Resent Reject Regret by Aqua Summers novel Chapter 136

Chapter 136 My Necklace Isn’t On Me

Why was he so exasperated to learn this? Because all of this was supposed to belong to him!

Brendan let go of Deirdre at the height of his rage. She thought this meant she could breathe a sigh of relief, but a new force simply knocked her off her footing, causing her to lie on the desk.

She felt his body pressing against hers and then felt his labored breathing.

A chill crawled up her spine. She knew what was about to happen. “No, Brendan! No!” she yelled, struggling.

He acted as though he could not hear her. He grabbed her arms and pinned them to the side, sneering, Why? Isn’t this the point of your existence? Why else do you think I let you live by my side? And you think. you’ll get to live with Sterling one day-ha! Fat f*cking chance!”

His free hand gripped her neck, his eyes wild with frosty rage. He pushed her down on the desk with his weight and did not care one bit about her struggle, protests, or reluctance.

Charlene listened from outside his study. As she clenched her fists, her beautiful features morphed into something twisted.

Deirdre blacked out during the experience. She did not wake up until the next afternoon.

Charlene had just finished putting on her tailor-made dress and makeup. She was just about to put on her necklace when a thought flitted through her mind.

She dropped the necklace back into the box.

Charlene arrived at the banquet venue in a car. The old Brighthall mansion was already packed with guests by that point, and amid the revelry, Charlene spied Brendan in the lounge.

She could still see scratch marks on his neck. Deirdre had left them.

Her eyes turned cold for a moment. She stepped forward with a smile and greeted him. “Sorry I’m late, Bren. Where’s Mom?”

Brendan’s expression darkened for a moment. “There’s… Deirdre.”

“Oh.” Charlene’s expression froze. A defeated smile settled onto her lips. “It’s fine, then. I couldn’t possibly make Miss McKinnon my delivery girl. You’re right, it’s just a necklace. It’s no biggie.”

Charlene sounded so ginger and meek that it made Brendan feel guilty. He thought about the things Deirdre had done to Charlene-really, compared to the litany of trouble Deirdre had caused, delivering Charlene’s necklace seemed downright trivial. What was the worst that could happen?

He told Charlene to wait for him and strolled inside the mansion to call Deirdre on the family phone.

The woman in question was still sleeping in her room, but the incessant ringing sound coming from the

living room woke her. She opened her eyes groggily and was instantly assaulted by an ache all over he body, wincing and shuddering as a result.

God, it hurt everywhere.