Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

Chapter 15 Did You Sleep With Him?

The room was poorly ventilated and humid. It was an attic of the lowest quality without any decent furniture. On the other hand, Deirdre was curled up under the blanket, her eyelids batting shakily in a piteous manner.

Brendan felt his heart wrench in pain abruptly as he was

about to approach her.

All of a sudden, Deirdre opened her eyes shakily.

The room was pitch black, but she could hear someone coming clearly. She asked in confusion, “Is that you, Sterling?”

She spoke in a very gentle tone because she was ill, especially when uttering Sterling’s name. However, it felt like needles to Brendan’s ears.

“Sterling? Your tone sounds really promiscuous. It seems that you have a rather close relationship with him, huh.” Brendan clenched his fist tightly and sniggered all of a sudden, his prior sympathy vanishing instantly.

Deirdre’s face turned ghastly pale at once, and she clutched her blanket tightly. “Brendan! How did you get into my house?!”

He stepped forward and grabbed Deirdre by her arm. “You began calling out to him as soon as

speculation was insulting. Deirdre’s face turned pale from shock and blushed in shame. She raised

her other arm. The blanket slid off Deirdre’s body, and her thin sleeping gown was drenched in

Brendan swallowed a gulp of saliva and ran a hand across her body,

who’s going to want you unless you do everything you can to seduce

pale, and she struggled to curl up her body. ‘How was I supposed to know that Brendan would come here? I would rather dress warmly enough to kill

you still pretending? Anyway, we’re legally married, so why don’t I give you what you want.” Brendan chuckled

wish!”

to shreds . without showing any courtesy. Despite her fever and burning hot body, she could not do anything to prevent the coldness from spreading in the air. Deirdre begged him, saying, “Don’t touch me! Brendan, I’m begging you

were bloodshot. He became

let me touch you but you’ll allow Sterling to do so, right? Can he

good at not

planted a kiss without showing any courtesy , while Deirdre struggled with all her might. Her fingers touched the table lamp on the bedside

bed and spared no

you lost your