Resent, Reject, Regret
Chapter 709
Chapter 709 You Should Have Let Me Die With My Child!
Deirdre was hysterical. She lunged and pounded her fists on him in a post- traumatic fit. "Are you happy now? Huh? Are you finally satisfied now!?
Nothing pleases you more than seeing me humiliated and dehumanized and suffering from a nervous breakdown, doesn't it, you demon!? If you hate me so much-if you hate me this much-then why didn't you let me die and rot in prison!? Let me die with my child, and I wouldn't have to suffer all of your torment for no f*cking reason!” 1
Brendan froze. It felt like a million thorns were stabbing his chest simultaneously, stinging him so much that his teeth chattered. It hurt, yet he could not even garner the strength to voice it.
It took him a while to reel out of that pain. He threw his arms around her and squeezed her as tightly as he could, as though he was worried that she might vanish if he did not.
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry... I should have protected you."
He was muttering to himself as pain ravaged him.
"You're sorry?" It was a scoff. What an absurd sentence! And the sheer cruelty of its worthlessness—it was as cheap as any sound a man could make, worthless precisely because it conferred no punishment and yet demanded unreserved forgiveness.
icy wind made her tremble a little, but her gaze was even colder. "You disgust me! Everything about you disgusts me! You
“This place isn't safe. Just let me drive you
safe?” Deirdre laughed scornfully. "I'm the least safe when I'm with you!" Brendan
the h*ll away from me, Brendan. I hate you enough as it
lost all strength to say anything. Her words hit him like a sledgehammer, and the world suddenly seemed dark. He now knew how much he had lost. Even his strength to defend himself was
her way to the right, following the weak streetlight and the vague hues
his stupor and followed
of his life cruising through the mostly empty streets at high speed. He called out to Deirdre from a distance, warning her to move aside, but a confused Deirdre simply took a
into Brendan's arms just as the young man made a near-brush
an icy glare at him. “Watch where
He
remember? It's hard to hail a cab, so I can't possibly let you walk on your own,” he muttered gently.
was no better way to solve her current predicament, so she decided
stone bench by the roadside
About Resent, Reject, Regret - Chapter 709
Resent, Reject, Regret is the best current series of the author Hauling Treasures. With the below Chapter 709 content will make us lost in the world of love and hatred interchangeably, despite all the tricks to achieve the goal without any concern for the other half, and then regret. late. Please read chapter Chapter 709 and update the next chapters of this series at novelebook.com