Resent, Reject, Regret

Resent Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 143

Chapter 143 It’d Be Too Late

Deirdre McKinnon eventually was about to end her miserable life in the most embarrassing and ridiculous way possible

She fell and was just reachable by the hound She sensed that the savage hound was opening its mouth from the odious stench before she passed out

In her fever, Deirdre seemed to be in a dream She dreamt of a puppy wagging its tail, eagerly

approaching her. It should be Bliss because it kept licking at her face Meanwhile, her body temperature dropped

Finally, the rain stopped.

Brendan was standing on a balcony The smoke of a cigarette he stubbed out remained, lingering underneath him. Raising his head, he looked into the hazy sky it was another hour before sunrise

Downstairs.

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strode into the mansion through the gate while brushing the rainwater off himself he saw his colleagues on the sofa. He was startled for a moment

all here

an awkward laugh Reflexively, Sam took a look at the door into Deirdre a foom on the second floor His heart missed a beat when he saw that

pointed at the backyard and whispered. “Talk softer Mr. Brighthall is still furious because of this matter. I’ve no idea how Miss MoCnnon offended Mr. Brighthail. She’s been trawled into the storehouse

breakdown”

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how heavy the downpour was when he rushed here after waking up. Even though he had turned the car’s wipers to the speed, he couldn’t see the road clearly at all. What’s more, the thin metal roofing covering the storehouse was completely

weather, Sam rushed out without

growled softly. “Are you nuts!? Don’t tell me you’re going to take that woman back here? Don’t you know Mr. Brighthall’s temper? Do you dare to disobey him when he said no? Have you

touch me!” Sam freed himself and

Upstairs…

Brendan saw a figure rushing toward

the unconscious Deirdre

face had

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