Resent, Reject, Regret

Chapter 90 His Enthusiasm Was for Nothing

Deirdre’s entire body was shaking. Sam pinched her lower jaw to pry open her mouth forcefully and prevent her from biting herself until she was severely injured.

“Don’t hurt yourself, Ms. McKinnon. Sir is going to feel sorry for you if he sees this.”

‘Feel sorry?’

Deirdre burst out laughing.

She had assumed that Brendan had perhaps realized his error when he had stood in front of the family mansion. In truth, he had done it so he could torment her more easily.

How could a person like him feel sorry for her?

If he had felt sorry for her, would he have done nothing when her face had been. cruelly destroyed, her child had been aborted, and she had been bullied in prison?

He had been a cold, heartless devil all this time.

Deirdre shut her eyes and felt intense fatigue overpowering her entire body. She had felt like her world was dark for a moment. Now, it felt as if she had found something in the darkness that she’d thought was hope, only to find that her hands were covered in blood. It turned out that she had not found hope but a knife that had been

used to kill her.

a room

was in a weak condition, so Sam did not have the courage to delay anymore and checked Deirdre

handprint marks on her throat through the mirror. She could still feel

but after pondering it for a while, she gave herself a ferocious pinch so the marks looked even more obvious. Then, she returned to

facial features and a chiseled face without a single flaw. Charlene

of a sudden, Brendan’s lips moved as he uttered a bunch of

held his hands tightly and leaned

him.

as she could and heard

“Deir… Deirdre…”

filled with coldness instantly, and she pulled a long face. She held Brendan’s

won’t forget about her even now that she has been reduced to her

that case, don’t

ceiling came into his view as soon as he opened

He got up lethargically and found himself

smile on her face. “Are you awake, Brendan? Do you feel better? Should

around the room. Soon,