Chapter 594
Chapter 594 Who Are You Cooking For?
"You were only lucky that Den noticed that in a timely manner. What if Den hadn''t noticed in time?
You should have told me at once when something so risky happened so I could deal with it. I Know
howto make the man regret his action for the rest of his life better than you, yet what happened in the
end?"
Deirdre batted her eyshes and lowered her eyes ever so slightly while she listened to the man
recounting his worries.
"All you gave me are lies and deceit. You treat me and your identity like a joke. You still choose to lie
even when I''ve seen through your lie. Do you feel that I''m of no help to you, or do you just don’t take
me seriously?”
Deirdre felt her throat burning. "I feel that I shouldn''t trouble you."
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In the next moment, she furrowed her eyebrows tightly.
Brendan exerted strength in his fingers, and she inhaled sharply from the pain.
"Shouldn''t trouble me? Who gives you the right to think that you''re troubling me?" Brendan said in a
loud and clear voice.
Deirdre’s pupils constricted when she heard him saying, "Deirdre, I will never allow my wife to be
bullied like this, and I will never allow the offender to remain atrge, regardless of whether we''re
getting a divorce. It happened once today, but don''t let it happen again, and don''t let me be thest to
know.”
Upon saying that, the elevator door opened, and Brendan walked out gracefully, leaving Deirdre
behind. She felt suffocated by the weight on her chest.
‘So, the reason behind Brendan''s anger on the way to the hotel was that I hid this incident from him?’
She was under the assumption that Brendan did not care and couldn''t care less. On the other hand,
Deirdre began to scrutinize Brendan once after hearing his opinion earlier.
Yet, she calmed down quickly when she came to realize something.
She realized that it was only possibly his eagerness to excel at performing his husbandly duty onest
time and nothing else. If he really did regard her as his wife, why would he send someone to torment
her cruelly and ruin her in prison?
"Come."
Deirdre lowered her gaze and walked out of the elevator bit by bit.
In the Kings'' Manse, Laura was bustling about when Cillian walked into the kitchen in his silk pajamas.
His expression turned cold when he saw her cooking soup.
"Who are you cooking for?”
‘Why are you here?” Laura felt her heart racing.
Cillian repeated himself by saying, "Who are you cooking for?"
Laura''s eyes were tainted with a tinge of fear. She turned off the stove and said softly, "For you, of
course. I was nning on serving it to you in your study..."
A loud pnded on Laura''s face. Cillian was furious. "How dare you try to deceive me, you b*tch?"
Laura covered her face, her eyes reddened with tears, "I''m not, Cillian!”
‘You''re not?” Cillian pulled her hair. "I have never enjoyed having soup, and even the cleaningdy at
home knows about that, but you don''t? On the contrary, Den loves having soup. I bet you’re cooking
specially for him, right? You two-faced b*tch!”
Cillian was burning with fury. He pulled Laura’s hair and dunked her head into the sink. At the next
moment, someone grabbed his arm strongly.
‘Who''s that!?" Cillian turned his head in anger and saw the person clearly. His eyes were tainted with
scorn and mockery. "I was just thinking about who was being such a busybody at home. So, it turns out
to be my kind brother. What''s going on? This is between your sister-inw and me. Are you going to
join the fun as well?"
Laura looked at Den in a manner that was begging him to leave.
Den loosened his grip slowly and clenched his fists tightly. ‘You’ve misunderstood, Cillian. I felt it
would be inappropriate if Laura showed up with an injury on her face. We are expecting guests
tomorrow, after all. It''s going to make the family look like a fool.”