“…”
Send her on the way.
This sounded a little strange, but Niamh did not think that this man would do anything to her.
He saved her and even got a doctor to treat her. It could be seen that he was a pretty kind-hearted person.
However, who was he? Niamh had no idea. She did not even know what this man’s full name was.
After breakfast, the man ordered the maids to make the preparations before heading to Glendale.
The maid considerately gave Niamh a mask and a scarf so that she could cover the sinister-looking and ugly wounds on her face.
After Niamh thanked her, she found the man to ask for Ryan’s urn.
He was gone, so it did not matter what happened between them in the past anymore as they were all gone with the wind. The last thing she could do for him was to take him back to his home.
To be frank, Ryan was not that horrible. At least the smile and warmth he gave to her at the beginning were all from the heart.
They went back on a yacht and Niamh could not help but recall what happened that day. Finally, they reached Glendale amidst her anxiety.
When Niamh stepped foot inside Glendale, she started feeling more at ease.
“Are you planning to go home now?” the man walked up to Niamh and asked.
Niamh wanted to nod, but she hesitated.
“I want to send my friend home first.” Niamh lifted Ryan’s urn, then turned around while seemingly in a predicament. “Can you lend me 100 dollars?”
The man paused before asking his entourage to give Niamh a generous wad of cash.
Niamh took one of the 100 dollar bills. “Thanks,” she said before turning around to hail a cab from the side of the road.
In order to prevent people from seeing her horrifying face, she put on a mask and wrapped a scarf around herself so that her face was completely covered.
She hailed a cab and quietly sat in the backseat. As she held Ryan’s urn in her arms, her heart started to feel heavy.
Then, the car stopped at the red light and Niamh lifted her head to look out the window. However, after looking, there was debilitating pain in her heart that was already hurting.
She was always imagining the scene of her reunion with Kendrick. However, she did not expect to see the man she loved and the woman impersonating her in such a situation. They had just picked the children up from school and were wandering in the busy streets happily.
Niamh felt as if her heart had been slashed open and the cold autumn wind was penetrating through it.
When she saw Kendrick and that woman holding Jackson and Lillian’s hands to cross the road, Niamh suddenly lifted her hand and rolled down the window.
“Kendrick.”
She could not help but call out his name. However, the voice that came out of her lips sounded as hoarse as the voice of a heavy smoker. At that moment, she was completely stunned.
Even so, it was as if Kendrick had sensed something or heard something. He looked in Niamh’s direction, but at that instant, Niamh shifted her gaze in a panic and quickly rolled up the window.
They were separated by the window but Niamh could feel her face heating up as if a fire was burning her face.
She could vaguely feel the gaze that she was familiar with. However, she did not dare to turn around.
The light turned green at this moment and Niamh saw Kendrick’s tall figure passing by from the corner of her eyes.
At that moment, she felt as if her body had been stabbed by something sharp. Her eyes had turned red, but she was forcing herself not to cry.
That man was right. Getting sad was the most useless thing in the world. She would only see hope and light if she faced it bravely.
Niamh arrived at the front door of Jones Manor in the cab.
After she got out of the car, she saw that the doors were tightly shut.
The wind from the late autumn kept attacking her. The wind felt as if it was seeping into her skin and the coldness was inching into her heart.
She held the urn and walked to the door before pressing the doorbell.
After a while, a maid came to open the door.
“Who are you?” The maid curiously looked at Niamh up and down. The maid thought that Niamh was someone who was terrified of the cold because she was wearing a mask with a scarf. Plus, the only thing she could see was her eyes. If she was not, then she had no reason to wrap her face up so tightly.
“Are Mr. and Mrs. Jones home?” Niamh asked.
When the maid heard Niamh’s dry and hoarse voice, the look in her eyes changed. Perhaps she did not expect a woman with such beautiful eyes to have a voice that was so unpleasant to hear.
“They’re not home. Who are you? What do you want?” The maid started to get impatient.
Niamh did not waste any time. She handed over the urn in her hand. There was also a card that she had written before she came to Glendale.
“Please hand this to Mr. and Mrs. Jones. Please tell them to restrain their grief and accept fate.”
“What? Restrain their grief?” The maid looked at Niamh with a weird look on her face.
Niamh did not say anything more. She placed the urn carefully on the shelf near the door before turning around.
However, the moment she turned around, she saw Mr. and Mrs. Jones coming back in their car from outside. When their eyes met, Niamh pondered for a few seconds before leaving.
What she wanted to say was all on the card.
After Mr. and Mrs. Jones got out of the car, they looked in the direction where Niamh had hurriedly left. “Who’s that woman? Why is she coming out of our house?”
“She looks familiar, but I can’t remember for now.”
Mr. Jones was puzzled as well. His eyebrows were tightly furrowed.
“I wonder what happened to Rye. He hasn’t been back in so many days. If someone exposes him, I’m worried that he’ll get into trouble again. It was so hard for me to pull the strings to change Rye’s sentence. I hope nothing will happen again.”
“It won’t. There won’t be any problems. Rye is someone who knows to do things within the norms.”
“His norms completely changed after he met Eveline.” Mr. Jones sighed helplessly. When he walked into the door and the courtyard, he saw the maid standing in a daze next to the shrubs. “What are you looking at?”
“There was a woman just now. She left this urn and card before leaving.” The maid pointed at the urn and handed the card over hurriedly.
Mr. and Mrs. Jones looked at the urn nearby and opened the card curiously.
When they saw the contents of the card, Mr. and Mrs. Jones’ visions turned black almost immediately. They felt as if they had plunged into the bottomless sea where coldness started penetrating their bones and blood.
The words on the card were simple and explained two situations to them.
[Ryan’s dead.
[His ashes are in the urn.]
“No, how is this possible? How is Rye dead just like this? How can this be Rye’s ashes?”
Mrs. Jones’ face was as white as paper while her eyes were filled with terror. “No! Who brought this here? Why are they pranking us like this?”
She questioned the maid emotionally. The maid was also taken aback.
‘Young Master is dead?
‘And his ashes are in the urn?’
Mr. Jones took the card and froze where he was, absent-minded and astonished.
He did not want to believe this. However, it had been such a long time since they could contact Ryan, so he needed to accept the possibility that Ryan might truly be dead.
After Niamh left Jones Manor, she walked alone for a very long distance.
She was extremely distracted. She had no idea when the sky turned dark and she also had no idea when it started to drizzle.
Niamh continued walking forward like this. From time to time, she would grab her scarf as she was worried that the scarf and mask would fall.
Perhaps everyone would be scared by her current face. She did not dare to stand in front of her children. Her children were still young and they would not be able to handle seeing her hideous face now.
What she saw by the road just now was occupying her brain right now.
Kendrick and that imposter had strolled down the street with the children.
She felt as if a sharp knife had penetrated through her heart. She turned the ring on her ring finger lightly as her heart plunged into a bottomless abyss.
‘Kendrick, have you always been with that woman during this period?
‘Do you hold her to sleep every night?’
Niamh could not help but let her imagination run wild. She wandered aimlessly across the crosswalk when suddenly, she saw a lot of people gathering in front of her.
She wanted to experience the lively atmosphere to dispel the haze and darkness in her heart, but unexpectedly, what she saw in front of her hurt her eyes and heart.
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.