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

She felt the compulsion to remind him, 'You made a promise. You should

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

not doing this. You promised

was Brendan who pressed on. "Won’t what? Share a bed

Deirdre?" He barreled on before she could say a word edgewise. "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 what married couples

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

suddenly grabbed hold of her wrist and dragged her back inside. She felt herself thrown into

crashed onto the softness of the bed. She hardly had the chance to breathe when Brendan suddenly pressed himself against her. His weight somehow doubled from the oppressive

a little too late, don't you think? Have you already forgotten how you acted when you became my wife?”

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 f*cked!"

did everything at your disposal, used every wile a seductress could have, all because you wanted to bear me a child. But now? Having sex with me is suddenly a grave

past shame. Every single mention felt like a slap across her cheek. Her face was burning, and her lips were

child?" she retorted, her voice shaking from the effort even as she lowered her volume. "That was all in the past. That was three years ago! I've been punished for it for so many years! Isn't it enough? Aren't I allowed to