driving to the town office with her head filled with recent events when a black car suddenly drove toward her and blocked her path. She stepped on the brakes before an accident occurred.
From the black car alighted a man in a mask and a baseball cap. He was currently running toward her.
Feeling unsafe, Niamh immediately locked the car doors and shut all the windows. She had not expected the man to smash the window brutally with a tool, and she certainly had not expected him to hold a dagger to her throat.
Niamh was forced to get into the black car which then brought her to a remote abandoned factory.
The man tied Niamh’s arms roughly and pushed her to the floor before he took off the mask and the baseball cap. Proud of himself, he smiled wickedly at her.
“We meet again, Niamh Delgado.”
Niamh looked up to stare at that wretched smile. The man was a stranger, but she felt like they had crossed paths before.
She was certain that he must have been an enemy of hers before she lost her memories, or he would not do something so extreme, let alone say something along the lines of ‘we meet again’.
Tanner squatted down to grab Niamh’s delicate chin as she stared at him with a sharp and analytic gaze.
“Tsk. What? You don’t remember this old friend of yours?”
Niamh turned her face to fight Tanner’s hold with a dignified look in her eyes. “Good friend? Who are you to call yourself that?”
Tanner was displeased. “What are you even arrogant about, Niamh Delgado? Let me tell you. Now that you’ve fallen into my hands again, I’m never going to let you go!”
He stood up and gave Niamh a gluttonous look from above. Regardless of what angle he stared from, Niamh was still breathtaking.
No. It would be more accurate to say that she had grown even more beautiful and alluring than before.
Feeling Tanner’s gaze roam over her, Niamh tried to evade it, though it was to no avail as there was a limit to how much she could do with her arms tied together. There was nothing she could do but sit as Tanner looked at her.
Soon enough, Niamh had a bad feeling.
Indeed, wicked thoughts had surfaced in Tanner’s head after all that staring.
He bent down and began to take Niamh’s jacket off.
“Get off!” Niamh lifted her foot to kick Tanner’s abdomen. Her sharp eyes glowered, and her voice was strong. “If you touch a hair of mine, I’ll make your life a living hell!”
Realizing Niamh was about to kick him again, Tanner grabbed her legs in a death grip, holding Niamh in place no matter how she tried to kick him away.
His eyes swam with shameless and abhorrent thoughts as he slowly approached Niamh.
“Now that I’ve caught you, there’s no way I’m holding back!”
His gaze was wretched while his smile was sinister.
“I wouldn’t mind dying if I get to have fun with you. To sleep with a girl Kendrick Waldburg once did, doesn’t that mean I’m just as good as him?”
Kendrick Waldburg.
The name made its way to Niamh’s heart.
He should be waiting for her at the town office, right?
“I’ve had my eyes on you for a long while, Niamh! I’ve been wanting to sleep with you since seven years ago. This day has finally come!”
Tanner then pounced on Niamh and pulled her jacket off.
“Get off! Don’t touch me!” Niamh struggled, her bound hands searching for something that she could use to retaliate with.
All she could get a hold of was sand.
Biting her lips, she threw a handful of sand into Tanner’s eyes.
“F*ck!”
Tanner was tearing Niamh’s jacket off when pain suddenly sparked in his eyes and his vision blurred.
Mortified, his actions grew brutal but was stopped by his phone ringing.
“Just you wait, Niamh. I’ll make you suffer!” Tanner warned fiercely as he rubbed his eyes and turned to take a call.
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.