Resent Reject Regret by Aqua Summers novel Chapter 594

Chapter 594 Who Are You Cooking For?

"You were only lucky that Declan noticed that in a timely manner. What if Declan hadn't noticed in time? You should have told me at once when something so risky happened so I could deal with it. I Know howto make the man regret his action for the rest of his life better than you, yet what happened in the end?"

Deirdre batted her eyelashes and lowered her eyes ever so slightly while she listened to the man recounting his worries.

"All you gave me are lies and deceit. You treat me and your identity like a joke. You still choose to lie even when I've seen through your lie. Do you feel that I'm of no help to you, or do you just don’t take me seriously?”

Deirdre felt her throat burning. "I feel that I shouldn't trouble you."

In the next moment, she furrowed her eyebrows tightly.

Brendan exerted strength in his fingers, and she inhaled sharply from the pain.

"Shouldn't trouble me? Who gives you the right to think that you're troubling me?" Brendan said in a loud and clear voice.

Deirdre’s pupils constricted when she heard him saying, "Deirdre, I will never allow my wife to be bullied like this, and I will never allow the offender to remain at large, regardless of whether we're getting a divorce. It happened once today, but don't let it happen again, and don't let me be the last to know.”

Upon saying that, the elevator door opened, and Brendan walked out gracefully, leaving Deirdre behind. She felt suffocated by the weight on her chest.

‘So, the reason behind Brendan's anger on the way to the hotel was that I hid this incident from him?’

She was under the assumption that Brendan did not care and couldn't care less. On the other hand, Deirdre began to scrutinize Brendan once after hearing his opinion earlier.

Yet, she calmed down quickly when she came to realize something.

She realized that it was only possibly his eagerness to excel at performing his husbandly duty one last time and nothing else. If he really did regard her as his wife, why would he send someone to torment her cruelly and ruin her in prison?

Laura covered her face, her eyes reddened with tears, "I'm not, Cillian!”

‘You're not?” Cillian pulled her hair. "I have never enjoyed having soup, and even the cleaning lady at home knows about that, but you don't? On the contrary, Declan loves having soup. I bet you’re cooking specially for him, right? You two-faced b*tch!”

Cillian was burning with fury. He pulled Laura’s hair and dunked her head into the sink. At the next moment, someone grabbed his arm strongly.

‘Who's that!?" Cillian turned his head in anger and saw the person clearly. His eyes were tainted with scorn and mockery. "I was just thinking about who was being such a busybody at home. So, it turns out to be my kind brother. What's going on? This is between your sister-in-law and me. Are you going to join the fun as well?"

Laura looked at Declan in a manner that was begging him to leave.

Declan loosened his grip slowly and clenched his fists tightly. ‘You’ve misunderstood, Cillian. I felt it would be inappropriate if Laura showed up with an injury on her face. We are expecting guests tomorrow, after all. It's going to make the family look like a fool.”