Resent, Reject, Regret

Chapter 247 I Bet You Want to Run Away, Right

‘Oh, right. Brendan…”

Deirdre’s eyes were filled with disappointment, as she knew that Brendan would never agree to that..

Maeve’s heart melted with pity when she saw how dejected Deirdre was. “Deirdre, isn’t it nice to stay in the villa? Why do you want to get a job so badly?”

“I suppose it’s because I need the slightest sense of recognition and I want to feel needed by the world?” Deirdre said in a self–mocking tone. “Plus, I can’t keep depending on someone else to provide for me. If I perform well at this job, it will signify that I could survive somewhere else from now on. In case… In case you need help, I will be able to fork out money for you without relying on Brendan.”

Maeve was surprised to learn that Deirdre wished to be independent. She found it hard to imagine that a woman who was almost incapable of living independently would think like that.

She realized that Deirdre wanted to rely on herself if she could instead of being content with her current life.

At that very moment, Maeve suddenly understood why an outstanding man like. Brendan would be so deeply in love with Deirdre. It was because some people’s charm went deeper than the surface.

“In that case, I think that you may discuss it with Brendan. I believe that since you two are married, he will consider your wishes as long as you can take care of yourself.”

confident that she could do that at all but she

give

let this opportunity

at night, and it was already nine o’clock by the time Brendan came home. He went straight to the

dessert she had prepared and knocked

in‘. The very moment Brendan saw Deirdre, his anger diminished

assumed that Deirdre would never yield

Want

she’s such a dull, indifferent

spoke in a rigid, cold tone as he rifled through the pages of the document on the table. However, he

but she suppressed the urge to walk out of the room repeatedly

the dessert and said, “I… I’m here to serve the dessert that I

enjoyed, as it was very fragrant, not sickly sick, and so flaky it would

said nonchalantly, “Sure, you can put it there. I’ll eat it

move. Brendan shifted his gaze to her nervous face, unable to take his eyes off her. “What’s