Resent, Reject, Regret

Chapter 580 The Man Who Barged In

"Ms. Deirdre, are you truly Mr. Brighthall's wife?" said Joan in a tone full of disbelief and contempt.

Deirdre’s smile froze for a second before she regained her calm expression. "Didn’t you ask this question before? I remember that Brendan answered you truthfully.”

Biting her lip, Joan insisted. “I want to hear the truth!”

‘The truth?" Deirdre smiled. ‘The truth is what you already know. I'm indeed Brendan's wife.”

Deirdre didn't lie. She was indeed Brendan’s wife, even though they would file a divorce in a few days.

"How is it possible?” Joan snarled, her voice shivering, "A woman like you-

"What's wrong with a woman like me?” asked Deirdre. The aura she was emitting at this moment was surprisingly similar to Brendan’s.

Joan was taken aback, but because of her intense unwillingness to reconcile, she said impolitely, "You have neither a good family background nor any capability. What do you have?"

very well educated by my mother. I know I shouldn't belittle others, or be arrogant and self-righteous. Perhaps this is why Brendan has

other words, Deirdre was referring to Joan as not a well-educated, arrogant,

meaning of

continue arguing with Joan. She went into the washroom along the

Joan watched Deirdre enter the washroom, she was so furious that her eyes reddened. From the corner of her eyes, she saw a middle-aged man staggering

stall and paced toward the sink to wash her hands,

loud, she turned her head and saw a burly

squinted." Where did the beauty come from? Why

‘Men's washroom?’

a beat, but when she recalled the washroom structure, she frowned and said, "It's

did drink some alcohol, but I'm not deaf. I clearly

‘That woman?’

that Joan was the one who had set this up for

I was the one who got the wrong