Resent, Reject, Regret

Chapter 901 What Must I Do?

Deirdre found his temperament almost too zig-zagging to make sense. In the past, she could ingratiate with him as much as she wanted, no questions asked. But now, the same things suddenly irritated him.

She ducked, squeezing her shoulders into herself, and cast her sight to the floor to begin feeling and salvaging the documents.

At that moment, Brendan suddenly yanked her arm toward him and, by extension, her entire body. Before she knew it, the force nailed her legs across his lap, her shocked expression facing his visage.

It was a…. rather suggestive position to be in.

Deirdre froze as she sensed Brendan drawing her into himself before he rested his chin on her shoulder.

“God. What must I do, Deirdre?” he asked, surprisingly defeatedly.

Deirdre blinked. Her fingers slipped gently before lacing around his strong, firm arm. She did not find their position repulsive-just awkward.

“You’re not mad anymore?”

my anger do? It doesn’t matter how angry I am. You just don’t get why I’m

was unaccustomed to the helplessness in his tone. Before she could even mull about it, though, Brendan tilted her chin up and spoke again, this time with more solemness. “Listen to me, Deirdre. I don’t want you

I want is for you and our child to be safe. I want you to do what you truly want to do and feel what you really feel. You obviously aren’t willing to have s*x with me, so why pretend otherwise? Is this an insult to you or me? I never walk back on my promises, remember? News

them in concordance with each other-swarmed into her

What did he say?

said he hated it when she forced herself against

would grant her freedom to leave

he wanted

emotions. Brendan was not mad because she was ingratiating with him. He was upset by the reason behind it-the fact that she was only doing it to secure his

reeling out of her disbelief was not easy. She looked down for a moment until finally, pressured by her confusion, asked, “Are you sure?” “Sure of what?”

just to finally say the last

to me. So, don’t ever

her in a very intimate position,

think. It used to seem impossible to heal-until today when for the