Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

Chapter 225 I’m Not His Girlfriend

“You’ve got nothing to worry about then.” Deirdre said, her eyes downcast. “I’m not his girlfriend. His lover is someone else.”

“I f*cking knew it!” The woman cried. Her eyes twinkled in joy as she considered Deirdre. The more she examined her, the sorrier Deirdre looked in her eyes. “Jesus, how the hell did you even get someone as hot as him to be your amusement park partner? Oh, wait. I think I know-he pities you, right? Must be tough, growing up with that sort of face and being blind at the same time. So he brought you here to grant your wish out of charity!”

Charity?

Deirdre froze. The woman saw her, thought it must be a gotcha moment, and beamed. “I got it all right, didn’t I? You thought the same, didn’t you? Why else would a man this perfect even want to hang around?”

While she was busy putting Deirdre down, Brendan reappeared. He stared at the woman next to Deirdre and frowned. “What’s wrong?”

Deirdre shook her head. “Nothing.”

the woman pointedly. “Who’s

a passerby. Saw your friend over here having a bad time, so I came to check

a noncommittal glance. “You

her suggestive body language altogether. Feeling mildly embarrassed, the woman stepped forward and changed tactics. “I don’t mean to be a busybody or anything, but I’ve got a friend who used to suffer from the same sort of nausea she does. Then, she got better because of this medicine that I’d be happy

as he declared, “My girlfriend is right here.” “Girlfriend?!” The woman was aghast. She turned to Deirdre-who was still battling the demon of nausea- and chortled. “That was a good one, handsome. Her, your girlfriend? C’mon. At least come up with at better excuse, man! Besides,

“Not in a relationship.”

stiffened and boiled

you really

not know how to react. She bit her lip, but that beat of silence turned into a chance for the

and the poor water bottle was

They had

damn it, Deirdre. You and your