Chapter 542 You Need to Trust Me âI will,â replied Kyran, the expression on his face turning gentle. Suddenly, he thought of something, and a light flashed across his eyes. âI think the same way as well. Iâll find an opportunity and talk to her myself.â
After Deirdre hung up the call, she buried her head into the pillow, and it took her a long while before she finally calmed herself down.
She felt a bit sad and thought how good it would be if she could go to Germia with Kyran.
It was just that she was in a sensitive position right now. She was another manâs wife, so she could not bring herself to face Kyranâs parents.
At present, what she wanted to do the most was to end her marriage with Brendan as soon as possible.
Since she could not let Declan know what she was going to do, she only came out of her room in a trench coat after Declan went out in his car the next afternoon.
She flagged down a cab and said, âAt the police station at Mr. Verm Road, thank you.â
Meanwhile, an unwanted guest arrived at the police station.
When the man entered the police station and appeared in front of the police, all of them jerked up, and their faces were filled with shock.
âM-Mr. Brighthall?â
The police officers looked at each other, and they could see the confusion on their faces. Brendan flicked the water droplet on his shoulders and glanced across the surroundings. After that, he said, âWhere is Charli? Bring her to me.â
He sat in front of the table, and soon, Charlene appeared from the door. She was handcuffed and had lost her arrogance. Her face was bloodless, her lips parched, and she looked dejected like a frosted eggplant.
When she saw Brendan, her eyes lit up with happiness as she pounced on him. âBrendan! Brendan!
Youâre finally here! I knew you wouldnât forget about me. Hurry up and get me out of here. This isnât a place for humans to stay. Itâs disgusting!â
Her face was filled with snot and tears as she told Brendan about her experience here. However, Brendan just looked at her impassively.
âBrendanâ¦â Charlene finally realized something, and a bad feeling arose from the bottom of her heart.
âWhy arenât you talking? Are you mad at me? I know I had a fight with Miss McKinnon, but it really wasnât me who abducted her!â
Brendan looked at her coidly and asked, âIf you werenât the one who abducted her, then why are you here?â
âItâs Miss McKinnonâs fault!â Charlene hastily said, âSheâs jealous of our relationship, so she wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to send me to jail so that she can have you all to herself. Brendan, you need to trust me!â
âTrust you?â Brendan looked at the woman in front of him. He did not know why but felt like she was a stranger. âDo you think these police officers are idiots where anyone can lead them by the nose? Then how are you going to explain about Maeve?â
When Brendan mentioned Maeve, Charleneâs face turned pale. Her eyes were filled with tears as she explained, âShe⦠She was bought by Deirdreâ¦â
As if he had enough of his bullsh*t, Brendan rose to his feet and said, âIf you still donât want to tell me the truth, then Iâm sorry. Thereâs nothing I can do to help you!â
âNo! Brendan! No!â Charlene shouted in panic. If Brendan left now, she would be a goner.
She did not want to go to prison. She did not want to spend her life in a confined room where even the sunlight could not reach her. She should live an affluent life. There was no way she would go to prison.
âIt⦠Itâs true that I know about her abduction, butâ¦â Charleneâs eyes rolled, and tears began to stream down her cheeks as she tried to save her reputation. âI didnât mean to put her in a dangerous situation.
My rage and jealousy blinded me. I just couldnât accept the fact that you were so deeply impacted by her death that you ignored me. Iâm your girlfriend!â