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.

nibbled on the fork and thought, Til just apologize if nothing else works. I can’t just let this situation continue until more conflicts are triggered.

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

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

nodded. She

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

getting up and asking, “Where is the coffee machine, Mrs.

Engel’s eyes lit up. “Are you planning

not figure out any other way apart from

A relationship will only last if the other lover appeases

kitchen and set

knew Brendan’s preference because she frequently made coffee

Engel helped to carry the cup upstairs before

door to brace herself and knocked on the

“Come in.”

Deirdre entered the room.

who showed up in the room for a

“I got you coffee.”