Resent, Reject, Regret

Resent, Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 38

Chapter 38 Do You Have Feelings for Deirdre Upon saying that, Charlene turned her head to the side, her body trembling from fear, as if she was reluctant to be in Deirdre’s presence.

However, Deirdre was forced to bow down to her at the door repeatedly because of her remark.

The nurse in the room shut the door coldly while Deirdre remained kneeling before the door on the hard, tiled floor. She had also knelt on the muddy ground yesterday night, so blood was seeping from her red, swollen knees. Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

Deirdre’s face turned ghastly pale from the pain, and cold sweat was streaming down her cheeks. Meanwhile , she heard Charlene’s coquettish voice coming from the other side of the door. “Brendan, I’m thirsty. Will you get me some water?”

The strong passion in the room was unstoppable.

Cold sweat dripped from Deirdre’s face. Her gaze was empty, and her knees went numb from pain.

She drew the attention of quite some people while she knelt in the corridor. People were gathering around to watch her, some of them confused, while others were mocking her by saying, “How can she be a good person if she is kneeling in front of a ward? I heard that the woman in that ward is suffering from a broken leg after being

pushed down the stairs by someone. I think that there is a 90% chance that this woman did it!”

“What a sinister woman! She’s hideous, but her intention is even more malicious. According to a saying, a person’s appearance is a reflection of their inner self.”

“No wonder she’s been made to kneel there. It’s already merciful beyond recognition that she wasn’t reported to the police. How cruel could a person be to be willing to do something like this?”

The group of people engaged in a heated discussion, and in just 30 minutes, Deirdre had already been described as a wicked woman who was jealous of someone else’s beauty.

Charlene had a slice of cake in the room and told Brendan, “I would like an apple, Brendan. Please peel one for me.”

Brendan’s gaze moved toward the door of the ward, and he heard parts of the discussion outside. He furrowed his eyebrows impatiently and asked, “Does your leg not hurt anymore?”

Charlene was stunned for a moment. Then, her eyes reddened with tears abruptly. “Of course it does. I’m only enduring it in silence without showing it. Why are you questioning me out of nowhere … Are you mad at me for making Ms. McKinnon kneel? Brendan , tell me, do you have feelings for her? Is that why you care about her so

much?”

“That would be impossible!” Brendan denied it harshly.’ Me having feelings for Deirdre? That is simply preposterous!’

“You’re the only person I care about.”

“Really?” Charlene cracked a smile and wiped away her tears. “I was under the assumption that you had reconciled with Ms. McKinnon when you took her to the villa. I had a dream last night that you were leaving me to be with Ms. McKinnon and I woke up crying.” She sniffed. “Brendan, I know that I’m being too naive. Aren’t I? I should behave more like a grown woman and stop overthinking things.” “No.” Brendan suppressed the displeasure in his expression. “You’ve been wronged, and I’ve already punished Deirdre.”

“Is that so?” Charlene rolled her eyes from side to side. She knew that it was time and Brendan’s impression of her would deteriorate if she were to put this off any longer. Hence, she said softly, “I was really scared earlier. I was scared that Ms. McKinnon was going to seize the opportunity to hurt me when I was caught off guard. That’s why I refused to meet her. Now that I’ve calmed down, it’s fine that my leg is broken. It’s going to heal anyway, so I shall forgive Ms. McKinnon.”

As she was speaking, Charlene ordered the nurse to open

the door.

Deirdre was still kneeling in the same spot when the door was opened. Her face was already drained of blood, looking as white as a sheet of paper. Charlene blinked and said, “I was too scared earlier, Ms. McKinnon. I hope you don’t mind. You took care of Brendan for so many years for me, so I’ve already . forgiven you in my heart.”

Deirdre’s knees were already numb, but she still stood up with great effort. She found Charlene’s remark amusing.’ Why would you make me kneel for more than an hour if you’ve already forgiven me?’

She refused to make a fuss out of this, so she said in a hoarse voice, “Since you’ve already forgiven me, if there’s nothing else, I shall leave now, Ms. McKinney.” “Hold on!”