Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

Chapter 183 You Deserve to Die

Hence, Sam ran over instinctively with his arm outstretched and grabbed Deirdre’s wrist the very moment Deirdre jumped without the slightest hesitation.

He only discovered how absurdly skinny the woman was the moment he grabbed her wrist. She was all skin and bones.

“Ms. McKinnon! Give me your other hand! Quick!”

Deirdre’s expression, which had been filled with despair, finally changed ever so slightly when she heard Sam’s voice, but it was only a minute change.

Tears kept flowing out of the corners of her eyes constantly. She raised her head and said with feigned calmness, “Sam, I treat you well usually. If you really want to do something good for me, loosen your grip, okay? It’s too painful to live. Let me be with my mother and perform my duty as a daughter.”

Sam felt an ache in his heart so painful that he could not speak. Brendan ran over with bloodshot eyes. and clutched Deirdre’s arm tightly.

No one knew this, but Brendan had felt his sinking heart halt to a stop the very moment Sam had grabbed Deirdre. He did not doubt that he would have descended into a boundless hell for the rest of his life if Deirdre had fallen.

“Sam, grab Deirdre’s other hand!” he ordered.

was struggling with all her might. There was no telling where she had found it, but she was grasping a rock

cut out streaks of bloody wounds in Brendan’s hand and turned the back of his hand into. a bloody mess

made Brendan’s body shake once, but

hard that she teared up. “Why are you trying to save me, Brendan? Just because you and Charlene need a

his veins were bulging. “It’s not about

time to ponder this closely, nor did he need to do

mother before she died, would she still have fallen to her death? You have everything, yet

your life! May you be in so much agony that you wish

not see, her eyes were filled with hatred. She wanted to see

What are you

out her other hand. and exerted her last ounce of energy to pry away Brendan’s

he roared, “How

her hand tighter but still could not fight Deirdre’s resistance. He could feel the woman’s wrist slipping from his fingers bit by

felt as if the world was moving in slow motion. He