Resent Reject Regret by Aqua Summers novel Chapter 935

Chapter 935 Who Did the Makeup For You?

Deirdre was stunned into silence for a moment. Then, a series of footsteps came, announcing an intruder.

Charlene strode inside the room. Brendan and Deirdre were about a few meters apart, with the latter staring at the floor with an awkward grimace.

“Bren!” She cried out while secretly seething. Damn it! No matter how hard she tried to prevent it, this b*tch would always find a way to charm Brendan! Suppressing her rage, she smiled and asked, “What happened? Miss McKinnon’s wearing a terrible grimace.”

What she called “a terrible grimace” was really just Deirdre’s face turning red from being flustered. Charlene could not tell, but Brendan could-and he gave a long, hard look

“Nothing. Bumped into her after coming back here from work. We talked a little.” “Really? Was a talk enough for her to make that face?” Charlene remarked coquettishly as she snaked her arm around Brendan’s. “Jeez, you should really be kinder and gentler to Miss McKinnon, you know? That kid she’s pregnant with is yours, remember?”

Every choice of her words was designed to flaunt her status as Mrs.

Bright hall. In fact, she even found it pertinent to brag about what they had to do tomorrow. “Bren, we’re going to take our wedding pictures tomorrow! What time are you going to be free?” “The whole afternoon.” “Three in the afternoon, then? How’s that sound?”

Brendan nodded.

Charlene thought of Deirdre being there and smiled. “Would you like to tag along, Miss McKinnon? You seem starved of entertainment at home anyway, so maybe you can come and be my ideas-woman.”

Deirdre flashed her teeth. “Your impeccable IQ is showing, Miss McKinney. Nobody would be brilliant enough to ask a blind woman to give them ideas for photoshoots.”

Charlene ignored the sarcasm altogether and grabbed her hand. “I know you can’t see it, but I trust your instincts on these things! After all, you’re the one who was married to Bren first. So, you got to pardon me for being, well…”