Resent, Reject, Regret

Chapter 566 Why Did You Call Me That?

Brendan’s fever had kicked up brain fog. He started wrapping his arms around Deirdre’s

waist while an easy, mirthful smile surfaced on his face. He was free and no longer had

to pretend to be a b*stard in a suit.

“I’m hungry, Deirdre.” He cooed between panting. “Can you make me another veggie

spaghetti, like the last time you made me? It was so good! I miss it now.”

Deirdre’s face turned white. What did he mean by ‘the last time?’ Since when had she

ever made him something like that? The last time she did was two years ago! Why would

Brendan suddenly care about it now?

And the way he addressed her, the tone he was using, why did it feel so familiar?

Deirdre felt her entire frame shaking. Her eyes seemed to be trembling in their sockets.

The figure of a man surfaced in her mind against her deepest wishes…

But that was impossible. That was ludicrous! Absurd!

She bit her lips to stay calm. No, whatever she was thinking was absurd, outlandish, and

preposterous. And yet, she could not stop her heart from tightening at the thought.

Staying calm was becoming a

She grabbed hold of Brendan. “What did

“What did you just

panic in her voice finally shook Brendan

his vision pooled around the young woman and

like a blunt force. He gripped the

returned to its steely default. “Why the

h*ll happened

Deirdre almost wanted to laugh. “Why the h*lI are you— Did your fever wipe

We were trying to avoid the rain, so we came to stay in this hotel.

fever so serious, you

took a deep breath and felt chills

asked,

Deirdre exclaimed hotly. She had to

to calm down. “Do

me?”

stoic features suddenly stiffened. Then, as though his illness

his memories, he asked, “What did I

a scowl. ‘You

‘You must

eyes. “As if it’s easy to confuse Deirdre, a

your

Brendan, but I’m not

in her chest and asked

name? Why was your voice like