My Secret Billionaire Husband

Chapter 2803 - 2812: So, Are You Blaming Me?

"It’s okay, it wasn’t intentional. Thankfully the fire was put out in time, so there were no serious consequences," Edward Cooper was not one to see a girl cry. Upon seeing she was tearing up, he comforted her instead.

"Indeed, we were fortunate that there were no serious outcomes. Be more careful next time," Kelvin Norman also found it hard to watch a girl cry.

"Thank you, seniors, for your understanding. I will pay more attention in the future," Annie Lawrence wiped away the tears at the corner of her eyes, her face full of guilt and self-blame.

"The person you should thank the most isn’t us, but Porter Rushbrook," Edward reminded her timely. "Your team member Porter promptly put out the fire. Otherwise, if the fire had spread, the situation could have been far worse."

After Edward’s reminder, it seemed like Annie only remembered that Porter was the one who put out the fire. She paused, turned her head to look at Porter, her eyes still glistening with tears: "Mr. Rushbrook, I’m really grateful to you. I’m sorry, I just wanted to cook a wonderful meal for you and Lucus, but I lost my focus, and the oil in the pot caught fire."

"It’s all my fault for not being careful enough. It wouldn’t have resulted in a kitchen fire, and you all wouldn’t have had to worry so much," as she went on speaking, her tears trickled down again, and she started to cry pitifully.

With her cries so pitiful, several male staff members around her seemed heartbroken.

However, Porter showed no emotion, replying simply, "Since it wasn’t deliberate, you don’t need to apologize to me. But if you can’t cook, you should have let me know rather than pretending you could."

"Not being able to cook is nothing to be ashamed of. You don’t need to lie about this."

"It’s fortunate that this fire didn’t cause much damage. However, this might not be solved by simply saying sorry if it threatened the safety of people."

The light and casual words from Porter left everyone present stunned.

Annie’s face turned even paler. She was already a bit pale, but now she looked like she had turned chalky, "Mr. Rushbrook, what... what do you mean? Are you blaming me?"

Porter looked at her impassively: "Because of your pretense, an almost disastrous incident happened. Fortunately, everyone was safe, so let’s put it behind us. But I hope, next time a similar thing happens, instead of lying or showing off for the sake of your own face, be more open."

She had previously sensed a change in Porter’s attitude towards her.

So when Porter suddenly adopted a cold tone towards her, Annie panicked, lifted her head, and her tears dropped one by one from her eyes: "Mr. Rushbrook, is it... are you blaming me?"

"I admit... I lied. Actually, I don’t know how to cook. But I just wanted to show off in front of you and Lucus. I hoped to make a good impression. I hoped that you both would like me as much as you like Joanna."

"I really admire Joanna, she gets along well with everyone. Not like me..." While wiping away her tears, she turned her head to look at Joanna Lawrence enviously, with a hint of bitterness in her eyes and a sob in her voice, "it seems like no one likes me. I just wanted to do more to leave a better impression on everyone. I didn’t expect to mess things up like this."

"I’m sorry, I’m really sorry..."

"I truly didn’t mean to."

When Annie uttered these words, it was clear she was looking for sympathy and pity.