Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

Chapter 603 You Invited Someone Over, Didn't You?

"Thank you.” Deirdre pulled her collar taut around her neck and cast her eyes to the floor. Her voice was soft. "For both helping to repair my phone and saving me from drowning."

Brendan was far from a good, decent man and was no stranger to all kinds of unforgivable transgressions. But at the very least, Deirdre’s gratitude was sincere at this moment. He had saved her life.

"It's nothing." Brendan considered the young woman's pale, half­traumatized mien and fought the urge to just pull her into a comforting cuddle. "Don't worry about it. Anyone who dares to touch a single hair on your head will all get it. If everything goes exactly as I thought, Zinerva Cole’s life in Eastgene is finished."

Deirdre couldn’t care less. Neither did she try to talk Brendan out of it. She simply nodded and said, "Okay."

"Get some rest," he said as she started toward the door. "I’ll see you tomorrow."

Deirdre was taken aback. Raising her head, she blurted out, "Wait, did you •9

"My room is next door. If you need anything, you're welcome to ask for help."

'Brendan... actually decided to move into a room of his own?'

of Deirdre's expectations.

she sat on the edge of her bed for a moment before searching for the hotel

a deep breath. "C-Can I borrow your

of customers asking them to purchase something of a certain brand or demanding they provide them with things that were out of

"W-What!?*

into the water and was busted. So I need a phone to call a friend,

reeled out of her shock and replied courteously, "No problem, ma’am! Wait a moment, okay? I'll have

"Thank you so much."

the patience she could summon. It was hard-anxiety and anticipation were gnawing on

she heard the doorbell. She leaped to her feet and lurched at the doorknob, but as soon as she opened it, Brendan's

I left a

"Document?"

with that face? You look disappointed to

her head hard.

one?" Brendan parroted as his face turned stormy. He took a step closer, looming. "I think I've told you before, McKinnon. You always have your heart on your sleeves. Always. I can read everything from your face, and that face you had just now showed that you were waiting for something. So, let me get this straight. As soon as I left you to rest in your room, you invited someone to meet you