Resent Reject Regret by Aqua Summers novel Chapter 217

Chapter 217 Both of Us Will Die if You Do This

Brendan could only drive at a slower speed, yet Deirdre had already lost consciousness. Her face went from purplish green to burning hot, and she was chanting Ophelia’s name in her unconscious state.

Even when she was at her lowest, the first thing on Deirdre’s mind was still Ophelia.

Brendan could not bring himself to feel jealous because Ophelia was everything to Deirdre.

He could only clench his teeth and comfort her by saying, “Hold on, Deirdre. You will only meet Ophelia if you’re conscious. It has already been more than a year since you last met her. Don’t you want to live a good life? You have to get through this even if you’re only doing this for her!”

However, everything went south from then on. The car engine died.

The hailstorm did not cease even after the car died halfway through the journey. Brendan removed his jacket and wrapped it around Deirdre’s body He got out of the car and carried her in his arms as he ran into the rain without any hesitation

However, Brendan felt as if his legs were enshrouded in ice due to the harsh weather. The more he walked, the heavier, more painful, and stiffer his legs felt, yet the bottom of his feet felt light.

If this continued, he would fall and he and Deirdre would die together on that fatal rainy night.

“Bren… Brendan…”

At last, Deirdre regained consciousness amidst this chaos and said from under the jacket, “Go back…. You’ll be able to get through this in the car at the very least”

She was content and extremely calm at that very moment.

“Please take good care of my mother. This is my… only wish”

“Shut up!” Brendan was hysterical. He felt the urge to cry, and his thin lips were trembling. “I want you to live! You must live!”

Every word he uttered felt like an icy blade that stabbed his throat. Brendan realized that the pain was not physical but psychological..

Ophelia was dead, so he could not even grant Deirdre’s wish. On the other hand, he still could not muster the courage to tell Deirdre the truth at this point.

“That is your mother, and if you care about her, brace yourself and get through this to survive! Live so you can take care of her! Do you hear me?”

Brendan’s voice sounded like he was having great difficulty speaking.

Deirdre lowered her gaze but she did not have any strength to struggle. “However, both of us will die if you do this…”

“No, we won’t! I’m here, and no one’s going to die!”

Deirdre could feel the bumpy terrain of the journey. She leaned her head close to Brendan’s chest and felt his blazing heat and intense heartbeat. She shut her eyes slowly and said, “Why bother…”

She felt a bitter taste in her mouth. She could not figure out what was the point of Brendan being so persistent.

Is he doing it to atone? I don’t blame him for the death of our child anymore. I am the one who clung obstinately to my course by insisting to keep a child that shouldn’t have been mine from the start. That is how this happened…

‘Hence, I won’t do it again. I don’t have the courage to do it anyway.

‘This is enough. It’s unnecessary for Brendan to spare no effort to continue to give me hope.”

Brendan went from feeling piercing pain all over to being numb and he lost count of time before he saw a ray of hope.

“Are you

Mr. Brighthall? Get in the car, quick! We’ve been sent by the hotel. They claim that the journey is too dangerous, so they sent us to come and pick you up with the Land Rover. Get in the car, quick!”

Deirdre was taken to receive treatment at once, while Brendan stood in the corridor, his skin feeling cold as ice. He could not even move to sit down.

The person who had taken them to the hospital passed him a hot towel. “Would you like a towel?”

“Thank you.” Brendan took the towel, but his gaze remained fixed on Deirdre, and he did not look away for

a moment.

He would only head to the bathroom to take a hot shower after he was assured that Deirdre was fine.

He recalled everything that had happened earlier and realized that he was frantic. He could not figure out what his thought process had been, but the only thought left on his mind at the time had been to ensure Deirdre’s survival.