Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

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Chapter 182 She’s Dead, Right

“I have something important to attend to. Postpone the meeting!”

Sam was stunned, and his face turned pale. “Mr. Brighthall! You’ve been after this project for more than

six months…”

“I said, postpone it! Get me flight tickets immediately! We’re going back to Neve!”

Sam had also noticed that something was off. “What’s going on in Neve?”

“Deirdre is threatening to commit suicide on the third floor of the villa.”

He wanted to hop on a flight to return to Neve, but doing so was not as simple as he thought it would

be. There was no available flight now, and the earliest flight would take off at midnight.

He would need to wait five more hours.

Forget about five hours. Deirdre might not necessarily be able to withstand three hours in the cold wind

given her health condition.

Brendan could only arrange for a private jet, so more than two hours had already passed by the time

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he arrived in Neve. He ran through all the red lights on the way home and found the woman’s

emaciated. figure on the third floor when he reached the courtyard.

Her white dress was blowing in the wind, her eyes were shut, and her face was ghastly pale and numb

from the cold. However, she kept her body stubbornly still.

Brendan felt his back get drenched in cold sweat and went running upstairs, gritting his teeth. He

bumped into Dr. Ginger and grabbed his shoulders tightly while he roared in a rage, “What the heck is

wrong with you! You actually allowed her to go to the third floor?!”

Dr. Ginger was almost in tears. “I didn’t know that there was such a dangerous spot on the third floor…”

“Why don’t you pull her off the ledge then? Can’t you handle a blind person?”

Dr. Ginger pulled a long face. “I tried to, but Ms. McKinnon’s hearing is very sensitive. She would pull.

herself forward whenever I tried to move closer to her, so how could I dare pull her off the ledge?!”

Brendan’s head was dizzy from anger, and his body broke out in a layer of thin sweat.

“Deirdre, you’ll stop at nothing, huh? You’re not even scared of death, huh?”

He ran upstairs to the third-floor room and, from his point of view, there was only blue sky in front of the

woman. Brendan had no idea if it was due to the strong, cold wind in the surroundings but he

shuddered in the cold involuntarily.

“Deirdre” He was about to lose his temper. “Get away from there!”

Deirdre opened her eyes, her body already numb. She asked, “Where’s Ophelia? Did you bring her

with you?”

Brendan could not bring her, of course Should he have dug her corpse out of the grave?

Even if he had, there would only have been bones and ashes left.

“I told you that Ophelia is.

“There you go again” Deirdre’s voice sounded extremely calm, yet there was disappointment and

fearlessness in her gaze. She stared in Brendan’s direction with empty eyes. “Brendan, can you speak

the truth for once? Do you think that I’ll still believe you after all this time?”

Her lips were trembling, and she was holding back tears as she declared, “Ophelia is dead, right?”

Brendan felt his heart wrench in pain.

He did not speak, but Deirdre’s eyes were bloodshot. “Brendan! Answer me! Is Ophelia dead?”

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Her entire body was shaking, and it felt as if the scabbed wound in her heart had ruptured in an instant.

and blood had begun seeping out of the wound. Then, as blood surged out of her open wound, she felt

a suffocating ache all over her chest.

“Why did you lie to me! You promised me that you’d let her off if I agreed to be Charlene’s scapegoat!”

She was agitated, and tears were streaming down her face constantly. She shifted half of her body

from the ledge until it was in midair.

Brendan felt a tug in his heart and could not utter a word because he felt suffocated.

‘Should I continue to deceive her? A lie is still a lie anyhow.’

He was rendered speechless.

Deirdre shut her eyes shakily. She had lost all hope at that very moment, and her heart sank.

Intense hatred enshrouded her body. She then took a deep breath and jumped without any hesitation.

“Deirdre!”

Brendan roared hysterically, his mind going blank. He ran forward despite the feeling of hopelessness

in his heart.

Sam acted faster than Brendan, as he had been moving closer to the ledge constantly while Deirdre

and Brendan had been talking.

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