Resent, Reject, Regret

Chapter 50 I Am Her Husband

Charlene was still in a wheelchair. Her eyes reddened, as she felt the injustice of it all. “Brendan, you want me to donate my blood to Ms. McKinnon? You should know that I haven’t recovered yet…”

“When she was pregnant, she still donated her blood to you, didn’t she?” Brendan stopped Charlene from objecting. “She must not die! i’ll tell the nurse to be careful when taking your blood so she doesn’t hurt you.”

Brendan’s remark was akin to him telling Charlene that she couldn’t refuse.

Charlene looked gloomy and scratched the leather cover on the wheelchair with her fingernails so hard that she almost tore it. She forced a smile and said, “Well, the life of Ms. McKinnon is a human life after all. As long as she can survive, it doesn’t matter if I die, let alone donate my blood.”

As soon as she finished her sentence, the nurse appeared in a hurry again. “Is the blood donor here? And who’s the patient’s next of kin? I need a signature for the emergency medical consent form!”

“I am!” Brendan strode forward and said while pursing his lips, “I’m her husband!”

‘Husband?’ Charlene grasped her hands and clenched her

teeth in anger. ‘What does Brendan mean? If he’s Deirdre’s husband, who am I to him?

building? Why would Brendan be so anxious to get me here in the middle of night to donate blood to that bastard?’ Charlene felt rage and fear simultaneously. Even though she had disfigured Deirdre’s face and told her to shut up, she still

Meanwhile, Brendan sat stiffly in his seat

still covered in blood. He could still somewhat feel Deirdre’s

she jump off a building? How could she be so decisive about leaving? Just for

filled Brendan’s

“Buzz…”

to pay attention to it, but when he saw the caller ID, he couldn’t help grasping it

rang out when Brendan pressed the answer button.

eyes, she

‘What?’

frowned slightly. “Are

all

did she

other end of the line before

however, Brendan had reacted with disdain and sarcasticness