Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

Chapter 901 What Must I Do?

Deirdre found his temperament almost too zig-zagging to make sense. In the past, she could ingratiate with him as much as she wanted, no questions asked. But now, the same things suddenly irritated him.

She ducked, squeezing her shoulders into herself, and cast her sight to the floor to begin feeling and salvaging the documents.

At that moment, Brendan suddenly yanked her arm toward him and, by extension, her entire body. Before she knew it, the force nailed her legs across his lap, her shocked expression facing his visage.

It was a.... rather suggestive position to be in.

Deirdre froze as she sensed Brendan drawing her into himself before he rested his chin on her shoulder.

"God. What must I do, Deirdre?" he asked, surprisingly defeatedly.

Deirdre blinked. Her fingers slipped gently before lacing around his strong, firm arm. She did not find their position repulsive-just awkward.

"You're not mad anymore?"

my anger do? It doesn't matter how angry I am. You just don't get why I'm mad in

up and spoke again, this time with more solemness. "Listen to me, Deirdre. I don't want you to do anything against your will just to ingratiate yourself with

feel what you really feel. You obviously aren't willing to have s*x with me, so why pretend otherwise? Is this an insult to you or me? I never walk back

each other-swarmed into her from all directions. It was as if he

What did he say?

it when she forced herself against her own

freedom

wanted the real

not mad because she was ingratiating with him. He

out of her trance, but reeling out of her disbelief was not easy. She looked down for a moment until finally, pressured by her confusion, asked, "Are you sure?" "Sure of what?" "Sure that there isn't an angle here? Something you hope to gain from me, maybe? Brendan, you're a businessman." "And the father of my child...

to finally say the

is more important than how you feel to me. So, don't ever do something so stupid

cuddling with her in a very intimate position, yet it felt like there was an unbridgeable chasm

used to seem impossible to heal-until today when for the