Resent, Reject, Regret

Chapter 430 Madame Brighthall

Deirdre’s shirt and hair were wet with sweat. The air was cold, and her entire body was shaking with fear.

Even though a door blocked her away from Brendan, she was still assaulted by a wave of coldness that chilled her to the bone. The oppression that came with the man from the moment he was born seemed like an invisible hand that grabbed her by her neck, suffocating her.

Fear and nervousness were all she felt during those few minutes.

After Brendan left, she realized how much she feared this man.

She dropped to the floor as if all energy had left her body. She wrapped her arms around herself and took a few deep breaths until she completely calmed down.

Then, her phone rang again.

She picked it up this time and answered, “Hello.”

There was only the typing sound from the other side of the call. Deirdre came around to her senses and realized it was Kyran.

So did that mean that Kyran was the one who had called her twice?

not know it was her inside the cubicle. He would

and pulling her up from hell with this phone call. Even if he did not say a word

“Kyran? Is that you?”

twice on the

sorry. I was feeling a bit unwell, so I stayed in the restroom for a while longer. Give me another two minutes. I’ll

on the

of the cubicle. She went

the same time, someone

a step back. The man was also stunned and did not dare to enter the restroom. “Isn’t this the male toilet? Or is the toilet in this

‘He isn’t Brendan…’

toilet, but I’m blind, so I

“I see. It’s okay.”

Deirdre put on the mask again. Even though her face was bandaged, it was wet with sweat and caused her a lot of pain. However, her head was

happen right now was to run into Breandan. After all,

private room along the wall. While she

noises from ahead.