Resent, Reject, Regret

Chapter 11 That’s Not Her

it clearly because he was standing far away but he looked toward the backyard subconsciously and saw a figure. Brendan was stunned. ‘Deirdre? That can’t be right!’ He denied the thought at once. ‘She’s not here. She already escaped to another country with the child a long time ago. ‘Besides, she is supposed to come and see me if she is back. Why would she be at this small clinic?’ “What’s going on with you, Brendan?” Brendan collected his thoughts, but Deirdre’s name was deeply ingrained into his mind and he was having trouble stopping himself from thinking about it. “I’m fine.” A moment later, his tightly-clenched fist relaxed. “Let’s head inside.” Sterling checked Charlene’s vital signs before he scribbled a prescription for medication and told her to take some precautionary steps. Brendan was seated in an area not far away, fiddling with the Coral Bells potted plant placed at a corner.  The potted plant looked rather familiar to him. He remembered that when the woman had married him, she had not been fond of being outside. It was as if her biggest hobby was to spend all day pruning and fiddling with the Coral Bells in the living room. She would chuckle and say, “Brendan, do you know what Coral Bells symbolize? They symbolize a bright future because they can bloom with the most beautiful colors on the coldest days. Do you think that our relationship will be the same?” “The potted plant.”