Chapter 900 Yield

'Out all night, huh?'

Deirdre was under the assumption that he was back but sleeping in the next room.

She said in frustration, "It’s possible... that I slightly pissed him off..." "Angry with you, Mrs. Brighthall? That can't be possible.” Mrs. Engel was astonished. "How can Mr. Brighthall possibly be angry with you when he loves you so much? Or... did something happen last night?"

Deirdre had a hard time finding the right words. She could not tell Mrs.

Engel that she had failed to seduce Brendan and that he found her cheap, right?

It would be humiliating.

"Nothing much... We got into a small quarrel, and Brendan was angry, so he left."

Mrs. Engel was curious. "Small quarrel? For real? Mr. Brighthall would actually be angry with you..."

She muttered to herself while she headed to the kitchen to serve breakfast.

on the fork and thought, Til just apologize if nothing else works. I can't just let this situation continue until more conflicts are triggered. If he isn't fond of me being spontaneous,

returned from work at last in the afternoon. She stood up straight on the sofa upon hearing the commotion. She sensed the man walking into the living room and

the vase and said softly to Deirdre, "Mr. Brighthall

nodded. She could

have already approached and sat with her if this was the past. Apparently, he still had

hesitated momentarily before getting up and asking,

Engel’s eyes lit up. "Are you planning to

She could not figure out any other way apart

Engel was overjoyed. 'This is how lovers should behave. A relationship will only last if the other lover appeases the

to the kitchen

of coffee. She knew Brendan's preference because she

Engel helped to carry the cup upstairs before passing it to

at the study room's door to brace herself and knocked on

"Come in."

Deirdre entered the room.

showed up in the room for a brief moment before

"I got you coffee."

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