Resent, Reject, Regret

Resent Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 293

Chapter 293 Why Can’t I Let It Go?

“You’re right!” Madam Russel said, nodding as hard as a bobblehead on a bumpy road. She scooped a portion of mashed potatoes and set it on Deirdre’s plate. “Either way, you should eat more! Your body needs it, dear. Give me some time. I’m gonna get a locksmith to break the lock to your courtyard in a few days.”

“Sure.”

Everyone in Brendan Brighthall’s proximity knew a new demon had possessed the man. He had been dedicating himself, headfirst, to his work, almost welcoming the deluge, and had been found spending the nights in his office.

His assistant could not take it anymore. “Mr. Brighthall? You’ve finished reading your paperwork, right? Last I checked, there isn’t anything important or urgent pending your attention, so maybe… Maybe you should go home. Rest up for the day, okay?”

She stopped shy of telling him why she thought it was necessary-the terrible blue-black eyebags and his almost gaunt visage.

Brendan propped his forehead with his palm. As soon as he stopped, fatigue washed over him like a shroud of black fog threatening to blind him. He gave a small nod. “Alright.”

her, shadows of her, trails of her? He would

rational part of his mind knew that if he kept up his workaholic streak,

suit and appointed

moving boxes out of the house across the court. Then, when he got out

He stormed forward, snatched the box away, and shot daggers at the poor young man.” Who the

Charlene walked out of the living room

feigning a few chuckles. “We’re about to be engaged, and I’ll be moving in really soon, aren’t I? So, I thought of tidying the place up for the

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let his fury spill out of him. “Her room doesn’t even

his temperament-it was why it

to return in the late

into my own hands. I worry that you might never be able to move on from Ms. McKinnon’s passing

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