It would be impossible that he did not feel angry because of his icy cold answer.

Deirdre sat on the sofa in a daze and attempted to test his mood by pouring him warm water.

“Warm your hands first. It must be cold outside.”

Brendan stared at Deirdre and felt his anger diminish substantially after seeing her nose and hands reddened by the cold.

He received the mug and said, “Do you know why I’m angry?”

Deirdre shook her head.

“You could have informed me before you left the house, and I