Resent, Reject, Regret

Resent Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 71

Chapter 71 Don’t Regret This

‘This is preposterous.’

In the past, she would most certainly have been overjoyed if the man had talked about their future. However, she found it amusing now and nothing else.

Brendan’s gaze dimmed little by little and turned icy. He did not look away from Deirdre’s face for even the slightest bit, but the warmth in his expression had vanished into nothingness at that very moment.

“Will you die if you don’t meet Ophelia?” he said mockingly.

Deirdre paused for a moment and said confidently, “Yes, I will die if I don’t meet my mother.”

Brendan’s grip tightened abruptly and he swept her away from his thigh in a rage.

Deirdre lost her balance and landed on the carpeted floor. She did not find it unusual despite being surprised, as it had already been a long time since Brendan had experienced any mood swings.

Noticing that Brendan was about to leave, she did not care about the pain anymore. Instead, she got up in a haste and said, “Brendan! When will I meet my mother? You made a promise to me!”

than them?!” Brendan suddenly lost his temper and swept everything off the table. “That’s the only reason you called me, right? Do you know that I was heading

furious, as it turned out that her call had disrupted a joyous event between

However…

not help saying shakily, “But I want to meet my mother… Is

chest tighten but was still extremely furious. “It’s not wrong, of course! However,

that, he slammed the door and

body trembled when she heard the

‘Don’t regret this?’

tightly. ‘Why would I regret

destined not to sleep soundly that

just

a few too many drinks during Madam Brighthall’s birthday party

they would end up sleeping together, but Brendan had suddenly gotten

What could it be?

about what the answer could be. She figured that the call had come from Deirdre, as he had been very

a text message that informed her that

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