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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.
Brendan pulled her into his arms when they were done and said, "Let’s do it again next time."
Deirdre feigned a glare.
"Am I your cook?"
He bit 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 Brendan made.She would
rather starve herself than drink a drop of his stuff.
"I'll make it if it means nobody gets poisoned today."
Brendan looked moved, but the twinkle in his eyes quickly dimmed.
Gazing into her eyes, he said, "How am I supposed to make it up for you? Maybe I should give the rest
of my life to you as reparation.That way, I can treat you and our child right."
He smoothed her hair with his fingers, and his silent vow sounded almost too sincere.
Deirdre froze and felt her heart surprisingly heating up.She turned away.
"Dream on, Brendan Brighthall.I’m never falling into your trap anymore."
The days passed.
Brendan’s work seemed to have caught up with him—he would often stay in his study for the entire
day.
Mind- numbing ennui had begun to torment Deirdre, so she told Mrs.Engel she wanted to go out for a
change of scenery.
Mrs.Engel replied hesitantly, "Let me ask Mr.Brighthall first, okay?"
Deirdre nodded.
The man was the master of this house, after all.
Mrs.Engel made her way 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.Besides, I think I might have been eating a lot more
lately.My clothes are starting to feel a little too tight."
Brendan considered the woman’s body.
She used to be so petite, but now, she looked much healthier and plumper.
He controlled his impulse to feel her and nodded.
Those viral searches and the discourses they brought should have died down considerably for the past
two days, right? Deirdre would be fine.
"What time are you coming back?"
"About 4:00 or 5:00 p.m., maybe.I won't take long."
"Okay."
Brendan leaned forward and grazed her lips with his own.
"I'm in the middle of something, so I won’t be able to keep you company.Call me when you're done,
okay? I'll take you home."
"Okay."
Brendan turned to the older woman and told her to be mindful of the crowd.The two of them left.
Mrs.Engel found the entire exchange quite amusing, so she remarked, "You know, Mr.Brighthall
seemed to be in the middle of a meeting when I went inside.It was so serious and grim there! Then I
told him it was about you, and he instantly closed his laptop like the whole meeting was dismissed!"
Deirdre imagined Brendan, in his most presidential manner behind the desk, suddenly breaking
character because Mrs.Engel walked into his study.
It felt so comical the corner of her lips curled.
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