Resent, Reject, Regret

Resent Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 110

Chapter 110 I Don’t Owe You Anything

Brendan said in an icy-cold and condescending tone, “It’s because you can do such a thing. Anyway, I’ve made a concession. If you are still stubborn, don’t blame me!”

Brendan went out and slammed the door behind him. Deirdre was freezing. However, her disappointed heart was far colder than the freezing cold water itself.

Deirdre’s teeth chattered from the cold. She climbed out of the bathtub with difficulty, used her touch to locate a bath towel, and wrapped herself in it. When she opened the door, she felt an unfriendly gaze.

Sofia was sizing up Deirdre before she said dismissively, “Your figure is nothing more than that. I thought even if you looked ugly, you might have a good body shape. Now it seems that I’m wrong.”

From the voice, Deirdre knew who the person was. However, she didn’t want to

argue with her because her hair was still wet, and her head was in pain. She simply asked, “Anything?”

Sofia threw the bag she had been carrying at Deirdre’s feet. “These are the clothes Mr. Brighthall got me to buy for you so that you can put them on.”

“Oh.”

When Deirdre picked up the bag and was about to enter the bathroom to change, Sofia couldn’t wait to step forward and asked, “What’s your relationship with Mr. Brighthall?”

Deirdre didn’t take it seriously as she asked in a reply, “What do you think?”

“What do I think?” Sofia gnashed her teeth and said decisively, “I think you’re definitely not Mr. Brighthall’s sexual partner. You don’t look good enough for him!”

“Why would you ask me when you have denied the answer that you are concerned about?” Deirdre smirked and went toward the bathroom.

Sofia was infuriated. She strode forward and blocked the door of the bathroom. “ How can you be so rude? You should just answer me when I ask you questions!”

The stabbing pain in her head propelled Deirdre to say coldly, “I don’t owe you anything. Get out of my way.”

“Ugly monster, what are you pretending to be? Do you really think you can get carried away with complacency when Mr. Brighthall treats you somewhat preferentially ?” Sofia gritted her teeth as she said that.

Following that, she thoughtfully added, “By the way, do you know that Mr. Brighthall told those men out there that they can freely hook up with you, provided someone is willing to take you home?”

‘What?’ Deirdre’s pupils constricted, her hands clasped on the door frame tightened, her face turned pale, and she felt that blood rushed into her head in rage.

Deirdre couldn’t believe that Brendan would do that to her.

Did Brendan want to drive her to her death? Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

When Sofia saw Deirdre’s pale face, her smile widened with satisfaction. “Don’t worry. There isn’t anyone who has agreed yet. Your look is too disgusting, so no one is willing to take you back and scare themselves. Therefore, it’s best that you clearly know your identity. You’re merely just a toy to Mr. Brighthall!”

Following that, Sofia left, leaving Deirdre alone. She bit her lip till it started bleeding while feeling nauseous and violently retching.

The party was about to end when Deirdre went out after putting on clothes. Surprisingly she was not troubled any more.

As soon as Brendan sent Deirdre back to the villa, he received a phone call from Charlene, who told him that she was fearful after having a nightmare.

When Brendan heard Charlene crying softly at the other end, he immediately rushed to the hospital. Meanwhile, when Deirdre heard the sound of the car starting and driving away, she lay on the sofa and spent the whole night in the cold.

The next morning, it was Sam who placed a blanket on Deirdre. “Ms. McKinnon, why are you sleeping here?”

Deirdre replied in a hoarse voice, “I was rather tired and too lazy to go up. As such, I just sleep here on the sofa.”

“Oh I see. But please don’t do it again because the weather is getting colder and colder. Moreover, you’ve just come back from the hospital, so be careful not to catch a cold again.”