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.

the car door handle. When she opened the door and came out, someone walked up to her and said, "Miss McKinnon, Mr. Brighthall said that you can't

It was Fionn.

around her body while Fionn turned his

Did something happen

car was stopped in front of Kings Manse, so the

toward Kings Manse and said, "I

assume

was stunned. She was worried that Brendan would go

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

McKinnon?" Fionn called out to her, "You can’t get out of

sure Brendan will make

up Declan. She mustn't let

anything, 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 room. However, the living room was a

thing that welcomed Deirdre when she stepped into the mansion was the cries of pain of a man and the thick stench of blood in the air. As if he was going to kill the man, Brendan raised his fist and smashed it into the face of the

was about to shout to ask him to stop, Mr. King Sr. snarled," Brendan! Have you gone out of your mind!? How could you beat

‘Cillian?’