Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

Chapter 913 It Happened

Charlene wanted to ignore it, but a glance at the screen made her change her mind.

Deirdre's voice came as soon as she answered it, murmuring, "When are you coming home, Brendan? I... I’m having some difficulty breathing.

Please take me to a hospital." 1

Breathing difficulty?

Charlene snickered to herself. God, what a pathetic excuse this b*tch had cooked up. Deirdre acted as though she did not care, yet quietly proved that she was hoping she could win Brendan's heart through her kid anyway. What a wh*re.

"It hurts to burst your bubble. Miss McKinnon, but it's me. Bren's not in a state to answer your call, I'm afraid."

he doing next to you?" "Well..." Charlene gave a chuckle worth more than a thousand words. "Do you really want me to spell it out, Miss McKinnon?" "Where is Brendan!?" Deirdre's voice

exhilarated. After all those times of being second place to Deirdre, she finally had her chance. She ogled at Brendan, who was still unconscious beside her, with a look

offered a sum of cash to a staff member at the bar. "Help me move Mr. Brighthall upstairs,

there, Charlene began removing her clothes

and groggily woke up a

Charlene's heart stopped.

"Of course! Right away!" She chirped, getting back to

them like a shroud. She excitedly strutted back to the bed and touched the man on the bed. There was a strange scent in the air tonight-a fragrance that

Or rather, she drank him like a

everything

with a headache. When she remembered what happened last night, though, she could not stop herself from

he slept, he looked distant and aloof-a distance between him and the rest of the mortals. It did nothing to stop Charlene, though. She was in love with that face