Resent, Reject, Regret

Chapter 844

Chapter 844 If I Can Destroy Deirdre

“However, I’m extremely disgusted that you are with me but still get yourself involved with Charlene at the same time.”

Deirdre furrowed her eyebrows. It was apparent that she was still thinking about the scene of Charlene in the family mansion earlier.

“I won’t.” Brendan immediately stated his true intention clearly. There was only sincerity left on his flawlessly handsome face. “From the moment I decided to become Kyran, I had already made up my mind to only love you in my heart and no one else.”

Deirdre wanted to ask, “If that is the case, why are you still deeply involved with Charlene now?” Yet, she could not bring herself to speak.

She knew that Brendan was incapable of answering that question for sure.

At the thought of Charlene’s meaningful remark before she left, Deirdre asked, “Are you hiding something from me, Brendan?”

Brendan’s eyes turned solemn. He thought about the injury on his shoulder and also… He tucked a strand of Deirdre’s hair behind her ear and answered nonchalantly, “No, don’t let your mind wander.”

Deirdre nodded, her gaze still. She hoped that Charlene was only making blind conjectures.

Charlene was picked up by a car soon after she left.

Connor asked while he drove, “How is the situation?”

“I’ve already passed the prescription to that old hag.” Charlene’s eyes were glistening with hatred. She clenched her fists tightly at the thought of those people’s unwelcoming, discriminative gazes toward her in the family mansion earlier and Madame Brighthall’s demeanor.

“I was still feeling slightly hesitant in the beginning. I thought that she might take my side at the very least, but I didn’t expect my hard work to please her for so many years to be wasted. As soon as Deirdre is back, she tries to get rid of me!”

Connor smiled and said, “So, you should know who your friend is. If you don’t put in more hard work, everything you have now, including Brendan and your position as Mrs. Brighthall, will leave you bit by bit.”

Charlene gnashed her teeth and said, “I will abide by you, but…”

Charlene remembered something and turned her head to the side. “Is the article still up now?”

“Yes, it’s still at the top of Google Trends. I’ve already paid quite a number of Internet ghostwriters to post comments about Brendan and you being a match made in heaven. It will certainly stir up a huge commotion when the situation has come to an end.”

‘Yet, don’t you think that Brendan would have already gotten rid of the article if this were his past self?”

Charlene lowered her eyes, her expression betraying her mixed feelings.

Perhaps Brendan did still have some feelings for her but treated her coldly because of

Deirdre’s child. ‘Am I really willing to go to the extremes with him? If I destroy

Brendan, perhaps I won’t even be able to become Mrs. Brighthall, and Brendan will end up hating me for the rest of his life…’Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

‘What’s on your mind?” A tinge of disgust flashed past Connor’s eyes upon sensing Charlene’s hesitation and uncertainty.

‘This woman is still dreaming at this point.’

“Don’t forget that Brendan will never take an extra glance at you as long as Deirdre is still around.”

“I know.” A strange look flashed past Charlene’s expression. “Will I be able to become Mrs. Brighthall officially if I can destroy Deirdre?”

The next morning, Deirdre was awakened by the noise from downstairs. She felt the bed on her left. The man was gone, and not even his warmth could be felt.

She yawned and opened the door to smell a burnt, fishy stench. She furrowed her eyebrows and headed downstairs, where the noise from the kitchen grew louder.

“Brendan?” Deirdre was confused by the moving figure in the kitchen.” What are you cooking in the kitchen?”

Brendan hastily turned off the stove and shut the lid. “Why are you awake?”