Chapter 641

You Suspect Me?

It was by no means serious, but external wounds were usually the most painful type of injuries anyone
could suffer.

Even a little brush on a gash could make one think a sharp, thin blade was peeling their skin.

Brendan took a deep breath to calm himself before finishing the entire glass of water.

Deirdre placed the glass back on the table.

He took another gulp of breath before stating, "The phone’s in the drawer near the headboard."

Deirdre felt her way to the cabinet near the bed and pulled the drawer out.

The phone was where he said it would be—a revelation that surprised her since she had not expected
him to make it so easy.

Then her surprise faded immediately into the same stony face she had reserved for him since the
beginning.

"Seems like there’s no more reason for me to be here.

Goodbye."

She turned on her heels and started toward the door.

"Deirdre."

His voice came out almost like a frail whisper.

She stopped dead in her tracks but did not spare him a glance.



Brendan sneered.

"Will you be glad...if I die...today?’

‘Die today?’ Shock overwhelmed Deirdre’s mind for a second before she snapped out of it.

Seriously? Brendan Brighthall, known absolute egotist, allowing himself to die here? Ha! This was just
another one of his self-directed poor-quality dramas to gain sympathy.

Frost covered her eyes.

"You think too highly of yourself, Brendan Brighthall.Whether you live or die, I don’t give a damn.I’m not
gonna feel happy or sad because you're dead because you don’t even mean a thing to me.As long as
you’re out of my life, that’s the best thing God can give me."

Brendan suppressed his urge to cough and gave her an unfathomable smile.

"I see.So, nothing will change what you think about me? Not even if I explain myself...not even I tell you
I didn’t abandon you there because I wanted to?"

"Shut the h*ll up! How many times are you going to defend yourself with lies and more lies!? I’m not an
idiot, Brendan!"

Deirdre thundered.Her face was beet red from the sheer rage accumulating in her chest.She had lost it
—she could no longer keep her cool.

This piece of sh*t had not, even once, apologized to her for abandoning her.

All he had been devoting his energy to was to throw up mound after mound of excuses to gain her pity!
Did he really still see her as the same moron from four years ago who would come rushing back to him
just because he said one or two nice things? Shaking in her fury, she pointed at her eyes.



"My eyes may be damaged, Brendan, but I’m not the slightest bit brain- damaged! I know you flew back
to Neve on the same day I was abducted! I know you didn’t give a sh*t about my life! You think I'll
grovel at your feet, thanking you for being my savior just because you came back? For Christ’s sake, I
was only a target because I was connected to you!"

Deirdre breathed hard.

"You were the one who provided the safe house.Only you and Mr.Fox knew where it was! So, how did
Cillian Manage to find and abduct me, huh? How could you even say you've got zero involvement in
this entire thing!?"

Shock flooded into Brendan’s eyes.

His fingers closed around the edge of his sheet.

"You...You believe I led Cillian into abducting you?"

"I don’t want to consider the possibility at all, but reality doesn’t care about what I want, does it? What
happened, happened!"

Deirdre managed to recover some semblance of control, but her lips were still trembling.

"You know what's funny? I don’t even blame you because I know this is who you really are.No means
are too underhanded or despicable if it means you can grab that project from the Kings’ hands,
including milking my potential as your pawn to its absolute maximum.You want to do all that? Fine! But
don’t kid yourself and think I'm too stupid to realize your thought process!"

Despair was oozing out of Brendan.His dry, pale lips were quivering.He gazed deeply into Deirdre’s
eyes and suddenly hung his head.



"I'm sorry about the abduction.I should have known better.I should have done more.I honestly don’t
know how Cillian learned about where you were, and for that, I apologize."

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