Chapter 570 She’s Never Gonna Forgive Me

”I don’t think so,” replied Deirdre. “We’ll get to the hospital on our own once he’s awake.” “Sure thing.” Before she left, Deirdre collected all of their wet clothes and asked the staff to machine-dry them. When it was done, she changed into it in the bathroom. She came out just in time to hear a soft commotion from the couch. The man had woken up with a coughing fit. “There’s medicine on the table and warm water. Your dry clothes are on the bed,” she said. Brendan gave himself a moment to reorient himself before he was finally wide awake. “Thanks.” He changed into his clothes and took some pills. Despite how bitter they were, he swallowed them without a crease on his forehead. “You’re coming with me to Neve today.” Deirdre raised her head and stared into his eyes. “Why?” Brendan took a sip of water and met her gaze calmly. “You want your divorce, don’t you? I need to get the documents from home. There’s no way I’m always bringing my marriage license and stuff with me.” She