Resent, Reject, Regret

Chapter 922

Chapter 922 Get the Coffee Tested This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

Hence, Deirdre was not surprised that Charlene would spike Brendan’s drink, but she was surprised by Brendan’s determination.

Frankly, she did not trust Brendan very much. After all, Deirdre had become extremely passive because of the things Brendan did in the past. Yet, Brendan would actually choose to forcefully brace the medicine effect and lose consciousness so he would not hurt her.

Mrs. Engel’s gaze landed on Brendan’s flawlessly handsome face. His eyebrows were still tightly furrowed in his unconscious state. One could imagine how unpleasant the experience was for him earlier.

“Mrs. Brighthall.” Mrs. Engel could not refrain from saying, “Mr. Brighthall loves you very much, really.”

Brendan woke up feeling sore all over his body. Half of his body was numb from being squeezed into a small sofa in view of his tall and muscular physique.

He was preparing to get up when he felt the weight pinning down his waist. He lowered his head and found Deirdre lying on him. She had a blanket covering her body, and she was sound asleep.

It was such a wonderful scene that he could not bear to disturb her, but he figured that Deirdre would not feel comfortable in such a position. Thus, he scooped up the woman carefully and placed her on the sofa where he was earlier. He looked at the woman’s calm, sleeping face, and his dark eyes were filled with intense affection.

Still, Brendan’s gaze turned cold bit by bit when he remembered yesterday’s incident.

He left the room and found Charlene sitting absentmindedly on the sofa with a frown.

Brendan walked downstairs, and his heavy footsteps awakened Charlene.

Charlene suppressed her panic. She figured that Deirdre’s body would not be able to withstand the process if Brendan were to sleep with Deirdre instead of her.

Nonetheless, she did not expect the night to pass so peacefully.

Apart from her action failing to bring any change, Brendan would never let her off after what she did.

At the thought of this, Charlene took it upon herself to cry first. “Brendan, what happened between you and Miss McKinnon in the study room last night? I felt that something was off and wanted to check up on you, but Mrs. Engel wouldn’t let me go. She claimed she didn’t want me to ruin your good time with Deirdre…”

Brendan watched her put on an act coldly. “Don’t you know yet?”

Charlene bit her lower lip and sobbed. “Don’t I know what? Brendan, I really don’t understand what you’re talking about…” “I was drugged.” “What?” Charlene appeared especially shocked. “For real?” “I was ill in the study room for the whole night. It’s possible that I would be admitted to the hospital today if not for Deirdre.”

Brendan looked at Charlene with a burning gaze while she braced herself to say, “How did that happen? You had dinner with us yesterday. Could it be some sort of food poisoning?”

She suddenly said, “Could it be Mrs. Engel? She refused to let me check on you in the study room by blocking my path. Perhaps it was her who drugged your meal so you could reconcile your relationship with Miss McKinnon.”

Brendan looked at her and said, “I share the same thinking too. Otherwise, why would I be drugged for no reason? However, other than the dinner yesterday, I had only consumed one more thing, and it was

the coffee you made me. It’s fortunate that I still have half of the coffee left. I’m going to send it to get tested in a laboratory. If the coffee is fine, it must be Mrs. Engel. Don’t worry. I won’t let her off for sure when the test results are out.”

She felt a shiver down her spine, and her gaze was shifting in panic. She watched as Brendan was about to call Sam so he could send the coffee to get tested. Charlene hastily grabbed his arm and smiled forcefully.

“Brendan, it’s unnecessary to get it tested since nothing bad happened. Miss McKinnon will surely be sad if she learns that Mrs. Engel is at fault when the test results are out. She is pregnant and emotional. It will not be good for her.”