Chapter 817


    Chapter 817 Will You Let Charlene Confess to the Crime?


    Brendan’s heart was torn apart as he buried his head in the woman’s shoulder. He already had the


    answer in his heart. He could not do it. He could not afford to lose Deirdre again, even if it was only for


    a day. Only when


    Deirdre was around him did he feel he was alive as a living person, not as a walking corpse.


    “I’m sorry…” “Stop saying sorry to me. I’ve heard enough of it.”


    Deirdre pushed him away as she felt disgusted.


    Brendan grabbed her fingers. His eyes were red and filled with determination. “Don’t worry. I’ll bring an


    end to all of this. I promise you that what happened today won’t happen again.”


    “Bring an end to all of this?” Deirdre looked at him.


    “How are you going to end it? Are you going to tell everyone in Neve that Charlene was the one who


    ran that person over? Will you tell everyone that she’s the murderer and bring her to justice?”


    Brendan was stumped, and a mocking smile hopped onto the corner of Deirdre’s lips. She had


    expected his reaction.


    Brendan took a deep breath and replied, “It isn’t the right time yet, but I promise you that after I get


    everything I want, I’ll clean your name for you. HIpensate you for the pain you once suffered, little


    by little.”


    Deirdre was stunned at the seriousness of his voice. However, she soonughed at herself since she


    nearly fell into Brendan’s trap again.


    Did he not want to spend the rest of his life with Charlene? If that were the case, then how would he


    compensate her? She was confident it was nothing but another one of his empty promises.


    “I’m tired.” Deirdre pulled her hand back and lowered her head.


    Brendan suppressed the urge to hold the woman in front of him in his arms and said gently, “Okay.


    Let’s go home then.”


    After the doctor tended to Mrs. Engel’s wound, Sam brought them home.


    However, Brendan did not go inside. He just watched Deirdre affectionately until she was gone from his


    vision. Then, he withdrew his gaze and said, “I’m not going in yet. I’ll be backter.”


    ‘Where are you going, Mr. Brighthall?” Mrs. Engel asked nervously,


    “You’re also affected by this incident. Besides, you’re injured, so you shouldn’t stay outside so often.


    You might-” “Don’t worry. Since such a big thing happens, as the


    CEO of mypany, I need to step forward and say something. I’ll be back soon.”


    “But…” Mrs. Engel had a feeling that things were not as easy as Brendan said it was.


    “I’ll leave Deirdre in your care.”


    Brendan rolled the window up after he finished speaking. Sam started the car and slowly drove the car


    out of the neighborhood.


    Mrs. Engel sighed. She held Deirdre’s arm and said, “Mrs. Brighthall, let me bring you inside.”


    Deirdre nodded. Mrs. Engel brought Deirdre to the couch. Her eyes went red around the rims when she


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    ‘Those people are the worst! How could they simply beat somebody up for something that they don’t


    know? Can’t they see that you’re pregnant? What if something happened to you?”


    Deirdre chuckled. “Well, I can understand them. After all, for them, I’m an evil murderer.” ‘You’re such a


    good person. There’s no way you can be a murderer.”


    Deirdre continued to smile, but the light in her eyes was gone. It was exactly because she was a good


    person and her stupidity and naivety that she would be other people’s scapegoat.


    Mrs. Engel could see that Deirdre was not in the mood right now, so she changed the topic. ‘You didn’t


    eat anything this afternoon, right? Let me go into the kitchen and whip up something real quick for you.”


    When she was going through the stuff they bought, she took the chicken out and asked, “Mrs.


    Brighthall, this chicken…” “Just throw it away,” Deirdre said without batting an eye. “It doesn’t have any


    use anymore.”


    Mrs. Engel hesitated for a moment, but she still threw the chicken into the trash in the end and sighed


    inwardly. ‘Their rtionship improved slightly after Mr. Brighthall got injured, but everything went back


    to where it started because of this incident… Destiny really likes to make a fool of people…’