Resent Reject Regret by Aqua Summers novel Chapter 873

Chapter 873 Where is She?

“What’s that on your wrist?”

Deirdre’s heart skipped a beat. She retracted her hand immediately as if she had

touched something hot, her heart racing. “What’s what?”

Her reaction was unexpected; Brendan was stunned. “Uh, why is it so dirty?

It looks like dust.” “Oh!” Deirdre exhaled a breath of relief. He did not see her injury

after all. After all the trouble the scandal had brought to him via the Brighthall Group,

the last thing she wanted was for Brendan to be distracted by her affair. “Er, the wall

was a little dusty when I accidentally rubbed my skin against it.”

Brendan produced a piece of wet tissue. “I’ll help with that.”

He gingerly held her wrist with his one hand, but before the wet tissue even made

contact, Deirdre suddenly withdrew hers in a state of nervous panic.

“What’s the matter?”

Deirdre went quiet, but Brendan thought he understood why she balked.” Sorry. I

genuinely only wanted to clean your hand for you. If you’re not comfortable with it,

you’re welcome to help yourself.”

He was upset-Deirdre could hear it in his voice. That hurt feeling did not make her

loosen her lips, though. She quietly took the tissue and cleaned her wrist under the

table. At times, she accidentally rubbed against her injury, and a little of that pain

would break out of her face and make her lip twitch.

She finished her meal as quickly as she could and rose. “I’m finished. I should go

back.”

Brendan wished God could give him more time, but he had to admit it was getting late.

Besides, he could not risk being too forward in rekindling their relationship by this

point. The only way they could get somewhere was through slow, steady, baby steps.

“Alright. You get an early rest, okay? If there’s anything you’ll like me to help with,

please don’t hesitate. I will help you. I promise.”

A glint flitted through Deirdre’s eyes as she nodded a little anxiously. The warden led

her back to the room where the other ten inmates waited in the corner, their eyes

boring into her.

When the warden left after a few words, they relaxed. One of them approached her

and pulled Deirdre by her hair. “Did you snitch?”