Resent Reject Regret by Aqua Summers

Chapter 48 It's All Your Fault Brendan had an abrupt heartache. He couldn't understand why Deirdre would harm herself. He then strode toward Deirdre, held her wrist, and demanded, "Come with me to get something to eat!" Smelling the familiar scent only made Deirdre feel. disgusted. "Don't touch me!" Biting her lip, Deirdre struggled to withdraw her hand. However, because she was starving, she was feeble. Without much effort, Brendan pulled Deirdre into his embrace, grabbed her chin, and snapped her head up." What the hell are you doing! Do you think you can do as you please because you managed to threaten me the other day?"

Deirdre felt a sharp pain in her chin. Eyes red, she lifted her head and said, "You promised you wouldn't disturb Sterry! You made a promise! So why has he turned out to be so miserable?"

Brendan was startled for a moment before bellowing angrily, "So you starved yourself to get me here just for this f*cking reason?" Deirdre was hurt and disappointed. Emotions couldn't be shared between two people indeed. How could an apathetic man know how miserable someone else could

be?

"I just wanted to ask why you haven't kept your promise? Why did you destroy his life? Brendan Brighthall, are you going to hound everyone to death? You're such a liar!"

Deirdre was shivering. She was on the verge of a mental breakdown.

Brendan, on the other hand, was filled with rage. When he had learned that Deirdre was starving herself just to meet him, he had left Charlene and rushed back from Lionisle. In fact, he had been irritated for a while due to the bad weather, which had stopped him from departing immediately.

Now that Brendan had managed to rush over to Deirdre, the fact that she only had Sterling in her mind further ignited the rage within him.

"Who'd have the time to deal with such a small fry? I don't even see him as a match for me. How would I know what's happened to him!" Fury overtook Brendan. " Besides, so what if I did it? He deserves it since he dared to seduce my wife!"

"Your wife?" Deirdre snickered as she pointed at her own face and eyes. "Brendan Brighthall, is this what your wife deserves?"

Deirdre's retort hurt Brendan's pride. He clasped Deirdre's slender neck and said meanly, "You look like this just because you deserve it. You're also to blame for

Sterling's misery! If you had stayed away from him, would he have taken a video of himself and led to the exposure of his background? Why are you so stubborn? And who do you want to punish by creating this entire mess? All in all, it's your fault!" Following that, Brendan smirked. "Anyway, it's good that Sterling is miserable now. It saves me the energy of . taking any action against him. Besides, this issue will force him out of Neve eventually. And you won't have to worry about him anymore. Just listen to me."

Brendan's remark further disappointed Deirdre.

Deirdre felt disgusted by Brendan's indifferent manner. She felt nauseous, threw herself toward the edge of bed, and retched even though she had not eaten at all.

While Deirdre was vomiting in pain and discomfort, nothing came out but bile.

When he saw Deirdre, Brendan's heart softened, but his words remained harsh and unforgiving. "Is it meaningful to torture yourself? No one will care if you die. It's better to live nicely, isn't it? Just forget about Sterling. He just can't work at big hospitals, but he can start his own clinic somewhere else."

Deirdre was in so much pain that her eyes reddened and tears dropped uncontrollably from them.