Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

Chapter 86 Just Bear the Child

To get to the bottom of it, the problem was still Brendan. Deirdre just had to ask Brendan a question, but she refused to.

If she couldn’t even choose not to get pregnant, she doubted what she was to him. A tool?

After an unknown period of time, Brendan woke up from his drowsy state. His head felt heavy and painful. Besides, the fever he was suffering from had not subsided. Instead, it had worsened.

The first thing Brendan did as he opened his eyes with a splitting headache was take a look at Deirdre, who was supposed to be lying beside him. When he didn’t see her, his heart skipped a beat, and he got up in a hurry. He glanced around the room and finally stopped when he saw Deirdre on the sofa.

Deirdre was crouching on the sofa while looking out the window, even though shel couldn’t see anything.

The warm light of the setting sun embraced the tiny, thin Deirdre, making her appear rather pitiful.

Brendan felt guilty. Now that he had woken up, he admitted that he had acted impulsively in the morning. He regretted treating Deirdre that way. Deirdre had, after all, just come out of the emergency room.

the coat by

me on the bed, why didn’t you get a blanket for yourself?” As expected, Brendan felt the coldness on Deirdre’s hands upon touching

his hand when Brendan was about to release

a beat, and he heard Deirdre say, “Can I get Sam to get me the

in Brendan’s heart dissipated in an instant, replaced by an icy chill. It was as if

someone.

asked, “Were you sitting here on the sofa

to wake up and ask me

She imploringly raised her head, tugged at Brendan’s finger, and pleaded. “Please allow Sam to get me the morning-after

ineffective!” Brendan suddenly shook off Deirdre’s hand. While half of his face was shrouded in the dark, he curled his lips into a sneer. “Taking that stuff hurts the body. Forget it. If you don’t get pregnant, fine.

child’. She couldn’t believe that Brendan would say that. However,

was because Deirdre could hear in

“A-Are you kidding?”

Deirdre’s chin with a hand. Maybe it was because of the fever, but his fingertips were rather warm. But it was those warm fingertips that sent an