Resent, Reject, Regret

Chapter 615 You Owe Us an Explanation

No one knew how long it had passed. When everything ended, Brendan draped his clothes over Deirdre.

Deirdre curled herself up silently like a frozen shrimp, trying her very best to keep herself as far away as possible from Brendan.

Brendan lit a cigarette, but he snubbed it out the next second. "I told you. You're going to regret it."

Deirdre remained silent, her body shaking.

Brendan heaved out a sigh and opened the door. "I need to go do something.”

He got out of the car and turned around. Deirdre still remained motionless. After he closed the door, she bit her lips tightly, and tears streamed down her face.

Deirdre had done something terribly wrong. She felt she was the most loathful person in the world. When she thought of Kyran, she felt so much pain that it felt like someone was pulling her heart out of her chest.

However, she could not blame anyone, not even Brendan, for what had happened. After all, she was the one who had asked for it.

Her head was swimming. While wiping the tears off her face, she heard someone screaming loudly and cracking noises outside.

and groped around with her hands until she found the car door handle. When she opened the door and came

It was Fionn.

turned

heard some noises. Did something

Kings Manse, so the noise could only come from the

Manse and said, "I don't

continued. "I assume that Mr. Brighthall

would go beat Declan up, so she wanted to

struck her just as she took a step forward. She took a few deep breaths to suppress the pain and grabbed Brendan's shirt

Fionn called out to her, "You

sure Brendan will make things

Brendan beat up Declan. She mustn't

Deirdre got out of the car and headed straight into the mansion. Using her memory to guide her, she soon found her way to the living

in the air. As if he was going to kill the man,

Sr. snarled," Brendan! Have you gone out of your mind!? How could you beat up Cillian? Do you want to make the Kings your enemies? This isn't Neve. You can’t

‘Cillian?’