Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

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Chapter 223 Not that I Can Enjoy It Anymore

Brendan knew she was only compliant for Ophelia’s sake, but the result alone was satisfactory. He

asked for a digestion pill and pushed it into Deirdre’s mouth.

He checked the watch on his wrist. It was almost time. “Time to go.”

He wrapped Deirdre in a coat and led her outside. Sam was about to follow too, but Brendan stopped

him. “You’ll be staying at home today. Deirdre and I have some private business to attend to.”

Dr. Ginger waited for the two of them to leave before ambling close to Sam and leaning on the

bodyguard’s shoulder. He had a cheeky grin on his face. “Do you ever read the room, lad? Can’t you

tell that these two are going on a date?”

“A date?” Sam frowned. “No way.”

“Why not?” Unlike him, Dr. Ginger knew precious little about the couple’s messy history. Still, as he

shook. the hand towel clean, he pointed out, “Mr. Brighthall and Miss McKinnon’s relationship might be,

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uh-hem, complicated. But it’s obvious that their hearts are bound to each other. Misunderstanding is

the Devil stopping them, and now that it’s been cleared, it’s just a given that they will start going out on

dates again like a lovey-dovey couple, right?”

Sam watched their car disappear into the horizon in a daze.

It felt as though he was the only one who knew things were never as simple as they seemed

What was he thinking? What was Mr. Brighthall thinking?

Deirdre squirmed in the passenger seat Brendan was behind the wheel. The journey was unusually

long. and Deirdre’s fingers latched onto the edge of her seatbelt as her nerves gnawed at her.

“Brendan? Where are you taking me?”

“You’ll know soon enough.”

She bit her lip. “Is it another pet cafe?”

“Please,” he snorted, chuckling. “I don’t recycle my surprises. Guess again.”

She had no other guesses in mind.

Brendan decided to give her a hint. “It’s a place you really wanted to visit.”

A place she wanted to visit?

Confusion enveloped her. There used to be a motley of places she really wanted to visit. Growing up in

the slums had deprived her of many things, including the chance to see what the world was like out

there. But now, with her blindness, the outside world seemed treacherous and threatening. She had

lost her sight-and lost sight of her dreams.

She shook her head to dispel her daze. “I got nothing”

Brendan gave her a sideways glance. In her lifeless eyes, he saw… nothing.

His brows were furrowed. He turned forward, saw that they had reached their destination, and stepped

on the brake. “We’re here.”

Deirdre could hear sounds even through the window. They sounded loud and joyful. Brendan opened

her door, and the revelry hit her like a truck.

She gripped his sleeve hard. “Where are we?”

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Brendan scanned their surroundings and finally decided to give her a direct answer. “At an amusement

park.”

It was one of the places she had always wanted to visit. She longed to enjoy such an experience so

much that she had even brought it up to Brendan a few times in the past, but the man had always

scoffed at her idea. The only people who would be impressed by an amusement park were kids, he

had said. It was a boring place dripping with childish attractions for juveniles.

Deirdre was surprised to hear that this was where he had decided to go. Shaking herself out of her

shock, she turned away. “Let’s go home.”

Brendan gripped her shoulder and forced her to turn back to him. “What’s the matter? I thought you

wanted to come here.”

“I did.” The corner of her lips twitched. “But that was all in the past.”

She pointed at her eyes. “I can’t see anything now. I could be on the Ferris wheel, where the beauty of

the city spreads before my eyes, and I’d see nothing I could be sitting on a roller coaster, having the

time of my life while the world blurs and flits past me, and I’d see nothing. I can’t even stand here,

alone and unassisted, without being swept away.

“I like being in an amusement park. But it’s not like I’m capable of enjoying it now.”

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