Resent, Reject, Regret novel Chapter 281

Brendan kept quiet for a long time before he answered, “This is the last time, I promise.”

Madam Brighthall refused to believe his promise. She left, slamming the door, ready to rush over to the police station.

Brendan and Sam were left in the room.

It was apparent that Sam had not expected that the situation would progress to this extent. He asked in an exploratory manner, “So what should we do now, Mr. Brighthall?”

“Head to the police station and figure out a way for me to speak with Deirdre.”

Sam nodded. He turned around to head out when Brendan called out to him. “Also, please help me look into Ophelia’s incident one year ago. Find out what happened after her house was taken back.”

“Sure.”

Charlene had just arrived at the police station with the lawyer when Madam Brighthall followed her. At the same time, Deirdre was brought in.

There was no telling if it was due to the three tormenting days in the holding cell or because she had not met her in a long time, but her appearance had changed.

One could definitely describe her body as skin and bones, and an ordinary piece of clothing would fit her body very loosely and look empty, just like her still eyes contained no emotion.

Madam Brighthall felt her heart wrench in a tinge of pain at the sight of Deirdre. She could not figure out why she would feel this way, as she knew that she loathed the woman.

She loathed Deirdre for almost killing her son and hated her for turning her initially perfect family into a chaotic mess.

“You’re right. A woman like her deserves to be punished so she can learn to behave herself.” Madam Brighthall was still frowning deeply despite her remark. She felt very uneasy in her heart but she convinced herself not to feel pity as soon as she remembered the things that Deirdre had done.

“Let’s go.”

Both of them left, and Sam rushed into the police station soon. He hastily ran over to shove away the people pinning Deirdre against the table when he saw Deirdre pinned on the table on her belly. “What are you doing? She’s going to die if you use so much strength on her!”

Sam was furious. Those people immediately loosened their grip, looking displeased. “She isn’t emotionally stable. If we hadn’t pinned her down properly, she would have gone ahead and beaten up the lawyer. Then, she would have been charged with one more crime.”

The person speaking was right. However, Sam felt his heart wrench in pain and he was worried sick at the sight of Deirdre’s ghastly face and the way she was suffocating from the pain.