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

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

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

nodded. She could

already approached and sat with her if this was the past. Apparently, he still had pent-up anger because he headed to the study room without even

before getting up and asking, “Where is the

eyes lit up. “Are you planning to make coffee

She could not figure out any other way

A relationship will only

immediately headed to the kitchen and set

knew Brendan’s preference because she frequently made

Engel helped to carry the cup upstairs before

at the study room’s door to brace herself and

“Come in.”

Deirdre entered the room.

woman who showed up in the room for a brief

“I got you coffee.”