Resent, Reject, Regret

Resent Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 241

Chapter 241 That Woman Is Not Ophelia

Charlene tutted repeatedly. “Deirdre, do you think that the woman who talked and laughed with you was really Ophelia? Why are you so naive that you would believe it’s true when Brendan just hired someone casually to portray her?

“Would the real Ophelia be so much taller than you, so young, and shop for clothing with you like an ordinary person? Besides, you couldn’t see her face because you’re blind. Don’t be a fool. The woman takes care of her complexion very well, and not even a trace of wrinkles can be found on her face. Could you not have noticed it when you touched her with your hands? It would be utterly impossible for a woman like her to be the mother who lived in the slums and endured hardships with you!”

“Shut up!” Deirdre widened her eyes in shock and felt a heavy weight bearing down on her chest. It felt suffocating.

‘What?

‘What is Charlene talking about?

‘Is the woman who was talking and laughing with me earlier not… Ophelia? Is she not the mother who raised me?

‘How can that be possible… We were still chatting and laughing along the way, and our relationship was as close as ever. There is nothing unusual about her, so how can she be a stranger?‘

Her eyes were bloodshot, and she glared in Charlene’s direction ferociously. “That’s enough, Charlene. How long are you going to keep playing your cheap tricks? Do you think that I’ll believe you again? My mother is still alive and well, so how can she possibly be dead? You’re only trying to get me and Brendan to fight again so you can reap the benefits afterward, right? Don’t even think about it!”

Deirdre bit her lower lip tightly. “I will never give you the chance to do that again. I know better than anybody else who is the person I call ‘mother‘!”

Charlene said in a sympathetic tone, “Do you, really? Deirdre, it’s really silly of you that you’d rather trust Brendan than me. Have you forgotten that the person who got you into prison was Brendan?” This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

Deirdre’s mind went blank abruptly.

‘Have you forgotten that the person who got you into prison was Brendan?‘

Coldness overpowered Deirdre instantly, and she felt as if all her internal organs were squeezed together.

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Her eyes were bloodshot, while Charlene sneered and said, “It’s very normal for you not to trust me, Deirdre. However, I believe that you must surely have a lot of ways to verify what I just told you. If you don’t have eyes to see, you have hands and a mouth at the very least, right? You will find out who is deceiving you when you verify this.”

At this point, Charlene shut her mouth at the right time and left with a sneer.

She knew that it would be meaningless for her to continue lingering around. She would leave the rest of the doubting work to Deirdre herself after making her

suspicious.

At the same time that Charlene walked away, Maeve walked out of the dressing room. “I’m done, Deirdre.”

Maeve smoothed out the clothes on her body, looking puzzled by Deirdre’s lack of response for a long time.

“Deirdre?”

Deirdre recovered from her surprise yet was overwhelmed with emotions. She forced a smile and said, “I’m here.”

Her smile was hideous, forced, and desperate. Maeve instantly felt a knot in the pit of her stomach when she sensed that something was off. She approached Deirdre and said, “What’s going on, Deirdre? Are you feeling unwell? If that is the case, we should stop shopping today and go home so you can rest.”

“I’m fine.” Deirdre shook her head strenuously, yet Charlene’s remarks were deeply ingrained in her chest, which felt hot and painful.

‘Is the woman before my eyes not the real Ophelia? Is the woman who shows concern and seems to care about me not my mother?‘

Even the act of breathing hurt her at the thought. She frantically attempted to deny it

in her heart.

‘It can’t be possible!

‘I shouldn’t be wavering just because of Charlene’s random remarks. Charlene’s ultimate goal is to ensure that I don’t have a good time eternally, but…‘