Resent, Reject, Regret

Chapter 230 You Are Angry

Madame Brighthall shot Deirdre a frigid glare. “A woman like her must be kept at home. Don’t even think about taking her out again.”

Following that, Madame Brighthall no longer felt like shopping and left with Charlene.

Deirdre’s gaze remained blank. She thought she was shameless herself, but Madame Brighthall accusing her of being the ‘third party’ and ‘that kind of woman had destroyed her accumulated willpower. “Deirdre, are you alright?” Brendan caressed her face. Deirdre furrowed her brows tightly while her forehead was sweating. She was in a daze, and Brendan didn’t know what she was thinking.

“I’m fine.” Deirdre recovered from her daze and avoided Brendan’s hand.

Brendan missed his target and felt that something was missing When he realized what it was, he clasped Deirdre’s wrist. “Are you angry? You should be aware of the matter between Charlene and my mother. My mother misunderstood that you’re the third party, so it’s normal that her harsh words made you feel bad. Don’t take it to heart-”

“I’m not,” Deirdre calmly replied with downcast eyes. “I’m not feeling uncomfortable because of Madame Brighthall’s harsh words.”

is it then?” Brendan

slowly closed her eyes. “Let’s go back. I’m

the door to her room and lay on the

fact, she had been calmed down further by Madame Brighthall’s words. Yes, a woman like her could

wearily, but when she thought about

enough to continue acting as a mistress provided Ophelia was still alive. She didn’t have to

at midnight. She felt warmth even though she could recall that she hadn’t turned on the heating system in

she couldn’t wait. The moment she put on her clothes

Brendan simply dropped the cigarette butt on the floor,

feet. She came to her senses and raised her eyes after she stepped

Brendan admitted it and dispersed the smoke from his mouth. “I want to talk to you. But because you