Resent, Reject, Regret

Chapter 632



Chapter 632

Chapter 632


Chapter 632 Don't Need Your Feigned Kindness


Cillian looked at her and said, "It seems that between you and Charlene, he has chosen you."


Deirdre was shocked and her eyelashes were batting.


‘Am I dreaming? I must be... Brendan is arrogant and overbearing. How can he possibly bow down to someone? How can he bow down to Cillian!?"


"Will that be enough?" Brendan looked straight ahead. Even when his back was bent, he was still as charming as ever. "Let her off. Every wrong has its cause. I should be the one to pay back what I owe you."


"Uh..." Cillian feigned his hesitation, but the smirk on his lips remained as wide as ever. "It is surprising that Mr. Brighthall is willing to bow to me.


However, I’m afraid that it can be difficult to erase everything that happened when all you do is just bend over."


Brendan's expression turned sour. ‘You said that all I have to do is bow down."


Yes." Cillian laughed in delight. "However, I didn't say I'd free Deirdre after you bowed to me. I said I won’t torment Deirdre if you bow down to me willingly."


Brendan clenched his fists, yet he could only endure it. Cillian was extremely proud of himself. He was under the assumption that Brendan would have a trick up his sleeve. He did not expect that Brendan would actually have the boldness to come alone without a backup plan.


He was behaving like a lunatic for a woman. He did it for Charlene in the past, and he did it for Deirdre now.


"However, I’m not an unreasonable person." Cillian lit a cigarette for himself and said in a carefree manner, "Kneel to me, and I'll consider your beating incident undone."


Before Brendan could speak, Cillian said, "It's already very magnanimous of me, right? I'm writing off the incident in a perfect manner without hurting you even after those few punches you threw got me in a hospital."


Brendan would not be hurt, but he would be more disgusted by his action than taking a beating.


Cillian was tormenting him. Moreover, Cillian would not just put an end to everything so easily after this. He would also have the next step planned and the step after that.


Deirdre's chest was burning with emotions. It was so painful that her face turned ghastly pale. When she calmed down, she took a deep breath and said, "I don’t need your feigned kindness, Brendan.”


Everyone looked at her, and she said in a hateful tone, ‘You had a chance to take me with you six days ago, but you chose to leave. You abandoned me at the time, so why are you here now? Are you here to show that you still have a tinge of pity in your icy-cold body? Or do you think that I won't hate you anymore if you do this?"


Deirdre clenched her fists tightly and chuckled in a mocking tone.


"That is completely out of the question... Brendan, that is completely out of the question! I hate you, and I won't forgive you for the rest of my life! Leave now and get out of here!"


She roared out her final sentence.


Brendan's dark eyes were glistening with emotions but dimmed in the next moment as if he had fallen into the deepest pit. Not a single trace of emotion could be seen in his eyes.


Cillian was infuriated and raised his hand to slap Deirdre.


"You b*tch! Shut the f*ck up!" He was furious that the woman would suddenly come forward and ruin his plan when he was confident that he initially had a death grip on Brendan.


Deirdre's face was turned to the side from the slap, and her shoulders were bouncing. Brendan's pupils constricted as he was overwhelmed with the urge to run to her.


Next to him, two burly men were ordered to stop him in advance, so they pinned him down.


Gillian's delightful mood to fool around had vanished. He told Brendan," You are bold to show up by yourself today. However, you beat me up previously. You must be dreaming if you think that you can leave here with Deirdre safely just by bending your back."



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