Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

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Chapter 681 His Lies

It felt as if thunder had erupted in her head. Deirdre’s eyes widened, and they slowly turned red. She felt like an

invisible blade was stabbing her and her soul was being stripped away.

She gasped heavily and grabbed Maeve's hand. "What did you say!?”

"Deirdre!" Glenna shouted as she hugged Deirdre nervously. She had never seen Deirdre lose her composure

before.

'We're in a residential area right now. You need to calm down."

It was only then Deirdre came around to her senses. However, her lips were still trembling as she mumbled, ‘What

did you say?”

Maeve looked at her in compassion and said helplessly, "It's getting late. My daughter is coming back from

school..."

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Deirdre walked out of the residential area in an animatronic stiffness. She felt as if she was not in command of her

own body. Her brain was

repeating the things that Maeve had said, and she realized how ridiculous she was.

She could not believe that she was so naive as to think that Maeve was the only reason Charlene had been

acquitted.

There was no way Charlene could be absolved of her crime with Maeve's testimony alone. Therefore, it could only

be that man.

A surge of pain burst out in her chest, and she had a strong urge to vomit whenever she thought of Brendan. She

just wanted to rush up to the man and punch him for not keeping his word.

He was the one who had said Charlene had to pay the price for all the things she had done. However, in the end, he

was also the one who got her out of jail. It was only now she saw the light as to why he had agreed to get a divorce.

It turned out that he was in a rush to get Charlene out of jail.

As for her, she was just a tool for Brendan to kill his boredom. He claimed he loved her, but it was nothing but a lie.

"Deirdre? Are you alright? What happened?" Glenna asked worriedly as she looked at Deirdre and wondered why

she was so agitated.

"You can let me know if something happened. We can work out a solution together."

Solution? There was no solution whenever it was related to that man. She was filled with grievances, but there was

nothing she could do other than swallow all the bitterness into the bottom of her stomach pit.

Deirdre clenched her fists tightly. She did not want Glenna to worry about her, so she willed herself to calm down

and forced a smile on her face.' I’m fine. I was just thinking about something."

"Really?" Glenna asked doubtfully.

Deirdre nodded. "Let's get back to the car. I want to go back and get some rest."

Glenna did not press on the matter since it seemed to her that Deirdre did not want to talk about it. After helping

Deirdre get into the car, she started the engine.

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None of them talked to each other throughout the entire journey, unlike the happy and joyful atmosphere when

they came here this morning.

After Glenna stopped in front of the mansion, Deirdre got out of the car. She looked at her and said, "Deirdre, things

are different now. You have me, Mr. King, and Mr. Reed. You're no longer alone, so you don't have to keep

everything to yourself. You can share your problems with us, and we’ll try to help."

Tears were forming in Deirdre’s eyes, but she forced the tears back. She nodded with a smile and replied, 'Thank

you, but I'm fine. I just need a little time to calm myself down. Don't worry. I won't do anything stupid. I just need to

get some rest, and I’ll be fine.”

"Okay, then," replied Glenna.

Deirdre went into the mansion alone and closed the door. She did not cry and just leaned on the door for a long

time. Suddenly, she remembered something and rummaged through her purse.

She was so emotionally distracted that she couldn’t hold the phone steady. It fell straight to the floor, and she

hurriedly knelt to get it.

When she got her phone, she bit her lips tightly and called someone.

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