Chapter 30 You Brought This Upon Yourself
“Detest you? Who detests you?”
“Who?” Deirdre almost burst into laughter. “Do you have even half of Sterling’s courage? Enough courage to take me out there? Introduce me to everyone? Do you even have the guts to tell the world my name-my real name?”
Brendan froze. Of course he did not. Deirdre already knew his answer and answered herself, “No. You don’t.”
A mocking sneer surfaced on her features, pulling Brendan out of his stupor. He clutched the steering wheel tightly, his tone disbelieving. “How dare you, McKinnon?! How dare you compare me to a bastard child not recognized even by his own family?! Do you know just how-how different the two of us are?! Do you really think he would have a blind woman as his girlfriend if he were me? Pfft! He wouldn’t even have the balls to admit that you’re his woman!”
Brendan did not put much thought into his words, but they came out like a knife stabbing deep into Deirdre’s
chest.
She was a blind woman who would never be recognized as anyone’s woman in public. That was Brendan’s opinion of her.
Deirdre laughed so hard tears began to roll down her cheeks. “Oh my god, where are my manners! Having the great, esteemed Mr. Brighthall drive a blind woman like me to the Fullers must take a lot of effort and time. I shouldn’t impose!”
Brendan was furious. “Don’t use that passive-aggressive tone with me, Deirdre. Do you really lack self-awareness? I get that you’re blind, but that doesn’t mean a part of your brain died with your eyesight, right? It’s the greatest honor to have me acknowledge you as my woman! Beggars can’t be choosers. Ever heard of that?!”
The arrogance in his voice made Deirdre feel cold.
“Honestly , none of this would have happened to you if you had done what I said,” he added. “Get it through your skull, Deirdre-you brought all this upon yourself!”
Deirdre bit her lip so hard that her teeth drew blood. Pain
assaulted her so hard that she would have seen only darkness even if her sight had been back. Oh, sure! The fact that Brendan had shown up with her at the Fullers’ residence had been the biggest honor she could ever deserve!
But did she even want this “honor”?
She felt suffocated… and defeated. She resigned to leaning against the back of her chair, too tired to even object.
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