Chapter 580 The Man Who Barged In

"Ms. Deirdre, are you truly Mr. Brighthall's wife?" said Joan in a tone full of disbelief and contempt.

Deirdre’s smile froze for a second before she regained her calm expression. "Didn’t you ask this question before? I remember that Brendan answered you truthfully."

Biting her lip, Joan insisted. "I want to hear the truth!"

'The truth?" Deirdre smiled. 'The truth is what you already know. I'm indeed Brendan's wife."

Deirdre didn't lie. She was indeed Brendan’s wife, even though they would file a divorce in a few days.

"How is it possible?" Joan snarled, her voice shivering, "A woman like you-

"What's wrong with a woman like me?" asked Deirdre. The aura she was emitting at this moment was surprisingly similar to Brendan’s.

was taken aback, but because of her intense unwillingness to reconcile, she said impolitely, "You have neither a

"Ms. Wood, you're right. I don’t have a family background as good as yours, but I'm very well educated by my mother. I know I shouldn’t belittle others, or be arrogant and self-righteous.

referring to Joan as not a well-educated, arrogant, and self-righteous

implicit meaning of Deirdre’s

bother to continue arguing with Joan. She went into

the washroom, she was so furious that her eyes reddened. From the corner of her eyes, she saw a middle-aged man staggering toward the washroom. She

of the toilet stall and paced toward the sink to wash her hands,

loud, she turned her head

quite drunk. When he saw Deirdre, he immediately squinted." Where did the beauty come from? Why did you

'Men's washroom?’

structure, she frowned and said, "It's

he staggered toward Deirdre. His ruddy face revealed his wretchedness as he said, "I did drink some alcohol, but I'm not deaf. I clearly heard that

'That woman?'

Joan was the one who had set this up for

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