Resent, Reject, Regret

Chapter 17 He’s Dead, Just as You Wished

“Don’t move! Do you want the entire back of your hand to swell up?” Brendan furrowed his eyebrows, took a step forward, and clutched her wrist.

Deirdre wanted to struggle free, but Brendan immediately said, “Don’t blame me for doing something to you if you insist on moving!”

She was confused, as she had already lost everything she had.

‘What else does he want from me when I already lost my face, the one that looked similar to Charlene’s?’

Brendan clenched his fists tightly and said in a cold, mocking tone, “Deirdre, you should check your reflection in the mirror. Did you really think that I’d still want to bother you? I’m only doing this to find my child. I would like to meet him and introduce him to my family. I promise that I won’t lay eyes on you even once from now on if you hand him over to me!”

“Find your child?” Deirdre felt her entire body shivering.

had heard the child crying despite knowing that he had already turned into mush. He had

shamelessly boasting about finding his child

‘What a… joke!

laughter frantically until her eyes teared up. Brendan furrowed his eyebrows tightly and pinched her chin.

felt grateful that her eyes were blind, as she would have been deeply disgusted had she been able to see his

you can just be frank if you want to torment me. There’s no need to play tricks on me. Could you still have no idea where the

stunned for a moment upon hearing

skip a beat. He said through

you wished! I didn’t even manage to see

he felt as if someone had thrown a wet blanket on him. He now understood the situation but he forced himself to sneer. “Dead? Deirdre, do you really think that I’ll fall for your lowly lies? How can he possibly be dead! I will find him by myself even if you won’t tell me where he

running

to his child, yet there was none. The child had not shown up since Deirdre and Sterling had opened up