Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

Chapter 829 Are You Worried About Me?

At that time, the only person he cared about was Deirdre. When he was hungry, he would order her to serve him the food regardless of how tired she was. At that time, he felt as if he was doing her a big favor by just talking to her.

'So, this is how her life was... So, this is how she felt...'

He had been in there for less than ten minutes, and he was already this tired. One could imagine how tired Deirdre was in the past.

"Brendan?" Deirdre knocked on the door again when Brendan did not respond. "Come out now. This isn't something you can do. If you want some chicken soup, I can give the recipe to Mrs. Engel and ask her to make it for you."

Brendan never expected that he would be defeated by something so trivial as cooking, while he was the alpha in the business circle.

It took him a lot of effort to cut the chicken into pieces. After that, he said," It’s okay. I'm almost done." 'He’s almost done?' Deirdre was skeptical.

"Open the door now."

Brendan hastily cleaned up the kitchen and opened the door.

the noise from the stove before turning her head to Brendan and sighing. "What are you up to again?" 'You don't want to make chicken soup for me, so I'll make one for you. From now onward, I'll cook

back to rest right now. Your wound hasn't

heard what Deirdre said. "Are you worried about me,

Deirdre was stumped.

impossible for her to communicate with the man in

did not want him to stay at home, but it seemed to her

were injured because of Tobey, so of course, I’m concerned about your

Brendan’s face sank.

him that his injury had nothing to do with Tobey. However, Tobey had gone to

in the future. He gently wrapped his arms around the woman, and his towering height dwarfed her petite stature. He buried his nose in her shoulder and said, "That means you're worried about

did not want to argue with

him, and Brendan was a little bit reluctant to let go of her. He moved his head, and when Deirdre noticed his

we hugged. There are no people in the living room now," said

Deirdre's face turned red.

kiss. The soup boiled over when he was about to progress to the next step. Smoke began to rise from the stove, snapping Deirdre out of her trance. She hastily pushed Brendan’s hands

face was livid with rage as he turned off the heat. "I thought we need to let it simmer for more than an hour? How did it boil over so