Chapter 291 Cannot Ruin Charleneâs Life Again Brendan wiped Charleneâs tears with his fingertips, and his heart softened. While suppressing the complicated look in his eyes, he said, âDonât think too much. Iâm happier that you could wake up.â
âReally?â Charlene bit her lower lip and asked, âDo you still like me?â
Brendan was stunned. He didnât know if it was because Deirdreâs death had filled his mind, but he would have a heartache whenever he thought of her.
Frowning, he couldnât answer the question..
While restraining her hatred toward Deirdre, Charlene didnât force Brendan to answer but changed the subject. âAbout the promise you made to marry me back then, is it still valid? Ms. McKinnon has died, and your marriage has⦠Bren, itâs time for you to give me an answer.â
As he looked at Charleneâs expectant expression, his heart seemed tightened by something, and he could not breathe.
However, he knew he should repay what was owed. He had ruined Deirdreâs life and couldnât ruin Charleneâs anymore.
After the truck was driven for an unknown number of days and nights while Deirdre was hugging her knees, she finally felt the car come to a halt. Following that, the door next to her was opened, and she heard the driverâs voice. âWeâve arrived.â
She staggered out of the truck. Her legs went weak as soon as she got out, and she fell to the ground.
The driver didnât even think about helping her and just closed the door behind her.
âWeâve got to Village Alnwick. My mission to send you here has ended. From now onward, youâll have to go on your own.â
Deirdre rose to her feet, brushed the dirt off her, and said, âThank you.â
Hearing it, the driver took another glance at Deirdre again and couldnât help but say gently, âCan you still remember the path back to your house? Even though you are blind, make sure you donât run into a ditch. and drown yourself.â
âYes, I can.â Deirdre smiled. This village was, after all, where she had lived for more than two decades.
Only then did the driver let go of his worries. He threw a stick to Deirdre. âThis is for you to use as a blind stick. There is an alley ahead of you. Just go straight along the alley. There are houses. Well, Iâll have to excuse myself now. Bye.â
The truck was driven away. Holding the blind stick, Deirdre paced into the alley. She counted the doors on her right and knocked on the fourth door.
After a while, the door opened, and a middle-aged woman came out. âWhoâs it?â
Deirdre wiped off the sweat from her face and greeted, âMadam Russel.â
Madam Russel was stunned because the voice sounded familiar.
âD-Deirdre?â
Deirdre nodded. âYes, itâs me.â
Deirdre was taken to sit in the yard. Madam Russel hurriedly went to pour Deirdre a glass of water in the living room. She handed it to Deirdre, who took it and finished off with a gulp.
Madam Russel was staring at Deirdreâs face with sympathy as she asked, âW-What happened to your face?â
She couldnât help but feel pity for Deirdre, who used to be such a charming and beautiful girl.
Deirdre replied in a calm tone, âI canât recall it. I injured my face long ago, and it became like this.â
âWhat about your eyes?â
âAlso the same.â
Madam Russel sighed. âHow could such a good girl like you encounter such dangers? Your mother must be very distressed if she knew about it. By the way, where is your mother?â
Deirdreâs hand holding the glass froze. âSheâs dead.â
âMy goodness!â Madam Russel hurriedly held Deirdreâs hands. She didnât know what to say because she was uneducated. Even after some time, she was still at a loss for words. She eventually hugged Deirdre, patted her back, and promised, âIn that case, just stay here. You can stay here as long as you want. Iâm best at taking care of people, provided you donât mind.â
Deirdre nodded while smiling, her tears overflowing.
After taking a shower, Deirdre wore the dress Madam Russel had bought for her from the street. While she was combing her hair, Madam Russel was staring at her back with sentiment.