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.

to her absence. As soon as he’d return to the house, he would instinctively call out, “Deirdre,

lot to you, huh? But she’s been away for a while now, sir, so I’ll make you mushroom soup. I’m not half-bad at it

her imprisonment, he had realized her shadow

after finishing up a particularly heady load of work, his head would hurt. He would go to her room unthinkingly

would glare back at

told 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

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

as the days had passed, he had

she was.

him. Only she knew what to say

she would come back sooner or later. She’d

she loved him. He could

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

Brendan! You f*cking disgust me! I wish I could peel off every part of my flesh that has ever been marked by you! I wish you could just f*cking die already! Die, die,

had a knife in her hand, and yet, she threw it away. She turned away

“Deirdre-!”

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