Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

Chapter 810 Hemorrhage

A sharp sting spread out from his heart to the rest of his innards. It hurt so much even his injury on the right arm paled in comparison.

"Alright. If you won't, then I won’t ask for it either."

He assented instead of demanding his request be met.

Deirdre’s eyelashes trembled. She was surprised to see him showing no anger. She was surprised he managed to calm himself and not make it an issue.

On the top floor of a hotel in Neve, a man knocked on the door of the luxury suite before reporting to a man standing in front of the floor-to- ceiling window.

has left

wineglass between his fingers and watched the light reflecting off its rim. He set the glass down. "Oh? Did he notice it?" "No." Disdain animated the underling. "We successfully ambushed him, meaning he was not sharp enough to notice things like that. I doubt he knew we bribed the operating doctor into introducing medicines that could make his injuries worse after the operation." 'Then why did he leave?" "Deirdre McKinnon. The first thing Brendan did after waking up was to run away to meet her. It seems obvious that he treasures

two weeks for his wounds to be infected and deteriorate. His body will be done for."

of our backup plans." 'Yes,

since the afternoon, has he? And now, he's all cooped up in his study with Sam. Should we send him some

eaten much today. He had left almost half of his food untouched by the time Mrs. Engel

it was because his wound was hurting too much or if he was full from Deirdre's pasta. Either way, he should be coming downstairs for dinner instead of skipping his

give him some, Mrs.

as she was told. Before she could enter the study, though, Sam suddenly clambered out of the door with bloodied bandages on his hand, shocking her. She tripped,

stairs, asking, "What's wrong, Mrs. Engel?” "Nothing at all, Miss McKinnon! I accidentally knocked the soup over!" she cried out as

scent of blood in the air, too. "Huh?