Chapter 84 Don’t Force Me to Get Angry

“I’d like to rest some more.”

Deirdre avoided answering. Sam understood clearly. Hence, he nodded, said a few words, and went out.

Right after the door closed behind Sam, he saw Brendan, who was wearing a coat, coming out of the elevator. Brendan was still wearing yesterday’s clothes, his face looked extremely tired, and it was accompanied by an abnormal flush, as if he was ill. Sam hurriedly paced toward Brendan and greeted him. “Mr. Brighthall.”

“Has Deirdre woken up?”

“Yes, she just woke up.”

As Brendan was about to enter the room, Sam asked, “Mr. Brighthall? Did you not rest well? You seem ill. How about you consult the doctor first?”

“No worries.” Brendan frowned heavily. “I’ll take a look at Deirdre.”

Deirdre, who had closed her eyes but

“Are you asleep?”

the biting cold breeze of the autumn evening that had made him sick. Step by

in his arms. For reasons unknown,

froze and her heartbeat

them. Deirdre’s forehead rested on Brendan’s chest, and her nose

Charlene’s smell on him

Brendan had come to her only after spending a night with Charlene. Who did he think she

disgusted upon sensing the smell. She couldn’t pretend she was sleeping anymore. She pushed away Brendan’s hand

stared furiously at her with his black, ferocious

coiling in my stomach, but I’m trying to repress it. Don’t force

and the threat

Her fingers

didn’t understand why Brendan

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