Chapter 809 stay With Me, Keep Me Company

"You're wrong. You can help me." Brendan's lips began to loom close. His face seemed to be zooming in on her eyes. She still could not make out much of his features, but she could feel his breath washing over her.

She instinctively froze. "How was I supposed to help?" "Kiss me to relieve me of my pain."

Deirdre’s expression darkened. 'This cr*p again?" she snapped and ignored him altogether, rising to her feet as though she was going. 1

Brendan reached out and caught her in the wrist, and the pain of something being torn open flared on his arm.

He took a shaky breath, and his fingers quivered. Still, he refused to let go.

"Brendan? Are you okay?"

He fixed his eyes on her alarmed expression and reacted with a helpless grimace. "I know you hate my guts, Deirdre, but my injury came from rescuing your friend. Can't you at least be a little nicer to me while I'm recovering?"

no counterargument. She would freely admit to loathing Brendan with every fiber of her body, so much so that staying with him for more than ten minutes could suffocate her. At the same time, though,

her eyes to the floor. "What do you want

her in. "Sit with me and keep me company,"

She frowned. "That’s it?"

and said, "You mean I can ask for

meant was I don't understand why you insist I sit with you! If all you need is a companion, why not just

his eyes. "Who the h*ll told you she's the woman I love

going to tell me she's not

in his denial startled her a

a sore, cheerless topic, especially when

how irregular its rhythms were, as though he was suffering great pain. It was a far cry from last night. Brendan

medicine?" she asked. She could no longer contain her

in quiet

the wound was deeper than we thought. Maybe it was

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