《Resent, Reject, Regret》


 Resent, Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 1

    Resent, Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 1


    Chapter 1 That Child Has to Go


    ¡°Mrs. McKinney? Congrattions! You¡¯re one month along!¡± The doctor¡¯s excitement only made


    Deirdre McKinnon¡¯s face pale. It was as though something had drained every drop of blood from her


    body. ¡°Are you, uh, sure?¡± she asked gingerly. ¡°I¡¯m certain what I had was just gastric pain. I don¡¯t think


    a pregnancy would be even possible. Can you just¡­ check again?¡± ¡°Mrs. McKinney, have you had sex


    in the past month?¡± ¡°Y-Yes?¡± ¡°Did you use protection? Did you take the morning-after pill?¡± Deirdre


    thought about all those times Brendan had ravaged her and shook her head. ¡°There we go,¡± the doctor


    concluded with a smile, as though he could not understand her incredulity. ¡°You had unprotected sex


    and didn¡¯t take the morning-after pill. Of course the probability of getting pregnant would be high. Why


    would you think it¡¯s impossible?¡± Deirdre had no counter-argument. She clenched her hand around her


    chest, hesitated, and asked tentatively, ¡°C-Can you¡­ amend that report for me, doctor? Make it state


    that I¡¯m not pregnant. Please, just do this one favor for me. I¡¯ll pay you! I¡¯ll pay you handsomely for your


    trouble, I¡ª¡± The doctor frowned. ¡°I¡¯m gonna have to stop you right there, ma¡¯am. Our establishment


    does not break thew, and what you¡¯re asking me to do is a crime. Now, if you¡¯ll excuse me¡­


    Next!¡± Deirdre¡¯s fingers were pressed against the report as she slipped out of the hospital, staggering


    and unsure what to do. The streets outside were as busy and bustling as she had left them, and yet


    something was holding her back from crossing them and returning home. She was terrified. What if


    Brendan found out? Tolerating Deirdre¡¯s existence alone had exhausted his patience¡ªhe would


    terminate her pregnancy in a heartbeat. Deirdre traced a circle gingerly on her abdomen with a


    trembling finger. She looked down, eyes staring. She really wanted to keep the child. However, as her


    mind furiously searched for a n, the man in question called her before any ideas could take


    form. Deirdre balked a little, but she ultimately answered the phone. The voice that reverberated from


    the other side was a low, baritone grumble. ¡°Done? Get back here. Now.¡± Brendan¡¯s patience was


    notoriously minimal. She was only allowed to leave his sight for an unforgiving 30-minute window. The


    journey back home was a nerve-wracking one, and by the time Deirdre arrived at the manor¡¯s living


    room, Brendan was on his way down from the second floor. He had just left the house¡¯s restricted


    area. Brendan Brighthall was wearing silky pajamas today, and his undone cor exposed his chiseled


    chest in all its magnificence. He¡¯d had time to groom his hair into a slicked-back hairdo, and his facial


    features were unforgettably and arrestingly handsome. It was his physical perfection¡ªa kind of beauty


    that could only be found in one out of a million men¡ªthat had captured Deirdre¡¯s heart six years ago.


    She had been bewitched into bing his unloved, long-suffering wife for two years. A cigarette


    rested between Brendan¡¯s fingers, and a thick stench wafted about him and invaded Deirdre¡¯s nose. It


    reminded her sharply that she was now pregnant, so she instinctively held her breath. Then, she heard


    him ask, ¡°What did the report say?¡± Deirdre held her breath even harder so that not even a sigh would


    escape. She hoped against hope that she could fool him. ¡°I-It¡¯s all good! Yep. No p-problem at


    all.¡± ¡°Then exin your vomiting spree back in the family mansion.¡± ¡°Gastric problems!¡± Deirdre


    pressed her lips, determined to avoid his ck, unfathomable eyes. ¡°I-Irregr eating schedule, you


    know? It¡¯s, uh, something I¡¯m used to having¡­¡± The air thickened around them, and the silence was


    grotesque. The man seemed to have cast his eyes on her, as his gaze was burning her from above the


    stairs. Deirdre bit her lip and clenched her hands in a panic. Just as she thought her jig was up,


    Brendan walked past her and headed to the couch. ¡°Lunch. I¡¯m hungry.¡± Deirdre was stunned. Relief


    dawned upon her in small but tangible doses, and she dashed into the kitchen. She had always been


    good at cooking. Her meals contributed a lot to the scarce peace that existed between the two of them


    outside of their monthly gatherings at the family mansion. Brendan adored her cooking enough that he


    sometimes came here just to help himself to it. Still, the biggest reason he ever showed up here was


    because he wanted to see¡­ her. The meal was ready in half an hour. It was a modest course, and


    Deirdre filled Brendan¡¯s bowl with chicken broth and took a seat by his side. She then ate in


    silence. She had not always been this graceful and elegant. Brendan had hammered all that upper-


    ss decorum into her throughout the years so that she would now emte some sort ofposure.


    At least her eating habits were no longer jarring to observers. There were still some things Deirdre


    could not replicate. She could never, for example, exude as much elegance and ss as Brendan. No


    one could possibly get bored of watching him eat. She got to her feet, ready to wash the dishes as


    soon as the meal was over. As she reached out for the dishes he had used, Brendan suddenly spokeProperty of N?)(velDr(a)ma.Org.


    up. ¡°I talked to Steven. You¡¯re going out with himter.¡± Steven Young? That was Brendan¡¯s personal


    assistant. Deirdre froze mid-action. ¡°Where are we going?¡± she asked hastily. ¡°Do they want me to visit


    the family mansion today? Or is this about her old friend¡­ Um, if it¡¯s nothing urgent, can we postpone


    the visit until tomorrow? I just had a check-up, so I was hoping I could¡ª¡± ¡°You¡¯re going to the


    hospital.¡± He did not even look up from the table as cruel words fell out of his lips. ¡°I really thought


    you¡¯d y ball and take your pills, Deirdre. That child has to go.¡±

 Resent, Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 2

    Resent, Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 2


    Chapter 2 You¡¯re Too Inferior to Bear Me A Child


    Deirdre was stunned. Then, her eyes began to redden. He had found out. He had found out even


    before he had given her that call. If he had known she was pregnant, why had he not called her out?!


    Because he had gotten a kick out of seeing that little glint of relief in her eyes twinkling before it died?


    Because he¡¯d wanted to see that little shimmer of sce crumble in real time? Deirdre bit her lip and


    willed herself to appear calm. She remembered how much Brendan detested seeing her cry. ¡°B-


    Brendan? I swear¡ªI swear to God¡ªI¡¯ll be obedient and do whatever you ask me to. J-Just let me¡­


    Let me keep my child, okay? P-Please? I swear, it won¡¯t¡­ it won¡¯t get in your hair. T-Then when


    Charlene wakes up, I promise I¡¯ll leave with my child. It¡¯ll vanish into thin air¡­ as if it was never born.¡±


    It did not matter how much her voice was breaking. Brendan had a heart of stone. Instead of making


    him pity her, all she managed was to make a faint shade of mocking glee appear in his callous ck


    eyes. ¡°Oh, you must be joking. The only reason you even became Mrs. Brighthall¡ªand have been


    enjoying all these f*cking luxuries andfort that your pathetic self doesn¡¯t even deserve¡ªis because


    you were fortunate enough to have that face. I may give you some leeway, but I¡¯ve always made clear


    that the only one who would carry my child is Lena. You? You¡¯re inferior to me!¡± ¡®You¡¯re¡­ inferior to


    me?¡¯ His cruel words cut her like knives. This hurt her even more than if he had just swung his hand


    and pped her across the cheeks. Why did Brendan have to treat her this way? It was getting harder


    to breathe¡­ Then, footsteps echoed from outside the living room. Deirdre lifted her head, feeling alert.


    Steven was here, just as Brendan had finally exhausted thest mote of his patience. ¡°I want it done


    quickly, Steven!¡± he barked out. ¡°Take her to a private hospital where confidentiality will be assured. I


    don¡¯t want a word of this escaping to the general public!¡± Deirdre¡¯s vision trembled as she jolted at the


    sheer agony of witnessing the father of her child¡­ treat her baby like an animal meant to be


    ughtered! ¡°No! Noooooo! Please, Brendan!¡± The man ignored her. He just shot Steven a


    look. Deirdre¡¯s mind went nk, and her knees crashed to the floor. There was only one thing on her


    mind, roaring and wing out of her throat as she shrieked, ¡°No, Brendan! Nooooo! Please, please,


    please¡ªlet me keep this child, please! You can even give it up for adoption. Just let me¡­ let me carry


    it to term!¡± She knocked her head on the floor in uncontroble histrionics, making her forehead bleed.


    Brendan¡¯s features twisted into a grimace of disgust. ¡°God, you really don¡¯t deserve to have her face.


    Lena would never bend even a single knee. You¡¯re f*cking pathetic!¡± A part of Deirdre wanted tough.


    Of course she would not¡ªshe would never need to. She was loved! Brendan loved her! The heir to the


    Brighthall Family himself was head-over-heels in love with her! She had been in aa for years now,


    yet Brendan remained stalwart and loving. Who was Deirdrepared to an angel like that?! She had


    always been Brendan¡¯s cheap recement. Her worth rested on the fact that she looked just like


    Charlene¡ªso what else could she do other than grovel at his feet and beg? ¡°Let me keep the baby,


    please¡­¡± ¡°Never.¡± His lips were that of an angel, but his words were as callous as an executioner¡¯s.


    Brendan had gotten sick of arguing with Deirdre. He turned to Steven. ¡°What are you waiting for? Get


    her out of my sight and take her there! Stop wasting time by ogling!¡± he snarled. Steven moved. He


    hooked his arm under Deirdre¡¯s shoulder and began to trawl her across the floor. ¡°No! Nooooo! I don¡¯t


    want to go!¡± she shrieked, fighting as ugly tears marred her face. ¡°Brendan, pleaseeeee! How can you


    hate the baby? It¡¯s your baby¡ªyou¡¯re the father! It¡¯s your flesh and blood!¡± Brendan remained in his


    seat, unmoved and uncaring. He could not even spare her a brief look of pity. That thing was no child of


    his. It barely meant more than a stray dog to him. Despair closed its arms around Deirdre as she fell on


    the floor with a crash. Jolts of pain red across her skin from her abdomen, feeling almost like a cry


    from the little life inside her. The child was doing its best to prove that it was there. Tears broke away


    from Deidre¡¯s eyes and wet the floor. Suddenly, a high-pitched ringing sound red from the second


    floor and reverberated in the living room, stunning Deirdre. Brendan shot toward the stairs before she


    could even break out of her trance. This rm only rang when a change came over Charlene¡¯s


    comatose body, so nothing was more important to him than this sound. Steven tailed him immediately.


