Resent, Reject, Regret

Chapter 647 You Misunderstood Him

"Dee..."

Glenna’s mouth hung agape in bewilderment. She had never expected someone this gentle and graceful to be so animated by rage and hate.

Deirdre’s eyes were beet red, but she reined herself in as much as possible. "Sorry, that was sudden and impolite, but I'm not sorry for what I meant. Whether Brendan lives or dies has nothing to do with me! Nothing! I won't and will never see him!”

Declan scowled. A long while later, he said, "I understand your rage against Brendan, but why... did you say he abandoned you in Gillian’s hands?"

"What? He didn't do that?’ Deirdre laughed mockingly. "On that day of the abduction, Cillian called him and told him to come to get me. Do you know what he did? He just took the ride all the way back to Neve! The only reason I'm alive is that I raked my head to find anything to help me survive! He didn't care if I lived, so why should I care if he dies?!"

"You think... he didn't care?" Declan sounded thrown off, as if he was on his back foot. He took a few breaths and sighed.

McKinnon, you

Her eyes trembled. "What!?"

hearing the guard say Brendan had returned to Neve in his car. None of that

scurry back to Neve? He didn’t hang up on Gillian’s call telling him to save

Declan admitted.

is there

was biding his time in Neve until everything was okay enough for him to return and save me? Well, that’s even worse! I was captive for a week! Nobody knew if I could live. I could have died,

how hard it had been for her to survive that one week-the lengths she had had to go through just to

turned soft and sympathetic.

you had finally walked out of the nightmare after returning to Eastgene, but I didn't expect

you don't have to be sorry. Nobody would have been able to save me back then. I was just chilled to the bone