Resent Reject Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 561
Chapter 561 You’re Not Gonna Be Held Responsible For This
“Kyran, I’m going to sleep.” Deirdre’s heart raced. What if Kyran heard the waitress?
Kyran seemed to look over it. “Alright. You rest early. Good night.”
“Good night.”
The call ended.
Deirdre’s frazzled mind calmed down considerably. She pushed open the door and left
the washroom, where the waitress led her back. She barely had a second to settle on
her seat when Brendan snuffed out the cigarette between his fingers. ‘The food’s gone
cold from waiting for you. I even had to order a whole new course.”
Deirdre ignored him, and he somehow did not take any offense to it either. He just let the
waitress serve something new. While waiting, Brendan’s interrogation began. “What took
you so long? What were you doing in the washroom?”
She red at him coldly. “I’m having my period, happy? I had to be inside for a bit
longer. Are you going to take offense to that?”
‘You always have yours on the 1 oth day of the month.”
Deirdre was taken aback and scrambled to cover her tracks. ‘That’s Charlene’s period.
Not mine.”
Brendan said nothing.
They ate their food in silence. It was supposed to be a candlelit dinner, but there was not
a wisp of romance in the room. It felt like two strangers being forced to eat at the same
table.
As they ate, a newmotion joined them from outside. Rhythmically, drips turned into
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a shower. Then in a blink of an eye, the shower turned into a downpour.
rm shadowed Deirdre’s face. “It’s raining?”
Brendan frowned despite himself. Their car was parked about 100 meters away. “All
storms have an end.”
His prediction was off. Even after they finished their meal, the downpour showed no sign
of ending. The waitress came to their rescue the way she knew best. “The rain might go
all the way to 12:00 a.m. At least the rain is getting gentler by now, but it might get worse
need it?”
Deirdre nodded. ‘Thank you.”
“How many?”
‘Two.”
“One.”
They answered at the same time.
Brendan frowned. “Are you crazy? Is this a time for stupid hangups? You said two. Can
your eyes see now? Or do you think you can hold an umbre on your own?”
Deirdre’s face paled, but she could not defend herself. In her silence, Brendan said,
“One, please.”
He rose to the door while Deirdre followed. He grabbed the umbre from the waitress,
opened the door, and found himself bracing an icy, wet gust.
Brendan got the umbre up and shoved its handle into Deirdre’s hand.” Take this.”
She was confused. Then, suddenly, she felt a warm coat over her head. It was filled with
his warmth and his faint cologne, but most importantly, it blocked out all of the wind that
came sweeping.
She froze. Brendan took the umbre and pulled her into his chest with his free hand, his
movement so bafflingly natural one might think it was a matter of fact. “Stay close. Don’t
slip.”
His broad, strong shoulders and his powerful arms seemed to shield every element
nature could throw on them. Even as her foot sank into a rainwater puddle, Deirdre’s
mind was still mired in a stupor. She could not shake off the illusion that the man
standing next to her was not that irredeemable devil she loathed with all her soul but the
angel who showed her heaven.
The angel who would always look out for her, care for her and put all of his attention on
her and her alone.
Kyran Reed…
A biting gale pped her across her cheek. Deirdre shuddered and finally snapped out
of her trance.
Had she gone mad!?
She clenched her hands into fists. She had imagined the man next to her as Kyran! God,
how could she even do such a thing? She insulted Kyran with thisparison. She
insulted herself!
Deirdre pulled the coat down her head and gritted her teeth. “Find a ce right now and
put your coat back on. I don’t want it. I don’t need it.”
Brendan stopped in his tracks. “Calm down. If I end up getting sick, I won’t me it on
you. You’re not going to be held responsible.”