Resent, Reject, Regret

Chapter 812 Are You Going to Cook for Him, Ms. Mckinnon?

‘Then why would his wound hurt at night?”

Brendan looked at Deirdre in surprise. He could not hold himself back and held her hand with their fingers interlaced.

Dr. Lang sighed. ‘This is normal when inflammation happens. But as long as Mr. Brighthall takes medicine accordingly and avoids some food, his wound will heal eventually.” “Alright, then,” said Deirdre.

After Dr. Lang left, Brendan grabbed Deirdre carefully in his arms. There was a hint of joy in his pair of eyes as he said, “Are you worried about me, Deirdre?”

Before waiting for Deirdre to say anything, he continued. “I’m really happy about it.” She was worried about his wound. This was something he did not dare to imagine before today.

Deirdre gave him the cold shoulder and pushed his arm again.

“Please, don’t get it wrong. You made too much noise last night. I don’t want to get disturbed by you anymore.”

After that, she turned around and went into the kitchen.

on a glass of milk. When Mrs. Engel saw Deirdre, she sighed. “Mr.

the chicken soup yesterday?”

after taking a few sips. I wonder if it’s because he

moment. When she came to her senses, she said,” Don’t worry about that, Mrs. Engel. Your soup tastes good. I think he’s

so. But if Mr. Brighthall refuses to eat or drink anything, his wound might

again after what Mrs. Engel said. After she finished her milk,

a.m. What’s the matter?”

just that I wonder if

you going to cook for Mr. Brighthall so

down,” Deirdre said helplessly. “I’m not cooking for him because I’m worried about

anything. She just did

had just helped her alone. After all, Brendan had hurt her a lot, but since he had saved Tobey, she figured she should help Tobey to pay

know,” Mrs. Engel said

cooking for Brendan before, and this was the first time. Mrs. Engel dried her hand on