Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

Chapter 566 Why Did You Call Me That?

Brendan’s fever had kicked up brain fog. He started wrapping his arms around Deirdre's waist while an easy, mirthful smile surfaced on his face. He was free and no longer had to pretend to be a b*stard in a suit.

"I’m hungry, Deirdre." He cooed between panting. "Can you make me another veggie spaghetti, like the last time you made me? It was so good! I miss it now."

Deirdre's face turned white. What did he mean by 'the last time?' Since when had she ever made him something like that? The last time she did was two years ago! Why would Brendan suddenly care about it now?

And the way he addressed her, the tone he was using, why did it feel so familiar?

Deirdre felt her entire frame shaking. Her eyes seemed to be trembling in their sockets. The figure of a man surfaced in her mind against her deepest wishes...

But that was impossible. That was ludicrous! Absurd!

calm. No, whatever she was thinking was absurd, outlandish, and preposterous. And yet, she could not stop

"What did you just call me!?" she demanded, her

voice finally shook Brendan out of his delirium. His eyes focused slowly until his

blunt force. He gripped the edge of the blanket tightly, and his voice returned

trying to avoid the

a deep breath and felt chills crawling under his skin. Pulling the blanket up to himself, he asked, "Where

subject!" Deirdre exclaimed hotly. She had to force herself to take several deep breaths just to calm down. "Do you remember

had robbed him of his memories, he asked, "What did

a scowl.

must be hearing

things?” She closed her eyes. "As if it's easy to confuse Deirdre, a two-syllable name, with Dee! As if your tone didn't change into something completely... unlike yourself! I'm blind, Brendan,

fought the deluge of emotions in her chest and asked again, "Why did you call me by that name? Why was your voice