Chapter 226 Please Continue Loving Me

Failing to answer her own question, Deirdre laughed mirthlessly to herself. “Don’t tell me this is all about atonement, Brendan. You never opened yourself up to me over the course of our two years together, but even I know you’re not the type to suffer through anything in the name of atonement.” The real Brendan Brighthall would always use money to get out of things—even his own moral failings and irreparable wrongs. He would never care to use any other method. Why would he? Why squander his precious time and effort? Brendan was nonplussed. Even he did not know why. Was it because he did not want Deirdre to lose that one last hope she clung to? That one last thing that stopped her from stepping over another ledge? Was it because he could not bear the thought of her hating him? Was it because he would not be able to stomach seeing Deirdre writhing in hellish anguish after discovering her mother’s death? It was all of that. That was why he had to make Deirdre fall in love with him