Resent, Reject, Regret

Chapter 899 Are You Doing This Willingly
Afterward, he remembered the talkative woman who kept Deirdre company when he was still Kyran.
“Her? I believe she is still working at the same company. Why?”
Deirdre recovered from her surprise and said, “Nothing.
She was aware of Glenna’s feelings for Declan. ‘So, they didn’t end up dating each other in the end, huh?*
However, it was also a good thing because they may not necessarily be good for each other.
After figuring things out, Deirdre sat on the bed and listened to the sound of water from the bathroom. She suddenly realized
Brendan might want to sleep in the same room tonight.
Her fists tightened in anxiety. Deirdre felt nervous for no apparent reason, and the sound of water sounded louder.
She was not prepared to be with Brendan even if he loved her now... Her badly-wounded heart could not withstand intense love
anymore.
Yet, what would happen to her mother if she were to reject Brendan and displease him?
At the thought of this, Deirdre lowered her eyes and inhaled a deep breath as if she was mustering courage. She placed her
hands on the buttons of her top and unbuttoned them one by one.
Brendan got out of the shower to find Deirdre lying on the bed and the messy pile of clothes on the floor. He was breathing
heavily.
‘Is she naked?’
At the thought of this, his mind went blank for a moment. Only Deirdre’s face was exposed, and her face was blushing scarlet.
He could not refrain from approaching her as if he was ignited by desires.
“You... The clothes...” Brendan’s throat was parched. He almost lost control of himself as he smelled Deirdre’s faint scent in the
air.

Deirdre was jolted back to reality. She pursed her lips and changed the topic of conversation by saying, “Are you done
showering?” “Hmm.” “Come and rest then.”
Brendan swallowed a gulp of saliva. When he went under the blanket, his breathing was ragged upon coming into contact with
the woman, just as he had imagined. No man could exercise self-control at this very moment.
Meanwhile, Deirdre hugged him and said, “I know you have... urges. Please just be gentle.”
All of a sudden, Brendan’s surging emotions turned into coldness.
‘She didn’t say “I have urges” but said “you have urges”.’
Brendan’s body was warm, but his heart was turning cold quickly.
He looked at Deirdre’s indifferent expression as if she was performing a mission.
“Deirdre, are you doing this willingly?” asked Brendan.
Deirdre was stunned for a moment. ‘Willingly?’
She appeared to be caught in a daze and avoidant. Soon afterward, she clenched her fists tightly. “You don’t need to mind how I
feel about this. I’m supposed to do it for you, anyway.”
Brendan did not move. He kept quiet for a moment before getting up and leaving.
There was no unwillingness to part from him. In fact, Deirdre could even hear Mrs. Engel’s query. “Mr. BrighthalI? Where are you
going this late?”
Then, everything was calm.
Deirdre was expressionless. She sat up with great effort and got dressed subconsciously after feeling cold. She came to realize
that Brendan was angry, yet she had no idea why he felt that way.
‘Isn’t this what he wants? I’m taking it upon myself to offer him. Why doesn’t he want it? Does he think that this is cheap because
it is offered to him?’
Deirdre could not figure it out. She lay back on the bed, shut her eyes, and fell asleep, perhaps due to being exhausted.

Deirdre went downstairs the next morning.
Mrs. Engel asked, “Mrs. Brighthall, did Mr. Brighthall receive an urgent call yesterday? Why did he leave so suddenly and not
return for the whole night? It’s the first time he is behaving this way.”