Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

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Chapter 557 I Want a Divorce

“Treat him like he’s my husband?

If she had a chance like this in the past, she would be so delighted that she could not sleep all night. She found it

cynical now that she heard Brendan’s request and resisted the idea very much in her heart.

“What if I don’t?”

Brendan’s gaze was still. He walked one step closer to the woman and exhaled warm breath when he spoke, yet the

words he spoke were cold. “I will just consider that you wish to continue this relationship willingly, and I’ll come and

take you back to Neve when I’m done with my tasks.”

“That would be impossible!”

Brendan smirked mockingly. “Would you like me to remind you once again? You have a favor to seek from me,

Deirdre. It’s you who wants to get a divorce and not me who is forcing you to get it.

“You can always turn around and go back. I’ll just pretend that nothing happened today.”

‘Go back?”

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Deirdre’s chest felt so heavy that she was suffocating. ‘If I were to go back, all my previous efforts would be

wasted, right?”

“I won’t.” Deirdre shook her head, shut her eyes, and opened them again. She then spoke in a determined tone, “I

want a divorce!”

Brendan looked at her, his dark eyes filled with complicated emotions and stillness. A moment later, he held her

hand tightly and said, “Perform your role properly then.”

He held her hand, guided her to cross the front of the car, and headed to the passenger seat door. It was fortunate

that he loosened his grip after she got into the car He got into the driver’s seat and began to drive the car slowly.

Deirdre was expecting his provocative words and offensive body language, but nothing happened.

She felt relieved.

No one enjoyed being provoked, let alone Brendan. She figured he was probably not trying to hold her hand by

force but only because he was not fond of others’ disobedience.

Deirdre’s mood calmed down. Meanwhile, the car stopped.

She heard Brendan’s voice saying, “We’re here.”

“Ah…” Deirdre tried to remove the seat belt, but it was stuck, perhaps due to the wrong way she had buckled it.

She could not unbuckle the seat belt after a long time

Beads of sweat formed on her forehead. Meanwhile, the man next to her moved. Soon afterward, he leaned over

and pinned her down with his upper body.

His tall, muscular figure exuded a blazing hot temperature, his masculine presence filled the air, and his thin lips

were only a few millimeters away from kissing her lips. She batted her eyelashes violently and waited for Brendan

to help her to remove the seat belt. Yet, he did not respond after waiting for a long.

time.

“You…”

Meanwhile, the seat belt retracted.

She quickly suppressed the surging emotions in her chest and opened the door quietly.

Just as she was about to get out of the car, she heard Brendan say, “Your heart is racing, just like how you were

when we first met.”

She pretended not to have heard that and got out of the car.

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Brendan had a reservation at a Waterfront restaurant. The crowd grew sparser the further they walked, especially

when they got close to the seaside. The feeling of the cold wind blowing on her face was unpleasant.

Very few people were around even when they were about to arrive at the restaurant.

Deirdre could not refrain from saying, “Why did you choose Waterfront Mall?”

It would be rather romantic during summer, but it was winter now. The sea wind was unpleasantly cold. There was

only the seaside scenery, but she could not even see it.

Brendan did not answer her.

They let go of each other’s hand when they arrived at the restaurant’s entrance. The waitress approached them

and led them to the window seat.

The waitress enthusiastically promoted the dishes when they were ordering by saying, “The best seller here is our

cranberry dessert. Would you like to order it so you can share it with your friend?”

“Friend?” Brendan raised his head.

The waitress came to realize the situation and said, “You’re a couple, huh? I’m sorry. I noticed that you haven’t

been interacting much, so I assumed you’re only friends… So, is the girlfriend angry? Let’s serve you a dessert in

the house. I’ll get it.”

The waitress left in a panic while Brendan said in a self-mocking tone, “I’ve only ever seen friends being mistaken

as a couple. We’re obviously married, yet we’ve been mistaken as friends…”

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