Resent Reject Regret by Aqua Summers novel Chapter 145

Chapter 145 Don’t be Self Righteous

Before the doctor could finish his sentence, he realized who he was speaking to and immediately shut his mouth. However, he had not thought that Brendan didn’t even frown. He merely locked his gaze on the woman lying on the bed.

The doctor was stunned. When Brendan recollected himself, he asked, “When will she wake up?”

“I’m not sure, probably the latest on the second night.”

“Okay.”

After seeing the doctor off, Brendan returned to the room. While looking at the pale face of Deirdre and the beads of sweat dripping from her forehead, he sat at the edge of the bed, feeling complicated.

After a day, Brendan had remained like this.

Deirdre finally woke up from the nightmare. She opened her eyes, short of breath. The moment she sat up, she laughed at herself.

Was ‘luck’ the only advantage she had now? She actually survived under that condition…..

She touched her cold face, just to realize through her sixth sense that someone else was in the room.

“Sam, is that you?” Deirdre asked in a hoarse voice.

The man who had been blown by the cool wind for a night at the balcony flashed Deirdre a chilled look. when he heard the name. He strode in and jeered, “You only think about Sam right after waking up. Since when did you have such a good relationship with him?”

Deirdre’s face suddenly turned pale, and her eyes filled with fear. Her response made Brendan unhappy and restless.

Why would he feel so unhappy when she was the one who had gotten her punishment?

“Say something! Are you dumb?”

Deirdre’s lips quivered while she closed and reopened her eyes to suppress the fear within her. Following that, she slowly said, “There’s nothing special between us. I-I just never expected that you’d be here in the room.”

It should be by chance, shouldn’t it?

Brendan would go to work as usual and ignore her even if she were dead, wouldn’t he? The reason he showed up in the room was probably that he happened to be there to check out whether she was still alive.

“There’re lots of things that you never expect of.” Brendan shot back while his black eyes kept checking on Deirdre’s current state. When he saw Deirdre was recovering fairly well, he felt slightly relieved.

Brendan had not slept for a night just because he was afraid something might happen to Deirdre. It was until she got up that he felt relaxed, and endless fatigue immediately assaulted him.

Brendan frowned and tore off his tie with a hand. Just as he took off his coat, he went up the bed, wrapped his arms around Deirdre’s waist, and brought her into his embrace.

Deirdre’s body was visibly tense, and her curves became stiff. She hurriedly said, “B-Brendan, I-I can’t…”

“What you can’t?” When Brendan saw her face distorted in fear, he was even more annoyed. He clasped the back of Deirdre’s head and pressed her against his chest. Following that, he snorted. “Don’t be so righteous of yourself. You aren’t attractive enough for me to hit on you, particularly on a woman who’s

just woken up from illness.”

‘So, he didn’t want to…”

Deirdre heaved a sigh of relief. But it was immediately followed by the feelings of being lost and restless. She wondered what he actually wanted to do.

Deirdre closed her eyes while her eyelashes trembled uncontrollably. She doubted what Brendan’s intention was. After all, Brendan had cruelly locked her up together with a ferocious hound in the storehouse, leading to her mental breakdown, and then hugged her in his embrace now.

Brendan squinted as he watched all the emotions Deirdre expressed on her face without difficulty. She had been doing so since the beginning. The only difference was that she was filled with joy and carefulness, but now these feelings were replaced by anxiety and fear.

Everything from the past had been shattered.

Brendan closed his eyes, feeling depressed, as if a huge stone was pressing against his chest. He let go. of Deirdre, got off the bed, took his coat, and slammed the door behind him, leaving Deirdre in a trance.