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 the last time you

was while questioning the mistress he

he snarled, gritting his teeth. “So

would have eaten them if Sam had not

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

argued. “Oh, of course! Nothing matters! You even jumped off a

parted, but she realized she could not

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

said nothing. It was all

his

heart skidded. She looked up at his face, her

not the tyrant you 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 us to go back to how we were back then! You don’t have to force yourself to do anything beyond that, Deirdre! What

his expression, but she could imagine how hard he

to scare her into retreating