Chapter 220 Wait One More Day
“It’s a pity that you’ll be meeting her tomorrow, as I’m afraid you won’t have enough time to do it today.
Brendan felt himself stop breathing for a moment as he looked at her worried face. An idea occurred to him, and he clutched Deirdre’s wrist abruptly. “Why don’t…”
Deirdre raised her gaze in confusion while Brendan said through clenched teeth, “Why don’t you delay the meeting a little?”
He was trying to delay it frantically, hoping for time to slow down because Deirdre had given him her all now. If his lie was exposed, he hoped that it would happen later, even if it was just one day later.
“Delay the meeting a little?” Deirdre’s gaze was distracted. She reacted to the situation by biting her lower lip and rejecting Brendan’s suggestion. “No.”
She took a deep breath and said, “I’ve been waiting for this day to come for way too long. My heart will bleed if I have to wait one more day”
“I understand, but think about the way you look now. I told Ophelia that you’re happy. Do you think she’s going to trust me after seeing you in your current state? Brendan stared closely at Deirdre as if he was trying to figure out what was on her mind Would you like to recuperate first?”
“I suppose I can explain to her that I was sick.”Deirdre was hesitant but she shook her head.
Brendan loosened his grip as if all his strength had been drained instantly. At the same time, he shut his eyes, taking a deep breath. “So your whole life revolves around Ophelia and all your heart wants is to meet her?”
Deirdre did not answer the question. She wanted to tell him that she would perhaps have walked down. the mountain without the slightest hesitation the very moment the bus had not shown up at the station.
It was not only because she found the things that Brendan did too hurtful but even more due to the unbridgeable gap between them.
Brendan had been born with a silver spoon in his mouth and had been destined to live a bright, glorious, elegant life from the start.
On the other hand, she was a maggot born in a trash pile in the slums.
Perhaps it was due to her embarrassment to be changing in the presence of a man, but her face was blushing. Her fair complexion complemented the rose-pink dress, and she looked just like a blossom in
the snow. Even though her face was not pretty, she exuded an ineffable charm.
Brendan’s pupils constricted, and he was overwhelmed with intense emotions. In the end, he cupped the back of Deirdre’s head ferociously and kissed her. It was a passionate, eager kiss, and he wanted to use his actions to seek her consent.
When the kiss ended, Deirdre’s mind was blank.
She had never truly enjoyed a kiss.
Whenever she had been with Brendan, his kiss had always been tainted with resentment and anger in the past and present.
He kissed her to vent his anger sometimes and to shut her up occasionally, but all in all, they had never shared such a passionate kiss.
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