Chapter 133: Resent Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 133

Chapter 133 Birthday Party Deirdre was ungrateful no matter how well he treated her. On the contrary, she loathed him for meddling in her business and wished that he would leave her.

If Sterling had given her the dog as a gift, he figured that she would have immediately given herself to him as a sign of appreciation.

Brendan felt jealous at the thought of this possibility. He clenched his fists tightly, and his expression turned even colder. “You’re overthinking. A woman like her doesn’t deserve to be treated well by me. I thought of doing it at the time because the dog died in my backyard.”

“Is that so?” Charlene’s eyes turned gloomy, yet there was nothing she could do to object. She bit her red lips gently and said, “So it turns out that you’re now showing concern for Ms. McKinnon on purpose, Brendan. In that case, my mind can be at ease. It’s possible that I’m not magnanimous enough and I want to have all your attention. Am I being selfish?”

“How can you be?” Brendan looked at Charlene’s conflicted expression and felt a tinge of guilt in his heart. “Don’t worry, Deirdre is in no way comparable to you in my heart.”

In the next few days, Brendan was even more distant around Deirdre.

He would ignore her completely if they encountered each other by coincidence and he would walk past Deirdre right away, while Deirdre would remain calm as well. Unless it was necessary to go out, she would spend most of her time in the room.

However, they would encounter each other during meals. anyway.

Deirdre could only keep quiet and attempt to reduce her presence with all her might.

Brendan took one glance at her and felt himself losing his appetite. He placed down his cutlery and said, ” Charlene, enjoy the rest of your meal slowly. I have a video conference to attend in the study.”

“Sure,” Charlene answered. However, she could not help saying in concern, “Take care of your health, Brendan. We’re going to attend the birthday party tomorrow.”

“Hmm.”

Deirdre stopped eating for a moment. ‘Birthday party?”

Brendan headed upstairs while Charlene cut her steak like a show-off. “It’s October 25th tomorrow. I believe that Ms. McKinnon is aware of the significance of the date, right?”

Deirdre lowered her gaze. She knew all about that date, of course. It was Charlene’s birthday.

During the two years she had been with Brendan, she used to pretend to be Charlene and force a smile on her face when she received birthday wishes on a birthday that did not belong to her. She would try to forget her own birthday with great effort.

“You took my place as the birthday girl during my comatose period, Ms. McKinnon. When you were in prison, we would only celebrate my birthday minimally in order to stay away from the limelight.

Brendan. has always felt very guilty about that.” She heaved a sigh. “Hence, he told me that he would give me a proper celebration this time and introduce me to everyone in the Brighthall family mansion.”

‘The Brighthall family mansion.”

Deirdre’s hand hurt. It turned out that she was gripping the fork way too tightly.

She loosened her grip and said nonchalantly, “Congratulations, Ms. McKinney.”

“Thank you. Are you going to attend my birthday party, Ms. McKinnon? I seem to remember that you have not celebrated your own birthday all this time. Why don’t you consider tomorrow your birthday and join. the celebration?”

Deirdre had already grown numb to the humiliation, so she did not even bat an eye. “It’s fine. My body is not doing so well. I hope you have a great time, Ms. McKinney.”

“Are you really not coming?” When she noticed that Deirdre was about to stand up, Charlene’s smile grew wider and she said slowly, “How will you witness everyone approve of my relationship with Brendan if you don’t come?”

Deirdre halted to a stop and said coldly, “You seem to have a rather boring life, Ms. McKinney. You’re only pleased when you have people witnessing your love.”

“You…”

Brendan walked out of the study and furrowed his eyebrows after noticing that the atmosphere in the room was off. “What are you two talking about?”

“We’re talking about my birthday party tomorrow.” Charlene chuckled and said in a self-pitying tone,”

Brendan, can we invite Ms. McKinnon to the party as well? It will surely be very pitiful and lonely for her to be home all by herself tomorrow, right?”