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Resent Reject Regret by Aqua Summers novel Chapter 860

Chapter 860 You Don’t Blame Me?

With a loud noise, the cover of the lamp shattered on the ground.

Slowly, Brendan put down his arm, which had a long and narrow cut on it. Blood gushed out, but he didn’t even frown. He was merely stunned.

For Deirdre to really attack him, she must really hate him.

He even believed that Deirdre would push him down the balcony, just like how she had pushed Charlene if she were powerful enough.

Madame Brighthall rushed upstairs toward them. When she saw Brendan’s bleeding arm at the door, she was startled for a moment and hurriedly went forward.

‘W-What’s wrong? Deirdre… Brendan… What-”

Brendan’s phone rang out suddenly. When he saw the caller on the screen, he accepted it with his uninjured arm.

“Mr. Brighthall.” Sam’s tone sounded serious. “Have you solved the problem of the banquet? Would you like to come over? Charlene is-” “Okay, I’ll be there immediately.”

Brendan immediately cut off the call and was prepared to depart. His action pulled up short Madame Brighthall for a moment. Following that, she hurriedly asked, “Where are you going? Bren, we’ll have to stop your arm from continuous bleeding and have it bandaged first!” “Lena’s condition doesn’t seem good, and I’ll have to check it out. I may have to sign a form on her behalf and authorize treatment.”

Madame Brighthall knew clearly that Brendan had to go, but she couldn’t help worrying. “What about your arm?” “It’s not a big deal,” said Brendan as he took a glance at the wound, the lamp, and the woman filled with intense hatred. “It’s just a minor injury. I’ll go handle it at the hospital.”

Following that, Brendan went off quickly.

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