Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

Chapter 53 Are You Comparing Charlene to Yourself?

“Don’t be crazy. Her body is so weak now that I can only set my mind at ease by taking her with me!” Sterling spoke through clenched teeth and took a glance at Charlene. “You have a real fiancee, Charlene, anyhow, right? You should have had your fill now that you’ve ruined her in so many ways!”

Brendan’s gaze turned ice-cold abruptly when he heard that remark. “Who are you taking with you? Deirdre is mine. She’s mine for life, and she will be buried in my family’s burial site when she dies. Sterling, don’t even think about showing off just because you saved her!”

Upon saying that, Brendan cast a look at his bodyguard before he turned around to head to the intensive care unit, where Deirdre was kept.

“Brend…” Charlene turned her wheelchair behind him. She had heard every part of the conversation. Her face was slightly pale, and she said in a piteous tone, “Since Ms. McKinnon’s condition has already been stabilized, will you take me home? The people who brought me here have already left because they couldn’t wait any longer. I’m scared to go by myself…”

There was agitation in Brendan’s expression, perhaps due to him being stressed after Deirdre’s incident or perhaps due to his deep hatred for Charlene after learning about Deirdre’s blindness. He said in an indifferent tone, “I’ll have Sam take you home. I still have some important matters to go through with Steven.”

Upon hearing that, Sam went over to push Charlene’s wheelchair in a haste. Charlene did not resist but clenched her fists so strongly that her nails dug into her palms, her lowered gaze tainted with a tinge of maliciousness.

She was convinced that Brendan’s attitude was due to Deirdre’s blindness!

would expose her, as they were already in the same boat. However, she was worried that Brendan would attempt to ask Deirdre for answers after failing to receive any information from Steven after

believed Deirdre in the past, but Charlene was

fists tightly and thought to herself, ‘I’m going to make

a long dream, and in the

a long time. However, she could hear

“Wake up.

won’t be able to live peacefully if you dare give up. I’m going to make him suffer

intense pain coming from her chest. Her breathing was shaky from the pain, and tears

herself down with great effort, only to discover that her hand

person’s hands were huge and wide, and coldness was radiating from their fingertips. Her dazed eyes followed the fingers of

planned to touch me while I slept for a long time, right? Since you can’t resist the desire to touch me, why did you still try to kill

so she exerted enough strength to pull her hand