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.”

mean severe nausea is fine? Gastric pain is fine? Cold sweat and pain are fine?!” Even Sam was growing exasperated. “Or did you forget what happened the last time you ate a teensy bit of egg? Is that why you were gonna stuff yourself that much just

in shock, turned redder and redder. He was not irritated just because of how furious Sam was while

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

would have eaten them

turn a little pale. She wanted to pull her hand away. but it only made

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

but she realized

I 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

It was all

he began to control his flaring temper. “I really thought we were getting

heart skidded. She looked up at his face, her eyes

“You don’t have to please me at your own expense-that wasn’t what I asked for. I asked

hard he found it to push against his own rage based on his

scare her into retreating into