Resent Reject Regret by Aqua Summers novel Chapter 114

Chapter 114 Can’t Get a Permanent Criminal Record

Deirdre’s entire body was shaking. She felt as if the sky was collapsing on her and that the coldness of the world was endless.

“Don’t…” She inhaled a deep breath shakily, and her eyes reddened with tears in an attempt to calm herself as she pleaded with Brendan. “I’m begging you, Brendan. Don’t get the police involved. I’ll agree to any condition…”

“Don’t beg him! Deirdre!” Sterling felt his heart wrench in pain. He rubbed Deirdre’s hair gently without any concern for Brendan’s cold stare and said in a determined tone, “I’ll just be placed in a detention facility for a few days. It’s nothing serious, and I don’t care anyway.”

He looked toward Brendan once again, his eyes filled with coldness. “Our society is governed by law. Could it be that he’s going to get me killed in the detention facility?”

Brendan’s gaze shifted away from Sterling’s hand that was touching Deirdre’s hand. He felt so agitated in his heart that he wanted to hit someone. While he was suppressing his anger, he lit a cigarette and cracked an enraged smile. “I can see that you still don’t understand what’s going to happen to you, Sterling. Don’t even think about becoming a doctor no matter where you are if you get a permanent criminal record.”

Sterling’s eyes shook. “So what? I’ll be fine with not being a doctor. Could it be that I won’t be able to live anymore after losing the job?”

“Sterling…” Brendan sneered, yet Deirdre’s eyes were reddened with tears. She knew that being a doctor was Sterling’s life pursuit. It was his life and dream.

How could he possibly not care about that?

“No! Don’t! Sterling can’t get a permanent criminal record!” she cried profusely and shook her head frantically.

Brendan furrowed his eyebrows tightly and was completely indifferent.

Andre said, “If word of Sterling hitting someone without resolving the matter were to spread, Mr. Brighthall would be seen as easily bullied. We’re only asking you to clean up the floor. Are you so noble that you can’t lower yourself, Sterling?”

“You may call the police,” Sterling said in contempt. He was about to grab Deirdre’s hand and leave with her.

Brendan swept away the glass on the table and said, “Clean it up, Deirdre.”

He gave the order by saying, “You don’t want Sterling to be detained in a detention facility, right? Since Sterling won’t yield, you’ll take his place. Don’t get your hands all bloody like last time because you can’t see.”