Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

Chapter 650 How Can You Possibly Care About Me?

"No, we wanted this. It was only dragged on by other things," Deirdre replied flatly. The only thing that really bugged her was that she had misunderstood Brendan, but her feelings about him did not change. "We don’t like each other."

"Huh? Okay..." Glenna was baffled, but she respected it enough. "So... you're going to leave with Brendan later?"

'Yes, but I'll be back soon."

"In that case, I'm taking you to the ward first."

Before she could even do what she said she would, Brendan emerged from the door in a coat. His face was sallow and sickly-it was clear just how ill he had become. He kept coughing, and his eyes were bloodshot. When he saw Deirdre, his eyes widened a little.

Then, a look of mockery shadowed his face. "Time to go, Sam," he ordered the guard next to him and ignored Deirdre altogether. He brushed past her.

Glenna held her

expectations, so she was not that shaken up either. "Thanks for bringing me here, but you should go. I'm going to Neve for the time being and will

Give me a call when you're at the airport once you're back,

flashed her friend her usual smile. "Got

made out the vague outline of his back, and followed him into the elevator. The door closed, and heavy silence weighed so much on her that she almost could

Brendan's suppressed coughs occasionally

nonchalance. "Why are you so dead set on returning to Neve? Didn’t you just wake up last night?

covered the fatigue in his eyes. "Is that worry I

me? You hate me to

in silence. "I told you I don't care if you're alive or dead. I'm not going to whine and groan just because you lived, nor am I going to dance

love forever. All you care about is ensuring I’m not dragging your precious

She found herself tongue-tied.