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.

«.

through the gate while brushing the rainwater off himself he saw his colleagues on the sofa. He was startled for a moment and fait somewhat worried. What

you all here

any direct reply and only a bodyguard curled his lips into an awkward laugh Reflexively, Sam took a look at the door into Deirdre a foom on the

Miss MoCnnon offended Mr. Brighthail. She’s been

breakdown”

mum

Even though he had turned the car’s wipers to the

weather, Sam rushed out without

you nuts!? Don’t tell me you’re going to take that woman back here? Don’t you know Mr. Brighthall’s temper? Do

touch me!” Sam freed himself

Upstairs…

Brendan saw a figure rushing toward the

soon as Sam reached the storehouse, he could feel a chill and saw the unconscious Deirdre on the ground

Deirdre’s face had turned

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