Resent, Reject, Regret

Chapter 134 I Missed Listening to Her Voice

“Why would we invite her to the party?” Brendan was displeased. “You’re too kind. She deserves to be pitiful because she has only herself to thank for that. Besides, your birthday party is very important. Who’s going to have a good time at your party when the sight of her spoils all the fun?”

“But… Isn’t Ms. McKinnon going to be bored at home all by herself?” She said in a pitiful tone, “I believe that Ms. McKinnon won’t spoil the fun.”

“However, does she deserve to be invited to your birthday party?” Brendan’s dark eyes were tainted with coldness as his eyes were fixed on Deirdre’s face. “Speak for yourself. Do you deserve to attend such a grand event?”

Deirdre’s heart was racing. This was Brendan’s most lethal blow It was not enough that he had humiliated her. He was now forcing her to acknowledge the insult

Deirdre believed that Charlene must be smiling in satisfaction at that very moment. She took a deep breath, suppressed her shaky voice, and answered, I don’t deserve it.”

Brendan said in a mocking tone, “It’s great that you know that. Why haven’t you gone back to your room?” Deirdre shut her eyes and opened them again. She then walked upstairs step by step, feeling pain.

was closed, she heard Charlene say pretentiously. “Don’t do that, Brendan. Ms. McKinnon is already

her birthday was one day before Charlene’s. It was today. The more celebrated Charlene’s birthday was, the

one remembered her real

Her mother was still living under Brendan’s control, and she wondered if her mother’s illness had been cured or if her mother missed her. She

voices outside to quiet down before she opened

knocked on the door and opened it when she heard the words ‘come

and surprised by the sight of

shakily, mustering the courage to say, “It’s

no idea, or one could say that he had never cared about that. Soon, his astonishment was replaced by contempt. “So? Don’t tell me you would like your birthday to be celebrated with a party too. You know better than

discrimination and could not be bothered to frown even in the slightest. I don’t. I just… I just want to talk to my mother. She

without any hesitation with a dark gaze.