Chapter 72
Niamh hadn't agreed to return to Jamison Manor for Margaret's birthday, which only added to Castiel's frustration. As for the draft, he finally got the outcome he wanted. However, with Niamh making a fuss...
"Lucian!" he suddenly called out to his subordinate.
"Yes. Mr. Jamison, where do you want to go?" Lucian asked.
Since leaving the café, they had been driving in circles with no clear
destination.
Lately, Castiel's mood seemed to grow worse whenever they got close to Maplewood.
Lucian and the driver were eager to drop him off as soon as possible, hoping to get some relief from the constant tension. At the rate things were going, everyone around him might crack under the strain. "To the hospital," Castiel said after a long silence.
Lucian and the driver felt their hearts tighten again. Every time Castiel left the hospital, his mood would take a turn for the worse, and they knew tonight would be no exception. Soon, they arrived, and Lucian followed Castiel closely to the ward.
In the ward, Macy was seated on the bed, her eyes covered by a white. cloth. She looked so vulnerable and pitiful that it drew out a sense of empathy from those who saw her. "You're here," she said. Her voice was gentle and pleasant, providing a sense of comfort.
Castiel was momentarily distracted.
Before he could respond, Macy smiled gently and said, "I acted on impulse
earlier. If she's not willing, then so be it. I don't mind."
She was referring to the matter of having Niamh apologize to her.
Initially, when Castiel visited that day, he learned that Macy wanted Niamh to apologize for hiring those thugs. As Niamh's husband, Castiel agreed without a second thought. However, he didn't anticipate that Niamh would react so drastically. Not only did she refuse to apologize, but she also
remorse and even seeming to give up on him "ed recklessly, showing no
Now that Macy had decided not to pursue it any further, her magnanimity made Castiel feel even more sympathetic toward her.
"May." Castiel took a deep breath. His voice carried a hint of tension.
Hearing Castiel call her by her nickname, Macy's lips curled into a gentle smile, blending perfectly with the white cloth over her eyes. That made her already pitiful appearance seem even more deserving of protection. Her current misery was all Niamh's fault!
Castiel's emotions became increasingly difficult to conceal. "Don't worry. She will face the consequences she deserves!" he reassured. He had spoiled Niamh so much over the years that she had turned into someone completely different. Macy asked, "What kind of consequences? Are you really willing to see her go to prison?"
Castiel was rendered speechless. He found himself gasping for breath. upon hearing that.
He couldn't let Niamh be sent to prison. He simply wouldn't!
After all, it was a decade of feelings! The years he had spent with Niamh had once made him proud. Yet now, it felt incredibly suffocating. Despite ten years together, he had clearly misjudged her.
"I'm sorry," Castiel said, sounding deeply apologetic.
Macy's smile disappeared and was replaced by a look of sorrow. She said,
"I understand you can't bring yourself to punish her. Forget it."Original from NôvelDrama.Org.
Hearing Macy say that, Castiel felt even more strongly that Niamh deserved punishment. In fact, he never imagined she could be so heartless.