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.

let this situation continue until more conflicts are triggered. If he isn’t fond

returned from 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

while she was dusting the vase and said softly to Deirdre, “Mr. Brighthall looks to be in a much better mood but still seems

nodded. She could

the past. Apparently, he still had pent-up anger because he

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

“Are you planning to make coffee for Mr.

“Hmm…” She could not figure out

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

to the kitchen and set up the

coffee. She knew Brendan’s preference because she frequently made coffee for

the cup upstairs

door to brace herself

“Come in.”

Deirdre entered the room.

the woman who showed up in the room for a brief moment before looking away quickly. However, he

“I got you coffee.”