Chapter 748: Chapter 749

Chapter 749 You Love Being the Third Wheel, Don’t You?

‘That’s more like it,” Deirdre said quickly, relieved. He believed her now, did he not?

Dread refused to leave her alone. She had thought that with everyone leaving the compound, Tobey could come right at her door and still be relatively safe. She was wrong-Brendan had somehow made her neighbor his mole, too. The only small solace was that the neighbor did not recognize Tobey.

Deirdre bit her lips tightly. She should insist on bringing Tobey inside the next time.

“Dee.”

She snapped out of her thoughts. “Oh? What’s the matter?”

“I want to go home. To see you.”

Deirdre was stunned. She chuckled. “Alright, it’s a little too late for jokes now, Kyran.

There’s no flight coming home right now, and you’re not driving in this state. What you should do is rest. Go to sleep.”

“I could always ask someone to drive me home.”

“Nope, that’s still dangerous to my liking. I won’t be able to sleep knowing that!” she said, doing her best to assure him.

Brendan finally relented. “Okay. But only if you tell me you love me,” he said softly… almost wistfully. “I haven’t heard you say that for a while now.”

Deirdre took a deep breath. “Kyran, I… I love you.” Silence.

“Kyran? Kyran!”

She thought he had left his phone until Charlene’s voice rang, “Oh, soooo sorry, Miss McKinnon. Bren’s fallen asleep, so I guess he’s never gonna answer your declaration of love now.”

Deirdre’s face paled. Emotions overcame her like a deluge-she felt both a chill and a fever coursing through her bloodstream. It was like being in two different kinds of hell simultaneously.

“Oh? He fell asleep?”

“He did.” Charlene chuckled softly as she studied Brendan’s sleeping face.” He looked so relaxed in his sleep… and so adorable too, just like before. He’s gotten himself drunk because he was drinking in my place, you know. Gosh, I feel so bad!”

Deirdre was not angered by her showing off her status-she simply felt pity. “Seems like there’s nothing important here. Goodbye.”

“Not so fast,” Charlene drawled. “I gotta ask: do you relish being the third wheel, Miss McKinnon? Or is being his sex partner what makes you happy? See, I’m not as nasty and selfish as you think. If you want it hard enough, I guess I can allow you to share a bit of him with me. All you have to do is acknowledge that I’m his actual true love while you’re just a side wh*re, and we’ll get along just fine, wouldn’t you agree?”

Get along fine, her *ss. Charlene was pushing her head into a pile of manure -that was what this was about! What she said was demeaning and disparaging-there was no other way to read it!

Deirdre began to shake despite herself as Charlene continued. “Go ahead and give my offer a thought.

Now, please excuse me… He has reserved a spot for me on our bed.”

She deliberately emphasized “our bed”.

Charlene hung up the call and left Deirdre sitting on her bed and staring blankly into space.

‘Do you relish being the third wheel?’

‘Or is being his sex partner what makes you happy?’

‘All you have to do is acknowledge that I’m his actual true love while you’re just a side wh*re, and we’ll get along just fine?’

Those words stung. Deirdre shut her eyes tightly, but she could not even summon the strength for a rebuttal. All of this humiliation was Brendan’s fault. He had forced her into this.

She would remember all the sins he had committed against her with all her might.

Ultimately, she lost her sleep for the rest of the night. It was hardly a good thing for a pregnant woman.

In the morning, she had a head-splitting migraine.

She gave a low sigh and decided to get up to pack up. A suitcase would be too big and heavy for her, so she chose to pack light with a bag. She stuffed some clothes inside, mulled over her decision for a while, and took the medicines her doctor gave her as well.

Deirdre then made breakfast and ate while waiting for Tobey’s news. Her phone rang, and her joy skyrocketed.