Resent, Reject, Regret

Chapter 884 I Won’t Let You Down

The sudden weightlessness bewildered Deirdre. She instinctively grabbed his collar as she grimaced in panic. She could feel him opening a door, and then, silently-she found herself gently plopping on the softness of her bed.

Her surroundings were too quiet, and she could hear her heart racing.

Helplessly, she cried out, “B-Brendan? B-Brendan!”

The man in question planted a gentle kiss on her forehead. “I’m here.”

She withdrew her fingers into fists. “Please, don’t…”

The nervous dread on her face annoyed him enough that he snorted.

Please don’t’? Really?”

her lips, but Brendan continued before she could explain herself further. “I’m not an animal, Dee. I’m not going to take advantage of you when you’re still injured. I’m only worried about you. Once I finish administering medicine on your injuries. I’ll

was so gentle that Deirdre blanked and tacitly allowed him to do whatever he wanted to

out, Brendan did exactly what he said he would. He gently poured some ointment on her injuries and rubbed them carefully, his erstwhile cool hand strangely warm

and braved through the process, though she would occasionally frown when it hurt. Brendan always caught it the moment her brows furrowed slightly

you have all been punished… severely. From now on, nobody’s going to harm you ever

blanked, and she said, “The most important thing at the moment, Brendan, is finding out whether my mother’s

like that,” she said under her breath. “What I want in the end is news of my mother, so don’t throw yourself in danger for

a while, he asked, ‘You’re still worried about the company,

for this or that because the best reparation you can ever give me is telling me, with certainty, if my mother’s still alive. I don’t want you to lose everything you

had tried to frame her words to signal only tepid camaraderie at most, but Brendan could still detect genuine care

longer the same woman who would detest him