Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

Chapter 813 The Bullet Didn’t Hit You "Really?"

Brendan's eyes lit up.

Deirdre had never once smiled ever since she stepped foot into this mansion, and this was the first time she said she wanted to go out to get some fresh air.

"I’ll come with you," he said, his voice thick with exhilaration.

Deirdre frowned. "Why do you want to come with us?" "I can help you to carry stuff. I can be the driver too."

Even Mrs. Engel could sense the submissiveness in Brendan's voice. He used to be a very powerful person in Neve. There was no way he would willingly become other people’s driver.

Deirdre turned her head sideways and said, 'That's not necessary. Look at the wound on your shoulder. I doubt you'll be able to hold anything right now, let alone carry some heavy stuff. We can walk there ourselves. We don't need you to drive us there."

Brendan's face sank. "I just don't want you to leave my side, Deirdre."

the

he saw Brendan, he said, "Sir, you can't go out with your

turned his head around to Deirdre and said, "Miss McKinnon, please help me. Mr. Brighthall can't

turned to Brendan

in the end. He just looked at her and said in a raspy voice, "I'll wait

"Mr. Brighthall loves you very much, Mrs. Brighthall. He doesn't seem like someone who'll give up so easily. I thought he was

not know what to say. She placed her hand on the stomach and said, "Maybe he doesn't want me to get

In the mansion...

turned his head around and glared daggers at Sam, causing the latter

I don’t allow you to go out with Miss McKinnon, but you're in no shape to go out

on time. At that time, you might even collapse before you can step

off the bandage that Dr. Lang had put on him, revealing the dark bullet hole and

livid with rage when he saw the wound. 'That