Resent Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 338


    Chapter 338 Hand Him Over to Another Person


    The seed of suspicion began to sprout in Charlene’s heart after listening to ine’s


    spection. However, she had seen Brendan at Neve yesterday, and Neve was pretty


    far away from Alnwick, so what was going on?


    When Charlene did not say anything, ine added, “What are you still waiting for,


    Charlene? Do you really want to hand over the man who you’ve been in love with for so


    many years to that woman?


    “She got it easy and became his wife because she looks like you. Not only that, but she’s


    also the reason you can’t appear in public. Now she’s going to steal your fiance away


    from you again! If you don’t do anything right now, you’ll lose what you have today!”


    The things ine said reminded Charlene of her bitter past. A hint of coldness crossed


    her eyes. She was not going to go back to those days again.


    “Alright, I know what I should do. Thank you so much, ine,” Charlene said gently.” I’ll


    get someone to send you the purse that just got released this year.”


    ine’s eyes glowed with delight, but she pretended she did not want it. “You don’t have


    to do that. We are friends and should help each other.”


    Charleneughed and ended the call. As soon as she hung up the phone, her smile


    disappeared, and her face turned cold. She clenched her fists tightly and looked at the


    photo again–the smile on the woman’s face in the photo stung her eyes greatly.


    She did not understand why she was still so happy, even in her current state.


    As for her, ever since Madame Brighthall learned it was someone else who had been


    keeping herpany for those two years, she cut ties with her. She had tried to visit her


    several times but refused to see her.


    She had lost Madame Brighthall’s support. If she lost Brendan again…


    She did not dare to think what would happen to her then. She gnashed her teeth tightly


    and went out.


    Brendan had yet to recover from his injuries. He was still in a serious condition since the


    wound on his abdomen couldn’t heal, so he had been recuperating in the vi. Besides,


    after what happened to Deirdre, he had been keeping himself in his room, and she could


    only see him when he was having a meal.


    When Charlene appeared, Sam said sternly, “You’vee at bad timing, Miss


    McKinney. Mr. Brighthall has an operation tomorrow, so he’s resting in his room


    now. You shoulde back the day after tomorrow.”


    Charlene just wanted to find out whether the man in the photo was Brendan. She


    ignored what Sam said and pressed on. “Since he has an operation tomorrow, I should


    stay and take care of him. I’m sure he’ll be bored staying in his room alone. I’ll go up and


    keep himpany.”


    “Miss Mckinney-”


    “Sam.” Charlene’s face sank. “You may have served Deirdre in the past, but she’s gone


    now. I’m sure you know who’ll be the future Mrs. Brighthall, so let’s not make


    this difficult for both of us.”


    Sam froze. Charlene hastily rushed up to the second floor and pushed open the door to


    Brendan’s room.


    The moment she entered the room, she was weed by darkness. The curtains were


    drawn tightly, and the only thing left in the room was the smell of wine and medicine,


    both of which made Charlene frown.


    She looked toward the bed, and Brendan was sitting on the bed. His body was


    enveloped in the darkness, and he seemed dispirited. Even though he knew that Deirdre


    was still alive, it still did not give him enough motivation to keep living.Text ? owned by N?velDrama.Org.


    “Brendan…” Charlene covered her nose and asked, “Are you all right?”


    The man shuffled in his bed and frowned. “What are you doing here?”


    “I… I just wanted to see you. I saw that you weren’t in good condition when I had a meal


    with you yesterday. By the way, when is your operation? I want to keep youpany…”


    “Tomorrow night,” he replied impatiently. “Get out of my room now. I want to rest.”


    “Alright.” Charlene closed the door and looked at the time on her phone.


    It had only been one hour since ine saw Deirdre. There was no way Brendan could


    have made his way back from Alnwick in such a short period. Apparently, the man in the


    photo was not Brendan.