Resent Reject Regret by Aqua Summers novel Chapter 71

Chapter 71 Don’t Regret This

‘This is preposterous.’

In the past, she would most certainly have been overjoyed if the man had talked about their future. However, she found it amusing now and nothing else.

Brendan’s gaze dimmed little by little and turned icy. He did not look away from Deirdre’s face for even the slightest bit, but the warmth in his expression had vanished into nothingness at that very moment.

“Will you die if you don’t meet Ophelia?” he said mockingly.

Deirdre paused for a moment and said confidently, “Yes, I will die if I don’t meet my mother.”

Brendan’s grip tightened abruptly and he swept her away from his thigh in a rage.

Deirdre lost her balance and landed on the carpeted floor. She did not find it unusual despite being surprised, as it had already been a long time since Brendan had experienced any mood swings.

Noticing that Brendan was about to leave, she did not care about the pain anymore. Instead, she got up in a haste and said, “Brendan! When will I meet my mother? You made a promise to me!”

“Mother, mother, mother! All you talk about is your mother! It’s either Sterling or her. Deirdre, do you have nothing else to talk about other than them?!” Brendan suddenly lost his temper and swept everything off the table. “That’s the only reason you called me, right? Do you know that I was heading to Charlene’s room after getting drunk? I came here on purpose, yet I’ve had to listen to you spewing this boring nonsense!”

Deirdre’s face turned pale. It was no wonder Brendan was so furious, as it turned out that her call had disrupted a joyous event between him and Charlene.

However…

Deirdre batted her eyelashes and could not help saying shakily, “But I want to meet my mother… Is that wrong?”

Brendan felt his chest tighten but was still extremely furious. “It’s not wrong, of course! However, I hope you don’t regret this!”

Upon saying that, he slammed the door and left.

Deirdre’s entire body trembled when she heard the deafening slam that came from the living room.

‘Don’t regret this?’