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."

turned on her heels and started toward the

"Deirdre."

came out almost like

tracks but did not spare him a

Brendan sneered.

glad...if I

for a second before she snapped

himself to die here? Ha! This was just another one of his

Frost covered her eyes.

highly of yourself, Brendan Brighthall.Whether you live or die, I don’t 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 as you’re out of my life,

suppressed his urge to cough and gave her an

me? Not even if I explain myself...not even I tell you I didn’t abandon you there

many times are you going to defend yourself with lies and more lies!? I’m

accumulating in her chest.She had lost it—she

piece of sh*t had not, even

really still see her as the same moron from four years ago who would come rushing back to him just because he said

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