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.

The soup you made for me doesn't taste like this,” Brendan said

eating. It

can ask Mrs. Engel to make one for you. Her cooking skills are as good as

" This is just the first time. I just need more practice. Mrs. Engel,

table, she asked, “Should I go make more soup for you two, sir? Mrs. Brighthall hasn't taken anything since

realized Deirdre hadn't eaten anything yet. He rose to his feet and said, "No need. We'll

out of their house. After they came out of their house, Deirdre asked, ‘We two just hit the headlines yesterday, and

that they were going to a secretive place, he thought of something. He took a cap out

I hold your hand and appear

when she heard what Brendan said. She raised her head up, and Brendan leaned closer to help her adjust her cap. "I

was the first time Brendan

several times Brendan grabbed Deirdre’s