Chapter 1020 Miss Collins Is Spending the Night

Deirdre felt mixed feelings in her heart all of a sudden. Yet, it would be possible that Mrs. Engel’s behavior would only put her and Brendan in trouble. Deirdre shut her eyes slowly and opened them again. She cracked a smile and said, “It’s fine. They’re only talking about important work matters, and I’m incapable of joining the conversation.” “Why can’t they discuss the work matters after dinner instead of doing it in your presence?” Mrs. Engel shook her head. “Silly girl, you must learn to be cautious of nasty characters. You may find someone to be nice, but that person may not necessarily appreciate your kindness.” Deirdre’s mouth tasted bitter. “Mrs. Engel, you do care about me sincerely. If only I got to meet you sooner.” Mrs. Engel’s eyes were reddened with tears, and she hugged Deirdre. “It’s not too late now. I’m still waiting to hold your child, Mrs. Brighthall!” “Hmm…” “Oh right, you must watch out for Miss Collins. Even if Mr. Brighthall isn’t interested in her, he will still be swayed sooner or later. One should never allow a mistress to get involved with one’s relationship regardless of the mistress’ attitude.” “Alright.” Mrs. Engel was only put at ease when Deirdre promised her. “The kitchen is too hot. You should go outside.” Deirdre walked outside to find that Brendan and Emily were still chatting. Brendan placed down his cutlery when he saw Deirdre. “Why did you stay in the kitchen for such a long time?” Deirdre said, “I had some dessert and talked about the dessert’s recipe while I was at it.” Emily exclaimed, “Are you good at making desserts too, Miss McKinnon?” Brendan’s eyes were tainted with pride when Deirdre was mentioned. “Haven’t I told you that she is so good at making desserts that no one else can compare to her?” ‘No one else can compare to her… ‘That sounds really unpleasant.’ Emily’s expression turned cold. ‘My pastries don’t mean anything.’ Soon, she regained her smile. “I want to try Miss McKinnon’s baking for sure if I have the time! I bake pastries too as a hobby, yet Mr. Brighthall didn’t seem too pleased with them the last time he ate some. That was truly troubling to me.” Emily smiled in frustration. Deirdre felt her heart racing and looked in Brendan’s direction with great effort to open her eyes. ‘He ate the pastries baked by Emily? ‘Does he know what this means?’ Deirdre felt heavy-hearted and did not wish to stay here any longer. “I’m tired. I’m going to rest first.” Brendan furrowed his eyebrows. “You haven’t finished your dinner yet.” “I’m already full from tasting the dessert in the kitchen,” Deirdre answered nonchalantly and headed upstairs by holding the handrail. A loud thunder cracked outside as she was going up the stairs. It was very loud, and the sound of a heavy downpour was heard soon afterward. Emily’s expression was filled with concern instantly. “It’s raining? I shouldn’t have stayed for dinner if I knew this would happen. It will be difficult to drive in the heavy rain.” Brendan did not invite Emily to stay for dinner, but she did help him with something during dinner. In addition, she was Deirdre’s attending doctor, so Brendan decided to practice chivalry. “I shall get the help to prepare a guest room so you can spend the night here first.” Emily was shy. “Will that be cumbersome for you?” “There’s nothing cumbersome about it. It’s just a guest room. No one’s sleeping in it even if you’re not here.” “Sure.” Emily smiled nonchalantly. “If you say so, I won’t decline your offer anymore, Mr. Brighthall.” Deirdre could not hear the remaining conversation after she entered the room. Her mind was filled with thoughts about Emily staying overnight. ‘I suppose nothing is going to happen, right?’ She wanted to lock the door subconsciously but chose not to do it when she remembered Brendan telling her that he was coming tonight. She felt a weight on her chest at the thought of how delightful he was when he chatted with Emily earlier.