Resent, Reject, Regret

Chapter 742

Chapter 742 What Do You Prefer: a Son, Or a Daughter?

Fionn proved to be rather trusting and did not press on. He simply replied, “Okay, then.”.

Tobey gripped Deirdre by the shoulders. “We don’t have much time, Dee. You know Brendan better than I do, right? You practically live with him. You’ll be the one to vie for the most opportune time, you hear? I’ll never change my number, and I’ll always be around where you live. Anytime you’re ready to flee, you give me a heads-up, and I’ll take you away from all of this. We’ll go somewhere so foreign even Brendan would not know where to look!”

Tobey was oozing so much conviction that Deirdre finally yielded. Her mind was a million panicked thoughts rising at once, but she forced herself to think as coherently as she could. “What about Madame Russell?” she asked. “When Brendan’s possessed, he goes all the way through the bottom of the barrel. He’s not gonna let anyone go, not even Madame Russell.”

“Don’t worry about that. I’ll send my mom to live in her hometown these few days until all of this blows over. She doesn’t like living in cities but feels right at home in any rustic countryside.”

That calmed Deirdre down.

The time she had bought had run out. She pushed the door open and walked out, but before she left, she told Tobey under her breath, “Thank you.”

Tobey had taken a gambit with his life just so she could have a chance to escape Brendan. That was a sacrifice so momentous that failure ceased to become an option. The medical examination went on swimmingly, and Brendan was overjoyed. He pulled her into his arms as he read their report and breathed in her ear, “Would you rather we have a baby boy or a baby girl?”

In the past, Deirdre would have thought either was fine-as long as he was the one who fathered it. But things were different now. It was precisely because he had fathered it that made the child so undesirable.

She could not leave him hanging, so she cast her eyes down and replied,” A boy, I guess.”

Brendan, surprised, cupped her face so he could meet her in the eyes.* Why?”

“What do you mean, ‘why?’”

Brendan wanted to reply, “Because that was not your answer back then.”

He distinctly remembered the night of their wedding when a few of their friends wanted to play Truth Or Dare with the newlywed couple.

Deirdre was selected again after the last round, and she was dared to mouth-feed Brendan strawberries. The experience flustered Deirdre so much that she chose Truth.

One of their friends then asked, “Do you want a baby boy or a baby girl?”

Deirdre shot a look at Brendan, whose forced smile was indicative of annoyance. Still, she loved him so much that she ignored his subtle ire and answered sincerely, “Baby girl.”

“Why?”

Brendan interjected, “That’s a second question. Truth is over.” Content © copyrighted by NôvelDrama.Org.

Deirdre did not resent the follow-up. In fact, she willingly—though quietly- answered,

“Because I think… I think she’s gonna be very happy to be born to this family.”

She knew she was just a placeholder on that wedding night. She harbored no delusions about it.

But she still loved him.

Little did she know just what cruel fate awaited her from then on-she could not have predicted it.

“No reason in particular,” said Deirdre.

Brendan reminded himself that, as Kyran Reed, he should not know much about

Deirdre’s past, let alone her old preference. He feigned a casual tone and replied,

“Huh? And here I thought you’d like a baby girl more.”

Something in Deirdre’s eyes darkened. She turned her head sideways just in time before Brendan could see mocking amusement in her eyes. She used to want a daughter, but now she feared for her.

She was terrified that her daughter would suffer the same terrible fate as she did.

“What about you?” she asked.

The corner of Brendan’s lips curled. He did not even hesitate. “A baby girl.”

That was out of Deirdre’s expectation. She had been under the impression that

Brendan’s dogged desire for a child stemmed from his need to find an heir for the

Brighthall family. But now that she thought about it, maybe his answer was precisely because he was sure their child would not see the world. Even if she did arrive, Brenda would probably sideline her as an illegitimate child.