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Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

Chapter 451
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Chapter 451 I Met Someone Very Nice

“At the beginning, because you faked your death, he ran out of the hospital like crazy, omitting his tearing and

bleeding wound. When he comes out of the operation, do you think he will recuperate with peace!?”

Deirdre closed her eyes tremblingly. “I’m sorry. I don’t want it either.”

After Madame Brighthall vented her emotions, she fell down on the bench next to her as if she was drained of

energy.

“Miss McKinnon, I’ve given you a choice. I begged you to see him before the operation. Since you refused to agree,

then you would never see him again, but now it is rumored… Fortunately, when this happened, Bren had already

been injected with anesthesia. Otherwise, do you know what the consequences would be? This is, after all, a life-

threatening operation for him!”

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Deirdre clenched her fists despite being feeble. “Madame Brighthall, letting everyone know that I am a murderer

will do me no good at all. I already have a boyfriend. I don’t want this matter to be made known to Brendan even

more than you do, do you understand?”

Madame Brighthall’s eyes turned red. “But you hate him.”

These four words sounded airy, but they struck Deirdre like a thunderbolt.

That’s right. She hated Brendan so much that she might have the idea of destroying him by sacrificing

herself.

That was what Madame Brighthall thought. Hence, she was so heartbroken that she came here even without

waiting for the operation to end.

However…

Deirdre felt disturbed, but she managed to calm down again. She lowered her eyes and said, “Indeed, I hate him. In

the past, I would have done this kind of thing because I wished Brendan would die on the operating table. Since I’ve

nothing left, it wouldn’t hurt to drag that demon down with me, but now…”

She made a pause before she continued. “I met someone very nice.”

The tenderness Deirdre’s eyes exuded startled Madame Brighthall involuntarily.

“He loves me very much. He is never disgusted with my face and doesn’t care about being judged. We have even

thought about how to get through the future, and I will not ruin my future just because of the pain I suffered in the

past. It is not worth it.”

She raised her head without any guilt or anxiety. “Madame Brighthall, you can rest assured that I’ve nothing to do

with this matter. My friend will also try to suppress this matter as much as possible to minimize the damage. And we

will be leaving soon so that I won’t disturb your Brighthall family, disturb Brendan and you.”

Deirdre’s calmness seemed to have brought Madame Brighthall back to the scene many years ago.

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At that time, she still refused to admit Deirdre as her daughter-in-law and acted indifferent toward her. But Deirdre

still did not complain. Instead, Deirdre kept her head down and did what she had to do well. When she finished, she

would sit on the small sofa beside her.

Madame Brighthall got impatient, pulled the blanket, and demanded, “Why aren’t you leaving yet? Even if you are

acting, it should come to an end, right?”

Deirdre smiled and said, “Auntie, don’t you think this room is too deserted? Brendan has been very busy

since he was in school, so he rarely comes here, right? There is a festival today, and I will accompany you. If you

think I am annoying, I will keep quiet.”

At that time, Deirdre couldn’t address Madame Brighthall as ‘mother’. She could only call her ‘auntie’, even though

she had been married to Brendan for two months and three days.

In those few days when the city was blocked by heavy snow, Madame Brighthall suffered a heart attack. Deirdre

noticed it immediately. She found a quilt, tied Madame Brighthall to her body, and rushed into the snow.

Even though her teeth were chattering due to the cold, Deirdre still spoke firmly. “Do hold on, auntie. We’ll be able

to catch a ride after another ten minutes’ walk.”

After Madame Brighthall was saved, Deirdre entered her ward with her face as calm as it was now.