Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

Chapter 881 There Won’t Be A Next Time

Brendan held Deirdre even more tightly. "Dee... You're worried about me." "You... idiot!" Deirdre’s eyes felt warm. God, she had to admit-being in his arms, by his side, made her feel so, so safe. But if the price of this safety was an armageddon of a media firestorm, then she would rather not have any of it.

"I.. I am not worried about you! I'm just concerned about myself!"

He caressed her hair. "It’s okay. Don't be scared."

There was no sign of him letting go. He simply held her tightly against his chest.

His action ignited a stack of kerosene. The mob rioted.

protect her instead of helping your own fiancee!" "Oh, I get it! She’s here in the hospital instead of appearing in the detainment center because of you! F*cking billionaire spitting on the law and order the rest of us had to abide by just because he has some money and influence! What the f*ck do we need laws for if the Brighthall Group over here is gonna sh*t all over it whenever it wants, huh!?" "F*ck you, Bright hall!

a fever pitch. The only reason they had not surrounded Brendan and Deirdre and beaten them up was that Brendan had brought

as the mob continued to jeer and shout. They entered the elevator with Deirdre in his arms and got to

began. "I'm sorry for what happened, sir. The tip came too late, and I failed to recognize the imminent threat at the

not even spare her a glance. "You'll get your punishment

her abdomen and trying to

eyes snapped open, and she said, "No!

Nobody would have been able to know it was going to happen! Then, when we realized something bad was going on, she immediately tried to help me, but my condition dragged us both down. You can't

who are just gonna keep covering each other while I'm the bad guy, right? Fine. Dee wants you to be forgiven this time, so I’ll grant her wish. But next time... it won't be that easy."