Resent, Reject, Regret

Chapter 2 You’re Too Inferior to Bear Me A Child

“No! Noooooo! Please, Brendan!” The man ignored her. He just shot Steven a look. Deirdre’s mind went blank, and her knees crashed to the floor. There was only one thing on her mind, roaring and clawing out of her throat as she shrieked, “No, Brendan! Nooooo! Please, please, please—let me keep this child, please! You can even give it up for adoption. Just let me… let me carry it to term!” She knocked her head on the floor in uncontrollable histrionics, making her forehead bleed.  Brendan’s features twisted into a grimace of disgust. “God, you really don’t deserve to have her face. Lena would never bend even a single knee. You’re f*cking pathetic!” A part of Deirdre wanted to laugh. Of course she would not—she would never need to. She was loved! Brendan loved her! The heir to the Brighthall Family himself was head-over-heels in love with her! She had been in a coma for years now, yet Brendan remained stalwart and