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.

turned

him, her fingernails digging into her palms as she clenched her fists. tightly. She loathed

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

sight of her sent a shiver down Sam’s spine. So it turned out that

his head was a mess. The sky

Deirdre was not dressed warmly. He shoved away Charlene’s reaching arms abruptly and said, “I’m going to look for Deirdre now. We shall talk about this

in a hurry and ordered Sam to gain access to the surveillance

at the door by herself, her eyes filled

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

This is retribution for my wishful

did I think that I’d be fit to take on Mrs. Brighthall’s

has been taken away cruelly, and even Madam Brighthall, who used to care about me, hates

abruptly and found the pain in her chest unbearable. Her little face

nothing was

her mother stopped her. Would her mother suffer

agony and hardship, would

the thought of her mother’s wrinkly face, Deirdre felt very

shook her head