Resent, Reject, Regret

Chapter 32 Don’t You Dare! Deirdre found his reaction insulting. The corner of her lips curled into a sneer as she enunciated her
next words clearly. “The condition of my eyes is completely your fault! It was all you, Brendan! Now, you’re pretending to want to
treat my eyes. Will I get back the one year that I lived without my sight? Your trick of rewarding me after punishing me doesn’t
work on me anymore!”
“What kind of nonsense are you talking about!” Brendan clutched the steering wheel tightly as he glared at Deirdre in confusion.
“Did I blind your eyes? Deirdre, don’t you dare think that you can vilify me just because I treat you well! Don’t you dare!”
“Vilify you?” Deirdre felt a coldness course through her entire body, immobilizing her while also sobering her up.
She realized that her actions were futile.
‘Will Brendan acknowledge that it is his fault after what I said? He’s only losing his temper out of embarrassment. How could a
conceited man like him ever admit his crime? ‘All he wants is a servant who will still approach him cautiously after being beaten
up by him countless times. He does not want the truth.’ She shut her eyes in self-pity. She pitied herself for attempting to make
him feel a tinge of guilt.
“Speak, Deirdre ! Don’t even think about giving me the silent treatment.” Brendan’s face turned slightly pale, and he spoke in a
higher voice. Deirdre turned her face to the side and said, “What do you want me to say?” “Show me the evidence, of course!
You claim that it was my fault your eyes were blinded. Aren’t you going to produce evidence to back up your claims?”
“I don’t have any.” Deidre found Brendan’s behavior amusing. “Just consider this me losing my mind and vilifying you.”
Upon saying that, she leaned her head to the side and stopped speaking altogether. Brendan could not help frowning. He knew
that it was impossible , but he was having a hard time not thinking about it.
Could Deirdre have lost her sight in jail? He wondered if something had happened in the past that he was unaware of.
Otherwise, why would Deirdre’s behavior suddenly change so much?
The idea was akin to a spark that ignited a fire, making Brendan grow uneasy. He left Deidre by the door of the villa and took the
liberty to leave after nagging her.
Deirdre stood by the door of the villa in a daze. Despite her lost sight, she knew the furniture arrangement like
the back of her hand after living in the villa for two years.

It was all very familiar to her.
She knew that the sofa was five steps ahead and the kitchen was right in front of her. She had spent countless days waiting for
Brendan to come home during the two years when they had been married. She would head upstairs in disappointment by
daybreak.
Deirdre resisted reminiscing about the past instinctively. Refusing to be haunted by her memories, she made her way up the
stairs, holding the handrail, only to encounter
an uninvited guest at the door.
“Deirdre? Why are you here?!” Charlene stood at the door, glaring at Deirdre incredulously.
She had been under the assumption that her eyes were deceiving her when she had seen the figure outside earlier. She had not
expected that Deirdre would actually be in Brendan’s villa!
It should be noted that she had not moved in officially as Brendan’s partner despite having a key to the place!
“What gives you the right to come here? Leave now!” Deirdre’s expression turned cold as she listened to Charlene’s voice.
Deirdre clenched her fists tighter as she listened to Charlene’s exasperated inquisition. “Why can’t I be here when a phony like
you can?”
“Who did you call a phony?” A look of panic flashed past
Charlene’s beautiful eyes. She walked up the stairs step by step and said with a lowered, threatening voice,“ Watch your words,
Deirdre. Have you forgotten about the agony you felt in jail after living a relaxed life for a year? If I can make Brendan send you
to jail once, I can make it happen again!”