Resent Reject Regret by Aqua Summers novel Chapter 563

Chapter 563 You Started It, Deirdre!

The door opened, and Brendan stepped inside.

His feet shuffled to an abrupt stop, prompting Deirdre to ask, “What?”

He turned away. “Nothing.”

The couple-friendly hotel certainly had a… design. The lighting was suggestively soft.

There was a distinct scent in the air. The ambiance was obvious to any normal adult. As

a courtesy of the hotel, clothes of a particular kind were provided on the bed.

Brendan could not imagine how Deirdre would look if she put these on…

Deirdre stepped inside after him. A thought leaped into her mind. “How many beds are

there?”

It was bad enough to be stuck in a room with him. Did she have to suffer the pain of

being in the same bed just as well!?

When things could get worse, they would often do. Brendan’s answer was proof of that.

“One.”

Deirdre gripped the garment around her chest as it tightened. She felt the compulsion to

remind him, ‘You made a promise. You should stick to it like a real man.”

Brendan was already feeling the first wave of desire taking hold of him. His throat felt

tight as he desperately tried to eject every lustful thought bubbling in his mind out of his

skull. Deirdre’s reminder sounded like a divine reminder. As he fought against himself, he

frowned and asked, ” What did I promise you?”

Deirdre’s face paled. “No. No, you’re not doing this. You promised me you won’t…”

She faltered. She seemed to be unable to say it aloud. It was Brendan who pressed on.

“Won’t what? Share a bed with you? F*ck you?

“How about I remind you something else instead, Deirdre?” He barreled on before she

could say a word edgewise. “We’re legally husband and wife until our divorce is finalized.

I can share a bed with you, which wouldn’t be a crime. I can f*ck you and still be seen as

doing what married couples are supposed to do.”

His voice was cracking. Deirdre could feel the heat emanating from him. Terror bleached

her face white—she turned on her heels and started toward the door. “I-I’m sleeping on

the couch in the lobby!”

She had barely stepped out the door when the man suddenly grabbed hold of her wrist

and dragged her back inside. She felt herself thrown into the air, her feet leaving the

floor.