Chapter 846 What If I Give Myself to You...

As Reparation? "Oh, he’s right, Miss McKinnon! I just remembered that I have a lot of work cut out for me. I guess I can only try your cooking some other time."

With that, Sam left.

Brendan turned to Deirdre’s deadpanned stare and said placidly, "He knows he’s too busy to quietly and slowly enjoy these simple things in life. I’ll have to do."

Of course, Deirdre knew Brendan had threatened Sam into leaving.

"It’s a big pot of soup, for crying out loud. Can you finish it by yourself?"

"I can," Brendan replied under his breath.

"If you’re the one who made it, then I'll drink it all." Deirdre thought Brendan was exaggerating, but it turned out he made do with his promise, after all.

It even shocked Mrs.Engel by the time she returned to the mansion.

Brendan was not known for his appetite, which had only grown smaller after his injuries.

Deirdre drank about half of her own portion and believed that there was nothing especially delicious about her soup, anyway.

Brendan pulled her into his arms when they were done and said, "Let’s do it again next time."

Deirdre feigned a glare.

"Am I your cook?"

He bit her fingertip.

make it for you instead if that upsets you.I’m sure I’ve more

"Pass."

of the soup Brendan made.She would rather starve herself than drink a

it means nobody

looked moved, but the twinkle in his eyes quickly

into her eyes, he said, "How am I supposed to make it up for you? Maybe I should

with his fingers, and

heart surprisingly

on, Brendan Brighthall.I’m never falling into your trap

The days passed.

with him—he would often

told

me

Deirdre nodded.

the master

made her way

Brendan walked out of his study and tucked

"Wanna go out?"

day.Besides, I think I might have been eating a

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