Resent, Reject, Regret

Chapter 857

Chapter 857 The Culprit Responsible for Your Mother’s Death Was…

Charlene entered while stretching her waist. She said, ‘You are indeed putting up with it that you don’t even turn on the light. So, this is how you are being treated? It seems that you don’t have a great life anyway.”

Faking a smile, Deirdre replied, “For sure, I’m not as honorable as you are, that you have thousands of supporters just to celebrate a birthday. I’m just staying here in the mansion.”

Feeling rather proud, Charlene teased, “So, Deirdre, what’s the meaning of you living in this world? You should have taken a look at yourself, whether you are capable of snatching Brendan away from me. Whether it’s the wedding in the near future or the birthday party today, Brendan will give me whatever I request. He has been accompanying me these few days too-”

Charlene didn’t continue but cast a meaningful look.

Accompanied? How had he been accompanying her?

Thinking of the possibility Brendan might have done it with Charlene, Deirdre felt badly nauseous and thought about how unclean Brendan was.

He was extremely unclean.

Deirdre had acid reflux and threw up beside Charlene’s foot. This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

‘Yucks!”

Charlene stamped her foot away, but it was too late. Hence, her face darkened.

Deirdre moved her lips to say, “I’m sorry, Miss McKinsey. I’m pregnant and can’t help myself when I’m disgusted.”

Charlene locked her stare on Deidre, and rage filled her so much that she wanted to punch Deirdre in her face. However, she changed her mind and invaded Deirdre’s personal space instead.

“Deirdre, you are feeling proud for bearing Brendan’s child, aren’t you? I wonder how your mother would react if she learned that her daughter is going to give birth to a child for her killer. Would she be so furious that she would jump out of her coffin and strangle you to death?”

As a response, Deirdre abruptly grabbed Charlene’s wrist.

“Ouch!”

Having a cold yet indignant face, Deirdre rose to her feet. “What have you just said?”

Charlene was pleased with herself, so she completely forgot her pain and restated, “I said that it’s Brendan who led to your mother’s death!”

Deirdre’s mind went blank. She forced herself to stay calm and collected. Following that, she narrowed her eyes to glare at Charlene and asked,” Charlene McKinney, I do hate Brendan, but I’m not stupid. What does it have to do with Brendan that my mom fell from the third floor? Or do you want to say that Brendan is responsible for my mom’s death? If this is the case, you’re indeed too lame. He was trying to restrain me with my mom, so what good would it do him if he were to kill my mom?” ‘Yes, Ophelia McKinnon’s death was indeed of no benefit to him.” Charlene continued in a slow manner. “But it doesn’t mean he didn’t indirectly kill her.”

Deirdre gritted her teeth as she asked, ‘What are you trying to say?” “Can’t you understand it? It’s me, the culprit responsible for your mother’s death,” said Charlene slowly.

Deirdre’s eyes widened in astonishment, only feeling that her view was completely dark.

“How unfortunate that old lady was to be your mother. In order to ruin you and cut off the connection between you and Brendan, I went to her personally.

“I told her that you were waiting for her on the third floor’s balcony, and she went! How simple-minded she was! While shouting your name, she climbed further up. Then, I told her that she would get to meet you by jumping down-” “Charlene McKinney!” roared Deirdre. She was on the verge of collapse and pinched Charlene’s shoulders with both hands. “She had no grievances with you! And her mental state was not as good as that of a child!”

Blinking as if she was innocent, Charlene replied, “Yes, but her daughter snatched my man away from me, and this is heinous. By the way, you should be glad that you are blind. Otherwise, I could show you her bloody condition. Tsk, tsk, tsk! Do you know that she didn’t die immediately? She was wiggling and shouted your name continuously…”