Resent, Reject, Regret

Chapter 927 I’ve Only Ever Loved You

“What do you think Charlene is thinking, Deirdre?”

Deirdre’s heart sank. There was no way around it-Charlene had been screwing another man.

She raised her head and met his gaze with pity.

“Oh-kay. Why are you looking at me like that?”

Deirdre churned her thoughts a while longer before deciding to tell it as it was. “This is going to come off as painful to you, but I think you deserve to know at least something. I think… Charlene has another man.” “What gave you that idea?” Brendan replied. The emotion in his tone was unreadable.

“I called you this afternoon, right? A few minutes before that, I smelled… well, a man’s sweat. And then Mrs. Engel told me the way Charlene walked was off. When you square all of those together, the conclusion, well, wrote itself… you know?”

She even mentally steeled herself to

around her waist. “Detective

little wounded, right?” Deirdre rebutted frantically. “You used to like her so deeply!” “Huh? Did I?” Brendan murmured to himself as he rubbed his chin against the

her damaged sight had perpetually bestowed on her, like a

he said could be handwaved as a joke. The love and sentiment that pulsated under his every word-it was flooding

“B-Brendan…”

to say even after staying silent for

it was featherlight, and without his usual aggression, as though he was handling the most priceless

free to choose. The last thing I want is to know that any of your choices were made under pressure.” He breathed. “After Ophelia’s safe and sound and our child is

his eyes, his breath steady. A while later, it became