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

at last in the afternoon. She stood up straight on the sofa upon hearing the commotion. She sensed the man walking into the

to Deirdre, “Mr. Brighthall looks to be in a much better mood but still

nodded. She could

sat with her if this was the past. Apparently, he still had pent-up anger because

up and asking, “Where is the coffee machine,

eyes lit up. “Are you planning to make coffee for Mr.

“Hmm…” She could not figure out any other way apart

Engel was overjoyed. ‘This is how lovers should behave. A relationship will only last if the other lover appeases the angry

to the kitchen

a cup of coffee. She knew Brendan’s preference

cup upstairs before

at the study room’s door to brace herself

“Come in.”

Deirdre entered the room.

his hands and looked at the woman who showed up in the room for a brief moment before looking away quickly. However, he

“I got you coffee.”