Resent, Reject, Regret

Chapter 73 It Is Her Fault That You Can’t Dance

“You’re not? Do you think I’m blind? Anyone can see the love bites on your neck!” Madam Brighthall was so furious that she felt dizzy and her head began to throb in waves. She only recovered after a long time and said, “I know that my son is to blame as well. I’ll punish him properly, but you must leave this place immediately! You’re not allowed to have any contact with Brendan from now on!

“As a woman, you should be ashamed of yourself. Hasn’t your mother taught you that it’s wrong to be someone’s mistress? Do you know how much your behavior has

hurt Charlene?”

Deirdre’s eyes reddened with tears abruptly.

Madam Brighthall was the family member that she thought the highest of, other than her own mother. On the other hand, Madam Brighthall had spoken to her with immense coldness and disgust today just to defend Charlene, the most scheming

woman she knew.

eyes stung, and she felt pain

shameless or agreed to be someone’s mistress. She was actually Brendan’s

who you think I am, and I’m not a mistress. Brendan and

lip, her expression appearing panic-stricken. “Forget it, I’ll be fine. I believe that Brendan still loves me and perhaps he has only been infatuated for a short while. He will most. certainly return to me afterward. We should leave. Brendan will

assumed an inferior demeanor, which made anger fill Madam Brighthall’s usually graceful expression. “How is that fine? He’s not even living up to his basic responsibility as a man if he’s keeping a mistress in his house. Is it fine for him to keep mistresses everywhere? Our

will only accept her as my daughter-in-law. Stop embarrassing yourself. Even if you figure out a way

Name your price. How much

heard this

crushing blow that

Madam Brighthall had treated her well back then because