    Anyone who attended to the man long enough would know how much Charlene meant to Brendan¡ª


    Deirdre could literally be dying on the floor, and Charlene would remain his priority. Just like that,


    Deirdre suddenly found herself alone in the living room. She leaned against the door, balling herself


    into a fetal position to alleviate the pain in her abdomen. ¡°Hush, baby. Hush.¡± Beads of sweat ran down


    her ashen face, but a small, relieved smile managed to creep its way onto her lips. ¡°You¡¯re safe.Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDra/ma.O(r)g!


    Mommy will protect you.¡± She would be brave enough to keep it safe from anything. Anything¡ªeven


    Brendan¡¯s malice.

 Resent, Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 3

    Resent, Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 3


    Chapter 3 A Laughable Motive


    After making sure Charlene was okay, Brendan returned to an empty living room. Frowning, he asked


    Steven, ¡°Where¡¯s Deirdre?¡± The question threw Steven off. He froze, but before he managed toe


    up with an answer, Brendan¡¯s phone rang. It was a call from the old family residence. His mother¡¯s


    laughter was heard when he picked up. ¡°Brendan, you silly boy! How could you keep such great news


    from me? God, our Lena is pregnant! You gottae home right this instant, son!¡± By the time


    Brendan arrived at the family mansion, Deirdre had made herselffortable on the couch and was


    nibbling on some snacks. His mother was holding her hand in sheer glee. Deirdre¡¯s sce was ruined


    as soon as she noticed Brendan¡¯s presence. She froze, hung her head so low that it almost looked like


    her neck had shrunk into her cor bones, and averted her gaze. Brendan was seething. However, he


    cracked a smirk. ¡°Oh, this is just perfect.¡± So¡­ His spineless prey had a card up her sleeve, after


    all. Deirdre trembled despite herself, and Madame Brighthall sensed it acutely. Furrowing her brows,


    she red at Brendan and grumbled, ¡°What¡¯s that supposed to mean? God, one would expect the


    husband of an expecting wife to have a better attitude than this! Aren¡¯t you happy about Lena¡¯s


    pregnancy?¡± Brendan gritted his teeth. He then shot daggers at Deirdre. ¡°Why wouldn¡¯t I be happy? I


    am positively ted!¡± Madame Brighthall gave him an easy smile. ¡°Now, that¡¯s more like it. It¡¯s


    wonderful news! The two of you have been married for two years now, you know? This has been a long


    timeing! I don¡¯t care if it¡¯s a boy or a girl¡ªthis is wonderful news for the family, period. You better


    take care of Lena, sweetie. She¡¯s a little on the frail side, remember? If something happens to her kid,


    so help me God, I¡¯m gonnae for you!¡± She paused mid-conversation. ¡°Oops! I forgot¡ªI¡¯ve got


    some broth cooking in the kitchen. I have to check on it.¡± Deirdre¡¯s fear spiked. She then leaped to her


    feet and offered instantly, ¡°L-Let me help you!¡± ¡°No, you¡¯re staying!¡± Brendan snapped suddenly. He


    leveled a steely re at Deirdre, one just like the death stare a hunter would shoot its victim, before


    narrowing his eyes dangerously. ¡°We need to talk.¡± Madame Brighthall missed the re altogether and


    innocently thought the couple was just trying to straighten out some minor spat. ¡°Gee, Lena, you don¡¯t


    have to be so nervous, you know?¡± She smiled reassuringly and patted the back of Deirdre¡¯s hand.


    ¡°Bren might have this terrible poker face that makes him look colder and less approachable than he


    really is, but I know that deep down inside, he¡¯s positively overjoyed about the baby. He loves you,


    Lena, that¡¯s why! So talk out whatever differences you two have, okay?¡± He loved her? Oh, he loved


    her, alright¡ªthe real Charlene McKinney! Deirdre could only bite her lips as she wistfully watched


    Madame Brighthall disappear into the kitchen. A secondter, she felt a force crushing her wrist in a


    five-fingered cage. She yowled, and the aggressor pulled her wrist up high enough to make Deirdre


    meet his scornful eyes. ¡°I really underestimated you, didn¡¯t I, Deirdre McKinnon? I didn¡¯t think a


    spineless wimp like you would defy me like this, but you surprised me!¡± His fury was palpable, and


    Deirdre¡¯s voice quaked in reply, ¡°P-P-Please, Brendan, I¡­ I¡¯m not asking for much! I just want my child


    to live¡­¡± ¡°You honestly think I¡¯m stupid enough to believe you!¡± Brendan scoffed. Contempt and disgust


    pooled into his eyes. ¡°Don¡¯t you dare think I¡¯m too stupid to know what you¡¯re trying to do, b*tch. You¡¯d


    rather pretend to be Charlene forever, even if it meant erasing Deirdre McKinnon¡¯s existence, than go


    back to being your pathetic self. Would you really leave my sight without anyints after carrying


    that unwanted thing to term, hmm? No. I don¡¯t think so. After all, you already had the nerve to defy me!


    What¡¯s gonna happen after the child is born? You¡¯ll attract a media circus to advertise the kid¡¯s


    existence? Hmph. Wouldn¡¯t be the first time a b*tch like you would debase herself bying up with


    such a disgusting plot.¡± Deirdre¡¯s eyes reddened. His words were too caustic, even for him. He stabbed


    her heart callously, twisted the knife, and pulled it out as if her pain meant nothing. She loved him.


    Undeserving and insignificant as her love was, she loved him¡ªand yet, to him, it was just another


    laughable conspiracy. ¡°I¡­ I¡ª¡± ¡°You what? You want to keep this child no matter what it takes? Spare


    me the bullsh*t of keeping the child as a memento of your ¡®love¡¯ for me when we break up. Your


    imagination is disgusting!¡± Brendan jeered, almost too gleefully. ¡°I¡¯m not stupid, Deirdre. I know what


    you¡¯re doing. So how about you do as I say, go to the hospital, and terminate your pregnancy like a


    good girl? It¡¯s either that, or you¡¯ll feel my wrath!¡± Deirdre had already known the depths of Brendan¡¯s


    cruelty all too well. She had known he was like this all this time. Her lips trembled. Fortunately,


    Madame Brighthall finally re-emerged from the kitchen. The strange atmosphere weighed down on her,


    and immediately, she frowned and stepped between them, shielding Deirdre. ¡°What¡¯s going


    on?¡± ¡°Nothing, Mom. The truth is, she¡¯s only here because she¡¯s weirdly peeved at me today,¡± Brendan


    exined. ¡°Don¡¯t worry, though. We¡¯re done talking. She¡¯s going home with me.¡± ¡°Pardon me, Brendan,


    but why would Lena run all the way to my house if you were a good husband, hmm? Face it. You¡¯re just


    not as good as you think you are!¡± Madame Brighthall dered. She was not going to stand on her


    son¡¯s side just because! Shielding Deirdre behind her, she cooed, ¡°There, there. Ignore him, Lena. Stay


    here with me if you¡¯re still mad at him, okay? I¡¯ll dly go on a shopping spree with you every


    day!¡± Brendan frowned. ¡°Don¡¯t, mom.¡± Deirdre shrank behind the older woman¡¯s back. Frightened eyes


    darted across the man¡¯s face before she clenched her jaw and replied, ¡°You¡¯re right, mom. I¡­ don¡¯t


    want to go back. I want to stay here for at least a couple of days.¡± All hell seemed to break loose inside


    Brendan¡¯s head. A squall was cackling in sheer ferocity behind those ck eyes, and if looks could kill,


    Deirdre would die of suffocation right there and then. She became defensively quiet. Then, Brendan


    clenched his fists slowly. The air around him seemed to have frozen in response to his silent lividity


    about being defied. Milliseconds crawled by until, suddenly, heughed. ¡°I get it. You¡¯re mad because


    I¡¯ve been burying myself in work at your expense. Alright, I hear you. I¡¯ll stay with you here. Once you


    feel better, we¡¯ll go home together.¡± Brendan had donned one of his most winning smiles. To Deirdre, it


    seemed as though her collective nightmares were grinning at her. Her breath hitched in her throat, her


    face paled, and it took strength for her to muster a hasty retort. ¡°But you didn¡¯t pack anything¡ª¡± ¡°Oh,


    it¡¯s fine. I¡¯ll only be staying for a couple of nights.¡± Brendan had made a ritual out of climbing to the


    second floor, where Charlene¡¯satose body rested, and talking to her every night. But now, his


    obsession with putting Deirdre under surveince had grown so much that he was okay with leaving his


    beloved at home! Unadulterated anxiety gripped Deirdre. He was never going to let her go, was he?! It


    was this kind of realization that caused her to feel despair and even more fear¡ªshe knew that even if


    she was safe from the man¡¯s most overt wrath in the day, she¡¯d still have to sleep in the same bed as


    him at night. That night, Brendan entered their bedroom first. Deirdre balked for about half an hour


    before steeling herself enough to greet her fate beyond the door. The first thing that crashed into her


    was the suffocating weight of an entire mountain in the air. Across the room, Brendan was sitting on the


    balcony in his silky pajamas. The wind swept across his hair and lifted strands into the air. His eyes


    seemed to have melted into the night surrounding him, and suddenly, he was less man and more of a


    nocturnal beast prancing in the dark, waiting to pounce on its prey. Deirdre was shaking like a leaf as


    the man opened his mouth. ¡°Over here.¡± She obeyed him, quaking, and every step she took made new


    layers of cold sweat erupt on her spine. She had hardly made it close to the young man when,


    suddenly, a powerful hand struck out of the darkness. Its w-like fingers mped around her throat,


    squeezing, and she found herself staring right into the burning inferno of his eyes. ¡°How¡ªf*cking¡ªdare


    ¡ªyou, Deirdre!¡± She quivered. Meanwhile, he was also shaking uncontrobly, and his rage was feral


    enough to rip out of his chest. ¡°So that¡¯s what you¡¯re asking for, is it, McKinnon?! You won¡¯t know what


    pain is like unless I¡­ Teach. You.¡± He tore open her clothes, exposing her to the elements. The night


    chill pricked her skin and sent a jolt reverberating through Deirdre¡¯s system. Feeling newfound rity,


    she cried out, ¡°No, Brendan! What are you d-doing?!¡± The grip around her throat did not soften. He


    mmed her against the balcony table, forcing Deirdre to grapple at the reflection of her husband¡¯s


    face¡ªso beautiful, yet twisted in bloodcurdling, callous rage. ¡°What am I doing? What do you f*cking


    think?!¡± His hands pressed themselves against her shoulder des with the gingerness of a savage,


    pinning her to the table. ¡°Isn¡¯t this what you wanted, you f*cking c*nt? You wanted my child, so you did


    everything you could to f*ck me, didn¡¯t you? How else could a b*tch from the slums like you even


    attract a man¡¯s attention? ¡°You can¡¯t possibly think I have no clue how pathetically excited you are


    about being f*cked. You practically spread your legs for me, begging for me to f*ck you every single


    time!¡± he snarled. ¡°Okay¡ªI¡¯ll make your f*cking wishe true!¡± Deirdre¡¯s eyes widened in panic. Her


    child¡ªsomething bad was about to happen to her child!N?velDrama.Org holds this content.

