Chapter 119 I Won’t Let You Off
Sam could not help feeling disappointed. “Don’t you like it, Ms. McKinnon?”
“No…” Deirdre rubbed the puppy’s head, and it moved closer to her affectionately to lick her fingers. “I can’t see, so it will be very difficult for me to take care of it. Moreover… I’m living in someone’s house now, so how can I keep a pet without Brendan’s permission?”
“So it turns out that you’re concerned about this, Ms. McKinnon.” Sam could not help chuckling. “Don’t worry. I’ll take care of the puppy’s day-to-day needs. As for Mr. Brighthall, I’ll inform him once he has cooled down. It’s just a pet. He won’t mind it.”
“Don’t…”
“Don’t reject me anymore, Ms. McKinnon. In truth, I can’t send back the puppy anymore because the neighbor’s dog died after giving birth to it. The neighbor tore himself away from the puppy in fear that he would miss the old dog. However, I’m not at home most of the time. If you don’t want it, I really don’t know what to do with it anymore, Ms. McKinnon.”
Deirdre was touched. She could hear the puppy’s whining and how it was suckling on her fingertip so sentimentally as if it was looking for its mother.
“You don’t have a family, huh?” She hugged the puppy in her arms. It was tiny and curled up in her arms comfortably without any shyness.
‘It is just like me now. I have a mother, but it’s so difficult to see her.’
“Alright then…” Deirdre loved the puppy so much that she could not bear to part with it. She assumed a gentle expression for the first time. “I’ll take it.”
Sam was slightly stunned by Deirdre’s current expression. He nodded after a long while and said, “I’ll get some pet milk powder for the puppy then.”
“Hmm.”
Sam left to buy it in a rush. Deirdre cautiously placed a blanket in the box and placed the puppy in the box.
“You don’t have a name yet, right?” She muttered to herself, “You shall be named… Bliss. I hope that you can be in perfect happiness.”
It was a simple name, but it was something so extravagant for her.
The sound of a car’s engine was heard coming from the courtyard. Deirdre shut the box and made her way to the door under the assumption that Sam was back. She
said to the sound of footsteps, “Did you get everything?”
“Get everything what?”
Deirdre’s smile vanished abruptly. The man’s cold, impatient tone sent a chill down her spine until her joy of receiving Bliss vanished completely.
Brendan stretched out his hand and clutched half of her face, his expression icy
cold. “Speak. Have you lost your voice?”
Deirdre could not refrain from shaking and said with great difficulty, “Sam went out to get some stuff.”
“What is he getting?”
Deirdre clasped her hands tight behind her and lowered her eyes. “Tampons.”
Brendan furrowed his eyebrows and removed his jacket. “Aren’t you supposed to get it on the 20th? Why are you getting your period on the 15th?”
“Lifestyle factors.”
Brendan ignored her and poured himself a glass of water. He took a sip and said in a cold voice, “Charlene will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow.”
Deirdre pursed her soft lips. No wonder he came today out of nowhere. He came to warn her.
“I’ll move Charlene into the villa for a few days by then. Remember what you promised me. I will never let you or Sterling off the hook if anything bad happens during her stay.”
Deirdre’s face turned ghastly pale, and she lowered her head. “Noted.”
Brendan was infuriated by the sight of her fearful, tortured mannerisms. He had no idea why he would come here when he had tons of work left in the company.
All of a sudden, the box moved, and he shifted his gaze. “What?”
Deirdre took two steps forward in haste and protected the box, “No… Nothing…”