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-”

When he saw the caller on

Sam’s tone sounded serious. “Have you solved the problem of the banquet? Would

going? Bren, we’ll have to stop your arm from continuous bleeding and have it bandaged first!” “Lena’s condition doesn’t seem good, and I’ll have to

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 at the wound,

that, Brendan went off

to Deirdre. Her eyes were

for the lamp in Deirdre’s hand. “This is too dangerous. Can you please give it to

from taking away the lamp. She

of the lamp on the carpet,

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

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