 Resent, Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 4

    Resent, Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 4


    Chapter 4 Miss McKinney Is Awake


    ¡°No, Brendan! Pleaseeeeeeee! I¡¯m begging you, pleaseeeeeeee don¡¯t!¡± His lips cracked into a cruel


    smirk. ¡°Don¡¯t? Don¡¯t what? Aww, Deirdre, Deirdre, Deirdre. Are you ying hard to get now? How low


    can you sink?¡± he jeered. He could not care less about how she felt. If anything, hearing her sniffle and


    wail only frustrated him even more. ¡°B-B-Bren¡­ Please, think of our child!¡± she heaved, pleading.


    Tears rolled out of the corner of her eyes like a stubborn stream. ¡°Our¡­ child¡­¡± ¡°Our what?! That


    thing inside you is the son of a wh*re. I have no rtion to it!¡± The coldness in his eyes could chill


    anyone¡¯s blood. He wanted to punish her. To eviscerate her. To humiliate her. To jolt her awake from


    her delusion. To make the child perish in the brutality of it all. ¡°Brendan¡ª!¡± she cried out again, her


    arms iling in her struggle. Suddenly, the man¡¯s phone shrieked out of his pocket, forcing him to stop.


    He answered the call and put it on speaker. ¡°What?!¡± he grunted. Steven Young¡¯s voice was palpably


    overjoyed. ¡°S-She¡¯s up, Mr. Brighthall! Miss McKinney is awake!¡± ¡­.. Brendan drove away in the thick


    of the night. It was past midnight, and yet a minute after the call, the man leaped into his car and


    hurtled into the darkness. His reaction showed his anxiety and excitement. How could he not act that


    way? The woman of his dreams had returned. He no longer needed to put on a charade with this


    revolting pretender. Deirdre rose and redressed in her battered state, putting on her night clothes. She


    looked through the balcony windows, her eyes tracing the car¡¯s silhouette, which was fading at the end


    of the road. She felt a chill in her heart that echoed the innumerable pangs prickling through every inch


    of her body, forming a cacophony of unbearable pain. Six years ago, Deirdre McKinnon had met the


    man on stage during a charity drive. He had been in a suit and tie, and she had fallen in love at first


    sight. The next time they had met, however, it had been amid the cackling mes of a house about to


    be ruined. He had been almost swallowed by the fire until she had selflessly dived inside and saved


    him. Before falling unconscious, he had promised her that he would find her when he recovered. He


    had said that he would marry her, pledging to shower her with love for that single act of heroism. After


    waking up, however, he had be Charlene McKinney¡¯s fiance. Deirdre had re-entered his life as a


    Charlene impersonator. Now that the genuine thing had finally woken up, it was time to


    retire. ¡­¡­ Deirdre fell asleep on a wet pillow, but her phone jerked her awake after a while. The pain


    caused by his forceful activity had not fully subsided, so she shrank into a fetal position before grabbing


    her phone. Her lit-up screen revealed Brendan¡¯s name. The sight of it drained all her sleepiness away.


    There could only be one reason he would call her this early in the morning, but still, it was sooner than


    she had expected. Charlene had just woken up. Was he really so excited to divorce Deirdre¡ªto cast


    her aside and remove every trace of her from his life? Another call from the same man shook Deirdre


    out of her stupor. Too terrified to ignore it, she answered it and set it close to her ear. Brendan¡¯s


    impatient snarl red from the other side of the line. ¡°I want you here right now!¡± ¡°I¡¯m not feeling well,¡±


    Deirdre replied softly. She had seen bloodst night, and even now, she could feel jolts of pain


    assaulting her senses. ¡°Can you let me rest a little bit? I¡¯ll file the divorce papers afterward,


    okay?¡± Brendan went strangely quiet for a moment. ¡°Juste back. There¡¯s nothing to be afraid of.


    I¡¯m not asking you to file for divorce now and I¡¯m not interested in hurting your kid.¡± It was the first time


    Deirdre had ever seen him make concessions. It shocked her, but more importantly, it stirred something


    deep inside her. Brendan never lied. If he promised he would not hurt her kid, then he would not. But


    that still left one question unanswered: Why the urgency to bring her back? Could it be? Could he have


    realized that¡ªeven though Charlene was awake¡ªhe harbored some feelings for Deirdre after all?


    That she, at the very least, deserved a heart-to-heart? The thought sparked a wildfire in her mind. She


    knew the possibility was slimmer than a straw, and yet she found herself moved. She quickly covered


    herself with an overcoat, got out of the house, and hailed a taxi. The journey gave her imagination


    ample time to run wild. What was going to happen next? She wondered and wondered until she


    stepped inside the mansion. The living room was more packed than Deirdre had expected. As soon as


    Brendan saw her, his furrowed brows rxed. ¡°She¡¯s here. Collect her blood.¡± ¡®Collect her


    blood?¡¯ Deirdre did not have any time to react. Someone leaped from the couch and closed their


    fingers around her arm. ¡°What are you doing?!¡± Deirdre cried out and tried to wriggle her way out of


    that grip. Brendan narrowed his eyes in impatience. ¡°Charlene¡¯s unconscious, you mewling pest.


    Someone has to donate blood, and that someone is you. You¡¯re going up there right now, so stop


    wasting precious time and save Lena¡¯s life!¡± Deirdre could not believe her ears. ¡°You¡­ You told me to


    but the vibe between them could not have been more different. Unlike her, Charlene felt like a natural


    princess born to be nurtured by a man¡¯s love and devotion. ¡°Miss¡­ McKinney¡­¡± Deirdre called out.


    Just parting her chapped lips to speak hurt. She did not know how to feel about Charlene. Was she


    jealous? Well, it felt as though even being jealous of her was beyond her status. Deirdre was too low in


    the mud topete with Charlene in any way, was she not? She envied her. She envied the privilege


    Charlene held¡ªthe privilege to be loved by Brendan Brighthall. Charlene shed her a smile. ¡°Call me


    Lena. It¡¯s the nickname Brendan gave me,¡± she replied. ¡°He gave you a world of trouble for my sake,


    didn¡¯t he? I¡¯m so sorry you had to live through that for two years.¡± ¡°It¡¯s n-nothing,¡± Deirdre huffed quietly.


    Charlene¡¯s show of kindness only made meeting her gaze even more difficult. ¡°We¡­ We were just


    using each other.¡± ¡°Huh,¡± Charlene hummed, her lips curling. Her eyes fell on Deirdre¡¯s abdomen


    before they darkened. ¡°And one of the ways you used him was by doing whatever it took to have him


    enter you.¡± Deirdre was stunned. It felt like a punch. Before she could react, however, Charlene


    suddenly grinned. ¡°I was kidding! Can you pass me a ss of water, Miss McKinnon?¡± ¡°A-Alright.¡± Her


    head was spinning from the aftermath, but Deirdre forced herself to reach out for the mug on the


    bedside table. She was about to pass it to Charlene when thetter suddenly pped it away from


    her. ¡°It hurts!¡± she shrieked. Boiling water scalded Deirdre¡¯s hand, and the pain drained any faint color


    she had on her face. She hardly had the time to wonder why Charlene had done that when a blurry


    figure emerged from the door. A force knocked Deirdre off her bed, making her crash on the


    floor. ¡°What the f*ck are you doing?!¡± she heard someone say. She lifted her head and saw Charlene


    snuggling in Brendan¡¯s arms, his face pale from panic and concern. It was as if he wished the two of


    them could merge into one, especially if it meant he could protect her forever. Charlene¡¯s eyes


    reddened. ¡°I-It was nothing, B-Bren. She was just worried, you know? I get it¡ªnow that I¡¯m awake,


    she¡¯s gonna lose it all. She just wanted to warn me about stepping out of line,¡± she said. ¡°I really wish I


    could tell her that she didn¡¯t have to do that. I¡¯ll always honor your choice, Bren, even if that choice isn¡¯t


    me. I¡¯ll leave the two of you alone.¡± ¡°Her? My choice?!¡± Brendan growled, glowering at Deirdre as


    though he was hoping his look alone could tear her apart. ¡°Over my dead body! She has never been a


    choice¡ªshe was just a f*cking bitch I called when I felt like it!¡±

 Resent, Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 5

    Resent, Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 5


    Chapter 5 The Divorce Agreement


    Deirdre¡¯s skin was screaming at being scalded, but nothing hurt more than her heart. Charlene had


    begun to sob, but instead of being pissed off, Brendan winced in a true act of sympathy. It urred to


    Deirdre that he did not hate seeing women cry in general. He just hated seeing her cry. Deirdre got to


    her hands and feet with great difficulty. ¡°It wasn¡¯t¡­ It wasn¡¯t me,¡± she stated weakly, showing Brendan


    her blistered hand. ¡°The water¡­ See? All of it ended up here¡­¡± ¡°F*ck! Off!¡± Brendan bellowed. He


    then pped her hand away. Her blistered hand received the full impact of his force, and pain ripped


    through her system, knocking her so hard that she inhaled sharply. She almost fainted as a result. All


    Brendan saw was a pretender falling back on her penchant for drama. ¡°Shut the f*ck up! You don¡¯t get


    a say, b*tch. You should be d that you¡¯re the one who got scalded. Had Lena been hurt, I wouldn¡¯t


    have just killed you¡ªI would have made sure you suffered for days before you finally died! ¡°Get the


    f*ck out of here!¡± Deirdre made her way to the door. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see mirth in


    Charlene¡¯s eyes. ¡°Bren? Stop it, okay? She only did what she did because she loves you,¡± Charlene


    intoned. ¡°You two have been married for two years by now. I don¡¯t want to be the wedge between this


    rtionship!¡± ¡°Rtionship?¡± Brendan sneered. ¡°There is no rtionship, and there¡¯s sure as hell no


    love to any of this! The only thing she should do now that you¡¯re awake is get the hell out of our hair!


