Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

Chapter 164 Is The Wedding Coming Soon?

Deirdre was in a daze. They were going to see Brendan’s parents at the old Brighthall mansion?

Well. Their relationship was progressing swimmingly, was it not? Was that why Brendan could not imagine how wicked Charlene really was?

She snickered self-deprecatingly. “Let’s go back to the mansion.”

She doubted that man would skip going to the mansion tonight.

Sam heeded her order, and the car was on its way. Deirdre marched inside when they arrived and took a seat on the living room couch. The long wait began.

The boredom of waiting could be mind-numbing, Sam knew, so he turned the TV on. The first thing that leaped onto the screen were images of Brendan and Charlene shopping for goodies. Then came the speculations of media talking heads and celebrity gossipers.

has been in a very stable relationship with the same young woman for two years, and now, they were caught on a shopping trip together. Is this a sign of

Deirdre froze.

people, right? They ain’t got nothing to do all day other than spew baseless speculations for cheap entertainment. Mr. Brighthall and Miss McKinney were just doing normal shopping-nothing more

to tell me that,” Deirdre replied with a small smile. She appeared unfazed.”

in slight disbelief. These two had spent the night together just a few hours ago, had they not? So how could she not feel even a pang of sorrow after

matter how many questions Sam asked, he knew he could not penetrate Deirdre’s thoughts. He remained in the living room for a while and then left, leaving the young woman alone on the couch, suffering through the laughter

heart felt

about to leave. He could not resist voicing a suggestion even as he was about to excuse himself, though. “Maybe you should rest in your bedroom instead of camping out here, Miss McKinnon. I mean, if Mr. Brighthall has a little too much to drink, he might decide to just spend the night in

later, she forced a smile. “I’m not sleepy, though. Probably slept too much in the hospital. You don’t have to worry about me. Just

felt his reply choking in his throat. Deirdre running away

thought out. He was just a subordinate carrying out orders. He had

In that case, excuse me, Miss McKinnon. Have a good