All Chapters of Resent, Reject, Regret: Chapter 211 - Chapter 220

Brendan asked, but there was no response from Deirdre. He figured out that Deirdre was still awake, so he leaned next to her ear and whispered, “It was my fault for disappointing you in the past, Deirdre. I ruined your life and everything in it. If I could do it over, I’d want to keep the child and ask you to stay. However, I can’t turn back time, so please give me a chance to atone. If you still want to leave after meeting Ophelia, I’ll grant you the freedom to do so.”Upon saying that, he tucked Deirdre under the blanket and left. Deirdre opened her eyes and listened to her violent yet loud heartbeat. …The next morning, Brendan received some information from the company. One of the tourism development projects was facing some issues, and Brendan was needed urgently there to connect with the collaborators. The trip could take a week or five days at the very least. Brendan was well aware that Deirdre’s heart was already wavering, and it would be best to continue his victorio

When the woman was done speaking, she went straight to the bathroom. The staff member let out a cough after noticing that Deirdre was still sitting in the same spot absentmindedly. She said, “Miss, since you’re working for Mr. Brighthall, it means that you’re no fool. You should understand the situation and leave. There’s a sofa in the lobby outside, and when it’s over, Mr. Brighthall will let you back in the room.”‘Understand what?‘Understand that Brendan has taken a fancy to a woman and that they’re going to carry out a transaction?’Deirdre felt nauseous, and her entire body felt unwell. She propped herself up on the sofa and stood up. If this was Brendan’s choice, she did not have the right to feel any resentment. After all, she was nothing to him. She walked out the door by feeling the wall, and her actions stunned the staff member. “You’re blind?”Deirdre did not answer the staff member but she continued to feel about the area right in front of her. The staff member w

She looked at Brendan with her seductive eyes, just like a rose about to bloom. Brendan’s expression turned icy instantly, and he exuded an evil, foreboding presence. “Who are you? Who let you into my room?”The woman was so startled that she hastily got up from the bed. “Mr. Brighthall… Please don’t be angry. It’s Mr. Gull… Mr. Gull wants to be a part of this tourism project, so he sent me here…”“Get out of my room!” Brendan spoke through clenched teeth. He found the scent of the fragrance oil in the room so pungent that he was nauseated. He then pulled the bedsheet away from the bed. He refused to take a second glance at anything that the woman touched. “I’ll make sure you wish you were dead if you don’t leave at once!”The woman’s beautiful face turned ghastly. She was not properly dressed yet she did not have the courage to slow down in the slightest. She got out of the room in a haste. “Hold on!”Brendan called out to her. The woman’s heart was racing from anticipat

Brendan could only drive at a slower speed, yet Deirdre had already lost consciousness. Her face went from purplish green to burning hot, and she was chanting Ophelia’s name in her unconscious state. Even when she was at her lowest, the first thing on Deirdre’s mind was still Ophelia. Brendan could not bring himself to feel jealous because Ophelia was everything to Deirdre. He could only clench his teeth and comfort her by saying, “Hold on, Deirdre. You will only meet Ophelia if you’re conscious. It has already been more than a year since you last met her. Don’t you want to live a good life? You have to get through this even if you’re only doing this for her!”However, everything went south from then on. The car engine died. The hailstorm did not cease even after the car died halfway through the journey. Brendan removed his jacket and wrapped it around Deirdre’s body. He got out of the car and carried her in his arms as he ran into the rain without any hesitation. However, B

Brendan lost track of time but he noticed that the whole corridor was dark when he walked out of the study after completing his work. The only source of light was the gap between the door and Deirdre’s room. He opened the door and found Deirdre sitting on the bed in a daze. He furrowed his sharp eyebrows at the sight of Deirdre still fully dressed. “It’s midnight. Why are you still awake and sitting on the bed?”Deirdre was jolted back to reality. She reached for her clothes and said anxiously, “I was trying to recall what type of clothes my mother likes to see me in. I’m planning on wearing something that she likes when I meet her in the morning but I really can’t remember her preferences.”She felt rejected as she talked. She forced a smile, and her head was lowered. “I’m not a good daughter.”Brendan felt a knot in the pit of his stomach, as if the scene before his eyes had triggered something in him. He was astonished that Deirdre was about to meet the woman in the blink of an