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.

just apologize 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

work at last in the afternoon. She stood up straight on the sofa upon hearing the commotion. She sensed the man walking into the living room and stopped momentarily before heading upstairs and shutting the

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

She could

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

before getting up and asking, “Where is the

up. “Are you planning to

not figure out any other

overjoyed. ‘This is how lovers should behave. A relationship will only

kitchen

Brendan’s preference because she frequently made

to carry the cup upstairs

to brace herself and

“Come in.”

Deirdre entered the room.

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

“I got you coffee.”