Chapter 682 Kyran, I Hate Him!
Soon, the call was connected, and a voice wafted from the other side of the line. It was Sam. It was pretty noisy on
his side, so he found a quieter corner and asked, "Who's on the line?"
Deirdre pinched her thigh tightly. After calming herself down, she said," Sam, it’s me."
Sam fell silent for a long while when he heard Deirdre’s voice. "Miss McKinnon?"
He was both surprised and confused. He did not know why Deirdre would suddenly call him.
"What... What can I do for you?"
If it were normal times, Deirdre would be teasing him, but her mind was full of Charlene’s acquittal right now. She
felt like an invisible hand had clutched at her heart, and she could barely breathe. She took a deep breath, and her
eyes turned red as she asked, "Where is Brendan?"
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Mr. Brighthall?" Sam was stunned for a moment. "He’s inside."
Deirdre covered her face and continued in a stern voice. "Get him on the phone."
"What?" Sam hesitated. "Miss McKinnon, I-"
"Please get him on the phone, Sam. I beg you," Deirdre growled deeply. She could barely contain her emotions now.
"I don't know what I did wrong, but I need to know why he has to do this to me."
Sam fell silent again. After a while, he said, "I’m sorry, Miss McKinnon. Mr. Brighthall has given us an order. All of us,
including me, are forbidden from talking to you. I’m already breaking the rules by taking your call in private, so I
can't go up to him and ask him to take your call."
A chill rushed down her spine, but her face was bereft of emotions. After coming to her senses, she wiped her face
and said, "I'm sorry for not thinking about your situation. I apologize for bothering you."
"Please don't say that, Miss McKinnon." Sam felt embarrassed. He did not want to make Deirdre feel bad, but he
had no other choice since he was not in the right position to say anything. As such, he bit the bullet and said," Miss
McKinnon, since it's something that can’t be changed anymore, why don’t you learn to accept it?"
'Thank you," replied Deirdre. She hung up the call, and her phone slipped past her fingers and fell to the floor.
'Learn to accept it?'
She knew Sam was saying no one could stop Brendan if he wanted to save Charlene. Rather than clinging to the
matter, she should let it go and start a new life.
It seemed to her that this was her only option. However, everything that happened in the past-the scene where
Brendan had firmly told her he would make Charlene pay the price for everything she had done, the scene where
he had saved her from the pool, and the scene where he had gotten down to his knees to beg Cillian for letting her
go-was playing in her head.
Everything seemed to be changing for the better. She had assumed Brendan was changing, but reality gave her a
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmbig slap on her face.
It was only now she realized how stupid and naive she was. Everything was fake, and Brendan was just toying with
her.
Perhaps he was laughing at her for her pretentiousness and that he finally could get rid of her to be with Charlene
when she was crying.
Deirdre’s breathing was ragged. She curled up on her knees as she could not contain the pain anymore.
Even though she was prepared for it, still...
The door was unlocked with a click.
Deirdre turned her head around. It was Kyran. Just when she was about to stand up, Kyran took a step forward and
grabbed her into his arms.
He did not ask anything. It seemed like he knew what had happened.
Tears began to stream down her cheeks profusely.
"I hate him... Kyran, I hate him!"
Kyran tightened his arms around her silently.
After a short while, Deirdre finally calmed down with her face filled with tears.