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.

should probably be extra careful for these two

it!” Mrs. Engel began cleaning up the dishes from their table. “Mr. Brighthall is coming home today, right? Three days, he said. Today’s

eyes outside and

had fallen. Unsurprised, Deirdre finished her dinner and went straight to her room to sleep. By this point, the usual discomfort associated with her pregnancy had

of the door opening. A weight began to sink at the edge of her

eyes beaming down on her and the

opened her eyes abruptly and sensed the man’s

with a

on his shoulders as hard as she could. She could not tell which part of it, but the man suddenly

she smelled it-the metallic scent

“Are you hurt?”

threw his arms around her and pulled her into a cuddle. Shocked, she did not mmove.

get it dressed. Mrs. Engel’s

happened since she was sure the man would never answer

He finally spoke, his voice strangely husky. He began to sniff her his hunger palpable. “I’ll just stay like this for