Resent, Reject, Regret

Chapter 136 My Necklace Isn’t On Me

Why was he so exasperated to learn this? Because all of this was supposed to belong to him!

Brendan let go of Deirdre at the height of his rage. She thought this meant she could breathe a sigh of relief, but a new force simply knocked her off her footing, causing her to lie on the desk.

She felt his body pressing against hers and then felt his labored breathing.

A chill crawled up her spine. She knew what was about to happen. “No, Brendan! No!” she yelled, struggling.

He acted as though he could not hear her. He grabbed her arms and pinned them to the side, sneering, Why? Isn’t this the point of your existence? Why else do you think I let you live by my side? And you think. you’ll get to live with Sterling one day-ha! Fat f*cking chance!”

His free hand gripped her neck, his eyes wild with frosty rage. He pushed her down on the desk with his weight and did not care one bit about her struggle, protests, or reluctance.

Charlene listened from outside his study. As she clenched her fists, her beautiful features morphed into something twisted.

did not wake up until the

her tailor-made dress and makeup. She was just about to put on her necklace when a thought

dropped the necklace

in a car. The old Brighthall mansion was already packed with guests by that point, and amid the revelry,

see scratch marks on his neck. Deirdre had left

eyes turned cold for a moment. She stepped forward with a smile and greeted

forward and hooked her arm around his. “We

now.”

sheepishly. She took a few steps forward before reeling in realization and shock, her hands frantically searching her neck. “Wait, my necklace! Bren,

a necklace, Lena. Don’t worry.

It means a lot more than just a necklace, and I promised her I’d wear it today. Not doing it just

frowned. “I’ll get Sam to

is too important