Chapter 917 Do I Have to Lie to You?

Feeling refreshed after using the women's bath gel, Brendan held and embraced Deirdre in his arms. Seeking compliments, he asked, “Am I still smelly this time?” “Yes,” said Deirdre bluntly and stubbornly. “Please don’t come into my room at this time. I don’t want to handle the trouble when Charlene comes looking for you.” Upon sensing something, Brendan lifted Deirdre’s chin with his fingertips, stared at her facial expression, and pondered. “Are you angry?” “It’s just an act. Why should I be angry?” replied Deirdre rather embarrassedly. “In that case, why am I feeling that you are as jealous as a cat?” Brendan chuckled. “You have been overthinking. I just find it bothersome—” murmured Deirdre. But before she could finish her words, Brendan’s lips met hers. Their breaths were mixed up and messy. When they were done, Brendan said, “Deirdre, if only you could somewhat harden your heart.” “What do you mean?” asked Deirdre, looking pale. “Nothing has happened between Charlene and