Deirdre had mixed feelings. She even wanted to ask, 'Since you love me, Brendan, why don't you trust me?' But she stopped when the words were about to spill out from her lips.

It was a meaningless quarrel, and she didn't want to continue it a second time.

"Taste it first. If you like it, I'll buy it for you again tomorrow."

"Okay." Deirdre nodded but didn't have the courage to open the box.

Seeing this, Brendan was a little surprised. "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing. I've been in the living r