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Chapter 594 Who Are You Cooking For?
'You were only lucky that Declan noticed that in a timely manner. What if Declan 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 eyelashes 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."
In the next moment, she furrowed her eyebrows tightly.
Brendan exerted strength in his fingers, and she inhaled sharply from the pain.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"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 at large, 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 the last 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 one last 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
planning on serving it to you in your study..."
A loud slap landed on Laura's face. Cillian was furious. "How dare you try to deceive me, you b*tch?"
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmLaura 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 cleaning lady at home knows
about that, but you don't? On the contrary, Declan 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-in-law and me. Are you going to join the fun as well?"
Laura looked at Declan in a manner that was begging him to leave.
Declan 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."
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