Chapter 792 Did You Get Scalded?
There was no telling how his decision would affect the staff members at the management level.
âSure. Iâll spend time keeping her company every day.â
The doctor could see that Brendan was sincere, so he spoke more pleasantly. âThatâs right. If you put in the effort, the incident that got her admitted to the hospital wonât happen again, and the baby will be fine.â
Deirdre realized instantly that Brendanâs change of attitude was to ensure the babyâs safety so he would have a successor 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, âDonât simply walk around. Be careful because you might bump into the passersby.â
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, âYou havenât been to the company for almost a year, Mr.
Brighthall. The company is already growing restless. If you still donât return to the company, Iâm afraid the board of directors will be out of control.â
Brendan was planning on letting Deirdre rest after being discharged from the hospital, but he could only decide to return upon hearing the update. â Make a booking for tomorrowâs flight tickets.â
âYes, sir.â
Deirdre refused to go upstairs for even a step upon her return, but she sat on the sofa absentmindedly.
Surstrateâs 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 Kyranâs identity.
At the thought of that, Brendanâs heart wrenched in pain. He held Deirdreâs slim arms tightly to feel her presence.
âAre you hungry?â
All Deirdre had had during her time in the hospital was boiled, bland food that was not very nutritional.
Brendan caressed her hair and said affectionately, âShall I cook a bowl of chicken soup for you?â
Deirdre took a glance at him. Brendanâs cooking skills did not convince her.
Brendanâs interest was piqued. He placed Deirdre on the sofa and covered half of her body with a blanket before he rolled up his sleeves to head to the kitchen.
He served her a bowl of chicken soup when he was done cooking. âGive it a taste.â
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.
âI learn to cook chicken soup when Iâm free during my time here in Surstate. I know that you will surely need a nutritious meal during your pregnancy.â
Deirdre lowered her gaze calmly and did not respond excessively, itâs completely unnecessary. You are totally capable of buying a ready-made soup that someone makes in view of your status.â
âThat will not show my sincerity.â
Deirdre looked at him without bothering to conceal the mocking look in her gaze. âDo you think that I need your sincerity, Mr. Brighthall?â
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. â Deirdre, I can give you anything, but I canât let you go.â
Deirdre opened her mouth to say something, but she kept quiet and placed the chicken soup bowl down.
âYou donât want it anymore?â
âI would like to rest.â
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.
âHave another half a bowl.â
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 splashed onto Brendan.
âHiss!â
The pain from the burning soup was unbearable. Brendan immediately stood up, but the first thing he did was to ask Deirdre, âDid you get scalded?â