Resent, Reject, Regret

Chapter 932

Chapter 932 You’ll Need To Attend the Wedding

Brendan’s gaze pooled around Charlene, like a spotlight, as she continued to sob. “If it weren’t for those journalists putting my feet on the fire, I wouldn’t have forced Miss McKinnon to attend my wedding, okay?

“Do you really think her attendance is going to be, in any way, shape, or form, beneficial to me? She’s pregnant with your child, Bren! Every time I see it, it hurts me so much!”

She was acting so hard, yet Brendan’s eyes exuded impassivity and nonchalance. He waited until she was done venting and passed her a piece of tissue. “So, you had nothing to do with it?” “Of course!” Charlene wiped away her tears.

“I see. I believe you.” Brendan’s tone softened.

Charlene broke out a watery smile and began redressing her ruined makeup as Brendan focused on driving. “Bren, should… Should we tell Miss McKinnon? I told the reporter that she was joining, after all…”

want to attend?” Charlene bit her lips. ‘The last time I invited her when I saw her in the yard, she didn’t agree to it and was even glared at. I was so scared I just shut up. If I’d said more, it would look as if I’m trying to egg her on.” “I’ll be

gently as she tried to

exactly as she had planned. With Brendan being the messenger, Deirdre would not be able to reject

night, as Charlene watched,

her breasts-to no avail, seeing as Brendan caught a glimpse

Was that intentional?”

you plan

she could. Her impatience backfired on her, though, because suddenly her clothes seemed dead-set on rebelling against her. Even her sleeve refused to let

against her back. She felt his fingers pinching on the edge of her clothes, tracing its hem to the area where her arm was stuck,

fingertip light up a path of fire on her skin? Yes. But… he was only trying to help her out of a pickle, so Deirdre

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