The servants, who were cleaning up the courtyard, could not stop him in time. Kendrick rushed into the house like a whirlwind.
Ryan had just come back from the hospital after changing the dressings on his wound. Before he could take a seat, Kendrick appeared before him.
Mrs. Jones recognized Kendrick at first sight. She had not forgotten how he almost snapped her wrist in half just to protect Eveline Montgomery that day.
“It’s you? Why are you here? How dare you enter our house?”
Braving herself against him, Mrs. Jones questioned him cynically.
“I know you’re from the Waldburg family. You’ve been given the title of the prince of the wealthiest family in Glendale. Hmph! A person like you going around snatching someone else’s wife, don’t you have any shame?” she asked.
Once she stopped talking, she sensed a gust of chilly air blowing against her.
Kendrick stared at Mrs. Jones coldly. His gaze then fell on Ryan. “If you don’t want your family to get involved, stay as far from her as possible.”
Once Mrs. Jones heard what he said, she knew that he was referring to her.
She wanted to say something, but Ryan stopped her at once. “Mom, go back to your room,” he said.
“Rye, don’t forget that you’re Eveline’s husband!” Mrs. Jones reminded him. “Don’t give a damn about the son of Glendale’s wealthiest family. Do you think the Jones family is afraid of him?” she asked.
Kendrick gazed at her coldly. “It’d be best if you aren’t afraid,” he said.
“…” His harsh gaze frightened her, and she did not dare to say anything else.
“Go to your room at once,” Ryan told her.
Mrs. Jones did not say anything more. She turned around and made her way upstairs immediately.
However, she detected a sense of aggressiveness in Kendrick. It seemed like he was here to find trouble with Ryan. She walked to the stairwell of the second floor and watched the events unfolding in the living room.
Once she turned around, Kendrick threw an envelope at Ryan.
About ten photographs fell out of the envelope. They fluttered in the air before scattering on the ground.
“Ryan, have a good look at your masterpiece,” he announced.
The tone of Kendrick’s voice was beyond frigid. He raised his slender brows, a hateful gaze in his eyes.
“Are you going to tell me that this is just a misunderstanding?” he asked.
Ryan looked at the photographs scattered by his feet. He picked up one of the photographs and lowered his eyes to take a look at it.
Niamh’s shoulders were bare in the photograph. She appeared to be passed out and lying on the same bed as Ryan.
After looking at the photographs, Ryan frowned. “I should’ve guessed that someone would’ve taken photos like this and given them to you. Kendrick, don’t blame Eveline. She doesn’t know anything,” he said.
After listening to Ryan’s nonchalant words, Kendrick rushed in front of him and grabbed his collar in a fit of rage.
“Ryan, don’t put up an act in front of me. Nia may not know, but I do.” He growled. His stare was harsh and icy, piercing through the calm expression on Ryan’s face. “What did you do to her?” he asked.
Ryan sighed lightly in exasperation. “You’ve seen the photos. Anything that shouldn’t have happened has already happened,” he said.
Upon listening to his response, Kendrick’s eyes were set ablaze in rage. Unable to control himself, he threw a punch at Ryan’s face.
Ryan did not avoid the blow, and a stream of blood flowed down the corner of his mouth.
Upon catching sight of the scene unfolding before her, Mrs. Jones came down the stairs at once. “Kendrick Waldburg, what are you doing?! Why did you hit him?!” she yelled.
She rushed to Ryan’s side in a hurry. Catching sight of photographs scattered on the ground, she picked up a few of them and took a glance. She instantly understood the reason why Kendrick was in a fit of rage.
Mrs. Jones continued reprimanding him in a steady tone, “Kendrick Waldburg, what are your intentions for bringing these photographs over here? Rye and Eveline are a married couple. They can do whatever they want together. It’s none of your business. How dare you come over here to scold Rye?”
Mrs. Jones threw the photographs onto the coffee table. “Mr. Waldburg, get it clear. Eveline Montgomery is your ex-wife. She’s now Rye’s wife. She’s the daughter-in-law of the Jones family! Apologize to Rye at once. If you don’t apologize, I’ll tell the reporters that the prince of Glendale is out here snatching someone else’s wife!” she yelled.
