Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

Chapter 258

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Chapter 258 I Hate Being Lied To

“Do you really think I have no way of checking how long your shift really was?” Brendan raised a voice

recorder, playing an audio clip of one of the restaurant workers speaking. “Deirdre McKinnon? She left

at around nine,” they said. “I don’t have the deets, but if you’re looking for a pianist for your dining

experience, I’m afraid you’ll have to come again tomorrow!”

Deirdre’s face turned white as a sheet. She had not expected Brendan to come up with a counter–

strategy.

The fury in his eyes had only grown exponentially. “I hate being lied to, you know that? So why do you

keep pushing my buttons? We’re finally out of the woods with Sterling Fuller, and you’re hooking up

with Trevor Carlson now?”

Deirdre’s eyes widened. She hardly had the chance to wonder how Brendan had managed to get his

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name before feeling a force clutching at her jaw. Pain.

He bore down on her, his fury oozing out of him like miasma.

Suddenly, it was as if they had gone back to that time again–those cursed days when they had

repulsed, disgusted, and distrusted each other.

“Who did you meet in those two hours after you left the restaurant?” He snarled through clenched teeth

and shot her an icy glare. Then, brusquely, he ordered, Undress. Now.”

Deirdre raised her head, feeling shocked. He snorted. “What? Are you afraid? Is it because someone

else has touched you?”

Her lips trembled. “Don’t do this, pl-”

“You forced me!” He suddenly bellowed, his eyes red, his hands around her neck. He slammed her

against the bed and climbed on top of her. “You have no idea just how patient I’ve been, do you? I

thought you’d learn and come around, but you just. Keep. Pushing. My. Buttons!”

His snarl was as cold as a blade. “I’m not gonna ask you nicely again. Take off your clothes yourself

before I tear them from your body!”

Deirdre instinctively protected her left arm. If she undressed, her bandaged wound would be revealed.

She looked down, her face still ashen, and said quietly, “If you must, then do it. I haven’t had sex with

another man, and you’ll know it.”

The way she looked down and hid her face only fanned Brendan’s flames. Enraged, he snatched her

arm.

She suddenly let out a pained whimper. Her lips turned white, and she began quivering.

“D–Deirdre?” Brendan reeled, loosening his grip in disbelief and confusion. She was sweating, he

realized, and her face was wet with tears.

His mind turned blank.

As soon as he snapped back to his senses, he removed Deirdre’s coat and rolled up her sleeve.

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Bandages–covering the lower half of her entire arm–immediately met. his eyes.

All the color left Brendan’s face. “Who did this to you?!”

Deirdre was only able to speak after her initial agony subsided a little. Her eyes reddened with tears. “I

s–s–slipped and fell a–and my elbow landed first. I got hurt, but it was an accident, I s–swear. It was an

accident, and I–I’m gonna be even more. careful n–now…”

She was in so much pain that her voice came out as a croak, yet she would rather croak if it meant she

could emphasize that it had been an accident.

Brendan felt his chest wringing in pain. Instinctively, he turned to sarcasm. “For f* ck’s sake, Deirdre, is

your job your only God and salvation?! You’re so f*cking worried about me being mad about your work

accident that you’d rather make me think you’ve been going out with another man than tell me the

truth?! I guess I will not hear a word of truth when your hand gets amputated at work!”

Deirdre curled into herself frightfully, her lips thin. “I’m s–sorry!”

“No! Do not tell me you’re sorry! That’s not what I want, damn it! I want you to be true to me, Deirdre!”

He took a deep breath and suppressed his flaring temper. He gingerly traced the wound on her arm

through the bandage and asked, “You were at the hospital, weren’t you?”

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