Resent, Reject, Regret

Chapter 917 Do I Have to Lie to You?
Feeling refreshed after using the women’s bath gel, Brendan held and embraced Deirdre in his arms. Seeking compliments, he
asked, “Am I still smelly this time?” “Yes,” said Deirdre bluntly and stubbornly. “Please don’t come into my room at this time. I
don’t want to handle the trouble when Charlene comes looking for you.”
Upon sensing something, Brendan lifted Deirdre’s chin with his fingertips, stared at her facial expression, and pondered. “Are
you angry?” “It’s just an act. Why should I be angry?” replied Deirdre rather embarrassedly.
“In that case, why am I feeling that you are as jealous as a cat?” Brendan chuckled.
“You have been overthinking. I just find it bothersome-” murmured Deirdre.
But before she could finish her words, Brendan’s lips met hers. Their breaths were mixed up and messy. When they were done,
Brendan said,” Deirdre, if only you could somewhat harden your heart.” “What do you mean?” asked Deirdre, looking pale.
“Nothing has happened between Charlene and me,” Brendan said instead of replying to Deirdre’s question.
A hint of confusion flashed across Deirdre’s eyes. She had been under the impression she was hiding her true feelings well, yet
Brendan still noticed it.
In fact, she didn’t care about who Brendan slept with, but she cared whether Brendan had done it with Charlene.
She thought Brendan couldn’t easily fool Charlene because of the latter’s shrewdness.
Nevertheless, even if she knew what Brendan was doing was to fool Charlene, she still felt nauseous.
“Brendan, don’t you lie to me. Charlene isn’t a fool. I can tell whether you two did it by just listening to her and whether she feels
guilty. Since the two of you are together, is there a need to lie? Or are you treating me as a fool?”
Deirdre hated being deceived and was getting angry. She pushed herself away from Brendan’s embrace and stood up.
Brendan rose to his feet as well. His eyes were smiling as he explained,” Do you think I need to lie to you? Charlene truly thinks
we did it, but that’s only because she thought the person was me.”
Deirdre was startled and contemplated Brendan’s clarification.

“How could she not recognize the man she was with when she wasn’t drunk?” “Because something was burned in the room.
Smelling it for a long time would make one thirsty and confused. After I had her turn off the lights, the person hidden under the
bed switched places with me. Because of that, she couldn’t find any evidence.” i
Deirdre was stunned. It turned out Brendan had prepared everything beforehand. What about her just now...
Lowering his head, Brendan looked at Deidre. “Are you still jealous after learning that we didn’t do it?”
Deirdre was unable to retort but didn’t say that she was not jealous in the end. Just then, a ratatat sound of the door followed by
the gentle voice of Mrs. Engel. “Mrs. Brighthall, are you asleep?”
The two were stunned. When they regained their composure, Brendan hid in the wardrobe, making it look like...
Deirdre blushed. She pretended to be calm and went to open the door with a wooden face.
When Mrs. Engel saw that Deirdre’s eyes weren’t reddened, she heaved a sigh of relief. “Mrs. Brighthall, it’s fortunate that you
haven’t slept yet. Otherwise, the food I cooked would go to waste.” “Stuffed vegetables?” “You haven’t got your dinner, have
you? I made some stuffing and cooked stuffed vegetables for you. I purposely made them taste lighter. As such, they’re suitable
and healthy for pregnant ladies. You should try them.”