Resent, Reject, Regret

Chapter 885

Chapter 885 How Can You Tell It’s Going to Be a Girl?

Deirdre took a seat on the couch and automatically turned on the TV. She surfed several channels, and as expected, all of them were talking about the incident where Brendan took her from the hospital.

It was less of a splash and more of a tidal wave. Several members of the board of the Brighthall Group had released statements clarifying the distance between themselves and the man at the center of infamy. The Internet was even more heated.

Deirdre was certain she would be subjected to the full tapestry of Internet mob commentaries if she could see.

Brendan seemed to have become public enemy number one-and that fact sucked the light out of Deirdre’s eyes.

Mrs. Engel hurried out of the kitchen. “Good morning, Miss McKinnon! I’ve made some herbal soup, so come on and give it a try. If you don’t like it, I’ll change the recipe-”

She faltered, freezing in her steps. Then, hesitantly, she said, “Uh, I suggest not listening to all of this nonsense, Miss McKinnon…”

her eyes low. “Is

the market, I found people crowding at the gate of this neighborhood. Good

this was going to be very,

she

strode out of his bedroom in his sleeping robe and descended the stairs. He showed no reaction

time to be

even read the news, Brendan? Those board members are all trying to distance themselves from you even though it’s your company! If this keeps up, the leader is going

his eyes to her, happy. “What’s this?

in her throat. How was he still in the mood for

don’t want you to get dragged into the mud and…

her hair out of her

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