Resent, Reject, Regret

Chapter 164 Is The Wedding Coming Soon?

Deirdre was in a daze. They were going to see Brendan’s parents at the old Brighthall mansion?

Well. Their relationship was progressing swimmingly, was it not? Was that why Brendan could not imagine how wicked Charlene really was?

She snickered self-deprecatingly. “Let’s go back to the mansion.”

She doubted that man would skip going to the mansion tonight.

Sam heeded her order, and the car was on its way. Deirdre marched inside when they arrived and took a seat on the living room couch. The long wait began.

The boredom of waiting could be mind-numbing, Sam knew, so he turned the TV on. The first thing that leaped onto the screen were images of Brendan and Charlene shopping for goodies. Then came the speculations of media talking heads and celebrity gossipers.

“The dashing, young CEO of Brighthall Group has been in a very stable relationship with the same young woman for two years, and now, they were caught on a shopping trip together. Is this a sign of a very specific celebration coming up? Maybe the country will be treated to news of their wedding by the end of this year!”

Deirdre froze.

people, right? They ain’t got nothing to do all day other than spew baseless speculations for cheap entertainment. Mr. Brighthall and

She appeared unfazed.” Whether those two

night together just a few hours ago, had they not? So how could she not feel even a pang of sorrow after hearing that the man was moving on with another woman right

the living room for a

felt cold from

excuse himself, though. “Maybe you should rest in

screen unseeingly. A few beats of silence later, she forced a smile. “I’m not sleepy, though. Probably slept too

his throat. Deirdre running away was the least

No.

himself and snuffed the thought out. He was just a subordinate

to remember that.

In that case, excuse me, Miss McKinnon. Have