Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

Chapter 837 Do You Really Love Miss McKinnon?

Brendan showed up at the door, appearing rather tired. His sharp eyebrows were tightly furrowed and only relaxed ever so slightly at the sight of Deirdre having dinner quietly in the dining room. He walked over and placed the box in his hand on the table.

"Why are you having dinner so late?"

Deirdre ignored the man’s concerning inquiry and kept her head lowered to eat her meal.

Brendan paid no attention to her reaction and opened the box. "It's a good time, though. Have a taste of the cake I bought you. I remember that you used to like this pastry shop's cake in the past."

He had waited in line for two hours. Otherwise, he would have returned earlier.

He picked up one of the cake slices and placed it on Deirdre's plate.

She did not respond to that and got up after finishing her meal and headed upstairs.

"Deirdre?" Brendan furrowed his eyebrows and stretched out his hand to clutch the woman's wrist. Before he could say, "What's going on with you?" Deirdre caught him off guard by freeing herself. Her eyes were calm but filled with faint hatred and disgust.

"Don't touch me."

his hand. He had no idea why Deirdre would suddenly behave so differently

himself and thought about it. It seemed that there was

shop you like was packed with customers. I waited in a very long

applaud him because he had come

love, but at the same time, it explained his lateness. Had she not taken the stroll today out of a sudden inspiration, perhaps she would not have been able to see through the man's lie and would have accepted the man's explanation as

or did you engage in two hours of

at the thought of him touching Charlene

with Brendan

in utilizing my privilege? Even if you have to wait in line for two hours, someone would be willing to get you

Deirdre's sarcastic remark unpleasant

in all circumstances. You used to wait in line to get me my favorite bagel for five hours, and I would like

breath. "I acknowledge that I'm home late tonight, and I won't do

Deirdre's gaze dimmed.

she would have fallen for it had she not