Resent, Reject, Regret

Resent Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 85

Chapter 85 Stop Doing Useless Things

Brendan pinched Deirdre’s face harder as rage soared in him. ‘If she wants to leave, does she have to make it so straightforward?’

“What’s wrong with you?” Deirdre was feeling so much pain that tears dropped from her eyes. Meanwhile, she struggled hard to free herself.

Brendan reacted by pushing Deirdre down on the bed while gripping her hands. His chest plopping, he growled, “What’s wrong with me? Deirdre McKinnon, do you know that if I hadn’t just gone to the hotel to change clothes and met you, you would have. been raped by that old man?! How could you leave immediately when you were asked to? If you were to die, would you be damn happy because it would mean you’d finally escape my control?”

“You’re crazy…” Her eyes were red, and Deidre was truly disappointed that Brendan

would blame her for this.

“It’s your mother who demanded that I leave! She said I’m the third party destroying the relationship between you and Charlene! Mr. Brighthall, I was not brazen enough to stay after she made it so clear!”

“And you left instantly? Why weren’t you so obedient before me? Don’t you know what you are like?” shouted Brendan hysterically. “You won’t survive even for a second after leaving me!”

Deirdre felt that Brendan was impervious to reason. “Let go of me!”

“You want me to let go of you so you’ll have another reason to leave, right? If those people hadn’t just kidnapped you, would you have been lying naked in Sterling’s arms when I saw you?”

Deirdre’s mind went blank. When she recollected herself, she desperately pulled her hands from Brendan’s grip and slapped him.

“Get out!”

Deirdre had not tried to survive so Brendan could humiliate her. She had been humiliated a couple of times, but Brendan had actually involved Sterling this time

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When his face was slapped, Brendan lost his rationality. “Get out? Deirdre, who are you to order me to get out?”

“Don’t! Brendan! You’re crazy!”

“I’ll show you who your man is!”

Brendan cast a scorching glare at Deirdre. It was as if he wanted to manipulate Deirdre so she would merely stay within his line of sight.

After a night of crying, Deirdre’s tears had dried up. She stared blankly for a while before she regained her strength. Following that, she put on a coat and went out.

Sam was just right outside the door. He felt awkward when he saw Deirdre and didn’t know what to do with his hands. “Ms. McKinnon…”

Deirdre looked calm and collected. In fact, she had more of a numb expression on her face. She asked, “Excuse me, can you please get me the morning-after pill? I promise I’ll stay here while you’re away.”

“Err…”

Sam hesitated. It was not that he didn’t want to agree to Deirdre’s request, but Brendan wouldn’t let Deirdre take the morning-after pill. Unless he wanted to get into trouble, he couldn’t fulfill Deirdre’s request.

“Is it inconvenient?”

Sam looked troubled and suggested, “What about you wait for Mr. Brighthall to wake up and get his permission? If he agrees, I’ll get it for you immediately.”

Deirdre revolted. “Why must I wait for him to agree? Am I his possession?

“Do I have no human rights? Have I even lost the right to take the morning-after pill so that I won’t get pregnant?!” Deirdre asked.

Sam was rendered speechless.

Her eyes were redder than usual, but Deirdre didn’t shed any tears. Maybe her tears had dried up after so many long hours of crying. She said, “I’ll get it myself then!”

Sam didn’t stop Deirdre. However, Deirdre couldn’t get the morning-after pill, even though she was in a big hospital.

Deirdre understood clearly that Sam was the culprit behind it. Even though she was blind, she knew that Sam must have done a lot of things without her knowledge. Hence, none of the doctors and nurses would sell her the morning-after pill.

Deirdre didn’t want to give up. She made the decision to go to a pharmacy nearby instead. Sam couldn’t help blocking her way. “Ms. McKinnon, stop doing useless things. If Mr. Brighthall doesn’t agree, you won’t get what you want even if you try another city.”