Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

Chapter 198 Back to How It Used to Be

“The truth behind our…?” Brendan’s ire was palpable. “What’s that supposed to be?”

Deirdre panicked a little. He knew exactly what she meant and had asked her this question anyway. How was she supposed to answer that?

Brendan closed his fingers around her wrist as his handsome face loomed close to her own. “We. Are. Husband And Wife, Deirdre McKinnon,” he stated, prolonging each word. “You should remember that. I’m not some polyamorous man loving a harem of women. All you have to do is stay in your lane and stop trying to harm Lena–and I swear, you’ll always have a shelter in me.

“It’s not impossible for us… to go back to how it used to be.”

Brendan stiffened. Had he really said that? Why would he say that?

Was this his deepest wish after all? To go back to that time?

Deirdre was so taken aback that she could not even reel out of her own shock. His voice–his request- reverberated within her brain like a cursed echo. What was the point of telling her this? Was he trying to explain the nature of his relationship with Charlene?

was so strong that her headache seemed to pulsate along an unknown rhythm. It was so hard to think in this

his arms. She then felt his coat wrapping her tight. Cold air

coalesced, and she began to

arm around her waist. “Weren’t you the one who asked for my help maintaining this facade?” he stated matter–of–factly. “I’m not some A–list professional actor, so don’t expect me to know what an award–winning performance means. If

amiss.”

a lot of sense, but Deirdre was still unaccustomed to the intimacy between them. Her voice was trembling when she said, “J–Just acting like we used to be back then will

“And when is that?”

had to push the next words out of her teeth.

little. “But I wasn’t treating you right at all back

abusive. She had been his sexual outlet, a doll to receive him when he felt like it, someone he could walk away from when he was done. He would come back from work and not spare her

ask for more back then, but now,

were furrowed as he scanned

he had been waiting for–the opportunity for things to go back to how they used

how I used to treat you back then,” he argued. “Look. Let’s get inside before discussing this further. We’ll start by having meals