Resent, Reject, Regret

Chapter 69 The Price of Being an Adult

Deirdre was not in the mood to eat after contacting Brendan had yielded no result. She lay on the bed and lost count of time before she realized that the edge of the bed had sunk down in her drowsy state.

“Who’s there?” She jolted awake in confusion and stretched out her hand to feel about the bed, only to feel a well-defined, huge hand.

A moment later, her hand was grabbed abruptly and a man said in a mocking tone,” Are you so horny, Deirdre? I was only sitting here, yet you groped me in such a haste…”

Deirdre was stunned for a moment before she immediately pulled back her hand, her expression full of astonishment. “No… Why are you here, Brendan?”

“What do you mean why am I here?” Brendan furrowed his eyebrows, stretched out his hand to pinch her chin, leaned over, and then narrowed his eyes in a dangerous manner. “Who else could be in this villa other than me? Or are you so bold that your invited another man here without telling me?”

Deirdre’s expression became distorted from pain. “Aren’t you… Aren’t you with. Charlene? What brought you here all of a sudden?”

She had never expected that Brendan would show up today. Besides….

“You’ve been drinking.”

It was the reason she had not recognized him and why she had attempted to figure

you without drinking?” Brendan sniggered and removed

fingers trembled and she blurted, “Don’t! Don’t

could feel it without seeing it. “You claim that you don’t want it, yet you called me and asked me to keep you company. Deirdre, you’re really good at playing this cat- and-mouse game with me. Do you think that everyone is at your service, ready to attend to your

face ghastly pale, “I didn’t

you when you’d be willing to bring my mother back to the country so I can meet

dim as soon as he heard the

by the bed, lighting up a cigarette. Deirdre choked on the smoke

you called me just

to be infuriated once again. Deirdre, who was

you mean

Charlene a proper status badly

said softly. “I would like to meet