Resent, Reject, Regret

Resent Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 138

Chapter 138 I Killed the Dog.

God. Every part of that cordiality sounded so manufactured and phony. Deirdre was in no mood to play. the game, so she placed the box on a rack next to the door and turned on her heel.

“Miss McKinnon, wait.” Charlene stopped her as she rose from her seat with a smile. “What’s the hurry? Don’t you wanna look around? You know, enjoy the vibe now that you’re here?”

“Not interested,” Deirdre rebutted nonchalantly. She had never been interested in what the affluent upper- class considered haute couture or their glamor. The only reason she had even wanted to be Brendan’s wife was because she had loved him.

Of course, even that had gone away.

“I brought you your necklace,” she stated placidly. “If there’s nothing else you need, excuse me.”

“But there is oneeee thing.” Charlene replied quickly. Her smile deepened. Then, she fished out her phone gracefully and played a video.

a dog

tracks. She could feel her blood boiling

and even though it was near death, that poor thing got its limbs

red. She turned back to face Charlene, her voice shaking as much as her body. “W-W- Where

you take a guess? Guess why I would have a video like this or

in their sockets. She tearfully

was the one who hired the hobo. Now, he’s cuckoo for sure, but he’s not completely out of his senses all the time, okay? So I gave

Charlene’s neck as tears rolled down her cheeks. “How could you?!” she shrieked at the top

if it

ringing sound in her brain. She was blind, and yet in her mind’s eye, she could see

was like a knife slicing through

had died of an illness. And Bliss itself… It had not even gotten to breathe and

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