    Jesus¡­ She only got to be a rich housewife for two goddamned years because my family wouldn¡¯t


    agree to our marriage!¡± The door closed behind Deirdre, muffling whatever came after his tirade. The


    only thing apanying her was the spasm of pain emanating from her chest. She took two steps


    forward before a wave of dizziness and nausea¡ªboth left over from her forced blood donation¡ª


    crashed onto her. Even walking had be a tall order. Tears then began to mar her face again. She


    returned to the ground floor and sank into the couch. Time passed, but Deirdre lost track of how long it


    had been until Brendan finally descended the stairs and threw some papers on the table. ¡°Sign.¡± Her


    eyes caught the headline: ¡®Divorce Agreement.¡¯ She froze, lifted her head, and asked, ¡°Didn¡¯t you


    promise¡­ we wouldn¡¯t be getting a divorce today?¡± Brendan¡¯s impatience erupted out of him. ¡°And


    what? Give you more opportunities to hurt Lena? I just want you to f*ck off as soon as possible. We


    can¡¯t start over without you out of the picture!¡± The absurdity of his usation was sharpened by the


    jolts of agony still ringing from the back of her hand. Who was the one who had ended up hurt? No. It


    did not matter anymore. Deirdre picked up the agreement and read every use and article. Brendan


    was certainly no miser¡ªhe offered her a luxury residence and 1.4 million dors. The only rule she had


    to heed by was the promise to never show up at Neve again. ¡°The agreement is fair. I¡¯m not opposed to


    signing it,¡± she dered, looking up from the paper before letting her eyes fall back on Brendan. ¡°On


    one single condition, though.¡± She ced her hand on her abdomen. When she spoke again, her voice


    was ringing with resolution. ¡°I don¡¯t need anypensation¡ªnot the house, not the money¡ªto agree


    to this. Take ¡®em away. All I want is to carry the baby to term in peace! If you agree to this, Bren, I¡¯ll


    pack up right now and get out of your life forever!¡± Brendan made no attempt to hide his disgust. ¡°For


    f*ck¡¯s sake! You¡¯re still holding on to this delusion?!¡± She shed him a tired, mirthless smile. He was


    wrong¡ªshe was too sober to be delusional. She knew she would be left with nothing the moment she


    stepped out of this house. This baby was all she had left, and she would do whatever it took to save


    it. ¡°You can think of me however you like.¡± Deirdre sighed deeply. ¡°All I¡¯m asking is that you add this


    condition to the agreement, and I¡¯ll pack up and leave immediately. I won¡¯t show up in Neve for twenty


    years. But if you decide to withhold even this small kindness from my child, Bren? Then I won¡¯t sign


    anything at all. I¡¯ll even go public about my performance as Charlene McKinney and tell your entire


    family!¡± Brendan immediately held her in a chokehold, fury zing in his ck eyes. ¡°How dare you


    threaten me, McKinnon!¡± Deirdre forced herself to ignore the sting in her heart and closed her eyes.


    ¡°No. I just want you to know that I¡¯m digging my heels in for my child.¡± ¡°F*ck! F*cking noble, are you?!¡±


    he jeered as he released her from his grip. He looked at her with pure, ugly disgust. ¡°Fine. I¡¯ll let it live.


    But mark my words, Deirdre McKinnon¡ªif you break any of the goddamned rules, I¡¯ll make both you


    and your kid wish you were in hell instead!¡± He signed the papers and pped them on Deirdre¡¯s face.


    The poor woman tried to pick them up, but the pain on her hand stopped her for a little bit. ¡°What now,


    drama queen?¡± Brendan snarled. ¡°Casting for a new excuse not to sign?¡± ¡°No.¡± She lowered her head,


    suffered through the pain silently, and signed the papers quickly. It was a brief moment, but Brendan


    caught sight of her sore, blistered hand. It looked really bad, and for that millisecond, he realized she


    had not been acting at all. That moment of sympathy passed, though. He told himself she deserved it


    for trying to harm his beloved. ¡°Pack all your things today and get the hell out of here as soon as you¡¯re


    done!¡± he barked. ¡°If you¡¯re thinking about causing a scene or pulling any new tricks? F*cking don¡¯t.


    Steven will be watching you until he makes sure you¡¯re out of this country!¡± Deirdre nodded, and


    Brendan practically sprung out of the hall with the agreement in his hand. He could not wait to have


    Steven process it. His excitement at the prospect of their divorce was all over his face. Deirdreughed


    mirthlessly and went to her room. It was time to pack, but she had never really had any possessions.


    The only thing she¡¯d had when she had be Mrs. Brighthall was love¡ªa foolish infatuation more


    than anything else. She had very few things in her possession. After rummaging through her room, the


    only things she put in her suitcase were two outfits. Smiling self-deprecatingly to herself once more,


    she pushed open the door, ready to bid this life farewell. Then, she remembered. Her phone wasn¡¯t


    with her. Had she dropped it back in Charlene¡¯s room while being forced to donate her blood? She left


    her suitcase and headed to the second floor. Just before she opened the door, however, she heard


    Charlene talking. Her hand froze, her fingertips resting on the metallic knob. ¡°I don¡¯t know how Brendan


    found her, but I swear, it was way too f*cking close! Like, thank God he didn¡¯t find out anything in the


    past two years, girl. I¡¯m telling you¡ªhe could have found out about my facial surgeries six years


    back!¡± Facial surgeries? Charlene had had surgeries before? ¡°Took me some tricks, but I got her *ss


    kicked out of the house as soon as I could. Thest thing I want is for Brendan to realize that I wasn¡¯t


    the one who saved him from the fire. Brendan is nice and all, but that other side of him? God, he¡¯d put


    me through hell if he knew! ¡°I am done. Like, so done with the sh*t I had to suffer, the hoops I had to


    jump through¡ªI am done!¡­ He was holding her f*cking hand, f*cking bbering about marrying her


    and making her his wife back then, okay?! And I just¡ªno. F*ck her, f*ck no. That¡¯s why I had them cut


    my face up and make it look like hers. He has to believe that I¡¯m the one who saved him, not that b*tch


    who came out of nowhere! ¡°Do you know how much I¡¯ve sacrificed for this? I lost my real face over it!


    And now, this is thest hoop I have to jump through. It¡¯s all or f*cking nothing! I¡¯m not letting Deirdre-


    f*cking-McKinnon steal what¡¯s supposed to be mine!¡­ Yeah, don¡¯t just sit there! You want money? Get


    your *ss moving and finish that b*tch once and for all! She¡¯s pregnant with his child, for god¡¯s sake! SheN?velDrama.Org holds this content.


    is not leaving this city with that thing still inside of her! I won¡¯t allow it!¡± Deirdre¡¯s eyes widened in


    disbelief. All this time, she had thought Brendan had simply forgotten the promise he had made to her


    in his post-rescue delirium. She had thought he had simply realized he had fallen in love with Charlene


    after all. But the truth was that she had stolen Deirdre¡¯s rightful ce from her! The shock made her


    mind go nk. She stumbled backward and crashed onto the railing behind her. ¡°Who the f


    ¡ª?¡± Charlene swung the door open and found herself staring at Deirdre. She froze before willing


    herself to recover and demand, ¡°You didn¡¯t hear anything, did you? I was just horsing around with my


    friend. It wasn¡¯t real!¡± Deirdre red daggers at her, and her lips were trembling. ¡°How¡­ How dare


    you?! How dare you! That thing between you and Brendan isn¡¯t true love at all! You went through


    multiple surgeries to look like me so he would think you¡¯re the one who saved him six years


    ago!¡± Deirdre had believed she was the impostor for two years! Two years! Charlene panicked. ¡°No,


    you misunderstood! I love him! Our love is real!¡± ¡°How about you try to convince him yourself?!


    Because I¡¯m telling him the truth!¡± Deirdre roared. Her blood was boiling. She started toward the stairs,


    her footsteps quickened by adrenaline. Charlene sprung up and gave chase. As Deirdre was nearing


    the end of the stairs, Charlene¡¯s desperation morphed into an ugly thought. Her eyes hardened, and


    she shoved the former with all her might. ¡°Ahhhh!¡± Deirdre felt her weight pulling her forward. She


    instinctively covered her abdomen with her hands, but the rest of her body answered gravity¡¯s call and


    plummeted. Her head mmed on the cold, hard floor at full impact, and pain temporarily blinded


    her. For a while, her body refused to move. She watched Charlene descend the stairs steadily before


    glowering at her. ¡°Can¡¯t you just be happy living out the rest of your stupid life in the slums? Why the


    f*ck did you have to steal Brendan from me? Stupid b*tch. You really think he¡¯ll believe you if you tell


    him the ¡®truth¡¯? Get real, sweetie. To him, you¡¯re just a clingy, delusional c*nt who doesn¡¯t know when to


    quit!¡± Darkness overcame Deirdre. When she woke up a whileter, her head was throbbing. The blood


    on the floor had dried up. How much time had passed? She had no idea. There was no one in the living


    room. It felt like all of her strength had left her. She felt bouts of nausea, but she remembered just what


    she¡¯d wanted to do. Brendan had no idea¡­ Brendan had no idea about the truth! Her strength returned


    from an unknown source, and she used it to hoist herself up shakily from the floor. She had always


    been the one Brendan loved. The only reason he did not know was because he had been fooled. He


    had never forgotten their promise!

 Resent, Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 6

    Resent, Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 6


    Chapter 6 You¡¯ll Bear Charlene¡¯s Crime


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    Deirdre was so happy about this that she almost cried. Gritting her teeth to suppress her pain, she


    staggered toward the front door. It opened, its swing slow and creaking. She then looked, and her eyes


    suddenly glinted. ¡°Bren!¡± She stepped forward, animated by her excitement. ¡°Bren, listen! There¡¯s


    something you must kn¡ª¡± ¡°Shut the hell up and follow me!¡± At that moment, Deirdre noticed how


    bone-chillingly frigid he looked. She instantly froze. ¡°W-What¡¯s going on?¡± His stare could freeze blood.


