Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

Chapter 610 Everything Okay?

Joy probably sensed the enmity between these two adults. She suddenly balled her fists and bawled loudly, causing Deirdre to panic a little. "Hush, hush. Don’t cry, Little Joy. Joy is happy, isn’t she? Aunt Deirdre is here with you."

Laura led Cillian down the stairs just in time and stepped forward, her arms outstretched. "Don't worry, Miss McKinnon. She's throwing another tantrum again, really."

The child's crying seemed to have spoiled Gillian's good mood. Irritated, he snarled, "Can you put a cork to it already? This thing doesn't stop crying, whether it’s day or night! And now she's throwing a stupid fit in front of my guests? Christ! Take her upstairs! You two embarrassed me enough!"

Laura's face turned pale. She hurriedly apologized and brought the kid with her upstairs.

Incensed, Deirdre spoke out. "Mr. King, if I may... Every child cries. It's a very common, natural thing to do."

"Natural?" Cillian snorted. "A boy would have been less of an emotional nuisance."

Deirdre narrowed her eyes in rage.

"I take it as you don’t like your daughter, Mr.

much prefer a boy, but that woman couldn’t

if she was the world, but then again, that's just me. I get where you're coming from, Mr. King. After all, how are you supposed to feel good whenever you look at the baby and

so don't take it out on her, okay?

Brendan's not-at-all subtle hint was not lost on him at all. He was irate-nobody had ever

did not even bother to hide his

Smiling, he nodded, "Huh? You're right, Mr. BrighthalI! It's

reach his eyes.

do. Of course, of course!" replied Cillian. "Now, where were we? Ah, yes. Take a seat and have some appetizers. Laura had our meal prepared already. Now, all we need is to wait

and Deirdre sat as the man asked, "The weather’s a little too cold for an excursion. Where did Mr.

"The church."

"The... church?"

know the drill. I guess that's the only thing