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Resent, Reject, Regret Chapter 877

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I’ve Seen It All Already-Including Some Pretty Private Places

Deirdre shook herself out of her trance and nodded. “They have recovered nicely.” “But that’s not what

you’ll say if the police come and ask the same question, okay? Tell them you’re hurting everywhere and

remain in the hospital.”

Deirdre froze. “Is that even allowed?” “Of course, it is,” Brendan replied matter-of-factly. “You’re at your

safest when you’re staying here. Nobody can ruffle you while I get to be close to you till my heart’s

content.” ‘Close to me?’

Ever since Brendan came clean about his true feelings, he had been acting way too candidly. Deirdre

could not even tell what it was making her feel, so she pretended she did not hear that.

“Are the bruises still there?” he asked.

Deirdre snapped out of her thoughts and shook her head. Hesitantly, she admitted, “I mean… at least I

think they’re gone.” “Let me have a look.”

Pink hues tinted her cheeks. “What?” “The police’s going to send someone to examine your injuries,

right? They’ll only let you stay here if those blue-black bruises remain obvious enough,” he explained

matter-of-factly. “Since you don’t know, then I’ll have to be the one to examine them.”

She heard no stray emotion from his voice and bit her lips in uncertainty. Maybe she was overthinking

things…

She put her spoon down. Steeling herself against her growing embarrassment, she showed him her

arm. “A-Anything?”

Her skin was as gorgeous as porcelain. After a few days of rest, he could not catch a single flaw. His

breath hitched.

Deirdre heard no answer and asked again, “A-Are they still there?”

Brendan finally snapped out of his trance. “Uh, no.”

That made Deirdre anxious. “Oh no! What now?” “Well, the injuries on your arms were the least serious

ones. But the ones on your waist and around your ribcage were pretty bad if I remember correctly.”

The tip of Deirdre’s ears seemed to be burning. She wished a hole would crack open from the ground

and swallow her whole. Why did they have to be there? She was not wearing her bra at the moment!

“I, uh, see. Then we should, uh, ask Shea to check-” “She’s busy with errands right now,” Brendan

answered immediately, his eyes fixed on her. “She’s not here.”

Shea was standing by the door, ready to enter. She heard Brendan’s claim and wisely withdrew her

hand from the doorknob. Maybe she should return after running three laps in the hospital’s massive

backyard…

“She’s busy? Sounds unlikely. You told her to leave us alone and nothing else,” Deirdre replied

skeptically. No matter how often she tried to call out for her, Shea simply did not respond.

Brendan raised an eyebrow. “Told you. She left.”

Deirdre bit her lips. “Then we should ask a nurse to do it instead.”

Brendan suddenly leaned close, his finger tipping her chin upward. He studied the blushes on her

cheeks and murmured under his breath, “Don’t be shy, Deirdre. The nature of our relationship is such

that I’ve seen everything already, including your more… private places. It’s passed the time to be coy

and awkward. Besides, I’m only worried about your injuries.”

Deirdre wanted to refute him but found no counterargument. Brendan was right. He was only worried

about the state of her injuries. Acting shyly at a moment like this was just… so inappropriate.

She steeled herself against her panic, mentally calmed herself, and pushed the bedtable away. Then,

she lay down. Awkwardly, she tugged the edge of her shirt and slowly peeled it upward, exposing her

slim waist. The almost alabaster-like color of her skin practically shone, and one could easily see it

undulating from her breath.

She bit her lips and pulled it away from her ribcage.

“So… Is this o-okay?”

At first, there was silence. And then the sound of a man’s breathing grew heavier and heavier.

Perplexed, Deirdre thought of pulling her shirt down again.

The man’s lips practically meshed into hers, robbing her of her breath. In fact, it felt as though he

wanted to rob her of her soul.

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