Amid the confusion, Niamh heard someone anxiously calling out to her.
She tried her very best to open her eyes but her efforts ended up fruitless.
After passing out, Niamh began her long dream.
At a snowy area, she dreamed that she was drowning in an icy cold pond. She could not swim and struggled to climb up the shore. Kendrick was there, standing at the edge of the river.
He stood tall and mighty. There was an ignorant smile plastered across his charming looks.
She screamed, “Save me, Kendrick!”
The man did not move an inch and even cast a disdainful look at her.
The slim ray of hope that Niamh was holding onto vanished bit by bit as she continued to sink deeper into the cold pond.
Facing such a desperate situation, she saw Nevaeh hugging Kendrick. They were both being affectionate in front of her.
Niamh felt her heart sink straight down into the bottom of the lake. At that moment, she could vividly hear Kendrick’s stony comment. “Listen up, Niamh. I’ve never liked you, not even the slightest, let alone love you.
“Not even the slightest…”
His deep and attractive voice was like a demon pestering about Niamh’s ears.
Suddenly, Niamh’s eyes opened.
She got up, closed her eyes, and took a deep breath. It was then she realized it was all just a dream.
However, the dream seemed so real to a point where she could even feel a slight pinch in her heart.
‘Is that the memory I lost after the car accident?’ Niamh thought to herself.
The sound of a door opening was heard suddenly. Niamh turned to face the source of the sound and glanced at Kendrick’s towering silhouette.
The anxiety in his expression faded when he saw Niamh awake.
“You’re awake, Nia.” Kendrick greeted her with a smile as he strolled to the bedside, holding onto Niamh’s hand. “Nia, why are your hands so cold? Are you not feeling well?”
Niamh looked at Kendrick silently. As she kept staring at him, the spark of hatred slowly lighted within her orbs.
She retrieved her hands back forcefully and scanned the man before her, feeling disgusted. “Quit the act, Kendrick. Do you think I’m not aware of what you’re up to?”
Kendrick’s hands hovered in the air as he looked into Niamh’s indifferent face, not speaking a word.
Niamh removed the blanket and got down from the bed. She put up her guard and stared at him with a hateful look. “Your lover has been sentenced to death. You wish to avenge her, and you want to vent it out on me by torturing me, right?”
All of a sudden, Kendrick was stunned when faced with Niamh’s doubt.
He did not wish to defend himself, so he let out a smile instead. His expression was calm as he said, “I know that no matter what I say, you’ll never believe that I really love you. I’ve prepared a set of daily necessities. Go get yourself cleaned up. I’ll go prepare something for you to eat.”
Then, he spun around and left.
Niamh quickly caught up to him. “What do you mean by that, Kendrick?”
Eventually, he came to a stop, turned to his side, and replied with a smile still plastered on his face, “Don’t be afraid. I won’t harm you.”
“Kendrick, you—”
“I’ll be back in just a moment.”
He then exited the room and closed the door shut.
Niamh could faintly hear the lock of the door turning. She ran to the door and noticed that she had been locked inside.
“Open up, Kendrick! Are you thinking of locking me up in here to torture me? Where’s Jack, Kendrick? Where did you bring him to? Kendrick!”
Niamh kicked on the door with all her might, but there was no reply.
She bit her lip, turned around, and scanned the surroundings.
‘This place looks unfamiliar. Where is this anyway?’
She spotted a balcony not far away and ran to it.
She opened the ceiling-to-floor window and a chilling breeze struck her, blowing her long hair.
She looked toward the endless ocean and the golden sun that was shining right on the surface of the ocean. As the wind passed, waves formed on the ocean. The branches of the palm trees beside started waving as well.
‘What a nice scenery.
‘But where is this place?’
Niamh thought hard, trying her best to recall whether she had been to this place, but nothing struck her mind.
Then, Kendrick returned.
He was holding onto a bowl of seafood noodles and a glass of warm water. His stunning face remained wearing a smile.
He spoke when he saw Niamh not moving at all on the balcony, “Have something to eat, Nia.”
Niamh remained motionless until some time when she tilted her head and put on a sharp expression.
“What are you plotting at, Kendrick? Do you want to lock me in here and torture me to death?”
Previously, Kendrick would never come to realize how heartbreaking it was to have a loved one cast such a malicious expression. At that moment, he finally experienced it firsthand.
“I won’t harm you. I just want to be with you. I don’t wish for you to leave me.” He expressed his feelings with a gentle tone and smile.
“Come and have something to eat. You must be hungry after sleeping for the entire day. Even if you hate me, please eat up before continuing to hate me.”
He placed the bowl of seafood noodles and the glass of water on the table beside the ceiling-to-floor window.
Niamh stared at the bowl of seafood noodles and the glass of water scornfully. Then, she lifted her hand and swiped it all to the floor.
The ceramics broke into pieces and Kendrick also felt something in him tearing apart as well.
“I’ll never eat any food prepared by you, Kendrick. I don’t want to see you. Didn’t you say you love me? Then, please listen carefully. I don’t love you, not even the slightest!”
Kendrick felt his heart aching.
He found that comment rather familiar. After giving it some thought, he remembered back when he forced Niamh to sign the divorce documents, he had also blurted similar comments.
Currently, those words were directed back to him and it was many times more hurtful.
“Get lost, I don’t want to see you!” Niamh chased him away, disgusted. “Don’t ever treat me like that Niamh who was madly in love with you. Right now, the only thing I have for you is hatred!”
Kendrick was not infuriated when he faced Niamh’s roar. He let out a smile instead.
“I’ll prepare other things for you if you don’t like the noodles.”
Niamh felt something was off about Kendrick.
He left, and soon after, he returned to the room with another dish.
Niamh slammed the dish right to the floor as well without even tasting it.
Kendrick cleaned up the mess and brought in some fruits and desserts. He was patient and tried to get on Niamh’s good side. He was acting very stubborn as though he was obsessed.
Niamh was locked up in the room for the whole day, not eating and drinking at all.
The sunset and the beach revealed a stunning scene, but Niamh was not in the mood to enjoy it…
At that moment, Kendrick came in with another dish he had prepared for her.
Niamh glanced at the fruit knife on the fruit plate and came up with a foul idea.
She picked up the fruit knife sneakily and hid it in her pocket as she just looked at Kendrick who was inching closer to her.
Seeing Niamh remaining all cold while ignoring him, Kendrick lowered his gaze. A surge of determination coursed through him.
He held onto the bowl, placed a few dishes in, and fed Niamh like a child by delivering a spoonful of rice straight into Niamh’s mouth.
“Be a good girl, Niamh. Eat something.”
Niamh frowned and slapped the bowl away from Kendrick’s hand.
“I won’t eat your food! Give up already!” She was still being determined as well.
Seeing Kendrick turning around to get another bowl of rice, she grasped the fruit knife and placed it at his chest. “Let me go, Kendrick, or I’ll kill you!”
A sharp and glittering knife was directed at Kendrick’s chest.
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.