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Chapter 994 Don’t Tell Him
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Resent, Reject, Regret Chapter 995 Charlene McKinney Is Dead
Deirdre was a little dejected to hear that, but she nodded nonetheless. “Yeah. She… somehow knows something about my father.”After administering first-aid, Mrs. Engel called the family doctor and had them treat the wound on Deirdre’s face. It was not a serious injury, but the environment where Deirdre was hurt was not known to be sanitary, so an infection seemed a little too likely. The doctor had to sanitize her wound multiple times. Finally, they swiped some healing cream and pressed a bandaid on her cut, not too big to stick out but not too small to be ignored either.Deirdre was planning to coordinate a fib with Mrs. Engel to fool Brendan—her suggestion was to call it “an injury from being poked by something”—when Brendan suddenly called her. “What happened during your visit to prison?”Deirdre’s heart almost leaped out of her throat. How did he learn about that so soon? She had just returned for a few minutes!Still, she was not going to just come clean immediately. “Nothin
Resent, Reject, Regret Chapter 996 Someone Murdered Her
Charlene was dead? The person who held secrets about her father… was dead!?“She died from rat poisoning. Her cell mates claimed that she had become so hungry that she would pick up things from the floor to eat. She accidentally ingested some rat poison this way, and by the time her cell mates returned, she was gone.Deirdre clutched the edge of her blanket tightly. Her mind blanked. ‘How did this happen? She just… died like that, so suddenly.’Deirdre had been under the impression she could afford to wait a little longer before prying information from Charlene’s lips, but the latter ended up being more short-lived than expected.“Miss McKinnon?”Deirdre snapped out of her daze. “Did you check? Are you sure it really is her?”“I looked. No one else in that prison bore the same disfigured face.”“I… see.”The call ended, and Deirdre fell into a daze on her bed. Any clarity she had was replaced with genuine confusion. It was not that she was unwilling to believe it—it was just
Resent, Reject, Regret Chapter 997 Mrs. Engel Is One of Them
Deirdre had personally told her that Charlene had information about her father. She had even divulged the knowledge she had gathered so far. Shea was a member of Brendan’s organization—he trusted her, and her loyalty could not be doubted.Thus, Deirdre was left with one last suspect. Her headache intensified into a painful, throbbing migraine. Brendan got down from his bed and pulled her into his arms. He ran his hand down her shaking back in comfort and did his best to hide how sick he really looked. “It’s okay, Dee. Calm down. Don’t overthink. I’m here with you.”Deirdre tightened her arms around him. His scent… It made her feel safe. She finally settled down, but that abject helplessness remained. It was, unfortunately, immune to being banished. “Could it be that I have trusted the wrong person all along, Brendan? I just… can’t believe this. I can’t believe it could be her! She treated me like… I was her own daughter, Brendan. If she wanted something bad to happen to me, s
Resent, Reject, Regret Chapter 998 As You Wish
“It doesn’t matter now that Charlene is dead.” Deirdre hung her head, sighing. “The fact that I didn’t manage to get any information about my father upsets me. I should have known Charlene had a target painted on her back! If only… If only I stayed there and waited for her answer right there and then instead of giving her a few days to mull it over!”“Nobody would have known someone would silence her. Not even me,” replied Brendan, his fingers gently smoothing the creases in Deirdre’s frown. “Don’t blame yourself. You did brilliantly. At least now we know there’s a mole among us. We can use her.”“I know.” Deirdre nodded tiredly. She wished it was all just groundless conspiratorial thoughts in her head. The last thing she wanted was for it to become real. After calming her nerves down, Deirdre thought about her conversation with Charlene before a thought hit her. “Speaking of which… Brendan, do you know a place called Southedge?”“Southedge?” Brendan frowned. “If I recall correctl
Resent, Reject, Regret Chapter 999 Information on Southedge
“Gosh, Miss McKinnon! What happened to you? You look terrible. Is it the cold? Aww, this is why I told you to wear one more layer of clothing over your first one! Good thing I prepared this coat for you, huh?” Mrs. Engel nagged in concern as she cupped Deirdre’s hands in her own, warming her. Deirdre cast her eyes down as a war of conflicting sentiments raged in her head. How was she supposed to believe this kindly older woman was a mole all along? Or that she was one of them?She could feel her unrestrained, almost sincere care for her. So why was the same kindly older woman working for those people to harm her?Brendan gently pulled Deirdre into his arms, stunning Mrs. Engel, who let go. “Mr. Brighthall! Why have you changed out of your hospital gown?” she asked. “I’m ready to be discharged.”“Discharged? Today?” Mrs. Engel was shocked. “But the doctor told me you’re to stay hospitalized for a week more.”“I know how well my health has recovered, and I know for sure I don’t n
Resent, Reject, Regret Chapter 1000 To Southedge, Together
Brendan smiled and pulled Deirdre into his arms. He leaned his head on her shoulder, but a shadow shrouded his mien. “Do you remember when I told you that Southedge lags behind Eastgene?”“Yes?”“Looks like things have changed.”Deirdre froze and shot him an aside glance. “What do you mean?”“Southedge is an island, so its development echoes that of a small country. It’s completely different from metropolises like Neve, especially when its geography and resources could not compare to that of a large country. Southedge was, at most, a second-class city… until now. According to the information Sam gave me back in the car, Southedge is developing at a pace that could possibly eclipse Neve.”Deirdre was bewildered. Neve was the nation’s most prioritized first-class metropolis. Southedge, in comparison, was just a remote island. How could the latter somehow match the first?“But how?”Brendan’s expression darkened. “This is what puzzled me. Maybe local authorities have been working t
Resent, Reject, Regret Chapter 1001 The Old Charlene Is Dead
“Please! Anesthetics! Please… use anestheti—Aaaggrrhhh!”Agony tormented Charlene. She wished to fall unconscious, yet the very thing kept her all too awake—all too lucid. Thus, she was trapped in a prison of pain, feeling everything.As her ordeal continued, a man sitting on a couch across her watched and smiled unsympathetically. “Oh, you’re not getting any drug or way out of this, Charlene. I want you to carve this pain deep into the crevices of your brain. You’ll never forget who pushed you into this hell.”Charlene screamed and finally blacked out.When she opened her eyes again, the man brought her a mirror. Cold light reflected off his ring as he gave her a window to her new self. She took it. She saw a face wrapped completely in bandages, with only bloodshot eyes peeking out to glare back at her. Hate materialized within her and coursed in her veins, boiling more and more until it reached a fever pitch. The man grabbed and tipped her swollen, brutalized chin to meet his
Resent, Reject, Regret Chapter 1002 Careful Not To Hurt The Child!
Deirdre felt her weight leaving her and tried to calm herself down. “Put me down, Brendan. This isn’t going to work.”Brendan carried her all the way to their bed. Then, he lowered his head and rubbed his chin against her shoulder. “I didn’t mean to walk back on my promise. Had I known you’re afraid of a nightmare, I would have never gone to read them!”Deirdre froze for a little before denying indignantly, “I wasn’t afraid!”Brendan let a laugh escape and leaned close to her lips. They kissed for a while before she remembered something and pushed him away. “Go to sleep.”She buried herself under her comforter. Brendan snaked his arms from behind her and cuddled. “Isn’t it stuffy in there?”It took her a while before she finally answered, “No. So go to sleep already.”Brendan’s eyes softened. He laced his fingers with her own. A thought came to him, and his eyes darkened a little. The next morning, Mrs. Engel started her day early with a broth. Ophelia came to the kitchen in
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