Resent, Reject, Regret

Chapter 830 Does He Love Me?

Deirdre did not know what Brendan had put into the soup, but it tasted just as she expected. It was bitter and salty.

"How is it?”

Just as Deirdre was about to spit it out, the man sitting next to her asked, his voice filled with expectation, and he looked just like a kid asking for a compliment.

In the end, she swallowed it and said, “It’s not bad." "That means it's tasty."

Getting a compliment from someone like Deirdre, with superb cooking skills, meant that the soup tasted really good. With that thought in mind, Brendan said, ‘You should eat more since you're pregnant. If you like it, I'll cook for you every day.”

Deirdre lowered her head and munched on the meat.

Brendan looked at her for a while and got himself a bowl of soup as well. He frowned and spat it out as soon as he put it into his mouth. ‘What the h* II is this!?" "Chicken soup,” replied Deirdre.

for me doesn't taste like this,” Brendan

It tastes

Engel to make one for you. Her cooking skills are as good as mine. You don't have to waste your time this way." "How can you call it a waste of time when I make soup for the mother of

the first time. I just need

Mrs. Engel was cleaning the table, she asked, “Should I go make more soup for you two, sir? Mrs. Brighthall hasn't taken

eaten anything yet. He rose to his feet and said, "No need. We'll go out to

come around to her senses, Brendan held her hand and led her out of their house. After they came out of their house, Deirdre asked, ‘We two just hit the headlines yesterday, and we're going to show ourselves in public today? Are you not worried that

Brendan was about to tell her that they were going to a secretive place, he thought

hand and appear in front of

head up, and Brendan leaned

the first time Brendan treated

not say anything back to Brendan and went back into the car. There were several times Brendan grabbed Deirdre’s hand whenever