Resent, Reject, Regret

Resent Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 88

Chapter 88 He Stood in the Cold Wind for a Whole Night

Again?

Deirdre was rather confused by the word and appeared puzzled.

Madam Brighthall said, “Don’t you know why Brendan is sick with a high fever?”

Deirdre shook her head. She had no idea.

“It’s my fault, but you contributed a bit too, right?” Madam Brighthall heaved a sight and laughed at herself. “I don’t know if it’s because I’m old and I don’t understand young people anymore. I really couldn’t accept you coming in between Brendan and Charlene, but Brendan came to the family mansion yesterday evening to persuade me to accept you.”

A tinge of astonishment and confusion flashed past Deirdre’s usually calm face. She raised her head. Brendan had actually gone to the family mansion yesterday night? He hadn’t spent the night cuddling with Charlene?

Madam Brighthall said, “I refused to agree to that, naturally. He has always been stubborn. He forced himself to stand by the door, and it was very cold and windy at night. I thought that he would leave after a while, but I didn’t expect that he would really stand there for a whole night.”

“What…?”

Brendan had stood at the door of the family mansion for one whole night…?

Deirdre was incredulous, her hands grabbing the door frame in confusion. “Why did he do that?”

“How would I know?” Madam Brighthall spoke in a slightly complaining tone. “Bren has always been very obedient since he was a child. He would do anything that I asked him to even if it was not what he wanted. He defied me for the first time. yesterday. He would rather get sick than leave.

“However, I believe that he did that so I wouldn’t get involved in the matter, right? He told me that he needed to return something he owed you to you.”

Deirdre’s fingers tightened, and her nails, which she had yet to trim, dug into her palms. She was in so much pain that she could not breathe.

‘He owes me more than that. He owes me so much that he wouldn’t be able to repay me for the rest of his life….

However, he had stood in the cold wind for a whole night on purpose just so Madam

Brighthall would change her mind and stop getting involved. Why would he do that? What was he thinking? Had he done that so he could torment her more easily or…

Deirdre’s head was a chaotic mess. She loathed him but she understood him well and she was affected by the drastic change of events.

She wanted to leave but she heard the rushed clicking sound of high heels coming from behind her. Soon, Charlene bumped into her ferociously and walked into the

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“Is Brendan alright, mother?”

Charlene had exerted quite a lot of strength to bump into Deirdre on purpose. Deirdre was so shaken that she almost threw up yesterday’s dinner, but she heard Madam Brighthall’s voice soften. “It’s not

too serious. He’s just having a high fever and he has already been given an injection. Don’t worry.”

“How can I not worry? Brendan was standing outside, and I was supposed to keep. him company. It’s all my fault for obeying him too much. He was worried about me. and he insisted that I go home. In the end, I fell asleep and this happened to him… Her eyes reddened with tears, and she could not help taking a glance at Deirdre. She said with feigned grievance, “Ms. McKinnon, I’m begging you. Will you stop playing tricks? Brendan has been involved in so many messes because of you. Do you really want him to spend every day in the hospital?”

She blamed Brendan’s illness on Deirdre with this remark.

Just as expected, Madam Brighthall was displeased. “Forget it. It’s partially my fault. too. Since Brendan is in this state, we can’t do something that displeases him anymore. Just leave this matter be.”

“That’s true too. However, I really can’t relax when Brendan is sick. Mother, you should go home and rest. I’ll stay and take care of him.”

“Hmm. Take care of yourself too. I’ll come and see you tomorrow morning and bring some chicken soup.”

They spoke to one another as if Deirdre was a stranger to them. In the end, Madam Brighthall left unwillingly. As soon as Deirdre shut the door, she slapped Deirdre’s face with the back of her hand.