Resent, Reject, Regret

Chapter 900 Yield

‘Out all night, huh?’

Deirdre was under the assumption that he was back but sleeping in the next room.

She said in frustration, “It’s possible… that I slightly pissed him off…” “Angry with you, Mrs. Brighthall? That can’t be possible.” Mrs. Engel was astonished. “How can Mr. Brighthall possibly be angry with you when he loves you so much? Or… did something happen last night?”

Deirdre had a hard time finding the right words. She could not tell Mrs.

Engel that she had failed to seduce Brendan and that he found her cheap, right?

It would be humiliating.

“Nothing much… We got into a small quarrel, and Brendan was angry, so he left.”

Mrs. Engel was curious. “Small quarrel? For real? Mr. Brighthall would actually be angry with you…”

She muttered to herself while she headed to the kitchen to serve breakfast.

I can’t just let this situation continue until more conflicts are triggered. If he isn’t fond of

work at last in the afternoon. She stood up straight on the sofa upon hearing the commotion. She sensed the man walking into the living room and stopped momentarily

and said softly to Deirdre, “Mr. Brighthall looks to be in a much better mood but still seems pretty

She

past. Apparently, he

up and asking, “Where is

up. “Are you

not figure

behave. A relationship will only last if the other

the kitchen

cup of coffee. She knew Brendan’s preference because she frequently made coffee for

to carry the cup upstairs before passing it

to brace herself

“Come in.”

Deirdre entered the room.

looked at the woman who showed up in the room for a brief moment before looking away quickly. However, he could not pay attention to reading

“I got you coffee.”