Resent, Reject, Regret

Chapter 222 I Thought We Were Closer Now

“Here, eat some eggs. You need protein.”

Deirdre stopped moving her spoon slightly.

Brendan caught the change instantly. “What is it?”

“Nothing.” She cast her eyes down on her food, looking a little hesitant, before drawing the egg close to her lips.

Sam snatched the spoon away from her, alarmed. “Miss McKinnon, no! Don’t you remember what the doctor said? No eggs two hours after taking your meds!”

“What the…?” Brendan’s eyebrows were furrowed dangerously. Incredulity swirled behind his eyes as he scanned her face. “Why didn’t you say anything?!”

Deirdre shrugged. “It was just not important.”

pain are fine?!” Even Sam was growing exasperated. “Or did you forget what happened

irritated just because of how furious Sam was while questioning the mistress he served but also because Deirdre chose to say nothing. He pinned her wrist on the table with one

his teeth. “So why didn’t you say

them if Sam had

She wanted to pull her hand away. but it only made him increase the pressure.

‘something’ to you?” Brendan argued. “Oh, of course! Nothing matters! You even jumped off

realized she could

forbid you to see Ophelia, didn’t you? Because that’s who I am to you, isn’t it? A sh*tty,

It was all

darkened, but he began to control his flaring temper.

skidded. She looked up

am not unreasonable,” he added, his voice strained from the effort to fight his rage. “You don’t have to please me at your own expense-that wasn’t what I asked for. I asked for us to go back to how we were back then! You don’t have to force yourself to do anything beyond that, Deirdre! What matters the most right now is that you recover. That you

not see his expression, but she could imagine how hard he

not to scare her into retreating into her