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.

was becoming a

did you just call me!?” she

quivering. “What did you just

her voice finally shook Brendan out of his delirium.

vision pooled around the young woman and her

his head like a blunt force.

steely default. “Why the h*lI

happened to

laugh. “Why the h*lI are you— Did

avoid the rain, so we

fever so

felt chills crawling under his skin. Pulling

to himself, he asked, “Where are

Deirdre exclaimed hotly. She had

down. “Do you

me?”

stiffened. Then, as though his illness

of his memories, he asked, “What

eyebrows scrunched into a scowl. ‘You called

must be

She closed her eyes. “As if it’s easy to confuse

with Dee! As if your tone

I’m blind, Brendan, but I’m

of emotions in her chest and asked again, “Why did you call

Why was