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.”

you forget what happened the last time you

just because of how furious Sam was while questioning the mistress he served

knew!” he snarled, gritting his teeth. “So why didn’t you say

stubborn mule would have eaten them if Sam had not

little pale. She wanted to pull her hand away. but

as ‘something’ to you?” Brendan argued. “Oh, of course! Nothing matters! You even jumped off a building because, hell, not

she realized she could

don’t know what’s going through your head! You thought that if you refused to eat them, I’d use it as an excuse to forbid you to see Ophelia, didn’t you? Because that’s who I am to you, isn’t it? A sh*tty, unreasonable tyrant who would sh*t on his own promise just because he was

said nothing. It was all

darkened, but he began to control his flaring temper.

heart skidded. She looked up at his

think I am. I 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

his expression, but she could imagine how hard he found it to push against

trying not to scare her into retreating into