Resent Reject Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 874


    Chapter 874 You Can’t Take Her Away!


    The sight stung Brendan in the eyes like thorns. Murderous air began to pool around


    him like the onset of a nuclear explosion. He mmed his hand against the bars,


    thundering, “What the h*ll am I seeing!?”


    The warden’s face turned as white as a sheet. He knew all too well what this wasbullying between


    inmates. What he did not expect was Brendan catching it right when


    it happened.


    His hoarsemotion woke the inmates. When they saw who it was, their minds


    turned nk. They had no idea that a man whose very status would equate him to a


    modern-day prince would deign himself to visit a dirty cell in a detainment facility!


    “M-Mr. Brighthall! W-Why are you here? N-No, this is a misunderstanding! It’s all Miss


    McKinnon’s idea! She found us filthy and decided to sleep in her own clean little


    corner instead of huddling with our grime. She said it herself! The corner’s clean, she


    said!” “Exactly! She’s the one w-who’s ostracizing us! Thus, we chose not to force her


    against her wish!”


    Their desperate ruckus to clean themselves off suspicion woke Deirdre. She stirred


    and groggily listened to their defenses for a while before looking ahead. There, she


    saw a familiar figure in her blurry sight.


    Her heart seemed to stop beating for a second. ‘Is that… Brendan!?


    ‘But why is he here!? He was supposed to have left!’ “Shut the f*ck up!” growled


    Brendan, his features twisting into a horrifying grimace.


    Sheer wrath had consumed his reason-he had to grit his teeth just to stop himself


    from being a monster. He stepped inside the cell, intending to bring Deirdre out of it.


    Before he could grab her wrist, though, he saw the bruises.


    “What the f*ck!?” He exhaled and yanked her sleeve back.


    Her entire arm was filled with blue-ck bruises. Against her porcin skin, they


    looked even more harrowing than they already were.


    The rest of the inmates panicked. “T-That’s-”


    Any excuses they coulde up with seemed futile by this point.


    Brendan turned to the warden, his eyes steely. “I trust that you people know what to


    do about this.”


    The warden felt cold sweat oozing out of his spine and nodded. “O-Of course! How


    dare they do this in a ce ofw and order, like a police station!? We’ll immediately


    begin an investigation to see who’s responsible.” “Investigation? Who’s responsible?”


    Brendan scanned the crowd and broke out augh.


    Everyone shivered in fear.


    Wordlessly, Brendan carried Deirdre into his arms and started toward the door.


    “Mr. Brighthall!” The warden and his colleague began to crowd around. ” You can’t


    take her out like that!”


    Brendan’s eyes were as cold as icicles. “I can’t? Do you have any idea how much


    trouble your entire station will be in if I bring this up for legal scrutiny? A pregnant


    woman, innocent before an official charge, was being abused while she was detained


    in your station under your watch. Can you really see yourself getting out of this sh*t


    alive?”


    Everyone froze and exchanged nces.


    “If something were to happen to her, none of you, I mean not a single one of you,


    would be able to handle the responsibility. I’m just bringing her to the hospital to


    receive the medical care she deserves. If you’re worried about my intention, then go


    ahead and get one of your people to tag along!”


    With that, he strode back out to the hall and to the parking lot, his steps frantic but


    stable. The popped veins crawling around his arms were proof that he was doing his


    best to contain the raging beast inside him.


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    “B-Brendan…”


    Deirdre curled into herself even more. The man’s arms were strong, firm…


    safe. She felt the safest as she had ever been. And yet, she was worried. If word of


    Brendan forcibly taking her out of the detainment center got out, only more troubles


    would follow.


    “B-Brendan, put me down… I’m okay, really…”


    Brendan’s breathing became even morebored. The mes of his rage were


    threatening to pour out of his every pore.


    He set her down on the passenger’s seat, tipped her chin up, and kissed her supple


    lips hard.


    It hurt enough that Deirdre froze.


    Brendan took a deep breath. “When are you finally going to learn to protect yourself,


    Deirdre? When are you finally going to trust me a little more?”


    He was infuriated, but it was more than just because she was being bullied.


    It was because she was still thinking about hiding her pain from him despite the abuse


    she had suffered.