Chapter 798
Chapter 798 I Will Only Hate You More
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All of a sudden, Brendan’s dark eyes glistened for a brief moment before dimming again. “How did he
die?”
Sam was overwhelmed with emotions. “He got into a conflict with someone on the street, and he
was…”
Brendan furrowed his eyebrows and fell silent.
Sam was a close acquaintance of Steven, so he was having trouble epting the situation. “How did
that happen so suddenly? Steven would never get into a fight so easily in view of his personality. In
addition, he was living abroad, so he should be more vignt and cautious. How did that…”
Brendan did not speak, but his dark eyes were glistening with emotions. After a while, he said, “Noted.
You may leave first.”
Sam nodded and headed outside.
Brendan continued to read the documents, but he was distracted. He lit a cigarette and then put it out
again, his dark eyes tainted with shock.
‘Dead… How did he die at such a coincidental time?’
Steven was living well abroad initially, and when Brendan wanted to inquire him about the prison
situation, Steven got into a mishap soon afterward. It felt as if someone was trying to cover up a secret.
Brendan clenched his fists tightly. He had no doubts about the incidents that had taken ce in the
prison back in that year because he knew very well that Steven would not be able to hide his tricks
perfectly. He was supposed to know if anything bad were to happen to Deirdre in prison at once.
Unless…
Brendan thought of something, and his dark eyes dimmed quickly.
Dark clouds covered the sky when Brendan returned to the mansion. The light in the living room was
on. He opened the door to find only Mrs. Engel, and his gaze dimmed for a brief moment.
“Where’s Deirdre?”
“Mrs. Brighthall is tired and is resting upstairs.” Mrs. Engel took Brendan’s jacket and noticed
something. She said, “Have you been drinking, Mr. Brighthall?”
“Hmm, a little.”
Mrs. Engel was enlightened. “It’s inevitable for you to drink during social activities for work. Shall I
prepare a hangover remedy for you? You will get a headache tomorrow morning otherwise.”
“It’s fine.” Brendan said, “I didn’t drink much, and I’ll be fine after resting for a night. You should rest
early too.”
“Sure.”
Brendan headed upstairs and opened the door to the room. He found Deirdre on the bed, and she
really was sound asleep. Her breathing was slow and even, but her body was curled up due to herck
of security, forming a small bulge under the nket.
He made his way to the woman’s side, and the sight of her calm, sleeping face enlivened his cold
heart. He could not take his eyes off her and stretched out his hand to tuck a strand of her hair behind
her ear.
In the next moment, Deirdre opened her eyes drowsily. “Brendan?”
“Hmm, did I wake you up?”
He spoke in an unprecedentedly gentle tone that sounded like Kyran…
Deirdre gnashed her teeth and cleared her head. “Have you been drinking?”
“Hmm, not much.”
‘Why-”
She was about to inquire further when the man’s kissnded on her and engulfed her words. He did not
do it brutally as he did previously, but it was more like he was venting his emotions. He appeared to be
more gentle and affectionate in his intoxicated state, as if he did not wish to hurt Deirdre.
He was so gentle that he would leave if Deirdre gave him the slightest push. Deirdre batted her
eyshes and was fully awake quickly. She shoved Brendan away and asked, “What are you doing?”
Brendan said in a self-mocking tone, “Can’t I kiss you a little when we’ve been together for so long?”
‘Together for so long?” Deirdre found it ridiculous. “How long have we been together?
Three years, four years? Did you look me in the eyes when I married you? Did you have feelings for
me?
“Or do you think that I’m just as foolish as I was in the past? That I will be charmed and tricked by you
once again when you assume Kyran’s identity? Let me tell you this. I won’t! I will only be disgusted by
you!”
The words ‘disgusted by you’ were unpleasant to the ears and ached Brendan’s heart.