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.”

had closed her eyes but whose eyelashes were still

“Are you asleep?”

a 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 toward the edge of the bed, took off his coat, lifted

hold Deirdre in

and

Deirdre’s forehead rested on

smell on him as

Brendan had come to her only after spending a night

was sleeping anymore. She pushed away Brendan’s hand and tried to get out of

stared furiously at her

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

voice was icy, and the threat in his

stop moving. Her fingers curled tight into her

understand why Brendan was enraged when she was

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