Of course, Ryan also spotted the yacht that was heading over. He knew Niamh would ask for help, but he would not allow that to happen.
He quickly turned around and went back to the cabin to control the steering wheel. Then, he drove the yacht to where Niamh was. He wanted to chase up to her and bring her back to the yacht.
However, even though he successfully controlled the wheel, for some reason, he heard some strange noises from the chassis. It was as if something sharp had slashed across it.
Niamh turned around to take a look and she saw Ryan’s yacht speeding toward her.
She increased her speed, but at the end of the day, she would never be faster than a yacht.
However, when she turned around to see the yacht getting closer and closer to her, Niamh accidentally noticed sparks coming from the chassis of the yacht.
Niamh immediately recalled the yacht leaking oil before exploding when she went out to sea with Kendrick last time.
She saw Ryan standing on the deck, his face looking irritable and deeply worried.
Niamh stopped, and because of her natural instinct, she yelled at Ryan, “Get away from the yacht!”
Ryan saw that Niamh had stopped. While he felt surprised, he also felt happy. However, he then heard her yelling this to him.
“Get out of there! Ryan!” Niamh yelled once again, her voice sounding urgent.
Ryan gradually sensed that something was wrong. At this moment, he smelled gasoline.
“Ryan, run!” Niamh increased her voice and reminded.
However, Ryan suddenly calmed down. He looked at Niamh who was in the blue seawater. Her worried face was still as wonderful as the first time he met her.
Her graceful and gentle face remained unchanging as she appeared in front of him with the radiance of the sun.
That year, her face had been red because she was feeling apologetic. She said, “I’m sorry, I only have one dollar with me.”
That voice of hers was like spring water as it glided through his heavy and fidgety heart.
That one dollar helped him achieve his dream.
Ryan smiled suddenly. His gray eyes were reflected with the face of the woman he truly loved and admired. Suddenly, he felt that this was pretty good.
“Eveline,” he yelled at Niamh, “Thank you.”
‘Thank you for appearing in my life and thank you for forgiving me in the end.’
“Ryan, why are you not running? Run!”
Boom!
The yacht exploded all of a sudden. The strong stream of air and heat closed in on Niamh.
“Ah!”
Niamh yelled as she hurriedly covered her face with her hands. However, she could not stop this force.
She was thrown far away. At this moment, she could only feel the heat on her face and the buzzing in her ears. All of the thoughts in her head had been sucked away.
While in a daze, she heard someone yelling and losing their head out of fear. However, she gradually started to lose her consciousness and senses…
After some time, Niamh felt dazzling sunlight in the corners of her eyes. She tried to open her eyes but felt extreme pain spreading on her face and skin.
“Hiss.” Niamh could not help but let out a grunt of pain.
“Sir, I think she’s awake.” She heard the voice of a middle-aged man from beside her.
Even though Niamh did not have her eyes fully open, she could tell that the ‘she’ the man was talking about was her.
Despite being in pain, Niamh still forced herself to open her eyes to see what was going on.
After she opened her heavy eyelids, a fair and flawless face vaguely appeared in front of her dazed eyes. Those black eyes were like stars as they glistened brightly and coldly.
Niamh wanted to get up but could not exert any force. She felt her entire body aching too. It was as if her bones would shatter if she moved.
“It’s best if you don’t move,” the man in front of her said suddenly. His voice was deep and frigid. His refined yet arrogant aura immediately assaulted Niamh’s senses.
“Where am I?” Niamh asked this question challengingly. “I want to go home.”
“Are you sure you can go home like this?” the man asked. His tone was laced with a low chuckle. “Let’s talk about this when you have the strength to get out of bed.”
Niamh frowned and saw the man leaving from the corner of her eyes. However, she did not even have the energy to turn her neck.
She wanted to say something when she heard the middle-aged man say, “Miss, you should stay here and recover. I don’t think you can walk in this state, let alone go home.”
When she heard this, Niamh felt an unknown terror rising from the bottom of her heart.
She thought about what happened before she lost consciousness. The yacht exploded when Ryan was still on the deck. After that, the heat from the explosion caused her to pass out.
It seemed that she was hurt pretty badly.
However, Niamh did not know how bad.
She fell asleep again. While she was groggy, she felt the doctor treating her. She was in pain but did not have the energy to struggle or back away.
In the following three days, Niamh depended on a saline drip for nutrition and strength. She finally had the energy to get out of bed on the fourth day.
Niamh finally realized that she was in an extremely gorgeous and stylish English-styled manor. She could tell that the owner of this place had a high social status from the decoration and renovation of the place.
A maid carefully helped Niamh to the toilet. Niamh thanked her and walked in. However, when she saw herself in the mirror, she felt as if the blood in her body had instantly frozen over.
Niamh widened her eyes. She could not begin to accept that the woman in the mirror was herself.
Her face was wrapped in a heavy layer of gauze. She could not see an inch of her skin aside from her eyes.
Her face…
Niamh felt as if her legs had been injected with lead. They felt so heavy that she could not move an inch.
She lifted her hands and slowly touched her cheek. She could not believe that her face might have been ruined beyond recognition.
“Miss, are you alright?” the young maid next to her asked in concern.
Niamh lowered her trembling hands and turned to look at the maid. “My face…”
She wanted to ask, but after saying those two words, she realized that her voice sounded so hoarse like it was sandpaper dragging across a table.
“Your face was hurt pretty badly. Dr. Lane said that it’ll take a long time to recover but don’t worry, Dr. Lane is an amazing doctor, so you’ll definitely recover.” The maid comforted Niamh gently and kindly.
However, Niamh felt as if she had fallen into an icy lake. The unbearable cold was slowly seeping into her bone marrow.
She felt as if all of her energy had been sucked dry at that instant. Suddenly, her legs weakly gave out under her.
The maid quickly supported her. “Stop overthinking. You’ll get better.”
‘You’ll get better.’
Niamh felt that those three words seemed extremely extravagant now.
When she saw her extremely swollen face through her dazed and teary eyes, she could approximately guess the level of the injury on her face.
“Why don’t you go and rest?” The maid suggested kindly.
Niamh felt like a puppet as she followed the maid back to the bed.
She sat down quietly and lowered her head to look at the ring on the ring finger of her left hand. Then, teardrops fell onto it.
What a lamentable life.
Coincidentally, a woman who looked the same as her had appeared to impersonate her. At the same time, she was disfigured and her voice was so hoarse that she sounded like someone else. Her voice was not as pristine and clear as before.
Niamh chuckled in self-mockery. Then, her negative emotions crashed upon her in an earth- shattering manner. It was suppressing her so much that it was making her difficult to breathe.
Suddenly, a fair and beautiful hand appeared in the blurry vision of her tearful eyes. The hand was also holding an English-styled handkerchief with black and white patterns.
“You’d better stop your tears if you don’t want the injuries on your face to get more serious.” The man’s alluring and elegant voice sounded from the top of her head.
Niamh paused and slowly lifted her heavy head.
The figure and face slowly became clearer through her teary eyes. Then, Niamh remembered the man she saw while she was still groggy a few days ago.
The man threw the handkerchief on her thigh when he noticed that Niamh was lost in thoughts with her eyes on him. Then, he placed both of his hands into his pockets and turned around carefreely.
Niamh watched blankly as the man turned around. He was wearing a cream-colored casual outfit while his clean and tall figure made him look extraordinary.
The sunlight from the middle of autumn landed on his body. However, it could not get rid of the frigid aura that was coming from his body.
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.