Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

Chapter 295 He’s the Executioner

Brendan did not wait for Charlene to form an excuse. He leaped to his feet in sheer rage. “And you swept this under the carpet without telling me a single word of it! Through your silence, you agreed to have Deirdre sent to prison in your stead! Why? Because the one who would be protected with this act was you, wasn’t it? F*cking hell! Charlene McKinney… How do you even sleep at night!?”

His veins were popping out of his skin, but worst of all, he called her by her full name, as though she was a stranger.

Charlene panicked, reached out to him, and pleaded, “No, I can explain!”

Brendan swung her hand off him. He suddenly realized he did not know her

Who was he looking at?

anymore.

How could she be so calculating and cruel? How could she even think the means justified the end? She was no longer that kind, innocent young woman who would throw her life away to save others anymore. Charlene’s eyes were red. She was both terrified and panicking as she tugged on Brendan’s sleeve and sobbed. “P-Please don’t hate me, Bren… I didn’t mean for it to happen. I was just scared! I was so scared of losing you, okay!?

“I had been unconscious for two years while Ms. McKinnon and you just… Your marriage was going so strong that she was bearing your child! If I went to prison… And Ms. McKinnon brought the kid to terms…. I’m no longer relevant to your life, don’t you get it!?

into the fire, even when I could have died, to save you! You should know just how much

was my knowledge of it. But I didn’t act for or against it, did I? I didn’t hurt Deirdre myself, did I? Call me

his waist and squeezing it tight. Tears

driving Brendan into a migraine. He clenched

up at him, still tear-stricken, and muttered,

“Our engagement is delayed.”

“Bren!”

They were still and unfathomable, like the surface of

was the one who insisted on using Deirdre.

he was the

Charlene shivered. Seeing the profound disappointment in his eyes, she suddenly felt more frightened

need time to myself. Don’t

toward

year’s first snow had

daze, Brendan seemed to have returned to the first snow