Resent, Reject, Regret

Chapter 145 Don’t be Self Righteous

Before the doctor could finish his sentence, he realized who he was speaking to and immediately shut his mouth. However, he had not thought that Brendan didn’t even frown. He merely locked his gaze on the woman lying on the bed.

The doctor was stunned. When Brendan recollected himself, he asked, “When will she wake up?”

“I’m not sure, probably the latest on the second night.”

“Okay.”

After seeing the doctor off, Brendan returned to the room. While looking at the pale face of Deirdre and the beads of sweat dripping from her forehead, he sat at the edge of the bed, feeling complicated.

After a day, Brendan had remained like this.

Deirdre finally woke up from the nightmare. She opened her eyes, short of breath. The moment she sat up, she laughed at herself.

she had now? She

realize through her sixth sense that someone else was

Deirdre asked in a hoarse

been blown by the cool wind for a night at the balcony flashed Deirdre a chilled look. when he heard the name. He strode in and jeered, “You only think about Sam right after waking up. Since when did you have such a good relationship

pale, and her eyes filled with fear. Her response made Brendan unhappy and

would he feel so unhappy when she was the one who had gotten her

something! Are

she slowly said, “There’s

be by

go to work as usual and ignore her even if she were dead, wouldn’t he? The reason he showed up in the room was probably that he happened to be there to

never expect of.” Brendan shot back while his black eyes kept checking on Deirdre’s

night just because he was afraid something might happen to Deirdre. It was until she got up that he felt

frowned and tore off his tie with a hand. Just as he took off his coat, he went up the bed, wrapped his arms around Deirdre’s waist, and brought

visibly tense, and her curves became stiff. She hurriedly said, “B-Brendan, I-I