    ¡°Lena was out driving. She ran over someone by ident and killed them. Then, she ran.¡± Deirdre¡¯s


    mind went nk. ¡°She killed someone in a hit-and-run? Then she should report herself to the


    authorities! What does this have to do with¡ª¡± A lump formed in her throat. Her voice broke and


    disbelief dawned on her as she fixed her eyes on him. His words came out like a decree. ¡°Take the


    me for her crime.¡± Deirdre¡¯s eyes widened in horror, and she felt like her world was on the brink of


    copsing. ¡°No! No, no, no! No! Why? Why should I be the one to¡­ to be imprisoned? To be


    sentenced to death? To suffer in her ce?!¡± ¡°Because, Deirdre McKinnon, you pretended to be her for


    two years!¡± Brendan snarled. That woman¡¯s wails were so grating that he cringed. ¡°They managed to


    snap a picture of her when she ran away, but the two of you look the same anyway! Everyone will think


    it was you. You have nowhere to hide.¡± ¡°Then tell the world we¡¯re not the same person! Tell them that


    Charlene and I are two different people!¡± she yelled, her breaths heavy andbored. ¡°And you¡¯re wrong


    about me pretending to be her. She¡¯s the pretender! She took away my life six years ago! I was the one


    who risked her life to save you from the fire, Bren! It was me!¡± Deirdre had expected disbelief and


    shock, and yet to her surprise, Brendan hardly frowned. Something worse took over his features¡ª


    disgust. ¡°Lena was right. You found out about her rescuing me from the fire six years ago, and your


    sorry *ss immediately tried to pretend to be her in that story! You really scraped the bottom of the


    barrel, Deirdre.¡± ¡°What¡­ are you saying?¡± ¡°If you really were the one who saved me 6 years ago, why


    didn¡¯t you re it out like a f*cking PSA over the past two years? It would be just like you to want the


    whole f*cking world to know!¡± Tears burst out of her eyes. God knows how much she had tried to tell


    him over the past two years, but he had never let her finish a sentence. He hated hearing her speak,


    and the only thing he could stomach was her face. His favorite version of her was that of a lowly


    mute. ¡°Look, I have had enough. Report yourself to the authorities without any funny business and I¡¯ll


    make sure you don¡¯t get the death sentence. You¡¯ll get a few years maybe, but by the time you¡¯re


    released, I¡¯llpensate you for your time.¡± Just a few years maybe? A few years?! Deirdre let out a


    brokenugh, her voice thick with tears. ¡°Fat chance, Brendan Brighthall! Don¡¯t you even think you can


    make me do Charlene¡¯s time. She killed someone! She should pay for it with her life!¡± ¡°How¡­ dare


    you!¡± Any ounce of pathos and goodwill had been burned out. A storm then overcame him. ¡°Ah. I get it.


    You love it rough. You¡¯ve always, always loved it rough, right? Good. I can y rough!¡± He stormed


    away from her to destination unknown. Deirdre¡¯s knees buckled, and she crashed on the floor. By the


    time she recovered enough strength to collect her phone, she instantly received a call. Her mother¡¯s


    name, Ophelia McKinnon, shed on the screen. Deirdre answered the call in a heartbeat. ¡°Dee Dee?


    Where are you, Dee Dee?¡± Her mother¡¯s voice was so feeble. So vulnerable. Tears welled up in


    Deirdre¡¯s eyes. Ophelia was cognitively underdeveloped, and her mind was on par with that of a typical


    child. Since Deirdre had agreed to be Charlene¡¯s ceholder wife, Brendan had moved her


    mother to a mansion where care and attention were given to her. Her call was nothing short of


    unexpected. Deirdre sniffled and checked herself before answering, ¡°Hi, M-Mom. I¡¯m, uh, at home with


    Brendan right now. Why are you calling me all of a sudden? Where¡¯s Aunt Engel?¡± Ophelia sounded


    lost. ¡°Aunt Engel? She went away.¡± ¡°Went¡­ away?!¡± Deirdre parroted, feeling stunned. Her mother¡¯s


    nurse, Mrs. Engel, had never left her mother¡¯s side. ¡°Where did she go?¡± ¡°I don¡¯t know¡­¡± Ophelia¡¯s


    loss evolved into audible confusion. ¡°Dee Dee, is this house someone else¡¯s? There were people over


    here. They broke things and pushed me and said they wanted me to get-the-fak-out. Then, they said


    they would make me spend my time in an asylum until I die. What did they really mean?¡± What?!


    Deirdre was stupefied. Before she could react, though, she suddenly heard Ophelia¡¯s shriek. ¡°Arrghhh!


    Get away! Why are you grabbing me?!¡± ¡°Mom?! Mom!¡± The call was cut short, leaving only Deirdre¡¯s


    futile cries echoing into the void. She felt her heart palpitating and leaped into action despite her dizzy


    head. She immediately stopped a cab. She reached Ophelia¡¯s residence and yet found only a stranger


    locking the front door. There was no sight of her mother. Deirdre lunged forward, grabbed a fistful of his


    sleeve, and demanded, ¡°Who are you?! Where is my mother?! What have you people done to


    her?!¡± The stranger swung her hand away without showing a tinge of sympathy. ¡°That nutcase was


    your mother?! God, crazy does run in the family! Those people should have taken you to the cuckoo¡¯s


    nest, too!¡± ¡°The cuckoo¡¯s nest?!¡± Deirdre¡¯s eyes widened in rage. ¡°You people sent my mother to an


    institution and imed this house as your own?! Who the hell gave you the authority?!¡± ¡°Who gave us


    the authority?¡± the man repeated her words mockingly. ¡°The property owner, big-fat-duh! This house


    belongs to the Brighthalls, nutty. And now, Mr. Brighthall wants the house back and wants your mother


    hopping merrily away, okay? By the way, I know you¡¯re thankful for us sending your mom to a


    nuthouse. I mean, have you ever looked at her? She can¡¯t live another day without care. Yeah, you¡¯re


    wee.¡± Just like that, the man got in his car smugly and drove away. Deirdre felt her blood freeze.


    Her mind had begun to reconstruct scenes of her mother¡ªscared, alone, confused¡ªbeing


    manhandled and dragged to a mental institution of unknown reputation. Was this her punishment for


    refusing to bear Charlene¡¯s crime? Something popped on the notification interface of the phone she


    had been holding. It was a video. Deirdre opened it and saw a middle-aged woman shivering in a


    corner. It was her mother! ¡°Open wide, looney!¡± said a disembodied voice. Whoever was speaking was


    standing outside of the frame. The camera turned to a bucket before zooming into its content. It was


    some kind of mushy chum so minced and gooey that no one could tell what kind of food it was


    supposed to be made of. There were even flies hovering above it. The men scooped a bowl of it and


    flung it at Ophelia. ¡°Food, looney! You were whining about being hungry, right?¡± Ophelia shrank into her


    corner disobediently. She shot a look at the food and pinched her nose. ¡°It stinks!¡¯ ¡°Stinks? That¡¯s your


    lunch, looney! You should be grateful to even have a meal! Stop being a picky sh*t and eat


    up!¡± Ophelia clearly jerked away from the man¡¯s bark. Still, she shook her head. ¡°B-B-But I don¡¯t


    wanna! It stinks! It¡¯ll give me a bad tummy¡ª¡± The cameraman did not let her finish. He stepped forward


    and swung a kick at the middle-aged woman, stomping her hard enough that she spread herself on the


    floor. Then, he yanked her head up by her hair before pping her across the cheeks over and over


    again. ¡°When I say eat, you f*cking eat! You¡¯re a f*cking looney, yet you dare call your food bad?! Sh*t,


    make her eat this! Down it into her and show it to Mr. Brighthall!¡± A few more people appeared. They


    pulled back her lips and dumped everything in the bowl into Ophelia¡¯s mouth. Deirdre screamed, ¡°No!


    Nooooo!¡± There was no use. She was out here, given the cruel position of a helpless observer outside


    the camera. All she could do was break down and cry. The video ended, and an unknown number


    followed it up with a text: ¡®This is what you get for refusing to cooperate!¡¯ Deirdre¡¯s face was tear-


    stricken. Nausea caused by her pregnancy welled out of her in vomiting spasms. Her vision blurred,


    and her mind returned to six years ago¡ªwhen before a sea of mes, Brendan had sworn he would


    grant her a life with no pain. But now, he was the one behind every single pang of pain she felt. He was


    cold. He saw her not as human, but as a literal b*tch he could summon anytime he felt the need. His


    words were acrimonious, but she at least understood why. He did not love her. But to give such an


    inhuman order against her mother? To make her eat food fit for livestock and little else just so Deirdre


    would agree to bear Charlene¡¯s sin?! Deirdre knew exactly when it happened. The moment thest


    ember of hope¡ªlong held out for him¡ªdied in her. Brendan Brighthall was no human. He was too


    cruel. Too cruel. There was nothing she could possibly wish anymore. This alone was enough to break


    her. Deirdre wiped the tears off her eyes. Something had died inside her, but that did not stop her from


    moving fast. Her mother was confined in a dubious establishment. She was being tortured right


    now. She called Brendan, who picked up with an impatient snarl, ¡°I thought you said no! The hell are


    you calling me for?¡± She listened to his every word and burst into tears. Six long years of love¡­ gone


    in the wind like ashes. ¡°Do you hate me that much, Brendan? How much¡­ How much do you hate


    me?¡± ¡°What the hell are you on about?¡± ¡°You want me to die¡ªnot just die, but die in despair and agony.


    That¡¯s the only thing that will make you happy, isn¡¯t it?!¡± ¡°What the f*ck?!¡± Silence. A beatter, Deirdre


    finally spoke in a voice interrupted by her tears. ¡°I¡¯ll do it. I¡¯ll take her ce and die. As long as¡­ As


    long as my mom gets to live like she did before. I¡¯ll do exactly what you wanted and disappear from


    your life forever!¡±

 Resent, Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 7

    Resent, Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 7


    Chapter 7 This Is Goodbye


    Brendan realized, btedly, that she was referring to his previous request regarding Charlene¡¯s crime.


    Still, not even the apocalypse could convince him that she meant what she had said about getting out


    of his life forever. How was he supposed to believe that when this woman had the tenacity and


    slobbering devotion of a dog in love with its master? She would not leave no matter his treatment. That


    child she was carrying for him would only encourage her to haunt him even more. His tone was


    noticeably softer than usual, though. He still needed her to bear Charlene¡¯s sentence, after all. ¡°Look,


    ease up. Now that you agreed to go in her ce, I¡¯ll hold up my end of the bargain and make sure


    there won¡¯t be a death sentence. Just stay there for five months while Ie up with a way to get you


    released. As for your mother? I assure you, I¡¯ll send some of my people to get her back.¡± For the


    longest time, there was only silence on the other side. Brendan was not known for his patience, so the


    fact that he had spoken that much to Deirdre was probably the maximum limit of his goodwill. ¡°Go.


    Now. Report yourself to the authorities,¡± he added hastily, breaking the silence. ¡°If there¡¯s nothing else


    to talk about, I¡¯m hanging up. I am in the middle of a meeting.¡± ¡°Brendan.¡± His name sounded uncanny,


    as though the word itself caused the woman agony. ¡°This is goodbye.¡± Brendan froze. By the time he


    snapped out of his surprise, the call was already cut. He frowned. He could hear it in her voice¡ªmorbid


    determination. It strangely pissed him off. What was that supposed to mean? That she was finally going


    to leave for good just because she¡¯d have to bear Charlene¡¯s sentence for a while? Yeah-f*cking-right.


