Resent Reject Regret by Aqua Summers novel Chapter 908

Chapter 908 Ruining Others’ Rest

Deirdre opened her eyes from the noise and froze.

Brendan, too, heard it, but neither of them moved. Someone was knocking, not on Deirdre’s room but Brendan’s. It did not take a genius to know who this not-mysterious-knocker could be, given the timing at late night.

A while later, the confirmation came unprompted. “Bren? Bren! Are you asleep already?” Charlene urged.

“Now what?” Deirdre asked in an undertone. Brendan was in her room! If Charlene continued to knock, she would soon realize no one was inside.” God, you shouldn’t have come here!” “It’s going to be fine,” Brendan replied calmly before beckoning Deirdre to lean close.

Charlene went on knocking for a while despite nobody answering, and she started to grumble to herself. Brendan was famous for being a light sleeper, and he did not usually sleep this early in the night. Even if he did manage to fall asleep, all that noise she made should have woken him! Thus, why was there neither sound nor anyone answering the door?

She wanted to give up-especially when the night was this freezing. And yet, part of her was just too defiant to quit. She ended up adding even more force to her knocks.

The door opened-not Brendan’s but Deirdre’s.

Deirdre strode out and stared at Charlene with a look of smug contempt.” Gosh, Miss McKinney, what’s the urgency? People are trying to sleep at this hour! Even I had to get upto see who it was. Come on, disturbing people’s rest is something frowned upon by society, Miss McKinney. Surely you can do better than that!”

For a moment, surprise overcame Charlene’s features. Few things required as little explanation as a woman knocking on the door of a man at an hour like this, after all. Her surprise only lasted for a moment, though, before her well-practiced smile resumed.

“Don’t worry your pretty little head over it, Miss McKinnon. Of course, I have a reason to look for Brendan at this hour… though it’d be in your best interest not to know what it is.” “Oh yeah?” Deirdre’s expression darkened. “Now that just makes me even more curious. What is this secret thing I shouldn’t know about?”