Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

Chapter 845 Mr. Brighthall Wants It All to Himself

"How was I supposed to stay asleep after the racket you made? Besides, what are you making? Because something is definitely burning." "Nothing." Brendan wore a self-conscious expression, not unlike a thief. In fact, he quickly put the blame on Mrs. Engel. "It was Mrs. Engel! She forgot to turn off the stove before she left, and I smelled it burn. It’s basically coal now."

Deirdre was skeptical. Mrs. Engel would never do something so careless." Oh, really? Or were you trying to play chef again?"

Brendan knew his lie was coming apart in real-time, so he just told the truth. "Fine. I asked my mom for the recipe for the chicken soup she made for you yesterday because you seem to like it. I thought maybe I should make one for you every day. But... I didn't expect cooking to be so hard."

Deirdre was stunned. Amusement crept into her face. "Why are you so obsessed with something you're not cut out to do?"

Brendan looked down, his eyes transfixed on her slightly plump lips. "It's not an obsession or anything. I just... want to do more for you.”

rolled her eyes. "You're doing

the kitchen. "Are there any cooking ingredients left?" "Not much left." Surprise flitted through Brendan’s eyes. "You're going to cook?" "What

was plain to see, Brendan

every trouble in his mind. He threw his arms around Deirdre's waist from behind her and grazed her neck with his lips. "I really wish we could live like this now and

countered sharply, "How about you talk about

out of his arms. "What

and answered, "We still have some chicken." "Chicken?" "Yeap. And it will

the mansion within half an

not even going

he did nothing wrong. "I'm just saying, we have

when they wanted to pointedly ignore someone. Brendan helped a little, and