    She was the same idiot who had shadowed his side for two goddamned years without any formal,


    legal, or emotional recognition. She was so vishly devoted that she had lost even the will to


    comin or protest! Getting that same woman to give up was impossible! That had to be it. This was


    just another one of her pity baits! Besides, getting that b*tch out of his hair would be like getting his


    biggest wish granted. ¡°Mr. Brighthall?¡± Steven spoke to remind him of their ongoing meeting. Brendan


    took it as his cue to discard this unexpected emotional wave and return to the conference


    room. ¡­¡­ Deirdre hailed a ride to the police station as soon as the call ended. ¡°My name is Charlene


    McKinney, and I¡¯m here to report a hit-and-run. I was the one who killed the victim. I was scared of theBelongs ? to N?velDrama.Org.


    consequences, so I ran away. But now, I¡¯vee to my senses and I am ready to do my time. I plead


    guilty.¡± There was no life in her hollow gaze. She raised her hands in surrender as a mob descended


    upon her. They were family members of the dead, whose rage animated their fists and pommels. They


    screamed at her, hoping that she would die so that their daughter could have her life back. Deirdre was


    battered. The best defense she coulde up with was protecting her abdomen with her hands,


    hoping that no harm woulde to the child. The riot only stopped after the cops stepped in. News


    outlets ran the story, and the city stirred in response. Deirdre was imprisoned amid the furor. ¡°Move!¡± At


    the end of a narrow, humid corridor, an iron gate opened. The prison guards pushed Deirdre through it,


    and after quickening her pace for a while, she looked up and saw four other inmates in her room. All of


    them hadrge, imposing figures and they shot her ugly res of malice. The door creaked and closed.


    The inmates walled Deirdre in, forcing her into a corner. ¡°So this is the c*nt, huh? Ptooey. I thought


    she¡¯d at least look like an angel, you know? But we ended up with a b*tch with sh*t for a face! No


    wonder Mr. Brighthall was disgusted!¡± Deirdre panicked. ¡°W-What are you trying to do?! I¡¯m t-t-telling


    the guards!¡± Someone reached out, grabbed her hair, and mmed her head against the wall. Thud,


    thud, thud. A rhythm Deirdre could not be freed from took over, and ck spots filled her vision. ¡°Yo,


    tryna¡¯ be a snitch already? We got a snitch b*tch!¡± the leader of the posse snarled. ¡°Go ahead and tell


    them, I dare you. You can even tell God if you want, but honey, not even He can save you. Here, you¡¯re


    just a b*tch. Our b*tch. Get on all fours and start barking!¡± The rest of the posse parroted their leader.


    ¡°Yeah, get down, b*tch! Bark, bark!¡± Deirdre bit her lip. ¡°I¡­¡± She had not evenpleted her sentence


    when she felt a kick to the back of her knees. Her legs buckled and she fell forward. Then, the inmates


    pinned her head down to the ground. She had to be on all fours for the rest of the day. The night


    offered no sce either. They did not let her sleep on the bed, and she was only allowed to sleep in the


    corner of the room. Deirdre tried to get the guards¡¯ help, but her pleas fell on deaf ears. All she got in


    return was escting violence and bullying. Her mental state deteriorated, and her face was


    permanently tear-stricken. The only things anchoring her to life were the child in her stomach and the


    promise Brendan had made. Five months, he had said. She would only be there for five months, and


    when that time was up¡­ she would leave this city with her mother and never, evere back. Deirdre


    spent her time counting down the days. One day, as usual, she retreated to her corner and talked to


    the child inside her. At that moment, the door was kicked open, revealing her jail mates. Their eyes


    were eerily fixed on Deirdre¡¯s stomach. ¡°You¡¯re¡­ pregnant?¡±

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    Resent, Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 8


    Chapter 8 He¡¯s Not Granting Her Clemency


    Deirdre froze for a second. She had hardly recovered from the shock when someone stepped forward,


    grabbed her ankle, and began to drag her on the floor. ¡°What are you doing?! Stop! Noooo!¡± Her


    screams fell on deaf ears. The leader responded with her own irate yell. ¡°That demon-spawn inside you


    sure doesn¡¯t know when to quit! Does it know it¡¯s been two months already? Should havee


    flushing out a long time ago, you stubborn pain in the *ss. At this rate, we¡¯ll have to be abortion


    providers ourselves, and that¡¯s just sh*t!¡± Deirdre¡¯s eyes widened. She wriggled out of the woman¡¯s


    hold and fell on her knees, her hands sped. ¡°I¡¯m begging you, please spare my child! It¡¯s


    innocent!¡± ¡°But you¡¯re not, are you?¡± came the chilling retort. ¡°Your sin, b*tch, is being an unrepentant


    simp to Mr. Brighthall. That¡¯s it! The sh*ttiest, most terrible sin. Honestly, we¡¯re just delivering your


    punishment! God, you have no idea how much he wants you dead already. And he emphatically wants


    that unwanted spawn in you gone! ¡°Sorry, but not sorry, sweetie. Time for your operation!¡± The rest of


    the posse each swung a kick. Then they closed in and pinned each of her limbs in ce. Deirdre was


    so shocked by the revtion that her mind went nk. She copsed into tears, sobbing. ¡°That¡¯s not


    what he promised! That¡¯s not what he said! He said I could keep the kid! He s-s-said he would make


    sure I survived!¡± Now all this torment and tribtions, as well as the guards¡¯ grotesque negligence,


    made sense. Who else had the money and status to override the legal rights of an individual? Who else


    but Brendan Brighthall?! But¡­ why? Why?! She had taken her ce! She was doing Charlene¡¯s time


    in her stead! Why had he not granted her clemency yet? Did he really hate her that much?! ¡°God,


    whyyyyyy?!¡± she shrieked at the top of her lungs. She felt like she was exploding into tears and pain¡ª


    so much pain, ring and burning and wing at her innards, making her body implode against the


    sudden eruption. Even her hardened aggressors were taken aback. ¡°F*ck, put her down, you idiots! Pry


    her mouth open! We¡¯re getting this sh*t done right now, before she goes batsh*t crazy!¡± They


    overpowered Deirdre¡¯s breakdown¡ªhands over hands, fingers over fingers¡ªand reached into the


    inner wall of her mouth, yanking hard. One of them dug a white pill out of her pocket and put it into


    Deirdre¡¯s mouth. She fought, gagging to stop it from going down her throat. The inmate had difficultyContentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDra/ma.O(r)g!


    carrying out her given order, which exasperated the leader. She jabbed her leg into Deirdre¡¯s stomach,


    paralyzing her with pain and pushing the pill down her throat. ¡°Hey! Do you remember what else Mr.


    Brighthall said?¡± a short-haired woman whose role was to hold Deirdre¡¯s arm in ce chirped. She


    winked at the leader. ¡°He said she doesn¡¯t deserve to have a face like that, ¡®member? If she¡¯s gonna


    live, she should live with something that fits¡­ her level of hideousness! So, what do you say we make


    that happen right now too?¡± The leader reeled in realization. She reached under her pillow and


    produced arge ss shard. ¡°Damn straight,¡± she agreed, her lips twisting into a lopsided smile. ¡°This


    is a f*cking murderer we have here,dies! A murderer shouldn¡¯t look remotely like¡ªthis!¡± A new shot


    of pain erupted in Deirdre¡¯s stomach. It ate so deeply into her that she arched her back instinctively


    ¡ª Then, new, sharper pain came, tearing through Deirdre¡¯s face. The women were drawing¡ªthe shard


    was their pen; her face their bloody easel. Warm, red liquid poured out of their artwork like a macabre


    spring before backflowing into Deirdre¡¯s nostrils. Deirdre sputtered and spat out blood at them. The


    leader cursed angrily, ¡°You dirty f*cking c*nt!¡± Her words were followed by another kick. Deirdre had no


    idea where her strength came from, but it somehow rose to her unconscious calling. She grabbed the


    woman by her thigh and bit the arm of another captor so hard that she drew blood and took a little bit of


    flesh. ¡°F*ck! F*cking hurts!¡± ¡°The¡ªnerve!¡± Her retaliation fanned their already monstrous rage. It turned


    into a beating, many against one, and not a single aggressor was sober enough to withhold her


    strength. Streams of blood oozed out of Deirdre until finally¡­ She was no longer moving. ¡°G-Girls? Is


    she¡­ dead?¡± The mob froze. Panic slowly trickled into them until it was the only expression on their


    faces. Their goal had been to ruin Deirdre¡¯s face¡ªnot, well, kill her! ¡°Oh my God! She¡¯s still breathing!


    God, she¡¯s still breathing!¡± one of them finally cried out in a trembling voice. ¡°Call the damn


    guards!¡± ¡­¡­ ¡®It hurts.¡¯ The thought materialized as soon as she was conscious. Pain was spreading


    across her body. Deirdre waspelled to look for any kind of painkiller. She opened her eyes, feeling


    lost, and felt a nket over her body. She then touched her abdomen. Her fingers froze. It was


    t. ¡°God, are you awake?¡± a gentle voice came from a distance. It was female. ¡°You¡¯ve been out for


    four days! You must be thirsty. Stay there. I¡¯ll pour you a ss!¡± Deirdre heard the sound of a cup being


    filled. ¡°T-Thank you,¡± she breathed. ¡°Here you go.¡± She reached out¡ªand paused. Raising her head,


    she said, ¡°It¡¯s kinda dark in here. C-Can you please turn on the lights? I can¡¯t tell where the cup is.¡± The


    doctor froze too. She considered Deirdre before waving her hand in front of thetter¡¯s eyes gingerly.

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    Chapter 9 You¡¯re Free


    Deirdre¡¯s eyes did not focus. They did not react at all. The doctor pressed her lips with a pang of pity.


    Faced with a woman whose face was in irreversible ruin, the doctor suddenly found it hard to form any


    words. ¡°E-Excuse me?¡± Deirdre asked obviously. ¡°Are you still there, doctor?¡± She reached out before


    retreating sharply, as if something terrible had unfurled in her mind. Her voice was shaking. ¡°W-Where


    are the lights? It¡¯s so dark in here! I can¡¯t see a thing! Turn on the lights!¡± She pulled the nket away


    from her and leaped out of bed, knocking off the hospital trolley beside her. There was a loud


    cacophony of shattering ss as Deirdre crashed on the floor. ¡°Easy, there!¡± the doctor warned as she


    stepped forward to help her out. ¡°There are trolleys around you. It¡¯s quite the walking hazard,


    alright?¡± ¡°Trolleys? Where?¡± Deirdre asked, her voice thick with tears. ¡°Why can¡¯t I see them, doctor?


