Chapter 90 His Enthusiasm Was for Nothing

Deirdre’s entire body was shaking. Sam pinched her lower jaw to pry open her mouth forcefully and prevent her from biting herself until she was severely injured.

“Don’t hurt yourself, Ms. McKinnon. Sir is going to feel sorry for you if he sees this.”

‘Feel sorry?’

Deirdre burst out laughing.

She had assumed that Brendan had perhaps realized his error when he had stood in front of the family mansion. In truth, he had done it so he could torment her more easily.

How could a person like him feel sorry for her?

If he had felt sorry for her, would he have done nothing when her face had been. cruelly destroyed, her child had been aborted, and she had been bullied in prison?

He had been a cold, heartless devil all this time.

Deirdre shut her eyes and felt intense fatigue overpowering her entire body. She had felt like her world was dark for a moment. Now, it felt as if she had found something in the darkness that she’d thought was hope, only to find that her hands were covered in blood. It turned out that she had not found hope but a knife that had been

used to kill her.

a room for me to

did not have the courage

through the mirror. She could still feel lingering fear. ‘The b*tch is actually serious about killing

gave herself a ferocious pinch so the marks looked

facial features and a

moved as he

his hands tightly and leaned closer to

the man’s lips as she could and heard the words he

“Deir… Deirdre…”

filled with coldness instantly, and she pulled a long face. She held Brendan’s hands

won’t forget about her even now that she has been reduced to

was extremely disgusted. ‘In that case, don’t blame

brightly-lit white ceiling came into his view as soon as he opened his eyes, and

up lethargically and

stiff smile on her face. “Are you awake, Brendan?

the room. Soon,

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