Cathy snapped back to reality and realized that Niamh was here. “Why are you here, Eveline? Felipe went out.”
“Call me Evie, Cathy.”
Cathy’s expression changed into confusion. “Why?”
Niamh shook her head with a small smile. “Let’s talk about you instead, Cathy. How are you doing? Why do you look so lost?”
“Hmm? I’m fine.” Cathy smiled carefreely.
Oh, how she wished she had someone to talk to her problems about, but Niamh was hardly an option.
Ever since Felipe realized that she had gotten pregnant and aborted the child, he resorted to punishing her every night with an aura of unadulterated anger.
Her body had yet to recover from her abortion.
Despite Cathy saying that she was fine, Niamh did not let the matter go and instead asked kindly, “Is something wrong with your baby? You can tell me if you feel uncomfortable somewhere. I might be able to help.”
Cathy’s eyes reddened at the mention of the aborted child. “The baby’s gone.”
Niamh was stunned. “How could it be?”
“Perhaps this child was never meant to be mine.” Cathy wiped away the tears that gathered around her eyes and suddenly reached out to grab Niamh’s hand, pleading, “I may not know what happened between you and Felipe, Eveline, but please. Don’t be angry at him anymore, okay? He really loves you, he does!”
The moment her plea fell, Felipe appeared in her line of vision.
Cathy immediately let go of Niamh’s hand. “Felipe.”
She greeted, staring behind Niamh.
However, Niamh had felt the sudden drop in temperature on Cathy’s hand. She turned around and saw Felipe walking toward her.
“You asked for me, Eveline?” Felipe did not spare Cathy a glance at all. Niamh was all his dark eyes saw.
Niamh nodded. “I would like to end things between us.”
Felipe’s lips curled humorlessly. “Follow me.”
Turning around, the corner of his eyes swept over Cathy.
Cathy stared anxiously at Felipe’s retreating figure as she clenched her fingers nervously.
In the study.
Niamh started right off the bat by handing the check and the relating documents to him.
Felipe spared them a glance and frowned. “What’s the meaning of this, Eveline?”
Niamh’s expression was solemn. “You saved me once years ago and that’s something I will never be able to repay you. The fact that I’ve become a jewelry designer with my own company is immensely thanks to your support. As a result, I’d like to transfer all of Miss L.ady’s stocks to you.”
“Are you severing our ties?” Felipe was close enough that he dominated Niamh’s entire vision.
“I cannot possibly bring myself to continue being friends with the person who killed my daughter.” Niamh was decisive. “I’m still very grateful that you saved me back then, Felipe, and I will do everything I can to repay you for saving my life. However, we’re no longer friends.”
Niamh then turned around. She was about to leave when Felipe caught her wrist.
She struggled, but Felipe was stronger and pulled her toward him.
He leaned down, his expression void of the warmth it once held. His eyes were filled with possessiveness. They were close enough that all Niamh’s determined eyes could see was him. He then spoke in a deep baritone voice that could almost be described as wicked.
“You know that’s not what I want, Eveline. You want to sever our ties? No problem. As long as you repay me for saving your life with yourself.”
There was no way Niamh did not understand what Felipe implied, yet she merely stared unyieldingly at the man’s piercing gaze.
“Do you mean it, Felipe? Because if you do, then it means that I’m not blaming you for something you didn’t do. You were never the gentleman I thought you were.”
Felipe’s gaze darkened as his hand around Niamh loosened its grip.
Niamh’s gaze was determined when she pulled her hand back without hesitation. “I will investigate what happened to Lillian and find proof of who did it. I won’t let my daughter die such an unclear death.”
“I’ve already told you that I didn’t do anything to hurt Lillian.” Felipe’s tone was assertive. “You’d rather believe a man who made your life a living hell than the one who pulled you back from the edge of death, Eveline?”
Niamh was unfazed as she responded, “Do you know what the biggest difference between you and Kendrick is?”
Felipe stared at Niamh in confusion as Niamh chuckled.
“You’re right, his actions are unforgivable. But at least he owns up to his mistakes and is willing to repent and change. He has never shifted the blame to anyone else.”
Niamh’s gaze turned into one of disappointment as she stared at Felipe.
“That’s the biggest difference between the two of you.”
Then, she turned and left without another word.
Felipe’s brows knitted tighter with every step Niamh took as she walked further away. The flames of fury roared in his chest. He felt more infuriated with each passing second.
“Hmph. Owns up to his mistakes?” Felipe scoffed as a dark look crawled into his deep eyes. “I won’t give him the chance to have you again, Eveline. If you won’t come to me, then don’t blame me for what I’m about to do.”
Cathy came to look for Felipe after she saw Niamh leaving.
Walking into the kitchen, she felt the temperature around her drop. Her eyes recognized the anger in Felipe’s expression and she felt that she was in danger.
She was wondering if she should enter when Felipe caught sight of her.
“Come in,” he ordered, his tone slightly gentle.
Cathy trembled in fear as she walked toward him. “Felipe.”
Felipe’s narrow eyes were cold as he looked Cathy over.
Suddenly, the corner of his lips quirked as a slender finger came to tilt Cathy’s chin up.
Cathy shivered reflexively at the skin-on-skin contact.
“Are you that afraid of me?” Felipe approached her, his minty scent engulfing Cathy. His tone was cheeky as he said, “Afraid that I’ll eat you alive?”
Cathy froze, her clear bright eyes filled with anxiousness and franticness.
With a look of interest, Felipe took in Cathy’s mixed emotions of fear while also wanting to be closer to him. His smile deepened. “It’s alright, hmm? Even if you’ve done something to anger me, I promise I won’t let you suffer too much.”
“Felipe…”
“I’ve provided for your education over the past decade, haven’t I? I even sent you to the most advanced and professional institution for your training. I suppose it’s time for me to check the results, hmm?”
Cathy’s expression shifted as unease and fear piled thicker on her feminine and delicate features.
She had prayed that the day she would need to use the knowledge she learned from that so-called professional institution would never come, but she could not go against Felipe’s wishes.
“Don’t fail me. You know how that angers me.” Felipe leaned down to capture Cathy’s pink lips in a light kiss.
Cathy was stunned. While Felipe had done almost everything to her as of recent, she had never received such a gentle kiss from him.
“Be good and complete the mission I give you. Or you can forget about being mine.”
Cathy’s eyes shone as she stared at the smiling man in front of her in disbelief. She felt herself fall under the hypnotic gaze of the man as she could not reject his allure.
“Don’t worry, Felipe. I won’t let you down.”
Felipe curled his lips in satisfaction before sealing Cathy’s with his own again.
He carried her in his arms, and heat seemed to blossom where their skin touched. Clothes littered the floor garment by garment as their bodies tangled and intertwined.
It felt like a dream to Cathy. It was so sweet that she closed her eyes and wished to never wake from it.
…
With all of Miss L.ady’s stocks transferred to Felipe, Niamh did not tend to the shop nor was she Miss L.ady’s lead designer anymore.
She spent every day focused on sending and picking Jackson to and from school while her free time was used to investigate Lillian’s death.
She wanted to start from Felicity, but the latter seemed to have vanished into thin air and could not be found at all.
After sending Jackson to kindergarten today, Niamh arrived at the hotel Felicity once stayed at.
It was not the first time she had been here, but the hotel refused to disclose any information regarding the woman.
The hotel did well when it came to the confidentiality of their customer’s data, but it also left Niamh with no leads at all.
At a loss, Kendrick suddenly appeared.
In a black leather jacket, the man’s aura thrummed with elegance.
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.