Resent, Reject, Regret

Chapter 160 Infertile

Brendan left the office, but his tightly-furrowed eyebrows had yet to relax. He was worried that Deirdre had been rendered infertile for the rest of her life after the miscarriage of her first child. As for the reason he was worried, the only thing he could think of was that he needed a child.

‘Deirdre is the most suitable candidate to provide me with a child now.’

He arrived at Deirdre’s room to find Sam guarding the door outside. At the thought of how Deirdre could possibly still be sitting on the toilet bowl and not be properly dressed, his gaze turned colder as he looked toward Sam. “You haven’t gone in the room, right?”

Sam kept his head lowered. “No.”

Brendan felt relieved. He warned Sam with a cold voice before he entered the room. “Don’t get fancy ideas, and remember your place. Don’t forget what you promised me.”

After entering the room, he found Deirdre already shaking in pain on the toilet bowl. He wrapped her in his arms and fed her warm water before calling the doctor. After settling her down, the attending physician’s expression was unpleasant.

“She has been pregnant before, right?”

pursed into a thin line, and he felt the urge to get a smoke. “About a year ago, but

wasn’t done properly. As a result, her uterus was damaged in the process, in addition to her weak physical condition. The possibility of her getting pregnant…”

‘Very minute?”

the vaguest answer one could give. Brendan could see from the attending physician’s expression that the real answer was

is most probably infertile for the rest of her

in his chest, but at the same time, he thought about how Deirdre

child in the past would be lifelong. infertility,

felt delighted just by thinking about it but did

and did not turn up at

feel that something must have happened but had no idea what it was. However, her biggest hope was

evidence to surface when Charlene gave herself away accidentally, and Sam did not disappoint

few days passed, and he came with the evidence. His tone was one of excitement as he said, “Miss McKinnon, your faith

is the homeless

document, and Sam came to realize something. “I’m sorry, I’ve forgotten that you