Resent, Reject, Regret

Chapter 641

Chapter 641 You Suspect Me?

It was by no means serious, but external wounds were usually the most painful type of injuries anyone could suffer.

Even a little brush on a gash could make one think a sharp, thin blade was peeling their skin.

Brendan took a deep breath to calm himself before finishing the entire glass of water.

Deirdre placed the glass back on the table.

He took another gulp of breath before stating, "The phone’s in the drawer near the headboard."

Deirdre felt her way to the cabinet near the bed and pulled the drawer out.

The phone was where he said it would be—a revelation that surprised her since she had not expected him to make it so easy.

Then her surprise faded immediately into the same stony face she had reserved for him since the beginning.

"Seems like there’s no more reason for me to be here.

Goodbye."

her heels and started toward

"Deirdre."

out almost like

but did not spare him

Brendan sneered.

you be glad...if I die...today?’

for a second before

Brendan Brighthall, known absolute egotist, allowing himself to die here? Ha! This was just another one of his self-directed poor-quality dramas to

Frost covered her eyes.

give a damn.I’m not gonna feel happy or sad because you're dead because you don’t even mean a thing to me.As long

to cough and gave her an unfathomable

explain myself...not even I tell you I didn’t abandon you there

you going to defend

beet red from the sheer rage accumulating in her

had not, even once, apologized

see her as the same moron from four years ago who would come rushing back to him just because he said one or two nice things? Shaking

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