His pupils contracted as frost clouded his attractive features.
He took a look at the time. His slender finger came to tap at the display on his cell phone as he passed his order.
Locked in the manor, Niamh was deprived of all contact with the outside world. Everything she knew was from the television.
She had no idea what Felipe wanted to do by locking her in here.
It was midnight, and Niamh felt no sign of sleep. Felicity’s words echoed in her mind. She could not help but worry that something would happen to Kendrick.
Niamh spent the entire night sitting on the couch. In a daze, she heard the news report from the television.
Slowly opening her eyes, she realized that she had fallen asleep sometime during the night and it was already seven o’clock the following morning.
Niamh felt her head pound. She had not even gotten a hold of her own emotions when she suddenly heard the female anchor report regretfully, “As of 9 PM last night, a flight to Glendale airport fell into F Country’s waters due to an unknown issue ten minutes after take-off. Of the 112 flight attendants, pilots, and passengers, 111 have been confirmed dead while one is still missing. Investigation shows that the missing passenger is the young master of the number one family, Kendrick Waldburg…”
Niamh’s mind blanked the moment she heard Kendrick’s name.
Niamh was deaf to anything else the female anchor spoke. All she knew was that the flight Kendrick took had fallen into the water and everyone had died while he was still missing.
Missing…
Missing essentially meant that he was dead.
The chance of surviving a plane crash and falling into the water was too small.
Niamh stared blankly at the television screen when she suddenly heard the female anchor claim that a body had been fished out of the water. Through identification, it was believed to be Kendrick Waldburg.
Niamh felt as if she was split in half.
The searing pain of being ripped apart had her body burning with pain.
Kendrick was dead.
The man she prayed day and night would suffer had died.
Niamh held a hand over the burning ache in her heart and shot up, marching toward the door.
She had just gotten to the door when she found Felicity holding her back. “You’re not going anywhere, Eveline Montgomery.”
“Move!” Niamh’s tone was cold and sharp.
Felicity was stunned for two seconds by Niamh’s aura, and by the time she snapped back to reality, she quickly went to hold Niamh back.
“Stand there, Eveline…”
Niamh caught her arm back, interrupting Felicity. She glared coldly at her. “I’m warning you, do not stand in my way.”
“…”
Stunned by Niamh’s aura and with the other flinging her hand, Felicity staggered before falling onto the floor.
Niamh paid Felicity no attention and ran toward the door. Pulling open the gates, she found a limited edition black car parked right in front.
Felipe alighted the car, his expression gentle and soft. However, his eyes no longer held the softness they once did.
“You don’t need to go to the scene. It’s already too late.” He walked toward Niamh. “Kendrick is already dead.”
Niamh’s heart felt as if it was ripped to shreds, and her eyes reddened as she mocked lightly. “You’re elated, aren’t you? Felipe Waldburg, he’s your nephew!”
“He may be my nephew, but even so, that wouldn’t change the fact that accidents happen,” Felipe replied calmly.
Niamh balled her fists. “You killed Lillian, then made Kendrick’s death look like an accident. You’ve opened my eyes, Felipe, but let me promise you, I will uncover the truth about the death of Lillian and her father!”
She forced the sadness down and made her way around Felipe.
“Don’t forget, Eveline. I saved your life.”
“You’re welcome to take my life back if you want. I’m standing right here.”
Niamh stood fearlessly before Felipe’s slowly glowering eyes.
“You have a gun, don’t you? You can shoot me right now with it and take back the life you saved.”
Felipe’s defined brows knotted in the face of Niamh’s sharp gaze. “You know that there’s no way I’d hurt you.”
“Hmph! No way you’d hurt me, huh?” Niamh sneered, “So this is the side of you that you never wanted me to see, Felipe? Too bad, because I’ve seen everything now!”
With that, she turned and left.
Felipe then frowned deeply as he watched Niamh leave.
Felicity slowly walked toward him. “Look at her. She’s certain that Kendrick’s dead.” A greedy spark lit up in her eyes. “So, does this mean that I can…”
Felipe’s cold gaze pierced into her as he interrupted her with a soft voice that seeped with frost, “If you fail again, I’ll send you to hell.”
Felicity gulped. She knew that Felipe would and could do it, for he had no qualms hurting Lillian either.
Niamh rushed toward the funeral parlor only to be told that the body had been claimed, but they did not know by who.
Niamh felt her blood going cold as she remembered saying no when Kendrick asked if he could hug her again before they went their separate ways from the dessert shop.
She regretted not accepting his request.
Would she regret it any less if they had hugged?
‘Is this how we end, Kendrick? Separated by life and death?
‘If that’s so, then why did we even bother each other all these years in the first place?’
Niamh staggered back to the hotel in a daze and stood on the opposite street. Her mind supplied her with the image of Kendrick waiting foolishly by the entrance with a bouquet of baby’s breath in his hand. He must have felt hurt and disappointed. ‘But Kendrick, your Nia’s here now. I want to see you, but perhaps we were never meant to be.’
Niamh stared at the hotel’s entrance, feeling at a loss. Tears suddenly began to fall.
In a moment of stupor, a familiar face flashed in her line of vision. Her eyes widened in disbelief. “Kendrick?”
Shocked, Niamh thought that she was hallucinating.
She quickly wiped away her tears and looked at the entrance of the hotel again with wide eyes, but there was not a familiar face in the crowd before her.
The vision felt real, so Niamh immediately crossed the zebra-crossing and ran toward the spot Kendrick had appeared moments ago. Looking around, she found nothing.
Battered by the chilling wind around her, Niamh felt her heart turn cold again.
Among the boisterous crowd, she felt alone.
‘All I ever wished for during the years of suffering and pain is for us to love simply, Kendrick. It’s such a small wish, yet why can’t it be fulfilled?
‘Are we truly not meant to be?’
Niamh returned dazedly to Glendale, back to their marital villa. Niamh stood there blankly for a moment before she finally stepped inside.
Karen’s face darkened when she set her eyes on Niamh.
She hated Niamh with every bone in her body, especially after she learned from Felicity and Yvonne that Niamh had taken part in her kidnapping. Karen’s distaste for Niamh had only grown since then.
“Why are you back, Niamh? Have you forgotten that you and Kendrick are already divorced?
“I’m telling you, don’t you even dare think about harming my family!
“There’s no way Kendrick will ever marry you again. He’ll never be with a woman like you anymore!”
Niamh wanted to ignore Karen, but the last sentence had struck a nerve.
She snapped around and met Karen with a cold gaze. “You’re right. Kendrick and I will never get the chance to be together again. Are you happy now?”
Karen was stunned for a few seconds by Niamh’s sudden forceful aura before she broke into a sneer. “You’re right, I am happy! Nothing makes me happier than the knowledge that Kendrick will never associate himself with you anymore!”
“Haha.” Niamh laughed while tears fell from the corner of her eyes. “Congratulations, then. He and I will never have the chance to be together anymore because Kendrick’s already dead!”
“…” Karen’s expression darkened. “What… What are you saying? What did you say, Niamh? Kendrick’s dead?”
“Yes, he’s dead! Are you happy now?” Suppressing the searing hurt in her chest, Niamh made her way to the bedroom upstairs.
Karen followed frantically. “Explain yourself, Niamh! You—”
Bang!
Not wanting to waste any of her energy on Karen, Niamh locked the door.
A surge of mixed emotions overwhelmed Niamh as she stood in her and Kendrick’s bedroom.
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.