Chapter 641 You Suspect Me?

It was by no means serious, but external wounds were usually the most painful type of injuries anyone could suffer.

Even a little brush on a gash could make one think a sharp, thin blade was peeling their skin.

Brendan took a deep breath to calm himself before finishing the entire glass of water.

Deirdre placed the glass back on the table.

He took another gulp of breath before stating, "The phone’s in the drawer near the headboard."

Deirdre felt her way to the cabinet near the bed and pulled the drawer out.

The phone was where he said it would be—a revelation that surprised her since she had not expected him to make it so easy.

Then her surprise faded immediately into the same stony face she had reserved for him since the beginning.

"Seems like there’s no more reason for me to be here.

Goodbye."

on her heels

" Deirdre."

voice came out almost like a frail

dead in her tracks but did not spare him

Brendan sneered.

you be glad...if I

overwhelmed Deirdre’s mind for a second before she snapped out of

die here? Ha! This was

Frost covered her eyes.

give a damn.I’m not gonna feel happy or sad because you're dead because you don’t even mean a thing to me.As long

cough and gave her an unfathomable

what you think about me? Not even if I explain myself...not even

are you going to defend yourself with lies

beet red from the sheer rage accumulating in her chest.She had lost

sh't had not, even once, apologized to her for abandoning

Did he really still see her as the same moron from four years ago who would come rushing back to him just because he said one or two nice things? Shaking in

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