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Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

Chapter 546
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Chapter 546 | Hate Him To the Bone

Brendan looked at Deirdre sharply–his gaze felt like sharp blades that cut through her skin. After a short while, he

said, “Not a chance, Deirdre. I’m the one who can end this relationship.”

After he finished speaking, he grabbed Deirdre’s wrist and threw her into the car, locking the door in the process.

Deirdre was shaking in fear as she struggled to open the door. Even though she could not see now, her nostrils

were filled with Brendan’s body scent, and it sent a shiver down her spine. She could not open the door, so she

curled up in a defensive position, staring fixedly at Brendan.

“What do you want from me, Brendan?” Her voice was shaking with fear despite her effort to force herself to calm

down.

Brendan had the urge to grab her into his arms, but he knew he could not do that now.

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He was Brendan, not Kyran. He had to make him look like an evil person. That was the only way to detach himself

from the persona called Kyran. That way, he would not cause Deirdre to have any suspicions.

As such, he could only grab Deirdre’s face and force her to look him in the eye. Then, het said in an apathetic voice,

“Aren’t we husband and wife? It has been half a year since we last saw each other. Naturally, we have to find a

quiet place and reminisce about the old days.”

Deirdre’s eyes were wet with tears and disgust. “I don’t have anything to reminisce with you about.”

‘She really hates me to the bone…”

Brendan swallowed the sadness into the pit of his stomach and went closer to her.

There wasn’t much space in the car. At their current distance, Deirdre could even see the pores on his face as he

said, “Deirdre, do you really hate me to the point that you don’t even want to reminisce about our past with me?

Don’t forget that I was the only one who went around searching for you when you faked your death! I was the one

who wanted you to live! Other than me, where can you find someone else so loyal to you?”

“Yes…” Deirdre found his statement laughable. “That’s because you killed all those who were good to me! My

mother, Sterling… You were the one who forced them away from me! So, do you want to force me away from you

too?”

Brendan was stunned. The light in his eyes dimmed as he said, “I’ve already explained it many times. I have nothing

to do with the death of your mother.”

“You have nothing to do with it?” A piercing pain shot through Deirdre’s heart. “Brendan, don’t you feel ashamed of

yourself at all?”

‘How dare he say that my mother’s death has nothing to do with him!?‘

If he hadn’t forced her to serve time in prison, she would have been by Ophelia’s side, and the latter wouldn’t have

fallen to her death.

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He had promised her that he would protect Ophelia, but he tried to hide the fact that she was dead from her. If it

weren’t for other people to tell her about it, she wouldn’t have known about her mother’s death.

Brendan’s face turned pale for a moment, and he said, “I admit that I did something wrong in this matter, but

people can’t come back from the dead. This is a fact that can’t be changed. I can promise you that as long as you

come back to me, I’ll do everything I can to compensate you for your loss.”

Even now, he was talking to her as if he was doing her a big favor.

Deirdre felt dizzy, and her fingers were trembling with anger.

“It seems that you haven’t changed at all, Brendan. You’re still an arrogant and self- conceited b*stard!” Deirdre

shouted as she glared at him. “How can you compensate me? Can you bring my mother back to life? Or can you

undo everything that you’ve done? You can’t! There’s nothing you can do to compensate me! I just hope that you’ll

go down to h*ll!”

Her eyes were filled with hatred. It seemed to him that she really wanted him dead.

Deirdre’s words were like blades that stabbed into his heart. It was so painful that it deprived him of his ability to

speak as he looked at Deirdre.