Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

Chapter 182 She’s Dead, Right

“I have something important to attend to. Postpone the meeting!”

Sam was stunned, and his face turned pale. “Mr. Brighthall! You’ve been after this project for more than six months…”

“I said, postpone it! Get me flight tickets immediately! We’re going back to Neve!”

Sam had also noticed that something was off. “What’s going on in Neve?”

“Deirdre is threatening to commit suicide on the third floor of the villa.”

He wanted to hop on a flight to return to Neve, but doing so was not as simple as he thought it would be. There was no available flight now, and the earliest flight would take off at midnight.

He would need to wait five more hours.

Forget about five hours. Deirdre might not necessarily be able to withstand three hours in the cold wind given her health condition.

Brendan could only arrange for a private jet, so more than two hours had already passed by the time he arrived in Neve. He ran through all the red lights on the way home and found the woman’s emaciated. figure on the third floor when he reached the courtyard.

blowing in the wind, her eyes were shut, and her face was ghastly pale

cold sweat and went running upstairs, gritting his teeth. He bumped into Dr. Ginger and grabbed his shoulders tightly

know that there was

don’t you pull her off the ledge then?

is very sensitive. She would pull. herself forward whenever I tried to move closer to her, so how

his body broke out in a layer of thin

at nothing, huh? You’re

the third-floor room and, from his point of view, there was only blue sky in front of the woman. Brendan had no idea if it was due to the strong, cold

about to lose

She asked, “Where’s Ophelia? Did you bring

Should he have

he had, there would only have

you that

fearlessness in her gaze. She stared in Brendan’s direction with

was holding back tears as

heart wrench in

not speak, but Deirdre’s eyes were bloodshot.