Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

Chapter 299 What’s Hers Is Hers

Brendan’s lips were pale, as was his entire appearance. And yet, every word sounded like a strike at an old bell. “I’ll see her even if it kills me!”

He rose to his feet and began to cough his lungs out. His body was careening with every step, but he gritted his teeth and marched toward the front door-and right into the snow.

“Stop it!” Madame Brighthall bellowed breathlessly. “How dare you blackmail your mother with your own. life? What now? You’re gonna stand outside in the snow until you die unless I reveal her whereabouts? This is how you’re going to threaten your own mother?!”

A winter gale swooped through the landscape, kicking up a chaotic swirl of snow in front of Brendan as he stood by the door. Framed by the nipping white horizon and the unforgiving flurry, his back looked small and forlorn. “I’m not blackmailing you or anything, Mom. I just don’t want you to regret this even harder than I do.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“If Deirdre dies, the young woman who’s been your companion over the past two years will die too… And you’ll be the one who killed her. Won’t you regret that?”

Madame Brighthall’s face turned pale. She stared at him wide-eyed, aghast.

mortified.

reveal the biggest secret between them

her with an impassive glance. “What’s hers is hers, Charlene. Time to

Charlene’s face turned ashen.

she asked frantically. “What do you mean? My

feel nothing the first time you saw her? Didn’t you think

the first time she had met Deirdre- when the young woman had summoned a strange feeling in her chest. It had been a kind of familiarity,

a moment, Madame Brighthall looked lost. Then, she shouted impatiently, “Who is

“She’s-

her so much effort to finally get Madame Brighthall to like her, and now he was going to yank her blindfold away and

when had Brendan been

simply looked

the fire narrative had bestowed upon