Chapter 114 Canât Get a Permanent Criminal Record Deirdreâs entire body was shaking. She felt as if the sky was collapsing on her and that the coldness of the world was endless.
âDonâtâ¦â She inhaled a deep breath shakily, and her eyes reddened with tears in an attempt to calm herself as she pleaded with Brendan. âIâm begging you, Brendan. Donât get the police involved. Iâll agree to any conditionâ¦â
âDonât beg him! Deirdre!â Sterling felt his heart wrench in pain. He rubbed Deirdreâs hair gently without any concern for Brendanâs cold stare and said in a determined tone, âIâll just be placed in a detention facility for a few days. Itâs nothing serious, and I donât care anyway.â
He looked toward Brendan once again, his eyes filled with coldness. âOur society is governed by law.
Could it be that heâs going to get me killed in the detention facility?â
Brendanâs gaze shifted away from Sterlingâs hand that was touching Deirdreâs hand. He felt so agitated in his heart that he wanted to hit someone. While he was suppressing his anger, he lit a cigarette and cracked an enraged smile. âI can see that you still donât understand whatâs going to happen to you, Sterling. Donât even think about becoming a doctor no matter where you are if you get a permanent criminal record.â
Sterlingâs eyes shook. âSo what? Iâll be fine with not being a doctor. Could it be that I wonât be able to live anymore after losing the job?â
âSterlingâ¦â Brendan sneered, yet Deirdreâs eyes were reddened with tears. She knew that being a doctor was Sterlingâs life pursuit. It was his life and dream.
How could he possibly not care about that?
âNo! Donât! Sterling canât get a permanent criminal record!â she cried profusely and shook her head frantically.
Brendan furrowed his eyebrows tightly and was completely indifferent.
Andre said, âIf word of Sterling hitting someone without resolving the matter were to spread, Mr.
Brighthall would be seen as easily bullied. Weâre only asking you to clean up the floor. Are you so noble that you canât lower yourself, Sterling?â
âYou may call the police,â Sterling said in contempt. He was about to grab Deirdreâs hand and leave with her.
Brendan swept away the glass on the table and said, âClean it up, Deirdre.â
He gave the order by saying, âYou donât want Sterling to be detained in a detention facility, right? Since Sterling wonât yield, youâll take his place. Donât get your hands all bloody like last time because you canât see.â
Upon saying that, he looked at Sterling with a mocking gaze.
Deirdre got up in haste upon hearing that.
Sterling pulled her back. âHave you lost your mind, Deirdre!? I donât need you to do this for me!â
âI will do it!â Deirdre inhaled a deep breath and held back her tears with a determined expression.
âSterling, youâve already gotten in enough trouble because of me. I wonât be able to hold my head up for the rest of my life if you get a permanent criminal record because of this incident.â
âWhat are you talking about? It was me who wanted to hit him, so how is that your fault?â
Deirdre shook her head frantically. She did not have the courage to cry but understood more than anybody else that Sterlingâs act of punching Brendan was well within Brendanâs plan. It was her who caused Brendan to vent his anger at Sterling once again.
âIt doesnât matter.â
She hastily got down on her knees to pick up the mess, yet her eyes could not see, and her hands were moving toward the glass shards. Sterling could not bear to watch it anymore and stretched out his hands to stop Deirdre.
âThatâs enough, Deirdre! I donât need you to pick up my mess⦠Even if I have to pick up my mess, Iâll do it myself!â
Andre clapped. âYouâre doing the right thing. You must handle your own matters as a manly man. If you donât, Ms. McKinnon will have to do it for you. Why would you do that to her?â
Sterlingâs face turned pale. Deirdre was about to speak when Brendan suddenly stood up and pulled her into his arms forcefully. The intense anger filled his chest, and he said in a raging voice, âItâs time to put an end to the disgusting interaction between the both of you.â
Soon afterward, he shoved her away as if he was disgusted.
Sterling clenched his teeth, got down on his knees, and picked up the shards with his hands.
Andre exchanged a few looks with Brendan and walked toward Sterling, who was cleaning up step by step. Just as Sterling was picking up a glass shard, he raised his leg and stamped on Sterlingâs hand.