Chapter 850 Pregnancy Check-Up

"Mr.Brighthall, if I may?"

Mrs.Engel began worriedly.

"I don’t know what happened between you and Mrs.Brighthall, but I haven't been blind to how you’ve been treating her.I’m hard - pressed to believe anyone who says you don’t care about her, okay? I also don’t really understand why you had to lie to her, but if I may ...Mrs.Brighthall is a very sensitive person.She needs security, Mr.Brighthall.Lying to her once is enough.Please, don’t do it again...before her heart turns to stone."

A fog seemed to have dawned on Brendan’s eyes.

"I understand what you say, but I’m afraid this is more complicated than you might have imagined.For now, please focus on taking care of Deirdre."

Mrs.Engel raised her head.

"Are you leaving?"

Brendan remembered the things Charlene had said that day, his expression darkening.

"No, not leaving.I simply have something important I must settle."

He went upstairs.

Naturally, the door to Deirdre’s room was locked, so he knocked.

"Can I come in, Dee?"

There was no answer—just as he expected.

His first instinct was to forcibly open the door with a key, but his mind quickly conjured Deirdre’s sneering, snickering face and her comment about being denied the most basic of freedom and agency.

lost to that imagery and decided

he had to hasten his

could hear his retreating footsteps as she

chest gradually phased from agony to numbness, though she could still feel

a joke she

was manipulating him, but it turned out she almost fell for his

up, she would have slowly and gradually wished that this cursed relationship would continue the way it

was still bright, but she was already too tired to

to sleep

not seen Deirdre for four

he was busy with work,

the latter because, knowing Brendan, the man would always find a way to fake a

he

because he got bored of her or got bored of cooking up

had no grasp of how far

had returned to what it

guard on her words just like

seemed to be the most relaxed of them

would listen to audiobooks every day or enjoy some fresh air in the yard

if it had, it seemed to have failed to leave a

reclining into an outdoor chair, her eyes closed,

drawing near and moved

It’s getting a little colder

please grab a blanket for

was no answer, so she

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