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 is

"Miss McKinnon has been too intimate with Mr. Brighthall. I believe that both of you should practice moderation. The

Brendan's expression grew solemn.

mean, doctor? Are you telling me that I shouldn't be intimate with

the pain than to inquire if she were

her for a short while at most, and we didn't do anything else. How is it inappropriate? Could it be that it badly influences the

so she got up and headed

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

course. Do you think she will still want to be intimate

blaming him as if his relationship with

a shiver down his spine, and he hastily explained, ‘That

help to improve the married couple's relationship, and it will be good for Miss McKinnon's mood. You will just need to

was diverted just as he had expected. "When is good timing and...

when she overheard the conversation. She hastily walked back, and her old face

trying to figure out the most appropriate way to take advantage of her. What an

unaware of the situation, but she could not refrain

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