Resent Reject Regret by Aqua Summers novel Chapter 162

Chapter 162 He Robbed You of Your Chance to be A Mother

When Brendan was finally done, Deirdre waited for him to fall asleep before climbing out of their bed with her hand on her waist. He had deprived her of birth control pills, so the only thing she had left to prevent a pregnancy was the primitive way of washing it away.

Brendan suddenly opened his cold, black eyes. They zeroed in on her retreating back as a frigid question escaped his lips. “Where do you think you’re going?”

Deirdre bit her lip. “To wash.”

Brendan smirked. “Really? To wash? Or get birth control pills from the pharmacy?”

Deirdre had planned to do that the next day, which was why she froze on the carpet when she was called out on it. Before she could respond, Brendan had yanked her by the arm and pinned her against the bed

once more.

His eyes were as all-consuming as the abyss, and his lopsided smirk twisted his features completely. Don’t bother. You’re infertile anyway.”

Deirdre was stunned. The assurance in his tone suckerpunched her into a daze. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Exactly what I said.” He fixed a bellicose glare on her. “I don’t know how you performed that abortion, but it damaged your uterus enough that you can’t conceive a child anymore. Do you even know that?”

What?!

Deirdre’s mind went blank. Her ears were ringing, but she still heard Brendan’s follow-up remark, which was accompanied by his trademark cruel mockery. “A fitting punishment for you, isn’t it? You failed to protect your own child, so when the Reaper took him away, he took your chance to be a mother along. You’ll never be able to bear a child again, Deirdre. Isn’t that just convenient for you? You won’t even need to bother with birth control ever again!”

Deirdre’s eyes reddened. “No! No, you’re lying to me!”

Her lips were trembling, and her eyes were wet. She suppressed her tears stubbornly and channeled her grief into infuriated denial. “You’re just messing with me, aren’t you?! How can I possibly be infertile?! How could I have lost my ability to bear a child, Brendan?!”

“What’s so impossible about that?” Brendan snarled back accusingly. His grip on her wrists tightened. You aborted your baby by taking an unknown drug-God knows if it was actually safe or approved for use! You did it in a place that wasn’t dedicated to women’s health anyway! Did you really expect to do all that

and somehow leave unscathed?!”

Deirdre fought her tears back, but sobs had begun to escape her, “You… bastard…”

She bit his shoulder with all her might. Even so, her eyes were filled with too much hate. ‘Why won’t you just die already, you bastard?! Why won’t you ever die?!”

She screamed in her mind. ‘What kind of sin did I commit to deserve this?!”

Tears broke out of her eyes like a deluge. Even her chance to be a mother had been robbed. What else did

she have left?

Despite the woman’s unreserved might, pain somehow eluded Brendan. To be more accurate, any pain in his shoulder seemed insignificant compared to the suffocating agony in his chest. Ultimately, it was his impatience with her hysteria-rather than pain itself-that made him pry her jaw away from him.

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He clutched her chin and forced her face to come close to him. “Does it really pain you, Deirdre? My pain is greater than yours! You made this choice! You have no right to play the victim when you’re the one who made all those choices-including your fling with Sterling!”

Deirdre breathed hard. She was about to have a nervous breakdown.

And he had the gall to say his pain was greater than hers!

On what grounds could he play the victim card? He was the one who had ordered them to remove her child!

He was the one who had ruined her face, her eyes, and her unborn kid! And now, it turned out that he had robbed her of the chance to be a mother all along!

“How dare you, Brendan… Why didn’t you tell me… that when I saved you back then, I saved you at the cost of everything else?” she croaked, her words slurred through her chattering teeth. Tears kept rolling out of her eyes. “Had I known… Had I known… God, I would have never… leapt in there and saved you…” She regretted that day so much. Back then, she had thought she was diving into the flames to protect something she held dear.

Now, she realized she had never left the fire. She had been trapped in that inferno all along, suffering in hell.