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.

can’t just let this situation continue until more conflicts are

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 study room’s

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

She

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

before getting up and asking, “Where is the coffee machine,

lit up. “Are you planning to make coffee for

could not figure out any other

should behave. A relationship will only last if the other

the kitchen and set up

knew Brendan’s preference because she frequently made coffee

carry the cup

study room’s door to brace herself and knocked on the

“Come in.”

Deirdre entered the room.

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

“I got you coffee.”