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?”

Dee. I’m not going to take advantage of you when you’re still injured. I’m only

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

gently poured some

it hurt. Brendan always caught it

told her gravely, ‘The people who did this to you have all been

mind blanked, and she said, “The most important thing at the moment, Brendan,

to pay is this. I’m used to a life like that,” she said under her breath. “What I want in

gradually. After a while, he asked, ‘You’re still worried

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 have or become some image everyone out there spits on for some grandiose reasons

frame her words to signal only tepid camaraderie at most, but Brendan could still detect genuine care and concern from her. His lips curled upward, and he pulled

the same woman who would detest