Resent, Reject, Regret

Chapter 578

Chapter 578

Chapter 578 The Daughter of The Woods

Let alone if someone like her fell into Laura’s position, Deirdre might not survive at all.

At that moment, she felt fortunate to have Kyran.

"What do you want to say next?” Brendan knew her words had implicit meaning and sneered. “When you married me, at least before that incident, I never made you feel wronged for a moment.”

"Yes." Deirdre smiled wryly.

Brendan had never let her feel wronged in front of outsiders. Not only that, but he always looked like a good husband, and even Madame Brighthall loved her very much.

Everything was good when it came to marrying him, except that Brendan didn't love her.

"Is there any snack here? I’m quite hungry." She changed the subject appropriately. Her stomach was indeed empty.

Brendan looked around and led her to a corner. At that moment, someone came up to greet her.

"Mr. Brighthall, it's been a long while since we last met. I thought that I would be lucky enough to see you only in Neve, but I didn't expect to see you here at the birthday party of Mr. King’s wife."

Brendan nodded. When he looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, he got a little impression that he was from the Woods in Eastgene.

"I heard that they've been preparing a lot for this party. And I received the invitation, so I just came to join in the fun.”

Mr. Wood nodded smilingly. Then, he beckoned a woman and introduced her, "This is Joan, my youngest daughter. Joan, come and greet Mr. Brighthall.”

Joan stepped forward in embarrassment, glanced at Brendan, blushed, and lowered her head. "Mr. Brighthall... good to see you.”

‘This youngest daughter of mine doesn't act this way normally. She must have been embarrassed to speak up when she saw you. I also heard from Joan that you used to help my daughter when she was 18 years old, right?"

"Help?" Brendan frowned slightly. "I don't know. It was too long ago. And it was just a trivial matter, so I've already forgotten about it."

Joan became anxious when she heard Brendan. “It was your birthday when you first became an adult. When you went out to smoke, you happened to meet me while I was being bullied. You protected me and told me that I had to learn how to say no. Have you really forgotten?”

Deirdre believed that if Brendan was to say that he had forgotten, the woman would immediately cry.

Brendan only gazed at Joan's face for a moment and said, "My memory has never been very good. Deirdre, do you have any impression?”

When Brendan suddenly turned to her, Deirdre was momentarily stunned before realizing he would use her as a shield.

Although she was unhappy, she could only bite the bullet and answer, “I don’t remember. You never mentioned it."

"Oh," replied Brendan. Following that, he said, "That's probably not important. If it's important, I'll share it with Deirdre as soon as possible. Ms. Wood, you don't have to worry too much about the past. It was

just a simple task, and I believe anyone would help you if they saw you being bullied.”

Joan's eyes reddened in an instant. Then, she turned to look at Deirdre blankly.

Mr. Wood realized it and asked hesitantly, ‘This lady is...”

"My wife,” replied Brendan.

Before Mr. Wood said anything, Joan became anxious. “Mr. Brighthall, it's impossible, right? Your w- wife, isn't she in prison? Moreover, she isn't called Deirdre!"

The corner of Brendan's mouth twitched. “That was two years ago. I met my current wife later, fell for her, and we got married not long after that."

“But! But what about your wedding?" ‘We're going to have it soon. By that time, we will definitely invite the Woods. Hope that you two will come.”