Chapter 164 Is The Wedding Coming Soon?
Deirdre was in a daze. They were going to see Brendan’s parents at the old Brighthall mansion?
Well. Their relationship was progressing swimmingly, was it not? Was that why Brendan could not
imagine how wicked Charlene really was?
She snickered self-deprecatingly. “Let’s go back to the mansion.”
She doubted that man would skip going to the mansion tonight.
Sam heeded her order, and the car was on its way. Deirdre marched inside when they arrived and took
a seat on the living room couch. The long wait began.
The boredom of waiting could be mind-numbing, Sam knew, so he turned the TV on. The first thing that
leaped onto the screen were images of Brendan and Charlene shopping for goodies. Then came the
speculations of media talking heads and celebrity gossipers.
“The dashing, young CEO of Brighthall Group has been in a very stable relationship with the same
young woman for two years, and now, they were caught on a shopping trip together. Is this a sign of a
very specific celebration coming up? Maybe the country will be treated to news of their wedding by the
end of this year!”
Deirdre froze.
Sam hastily changed the channel. Sounding contrite, he said, “Sorry for that, Miss McKinnon. You
know these media people, right? They ain’t got nothing to do all day other than spew baseless
speculations for cheap entertainment. Mr. Brighthall and Miss McKinney were just doing normal
shopping-nothing more than that.”
“It’s alright. You don’t have to tell me that,” Deirdre replied with a small smile. She appeared unfazed.”
Whether those two are in a relationship or not doesn’t concern me at all.”
Sam scanned her mien for any sign of her being upset, but he found no obvious emotional arousal. Hel
sighed in relief and stared at her in slight disbelief. These two had spent the night together just a few
hours ago, had they not? So how could she not feel even a pang of sorrow after hearing that the man
was moving on with another woman right before the public’s eyes?
No matter how many questions Sam asked, he knew he could not penetrate Deirdre’s thoughts. He
remained in the living room for a while and then left, leaving the young woman alone on the couch,
suffering through the laughter and cheers emanating from the TV.
Her heart felt cold from dejection.
Deirdre had no idea how much time had passed, but she could guess that it was probably near dusk
because Sam was about to leave. He could not resist voicing a suggestion even as he was about to
excuse himself, though. “Maybe you should rest in your bedroom instead of camping out here, Miss
McKinnon. I mean, if Mr. Brighthall has a little too much to drink, he might decide to just spend the night
in the old residence, right? But I bet he’s gonna come here tomorrow.”
“I know.” Deirdre stared at the TV screen unseeingly. A few beats of silence later, she forced a smile.
“I’m not sleepy, though. Probably slept too much in the hospital. You don’t have to worry about me. Just
go. I won’t run away.”
Sam felt his reply choking in his throat. Deirdre running away was the least of his worries! He was just-
No.
He checked himself and snuffed the thought out. He was just a subordinate carrying out orders. He had
to remember that.
“Okay. In that case, excuse me, Miss McKinnon. Have a good evening.”
Sam left. The living room suddenly seemed so much more spacious and empty. The TV began to play
reruns of previous programs, and Deirdre began to feel colder and colder.
Maybe tonight would not be the night of truth, after all.
Suddenly, the door opened. Shock and anxiety flitted through her eyes as she leaped to her feet.
Before she could speak, however, she heard Charlene’s breathy, almost-purring moan, “S-Stop, Bren!
We a-a- aren’t in our bedroom yet, God… Stop, my dress is coming undone…”
“Is that a bad thing?” said a man’s voice, undergirded by drunken passion and a shred of desire.
Deirdre knew exactly what was going on between them. She took a sharp breath.
The chilly gale coming from outside seemed to have become so frigid that it cut through her skin and
reached her spine. Even a breath of that air prodded her chest, as if she had just swallowed a bowl of
glass shards.
“You’re unbelievable, you horndog!” Charlene breathed sweetly. Then, as if she had just noticed
Deirdre. for the first time, she gasped in shock and blushed. “Oh my God! M-Miss McKinnon! I didn’t
know your were here!
“Bren! Damn it, Bren! You should have at least told me she would be around, you silly man.”
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