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Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

Chapter 175
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Chapter 175 Bear a Child for the Brighthalls

It was what Brendan wanted indeed. However, he was puzzled and displeased by Deirdre’s attitude.

“Yes, you’re going to bear a child,” Brendan said in a calm tone. “I refuse to believe that you don’t want

a child!”

Deirdre took a deep breath because she felt suffocated. “Whose child am I going to bear? Yours?”

“Who else’s?” Brendan’s voice turned nonchalant abruptly, as if he was doubting Deirdre. His dark

eyes. turned cold as well. “Who else do you want to have a child with other than me?”

Deirdre wanted to laugh but could not bring herself to laugh after feeling the acid reflux in her throat.

Brendan had destroyed her first child and her ability to become a mother, yet he claimed that he would

help her seek treatment as if he was doing charity. ‘Does he think that doing this will offset his guilt and

the hardships that I’ve endured?”

She had to push her tongue against her teeth with great effort to stop herself from asking him to leave,

yet her body was still shaking. She looked in the direction of the dining table with bloodshot eyes and

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said, “I don’t want to!”

“What did you say?”

“I said I don’t want to!” Deirdre roared. “I would rather not have a child for the rest of my life than have.

you hire someone to treat me!”

“Why are you acting like a mad person!” Brendan got up from his seat swiftly and frowned deeply. “So

were you putting on an act for me when you bawled so profusely the other day? Or do you just not

want to have my child? If you don’t, whose child do you want to bear? Sterling’s? Or Sam’s, whom

you’ve recently. seduced?”

He sneered coldly, feeling so furious that his fists were clenched tighter and tighter. He said, “Deirdre,

this is up to you. You can either get a divorce immediately, or you must get yourself treated so you can

bear a child for the Brighthalls!”

He did not say ‘me’ but ‘the Brighthalls’. Hence, Brendan had not wanted a child of his own from the

start

but he did want an heir.

Deirdre teared up from laughing too hard. “Brendan, I will never bear your child. I will never give birth to

a bastard without a father or mother!”

She emphasized the word ‘bastard’.

Brendan’s dark pupils were shaking from anger. He stepped forward swiftly and clutched her lower

jaw.” What did you say, Deirdre!”

Deirdre said in an extremely determined tone, “I said that I will never bear your bastard!”

“Are you trying to get yourself killed!” Brendan flung her away, his Icy face filled with savage-looking

anger at that very moment.

‘Bastard?

“How could she call our child a bastard? Would she only consider a child with Sterling a product of

love?”

Deirdre fell on the steps and teared up from the pain. However, she kept her teeth tightly clenched and

stubbornly refused to make a sound.

Brendan became even more infuriated. He pulled up Deirdre with one arm and threatened her through

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tightly-clenched teeth. “Deirdre, I don’t care if you want it, and you don’t have a choice either. Even if

it’s a bastard, it’s still going to be my bastard!”

He loosened his grip and left angrily upon saying that, leaving Deirdre, whose entire body was icy, in

the spacious living room. Even though it was just autumn, she felt as if she was trapped in an ice cellar.

The next day, a doctor came to the villa. He was rather surprised by the sight of Deirdre but he did not

express too much astonishment thanks to his fine upbringing. He immediately introduced himself by

saying, “Hello, Ms. McKinnon. I’m the doctor assigned by Mr. Brighthall to treat you.”

Deirdre sat on the sofa without moving.

The doctor was not discouraged by Deirdre’s lack of response and took it upon himself to examine

Deirdre and prescribe the medication needed.

It did not take long before he gave her liquid medication. The medication emitted a pungent, bitter

smell, and just the smell of it could cause a patient discomfort.

The doctor said with a smile, “Don’t worry, Ms. McKinnon. I’ve already read through your report, and

your condition is not so serious that it’s untreatable. I’ve treated plenty of patients like you, and they

made a full recovery and gave birth to children in the end.”