Resent, Reject, Regret

Resent Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 141

Chapter 141 Too Late to Be Scared Now

Deirdre returned to her room in the mansion and sat on the edge of her bed in a dissociative trance.

Minutes crawled, possibly hours. She had no idea how long it took until she finally felt sleep catching up to her. She lay down.

Then, suddenly, her door swung open from a kick. Brendan lurched like a mad beast and pinned her wrists. against the floor. The air chilled, but Deirdre could almost feel frost coming from the man’s eyes furiously scanning her face.

“Didn’t even lose a sleep over the sh*t you do, did you?” Brendan bellowed, his rage-powered might crushing her shoulders.

“That f*cking injury on Lena’s neck! Nothing could make it go away, and everyone saw it, McKinnon! They were talking about it behind her back and among themselves during her own party all because of the stupid sh*t you did! She wouldn’t even come home after the party! That’s how humiliated you made her feel, you black-hearted b*tch! Do you even know how to f*cking stop!?”

Pain flared like wildfire across her shoulders, and Deirdre’s face went white from the ordeal. Brendan sounded so furious it was as if he was going to hurl her from the balcony right there and then.

What a joke. Deirdre had retreated into a state of inactivity ages ago, but Charlene was the one who did not know how to stop. She could not even spare a literal dog.

stop? See if she agrees to it?” Deirdre shot back. “Honestly, how could a docile

only reason Lena didn’t hit you back. was

and whimpers Bliss made. and how Charlene had gleefully recorded it just so Deirdre could

Brendan… Your judgment

I kept deluding myself into giving a sociopath like you more chances than you ever deserve! You are a vile, low, and wretched *sshole. You will never know how to

lessons!”

wrist and began to trawl her out of the

bare feet registering the cold hard

as they barged into the living room, and Deirdre grew alarmed. “W-What are you

her a

backyard, where a crowded storehouse stood. It was an oft- ignored building that

swung her inside. She fell, her hands bruised from pressing against the ground. The pain

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