Resent Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 288
Chapter 288 Perhaps She Was Gone
Even though the possibility was slim, Sam kept hoping.
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Three days had passed, and Deirdre was yet to be found. Even the police had given up on the search.
The only kin of Deirdre had passed away a year ago, and Brendan was her husband. Hence, the police
went to get his signature to verify Deirdre’s death.
Brendan dropped the pen on the ground, unwilling to sign. “It’s impossible!”
In an extremely firm tone of voice, Brendan stressed, “How can we conclude that Deirdre is dead when
her corpse has yet to be found? Perhaps she never boarded that car. It’s a mistake made during the
investigation!”
The police officer looked at Brendan with sympathy and sighed. “A policeman witnessed it, and it’s
been recorded by the surveince camera that Miss McKinnon was indeed in the car.”
“What about the journey? Did she not get out of the car?!” Brendan pursed his lip, and his eyes
reddened.” I don’t believe it. Unless I see her body, I won’t sign!”
He not only was unwilling to sign, but he also dragged his tired body and rushed to the Southern
Bridge, where Deirdre had had her ident.
There were still traces of a car being knocked out. As a cold gale blew, Brendan turned pale. Step by
step, he walked toward the site. But while he was approaching, his legs went weak and he fell to the
ground.
So this was how Deirdre had fallen?
He couldn’t believe it. Clenching his fists, he rose to his feet again and walked toward the rockcking
a guardrail.
This was the scene Madame Brighthall saw when she rushed over, ignoring her illness. She went over
to Brendan and grabbed him. “Enough! Stop being insane! Was it possible for her to even survive when
she fell from this ce?! If she is dead, she is dead. No one can be resurrected after death! Is it
meaningful for you to refuse to ept such a fact?”
“She is not dead.” Brendan insisted, gnashing his teeth.
Provided he didn’t see her dead body himself, he would never believe that Deirdre had died.
She must be hiding, ming and hating him. That was why she had used the ident as punishment
for his deception.
With determination, Brendan tightened his fists and took a deep breath. “As long as I have not seen her
corpse, she is not dead. She’s just waiting for me to save her, I’ll never give up!”
Nevertheless, even when Brendan was discharged from the hospital, there still wasn’t any news of
Deirdre. Therefore, he hired professionals to conduct the salvage operation. Unfortunately, the depth of
the sea aside, the cold weather obstructed the entire operation.
Everyone advised Brendan to give up. However, for a week, he tried to search for Deirdre alone. He
refused to go to thepany but spent time searching for her in the cold under the bridge from
daybreak to midnight. He would go back freezing cold and spend his night on the sofa before returning
to the bridge.
As time went by, Brendan understood that perhaps Deirdre was gone.
It might be a relief for her. After all, she hated him so much that she would rather go to jail than return
to
the mansion. Perhaps, the moment her car had been knocked out, she had been at peace.
However, he failed to extricate himself from this agony. Looking at the piano in the living room
reminded him of how excited she had been when she had received the gift half a month ago. She had
been so excited that she had insisted on treating him to dinner with her first sry, even though he had
refused multiple times.
Why? Why was she gone in just the blink of an eye?
Brendan was not good at drinking to numb emotional pain. Hence, he could only keep smoking until he
received some news from Sam. It was, however, rted to another matter.
“Mr. Brighthall, it’s about your request to investigate what happened before Ophelia’s death… I have a
video here.”
Sam handed Brendan the iPad. Brendan yed the video and saw Ophelia get beaten up and forced
to eat slops.
Brendan was furious. He couldn’t imagine what would happen if Deirdre were to see it.