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.”

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

nodded. "Is now a good

ahead and break a leg. Tell me

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

be able to stop them if they decided to toss

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

"Ah. Thanks."

passing it to her. She placed it near her ear and listened to the dialing tone pumping rhythmically in her

was on

emotions from pouring out of her

"Dee, is that you?"

could not make out his words. She paused and asked, "God, what's wrong

his voice since he had forgotten to bring his voice-changing device. The absence of his handy tool was also why he had not been calling Deirdre over these few

didn't get enough rest, so

felt relieved. And then worry crept in again. "Are you alright? Your

in you calling me with a new

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