Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

Chapter 285 The Thought of Being With Him Makes Me Retch

Brendan was strapped for choices. This was the only one he had left. “You’re the one who kept her company for the longest time. She would at least grant you the chance to talk to her, I just know it. So please tell her… That if she keeps this up, none of us will be able to save her from imprisonment.”

One more day of Deirdre staying in that cell was one more day of him losing sleep. He could not bear it.

It was as Brendan had predicted. She allowed Sam to meet her.

She was a blind woman who had discarded any care for personal grooming. By the time Sam saw her, her disheveled hair and dirty clothes painted the picture of a mad woman abandoned in an asylum. Sam’s chest hurt.

He picked up the phone, took a deep breath, and began to speak. “Miss McKinnon? Please… Let’s stop this, alright? Of all people, you should know fully well how this might end if you hold on like this. The only result you’ll get is incarceration. And for what?”

Deirdre stared through the window nonchalantly. “If you came here just to talk me into backing down, then goodbye.”

She rose.

With a pang, Sam suddenly blurted out, “I’m sorry!”

She stiffened.

fists, his heart tortured by guilt. “I knew she was fake too, and yet I said nothing.. There were so many times-so many chances

was just an animated corpse. “You were just carrying out orders, weren’t you? You had no reason to go against Brendan

answer only made Sam

finished her thought.” Brendan sent you to talk me into standing down, didn’t he? Then pass my message to him: I know nothing will come out of this fight. I know it is a hopeless, fruitless cause. But I’d rather die in prison than die in his

her

to Brendan and relayed all of her messages but the last part. He looked down, looking clearly perturbed. Sharp-eyed as ever, Brendan demanded, “What? Are you hiding something from me?” Sam obliged and, with

back of his hand. His lips were trembling. “So that’s what she said, huh? She’d rather go to prison than be with me. She’d rather suffer than see me

Sam said nothing.

clenched his fists tightly. God, his heart was wringing in pain. It felt worse than the pain of the knife sinking into

this be? Deirdre did not use to be

away her dignity for him. He used to leave her as soon as he was done screwing her, and she used to fight back tears

so she could smile

him. He had known he was venting on Deirdre and yet he had kept