Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

Chapter 855 Brendan Doesn’t Deserve You

The maid fell onto her knees pathetically. "B-But Madame Brighthall, Miss McKinsey's going to marry Mr. Brighthall! She's going to be our mistress very soon, and we... We can't possibly say no to someone like that! What if Miss McKinsey holds grudges against us-" 'You're telling me... You cower before her so-called authority while I’m still alive!?" "Madame Brighthall?"

A soft, quiet voice flitted through the room from upstairs. The older woman turned around.

Deirdre was standing at the stairs, her expression placid. Her eyes were not even red. "Madame Brighthall, it was not a big deal at all." She continued flatly. 'They aren’t wrong to think twice about keeping her out. Charli's going to be the next mistress of the family, and if they refuse her entrance on your behalf, it's only going to become a point of conflict between you and your daughter-in-law." "Dee!" Madame Brighthall felt her words choking in her throat. She could imagine just how smug Charlene had been when she deliberately egged Deirdre on with that invitation and felt a pang in her chest. "Don't listen to that woman. All she's good at is spouting nonsense!"

Deirdre flashed a smile. "So, it's not true? Is Brendan not going to marry Charli? The invitation was fake?" "I... I mean-" "Don't worry, Madame Brighthall. I’m not as hurt by this as you think I am," Deirdre interjected indifferently. "Brendan and I made this clear from the very beginning. He wants the child... not me." "Preposterous!" Madame Brighthall thundered in frantic rage. 'You're the only daughter-in-law I acknowledge and the mother of my grandchild! You should be Mrs. Brighthall! It's your rightful place! Bren is the one who's insane!"

Deirdre chuckled dryly. "Nobody is entitled to anything by right, Madame

Besides, I don't

The crowd was stunned.

only the sweet relief of release. This was what she had always wanted to do-to be honest about the

his marriage choice because I don't even care. So, please, Madame Brighthall, don't turn this into a fight between you and Brendan

concern for other people’s situation in places most people would have

the end, the older woman could only sigh. "Brendan...

mention of the upcoming wedding. As the days passed,

chosen mate. They were

the festivities were hosted in the family mansion, and this time was no different. The Brighthall retinue had begun preparing for the occasion as early as the morning bright, and one of them even came to Deirdre's