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Chapter 796 We Are Already Divorced
Perhaps it was due to Deirdre's trouble in adapting to the turbulence that she was sick on the plane on multiple
occasions. By the time they landed, she was weak and exhausted.
She forced herself to get up from her seat with great effort, yet her knees buckled. She fell forward, and Brendan
responded just in time to catch her by wrapping an arm around her.
Deirdre's face was ghastly pale, and she was having trouble catching a breath. She grabbed Brendan's collar in a
state of anxiety and only loosened her grip when she realized her action.
Brendan did not loosen his grip over her at once, but his dark eyes were locked on Deirdre's face without any
reservation. There was concern and guilt in his gaze.
He caressed the woman’s ghastly pale face with his fingertips and said weakly, "I'm sorry that I can’t help with
anything."
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHe could only watch helplessly as Deirdre gagged and felt uneasy. His heart was ridden with anxiety, but there was
nothing he could do in the presence of Deirdre's torment.
Deirdre was stunned for a moment before she shoved away his hand. She had a taunting expression when she said,
"You don't need to do anything, but you can stop putting on an act."
She found his infatuation annoying.
She wanted to turn around and walk away, but Brendan picked her up by the waist the next moment.
"Brendan!" The panic feeling of falling made Deirdre tense up her body." Let go of me!"
'Your knees are weak, and you can't walk steadily. How am I supposed to let go of you when you can't even see
clearly?" Brendan found a good excuse because Deirdre was incapable of walking steadily indeed.
Nonetheless, she could not allow Brendan to carry her down the flight...
Deirdre bit her lower lip and said, "I’ll walk slowly."
"So other people can see you walking with unsteady, shaky legs next to me?" Brendan said softly, "How many
people do you think will misunderstand that for something else?"
Deirdre wanted to speak, but she came to realize the situation and could not help blushing.
Brendan carried her until they got out of the plane. In addition to being a good-looking couple, their striking method
drew a lot of attention along the way. The onlookers were watching and taking photos of them.
Sam was stunned for a short while upon seeing that. Soon afterward, he heaved a sigh.
He cast a look at the people to stop them from distributing today’s photos.
After they got into the car, they headed back to the mansion they used to live in. When Deirdre entered the house,
she found an additional person busy working in the kitchen.
The person walked outside upon hearing the commotion and wiped her hands on her apron. "Madam, it's been a
long time since we last met each other."
Deirdre was astounded upon hearing the voice. "Mrs. Engel?"
Mrs. Engel was Ophelia's caretaker in the past, with a very good personality. She would take good care of Ophelia,
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmand Deirdre would frequently get in touch with her in the past. She would call up Mrs. Engel to check on Ophelia's
condition when she was busy, and they had a close relationship. Mrs. Engel was like family to her.
"Mrs. Brighthall..." Mrs. Engel teared up. "I thought that I would never see you again. It’s fortunate that Mr.
Brighthall kindly helped me out when I was at my most difficult time. He gave me a chance to come back so I can
take care of your daily needs while you rest until you give birth to the child."
Deirdre was having trouble holding back her tears and hugged Mrs. Engel with reddened eyes.
Brendan's expression changed slightly when he noticed how emotional
Deirdre got. Behind him, Sam reminded him, and he said, "Mrs. Engel will be taking care of you from now on. Both
of you are close, so don’t hold back if you need anything from her. I have some affairs to attend to at work, so I'm
making a move now.”
Deirdre did not respond, but Brendan took a few extra glances at her before he left.
Mrs. Engel noticed that something was off. "Mrs. Brighthall, what's going on with the both of you?"
"Mrs. Engel, you can call me Deirdre. You don't need to address me as Mrs. Brighthall because Brendan and I are
already divorced."
"Divorced?" Mrs. Engel was dumbfounded. "Mrs. Brighthall, you must be joking, right? You love Mr. Brighthall so
much. Why would you get a divorce out of nowhere?"
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