Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

Chapter 96 She Didn’t Lie

“There’s no wound on the patient’s hand?” The nurse was caught by surprise. “There is a wound, though. It’s very serious. It’s not only infected, but the wound will discharge pus at night. That is why we keep the wound bandaged.”

“Infected?” Brendan got up from his seat. “When did that happen?”

The nurse thought for a moment. “On the morning of the 19th.”

Deirdre was actually telling the truth. She had been injured on the morning of the 19th. On the other hand, that morning….

Brendan could not help breathing heavily as the image of Charlene showing up that morning popped into his mind. He clenched his fists tightly and asked eagerly, “What does the wound look like?”

The nurse was startled but she did not have the courage not to reply. She considered it closely for a moment before she pointed at the back of her hand. “It’s injured here, here, and here. It’s all covered in puncture wounds, and her hand bruised up right away. Her flesh was dug out of her skin, and she was bleeding profusely.”

‘Puncture wounds… Puncture wounds!”

It was just like Deirdre had described it!

Brendan’s mind went blank. He shut his eyes and thought about Deirdre’s crying face when she had said in a deep voice, “Am I not human, Brendan? Will you stop humiliating me if I die? What have I done to deserve this?”

was extremely aggrieved. It was the reason why she had been sobbing soundlessly while she’d made that extremely aggrieved remark.

then felt an unusual emotion surging through his chest

tightly. “I’m coming in

lowered her head shyly after seeing Brendan’s gorgeous, flawless face. She

were open and there

McKinnon, I’m here to dress

The hospital is swarmed.”

lowered. She pushed herself to sit upright

bandage from Deirdre’s hands skillfully. Brendan’s pupils constricted abruptly the very moment he saw the

of flesh and skin. The sight of the

painful. Just looking at it

the possibility of Deirdre plotting everything properly and hurting herself after

he saw the wounds Deirdre could not possibly have done that to herself no matter how

would be bad if they turned into scars” The nurse muttered to herself as she soaked the cotton balls in antiseptic liquid and

in pain, and Brendan realized that he felt the pain

he blurted out without