Resent, Reject, Regret

Resent Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 84

Chapter 84 Don’t Force Me to Get Angry

“I’d like to rest some more.”

Deirdre avoided answering. Sam understood clearly. Hence, he nodded, said a few words, and went out.

Right after the door closed behind Sam, he saw Brendan, who was wearing a coat, coming out of the elevator. Brendan was still wearing yesterday’s clothes, his face looked extremely tired, and it was accompanied by an abnormal flush, as if he was ill. Sam hurriedly paced toward Brendan and greeted him. “Mr. Brighthall.”

“Has Deirdre woken up?”

“Yes, she just woke up.”

As Brendan was about to enter the room, Sam asked, “Mr. Brighthall? Did you not rest well? You seem ill. How about you consult the doctor first?”

“No worries.” Brendan frowned heavily. “I’ll take a look at Deirdre.”

her eyes but whose eyelashes were still trembling. Then, Brendan closed the door behind

“Are you asleep?”

biting cold breeze of the autumn evening that had made him sick. Step by step, he paced toward the edge of the bed, took off his coat,

of the narrow single bed, Brendan had to hold Deirdre in his arms. For reasons

and her heartbeat

them. Deirdre’s forehead rested on Brendan’s chest, and her

Charlene’s smell on him

her only after spending a night with Charlene. Who did he think she

disgusted upon sensing the smell. She couldn’t pretend she was sleeping anymore. She pushed away Brendan’s hand and tried to get out

at her with his black, ferocious

stomach, but I’m trying to repress

and the threat in his voice

to stop moving. Her fingers curled tight into her

coiling in his stomach? Deirdre didn’t understand why Brendan was

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