    It¡¯s pitch ck in here, right? Right? There¡¯s a p-p-power cut, perhaps? I¡¯ll see again once the lights are


    back on, right? Right?¡± The doctor¡¯s eyes reddened, but she did her best tofort Deirdre. ¡°Easy,


    easy. Let me check your eyes for a second, okay? It might just be a case of temporary blindness, which


    could happen when your optic nerves are under duress. It¡¯s curable as long as we treat it in time, so


    don¡¯t be scared.¡± Deirdre¡¯s lips were trembling. ¡®Don¡¯t be scared?¡¯ How could she not be scared?! She


    had gone through hell and all kinds of tribtions for two months. Her baby was gone. Her sight was


    gone. Abject despair weighed on her. ¡°Doctor, p-please!¡± she said, her voice rough and jagged as


    though she had to drag the words out of her throat. ¡°Please help me see again¡­ I¡¯ve already¡­ lost so


    much¡­¡± The doctor did her best as disappointment piled in her. The facility they were in right now was


    not equipped to do anything! ¡°I¡¯m reporting this to my supervisor, miss. I¡¯ll do my best to ensure that


    they get you to an actual hospital for immediate treatment!¡± she dered firmly. ¡°Please wait


    here!¡± With onest encouraging p on Deirdre¡¯s back, the good doctor headed outside to talk to the


    cops. Alone, Deirdre shivered uncontrobly. She pressed her fingernails close to her abdomen and


    tried¡ªbut it was empty inside. The life that used to live there was gone. Brendan¡¯s relentless barrage


    had finally killed it. It should not have existed, yes, but she had never imagined its life would end like


    this. She had been obedient; she had done exactly what had been demanded of her and had lost every


    ounce of dignity in the process. She had sacrificed everything, so why? Why would Brendan not spare


    her even the smallest kindness? Why did he have to throw her heart to the ground and crush it under


    his boots like that?! Deirdre wrapped her arms around herself and sobbed. In between her ownbored


    breaths, she heard something else beyond the room. It sounded like an argument. She felt her way out


    of her bed gingerly, crawling across the floor, and felt for the doorknob. She twisted it and the sounds


    became clear. ¡°Why aren¡¯t we sending a sick patient to a special hospital?! She¡¯s in a critical state¡ªthe


    only way we could save her is by getting her to a hospital!¡ªListen! Our inaction is going to ruin a


    young woman¡¯s eyes for life!¡± ¡°Mercedes Jones, can you stop being so naive for once? Do you really


    think she got into this state by herself? It was meant to happen¡ªbecause that man willed it so! How


    else could she have ended up like this? And have you already forgotten just how long it took for public


    fury to subside? If we leaked any news about Charlene at the moment, we¡¯d be stoking the same


    mes again! Don¡¯t you get it?¡± ¡°I know but¡­ Can¡¯t we do this in secret?¡± ¡°No.¡± Finality reverberated in


    the man¡¯s voice. ¡°These are Mr. Brighthall¡¯s wishes. Anyone who offends him will end up like


    this.¡± ¡®These are Mr. Brighthall¡¯s wishes.¡¯ ¡®Anyone who offends him will end up like this.¡¯ The man¡¯s


    words echoed in Deirdre¡¯s mind. All the pain and sorrow that could ever have sprung from deep within


    her chest surged forward. The boundless darkness that had recently enveloped her paledpared to


    the biting cold freezing her heart. The frost hurt. The pain chilled her. Once again, she fell to the floor


    and wept. She then whimpered. ¡®I regret saving you, Brendan. Why did I save you?! ¡®I thought the man


    I rescued would honor his pledge. I thought he would see me as someone precious¡ªsomeone who


    deserved to be loved. But I didn¡¯t save a man that day, after all. ¡®I saved the Devil.¡¯ ¡°Miss McKinney!¡±


    Mercedes cried out. rmed, she hurried toward her. Deirdre¡¯s lips trembled. ¡°P-


    Phone¡­¡± ¡°Sorry?¡± Tears rolled out of Deirdre¡¯s unseeing eyes. ¡°Phone¡­ Please lend me your phone,¡±


    she pleaded. ¡°I need to call him¡­ Call Brendan¡­ So I can ask him¡­ How? How could he be so cruel


    to me? Why does he hate me so much?! What the f*ck did I do?!¡± Even as tears ravaged her face, her


    eyes remained dull and unalive. All that was left on her ashen face was dejection. She hated how unfair


    this had been. She loathed it down to her bones. Then, she heard the man who had spoken before.


    ¡°You killed someone in a hit-and-run! You should be grateful that the court revoked the deathContent rights belong to N?velDrama.Org.


    sentence!¡± he scoffed. ¡°I can¡¯t believe you¡¯re screaming ¡®what did I do?¡¯ as if you¡¯ve learned nothing.


    What did the person you murdered do¡­ to deserve running into you?!¡± ¡°Conrad!¡± Mercedes hissed.


    She shot a re at him and stuffed her phone into Deirdre¡¯s hand. ¡°I¡¯m sorry. I¡¯m afraid there¡¯s little I


    can do. Miss McKinney? This might be your only hope.¡± Deirdre caressed the phone, feeling lost. ¡°God,


    I¡¯m sorry! You can¡¯t see,¡± Mercedes said hastily. ¡°I¡¯ll help. What¡¯s his number?¡± Deirdre would always be


    able to recite Brendan¡¯s number from heart. This was the first time saying it aloud hurt, though¡ªlike


    being stabbed in the chest each time she said something. The call was connected, and Deirdre


    snatched the phone and held it to her ear. Brendan¡¯s voice was frigid. ¡°Who¡¯s this?¡± Another voice¡ª


    coy, feminine, and filled with feigned anger¡ªcalled out to him almost instantly. ¡°Bren, what about this


    one? This bridal veil is just gorgeous, right? It¡¯s a perfect match for your suit! We¡¯re gonna look so


    beautiful in our picture today!¡± Any movement on Deirdre¡¯s face was suspended. Thest of her tears


    trickled down her cheek. As she was going through hell, Brendan and Charlene were excitedly taking


    their wedding photos. ¡°It¡¯s amazing,¡± he replied with apliment. Charleneughed. Then, she sighed


    a little sadly. ¡°I still think I¡¯ve done Miss McKinnon dirty, you know? I can¡¯t believe she¡¯s in there doing


    time in my ce right now¡­ It¡¯s my fault, Bren. I shouldn¡¯t have run when it happened.¡± ¡°Don¡¯t even


    mention her name,¡± Brendan scoffed. His trademark impatience was back. ¡°Today¡¯s a day for


    celebration, and I¡¯m not letting her ruin it. What¡¯s there to talk about, anyway? She¡¯s already in


    prison.¡± Deirdre¡¯s heart was as cold as a pile of ashes. It was true. He had never cared about her¡ª


    dead, alive, or anything in between. How else could he have ordered people to ruin her face and kill the


    one thing holding Deirdre¡¯s deepest hope? He would not care if she had turned blind. He would not


    even give a damn if she were dead¡ªbecause it would be just another one of his wishes getting


    granted. A long beat. Deirdre passed the phone, its screen ck in inactivity, back to Mercedes. The


    doctor was a little confused. Why had she not spoken? The only answer she could see was the


    woman¡¯s change before her eyes. While she had been palpably suffering from abject sorrow just


    seconds ago, something had disced it. Despair was oozing from her every pore. The woman had


    suddenly grown numb. Mercedes was at a loss for words. A whileter, Deirdre finally spoke. ¡°Please


    take me back to my cell.¡± ¡°Back? Back there?¡± Mercedes parroted her request, sounding stunned. ¡°B-


    But your eyes!¡± Deirdre shed her the most mirthless smile the doctor had ever seen. ¡°It¡¯s okay.¡± It


    was her punishment for falling in love with the Devil. She had been blind since that moment; she just


    had not known it yet. It was the same blindness that had made her stay by that man¡¯s side


    unconditionally for two years. It had all started the moment she hadid these cursed eyes on him. ¡®I


    ept my punishment, Brendan. I owe you nothing more.¡¯ ¡­¡­ Six monthster, in a prisonplex,


    a guard opened the door to one of its many cells. There was no light inside the room, but one could


    make out the shape of a woman curled up against the corner. A revolting stench followed her, and on


    her scarred face, a pair of milky eyes were looking ahead. The sound of the door opening caused her


    head to tip slightly toward it. The guard frowned in repulsion. ¡°Charlene McKinney? Get out. You¡¯re


    free.¡±

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    Chapter 10 Hero


    The guard took Deirdre to fill in her release papers. Before she was finished, though, she asked,


    ¡°Excuse me, can you help me make a call?¡± ¡°Sure.¡± She recited a string of numbers and waited, but no


    one picked up. Puzzled, the guard helping her wondered aloud, ¡°Looks like this number belongs to no


    one, ma¡¯am. Who were you trying to contact?¡± ¡°Ophelia McKinnon. She¡¯s¡­ my adoptive


    mother.¡± ¡°Adoptive mother?¡± Something about that name sounded familiar. He perused the death


    reports next to him and found that very name on one of the papers. Deirdre balled her fists up


    nervously. ¡°So? Is she doing fine? She¡¯s changed numbers, right? Can you give me her home


    address?¡± The guard exchanged a look with his colleague. ¡°Please tell me her address. I¡¯ll go visit her,¡±


    she added. Deirdre asked the guards to help her into a bus heading to the eastern side of Neve. It was


    a journey fraught with faceless mutters and whispers, but Deirdre pretended to be deaf and held onto


    the rail. Hoping. ¡®Mom, I¡¯m home.¡¯ Brendan had failed to keep up his end of the promise. He had said


    she was only going to be in prison for five months, and yet the entire ordeal had cost her eight months


    of her life. No. She could endure all that. As long as her mother was still alive. That was all she


    needed. She disembarked, suddenly having no idea what to do. This unseen environment was new


    and unfamiliar. She listened hard for any signal that someone was passing by and reached out to


    someone. ¡°Hello, excuse me, but can you¡ª¡± ¡°Aaahhh! What the hell? Get off me!¡± Deirdre heard a


    woman scream before a force pped her stretched hand away. The momentum knocked her off her,


    and she fell on the road. Caressing her scarred face, Deirdre gritted her teeth and raised her head to


    try again, ¡°Sorry, I was just hoping you would¡ª¡± Showing her face again elicited even more panic. A


    man who must have been with the woman joined themotion by kicking Deirdre away from their


    path. ¡°Where the hell did this nutcase escape from?!¡± he jeered in contempt. ¡°Get out of the way,


    Freddy Krueger. Approach us again and I swear I¡¯ll beat you all the way to kingdome!¡± The man


    brandished his knuckles and left with the woman. Deirdre was used to it. She got back to her feet and


    continued to search for someone kind enough to help. Unfortunately, everyone she met was repulsed


    by her appearance. ¡°God, what the hell is up with that face? Who let someone like this out?¡± ¡°Did she


    escape from some kind of institution or something?¡± ¡°God, I swear, if I were in her shoes, I wouldn¡¯t be


    able to ept this. I¡¯d rather take my own life!¡± Take her own life? Deirdre cast her lifeless eyes down


    and bit her lip. No, she could not do that¡ªher mother needed her. They only had each other. She


    mustered all her courage and tried again. She managed to catch the attention of another pedestrian,


    but this time, she hung her head low to avoid any attention to her face. ¡°Excuse me! How do you get to


    the Prunus Estate in East Neve from here?¡± As if worried that the stranger might find her sudden


    request irritating, she added, ¡°I¡¯m blind, sorry. I can¡¯t read the signs on my own.¡± Sterling Fuller paused


    mid-step. His face seemed to have frozen in time. ¡°Dee?¡± Deirdre¡¯s heart skipped a beat. ¡°Dr.


