Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

Chapter 563 You Started It, Deirdre!

The door opened, and Brendan stepped inside.

His feet shuffled to an abrupt stop, prompting Deirdre to ask, "What?"

He turned away. "Nothing."

The couple-friendly hotel certainly had a... design. The lighting was suggestively soft. There was a distinct scent in the air. The ambiance was obvious to any normal adult. As a courtesy of the hotel, clothes of a particular kind were provided on the bed.

Brendan could not imagine how Deirdre would look if she put these on...

Deirdre stepped inside after him. A thought leaped into her mind. "How many beds are there?"

It was bad enough to be stuck in a room with him. Did she have to suffer the pain of being in the same bed just as well!?

worse, they would often do. Brendan's answer was proof

felt the compulsion to remind him, 'You made a promise. You should stick to it like

of desire taking hold of him. His throat felt tight as he desperately tried to eject every lustful thought bubbling in his mind out of his skull. Deirdre's reminder sounded like a divine reminder. As he fought against himself, he frowned and

paled. "No. No, you’re not doing this. You

It was Brendan who pressed on. "Won’t what? Share a bed with you? F*ck

"We're legally husband and wife until our divorce is finalized. I can share a bed with you, which wouldn't be a crime. I can f*ck you and still be seen as doing

her face white—she turned on her heels and started toward the door. "I-I’m sleeping on the couch in

suddenly grabbed hold of her wrist and dragged her back inside. She felt herself thrown into the air, her feet leaving

the softness of the bed. She hardly had the chance to breathe when Brendan suddenly pressed himself against her. His

think? Have you already forgotten how you acted when

pupils constricted. "No,

first. I didn’t want to do anything with or to you, but you were a wh*re doing her best to seduce me like a succubus. You were begging to be

to bear me a child. But now? Having sex

was serving all of her past shame. Every single mention felt like a slap across

her voice shaking from the effort even as she lowered her volume. "That was all in the past. That was three years