Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

Chapter 846 What If I Give Myself to You... As Reparation?

"Oh, he's right, Miss McKinnon! I just remembered that I have a lot of work cut out for me. I guess I can only try your cooking some other time."

With that, Sam left. Brendan turned to Deirdre’s deadpanned stare and said placidly, "He knows he's too busy to quietly and slowly enjoy these simple things in life. I'll have to do."

Of course, Deirdre knew Brendan had threatened Sam into leaving. "It's a big pot of soup, for crying out loud. Can you finish it by yourself?” "I can," Brendan replied under his breath. "If you're the one who made it, then I'll drink it all."

Deirdre thought Brendan was exaggerating, but it turned out he made do with his promise, after all. It even shocked Mrs. Engel by the time she returned to the mansion. Brendan was not known for his appetite, which had only grown smaller after his injuries.

Deirdre drank about half of her own portion and believed that there was nothing especially delicious about her soup, anyway.

her into his arms when they were done and

a glare. "Am

her fingertip. "Let me make it for you instead if that upsets you. I'm sure I've more or less learned how to make it after watching you." "Pass.” Deirdre still felt her body trembling in fear whenever she thought of the soup

eyes, he said, "How am I supposed to make it up

hair with his fingers, and his silent vow sounded almost too sincere. Deirdre froze and felt her heart surprisingly

"Dream on, Brendan Brighthall.

entire day. Mind-numbing ennui had begun to torment Deirdre, so she told Mrs. Engel she wanted to

replied hesitantly, "Let me ask Mr.

The man was the master of this house,

upstairs. A moment later, Brendan walked out of his study and tucked a lock of Deirdre’s hair behind her ear. "Wanna go out?" "It's boring to stay at home for the whole day.

woman's body. She used to be so petite, but now, she looked much healthier and plumper. He