Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

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Chapter 770 Is She Making Things Difficult for You?

Julia was especially displeased. "Why are you smiling?” "Nothing. There’s something that I need you to know.

Professor Ward hired me, so it ought to be Professor Ward who speaks to me in person if he wants to fire me. Only

then I’ll leave. Even if you have the courage to infuriate me, I will not leave here either."

Julia narrowed her eyes. 'Why? Do you love this job so much that you will put up with a person like me?"

Deirdre said honestly, "It’s because I need money and need to make a living to support myself. If you were to pay

me a full 40,000 dollars, perhaps I might consider not working as your piano teacher and tender my resignation on

my own accord."

Julia was stunned for a moment before she said angrily, 'You wish!"

Then, the lesson lasted until night.

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Deirdre could tell that Julia was rather interested in playing the piano because she stopped being so cynical when

she was engrossed in the lesson.

Deirdre met Professor Ward at night, and he sounded like a kind, easygoing person. He was also earnest in his

conduct and ordered his assistant to send Deirdre home. 1

She was so hungry that her head felt dizzy. She had just cooked some pasta when Tobey entered the house and

said, after smelling the food scent, "Why are you working so hard today? You're still cooking after you come home

from work?"

Deirdre told him to wash his hands with a smile.

Tobey looked at her expression and propped himself up against the marble countertop as he asked, "How's work

today?" "Pretty good." Deirdre removed her apron and felt amused at the thought of Julia. "The girl in the

professor’s house is a rather interesting person." "How so?" Tobey could not help becoming serious. "Is she making

things difficult for you?" "Not really." Deirdre was having a hard time describing Julia. "She has a unique personality.

She feels like a thorny... rose? There are thorns on her, but very few. She is not particularly unreasonable but is

lofty with a tinge of childishness. She does engage in childish acts frequently, possibly because she is still a child.”

Tobey served the two plates of pasta. "Is that so? As long as she isn't too troublesome. After all, you can't see. If you

were to encounter a misbehaving child who bumps and hits everything, it would not be good for you." 'That's not

the case.” Deirdre lowered her head and ate two bites of pasta quickly. She remembered something and said, "I'll

be home late tomorrow." 'What's going on?" "Professor Ward told me in private that he is away from home

frequently, leaving Julia alone, which results in the child's defiant personality. He hopes that I can keep Julia

company more." Deirdre weighed her choice of words before she said, "It’s sort of like being half a guardian, I

suppose. I will only need to keep her company until Professor Ward is home." 'What time would that be?" "8:00 or

9:00 p.m."

Tobey wiped his hands and said, "That's late. However, I can pick you up on my way back from the construction site.

I’ll call you tomorrow." "Sure."

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The next day, Deirdre prepared dinner early.

Deirdre was not counting on Julia to order takeout for her, and she refused to eat the takeout as well. She was

pregnant now, so she tried to eat healthier meals to the best of her abilities.

She packed the food in a container, wrapped it in cloth before she went downstairs to hail a taxi, and headed to the

destination.

Julia opened the door just as before, and her expression changed drastically at once when she saw the greasy bag

Deirdre was holding. She waved her hand dismissively and said, 'What is that? Get that thing out of my face! Don’t

just bring anything to this house! Do you think that we’re a dumpsite or something?"

Deirdre was confused. "What's going on?" "I'm a neat freak. Will that be alright? Get that thing out of my face. It’s

covered in grease. Go and wash your hands in the kitchen quickly! Don't get that grease on my piano!"

Julia disliked that very much, and Deirdre found it amusing. "The bag is very clean because I washed it a few times.”

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