Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

Chapter 226 Please Continue Loving Me

Failing to answer her own question, Deirdre laughed mirthlessly to herself. “Don’t tell me this is all about atonement, Brendan. You never opened yourself up to me over the course of our two years together, but even I know you’re not the type to suffer through anything in the name of atonement.”

The real Brendan Brighthall would always use money to get out of things-even his own moral failings and irreparable wrongs. He would never care to use any other method. Why would he? Why squander his precious time and effort?

Brendan was nonplussed. Even he did not know why.

Was it because he did not want Deirdre to lose that one last hope she clung to? That one last thing that stopped her from stepping over another ledge? Was it because he could not bear the thought of her hating him? Was it because he would not be able to stomach seeing Deirdre writhing in hellish anguish after discovering her mother’s death?

It was all of that.

That was why he had to make Deirdre fall in love with him. He had to succeed Ophelia as Deirdre’s tether to the world of the living….

But he could not say any of those things aloud.

and lowered her eyes

just sympathy-the same one people felt for a stray animal or a homeless beggar on the

I’ve already gotten used to the kind of life I’ve been given. Besides, the fact

not enough at all!” Brendan retorted. He then

something again when

pressed his lips against hers,

“I want us to go

to be quivering. She panted, hanging her head as her mind buzzed amidst

not distinguish the nature of these events. Was it just a whim in his head? Was it a design that would serve a greater scheme? Charlene was still around,

park. As Deirdre buckled up in his

a few sips of water. “Since you’re obviously not going to look any less emaciated for

a clothing shop, one where the owner herself walked to the door to greet her most

Giving both of them a winning smile, she asked, “Here to get a new look, Mr. Brighthall?