Chapter 905 No Man Could Suffer This

Deirdre emerged from her room, causing Mrs. Engel's eyes to twinkle before she immediately rushed to greet her. "Mrs. BrighthaII! You’re here!"

Brendan immediately pulled his arm out of Charlene's.

Charlene glowered. She finally had the chance to be alone with Brendan before this b*tch decided to ruin it!

Not that she could point her fingers right now. Deirdre was bearing Brendan's child. It was only normal that the man was disinclined to show any sign of intimacy with her while the woman he impregnated was standing right there.

Thus, Charlene launched back into her well-practiced pretense. "Aren’t you feeling unwell, Miss McKinnon? Why are you here?"

the stairs with Mrs. Engel's help and curled the corner of her lips. "I got hungry just like you, Miss McKinney. After all, I'm pregnant," she replied. "Besides, this is your first meal since coming to my house, and it'd

that she was the mistress of the property-her manner and word choices were calculated! Even the timing of her arrival was meant to dump a

should learn something from you before Brendan starts making small, unhappy sounds whenever I fumble a little as the house host in the near future." "It’s okay. No need to be flustered. Manners and etiquette aren't things you can learn in a few days, Miss McKinney, but I'm happy to teach you during your stay. I’m going to need

a damn as long as I'm here. In fact,

though someone had jabbed thorns into Charlene’s ears. "What’s that

depends on how much you'll allow me to stay. A woman still needs to recuperate after giving birth, right? And since I've gotten so used to being here... Of course, if you don't like me, I guess I'll have to

even

irked her. That b*tch had the audacity to egg her on just because

in the mansion, though, was he not? And as soon as she slept with him-and got their child together -Deirdre would lose whatever meager attention Brendan had for her already. She would be as relevant as a piece of

pieces of ribs for Brendan while squeezing in as many overtly suggestive

accepting or rejecting them. After Mrs. Engel set a bowl of steaming soup at the table, he filled a bowl and

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