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.

nothing else works. I can’t just let this situation continue until more conflicts are triggered. If he isn’t fond of me being spontaneous, I won’t be spontaneous

on the sofa upon hearing the commotion. She sensed the man walking into the living room and

the vase and said softly to Deirdre, “Mr.

She

past. Apparently, he

and asking, “Where is the coffee

you planning

could not figure out any other way apart

lovers should behave. A relationship will only last

the kitchen

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

carry the cup upstairs before passing it to

stood at the study room’s door to brace herself and knocked

“Come in.”

Deirdre entered the room.

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

“I got you coffee.”