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.”

his tone suckerpunched her

glare on her. “I don’t know how you performed that abortion, but it damaged your uterus enough that you can’t conceive a

What?!

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

reddened. “No! No, you’re lying to

were wet. She suppressed her tears stubbornly and channeled her grief into infuriated denial. “You’re just messing with me, aren’t you?! How can I possibly be

grip on her wrists tightened. You aborted your baby by taking an unknown drug-God knows if it was actually safe or

and somehow leave unscathed?!”

fought her tears back, but sobs

her eyes were filled with too much hate. ‘Why won’t

screamed in her mind. ‘What kind of sin did I commit to deserve

deluge. Even her

she have left?

to the suffocating agony in his chest. Ultimately,