Resent, Reject, Regret

Resent Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 208

Chapter 208 I’m Going to Marry You

Brendan could not have forgotten about that, nor would he allow himself to.

Charlene had risked her life to save him from the fire that year, so he owed his life to her.

“I will honor my promise.” After a long while, Brendan’s gaze dimmed, and he said in a dreary tone,” Ho wever, now is not the time. Deirdre went to prison because of us and has not only lost her eyes but the person that she cares about the most, her mother. I must give her another reason to live.”

He turned his flawless, gorgeous face to the side. His expression was overwhelmed with emotions. “I w ant to atone for the crime we committed in the past.”

“Bu…” Charlene’s lips trembled, and her breathing quickened.

‘Atone for the crime we committed in the past?‘ The remark sounded dignified and sensible, yet Charle ne knew that Brendan would not have minded if he really did not care about Deirdre. ‘Does that mean that he has really fallen in love with her?‘

Her chest was boiling with uneasiness, and she clenched her teeth tightly, her eyes red. “There are many ways to atone.”

“But this is the quickest way. I don’t have much time left.” Brendan interrupted her, his gaze locked on Deirdre, not looking away for even a moment.

Charlene wanted to say something else, but Brendan furrowed his eyebrows tightly. “Charlene, don’t you feel the slightest ounce of guilt? Deirdre went to prison because we compelled her to do so. She lost the two most important things in her life because of that. Do you know how hopeless she was when she tried to jump off the building the other day?”

At this point, Brendan could not help remembering the woman’s pitiful and hopeless expression the oth er day and felt his heart wrench in unbearable pain. “All I want is for her to live on courageously. Then, I’m going to marry you.”

He uttered the final sentence nonchalantly, without any affection, love, or emotion, as if he was only per forming his duty.

Charlene was unusually furious, yet there was nothing she could do when Brendan had already said thi s. If she were to stop him at this point, she would be regarded as cold–blooded and merciless. 1

“Alright… Brendan, I understand.” A moment later, Charlene forced a smile on her delicately beautiful fa ce. “Ms. McKinnon is very pitiful indeed. However, I can’t wait too long either… Don’t forget what you pr omised me.” NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

Upon saying that, she pulled a long face and darted a look at the woman sitting on the sofa, her eyes emitting hatred while she went downstairs.

Brendan followed her downstairs as well but made his way to the sofa. He looked around the room, gra bbed a woolen blanket, and covered Deirdre.

Sensing his thin, cold fingers, Deirdre was stunned. “Brendan?”

“it’s me.”

“Why are you here? Where’s Charlene?”

She got up from the sofa. She had assumed that they would be spending a lot of time with each other.

“She left.” Brendan suppressed his anger but still felt rather displeased deep in his heart. “Why? Did you hope I’d stay with Charlene in the room for a long time?”

Deirdre was stunned by the question.

She did not hope for anything, nor did she feel many emotions in her heart. In fact, she was very calm a

“I thought that Charlene would be staying for a long time.”

“I told her to leave,” said Brendan. Feeling anger in his chest, he said in a righteous tone, “It’s because I promised you that we’d go back to being our past selves in the next nine days so Ophelia won’t notice anything unusual about us. H

Deirdre was caught in a daze for a moment. ‘Brendan actually made Charlene leave? This is unexpected. In fact, you could even say that

“You don’t need to do this.” Deirdre frowned and said, “I’m not stopping you from meeting Charlene. It’s only a

“It is an act, and we shall not be disturbed by others during our rehearsal.”

Brendan suppressed his resentment. He was well aware of how non– confrontational Deirdre was. ‘Did she not feel jealous of Charlene in the past? Yes, of course she did. Bu