Resent, Reject, Regret

Chapter 607

Chapter 607 She Remembers How Much He Hurt Her

Deirdre remembered. She remembered all of them, and now she returned every single insult he had hurled at her back at him.

Brendan had never, in his life, felt more stung by karma. All of the sh*tty things he had said in the past came back to stab him in his chest, drawing blood.

He opened his mouth. "I..."

Nothing remotely good came out. In the end, he clenched his hands and ended pathetically, "If that's what you think, so be it."

Explaining himself ceased to be meaningful. He could sense an unprecedented deluge of disgust and hatred from Deirdre. It was

like a vortex sucking in any remnant of his strength, and suddenly, he found himself too feeble to say anything more.

"So be it?" Deirdre lowered her head. Something seemed to flicker in her eyes. She exhaled a long breath. “Good.”

The room was drowned in frosty silence.

After some time, Brendan spoke.

the number, and someone will call

“Thank you.”

the lobby, but before she could say anything, one staff member called, "Miss McKinnon? Are you here to make

She nodded. “Is

right ahead and break a leg. Tell me the number, and I'll

a minute. "Hey. If I tell you... will you report

no reason to ask such a thing. She would not be able to stop them if they decided to toss Brendan a clue anyway. To her relief, the

“Ah. Thanks."

a string of numbers while the staff punched them in before passing it to her. She placed it near her ear and listened

was on pins and

her emotions from pouring out of her lungs as she

"Dee, is that you?"

was unexpectedly low and growly. In fact, she almost could not make out his words. She paused and asked, "God, what's wrong with your

puffs of strong cigarettes to change his voice since he had forgotten to bring his

under the weather. I didn't get enough rest, so I sound kind of tired.

And then worry crept in

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