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,

a shirt and a pair of pants. An attire like

in no better state than

passed

least had your coat. Compared to

it. “I don’t

right. He was

bad that the wipers could not

only sit still in his

uncomfortable silence.

as it could, still did not manage to dispel Deirdre’s

garments stuck onto her, their chilliness seeping into her

She covered her mouth just in

sneeze and shivered.

Brendan frowned. ‘Take off your

her head in his direction

clued Brendan

explain, “I don’t have any ulterior motive, okay?

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

like this, you’ll catch a

“I’d rather catch

would have been easier to kill her than to make

undress in front

his eyebrows in concern,

be some goodie church girl

I’ve never seen you naked before. But I’ve done more than

Deirdre. I’ve even touched it, rubbed it, played with

“Shut up!”

was livid, but her protest came out as a hushed, quiet rebuff. She felt

than usual to even talk about

the sounds of their breathing together

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