Resent, Reject, Regret

Chapter 825 Practice Moderation

Brendan headed downstairs and walked over quickly upon hearing that. His dark eyes were locked on Deirdre’s face, and he was relieved to see she did not look too ill.

"Belly hurts? Since when? Why haven't you told me that?”

Deidre shoved at him.

How could she tell him that? Apart from constantly ignoring each other, she did not feel the pain so obviously in the past two days, but the pain grew stronger yesterday when the man indulged in...

Deirdre found it embarrassing just by thinking about it, and she did not wish to speak to him more.

The doctor said, "I shall examine you briefly, Miss McKinnon.” "Sure."

Deirdre sat on the sofa while the doctor auscultated her. He noticed the marks on her neck during the process and let out a cough.

"Uh... Frankly, it doesn't seem like there's anything unusual with your body based on the auscultation, Miss McKinnon. I think that it is possible...”

The doctor wanted to speak but stopped himself.

grew anxious. "What

you should practice moderation. The

Brendan's expression grew solemn.

telling me

She would rather die from the pain than to inquire if she were to know that

kissed her and touched her for a short while at most, and we didn't do anything else. How is it inappropriate?

could not bear to listen anymore, so she got

behaved as if he had misunderstood. "So, it’s

have a sense of propriety, of course. Do you think she will still want to be intimate with me after your

if he was blaming him as if his

his spine, and he hastily explained, ‘That

married couple's relationship, and it will be good for Miss McKinnon's mood. You will just need to control the timing properly as well as the

attention was diverted just as he had expected. "When is good timing and... how much strength are we

out of the kitchen to grab something when she overheard the conversation. She hastily walked back,

Brighthall is still trying to figure out the most appropriate way to take advantage of her.

was unaware of the situation, but she could not

she saw Mrs. Engel returning in a rush, she asked, "What happened?Do we have a guest