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

also meant he had

hear his retreating footsteps as

chest gradually phased from agony to numbness, though

joke she

had been under the impression she was manipulating him, but it turned out she almost fell for his

not shown up, she would have slowly and gradually wished that this cursed relationship would continue

day was still bright, but she was already too tired to live through the rest

to sleep at 4:00

Deirdre for four

work, or maybe he was

because, knowing Brendan, the man would always

if he wanted

because he got bored of her or got bored of cooking

no grasp of how far things had

had returned to what it

guard on her words just like

seemed to be the most relaxed of

to audiobooks every day or enjoy some fresh air in the yard as if that day had

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

outdoor chair, her

someone drawing near and

It’s getting

you please grab

no answer, so she

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