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.”

her eyes

“Are you asleep?”

result of two sleepless nights, in addition to the biting cold breeze of the autumn evening that had made him sick. Step by step, he paced

had to hold Deirdre in his arms. For reasons unknown, he felt

and her

between them. Deirdre’s forehead rested on Brendan’s

Charlene’s smell on him as

only after spending a

couldn’t pretend she was sleeping anymore. She pushed away Brendan’s

furiously at her with his black,

McKinnon, anger is coiling in my stomach, but I’m trying

and the threat

stop moving. Her fingers

didn’t understand why Brendan was enraged when she was the one who had almost

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