Chapter 101 Still Trying to Deceive Me âSam.â Brendan interrupted Sam, his expression icy cold. âYouâve been deceived by her too.â
He sneered through his tightly-clenched teeth. âDeirdre made you come to me because she wanted to use todayâs plot to guilt me, of course. Then, she would lead me to put the blame on Charlene bit by bit.
âShe is the kind of woman who uses unscrupulous tactics to achieve what she wants from the start. On the other hand, Iâve also almost caused the death of Charlene for a nobody like her!â
The anger of being deceived and the guilt of almost causing his saviorâs death filled his chest. He felt his head spinning and clenched his fists tightly.
He walked toward Deirdreâs room with swift strides and kicked the door.
Deirdre was not asleep, but she tensed up at the commotion of the door. Before she could react to the situation, Brendanâs hands were already clutching her throat ferociously.
âUghâ¦â
The feeling of suffocation flooded her entire body, and her neck would be broken at any moment if he were to exert just a little more strength!
She heard Brendanâs angry scolding. âDeirdre! Youâre a disgusting, sinister woman! Why arenât you dead yet!?â
Deirdre pushed away Brendanâs arms with all her might in an attempt to inhale just a bit of air. Her eyes were reddened beyond her control from the suffocation.
âWhatâs going on? What the heck is going on?â
Brendan flung her off the bed at the very moment before she was about to lose consciousness.
She could not care about the pain from the fall as she gasped for air. Her face was covered in tears from the choking.
She could still feel Brendan looking at her from above, and his hatred was enough to kill her after it ended.
âCough cough! What⦠What ha⦠What happened?â
âWhat happened? Your scheme has been completely destroyed!â Brendan took a stride and stepped on her injured hand.
Blood seeped out instantly, and Deirdre shrieked in pain. âOuch!â
âOuch?â Brendan grabbed her by her hair and pushed her against the wall. He sounded hysterical when he said, âIf youâre in pain, is Charlene not in pain? Youâve successfully vilified her. She almost died from a sleeping pill overdose. Are you proud of yourself?â
âWhat? Charlene took sleeping pills?â
Deirdre was astounded at first, and then she felt calm soon afterward.
âYou felt sorry for her because she took some pills, so you put all the blame on me, right?â Blood dripped down from Deirdreâs fingertips constantly. She finally came to understand the situation and cracked a hideous smile. âBrendan, you really do care about her so much. You consider her innocent just because she took two sleeping pills and feigned suicide after feeling wronged.
âCough, cough⦠Then, you tried to punish me? If thatâs the case, why did you make her apologize to me then?â
âShut up!â Brendanâs face turned green with anger. He clutched Deirdreâs throat with a deadly grip. âYou still refuse to come to your senses at this point. Youâre still going to continue to put on an act, huh?
Heh! Deirdre, you really did a good job planning a great scheme that deceived me!â
Deirdreâs expression was tainted with a tinge of confusion. âHow have I deceived you?â
Brendan lowered his head and found the sight of her bleeding hand to be taunting him. He stretched out his hand and grabbed her hand before tightening his grip.
Deirdre teared up from the pain instantly. She was in so much pain that she could not make a sound.
âAre you in pain? Iâm in more pain than you!â Brendan pushed her away. The pity and guilt he felt were all for nothing now, even though it mattered a few hours ago.
âWhy am I so foolish that I felt a tinge of pity for this woman and doubted the kind Charlene? I must have lost my mind.â
âDeirdre, you made me do this. Since you still refuse to behave yourself despite your blindness, donât blame me for violating our prior agreement. Iâm going to make you suffer so much youâll wish you were dead!â