Resent, Reject, Regret

Chapter 693 I Would Like to Talk to You for a Moment

Charlene was caught by surprise when a hand clutched her arm and pulled her hands out from behind her forcefully, revealing the phone.

Brendan’s pupils constricted abruptly. He snatched the phone from her hand and brought up the call history to find Deirdre’s countless missed calls and the incoming call that had lasted one and a half minutes. His face turned pale instantly.

Charlene tucked a strand of hair behind her ear without a modicum of guilt, and she was even smiling when she said, “Brendan, I feel that it would be best for a man not to be too crude. What do you think?”

Brendan glared at her. “Have you lost your mind?”

At the thought of how Deirdre could have possibly heard Charlene’s voice, he felt an overwhelming feeling in his chest, and he looked like he wanted to murder someone.

Charlene felt lingering fear in her heart from his stare. She said with an innocent expression, “Don’t worry, Brendan. She didn’t know it was me. I didn’t make a sound from the moment I picked up the call. I won’t go back on my own word after making a promise to you. I won’t ever let Deirdre find out that we’re together.”

Brendan was disgusted by the woman’s accommodating mannerisms, as if she was doing everything for his good.

before swiftly picking up the car keys on

not attempt to stop him. Instead, she made her way to the windowsill and watched the man open the door rapidly

won’t let myself

was stopped at the villa’s yard. Brendan quickly got out of the car and opened the door with a

room. The woman was seated on the sofa absentmindedly and kept her arms tightly wrapped around herself because she was cold. Her eyes were staring at

his chest upon witnessing the scene. He gently moved

was jolted back to reality immediately. Her body

Brendan answered, “It’s me.”

got up from the sofa and said smilingly, “Why did you come back so suddenly without notifying me in advance? Look, the meal I cooked has gotten cold, and I haven’t heated it up

to the table cautiously with a gentle expression and picked up every container of food to the kitchen. Her behavior was so

Deirdre too well and could see a glimpse

when she was transferring the last plate