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.

if 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

the afternoon. She stood up straight on the sofa upon hearing the commotion. She sensed the man

was dusting the vase and said softly to Deirdre, “Mr. Brighthall looks to

She could

past. Apparently, he still had pent-up anger because he headed to the study room without even

and asking, “Where

lit up. “Are you planning

She could not figure out any

‘This is how lovers should behave. A relationship will

to the kitchen and

knew Brendan’s preference because

the cup upstairs before passing it

to brace herself and knocked on the

“Come in.”

Deirdre entered the room.

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

“I got you coffee.”