Chapter 212 The Woman Chosen by Mr. Brighthall

Brendan loosened his grip, his expression puzzled. “What’s going on?”

Deirdre took a deep breath. “Don’t you see it? I don’t enjoy being in public anymore. Walk a mile in my shoes. If you were me, would you still want to go out so you could be ridiculed by others? Even though I’m used to it, I still won’t put myself on the spot willingly.”

Deirdre not only stunned herself when she made the remark, but she wondered if she had lost her mind.” How dare I tell Brendan my innermost thoughts and resist him? He has always wanted me to be obedient and submissive.”

Only that way would he not take away the person that she cared about the most, Ophelia.

Just as expected, the surrounding ambiance turned oppressive and dull abruptly.

pale, and she was about to explain herself when Brendan said,

of view earlier. You are right. They won’t say it to my face, but they will inevitably ridicule and mock you. If you don’t want to show yourself in public, you can stay

of tears welling up in her eyes abruptly. Emotions were building and surging in her eyes, just like a monstrous

wiping away her tears. “Why are you so astonished? Did you think that I’m so savage and unreasonable that

me to inform you that the party

been prepared in advance and told Deirdre. “Stay in the room and press number one on the phone by the bedside table if you’re hungry. The call will be connected to the concierge, and you can order room service

not have the courage to procrastinate. He followed the staff member to the banquet hall immediately, leaving Deirdre all alone

felt her way around the room with her hands bit by bit and took a seat

to reality, she heard noises coming

Brighthall’s room? You can’t

Gull was

then. Hand me the access card. I’ll

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