Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

Chapter 801 His Business Trip Was a Lie

Deirdre returned to the living room from the garden and changed the subject, "I'm hungry, Mrs. Engel." "In a minute, sweetie. Your porridge will be ready soon!"

The night, surprisingly, turned out to be a restless one. Then, the next early morning, Deirdre found herself woken up by a shrill commotion with Mrs. Engel's best attempt at consolation thrown in. She rose, put on a coat, and pushed open her door.

The racket became clearer and sharper. It crashed into her ears. "For the last time, where the h*ll is Brendan Brighthall!? Tell him to get down here right now! I am not leaving until everything's even!

"How could he do this to me? I sacrificed my entire youth, my better years, to the Brighthall Group! I let them drive me like I was a slave! And he's repaying all that devotion by sending me away to some foreign country and forcing my children's schools to expel my kids!?

"What the f*ck is this!? If he's not going to give me godd*mn explanation, I'm taking this to his old residence!"

His voice was also

the stairs and asked,

barged in and demanded to see Mr. Brighthall. I told him the

vague, blurry outline of a person's face, but she could tell from the content of his rant that this had something to do with work. "Sir, Mr. Brighthall’s not at home. If you have anything meant for him, please wait for him to come back before talking about it. Compared to him, we're

did this one act as though she was the mistress of the house? Words were that Brendan was not interested in women except his partner. But should that not be

still won’t show up. If you must shout at him, just do it over the phone or talk to him personally." "As if that's an option! Where the h*ll am I supposed to drag him out to the open?" Mr. Jensen scoffed. "He's

Deirdre's lips twitched. "Are you telling me Brendan's scared ... of you? Are you telling

he bit back with a brusque snarl. "I don't give a sh*t what he's doing.

welcome to search every room in the

better than to do that. Gritting his teeth, he growled," Where is he?" "Out on a business trip." "A business- Oh, shut the h*ll up!" Mr.

supposed to solve and decides to go on a business trip instead? My