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Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

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Chapter 174 Have Children When Your Body Has Recovered

At that thought, Brendan was having trouble concealing his agitation. He had to calm himself down for

a moment before he said, “I don’t have any urgent matters to attend to today, so I’m back home to rest.

Don’t overthink the situation.”

He ended the call concisely. Charlene clenched her teeth and swept away all the items on the table out

of anger after seeing her phone’s dark screen.

‘Deirdre! Deirdre! Screw you, Deirdre!

‘If it was not for Deirdre, Brendan and I would have already consummated our relationship yesterday

night and perhaps I might have already been pregnant with Brendan’s baby. But Deirdre had to destroy

everything for me!”

“I want you dead, b*tch!”

After venting her anger frantically, Charlene turned around to find the assistant standing at the door,

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looking embarrassed. A look of surprise flashed past her expression.

The assistant suppressed her shock when her eyes met Charlene’s and forced a faint smile. “Are you

alright, Ms. McKinney? I heard noise in the office earlier and I thought it was the mouse that I found

some time ago.”

“Yes, it was.” Charlene smoothened her hair and smiled apologetically. “I saw the mouse on the table

and it startled me. I’m sorry for messing up the room.”

“It’s fine.” The assistant said, “It’s good that the mouse didn’t scare you too badly. You can leave

everything for me to clean up.”

“Hmm, sure.” Charlene left, holding the food container, but she stopped for a moment when she

reached the door and said, “Ms. Scott, Brendan doesn’t like it when someone messes up his things.

Please don’t tell him about this incident. Otherwise, it will affect our relationship, which won’t be

beneficial for anyone.” “Of course, of course. Don’t worry about that, Ms. McKinney. It’s just a trivial

matter, so it’s not necessary to let him know about it.”

Charlene walked out of the office with a smile. Her smile faded when she got in the elevator, and she

pulled out her phone to make a call, her eyes tainted with coldness.

“Hey, have someone monitor Deirdre and inform me as soon as she is alone. I would like to talk to her

privately. Also, get rid of Ms. Scott, Brendan’s assistant at the company, for me.” 1

Brendan returned to the dining table after ending the conversation and saw that Deirdre had already

finished half of the pasta in the bowl.

He could see that her appetite was big, as he had cooked quite a large portion of pasta. His initially

cold expression turned normal, and he got himself a plate from the kitchen so he could share some of

Deirdre’s pasta.

Deirdre was stunned upon sensing his actions.

She knew that Brendan was not accustomed to sharing food because she remembered Brendan

sharing

a portion of his food with brand-new cutlery when he had been with Charlene once.

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“What’s going on? Eating?”

Brendan was unconcerned. He ate slowly and found that the food had a delicate flavor but was not too

bland either.

Deirdre stopped herself from overthinking and got up from the chair after she finished her food.

Before she headed upstairs, Brendan caught her off guard by saying, “Deirdre, my offer to compensate

you still stands.”

Deirdre’s footsteps halted to a stop. She could not understand why Brendan would suddenly bring that

up, but he said, “I’ve already sent someone to look for doctors specializing in infertility treatment.

There’s still a chance that you might get pregnant. You could be a mother after your body has

recuperated.”

Deirdre was shocked and felt her blood rushing through the veins in her body frantically. She bit her

lower lip abruptly and said, “It’s fine, I don’t want that!”

Brendan furrowed his eyebrows. “I don’t believe that you would want to lose your chance of becoming

al mother so easily, which is why I’m trying to help you!”

‘Help me?

‘Am I supposed to thank you for that?”

“What’s going to happen when my body recuperates? Am I supposed to have a child?”