Just as he lifted his leg, the door opened with a click.
A drowsy Niamh, eyes hazy, looked at Kendrick’s anxious face, which immediately banished Niamh’s sleepiness. “Kendrick, what’s wrong? Why do you look so flustered? Where did you go?”
Kendrick grabbed Niamh’s hands and examined Niamh all over. Once he had verified that she was fine, he then let out a sigh of relief.
He subconsciously looked back at Shirley, but he realized that this woman was no longer in the corridor.
Noticing Kendrick’s movement, Niamh also lifted her eyes to look over, but she did not see anything.
“Kendrick, are you okay?” Inevitably, she was worried.
Kendrick held Niamh’s hand and pulled her back to the middle of the room, closing the door tightly behind him.
“Nia, you have to be careful when you meet Carter tonight.”
He solemnly reminded her. Niamh could tell that something was wrong.
“Kendrick, did something happen?”
“I don’t know how I should say this. In short, after we’ve met Carter tonight, we leave this place immediately.”
“Yeah, okay.” Niamh still felt that this was strange, but she did not enquire further.
However, she could clearly feel that Kendrick’s palm, which was holding hers, turned slightly cold.
‘Kendrick, what are you scared of? Or is this because of the poison?’
Niamh pondered anxiously. This feeling persisted until 7 p.m.
Camille called. She told Niamh that Carter was already waiting in the hotel restaurant, and Niamh could head over now.
However, Camille also added a reminder. “Carter said he’ll only meet with you alone, so do ask your husband to wait for you someplace else and not at the restaurant, lest Carter changes his mind from displeasure.”
Niamh too wanted this to go smoothly, so she agreed.
Although Kendrick was worried about Niamh, he was an unreasonable person.
When Niamh went to the restaurant by herself, he followed her until the outside of the restaurant. However, before he could get close, he could see Carter’s bodyguards standing outside the restaurant.
Kendrick could only watch Niamh enter from afar. He saw Carter sitting alone at a spot with the best view in the restaurant. His impeccable attire bestowed upon him the image of an honorable gentleman and an elegant nobleman.
However, this gentle and lofty exterior belied his shrewdness, greatly contrasting with his appearance.
There was, however, a man standing next to Carter. This polite-looking man, wearing a pair of glasses and with a stack of documents in his hands, seemed like a lawyer.
With a glance, Kendrick could tell that Carter had booked the entire level of the restaurant.
If they were merely terminating the marriage contract, why was he making a big deal about it?
Kendrick kept feeling that something was amiss, but this is not the time to be rash.
From the moment she entered the restaurant, Niamh, however, also felt that something was wrong.
‘Carter specially booked the entire restaurant for this?’ It was obvious that this would not be as simple as terminating the wedding contract.
Niamh walked straight to where Carter was at, and she saw, on the table, the two documents they had signed in front of everyone back then.
At the time, Carter had lied to her, saying that this was just an engagement contract. She thought that she was helping him, so she believed him.
Despite feeling greatly repulsed by Carter, Niamh still maintained her demeanor. “Mr. Gray, thank you for letting me off the hook. I’m here now, so could we proceed with the legal procedure?”
Carter’s lips pressed into a smile when he heard that. “We’ll get to that, but first, have a seat.”
“Oh, I don’t think that’s necessary. My husband is waiting for me outside,” Niamh rejected blatantly.
Carter lifted his eyes lightly and glanced out of the restaurant, but his face was indifferent. Once again, he opened his mouth and gestured at Niamh.
“Sit.”
Niamh remembered what Camille had said, so she did not want to go against him.
After all, it all depended on Carter whether the procedure would be dealt with successfully.
She sat down. Then, the waitperson carried over one delicate dish after another. In the end, they even poured separate glasses of red wine for Niamh and Carter.
Carter leisurely took his glass and gently swirled the contents in the glass. “I’m still technically your savior. Since we’ll be parting ways and we won’t see each other ever again, we should just down this wine and part on good terms, is that okay?”
Niamh eyed the wine glass in front of her. She picked it up and sniffed it vigilantly. Once she had ascertained that it contained no foreign substance, she casually downed the wine.
“Will this do?”
Carter looked at the emptied wine glass and seemed to let out a knowing laugh. “That’ll do.”
Niamh’s intuition told her that Carter’s smile held a deeper meaning to it, but she is unable to guess what is on Carter’s mind.
Niamh put down her goblet. For a few seconds, her gaze remained glued to the liquid at the bottom of her glass.
“Mr. Gray, could we begin the procedure now?” Niamh urged.
Carter nodded and gave a sideways glance at the man waiting by his side.
The man who looked like a lawyer handed Niamh two documents.
“Hello, Miss Montgomery. I’m Mr. Carter’s lawyer. These are the divorce documents for you and Mr. Carter. Please have a look at the contents, and if there are no problems, please sign the documents.”
Niamh took the document, and, this time, she carefully read through every line of words in detail.
Back then, she had fallen for Carter’s tricks only because she had too much trust in Carter. This time, she did not allow herself the chance to be negligent.
Once she had read every line carefully, Niamh signed her name next to Carter’s signature.
After that, Niamh felt relieved, a great weight lifted off her mind.
However, she still could not help feeling somewhat incredulous that she had muddleheadedly became husband and wife with another man in name.
“From now on, we’re no longer husband and wife in name, is that right, Mr. Gray?”
“Yes, after signing this, Miss Montgomery, the agreement already takes effect. You and Mr. Gray are no longer husband and wife in name.” The lawyer by the side explained clearly.
Relieved to have this heavy burden off her chest, Niamh looked toward Carter who was minding his own business and had begun dining. In the end, she thanked him sincerely, “Even though we’re in a bit of a rough patch, I still want to thank you for saving me at sea, Mr. Carter.”
Carter’s movements slowed slightly and, without looking at Niamh, he leisurely uttered two words, “You’re welcome.”
Niamh did not stay further. She decisively got up and left.
Carter did not stop her in the slightest, only speaking to the lawyer by his side, “Handle this as quickly as you can. I, Carter Gray, am a man of my word.”
The man nodded respectfully. “Yes, Mr. Carter. It will be done.” The man quickly walked away after speaking.
Kendrick had been waiting by the door. When he saw Niamh coming out, he quickly walked over to her.
Seeing Kendrick walking over to her, she sped up. When they faced each other, the two of them synchronously spread their arms and embraced each other.
“Kendrick.” Niamh, feeling at ease, pressed against Kendrick’s chest.
Kendrick naturally tightened his embrace. “Has it been resolved?”
“Yeah, it’s resolved. I’ve already signed it just now, and I’ve nothing to do with him anymore.”
The weight on Kendrick’s chest lifted as well. He raised his hand to touch Niamh’s head and kissed her short hair before holding her hand and turned around.
Before he turned, Kendrick subconsciously glanced at Carter, who was still dining at his seat. He had a nagging feeling that something was amiss, but he could not put a finger on it.
He especially could not believe that this had gone so smoothly.
“Kendrick, give me your phone. I’d like to give Mrs. Gray a call.” Niamh thought of conveying her gratitude.
Kendrick also thought that this was necessary, so he walked aside and called Camille.
Once she had learned that this had been smoothly dealt with, Camille too breathed a sigh in relief.
She did not say much before hanging up, only reiterating that Niamh and Kendrick should leave St. Piaf as quickly as possible.
Kendrick and Niamh were of the same thought, so they returned to their room to pack and leave.
The hotel restaurant.
Carter was holding the wine glass, staring at the night view outside the window with a cool expression.
A while later, the sound of high heels could be heard drawing close nearby.
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