Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

Chapter 607 She Remembers How Much He Hurt Her

Deirdre remembered. She remembered all of them, and now she returned every single insult he had hurled at her back at him.

Brendan had never, in his life, felt more stung by karma. All of the sh*tty things he had said in the past came back to stab him in his chest, drawing blood.

He opened his mouth. "I..."

Nothing remotely good came out. In the end, he clenched his hands and ended pathetically, "If that's what you think, so be it."

Explaining himself ceased to be meaningful. He could sense an unprecedented deluge of disgust and hatred from Deirdre. It was like a vortex sucking in any remnant of his strength, and suddenly, he found himself too feeble to say anything more.

"So be it?" Deirdre lowered her head. Something seemed to flicker in her eyes. She exhaled a long breath. "Good.”

The room was drowned in frosty silence.

After some time, Brendan spoke. "I talked to the receptionist. Just give her the number, and someone will call him for you."

"Thank you.”

room without sparing him one more glance. She reached the lobby, but before she

right." She nodded. "Is

me the number,

numbers when she stopped herself for a minute. "Hey. If I tell you...

would not be able to stop them if they decided to toss Brendan a clue

"No, don't worry about it. I'll even clear

"Ah. Thanks."

her. She placed it near her ear and

on

call connected. Deirdre could not stop her emotions from pouring out of her lungs

"Dee, is that you?"

and growly. In fact, she almost could not make out his words. She paused and asked, "God, what's wrong with

of his cigarette against the ashtray. He had been forcing himself through several puffs of strong cigarettes to change his voice since he had forgotten to bring his voice-changing

I didn't get enough rest, so I sound kind of tired.

worry crept in again. "Are you alright? Your health,

I'm more interested in you calling me