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.

made for me doesn't taste like this,”

It tastes

Mrs. Engel to make one for you. Her cooking skills are as good as mine. You don't have to waste your time

took a deep breath and continued. " This is just the first time. I just need more practice. Mrs. Engel, throw

the table, she asked, “Should I go make more soup for you two, sir? Mrs.

yet. He rose to his feet and

After they came out of their house, Deirdre asked, ‘We two just hit the headlines yesterday, and we're going to show

her that they were going to a secretive place, he thought

your hand and appear in front of the

Brendan leaned closer to help her adjust her

Brendan

back into the car. There were several times Brendan grabbed Deirdre’s hand whenever they came across a traffic light. He would kiss her hand several times before letting her go and driving the