Resent, Reject, Regret

Chapter 75 She Had Already Lost Everything She Had

Madam Brighthall was stunned for a moment before she said furiously, “Where is she? She’s gone, of course! This is the house you share with Charlene. Why would a nobody like her show up at the villa? She left a long time ago!”

“Left?” Brendan’s pupils constricted. “She can’t see! How could you just let her leave like that!”

Madam Brighthall had been blinded by rage at the time. Now that she realized what she had done, she felt guilty but she still said stubbornly, “So what if she can’t see? She’s not a fool. She’s a grown woman. Can’t she make a call herself or borrow a phone from someone else to call her family or friends after leaving this place?”

Brendan felt his head spinning and his heart racing.

Family or friends? How could Deirdre still have any family or friends?

Her mother was dead, and the only person she could depend on was Madam Brighhall, who had spoken to her harshly. As for Sterling, she had already been forced to break ties with him thanks to Brendan. She would rather be homeless and starve to death out there than reach out to Sterling given her unyielding character…

Hence, she had already lost everything she had. As a blind person, she had an even lower chance of survival than a dog.

“You should go home. I’m going to look for her! I’ll explain this to you later!”

Brendan suppressed the fear he felt in his chest and walked away in a rush.

face turned pale.

she clenched

to stop your mother, but she insisted on kicking out Ms. McKinnon.” Her eyes were red with tears, and she was about to cry. “Your mother is unwell, and I didn’t have the courage to oppose her strongly, so I could only watch helplessly as Ms. McKinnon left. Afterward,

a shiver down Sam’s spine. So it turned out that the gentle, magnanimous Charlene was actually a

his head was a

reaching arms abruptly and said, “I’m going to look for Deirdre now. We shall talk

Sam

now standing at the door by

the path step by step, following the wall. She could hear the sound of congested traffic and the roads around

is retribution. This is retribution

I think that I’d be fit to take on Mrs. Brighthall’s position, and why did I

taken away cruelly, and even Madam Brighthall,

the pain in her chest unbearable.

was

up on life so badly, but her mother stopped her. Would her mother suffer more if she were to die and leave

agony and hardship, would she be able

wrinkly face, Deirdre felt very unwilling to give up on life. She really

her head