Chapter 689 Can You Be More Heartless?
"Brendan, do you want me to remind you again? We're no longer husband and wife. I can go wherever I want. You
have no right to control me!"
"I have no right?" Brendan was so infuriated that he felt a throbbing pain in his temples. "What about your
boyfriend? Does your boyfriend allow you to hug another man? Deirdre, have you no shame?"
'Have I no shame?'
Deirdre sneered coldly.
She might feel a bit embarrassed if other people said something like this to her, but what made Brendan think he
could judge her like this? The only person in this world who did not have the right to say that she was shameless
was him.
"Even if I'm shameless, at least I know that we need to keep our promise. What about you, Mr. Brighthall?" Deirdre
said through gritted teeth. She forced down her anger and scoffed mockingly. "How much truth is there in what you
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Brendan parted his lips. There were a lot of things he wanted to say, but he swallowed them back into his stomach
pit. In the end, he just said, "I know what you’re trying to say, but I promise you that Charlene won’t hurt you
anymore!"
Deirdre’s eyes turned red around the rims, and her entire body was shaking as she laughed.
She had been waiting for a long time to bring Charlene to justice, but in the end, Brendan just told her that
Charlene would not hurt her anymore.
Of course, Charlene would not hurt her anymore. This was because no matter how ruthless Charlene was, Brendan
was even more ruthless than her.
He was the main source of all her pain. He had driven her to the verge of insanity. The pain that she suffered
afterward was nothing compared to the pain that Brendan caused her.
"Brendan... I keep on thinking that after all the disgusting things you've done, can you get any more ruthless and
drive me even closer to despair?” Deirdre clenched her fists tightly and grinned bitterly. "Apparently, you never let
me down in this matter."
Brendan closed his eyes and breathed hard to get rid of the pain that was torturing him. He avoided her question
and said, "It's time for you to go back today."
Before Deirdre could say anything, he added, "It's okay if you don’t want to come back with me, but I can assure
you that your friend here will have to go back even if he doesn’t want to."
'Is he threatening me?'
When the thought surfaced in Deirdre's head, her eyes widened as she shouted, "What are you going to do again?"
"I'm sure you know more than I do about what I want to do. After all, we’ve slept on the same bed for two years.
You should know more about me than anyone else," Brendan said coldly.
'You're a monster..." Deirdre's eyes turned bloodshot. She did not expect Brendan to be so shameless.
At that moment, the door to the private room on the second floor opened up.
Charlene had long heard the commotion outside. It was just that the noise was so loud that she didn't hear who it
was. Right now, she just happened to come out to call Brendan, but she never imagined that the man she was
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Not only that, but he was also arguing with his ex-wife right now.
Charlene did not get angry. Instead, she was happy when she saw Deirdre. After all, she had long wanted to look for
Deirdre.
"Miss McKinnon? What a small world. I didn't expect to run into you here. I'm sure that this must be the doing of
God," Charlene said as she walked down the stairs. Even though there were two black circles around her eyes, her
cheeks were ruddy.
She walked up to Brendan with a smile on her face and said with her mouth pouted, "Why didn't you tell me that
you're already here?"
Brendan’s face turned pale as he stared fixedly at Charlene.
Charlene blinked her eyes and coiled her arm around his affectionately. Since fate has brought all of us together,
why don't you come with Brendan and me? After all, we're friends, and I'm sure we have a lot of things to catch up
to."
"Friend that almost got sent to prison?" Deirdre sneered coldly. Her heart was filled with disappointment as she
watched the two clinging figures in front of her.