Kendrick lowered his bushy eyelashes to look down, then a spellbinding smile appeared on his face as he lifted his eyes.
He was staring at Niamh’s beautiful orbs which were giving out a courageous and extraordinary vibe.
It seemed that she was serious about it and was not just trying to scare Kendrick.
However, Kendrick was serious as well.
“Nia,” he called out to her softly. He did not back off but inched forward instead. The sharp edge of the knife was now buried deep into his clothes.
Niamh was dumbfounded as she never expected Kendrick to take the initiative to come closer against the knife.
At the same time, he was still smiling at her.
“Nia, I know that you’ve forgotten everything in the past, but it doesn’t matter because I still remember them,” he said with a smile, his eyes fixed on her.
“That year when it was snowing heavily, I did a very inhumane thing. I exhumed your grandfather’s tomb and even threatened you with his ashes. That time, you clenched your teeth so hard that you started bleeding. You told me courageously, ‘Kendrick, I’ll kill you one day if you don’t kill me today.’”
He repeated what Niamh had told him in the past. A ray of warm sunlight shone through the window, but he could still feel the coldness deep in his heart.
Niamh could not recall ever saying such a thing to Kendrick, but she somehow sensed that she must have really hated him.
She held onto the fruit knife even tighter, her eyes brewing with hatred.
Kendrick caught sight of the hatred that was oozing off from her gaze. He gently raised his hand and grabbed onto the fruit knife in Niamh’s hands before saying lazily in a soft tone, “Say, Nia, what should I do to gain your forgiveness? Or is it that no matter what I do, you’ll never forgive me?”
“Yup, you’re absolutely right! I’ll never forgive you, Kendrick, regardless of what you do!”
As Niamh spouted out those words, all of Kendrick’s hopes were drowned by a sense of hopelessness.
“Kendrick, even if what you’re saying now is true and even if you really love me, it’s all too late. Let me tell you this, I don’t love you. All my love is for Felipe. I even gave birth to his daughter. He’s the one who’s been treating me sincerely. He’s the man who will bring me happiness!”
“No, you don’t love him.” Kendrick denied it. “Lilian is our daughter, not yours and Felipe’s. He’s cheating you. Nia, don’t trust him.”
“So you’re saying I should trust you instead? I should put all my trust in a demon who once nearly sent me all the way down to hell?!”
Every word she spoke pierced through his eardrum as though a fine needle was prickling his heart.
Kendrick was stunned as he looked at the pair of orbs that were brewing with strong hatred. He was absent-minded.
“You know what, Kendrick? Even though I’ve lost my memories and I can’t recall those cruel things you’ve done to me in the past, I can still somehow feel the painful feeling from time to time!
“Even in my dreams, your cold-hearted temperament felt so real and made me disappointed!
“I can’t deny the fact that I used to love you sincerely, but I believe that after being hurt by you, I’ve opened up my eyes and realized what I’ve done wrong. That’s why I only have hatred against you, to the point I wish for your death!”
As soon as Niamh was done talking, Kendrick grabbed onto the fruit knife in her hands and stabbed it into his chest forcefully.
The knife pierced through his flesh. It was soundless, but weirdly enough, Niamh could hear an ear- piercing sound. It was as if the sound was amplified in her ears, making it extremely painful.
Fresh, red blood flowed down the knife. It was as if a gorgeous rose was blooming on Kendrick’s clean, white shirt, except that the color of the so-called flower grew darker as it grew bigger.
Niamh stared at the wound where blood was pouring out with a blank stare. She could feel that the wound hidden somewhere deep in her heart was bleeding out and it was painful as well.
That feeling was unbearable.
She removed Kendrick’s hands with effort, and the fruit knife that was stained with blood dropped to the floor with a thud.
‘Is he out of his mind?
‘Is he really crazy?’
“Kendrick, I don’t give a crap if you want to die, but just don’t dirty my hands.” Niamh stared at him, and all of a sudden, her heart rate increased.
