Resent, Reject, Regret

Resent Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 219

Chapter 219 She Should Be Warming Up to Him by Now

Brendan lost track of time but he noticed that the whole corridor was dark when he walked out of the study after completing his work. The only source of light was the gap between the door and Deirdre’s

room.

He opened the door and found Deirdre sitting on the bed in a daze. He furrowed his sharp eyebrows at the sight of Deirdre still fully dressed. “It’s midnight. Why are you still awake and sitting on the bed?”

Deirdre was jolted back to reality. She reached for her clothes and said anxiously, “I was trying to recall what type of clothes my mother likes to see me in. I’m planning on wearing something that she likes when I meet her in the morning but I really can’t remember her preferences.”

She felt rejected as she talked. She forced a smile, and her head was lowered. “I’m not a good daughter.” Brendan felt a knot in the pit of his stomach, as if the scene before his eyes had triggered something in him. He was astonished that Deirdre was about to meet the woman in the blink of an eye.

There was no telling if his lie would be exposed when Deirdre met her mother or if the event would progress smoothly. Brendan felt his heart wrench in pain at the thought of the lie not lasting a long time and his speech became chaotic as well. “Whatever you wear will be fine. Why are you troubling your mind over this? She won’t mind anyway. You’re her daughter, so she would never reject you”

“You’re right…” Deirdre’s gaze became distracted for a moment.

Brendan calmed himself and shut the door. He took a glance at the clothes placed on the bed and picked up a rose-pink dress that caught his eye before tossing it to Deirdre.

“Put this on and show it to me.”

Deirdre reacted to the situation by picking up the dress in a haste to walk to the bathroom. She had only taken two steps forward when Brendan said, “Stop right there. You’re changing here.”

He furrowed his eyebrows. “Is there anybody else here? Why do you need to hide? Is there any part of your body that I have yet to see?”

So many days had already passed, so she should be warming up to him by now.

Deidre stood frozen in the same spot. She was still having trouble getting used to this but she changed her mind and figured that Brendan was right. She had already slept with Brendan many times, so why would she care about something so superfacial?

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She stopped being awkward and placed the garment aside before she removed her sweater with one

move

She stood with her back facing Brendan. The very moment the sweater was removed, Brendan saw the woman’s emaciated back. Her figure, which used to be fair, clean, and curvaceous, had turned weak and skinny. She was so skinny that one could see her bones when she breathed.

Brendan found himself holding his breath. He took a step forward and ran his cold fingers along her

slender waist

The woman’s body trembled at his touch She turned around and said shyly, “Brendan please wait. Let me get changed before

Brendan was infuriated, as that had not been his intention, yet he could not help swallowing a gulp of salivaan kust when he saw the woman’s moist eyes and soft red lips

He had no choice but to acknowledge that he was fatally enchanted by the woman indeed.

He did not deny it. He only asked when he pulled back his hand, “Why are you still skinny? Didn’t Dr. Ginger prescribe you a special daily diet so you’d consume all the food groups accordingly?”

Deirdre put on the dress and pulled out her hair cautiously before she answered, “I believe that this is due. to my illness in Southyarn. I didn’t eat for three days.”

Brendan furrowed his eyebrows deeply. There was nothing for him to refute either because she had made a good point. However, he still had not expected that Deirdre would be so emaciated because he had not seen her naked in a long time and he pitied her for her body.

“Remember to eat more during your next meal so you’ll regain strength slowly. Do you think that Ophelia will not feel pity for you after seeing how emaciated you are when she meets you?”

Deirdre stopped breathing for a brief moment. She did not want Ophelia to worry about her indeed. “I’ll try my best.”