Resent, Reject, Regret

Resent Reject Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 562

Chapter 562 It’s Too Late for That

Deirdre was stunned. This was not what she was thinking at all! But before she could

explain herself further, a new gale tore through them. Seaside towns were no strangers

to strong, chilling winds. Their journey was only 100 meters long, yet it felt like they had

lost half of their body warmth by the 50-meter point.

Her body shuddered on its own. Brendan felt it coursing through his arm and drew her

even more closely into his chest. “About 50 meters left.”

They braved the weather. It was as the waitress had predicted-the rain kept getting

heavier. Had they chosen to stay inside the restaurant, they would not have been able to

come out.

The umbrella did a shoddy job of keeping the elements out of them. By the time they

reached the car, Deirdre was wet. The first thing Brendan did after getting inside was to

turn on the heater before pulling out a towel from the backseat. He passed it to her,

stating, “Wipe yourself.”

She thanked him out of reflexive courtesy and reached out to the man’s fingers. It felt

like touching a statue made from ice.

Her fingers were already as cold as they could get, while Brendan’s fingers were pretty

much cryogenically frozen. It shocked her to remember—after giving her his coat,

to a shirt and a pair of pants. An attire

was in no better

hesitated for a moment and passed

at least had your

take it. “I don’t

He was right. He was

gotten so bad that the wipers could not do anything about their

choice, the two could only sit still in his car and stare

uncomfortable silence.

hard as it could, still did not

onto her, their chilliness seeping into her skin until her

its freezing temperature. She

sneeze and shivered.

‘Take off your

Deirdre whipped her head in his direction in an instant,

It was the kind of reaction that clued Brendan in about

“I don’t have any ulterior motive,

cold. All you have to do is to wipe your skin

on like this, you’ll

rather catch a

It would have been easier to kill

undress in front

his eyebrows in concern, but he pretended to

“Really? You’re pretending to be some goodie

you naked before. But I’ve done more than seen

your body, Deirdre. I’ve even touched it, rubbed

“Shut up!”

came out

talk about this, especially since

car. Just the sounds of their breathing together perturbed

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