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?”

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

and tacitly allowed him to

did exactly what he said he would. He gently poured some ointment

frown when it hurt. Brendan always caught it the moment her brows furrowed

over, Brendan told her gravely, ‘The people who did this to you

It was no lie. Deirdre’s mind blanked, and she said, “The most important thing at the moment, Brendan,

used to a life like that,” she said under her breath. “What I

while, he asked, ‘You’re still

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 like ‘protecting me.’ You’re not some lowlife the board can just look down on. You’re Brendan Brighthall! The man who’s

to 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 her into

he murmured. Deirdre was no longer the same woman who would detest him as though