Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

Chapter 904 This Is Unfair to Miss McKinnon!

"Where's Deirdre?"

Mrs. Engel's impression of Brendan had sunk to its nadir. Had he not been her employer, she would have ignored him as though he did not exist." She's in her room." "Hmm."

He sounded so non-committal and nonchalant it irritated Mrs. Engel enough to speak out. "Mr. Brigthall, Charlene McKinney arrived and told me to prepare a guest room for her. She said she’s going to stay here for a few days!" "She’s here already?" Brendan remarked flatly. There was no sign to paint his reaction to lean either joy or disgust. In fact, it sounded as if he had been expecting it to happen. "Her injury hasn't healed yet, and I'm not usually at home. You should pay some attention to it while you can."

Mrs. Engel was appalled. "And you don't think this is unfair to Miss McKinnon, Mr. Brighthall? She’s pregnant with your child, sir, while you invite Charlene to stride into a house that belongs to the both of you as if-" "Is dinner ready?" Brendan suddenly interjected.

She froze. "Y-Yes, sir." "Get Charlene and Deirdre."

Brendan's attitude made it clear that he brooked no defiance. It stealthily reminded Mrs. Engel of her position as a mere employee and domestic worker. Thus, the older woman had no choice but to set the food on the table before calling out to the women upstairs.

It did not take Charlene long to show up.

aging woman-Charlene was dressed in a thin, flimsy spaghetti dress

motive was clear

sat next to Brendan, whose eyes remained nailed at his documents without

pressed his documents down and said, "Bren? No work allowed at the dining

folder and looked up,

ever. It was as if Charlene had put on some normal, oversized T-shirt. "Where's

Brighthall said she's not

to feel well at all? Brendan had brought another woman home! Mrs.

seem concerned either. "If her gastric is acting up again, just summon a doctor tomorrow and see

in a while, and then you lose your appetite. I don't think it's that big of a problem, though. She could always just come back to eat after

head and ordered

woman brought a bottle, and Charlene popped it open. She filled two glasses-one for Brendan, one for herself-and pushed