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.

surprisingly unaccustomed to her absence. As soon as he’d return to the house, he

must mean a lot to you, huh? But

her imprisonment, he had realized her shadow still

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

in her unlit room would glare back

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 could be reasonably expected to change their habits at the drop of

to her, he had told himself. Once he got

had passed, he

how understanding she was. How docile and obedient she was. How perceptive she was. How

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

she would come back sooner

He could always bank on

suddenly, a woman’s face-crazed and twisted

disgust me! I wish I could peel off every part of my flesh

hand, and yet, she threw it away. She turned away from him and dove headfirst

“Deirdre-!”

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