Resent Reject Regret by Aqua Summers novel Chapter 601

Chapter 601 Who Did This!?

Brendan calmed down a little and took the phone.

“I’ll get it fixed.”

A change finally shadowed Deirdre's frozen, mortified face. A flash of surprise briefly lit up in her glassy, unseeing eyes before she hung her head and whispered, ‘Thank you."

It came from the bottom of her heart. The phone meant way too much to her.

Brendan could only laugh at himself. He was pushing her to be closer to his own alter ego! Even if... he had always been like this.

The waiter quickly brought a dry towel and coat. Brendan took them and wrapped the coat around Deirdre’s head, making sure that the bitter cold would not get to her.

And that was the last of any softness in his expression. Almost immediately, he scanned the surroundings with a piercing, vindictive glare. "Who was it? Who did it?"

Someone among the crowd said, "She probably fell inside the pool by herself, right? I mean, she can't see. I wouldn't think it’s that surprising."

"Yea. It's a given for someone like her, right?”

Brendan knew better than that. He knew the kind of person Deirdre was. She was always careful with where she stepped-her eyes might still be in poor sight, but they were still better than complete blindness and allowed her to see large objects. She would have never fallen into the water by herself.

Someone did it to her.

"I'm giving the culprit one last chance to confess. On a count of three, if nobody's going to stand up and admit to their fault by the count of three, I'll immediately ask for records from the surveillance camera above. Let me be very clear. I'll show no mercy to the culprit the moment I find you."

The air in the room seemed to have gelled in the chill. The frigid vindictiveness caused everyone's skin to crawl. He began counting down.

‘Three.

Brendan noticed the change in Deirdre's face and shot daggers at Zinerva as though she was his assassination target. "An accident, you say?”

“Exactly!” The young woman did not even notice the danger looming in front of her. In fact, Brendan's stare only made her feel even more bashful. Lowering her head, she added, "Miss McKinnon wasn't watching where she was going, but it made me look like I'm the bad guy now. Sigh. I'm kinda the victim here.”

A dangerous sheet of glacier crystallized in Brendan's eyes. "Will you look at that? Someone that is all dry and unharmed has the galls to call herself the victim! She tripped another person into the water, but somehow, she's the victim of the person literally drowning a few minutes ago! If that isn't shameless, then I don't know what is.”

‘S-Shameless?'

Zinerva looked up in horror. Meeting Brendan's glare and the disgust in his eyes made her panic. "Wait, that’s not what I meant, Mr. Brighthall —"

"Can you stop yapping? This place is freezing, and your bullsh*t isn't making it any better!" Brendan snarled, his every word punctuated with force. His eyes shifted briefly to the biting surface of the pool. "Jump." Zinerva's face was drained of all colors.

“W-What!?"