Resent, Reject, Regret

Chapter 912 Girls Are Useless

After the examination was over, Deirdre and Madame Brighthall exited the consultation room, only for the latter to see Brendan leaning against the wall nearby with Charlene snaking her arm around his.

In the past, Brendan would have immediately taken his arm right out of hers. The fact that she could hold onto him for so long was a statement Madame Brighthall could not ignore-and the cue for her expression to immediately darken as she led Deirdre out of the way.

Brendan and Charlene followed them closely. When Madame Brighthall and Deirdre were about to get into the man’s car, Brendan suddenly said,” You and Deirdre will be going home in Sam’s car. Where I’m heading isn’t in the mansion’s direction.”

Sam appeared and opened the backseat door.

Madame BrighthalI’s hand froze in mid-action. Her ire finally flared. “Dee has just finished her examination, Brendan! Where are you going if you’re not going to stay at home with her?” “I have work to do,” he replied flatly. “It was just a pregnancy check-up. What’s the big idea?”

Madame Brighthall glowered. “Why you-” “Aunt Brighthall, a word, please!” Charlene emerged from behind Brendan with a grin plastered on her face. “See, everyone else not getting Bren’s situation? Understandable. But you’re his mother. You should know just how busy he is! He’s sacrificed enough of his time just to accompany Miss McKinnon for her check-up. It’s more than enough proof that he cares. And since there was clearly nothing biggie, he’s more than allowed to go. Don’t you think so, Miss McKinnon?”

was deliberately passed back to her court again. Deirdre did not even

disappeared into the car,

followed. Then, Sam drove the

with glee. “Bren, are you

she got into his

hide his disdain at all. Charlene suddenly realized why Brendan had been giving Deirdre so much preferential treatment-it was because he thought she was bearing him an heir. He wanted a

into a smile as she yanked open the car door and

He drove them to a bar and started

Brendan answered it, and she sounded frantic. “Where on Earth are you? It’s late, and you’re not even home yet! Dee isn’t feeling well right now, you hear me? She hasn’t had any appetite at

eyes reflecting the dazzles of lights overhead. The rest of his face, though, was stoic. “What, you think she’s going to

that. “How could you even say such a thing!? She’s… She’s going through all of this because she’s pregnant with your child, Brendan! If you have