Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

Chapter 25 Who Dares Deny Me a Child?

The receptionist kindly escorted Deirdre to the front door. She thanked the former before adding , “Can you tell me where the closest pharmacy is?”

The receptionist was not sure why she needed one, but she gave her the required directions either way. With help from her walking stick, Deirdre made her way to the pharmacy and asked for some morning-after pills.

Despite how soft her voice was, it managed to attract some attention. A gang of teenage hoodlums made no attempt to hide their laughter , gibing, “Why would an ugly b*tch need morning-after pills?”

Deirdre ignored them and went out of the store. She wasted no time, downing the pill without even asking for a glass of water. Yes, her tormented body was hardly fertile anymore, but she would not take even a one-in-a thousand chance of bearing the Devil’s spawn.

The receptionist had not actually left. She stood at a distance and watched Deirdre discard the pill package,

feeling bewildered. After the woman left in a cab, she went to that exact garbage bin and perused its contents, making sure that was what she thought she had seen.

Oh my god. It really was a morning-after pill!

they could to bear Brendan a child – and yet this weirdo would rather

mentioning it to a close colleague when they met in the pantry. “That woman’s all scarred and ruined, right? But turns out she’s been riding a high horse this whole time! If I were the one having sex with Mr. Brighthall, you bet your *ss I’d be holding on to the baby 100%! Do you know what that scarred -face woman did instead? She went to the

Who’s against bearing my

froze. Too late, the man in question was already standing by

to subzero. Lowering her head deferentially,

reflected his irritation. “I asked, who’s against bearing my

been in the hospital a while ago. After making . sure Charlene was okay, he had rushed right back to his office and passed by the pantry. That was when he had overheard

stopped them from saying anything, but after some thought, they realized Deirdre was probably just

McKinnon, Mr. Brighthall. After you left, she bought some morning-after pills and took them. She must have known she is

Clank!

a sudden ruckus. Brendan had swiped

the table to the floor, but his eyes betrayed even more unappeased violence. Startled, the crowd began to stare, but he ignored them all. “Where the hell is

But should he not be glad that Deirdre was self-aware?! Why was he

that woman to bear him