Resent, Reject, Regret

Resent Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 260

Chapter 260 A Surprise For You

Looking at Deirdre, the doctor suddenly understood why Brendan was so encouraging.

Brendan himself did not seem overly emotive, but a closer inspection of his eyes revealed thawed frost and an almost shy smile blooming beneath. “Yeah. I believe you.”

Dr. Ginger read the room and knew it was time for him to go.

Deirdre went to search for the wooden music sheet upstairs. Halfway through, she stopped on the stairs, turned around, and declared, “For your information, Brendan, there is nothing going on between me and Mr. Carlson. Not today, not tomorrow.. and not ever!”

She let the handrail lead her back to her room. Behind her, Brendan’s handsome features seemed to soften into a fluffier imitation of themselves under the house’s gentle lighting.

Was this her definitive denial of his accusation?

This was the same woman who would make a conscious effort to spare him as few words as possible, but now… Look at how cute she was being, trying to explain herself!

the scores on her wood-carved music sheet, so she placed her good hand on her desk and imagined piano keys

walked in, teasing her. “Dee Dee, come on! You gotta see

herself unwilling to set it down completely.”

I’m not going to explain it and ruin the surprise for you, sweetie. You’re

her hand led by the rail, and

pushed against the surface and it caved inward, releasing

hand… resting on

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tittered. “I was watering the garden outside when I saw this huge beast sitting right there. Gave me a good fright, I swear! I bet it costs a lot too, doesn’t it?” Sawyer, the designated grunt tasked to move the piano into the house, chuckled.” More than $30,000, ma’am. Rather premium quality, too. Mr. Brighthall made it really clear, though: He didn’t care how much it cost as long as Miss McKinnon liked it!

daze by the staggering price. She doubted the piano at her workplace was worth that much. “Can we return

were nonplussed. The man scratched his head and wondered aloud, “Sorry-return it? You mean… you don’t like it? Well, there are more where this came

it.” She hung her head, her voice hushed. “It’s too expensive for me. I don’t even play at

Mr. Brighthall’s

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