Resent Reject Regret by Aqua Summers novel Chapter 822

Chapter 822 I Should Be Grateful to You, Right?

However, Brendan figured that it was good she had watched it as he would not need to put in a lot of effort to explain it to her.

"Where is she? Did she comment anything?"

Mrs. Engel's expression changed slightly as she said, "No. After watching the press conference, she grew too tired, so she returned to her room to rest."

Brendan knew something in his heart. He headed upstairs and opened the bedroom door.

Deirdre lay on the bed with her back facing the door, and half of her body was covered by the blanket.

Brendan walked over to find Deirdre awake. Her eyes were opened, and she was staring out the window absentmindedly. She did not respond to his presence.

Brendan expected that and took a seat in front of her.

‘You watched the press conference, huh?"

Deirdre looked up briefly. "Hmm, I watched it."

She cracked a mocking smile. ‘You truly deserve your reputation as the Brighthall Group's CEO. You're always capable of dealing with the information with the quickest method. Charlene must be deeply touched when she learns about this.”

Brendan furrowed his eyebrows. "How is this related to Charlene?"

Deirdre looked up the man's outline and said, “Isn't this what you want? You would expose yourself in public to protect Charlene willingly, and you tried to settle the situation as soon as possible using this method."

Brendan was stunned. Soon afterward, he felt rage and helplessness in his chest.

"Are you saying that I held the press conference in an attempt to protect Charlene?"

"Or else?” Deirdre lowered her eyes. ‘You wanted to prevent Charlene from pleading guilty, yet you wanted to deal with the situation quickly. Your act of exposing yourself in public yielded the best result for both."

"No..."

Brendan was suddenly at a loss for words to explain. He hoped that Deirdre would understand that everything he did was unrelated to Charlene. It was all for her.

Yet, it turned into something else completely different now.

"I don't think that you’re receiving my favor. I just-" "Loosen your grip over me. It hurts.”

Deirdre interrupted him and exerted strength in her arms to struggle.

Brendan loosened his grip while Deirdre turned over to wrap herself tightly in the blanket with her back facing him.

"I don't care if you did or for who. What happened has already happened. You can't just pretend that it didn't happen because you tried to make up for it. Brendan, you owed the press conference to me, and it is just a trivial compensation."

The woman's cold remark rendered Brendan speechless from continuing his explanation. He instantly felt a stinging sensation in his throat and could not even muster the strength to utter a word.