Chapter 700 I Want You to Marry Me

Brendan recalled once again and found it strange. Both women had the exact same face, but why were Charlene's eyes glistening with intelligence and scheming?

Was it because she was honored over the years that she became obsessed and incapable of becoming the person she was in the past?

Brendan’s mind was a chaotic mess. He stopped himself from continuing to think about it with great effort. He shut his eyes to calm himself and opened his eyes again. "As for the favor from the fire, I’ve already paid it back with eight full years of my life. I saved your life once during that period. A life for a life, so I don’t owe you anything anymore."

He owed it to Deirdre, and he would never be able to repay it fully. He hoped that he could make it up to her bit by bit with this.

"I don't agree with that!" Charlene's beautiful face became distorted. "I won't!”

Brendan looked at her coldly. "It's up to you to agree with that, but I get to decide if I'm willing to do it. If you want to be with me and make Deirdre leave, I can tell you that the answer is no!"

spoke so resolutely that it made Charlene feel sad and angry.

said, "I'm not asking you to leave Deirdre, but... you have to marry me! I want you to announce to the

abruptly. "Don't even think

a rush." Charlene said casually, "I won’t pressure you

Brendan's veins bulged up, and he glared at Charlene as if he was looking at a

take her down with him as well. After all, Brendan was determined to acquire the information in her possession. "I just want to discuss it with you. Brendan, I've been dating

relationship with Deirdre either. She can still have Kyran with her

pupils turned still instantly as if he

smile because she knew that

as she had expected. He said with cold eyes,' Do you think that a photo and trivial information is enough to get me to marry you? If you want more, you're going to have

give you what

did not speak. Instead, he

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