Resent, Reject, Regret

Chapter 623 Every Wrong Has Its Cause

Brendan exuded a powerful presence that felt like the air was burning with anger. However, he suddenly stuffed the medicine back into the bag the next moment.

“You spare no effort to make an excuse and act so mysteriously. I thought that it was something else, so it’s just a contraceptive pill. Are you being so secretive because you’re scared that I will be displeased? Deirdre, you know that you’re overthinking, right?”

Deirdre was stunned by Brendan’s reaction for a moment, but she realized soon that she should not have acted secretively.

She did not wish to be pregnant with Brendan’s child, and he should also share the same thoughts. Why would she think that Brendan would be angered by her decision?

“You’re right. I’m overthinking the situation.” She relaxed, unboxed the medicine, and removed the pill from the packaging before taking it with water.

Brendan watched from behind. His expression could not be seen clearly due to the poor lighting.

After Deirdre swallowed the pill, Brendan said, “It seems that the man has taught you a lot. You weren’t that sensible in the past. You would spare no effort in seizing the opportunity to get pregnant with my child at the time.”

Deirdre had no idea why Brendan would talk about the past.

talk or found her past

and it is precisely due to the great lesson that I’ve

voice died away. Brendan picked up his jacket that was placed on the sofa and said

trick of avoiding the topic

opened and shut as she unwrapped

appetite after

she chose to munch on an apple after being caught in a dilemma before sitting

room was spacious and empty. She turned on the television and leaned against the sofa while she dozed off.

has

up, clutching the blanket, when the door was

into the house. She could not see clearly and assumed that the person was Brendan. She asked in puzzlement, “Didn’t you just head out? Why are you back so soon? Did

his hand, and

might, yet she could not fight the intense dizziness

when she regained consciousness. She felt a shiver down her spine at the thought of the person who barged

‘Who was it?’