Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

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.

health was rather critical the last time, you know? I was honestly pretty worried," the doctor remarked, smiling. "But the baby’s fine and stable. All signs point to us expecting a healthy, hearty baby!" "That’s good news," Brendan instinctively moved his hand to

him and pulled the coat over her tightly. "Are we done now? I'd like to go," she said flatly, showing no sign of maternal joy. It was as if

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

he said. She realized it was something he had said while she was seeking an abortion in Surstate. At that time, his emotions-rage, agony-had been pouring out of him.

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. It's just a clump of

a shaky, low breath, his fingers trembling. He gripped the young woman's shoulders tightly and forced her to

and helped herself up by the wall. "Don't forget what you've promised me. When the

car for a long while before Brendan finally returned. He probably had a cigarette or two because a faint scent of nicotine pervaded the car when he arrived. He turned the engine

boring. At least my