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.

becoming a tall order

of Brendan. “What did

did you just

voice finally shook

around the young woman and her ashen

struck his head like a blunt force.

steely default. “Why the h*lI are you here, McKinnon? What

happened to

wanted to laugh. “Why the h*lI are you—

avoid the rain, so

fever so serious, you

breath and felt chills crawling under his skin. Pulling the blanket

himself, he asked,

subject!” Deirdre exclaimed hotly. She had to

deep breaths just to calm down. “Do you remember

me?”

stoic features suddenly stiffened. Then, as though his

his memories, he asked, “What did I

eyebrows scrunched into a scowl. ‘You called

‘You must be

things?” She closed her eyes. “As if it’s easy

with Dee! As if your tone didn’t change into something

blind, Brendan, but I’m not

in her chest and asked again, “Why did

Why was your