She thought that she would be happy to hear that someone who she hated with all that she had wanted to die, but at that moment, she felt strangely uncomfortable.
Seeing that the bloodstain on Kendrick’s white shirt was growing in size, tears suddenly came to her eyes. She felt uncertain and pushed him away anxiously. “Scram, Kendrick, get out of here! Even if you die in front of me, I will never forgive you!”
She pushed him away forcefully, but Kendrick stood firm. She was unable to move him no matter how hard she tried.
“Kendrick, get out! If you don’t leave, I will!”
Niamh rushed toward the door, and just as she passed by him, Kendrick hugged her tightly from behind.
“Nia, don’t go.”
“Let go of me!”
“No, I won’t let go. If I do, you’ll leave and disappear from my life forever.”
Kendrick seemed to be talking to himself. His warm breath warmed Niamh’s ear.
Niamh thought that Kendrick was going a little crazy.
He was holding her so tightly that she could not break free. Through her skin-tight top, she could feel the wet and sticky liquid from his body. It was Kendrick’s blood.
When she thought of that, she felt a sense of fear that she knew she could not ignore.
“Kendrick, let go of me. I promise I won’t leave.”
“You will leave, and you’ll never come back again.” He was acting stubborn and a little childish.
Niamh took a deep breath and said, “I said I won’t leave, so let go of me. Kendrick, if you really love me, you won’t keep upsetting me like this.”
When he heard that, Kendrick seemed to realize something and hurriedly released his grip on Niamh.
He was in the wrong again?
Yes, he was.
He thought of the Niamh who he knew years ago. She had loved him and admired him. She was always silent and never did things that made him unhappy.
What about him?
Crack.
Kendrick regained his senses when he heard the sound of the door opening. He looked over and realized that Niamh had left the room.
He sat down on the chair dejectedly, allowing his blood to flow. It seemed like he had lost his mind. Tears filled his eyes.
‘If you really love someone, you should give her freedom and protect her instead of forcing it on her. Kendrick Waldburg, don’t you get it? Why do you keep making her angry?’
He looked at the door that was wide open and laughed.
‘Nia, if this is what you want, I won’t force my love on you. Do whatever makes you happy and just think of me as a good-for-nothing.’
He closed his eyes and choked on his tears. His tears were overflowing from the corners of his eyes.
He never thought that he was an emotional person, but here he was, tears welling from deep inside as they coursed down his cheeks.
Just as he thought that Niamh had left, he heard footsteps approaching.
Kendrick opened his eyes and through his blurry vision, he saw that Niamh had come back with a first aid kit.
“Nia?” He could not believe it. He had to do a double-take to make sure that it was her.
Kendrick’s heart jumped with joy. He reached out his hand and held Niamh’s warm and soft hand tightly.
“Nia!”
Niamh rolled her eyes and said coldly, “Let go of me or I’ll leave right this minute.”
Kendrick hurriedly let go of his grip on her.
Niamh kept quiet and took out the disinfectant and wound dressing from the first aid kit. She then unbuttoned Kendrick’s shirt.
His well-defined chest presented itself to her. Unlike other men who were more tanned, Kendrick was fair.
This also created a stark contrast between his skin and the blood on his chest, making it look more glaring.
Although the cut was not deep, it was still of concern. Niamh used the disinfectant-soaked cotton to wipe off the blood on his wound. Then, he picked up the sterile gauze dressing and pressed it onto the wound. Lastly, she secured it with sticky tape.
Kendrick kept quiet and just stared at Niamh with a blank expression.
She was very close in proximity. Her gentle and beautiful face was deeply ingrained through the windows of his soul—his eyes.
Her slender eyebrows, her soft lips, and her dainty nose were all perfect.
Kendrick’s gaze became softer and softer. He involuntarily lowered his head slightly as he greedily sniffed the fragrance from her hair.
He thought to himself, ‘How could I ever have hurt such a beautiful woman?’
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.