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 screen, he

solved the problem of the banquet? Would you like to come over? Charlene is-”

cut off the call and was prepared 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 bandaged first!” “Lena’s condition doesn’t seem

about your arm?” “It’s not a big deal,” said Brendan as he took a glance at the wound, the lamp, and the woman filled with intense hatred. “It’s just a minor

that, Brendan went off

Brendan left, Madame Brighthall turned to Deirdre.

Deirdre’s hand. “This is too dangerous. Can

Madame Brighthall from taking away the lamp.

the shattered glass of the lamp on the carpet, and Deirdre was bleeding because she had stepped on

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

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