Kendrick finished listening to her threats calmly. He then laughed.
“Why do I have to apologize to a fake *sshole who snatched my wife away and is now pretending to be all high and mighty?” he questioned.
“…” Mrs. Jones was in a state of stupor. “What nonsense is this?” she asked.
“Is it really nonsense?” Kendrick snickered. “Ryan, tell your mother. Am I spewing nonsense?”
Ryan wiped away the blood on the corner of his lips. “Kendrick Waldburg, let’s not involve our family in this matter.”
Kendrick’s gaze hardened. “Now you’re saying that family shouldn’t be involved, but it’s already too late,” he said.
He suddenly pulled out a pistol from his waistcoat and pressed it against Ryan’s heart in an act of bravado.
“W-What are you doing?!” Mrs. Jones shrieked immediately, her face turning pale from fear.
Kendrick ignored Mrs. Jones and loaded the bullets with practiced ease before hooking his slender finger on the trigger. “Did you think that with Yorick dead, you’d have nothing to fear anymore, Ryan?”
A ripple finally flashed through Ryan’s elegant expression at the mention of Yorick Johnson.
Kendrick’s sharp gaze caught the slight shift in the man’s expression, and he pressed the muzzle against Ryan’s heart. “You sure are good at hiding it.”
Ryan looked confused as if he did not understand what Kendrick was talking about.
He shot back, “Don’t you think that something’s wrong with you, Kendrick? It seems like not only did the poison change your appearance, but it’s messing with your thoughts as well.”
Kendrick’s gaze darkened. “You’re right. My thoughts are messed up, and these messed up thoughts of mine are telling me that I want you gone.”
His slender fingers curled around the trigger.
Ryan was about to raise his hand to stop Kendrick when Niamh’s figure flashed in his peripheral vision.
“Don’t do it! Kendrick!”
Niamh dashed over to stop him, grabbing Kendrick’s hand and pushing the muzzle away from Ryan’s body.
Kendrick did not expect Niamh to appear. His heart felt as if it was being filled with cotton, suffocating him as he watched her stand in front of Ryan like she was afraid that Ryan would be hurt.
He gripped the gun, his finger pulling around the corner of the trigger.
Niamh had rushed over after receiving a call from Mrs. Jones and was met with such a sight upon entering the door. She had no idea why Kendrick was furious, and from the corner of her eyes, she saw the photographs on the ground.
She had merely taken a quick sweeping look at them when her heart began to race.
She quickly picked a few of them up to take a closer look, her mind buzzing. She could completely understand why Kendrick looked like he wanted to kill somebody.
Niamh balled the photographs in her clenched fists.
She finally understood why someone wanted her to sleep with Ryan.
Her chest tightened, and she did not dare to meet Kendrick’s gaze at all.
Looking at the brown envelope, it dawned on Niamh that Kendrick must have been in his office when he saw those photographs. That was why his expression had been so cold and dark.
“What are you doing just standing there, Eveline? Your ex-husband just hit Rye. Are you not going to do anything at all?” Mrs. Jones’ voice broke the silence around them.
Niamh glanced at Ryan. “Take care of yourself.”
Then, she went up to grab Kendrick’s hand. “Let’s go, Kendrick.”
“What are you doing, Eveline? You’re just going to leave Rye here and walk away with your ex- husband?” Mrs. Jones was displeased but did not dare walk up to stop them.
She was afraid of Kendrick, and more importantly, she was terrified of the gun in his hand.
“Just stop, Mom.” Ryan looked at Niamh. “Go, Eveline.”
Despite being pulled along by Niamh, Kendrick turned back to look at Ryan and raised his gun again. He then pulled the trigger without hesitation.
Bang!
The vase behind Ryan instantly shattered.
“Ah!” Mrs. Jones screamed.
Niamh turned to look at the man oozing with fury. He was warning Ryan, “This is only the beginning.”
Kendrick spat out those words and pulled his hand away from Niamh’s grasp before he strode out the door.
“Kendrick.” Niamh chased after him.
Kendrick’s footsteps halted at Niamh’s voice for a quick moment before he continued forward.
Watching him drive away, Niamh decided to drive and follow after him.
Kendrick finally stopped his car after arriving at the seaside where they first met years ago.
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