Resent Reject Regret by Aqua Summers

Chapter 53 Are You Comparing Charlene to Yourself?

"Don't be crazy. Her body is so weak now that I can only set my mind at ease by taking her with me!" Sterling spoke through clenched teeth and took a glance at Charlene. "You have a real fiancee, Charlene, anyhow, right? You should have had your fill now that you've ruined her in so many ways!"

Brendan's gaze turned ice-cold abruptly when he heard that remark. "Who are you taking with you? Deirdre is mine. She's mine for life, and she will be buried in my family's burial site when she dies. Sterling, don't even think about showing off just because you saved her!"

Upon saying that, Brendan cast a look at his bodyguard before he turned around to head to the intensive care unit, where Deirdre was kept.

"Brend..." Charlene turned her wheelchair behind him. She had heard every part of the conversation. Her face was slightly pale, and she said in a piteous tone, "Since Ms. McKinnon's condition has already been stabilized, will you take me home? The people who brought me here have already left because they couldn't wait any longer. I'm scared to go by myself..."

There was agitation in Brendan's expression, perhaps due to him being stressed after Deirdre's incident or perhaps due to his deep hatred for Charlene after learning about Deirdre's blindness. He said in an indifferent tone, "I'll have Sam take you home. I still have some important matters to go through with Steven."

Upon hearing that, Sam went over to push Charlene's wheelchair in a haste. Charlene did not resist but clenched her fists so strongly that her nails dug into her palms, her lowered gaze tainted with a tinge of maliciousness.

She was convinced that Brendan's attitude was due to Deirdre's blindness!

She was not worried that Steven would expose her, as they were already in the same boat. However, she was worried that Brendan would attempt to ask Deirdre for answers after failing to receive any information from Steven after the interrogation.

Brendan would have never believed Deirdre in the past, but Charlene was not so certain about that after Deirdre's incident.

Charlene clenched her fists tightly and thought to herself, 'I'm going to make the b*tch shut her mouth quickly before she tells on me!'

Deirdre felt as if she'd had a long dream, and in the dream, she lived a life without

turmoil, as she had wished for a long time. However, she could hear a stern voice in her head speaking to her over and over again.

"Wake up.

"I will make sure that Sterling won't be able to live peacefully if you dare give up. I'm going to make him suffer for the rest of your life because of your death!"

Deirdre opened her eyes abruptly and felt intense pain coming from her chest. Her breathing was shaky from the pain, and tears welled up in her eyes involuntarily.

She managed to calm herself down with great effort, only to discover that her hand was being held by someone.

The other person's hands were huge and wide, and coldness was radiating from their fingertips. Her dazed eyes followed the fingers of the man, and a moment later, she was caught off guard when her hand was held once again.

"What's going on? Do you want to touch me so badly? I believe you already planned to touch me while I slept for a long time, right? Since you can't resist the desire to touch me, why did you still try to kill yourself?"

Brendan spoke in a mocking tone. Deirdre could not be bothered to speak, so she exerted enough strength to pull her hand out of his palms and did not utter a word.

Brendan furrowed his eyebrows upon sensing her demeanor.

He had not gone to work in four days and had kept her company at all times, and yet this was what he got in return?

"What's the point of you pulling a long face, Deirdre? Do you know how many

business deals I lost because of you? I have kept you company for the four days that you've been comatose. I didn't do it so you could pull a long face at me as soon as you regained consciousness." Brendan was infuriated. Deirdre found his remark amusing, as he was displeased after waiting for four days.

"Didn't you spend a month traveling in Lionisle just to keep Charlene happy?"

Brendan furrowed his eyebrows instantly. "Are you comparing yourself to Charlene?" Deirdre lowered her eyes, the remark feeling like a crushing blow to her.

"You're right. How could I have the audacity to compare myself to Charlene? What do I have?"