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.

uh, Miss McKinsey.She’s here...to see you.

expect Charlene

maid looked

Deirdre with news like this at all—in fact, she would have immediately told Charlene to

the future

maid could not possibly risk offending

of her stupor and opened

maid stepped back and went downstairs

a corner of her blurry sight caught the silhouette of a

rose to her

see!" she said with a

She was beaming.

sank, but she was careful not to show anything

memory serves,

circumstances now.Earth-shattering different circumstances. Naturally, it feels like we haven't seen each other since forever!"

with whatever Charlene

the point of being here this time, Miss McKinsey? Time’s wasting, so how about you get straight to the point?" Charlene

from the force of her

kind for your sake. Because I’m worried that if the news gets out, neither you nor your precious

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