Chapter 355 Just Can’t Help Feeling Bitter

“Miss McKinney is-”

The assistant hardly got one more word in before the shrill sound of high heels stabbing the floor reverberated throughout the hall. Its fitful beat was indicative of the wearer’s frazzled concern.

“Brendaaaan!” Charlene called out frantically, her fingers gripping her handbag. “Why aren’t you lying on your bed right now?! Did you listen to what the doctor said? You’re in no shape to walk around, darling! You must get on with the operation and take a long break!”

Not a hint of warmth surfaced in Brendan’s frigid visage. His icy tone hardly thawed.” Make me stay inside any longer, and I’ll be no different from a corpse.”

“But you should at least tell me before you leave! And look at your buttons. They are mismatched, darling. I can’t let you suffer even the weakest winter breeze!”

She tossed her bag to the assistant and latched her manicured fingers around his buttons, ensuring they were all done properly. Only after Brendan’s coat hugged tightly around his chest with nary a break in–between did the young woman break out a smile.

“Now that I think about it, we haven’t been going out since you got hurt, right? Well, now that you’re in the mood to walk, I’m in the mood for a date. You’re coming with me to that restaurant I told you about. I wanna try that couple set they kept touting!”

Deirdre crouched in her chosen corner, her face matted with cold beads of sweat. A sense read pressed against her lungs so hard she almost passed out from suffocation. Only after she heard their voices fading into the distance did the weight disappear.

face, though, did not seem to return

Charlene’s relationship seemed to have stabilized. She was sure these

was not hurt.

like a snowflake in summer. Then, after a while, Brendan would not

sigh, yet her hands clenched into fists. Pain

could not

again–it was exactly as Tobey had

had power, status, and unbeatable social backing.

was hapless against

Miss McKinnon? Why are you

young woman, face pale, crouching behind a potted plant. Frowning, he

forced herself to look better. “There was a big crowd just now, and I felt kinda suffocated. So I, uh, waited here until it

on. Did you have your dinner?” Deirdre nodded and got into the

head to

“Excuse me? 0–Operation?”

needed an

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