Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

Chapter 95 Would It Kill You to Stop Vilifying Her

“…I forgot. I believe that I burned myself accidentally when I was drinking warm water.”

“You’re lying!” Brendan tightened his grip over her lower jaw. He knew Deirdre so well that he knew she would lower her head subconsciously to avoid him every time she lied. “If you don’t tell the truth, don’t blame me for holding Sam accountable.”

Deirdre took a deep breath, shut her eyes, then opened them again. “Charlene did it. Are you satisfied?”

Brendan assumed a disgusted expression as soon as she said it. “Deirdre, you must know your limits when you’re trying to frame someone! Charlene was with me all day long on the 19th, so how could she have hurt you! Would it kill you to stop vilifying Charlene?”

‘Here we go again.”

Deirdre wanted to laugh. He had done everything he could to force her to tell the truth but he refused to believe her when she told the truth. In that case, what was the point of her being honest?

“This is the answer you’ll get if you don’t want me to lie. There’s nothing that I can do if you don’t believe me.”

she hurt you?” Brendan sneered. He would like to find

lips tightly. “With her nails. Her nails

on what I see now, you will never change for the better and you’re still as malicious as you’ve always been! How can I believe you when you tell me that she dug her nails. into your hand? Aside from Charlene’s kind temperament and the fact that she would never do something like that, could a puncture wound be so

turned cold when she was scolded by Brendan. It was fortunate that she was already

never change for the better, and I’m still extremely malicious. I’m sorry for

of the bed. Her wounded hand hit the

You could have considered working in the entertainment industry if your face

the

and filled with fatigue. She

her shoulder strongly and forced her to turn. over. “You’re tired? I think that you’re embarrassed by your failed attempt to

voice died away, Brendan was stunned. The woman’s face was drenched in tears, as reflected in his dark

“Am I not human, Brendan? Will you stop humiliating me if I die? What have I