Resent Reject Regret by Aqua Summers novel Chapter 54

Chapter 54 They’re Kissing

Deirdre stopped speaking and shut her eyes. Realizing that he was being too harsh, Brendan explained by saying, “There’s no point in comparing yourself to her.”

Deirdre remained as quiet as before. Brendan stared at her dry, cracked lips and got. up to fetch her a glass of water.

“Don’t go to sleep yet. Drink the water before you rest.”

Deirdre turned her face to the side. “I want to rest.”

“Rest after drinking the water.” Brendan pushed the glass of water toward her by force. Deirdre refused to drink, and while she was struggling, the glass was knocked over and dropped to the ground, producing a loud noise.

Brendan was completely infuriated. “Deirdre, why are you doing this? I ignored your suicide attempt without making any comments. In the past, I would have never let you off! You’re still ungrateful, even after all that. Are you only going to behave. yourself when I force the drink down your throat!”

The collar of her top was wet, and Deirdre’s lips were trembling. She was in so much pain that she refused to drink, as one gulp of water would be sheer agony for her.

She knew that Brendan would not be convinced even if she were to explain herself, so she stopped speaking altogether.

Brendan was furious. He wanted to say something but stopped himself. He stepped out of the room with long strides.

Soon, the door was slammed shut.

The strong wind blew against Deirdre’s face at the very moment the door was shut. She curled up her body under the blanket and shut her eyes in lethargy. She knew that Brendan was furious, but it was not important to her anymore.

She could no longer be affected by Brendan’s mood because the pain and lethargy in her body overpowered her.

Her eyelids grew heavier slowly, and she fell asleep again.

She lost track of time until she finally woke up and heard the sound of footsteps next to her. She opened her eyes and asked, “Is that you, Brendan?”

The person was quiet for a moment. Soon, he said smilingly, “Hello, Ms. McKinnon.”

It was an unfamiliar voice that triggered Deirdre’s vigilance. “Who are you? Why are