Chapter 792


    Chapter 792 Did You Get Scalded?


    There was no telling how his decision would affect the staff members at the management level.


    “Sure. I’ll spend time keeping herpany every day.”


    The doctor could see that Brendan was sincere, so he spoke more pleasantly. ‘That’s right. If you put in


    the effort, the incident that got her admitted to the hospital won’t happen again, and the baby will be


    fine.”


    Deirdre realized instantly that Brendan’s change of attitude was to ensure the baby’s safety so he


    would have a sessor and not because he cared about her.


    She mocked herself for overthinking the situation and turned around in preparation to leave.


    Brendan caught up to her and held her hand with his huge, warm palm. He reminded her softly, “Don’t


    simply walk around. Be careful because you might bump into the passersby.”


    Deirdre did not respond, but Brendan acted cautiously and even draped a jacket over Deirdre when


    they were outdoors.


    When they got into the car, the assistant said, ‘You haven’t been to thepany for almost a year, Mr.


    Brighthall. Thepany is already growing restless. If you still don’t return to thepany, I’m afraid


    the board of directors will be out of control.”


    Brendan was nning on letting Deirdre rest after being discharged from the hospital, but he could only


    decide to return upon hearing the update. ” Make a booking for tomorrow’s flight tickets.”


    ‘Yes, sir.”


    Deirdre refused to go upstairs for even a step upon her return, but she sat on the sofa absentmindedly.


    Surstrate’s weather was constantly changing between hot and cold. Brendan was worried that she


    would be cold, so he held her in his arms.


    Deirdre did not reject his hug but turned herself into a puppet that made no response to anything.


    Brendan felt uneasy in his heart upon seeing her reaction.


    Deirdre used to be so lively with Tobey, yet she was so apathetic now. He used to see that side of her


    too, and that was before he feigned Kyran’s identity.


    At the thought of that, Brendan’s heart wrenched in pain. He held Deirdre’s slim arms tightly to feel her


    presence.


    “Are you hungry?”


    All Deirdre had had during her time in the hospital was boiled, nd food that was not very nutritional.


    Brendan caressed her hair and said affectionately, “Shall I cook a bowl of chicken soup for you?”


    Deirdre took a nce at him. Brendan’s cooking skills did not convince her.


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    Brendan’s interest was piqued. He ced Deirdre on the sofa and covered half of her body with a


    nket before he rolled up his sleeves to head to the kitchen.


    He served her a bowl of chicken soup when he was done cooking. “Give it a taste.”


    His tone was tainted with a tinge of hopefulness.


    Deirdre did not wish to eat, but she did not wish to give Brendan a reason to lose his temper. Thus, she


    forced herself to take a spoonful. It tasted delicious beyond her expectations.


    Deirdre looked up in surprise. Brendan smirked and thought about how his hard work these days had


    paid off.


    “I learn to cook chicken soup when I’m free during my time here in Surstate. I know that you will surely


    need a nutritious meal during your pregnancy.”


    Deirdre lowered her gaze calmly and did not respond excessively, it’spletely unnecessary. You are


    totally capable of buying a ready-made soup that someone makes in view of your status.”


    ‘That will not show my sincerity.”


    Deirdre looked at him without bothering to conceal the mocking look in her gaze. “Do you think that I


    need your sincerity, Mr. Brighthall?”


    She wanted freedom.Brendan was well aware of that in his heart, and he felt as if his enthusiasm was


    dampened. He tried to remain calm with great effort. ” Deirdre, I can give you anything, but I can’t let


    you go.”


    Deirdre opened her mouth to say something, but she kept quiet and ced the chicken soup bowl


    down.


    ‘You don’t want it anymore?”


    “I would like to rest.”


    Brendan furrowed his eyebrows. He had made the soup with great effort. It was fine if she did not like


    it, but she needed it for her nutritional needs.


    “Have another half a bowl.”


    Brendan picked up the bowl and raised the spoon to her lips. Deirdre avoided and knocked over the


    bowl amid her struggle. The soup was sshed onto Brendan.


    “Hiss!”


    The pain from the burning soup was unbearable. Brendan immediately stood up, but the first thing he


    did was to ask Deirdre, “Did you get scalded?”