Chapter 62 Found a Scapegoat Deirdre wanted to laugh. âYouâre going to say that Iâm wrongly accusing her. Fine then. Iâm tired. You should leave.â
âHere it goes again.â
Brendan was furious.
âHave I not done enough for Deirdre? I called Charlene over to the office and questioned her without definite evidence when Charlene was supposed to be the person I cherished the most. I doubted her for Deirdre. What else does she want me to do?â
âDonât push it, Deirdre. It is my bad for not preventing you from nearly being poisoned indeed. However, you can blame it on me, not on Charlene!â
Deirdre chuckled.
âHow could I ever have the audacity to do that? I canât blame it on anyone because Iâm just a powerless, blind person.â
Deirdre did not wish to speak anymore, so she shut her eyes and pulled up the blanket to rest.
Brendan left angrily after being ignored by Deirdre, and his departure startled Sam. Brendan was emotionally unstable, with extremely drastic mood swings, and had been like this ever since Deirdre had come into his life in the past.
Brendan did not show up for a long time after this incident but he hired a caregiver to care for Deirdre on a daily basis.
The caregiver enjoyed reading the tabloids when she was free and would update Deirdre on Brendanâs whereabouts. He attended charity balls with Charlene and went on work trips, but Charlene was always by his side.
Deirdre was oblivious and would only speak when she got irritated. âYou donât need to tell me about him.â
The caregiver was stunned by her cold, harsh tone, so she made up an excuse about getting water and left in displeasure. Perhaps she found Deirdre ungrateful and thought it was rich of her to throw a tantrum despite being a disfigured, blind person.
Deirdre shut her eyes in fatigue, feeling the thoughts in her head getting jumbled up. She could not fall asleep after a long time, but at that very moment, the door was opened.
The clicking sound of high heels on tile could be heard echoing throughout the entire room. Deirdre looked in the direction of the door with an unpleasant expression. âIs that you, Charlene?â
She was right. Charlene chuckled and did not attempt to hide her identity. âItâs me. I know that Brendan has not been paying attention to you in the past two months. I couldnât bear it anymore, so Iâm here to check on you. How are you?â
âCheck on me? Charlene is checking up on me indeed, but it is not to see how I am doing but to see me make a fool of myself.â
âStop pretending, Charlene. If you really cared about me, you wouldnât have sent someone to poison me.â
Charlene called out, âYikes! Ms. McKinnon, donât throw around accusations like that. We looked into this incident and found the culprit. They have already been dealt with according to the law.â
âBrendan is the only one who believed your crude lie. That person and I are not bound by enmity, so why would she risk her life in exchange for possibly silencing me? Youâre the one who found herself a scapegoat!â
Charlene beamed in delight and made her way to Deirdre. She looked down at her and dropped the act. âYes, I did find myself a scapegoat indeed, but what can you do about that? If Brendan believed you, you wouldnât have been reduced to what you are now.â
Deirdre was rendered speechless. Charleneâs true nature was obvious, yet Brendan still chose to ignore it. He was truly blinded by love, just like she had been in the past.
âWhy?â Deirdre clenched her fists tightly. She could still remember the pain she had felt when the poison had been forced down her throat. even though her throat had already recovered fully. âIâm already in this state, yet you still wonât let me off, huh?â
Deirdre clenched her fists so tightly that her nails dug into her flesh.
âYes, sheâs already in this state. She looks hideous and disgusting, yet she still manages to captivate Brendanâs heart even under the circumstances!â