Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

Chapter 429 Who Is It? Come Out Now!

“That’s my pleasure. But you need to take care of yourself, Mr. Brighthall,” said Mr. Taylor. “Anyway, has your condition improved after your treatment?”

“Yeah. The doctor has already arranged an operation for me.”

“A lot of things have happened in Neve after you left. When everyone heard that you were seriously ill, many people tried to climb up and pull you down from the throne. The media and newspapers are looking everywhere for your news as well. Luckily, you came here. If you were still in Neve, there would be a lot of people waiting for you day and night outside of the hospital.”

Brendan did not say anything, and Mr. Taylor continued. “Are you going to postpone your marriage with Ms. McKinney?”

“Yeah,” Brendan replied calmly. “It’ll be postponed indefinitely.”

“What a shame. I was waiting to join your wedding ceremony,” Mr. Taylor said as he washed his hands at the water tap. “But you can have the wedding any time after you’ve fully recovered. At that time, you’ll be successful in your career and have a happy family. You’ll be the happiest man in the world at that time.”

“A happy family, huh?” Brendan lowered his head. He looked at his pale and slender fingers before looking at himself through the mirror. He was wearing a suit, but one could see that he was sick from his ashen face. It was just that he had a handsome and assertive look. He did not look weak at all, and he was still able to strike fear into people’s hearts with a single gaze.

he washed his hands, he said,

Brighthall. Even if you injured your waist, you can

“Ring!”

out from the cubicle behind

shrank, and she hastily hung up the call. Her back was wet with sweat, and her entire being was

to Brendan. Even if she wanted to run right now, there was no place for her to run to. She was like the fish on the block. She just hoped that Brendan could leave now, but

hastily hung up

behind him through the mirror. He frowned slightly, and

in there?”

looking at the cubicle behind him with a piercing

mouth, her entire

on the handle and turned it, but the door was locked from the inside. His gaze turned

“What’s the matter, Mr. Brighthall?”

felt that the person inside the cubicle was weird.