Resent, Reject, Regret

Chapter 98 No Other Way to Explain

“Show your hands.”

Brendan stood in front of the window, his flawless face radiating coldness at that very moment. He was even speaking in a tone deprived of its prior gentleness.

“What…. What happened?” Charlene stretched out her hands with a forced chuckle.” What happened… Why are you being so serious? You’re making me nervous.”

Brendan examined her nails. It had only been two days since the incident, so her nails had yet to grow much. They had been manicured into a stiletto shape, making them pointy in the middle. If she were to dig her nails hard into someone’s flesh, it would be considered merciful for the victim to experience puncture wounds and not. lose chunks of flesh.

“Did you do something to your nails?” asked Brendan with narrowed eyes.

“Huh?” Charlene pulled back her hands with a guilty conscience. “I’m not really sure. I got a fresh manicure two days ago. Perhaps they have been polished a little?”

“Did you cause the injury on Deirdre’s hands?”

drained from Charlene’s face, and her heart began racing. She had not. expected that Brendan would bring up an incident

immediately calmed herself and said with feigned anxiety,”

moment. Soon, her eyes reddened with tears. “Bren… Why are you looking at me like this? You

wounds punctured by nails, and the injury happened on the 19th. On

suspecting me of hurting Ms. McKinnon? You think that I punctured her hands

in the past, but the answer was

“Apologize to her.”

If I really did hurt Ms. McKinnon at the time, why didn’t she mention it?

that Ms. McKinnon is the one who told you, right? You feel so sorry enough for her

woman on the bed. She had not expected that she would actually bow to

She hated it.

why you’re putting all the blame on me, Ms. McKinnon. However, I

had an emotional breakdown and ran

but apart from her calmness, she was slightly astonished. She had not