Resent, Reject, Regret

Chapter 813 The Bullet Didn’t Hit You

“Really?”

Brendan’s eyes lit up.

Deirdre had never once smiled ever since she stepped foot into this mansion, and this was the first time she said she wanted to go out to get some fresh air.

“I’ll come with you,” he said, his voice thick with exhilaration.

Deirdre frowned. “Why do you want to come with us?” “I can help you to carry stuff. I can be the driver too.”

Even Mrs. Engel could sense the submissiveness in Brendan’s voice. He used to be a very powerful person in Neve. There was no way he would willingly become other people’s driver.

Deirdre turned her head sideways and said, ‘That’s not necessary. Look at the wound on your shoulder. I doubt you’ll be able to hold anything right now, let alone carry some heavy stuff. We can walk there ourselves. We don’t need you to drive us there.” Brendan’s face sank. “I just don’t want you to leave my side, Deirdre.”

bumped into Sam. Sam greeted her, and

back very

not stop Brendan, so

said, “Miss McKinnon, please help me. Mr. Brighthall can’t go

to Brendan

how firm she was, Brendan did not follow after her in the end. He just looked at her and said in a

much, Mrs. Brighthall. He doesn’t seem like someone who’ll give up so easily. I thought he was going to come with us to

what to say. She placed her hand on the stomach

want me to get angry as it’s bad for

In the mansion…

from his vision. He turned his head around and glared daggers at Sam, causing the latter to feel like he was the bad person who broke up

at Brendan back and said, “Sir, it’s not that I don’t allow you to go out with Miss McKinnon, but you’re in no shape to go out right now. Besides, it’s time for you to change your bandages. Your wound might get infected if you

was only then Brendan calmed down. He lowered his head and tore off the bandage that Dr. Lang

saw the