Chapter 852 I Need More Time

Brendan sank into silence. Deirdre withdrew her fingers into her palm and turned away.

The journey was a silent one as they drove to the old residence. Since Brendan had informed the Brighthall family entourage beforehand, several maids and domestic workers waited for her arrival.

When Deirdre got out of the car, Brendan said, “There has always been just one person in my heart, and that’s you, Dee. I just need more time.”

He did not stop to visit the house. Instead, he drove away. Deirdre had not even made her way to the living room when

Madame Brighthall appeared and hurried toward her. One of the maids was even calling out to her from behind. “Please, ma’am! It’s cold and windy out here! You should put on more clothes!”

Deirdre stayed where she was, her feet rooted to the ground. Madame Brighthall approached and greeted jovially, “Deirdre, dear, Bren told me you’re coming to stay for two days!”

Brendan had even lied to his mother.

her hand tightly and exclaimed, “This is great! This is wonderful. We have everything here. Everything you'll ever need

in the residence for two days. Settling down hardly required much acclimation since Madame Brighthall was completely devoted to making Deirdre

Brighthall retinue followed the mistress’ example and also kept any less polite

ma’am, but does Mr. Brighthall really like Miss McKinnon? He placed her here while she is pregnant, for two days without ever coming to visit her. He never even

maid when

busy with his work. He hasn’t come back here for a really long time, you know? And there are so many things pending his decision” Deirdre gave a

chat. Midway through, however, one of the maids interrupted them

came back a different woman altogether. In fact, her hand seemed

“Anything wrong, Madame Brighthall?”

willed herself to be calm and

she was holding back information, so she decided not to ask at all. After a while, Madame

“Where are you going?”

I'll be back around the evening. If you’re bored while I am away, have the maid accompany you in our garden. A little

that, Madame Brighthall turned away and hurried off almost a little too eagerly. From her spot on the couch, Deirdre felt the assault of

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