Resent, Reject, Regret

Chapter 33 Charlene Won’t Dance Again Upon hearing that, Deidre clenched her fists so hard that her nails dug into her flesh.
She would never forget that, of course. She would never forget how merciless this man was or that he had made her spend a
year in agony. Deirdre’s body was shaking, but she calmed herself enough to open her eyes once again. Her glassy eyes were
lowered when she made a mocking remark. “Why would you waste your breath here if you could send me there again? I believe
that life wasn’t all that good to you after Brendan made me plead guilty. Am I right?”
Charlene’s face turned pale. Deirdre was right. She had assumed that the relationship between her and Brendan would grow
after Deirdre was imprisoned and they would get married and have children.
However, Brendan had suddenly grown more distant. Even though he had never declared it openly, Charlene knew that Brendan
blamed her for the hit-and-run. He also blamed her for getting Deirdre imprisoned.
Charlene’s eyes were burning with hatred and disgust. She figured that she would have been the one imprisoned at the time had
she not lied about her body not being able to withstand being in jail after the fire!
“The worst part for me was going under the knife, and I had to endure some pain to get rid of your obnoxious
face. However, it’s different for you.” Charlene cracked a smile and whispered in Deirdre’s ear, “Your child died a tragic death,
didn’t it?” Deirdre’s entire body froze.
Charlene looked at her freshly-manicured nails and said in a casual tone, “Someone sent a photo to me and I saw it. That poor
little babe was almost fully formed, yet it was turned into mush, tossed in the trash, and fed to a pack of wild dogs.
“Oh right, right, do you know how Brendan reacted when he saw the photo ? He frowned immediately because he found it
disgusting. He refused to take an extra glance, so he burned the photo. He claimed that it was what the baby deserved and that
you didn’t deserve to bear his child.”
Charlene lowered her voice when she uttered the final remark, and it sounded unusually malicious.
Deirdre’s eyes reddened with tears and anger. She reached for Charlene but she could not see, so she only managed to brush
her fingertips across Charlene’s shoulder. Charlene suddenly lost her footing and fell down the stairs.
Deirdre was stunned when she heard the loud noise and the woman’s agonized scream. Soon, she heard Brendan roar.
“Charlene!”
She lowered her gaze. ‘So that’s how it is.’

Brendan took a step forward swiftly and shielded Charlene. Charlene was tearing up from the pain of falling down the stairs and
holding her legs so that she could not move. “Brendan, my legs hurt... Are they broken? Am I not going to be able to dance for
you anymore?”
Brendan’s eyes reddened from anger. He glared at Deirdre coldly before he carried Charlene out the door and took her to the
hospital in a haste.
Even though Deirdre could not see, she could feel the man’s intense anger and how bad he wished to kill her to
vent his anger.
She figured that he would most certainly have given her a ferocious slap if he was not in such a rush to take Charlene to the
hospital.
She felt dizzy in her head, as if she was going to fall ill again.
She made her way up the stairs step by step until she reached the room. Deirdre buried herself in the blanket and fell into a deep
sleep. She saw her deceased child in her dreams, yet before she could repent, someone grabbed her arm.
“Deirdre! How can you still have the nerve to sleep? How can you sleep soundly! It’s all your fault that Charlene won’t ever dance
again!”
Rumble!
There was a storm outside, and endless thunder could be heard.
Brendan’s dark eyes burned with fury, and he looked terrifying under the flashing lightning.
Deidre’s entire body was weak from the fever. She lowered her gaze upon hearing that and said, “Ah.”