Chapter 578 The Daughter of The Woods

Let alone if someone like her fell into Laura’s position, Deirdre might not survive at all.

At that moment, she felt fortunate to have Kyran.

"What do you want to say next?” Brendan knew her words had implicit meaning and sneered. “When you married me, at least before that incident, I never made you feel wronged for a moment.”

"Yes." Deirdre smiled wryly.

Brendan had never let her feel wronged in front of outsiders. Not only that, but he always looked like a good husband, and even Madame Brighthall loved her very much.

Everything was good when it came to marrying him, except that Brendan didn't love her.

"Is there any snack here? I’m quite hungry." She changed the subject appropriately. Her stomach was indeed empty.

a corner. At that moment, someone came up to greet

been a long while since we last met. I thought that I would be lucky enough to see

When he looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, he got a little impression that he was from

heard that they've been preparing a lot for this party. And I received the invitation, so I just came to join in the

Wood nodded smilingly. Then, he beckoned a woman and introduced her, "This is Joan, my

glanced at Brendan, blushed, and lowered her head. "Mr. Brighthall... good to see

way normally. She must have been embarrassed to speak up when she saw you. I also heard from Joan that

slightly. "I don't know. It was too long ago. And it was just a trivial matter, so I've already forgotten about

heard Brendan. “It was your birthday when you first became an adult. When you went out to smoke, you happened to meet me while I was being bullied. You protected me and told me that I had to learn how to say no. Have you

believed that if Brendan was to say that

at Joan's face for a moment and said, "My memory has never been very good. Deirdre, do you

suddenly turned to her, Deirdre was momentarily stunned before realizing he would use her

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