Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

Chapter 873 Where is She?

"What's that on your wrist?"

Deirdre’s heart skipped a beat. She retracted her hand immediately as if she had touched something hot, her heart racing. "What's what?"

Her reaction was unexpected; Brendan was stunned. "Uh, why is it so dirty?

It looks like dust." "Oh!" Deirdre exhaled a breath of relief. He did not see her injury after all. After all the trouble the scandal had brought to him via the Brighthall Group, the last thing she wanted was for Brendan to be distracted by her affair. "Er, the wall was a little dusty when I accidentally rubbed my skin against it."

Brendan produced a piece of wet tissue. "I'll help with that."

He gingerly held her wrist with his one hand, but before the wet tissue even made contact, Deirdre suddenly withdrew hers in a state of nervous panic.

"What's the matter?"

quiet, but Brendan thought he understood why she balked.” Sorry. I genuinely only wanted to clean your hand

voice. That hurt feeling did not make her loosen her lips, though. She quietly took the tissue and cleaned her wrist under the table. At

meal as quickly as she could and rose.

he could not risk being too forward in rekindling their relationship by

you'll like me to help with, please don’t hesitate. I will help you.

The warden led her back to the room where the other ten inmates waited in the corner, their eyes boring into

the warden left after a few words, they relaxed. One of them approached her and pulled Deirdre by her hair. "Did

she shook her

cheeks. "Good girl. You should be proud of yourself for not being a snitchin' b*tch, darling, ' cause you just dodged a bullet there. Anyway, you’re sleeping in the corner but leave your blanket. I'm going to spread

about to start the

for far longer than she usually

his car and returned to the

not staying in

else?" the warden replied haplessly. "The scandal she's involved in has grown so big that the