Chapter 851 You Just Want Me to Make Room For Your Darling Charlene

Deirdre froze before jeering, "Aww, I feel so bad for you, Mr. Brighthall.

Spending quality time with Charlene must have exhausted you, but duty compelled you to carry on pretending to be a good father by escorting me to this insignificant check-up!"

Brendan stiffened. His lips parted as though he wanted to say something before giving up. "I’ll carry you into the car." "Oh, no need to trouble yourself with me." Deirdre pulled the coat over herself, her hostility palpable, and made her way slowly to the car as much as her sight could offer her. She took the passenger seat.

The journey was a silent one. Could anyone believe just how these two would unconsciously hold hands together a few days ago whenever they stopped at a traffic light?

They reached the hospital without a hitch, and the procedure began. The ultrasound quickly revealed the child to his parents-Brendan felt his palm sweating at the sight. It was just hard to imagine how small their baby was. It was not even 9cm long.

know? I was honestly pretty worried," the doctor remarked, smiling. "But the baby’s fine and stable.

she said flatly, showing no sign of

gaze darkened. "Dee, that's your child too," he replied in a low

that time, his emotions-rage, agony-had been pouring out

all. I was just a means to bring your child into the world. If it weren't for you using my freedom as a bargaining chip for them, they would have been long gone by this point. To me, this isn’t my child.

was brusque. Brendan let out a shaky, low breath, his fingers trembling. He gripped the young woman's shoulders

contempt. She pushed his hand away from her and helped herself up by the wall. "Don't forget what you've promised me. When the child's

or two because a faint scent of nicotine pervaded the car when he arrived. He turned the engine

alone in the mansion is boring. At

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