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Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

Chapter 838
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Chapter 838 Jealous Because of Him

'Visiting my mother with Charlene?’

Brendan's pupils constricted abruptly. "Who told you that?" "It's on the news. They reported that Charlene joined

you to visit Madame Brighthall, and some photos have been posted online. Many people were discussing it when

Mrs. Brighthall and I were strolling in the park this evening."

Brendan's breathing was ragged. He immediately pulled out his phone to run a search and found the photos of him

and Charlene at the door of the family mansion on the top search page, just as expected.

It was apparent that the person was highly skilled in taking photos because Brendan was standing about one meter

away from Charlene. Yet, he appeared to be hugging and chatting intimately with her in the photos.

His icy cold expression was blurred on the photos on purpose, leaving only Charlene's joy and affectionate

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expression. Brendan clutched his phone tightly.

"Charlene..." 'No wonder she showed up there! No wonder...'

Mrs. Engel cowered at the sight of Brendan's sudden, unpleasant expression. "Mr. Brighthall..."

Brendan was jolted back to reality and informed Mrs. Engel, "Don't take Mrs. Brighthall outside in the coming days

and try to lessen her televisionbased multimedia as well."

Mrs. Engel nodded and thought, 'Even if I don’t take Mrs. Brighthall out, I think she won't be bothered to go out

anymore. After all, no one wants to be criticized by others if one is going to be demoted to a mistress when going

out.'

Upon saying that, Brendan turned off his phone. He could not be bothered about his news being the top search

article online because his current focus was to gain Deirdre’s trust.

He headed upstairs and stood before Deirdre’s room. He was preparing to open the door and enter the room when

he discovered that the door was already locked from the inside.

Brendan found it rather ridiculous.

'The woman has quite a temper.' At the same time, he felt a tinge of sweetness.

It signified that she cared about him interacting with Charlene, at the very least. She was jealous because of him.

Brendan found that adorable but did not want her to be angry for a long time for fear that her health would be

affected. Thus, he opened the door soon enough.

Deirdre lay on the bed and turned her head to the side when she heard the door opening. Anger emerged on her

beautiful face. "How did you get in?"

Brendan placed down the key and said, "I have a spare key to every room, just in case."

Deirdre was stunned for a moment. Soon afterward, she sneered. "I've forgotten that this is your home while I

don’t deserve any privacy because I'm under house arrest." "Don't say that." Brendan furrowed his eyebrows and

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walked toward the woman step by step. "This is not just my home but yours too. This is our home."

Deirdre found Brendan's remark unusually amusing.

'You really spare no effort in ensuring that the child is born safely. You used to act as if you would die if you had to

show your concern, yet you’re so capable of lying without remorse now." "How can you tell I must be lying and not

speaking out of sincerity?"

Deirdre's gaze was filled with mockery. "How can I not?"

Brendan was well aware of what Deirdre meant. He made his way to the side of the bed and sat down so he could

see the woman at eye level. " Deirdre, believe me when I say that I didn't do anything that is unfaithful to you.

"Charlene intentionally commissioned someone to take the photos and bump the article to Google Trends today to

fulfill her goal. We just bumped into each other briefly at the entrance and spoke to each other during that

period..."

Brendan's gaze dimmed instantly, and he said, "It was less than three minutes." "Less than three minutes?" Deirdre

sneered. "Brendan, do you think that I can be so easily deceived? You two were at the entrance of the family

mansion, yet only chatted for three minutes? Do you think I've forgotten everything you did to me in the past for

Charlene?"