Chapter 149 Wait Here Deirdre was stunned for a moment. She could obviously tell from the servantâs tone what it meant by Brendan and Charlene being in the room by themselves.
Deirdre felt unusually disgusted by the thought of Brendan raping her when he was already sleeping with Charlene. She suppressed the acid reflux in her stomach with great effort and said, âWhen will Brendan leave the room?â
The servant smiled and said, âIâm not too sure about that. Perhaps Mr. Brighthall will be down in an hour or two.â
Sawyer felt slightly uneasy because the servantâs remark was too strange. He immediately said, âPlease let Miss McKinnon and I enter the house first. Miss McKinnon caught a cold yesterday, and her body is weak, so she canât stand waiting in the cold wind. Weâll wait in the living room.â
The servantâs gaze changed for a moment before she forced a smile. âIâm sorry, but I donât have the right to invite a visitor into the living room without Miss McKinneyâs order. If itâs fine with you, please just wait at the door. Itâs possible that Mr. Brighthall will be down in a short while.â
âHow can you not have the right to do this? Weâre talking about Miss McKinnon here!â
The servant answered, âIâm sorry.â
Sawyer still wanted to say something, but Deirdre stretched out her arm to stop him. She had already figured it out. It would be meaningless for them to make a fuss and infuriate Charlene because the result would be even worse if she was infuriated.
âItâs fine. Iâll wait here.â
Sawyer spoke in a gruff tone without realizing that he was making things difficult for the servant. He said, â What do you mean by youâre fine to wait here? Miss McKinnon, youâve only just regained consciousness, and youâve yet to recover fully. Just go to the car and wait there. You can go into the house after Mr. Brighthall is down.â
Deirdre cracked a smile. She knew that she did not have a choice, so she asked the servant, âWill I be able to see Miss McKinney if I wait here for Mr. Brighthall to come downstairs?â
The servant said, âWait here, and Iâll notify them.â
âSure.â Deirdre inhaled a deep breath and stood straight by the door.
It was fortunate that it was dusk and the sun was about to set. It was not too hot, but a piercing cold gust of wind came with the night and blew into Deirdreâs body through her pants.
She had just recovered from a serious illness, so her face began to turn ghastly pale after standing in the cold for five minutes.
Sawyer could not refrain from saying, âWhy donât we give Mr. Brighthall a call, Miss McKinnon?â
Deirdre shook her head. âIf I were to call him, would he pick up the call?â
In the bedroom on the second floorâ¦.
Charlene stood by the window, watching the woman standing straight by the door. Her beautiful eyes glistened with contempt. Brendan got out of the bathroom holding a towel, his shirt drenched in water.
Charlene had splashed water on his body when she drank some water earlier.
Charlene drew half the curtain to hide Deirdreâs body. She approached Brendan with guilt and said apologetically, âAre you alright, Brendan? I didnât mean to do that on purpose. I havenât eaten for such a long time, so I donât have any strength in my hands. I didnât expect that Iâd spill water on you.â
âItâs fine.â Brendan was unbothered. âIâll just dry myself with a hair dryer.â
âRemove your jacket then. Iâll help you.â
Brendan removed his jacket while Charlene brought over her hair dryer. She could not refrain from staring. at Brendanâs strong, muscular body. The thin shirt could not conceal his toned, powerful body.
Itâs truly at waste that such a fine body only belongs to Deirdre alone.â
At the thought of this, she put down everything in her hands and ran her long, slim arms around his waist when the man was still fixated on fixing his watch. She pushed half her body close to his and said gently,â
Brendan.â
The manâs body stiffened involuntarily, and he could not budge anymore. Charlene said, âI was thinking. about this constantly last night. Is Miss McKinnon hurting me so fearlessly because she is emboldened by her sexual relationship with you?â