Chapter 853 My Wedding With Brendan

"I mean, what’s there to say this is what he’s planning to do at all? If you ask me, I think Mr. Brighthall just wants the kid inside of her, not necessarily her. The one he truly loves has got to be Miss McKinsey, right? What they have is a solid, several years-worth of relationship, and that’s far more than what a pretender could ever come close to."

"You say that, but I can tell just how real and sincere Mr.Brighthall’s care and concern for Miss McKinnon is, you know?"

"Of course, he’s concerned.She’s the mother of his child! Of course, he has to give a damn about her.She’s pregnant, for crying out loud.Is he going to let her throw a fit? Trigger her into some hysterics?"

The voices faded into the distance just as their words began to take amore mocking shape. Deirdre thought she had grown numb to comments like these, and yet hearing the word "pretender" still felt like a knife in her chest.

It did not matter how hard she tried.

In the end, she would always be seen as a pretender.

A knockoff of a genuine product.

Deirdre heard a series of rapping at the door. She turned around and heard a maid’s voice from behind the door.

"Are you asleep yet, Miss McKinnon?" Deirdre salvaged her composure and opened the door.

"What’s the matter?" The maid seemed troubled.

see you. She asked me

not expect

maid looked

to disturb Deirdre with news like this at all—in fact, she would have immediately told Charlene to go home.But Charlene was not just anyone she could turn away from

the

the maid could not possibly risk offending

of her stupor and

went downstairs with

of her blurry sight caught the silhouette of a

rose to

she said with a wide

She was beaming.

was careful not to show anything on

no see? Really? If memory serves, we just met a few days

darling! We’re meeting under very different circumstances now.Earth-shattering different circumstances. Naturally, it feels like we haven't seen each other since

engage with whatever

what’s the point of being here this time, Miss McKinsey? Time’s

entire frame was trembling from the

I was only trying to be kind for your sake. Because I’m

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