Resent, Reject, Regret

Chapter 241 That Woman Is Not Ophelia

Charlene tutted repeatedly. “Deirdre, do you think that the woman who talked and laughed with you was really Ophelia? Why are you so naive that you would believe it’s true when Brendan just hired someone casually to portray her?

“Would the real Ophelia be so much taller than you, so young, and shop for clothing with you like an ordinary person? Besides, you couldn’t see her face because you’re blind. Don’t be a fool. The woman takes care of her complexion very well, and not even a trace of wrinkles can be found on her face. Could you not have noticed it when you touched her with your hands? It would be utterly impossible for a woman like her to be the mother who lived in the slums and endured hardships with you!”

“Shut up!” Deirdre widened her eyes in shock and felt a heavy weight bearing down on her chest. It felt suffocating.

‘What?

‘What is Charlene talking about?

‘Is the woman who was talking and laughing with me earlier not… Ophelia? Is she not the mother who raised me?

‘How can that be possible… We were still chatting and laughing along the way, and our relationship was as close as ever. There is nothing unusual about her, so how can she be a stranger?‘

mother is still alive and well, so how can she possibly be dead? You’re only trying

the chance to do that

you’d rather trust Brendan than me. Have you forgotten that the person who got you

went

who got you into

she felt as if all her internal organs were

That Woman &

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have a lot of ways to verify what I just told you. If you don’t have eyes to see, you have hands and a mouth

Charlene shut her mouth at

be meaningless for her to continue lingering around. She

suspicious.

that Charlene walked away, Maeve walked out of the

the clothes on her body, looking puzzled by Deirdre’s lack