Shirley only then noticed that Carter was here.
Even with a change of clothes, he still looked elegant and handsome, but the coldness exuding from his presence was completely unfriendly and devoid of warmth.
Shirley did not answer him and merely stared ahead calmly.
Displeased, Carter glanced at Kendrick who was temporarily unconscious. He then raised his hands and pushed Shirley’s wheelchair out of the room.
Shirley did not want to be pushed away by Carter, but she was unable to stop him.
“ I won’t do anything to you. You don’t need to be so scared of me,” Carter said mockingly. “ Tomorrow, I will be registering my marriage with Eveline, but rest assured that she and I are only husband and wife in formality. She won’t have any value once I’ve successfully obtained the right to rule.”
Carter spoke in an extremely calm tone, completely indifferent about using Niamh.
Shirley was puzzled. Why on earth was Carter using Niamh, and how was Niamh related to his fight for the royal inheritance?
“ So, when you had married Eveline publicly back then, was it also for the right to rule?” Shirley asked in confusion.
Carter did not nod, but he did not deny either. He merely smiled.
Knowing that she would not get the answer, Shirley stopped talking and allowed Carter to push her forward.
In the guest room.
After treating Kendrick’s wound, the doctor left, and only then did Kendrick slowly opened his eyes.
He had not actually passed out, he merely did not want to further waste his remaining energy.
When Carter had come in and talked to Shirley, Kendrick could sense that Carter was jealous.
One could observe that Carter did have romantic feelings for Shirley.
Kendrick sorted out these relationships in his mind before sitting up slowly. However, halfway through, he saw that the door was suddenly pushed open slightly.
Kendrick, uninterested in socializing with unnecessary people any further, wanted to lie back down and pretend to be unconscious. However, once the door was ajar, from the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of the person wanted to see in his.
“Nia.”
As Niamh entered, Kendrick softly called out to her, and his dim eyes turned bright again.
He immediately sat back up, but his movement was too large, and it affected his leg wound.
“Hiss.”
He let out a muffled groan.
If it had been any other time, he would not even make a sound, but now that he saw Niamh, he instinctively yearned for her care and concern.
Niamh noticed Kendrick’s action.
However, her expression was calm, and she did not react with any worry in response to Kendrick’s discomfort.
It felt as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over Kendrick’s eager and yearning heart. He felt very cold.
Nevertheless, he had to comfort himself. If Niamh had not been hypnotized, and if she had not been instilled with some groundless ideas by Carter, she would have cared for him, and she would have cared very much.
When he saw Niamh walking toward him, Kendrick did not know how to break the silence that now enveloped them.
In his heart, he wanted to call her name again. He wanted to hold her hand, but he was afraid that she would be repelled by his reaction now that she was hypnotized.
He did not want her to reject him, to hate him.
Kendrick struggled in his heart and finally decided to let Niamh speak first.
However, Niamh’s gaze did not seem to be on him. She looked around the room before turning her gaze on Kendrick.
“They told me Carter’s here. Where is he?”
What Niamh said felt like a basin of cold water being poured into Kendrick’s heart.
His heart felt even colder than before.
It turned out that she had not come for him, let alone visit him out of concern for him.
She just came to find the man whom she now “ loved” deeply.
Kendrick felt his heart aching. It was not a bone- etching pain, but it was even more distressing. He was distressed that she was being used by Carter like this.
“Mr. Gray just left,” Kendrick said, parting his lips softly, as he endured the pain from the gunshot wound on his calf, propped up his hands, and sat down.
“So he’s gone, ” Niamh said as if muttering to herself. After that, she turned her gaze on Kendrick again. “You seem to be injured, Mr. Waldburg. Then I won’t interrupt your rest. You should recuperate properly.”
Niamh turned around after speaking.
When Kendrick saw Niamh leaving, he could not think of any way to make her stay at this moment. From the corner of his eyes, he glimpsed a glass of water on the nightstand, so he raised his hand and knocked the glass to the floor.
Thud.
The glass dropped on the floor; water splashed everywhere but the glass did not break.
Niamh also stopped in her tracks, as per Kendrick’s expectations.
Niamh turned around and saw Kendrick using all his might to bend down and lean against the edge of the bed, trying to pick up the glass that fell on the floor. Without much hesitation, she walked over to the edge of the bed and squatted.
She reached over to pick up the glass. It was unclear if this was a coincidence, but Kendrick also reached out at the same time and he happened to touch her hand.
Niamh’s movements paused, not knowing whether Kendrick had done this on purpose.
“Sorry,” Kendrick apologized. He never thought that he could be so crafty as well.
However, he truly had no other way to get Niamh’s attention.
“ It’s fine,” Niamh said as she naturally avoided Kendrick’s hand to pick up the glass.
“Mr. Waldburg, you look very weak. I’d better call a servant to take care of you.” Niamh said and then left.
Kendrick suddenly lost control of himself and reached out to grab Niamh’s wrist.
Niamh stopped abruptly and flung away Kendrick’s hand in dissatisfaction.
“Mr. Waldburg, what are you doing?” she asked. Her beautiful and lively eyes were full of displeasure.
Kendrick looked at Niamh’s angry eyes and lowered his eyes in sorrow.
“I’m sorry, Miss Montgomery. You just remind me of someone.”
Kendrick’s face betrayed his sadness, and his slender and deep almond eyes showed his boundless gloom.
Niamh had a feeling that Kendrick was not lying, so she was not that angry, but she merely asked curiously, “Who do I remind you of, Mr. Waldburg?”
“You remind me of my wife.” Kendrick met Niamh’s eyes. “You might not believe it, but you look a lot like my beloved wife.”
“Really?” Niamh looked at Kendrick unsurely, but she thought his expression to be serious and sincere. “Do you have a picture of your wife?”
“Of course.” Kendrick, who had been waiting for Niamh to ask, took out his phone from his pocket, found the sweet picture of him and Niamh in the album, and then handed it to Niamh.
Niamh took the phone, and when she saw the photo displayed on the screen, a strange light flashed in her eyes.
They were not similar, but rather, they were completely identical.
Kendrick looked at Niamh’s current reaction, and he could guess what Niamh was thinking now.
‘But Nia, this is you.
‘There is no other person in this world who looks exactly like you.
‘You have been, and always will be, unique.’
After looking at a few photos, Niamh paused as if in thought or her emotions had been stirred. She then handed the phone back and sighed sorrowfully.
“No wonder you said that I had a relationship with you earlier today. So, you mistook me for someone else? But shouldn’t your wife live with you? How could you still mistake me for her?”
After listening to what Niamh said, Kendrick let out a dejected sigh. “My wife has been deceived by a devious man.”
Upon hearing that, a hint of surprise flashed in Niamh’s eyes, and the doubts in her eyes further deepened as if she was in thought.
“Mr. Waldburg, are you trying to say that I’m your wife who has been deceived?” Niamh asked tentatively.
Kendrick sighed in his heart. His Nia was still a smart person. That was why she made such a connection.
However, he could not say yes.
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.