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Chapter 193 The Deceased’s Belongings
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Sam picked up the letter from the floor, and the sight of the writer’s name signed at the bottom made him stop breathing. The letter appeared to be old, and not in a fake way. It really was the letter left by Ophelia when she had still been alive. He looked at Deirdre, who was standing in front of him. The woman had stopped moving as soon as the police officer had left and was now dangling from the gate just like before without moving. The jacket had already fallen to the ground during her struggle, and the back of her figure looked emaciated. The sight of her made pity fill his heart. “Ms. McKinnon…” Sam felt uneasy deep down and spoke in an exploratory manner. Deirdre slid down from the gate abruptly, her unfocused eyes bloodshot. She shook her head desperately and chanted, “It’s fake… It must be fake! My mother is obviously still alive and well. I heard the voice clip of her saying she missed me. How could someone like her possibly have committed suicide a year ago? This mus
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Brendan’s sharp brows were tightly furrowed. He was about to speak when Deirdre said, “But I know that he was just a fake cop. Apart from the fact that he suddenly found the villa’s location for no apparent reason today, he talked about almost the same things as that person the other day.”“What?” Brendan sounded alarmed. “What did he say?”“He claimed that my mother Ophelia died a year ago after jumping off a building.”Brendan’s entire body tensed up as soon as he heard the remark. “Those people are all talking nonsense!”“Hmm, I know,” Deirdre said. “I believe that you wouldn’t lie to me.”Brendan fell silent once again. After a long silence, he asked, “What’s that letter on the table?”He had come in such a rush that Sam had not managed to brief him on all the details. Deirdre was stunned for a moment before she answered, “It’s just a letter. It’s nothing important.”The letter had come out of nowhere, so Brendan refused to believe that it was as unimportant as Deirdre h
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The letter was positively crawling with wishes and hopes for Deirdre, and only a few lines described the mother’s own state of affairs. She had clearly believed this was just another of many letters she would pen for her daughter in the future—she had thought she would get to write again. She had not known, at the time, that she was writing the last letter she would pen in her life. Brendan’s chest tightened. He had just destroyed one of the most priceless things in the world… with his own hands. If Deirdre knew…She would go mad. He immediately called someone in to restore the letter.Deirdre returned to her room shortly after he left. She instinctively got down on all fours, her hands grazing across the floor to feel for the pieces. To her disappointment, she could not find a single piece, even though she was sure Brendan had scattered it like confetti.“Miss McKinnon, what are you looking for?” Sam asked.“Can you help me look, please?” Deirdre replied with a request. “Are
Resent, Reject, Regret Chapter 197 Help Me Keep Up The Act
“Dr. Ginger’s suggestion,” Deirdre replied flatly. She let the coat hang on her shoulders. “He said a shut-in lifestyle wouldn’t help my recovery either, so he told me to go outside and immerse myself in the elements for a bit.”“I don’t think your sorry excuse of an outdoor getup was part of the suggestion, was it? How will you see Ophelia if you catch a cold?”There was a plop as her gardening shears fell to the ground. Deirdre looked at Brendan in disbelief, her tool forgotten, her lifeless eyes quivering in their sockets. “What did you say?” Her voice was trembling. “I said...” Brendan repeated himself with emphatic enunciation. “Ophelia is ready to return. She’ll be with us in ten days.”This meant more than the world to her. Her eyes reddened instantly, and she clawed at Brendan’s collar—despite already suppressing most of her violent excitement—and blabbered, “D-Don’t you dare do this to me, Brendan! Don’t! Don’t g-give me hope…”Brendan fixed a strangely unyielding star
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“The truth behind our…?” Brendan’s ire was palpable. “What’s that supposed to be?”Deirdre panicked a little. He knew exactly what she meant and had asked her this question anyway. How was she supposed to answer that?Brendan closed his fingers around her wrist as his handsome face loomed close to her own. “We. Are. Husband. And. Wife, Deirdre McKinnon,” he stated, prolonging each word. “You should remember that. I’m not some polyamorous man loving a harem of women. All you have to do is stay in your lane and stop trying to harm Lena—and I swear, you’ll always have a shelter in me. “It’s not impossible for us… to go back to how it used to be.”Brendan stiffened. Had he really said that? Why would he say that? Was this his deepest wish after all? To go back to that time?Deirdre was so taken aback that she could not even reel out of her own shock. His voice—his request—reverberated within her brain like a cursed echo. What was the point of telling her this? Was he trying to expl
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Brendan would admit that he was feeling up, but he absolutely did not appreciate seeing her initial reaction to his arrival. It was as if she was accusing him of being nothing but a sex-starved animal!“I came here to rest, Deirdre.”“Rest?”“Yes. Rest,” he replied slowly. “Look, it will be very easy for Ophelia to see through our current facade. You’re repulsed by me, and that’s so obvious even I could tell. The good news is, we’ve got 10 days to slowly phase into some semblance of intimacy. It’ll look natural in the end.”Deirdre’s face turned pale. Brendan, sensing a revolt, changed tactics. “If you object to it, fine by me.”Object? Deirdre felt the wind get knocked out of her. Her real intention was obvious, but this was not optional for her. She had to please him, not just for Ophelia’s sake, but because she knew Brendan very well. This was the man who would do anything—noble or ignoble—to get what he wanted. Nothing she could say or do would change that. She would rather
Resent, Reject, Regret Chapter 200 I’ll Lead You
Where to?Not that she would receive an answer even if she asked. She rose and got changed. Then, when they reached the front door, Brendan removed his scarf and wrapped it around her neck. They left. Deirdre was a little uneased by the gesture. She waited for a while before removing the scarf and holding it in her hand. After a while, she heard him announce, “We’re here.” He removed his seatbelt, and Deirdre followed. They were in some bustling place. She could hear traffic and crowds of people all around her, so they had to be in the middle of a busy street. He caught her hand and said, “I’ll lead you.”Brendan displayed unprecedented patience. With her in tow, he weaved through the sea of people, her confusion growing and her mind going blank. Then, finally, she heard someone say, “Welcome!”They had entered some kind of shop. “Where are we?” she asked, feeling confused. He was not acting like himself today. “You’ll know in a while.”It did not take a while. She mere
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She finally got to let out the chest-wringing breath she had been holding in since Bliss’ death. She had felt it—the puppy pushing its face close to hers, whimpering with her as she sobbed. It was consoling her. She imagined that was what Bliss would have done too.Deirdre cast her eyes to the ground. The storm clouds that had seemed to be permanent on her mien faded, and Brendan was the sole witness of her subtle transformation. While he managed to observe Deirdre’s change, he was blind to his own. The trademark severity in his visage had softened into meek, wistful joy. They walked for a while until, suddenly, Deirdre stopped. Brendan almost lost her, but he paused and turned around. “What’s wrong?”She scanned her surroundings with a frown. “A child’s crying.”“A child?” Brendan was a little surprised. They were at the fork of a busy street flooded with couples and office workers going about their day. There was not a single child in sight. “Could it be some kind of hallu
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