Resent, Reject, Regret

Chapter 162 He Robbed You of Your Chance to be A Mother

When Brendan was finally done, Deirdre waited for him to fall asleep before climbing out of their bed with her hand on her waist. He had deprived her of birth control pills, so the only thing she had left to prevent a pregnancy was the primitive way of washing it away.

Brendan suddenly opened his cold, black eyes. They zeroed in on her retreating back as a frigid question escaped his lips. “Where do you think you’re going?”

Deirdre bit her lip. “To wash.”

Brendan smirked. “Really? To wash? Or get birth control pills from the pharmacy?”

Deirdre had planned to do that the next day, which was why she froze on the carpet when she was called out on it. Before she could respond, Brendan had yanked her by the arm and pinned her against the bed

once more.

His eyes were as all-consuming as the abyss, and his lopsided smirk twisted his features completely. Don’t bother. You’re infertile anyway.”

suckerpunched her into a daze. “What’s that

performed that abortion, but it damaged your uterus enough that you

What?!

his trademark cruel mockery. “A fitting punishment for you, isn’t it? You failed to protect your own child, so when the Reaper took him away, he took your

“No! No, you’re lying to

“You’re just messing with me, aren’t you?! How can I

You aborted your baby by taking an unknown drug-God knows if it was actually safe

and somehow leave unscathed?!”

fought her tears back, but sobs had begun to escape

with all her might. Even so, her eyes were filled with too much hate. ‘Why won’t you just die already, you bastard?! Why won’t you

of

her eyes like a deluge. Even her

she have left?

woman’s unreserved might, pain somehow eluded Brendan. To be more accurate, any pain in his shoulder seemed insignificant compared to the suffocating agony in his chest. Ultimately, it was his impatience with