Chapter 812 Are You Going to Cook for Him, Ms. Mckinnon?

'Then why would his wound hurt at night?"

Brendan looked at Deirdre in surprise. He could not hold himself back and held her hand with their fingers interlaced.

Dr. Lang sighed. 'This is normal when inflammation happens. But as long as Mr. Brighthall takes medicine accordingly and avoids some food, his wound will heal eventually." "Alright, then," said Deirdre.

After Dr. Lang left, Brendan grabbed Deirdre carefully in his arms. There was a hint of joy in his pair of eyes as he said, "Are you worried about me, Deirdre?"

Before waiting for Deirdre to say anything, he continued. "I'm really happy about it.”

was worried about his wound. This was something he did not

cold shoulder and pushed

get it wrong. You made too much noise last night. I don't want to get disturbed

that, she turned around and went

of milk. When Mrs. Engel saw Deirdre, she sighed. "Mr. Brighthall didn't eat anything today and yesterday." "He didn't eat the chicken soup yesterday?" "He did... But he put it down and stared at it after taking a few sips. I wonder if it's because he doesn’t like

worry about that, Mrs. Engel. Your soup tastes good. I think he's not in the mood for anything because his wound hurts too much." "Well, I hope so. But if Mr. Brighthall refuses to eat or drink anything,

what Mrs. Engel said. After she finished her

of faith in Deirdre's cooking skills and was grinning from ear to ear, "Mrs. Brighthall, I hope you don't mind me asking, but are you going to cook for Mr. Brighthall so that his wound will heal faster? That's great! Don't worry. I'll make sure you can find all the ingredients you need! Mr. Brighthall will be very happy when he finds you’re going to cook

need for her to explain anything.

all, Brendan had hurt her a lot, but since he had saved Tobey, she figured she should help Tobey

know,"

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