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.

arrange a room

courage to delay

through the mirror. She could still

while, she gave herself a ferocious pinch so the marks looked

features and a chiseled

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

Charlene held his

him.

to the man’s lips as

“Deir… Deirdre…”

a long face. She held Brendan’s hands so strongly that

now that she has

extremely disgusted. ‘In that case, don’t blame me for being

brightly-lit white ceiling came into his view as soon as he opened his eyes, and he felt the warmth of another person on his

got up lethargically and found himself looking into Charlene’s

“Are you awake, Brendan? Do you feel better? Should I inform the doctor so he can

and his dark eyes looked around the room. Soon, he furrowed his eyebrows tightly. “Where’s Deirdre? Where is