Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

Chapter 830 Does He Love Me?

Deirdre did not know what Brendan had put into the soup, but it tasted just as she expected. It was bitter and salty.

"How is it?"

Just as Deirdre was about to spit it out, the man sitting next to her asked, his voice filled with expectation, and he looked just like a kid asking for a compliment.

In the end, she swallowed it and said, "It’s not bad." 'That means it's tasty."

Getting a compliment from someone like Deirdre, with superb cooking skills, meant that the soup tasted really good. With that thought in mind, Brendan said, 'You should eat more since you're pregnant. If you like it, I'll cook for you every day.”

Deirdre lowered her head and munched on the meat.

for a while and got himself a bowl of soup as well. He frowned and spat it out as soon as he put it into his mouth. 'What the h* II is this!?" "Chicken

soup you made for me doesn't taste like this," Brendan said as he took Deirdre's bowl away.

to waste your time this way." "How can you call it a waste of time when I make soup for the mother of my children?” Brendan complained. He took a deep breath and continued. " This is just

was cleaning the table, she asked, "Should I go make more soup for you two, sir? Mrs. Brighthall hasn't taken anything

to his feet and said, "No need. We’ll

they came out of their house, Deirdre asked, 'We two just hit the headlines yesterday, and we're going to

a secretive place, he thought of something. He took a cap out of the car and put

I hold your hand and appear in front of the public?" he

her head up, and Brendan leaned closer to help her adjust her cap. "I

was the first time Brendan treated Deirdre

was not used to such affection. She did not say anything back to Brendan and went back into

grabbed Deirdre’s hand whenever they came across a traffic light. He would kiss her hand several times before