NovelEnglishChapter 210 Not to Get You Pregnant
The man was so strong that she was actually incapable of budging when his arms were wrapped
around her slender waist.
Deirdre turned her head to the side and said, “Let go of me.”
“Answer me first.” Brendan’s gaze was blazing hot. Their relationship had not progressed any further in
the past few days no matter how intimate their interactions had been. ‘Is her heart still invested in
Sterling? Is she having such a hard time getting over him?‘
Deirdre took a deep breath. She did not want to resist but she felt her body trying to escape
instinctively and she had no control over it.
“I don’t know.”
“Let me guess.” Brendan’s gaze locked on Deirdre’s face. “Is it because of Charlene or Sterling? Or is it
because of the child?”
Deirdre’s pupils constricted instinctively at the mention of the child, and Brendan frowned when he
noticed that.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHe was referring to the child in the car, but it was apparent that Deirdre had something else on her
mind considering her reaction. It seemed that she was thinking about their child, the one that had
ceased to
exist.
‘Could something have happened in the meantime that I’m unaware of?‘
Brendan furrowed his eyebrows. He had a lingering feeling that he had yet to learn something, and it
made him feel lost and uneasy. 1
He rested his chin on her hair. Brendan did not have the courage to ask Deirdre about her reason for
not wanting the child. It was painful for both of them, and the situation would get out of hand if he
brought up this topic of conversation.
“I… I should leave.” Deirdre took a deep breath and moved away from Brendan’s body before she
walked outside along the wall.
Her body was drenched. She headed downstairs after she got changed and smelled the bitter,
medicinal stench that filled the living room. Dr. Ginger smiled and told Deirdre, “Ms. McKinnon, you
came just in time. I was about to head upstairs to remind you that it’s time for your medication.”
Deirdre cracked a smile with great effort, took the medication cup, and downed the liquid medication.
Dr. Ginger observed Deirdre’s face and said in a gratified tone, “After consuming the medication on
time in the past two days, your face is pinker and you look much healthier. I believe that if you keep it
up for another month, you won’t need me anymore.”
Deirdre was stunned. Then, she said in a self–mocking tone, “I’ll be able to have children after a month,
is that right?”
She showed her aversion in such an obvious manner that Dr. Ginger was stunned. “That’s not certain
because Mr. Brighthall has only instructed me to treat you so you can regain your health. As for
whether you can have children, that is a variable.”
“Weren’t you hired to treat my infertility?”
Dr. Ginger chuckled. “I was supposed to, but Mr. Brighthall came to me afterward to tell me that the
medication was too bitter and you were so resistant to the treatment that it was unnecessary to
continue
the fertility treatment. Hence, I was instructed to help you get healthy. Haven’t you noticed that the
medication doesn’t taste as bitter as it used to anymore, Ms. McKinnon?”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmIndeed, she had been gagging so much that she had been unable to eat anymore after consuming the
medication. Afterward, her body had gradually not been as sensitive. She had assumed that she was
used to the medication yet she had not expected that the prescription would have changed.
“Ms. McKinnon, even though I don’t know why you resist getting pregnant so much, I can tell that Mr.
Brighthall didn’t get you treated because he wanted you to get pregnant. He did it because he cares
about your health. At the very least, he hasn’t asked whether you can get pregnant again, but he keeps
asking about your health.”
Deirdre felt as if her mind was working slowly, and her limbs were numb as she got upstairs. She lay on
the bed and thought about the past over and over again yet she could not figure out what Brendan’s
intention was.
By the time she was jolted back to reality, Brendan had already gotten out of the bathroom.
Deirdre shut her eyes in a haste. She could not figure out a way to confront Brendan, so she pretended
to be asleep.
Brendan moved closer and sat next to her. He ran his fingers over her forehead to smoothen her frown,
gazing at her with his blazing hot gaze.
“Are you asleep?”
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