Resent, Reject, Regret

Resent, Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 39

Chapter 39 You’re Here, Madam Brendan was furious. “Is this how you acknowledge your mistake, Deirdre?”

Deirdre’s entire body was trembling from pain. She couldn’t care less about her demeanor because she was in so much pain that she needed to rest before she spoke. She asked with her soft lips trembling, “What do you want from me then?”

Brendan’s gaze turned cold. He was about to speak when Charlene held his hand and said in a fake magnanimous voice, “Forget it, Brendan. We won’t make a fuss out of this situation anymore. Let her leave.”

Her voice softened as she said, “Will you stay with me today, Brendan? Don’t leave tonight. The bed is big enough for both of us.”

Her voice softened more toward the end of her sentence, as if she was feeling shy. Deirdre felt her pain become dull for a moment when she heard the remark.

Brendan wanted to decline at first, yet he remembered something and glared at Deirdre’s face with his dark eyes.

He refused to believe that she would forget her deep love for him, which spanned over two years. “Sure.” Brendan caught everyone off guard with his

answer. He smirked and said, “I don’t want to live in that villa anymore. Of course I will stay and keep you company while you’re recovering. I’ll share a bed with you.”

He emphasized the words ‘share a bed with you’, his gaze focused on Deirdre’s face. He refused to miss any changes in her expression.

However, Deirdre did not even furrow her eyebrows. Instead, she turned around and walked outside step by step.

She couldn’t care less and she refused to stay even for a moment longer. Brendan felt a monstrous wave of fury fill his chest abruptly and wanted to go after her.

“Brendan!” Charlene’s delight faded, and she assumed a panic-stricken expression. “You promised me that you’d

stay.”

Brendan clenched his fists tightly and suppressed his anger. He pulled out his phone to call up Steven.

Steven was in an area near the hospital to begin with, so when he made his way to the top floor, Deirdre was still there. She was sitting in the chair in a daze, her expression nonchalant.

He was relieved as he approached her. “Ms. McKinnon, I’m Steven Young. My employer sent me to take you back to the villa.”

Deirdre raised her head. She could not tell where Steven was, so she kept her head turned to the side. She licked her dry, cracked lips and said, “Will you wait just a moment? I need to rest for a short while. I’m in… pain.” This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

Upon hearing that, Steven looked at the woman’s knees, which she had covered with her hands. He could not conceal his astonishment a moment later, when he saw her badly-scraped knees. They were red, and her raw flesh was mingled with dust, looking like a bloody mess.

It went without saying that her pain was unbearable.

Steven thought to himself, ‘How can an ordinary woman be able to put up with this pain? If any other woman was in her place, she would be crying from pain, yet she’s not even furrowing her eyebrows.’

“Your knees are injured. I shall get someone to see to it.” Steven could not bear to watch anymore, so he called over a nurse to dress the wound.

Deirdre’s eyes reddened with tears a few times during the wound-cleaning process. She whispered to him when it was done, “Thank you.” Steven’s expression was overwhelmed by emotions.” Don’t mention it. Do you need me to carry you to the car?”

“It’s fine, I can walk.” Deirdre felt her way along the wall and walked to the elevator.

Steven followed her, gazing at her shaking legs. Deirdre was about to walk into the elevator when the elevator door opened and she suddenly heard a familiar voice say, “Steven?”

Steven immediately assumed a respectful demeanor.” You’re here, madam.” Madam Brighthall had a scarf draped across her shoulders. She heaved a sigh and said, “I don’t know what happened to Charlene to make her fall down the stairs out of nowhere. My mind was not at ease, so I came to check on her. Even though the child disappoints me frequently these days, she’s still my daughter-in-law. I can’t just stop caring about her just because she’s made some mistakes, right?”