Resent, Reject, Regret

Chapter 217 Both of Us Will Die if You Do This

Brendan could only drive at a slower speed, yet Deirdre had already lost consciousness. Her face went from purplish green to burning hot, and she was chanting Ophelia’s name in her unconscious state.

Even when she was at her lowest, the first thing on Deirdre’s mind was still Ophelia.

Brendan could not bring himself to feel jealous because Ophelia was everything to Deirdre.

He could only clench his teeth and comfort her by saying, “Hold on, Deirdre. You will only meet Ophelia if you’re conscious. It has already been more than a year since you last met her. Don’t you want to live a good life? You have to get through this even if you’re only doing this for her!”

However, everything went south from then on. The car engine died.

The hailstorm did not cease even after the car died halfway through the journey. Brendan removed his jacket and wrapped it around Deirdre’s body He got out of the car and carried her in his arms as he ran into the rain without any hesitation

However, Brendan felt as if his legs were enshrouded in ice due to the harsh weather. The more he walked, the heavier, more painful, and stiffer his legs felt, yet the bottom of his feet felt light.

If this continued, he would fall and he and Deirdre would die together on that fatal rainy night.

“Bren… Brendan…”

chaos and said from under the jacket, “Go back…. You’ll be able to get through this in the car at the very

content and extremely calm at that

good care of my mother. This is my… only

and his thin lips were trembling. “I want you to live!

his throat. Brendan realized that the

Deirdre’s wish. On the other hand, he still could not muster the courage to tell Deirdre the truth at this

is your mother, and if you care about her, brace yourself and get through this to survive! Live

sounded like he was

gaze but she did not have any strength to

here, and

could feel the bumpy terrain of the journey. She leaned her head close to Brendan’s chest and felt his blazing heat and intense heartbeat. She shut her

felt a bitter taste in her mouth. She could not figure out what

the death of our child anymore. I am the one who clung obstinately to my course by insisting to keep a child

won’t do it again. I don’t have the courage to