Resent, Reject, Regret

Chapter 802 Is He With You?

Deirdre looked up. “But why would he hide it from him? Do you really think Brendan’s scared of a guy like that?” “Well…” Mrs. Engel faltered.

Deirdre flashed a smile. “I’m going back to bed.”

She turned on her heels and made her way back inside. The reveal did not make her feel anything in particular-instead, it just reminded her how talented Brendan was at acting. She almost bought it and believed that maybe, deep down inside, he did care about her or love her.

Deirdre had only just stepped inside her room when she heard the sound of Mrs.

Engel trying to call Brendan’s phone.

The call never connected.

Two days passed. One day, Deirdre propped the side of her head with her palm and asked, “So… That Mr. Jensen guy came back?” “Like clockwork, that man. He left after learning Mr. Brighthall was not at home, at least.” Mrs. Engel looked unsettled.

“I’ve got a bad feeling about this, Miss McKinnon. He seemed very unstable today. He was still himself two days ago, but today… God, his eyes were beet red. Do you think… Do you think he might have gone crazy?” 2 “If he has, it is still Brendan who made him. It has nothing to do with us,” replied Deirdre.

we should probably be extra careful for

let him in.” ‘You got it!” Mrs. Engel began cleaning up the dishes from their table. “Mr.

cast her eyes outside and said

night had fallen. Unsurprised, Deirdre finished her dinner and went straight to her room to sleep. By this point, the

grogginess, she heard the sound of the door opening. A weight began to sink at the edge of her

quivered. She could feel the man’s eyes beaming down on her and the weight of his body pressing against her before kissing

her up. She opened her eyes abruptly and sensed the man’s body pushing against hers. Her face turned pale.

man answered with a selfish

his shoulders as hard as she could. She could not tell

Then, she smelled

“Are you hurt?”

around her and pulled her into a cuddle. Shocked, she did not mmove. The stench of blood filled her nose until it

dressed. Mrs. Engel’s just downstairs, and she’ll

happened since she was sure the man

voice strangely husky. He began to sniff her his hunger palpable. “I’ll just stay like