Resent, Reject, Regret

Chapter 860

Chapter 860 You Don’t Blame Me?

With a loud noise, the cover of the lamp shattered on the ground.

Slowly, Brendan put down his arm, which had a long and narrow cut on it. Blood gushed out, but he didn’t even frown. He was merely stunned.

For Deirdre to really attack him, she must really hate him.

He even believed that Deirdre would push him down the balcony, just like how she had pushed Charlene if she were powerful enough.

Madame Brighthall rushed upstairs toward them. When she saw Brendan’s bleeding arm at the door, she was startled for a moment and hurriedly went forward.

‘W-What’s wrong? Deirdre… Brendan… What-”

he saw the caller on the

of the banquet? Would you like to

to depart. His action pulled up short Madame Brighthall for a moment. Following that, she hurriedly asked, “Where are you going? Bren, we’ll have to stop your arm from continuous bleeding and have it

Brighthall knew clearly that Brendan had to go, but she couldn’t help worrying. “What about your arm?” “It’s not a big deal,” said Brendan as he took a glance

that, Brendan

turned to Deirdre. Her eyes were

“This is too dangerous. Can you

Brighthall from taking away the lamp. She remained calm

her head, Madame Brighthall saw the shattered glass of the lamp on the carpet, and Deirdre

carpet and a doctor to handle the wounds on Deirdre’s feet. Deirdre remained quiet throughout the

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