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Chapter 790 The Brighthalls Need an Heir
Deirdre jerked her head up when she heard what Brendan said.
Unfortunately, she could not see the expression on Brendan's face. After a while, she scoffed. "Brendan, do you
think it's fun playing me like this?"
She might have believed in him if he had said the same thing to her five years ago. She would have been so happy
that she could not fall asleep and that she would feel that she was the happiest woman in the world. However, after
everything that happened... 1
She just felt a surge ofchill coursing through her body.
"I-"
'That's enough." Deirdre lowered her head, her face emotionless. She was too exhausted to continue this farce with
Brendan. "What do you want from me? Just tell me honestly."
'If I give him what he wants, he'll let me go, right?’
Brendan could not see through her expression either. It was also because of the apathetic expression on Deirdre's
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtface that he felt a sting in his heart.
She did not look happy when he said he loved her. Instead, she avoided him like he was a monster.
When the thought surfaced in his head, a glint of darkness flitted across Brendan's eyes as a scornful smile
appeared on his face.
'She will be terrified if I say I want to spend the rest of my life with her, right?' i
"I want the baby in your womb," Brendan said calmly as he looked fixedly at Deirdre. 'The Brighthalls need an heir."
'Just as I expected.'
This was something Deirdre had expected. Nevertheless, she still felt a pang in her heart when she heard it from
Brendan.
The reason he refused to let her go was the baby in her womb.
Had she not been pregnant, he would not have come after her. He would have gone back to Charlene and lived a
happy life with her.
"So, you will let me go after the baby is born?"
'Yes."
Deirdre did not know what to say when she heard the answer.
'Am I really going to use the baby in my womb as the bargaining chip?'
"Is it because Charlene is infertile?"
A hint of disgust appeared on Brendan's face when he heard the name. However, he did not explain anything and
said, "She's not in good health."
Deirdre clenched her fists tightly. 'Then how can you be sure that the child I give birth to is a boy and not a girl?"
"Regardless of the gender, they'll become the heir to the Brighthalls."
Deirdre frowned. "What if Charlene wants to have her own child in the future?"
'That won't happen."
Deirdre fell silent.
'That won't happen? There's no way Charlene would let my kid take over the Brighthalls.'
Just when she was hesitating, Brendan lifted her chin and rubbed her parched lips with his finger. "Deirdre, you
don't have another option."
Deirdre turned her face sideways. She was disappointed as she said, "I want to call Tobey."
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmBrendan took a breath. He pulled his phone out and called Tobey.
'Yes?"
Tobey's voice wafted from the other side of the line. Even though he sounded tired, it seemed to her that he was
fine.
Deirdre heaved out a sigh of relief. She would never forgive herself if something were to happen to Tobey.
'Tobey, it's me."
"Deirdre!" Tobey shouted agitatedly. Then, he winced in pain as his jaw still felt hurt.
'Tobey?" Deirdre became nervous. "Are you alright? Did they hit you?"
"I'm fine, Deirdre," Tobey said as he slowly willed the pain away. "I just hit my chin when I tried to stop you from
leaving in the car yesterday. They were going to beat me up, but Julia came to my rescue, and I was able to run
away safely."
"Julia?"
'Yes, the girl in our house."
"I'm sorry, Tobey," said Deirdre. "I shouldn't have brought you into this. If you didn’t come to Surstate with me, you
could still have your job and wouldn't have gotten hurt..."
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