Resent, Reject, Regret

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 against his

had to hasten

his retreating footsteps as she lay on her

gradually phased from agony to numbness, though she could still

a joke

impression she was manipulating him, but it turned out

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

she was already too tired to live through the

managed to sleep at 4:00

for four days

work, or maybe he was avoiding

knowing Brendan, the man would always find a way

if he wanted

of her or got bored of cooking

grasp of how far things

that the air had returned to what it once was—stiff, stilted,

guard on her

be the

some fresh air in the yard as

failed to leave a single stain in

into an outdoor chair, her eyes closed,

drawing near and moved

It’s getting

grab a blanket for

answer, so she opened her