Chapter 287 He Had Gotten Used to Her

“Shut up!” Brendan bellowed with all his might. His wound vibrated with his growl, making him cry out at the sharp pain in tandem.

His vision blurred. His knees buckled.

Her car had fallen into the sea? She had died?

Impossible! That was insane! She had been so alive yesterday when she had cursed his name, made how much he disgusted her plain, and screamed about avenging her mother! She had been so alive when she’d wished he was dead! And now… her fate was suddenly uncertain?

Brendan’s vision turned black and he toppled.

A nurse screamed nearby.

Before his consciousness faded out, he muttered, “Deirdre… Deirdre…”

He had a dream.

the first few days after Deirdre’s incarceration, Brendan had been surprisingly unaccustomed to her absence. As soon

lot to you, huh? But she’s been away for a while now, sir, so I’ll make you mushroom

imprisonment, he had realized

head would hurt. He would go to her room unthinkingly and order, “Deirdre, I need a

would glare back at him and

himself it was just a force of habit. For two years of marriage, Deirdre’s presence had littered all over his life. She was just a part of his days, and nobody

gotten used to her, he had told himself. Once he got used to her absence, he would forget who Deirdre McKinnon

had passed, he had

was. How docile and obedient she was. How perceptive she was. How well

was like a telepath tuned only to him. Only she knew

she would come

He

Then, suddenly, a woman’s face-crazed and

I wish I could peel off every part of my flesh that has

and yet, she threw it away. She

“Deirdre-!”

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