    Fuller?¡± Sterling Fuller was a doctor who had once lived in the city slum for a few months. Deirdre had


    been a sickly young woman growing up, so Sterling had made quite a few house visits from time to


    time without ever asking for payment. He was the one who had helped her live. He was her hero. She


    had never imagined she would meet the doctor four years down the road, and the emotional weight of


    their idental reunion dawned upon her. She sniffled. Then, Sterling frowned. ¡°Your eyes! What


    happened to them? What¡­ What happened to you over the past few years that I¡¯ve been gone?¡± ¡°I¡­¡±


    She choked. It was a living nightmare¡ªall of it. She remembered the damage her face had sustained


    and lowered her head again. ¡°It¡¯s all in the past now. I¡¯m here to look for my mom.¡± ¡°You¡¯re looking for


    Mrs. McKinnon, huh¡­¡± Sterling looked down on the bag he was holding. The urn was nestled inside


    along with a picture of Ophelia. He had been hoping to bring them home so he could at least give the


    woman a resting ce of some kind. He moved his gaze, this time with pity, to Deirdre. The truth


    sounded really cruel, so Sterling found himself telling a lie. ¡°Well, you missed her big time. Mrs.


    McKinnon is currently abroad because of her condition.¡± ¡°She¡¯s getting treated abroad?¡± ¡°Yeah! See, it


    was not helpful to let her stay in her current condition, so the moment I heard about this expert


    neurologist abroad, I arranged a flight to get her there and see if she could be treated. It happened


    just¡­ a fortnight ago!¡± ¡°Really?¡± Deirdre was sad to hear that she had missed her mother, but she was


    also genuinely d to know that Ophelia was finally getting treatment. ¡°This is the greatest news ever!


    That means¡­ she will be able to talk to me normally once she¡¯s back, right?¡± A smile¡ªa very rare


    urrence for her¡ªslipped onto her lips. ¡°Say, why are you here, Dr. Fuller?¡± she asked. Sterling


    froze. Why was he here? Because Ophelia had had no one other than Deirdre and him on her contact


    list at the hour of her death. No one could contact Deirdre, so the police had gotten to him. ¡°Uh, Mrs.


    McKinnon called me before she went abroad about doing some minor housekeeping for her.¡± ¡°I see, I


    see. Thank you. You¡¯re very kind.¡± Deirdre bit her lips. There was something else she wanted to say,


    but she lowered her head even more at the bted realization that Sterling must have seen her face by


    now. It disgusted him too, did it not? Deirdre had no idea how wrong she was¡ªSterling did not care at


    all. In fact, it was as though he had not seen it at all. ¡°Well, do you have anywhere else to be? If not,


    come with me! It¡¯s great to see you here. Let me walk with you.¡± Shortly after the two of them left, a


    Maybach pulled over to the side of the road nearby. Through the window, one could see Brendan


    frown, looking obviously exasperated. ¡°Mr. Brighthall? Do you want to collect the estate back now that


    Mrs. McKinnon is dead?¡± Steven asked tentatively. ¡°God, leave it. I don¡¯t give a damn,¡± he snapped. A


    new thought formed in his mind, and he added, ¡°And I want no news of Ophelia¡¯s passing leaked, you


    hear me? Don¡¯t let Deirdre know!¡± That woman loved her mother more than anything in the world. After


    her ordeal in prison, hearing about her mother¡¯s death would send Deirdre into a possessed, hysterical


    fit. ¡°Already on it.¡± Brendan¡¯s temper subsided a little. ¡°How much longer until she can be released from


    prison? No one¡¯s paying attention to her anymore, right?¡± There was a glint in Steven¡¯s eyes, but it


    soon disappeared. ¡°She was released today, but since the citizens of Neve still can¡¯t forgive her for her


    crime, she¡¯s practically a pariah in this city. I¡¯ve arranged for someone to take her elsewhere so she


    can begin her life anew.¡± Brendan¡¯s eyebrows were furrowed in dissatisfaction, but he suppressed his


    rage in the end. ¡°Fine. It¡¯s probably better that way, anyway. We¡¯ll wait until Ophelia¡¯s thing is over


    before taking her back here. The baby should have already been born by now.¡± Based on what he


    remembered about her, Deirdre would probably begin to try snaking her way back to his side now that


    she¡¯d had his child. He might not love her, but he could still put on a show and pretend to care¡ª


    especially after Ophelia¡¯s ident. That way, that drama queen would not throw another one of her


    tantrums to gain his favor. He watched his car window roll up. ¡°Let¡¯s go.¡± ¡­¡­. A yearter¡­ It was a


    bustling day at the clinic, and the corridor was rather packed with patients waiting for their turn. Dr.


    Sterling Fuller held a stethoscope to his patient before calling out to his assistant in another room,


    ¡°Dee? Acebutolol and Aliskiren, the usual amount! Thanks!¡± ¡°Okay!¡± a mellifluous voice answered. A


    whileter, the door opened to reveal a woman in a simple, modest dress. She had her hair in a side


    ponytail, exposing the tracks of scars running across her face. Her eyes, though beautiful, were lifeless.


    Despite her initial appearance, one could not help being taken aback by her kindly, demureposure.


    It was enough to blunt any fear her face would have otherwise elicited. She made her way to the doctor


    slowly but expertly. ¡°Here.¡± ¡°Always a big help,¡± Sterling replied with a smile. As he gave instructions to


    his patient, Deirdre made her way to the courtyard. There was quite amotion, as some children


    engaged in loud, rough y. She felt her way toward them, her fingers gliding across the wall, and


    smiled. ¡°Hmm. I seem to distinctly remember telling you kids to keep it down a little,¡± she said. ¡°If you


    continue making a ruckus, I¡¯m gonna have to put my foot down and close the yard off!¡± As the kids¡¯ toys


    were all Deirdre¡¯s handiwork, they quickly realized the severity of her ¡°threat¡±. They swarmed around


    her and raced to win her affection back. ¡°A! Sorry, Miss Deirdre. We¡¯ll keep it down.¡± The other


    patientsughed. ¡°There we go, Dee¡¯s superpower in action! You¡¯re the only one who can make a


    bunch of gremlins behave!¡± Deirdre chuckled as a warm wind blew. This was the slum where she used


    to live. A year ago, Sterling had decided that Deirdre¡¯s condition was too serious for him to leave her


    alone, so he had taken her back to the one ce she was most familiar with and opened a clinic there.


    As the year had gone by, they had helped countless patients recover, and distracted by purpose and


    work, Deirdre seemed to have forgotten about the scar in her heart. ¡°Oh, you better be sorry! Come on,


    we¡¯re heading to the yard!¡± ¡°Yaaaaay!¡± Outside the clinic, a luxury car stopped. Charlene McKinney


    emerged from the car in a vintage long dress, clutching her luxury bag and scanning her surroundings,


    her features cringing in contempt. ¡°Urgh, what kind of sh*thole is this? And the air! It stinks! I think I¡¯m


    allergic to the air around here,¡± she moaned. ¡°Bren, why are we seeing a doctor in this oversized


    dumpster in the middle of nowhere?¡± A man materialized from the car. His fully-decked suit did nothing


    to hide his well-toned muscles, but it was his godlike features that attracted other people¡¯s eyes.


    Everything about him was maic. Just one look from him, and anyone¡¯s heart would thump.Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDra/ma.O(r)g!

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    Chapter 11 That¡¯s Not Her


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    He had one hand in his pocket, and his eyebrows were tightly furrowed. However, he said in a soft


    voice as he listened to the woman¡¯sints, ¡°Your body is frail, and you¡¯re constantly experiencing


    dizzy spells that you still can¡¯t recover from after seeking treatment for a year. It¡¯s apparent that your


    body has yet to recover fully. Even though this ce is tiny, the doctor who runs it is highly reputable.


    He will certainly be able to cure you.¡± ¡°This tiny little clinic?¡± Charlene was filled with disbelief but she


    saw Brendan¡¯s displeased expression out of the corner of her eyes. She bit her lower lip to brace


    herself before assuming a different expression immediately and wrapping her arm around the man¡¯s


    strong shoulder. ¡°I¡¯m only worried that this is some swindler and you¡¯re going to waste your money and


    time on this. Do you know how guilty that makes me feel, especially when you¡¯re such a busy man?¡± ¡°I


    won¡¯t.¡± Brendan¡¯s gazended on her arm, and he furrowed his eyebrows in an uneasy manner. ¡°Your


    health is more important than anything else, and I won¡¯t let the opportunity to cure you slip, even if


    there¡¯s just a 1% sess rate.¡± Charlene¡¯s cheeks blushed. ¡°You¡¯re really good to me, Brendan.¡± The


    two of them entered the clinic and asked about the location of Sterling¡¯s office. Brendan was about to


    head to the location when he heard the sound of children moring all of a sudden. ¡°Ms. Deirdre, I


    want to get on the swing!¡± Brendan could not hear it clearly because he was standing far away but he


    looked toward the backyard subconsciously and saw a figure. Brendan was stunned. ¡®Deirdre? That


    can¡¯t be right!¡¯ He denied the thought at once. ¡®She¡¯s not here. She already escaped to another country


    with the child a long time ago. ¡®Besides, she is supposed toe and see me if she is back. Why


    would she be at this small clinic?¡¯ ¡°What¡¯s going on with you, Brendan?¡± Brendan collected his


    thoughts, but Deirdre¡¯s name was deeply ingrained into his mind and he was having trouble stopping


    himself from thinking about it. ¡°I¡¯m fine.¡± A momentter, his tightly-clenched fist rxed. ¡°Let¡¯s head


    inside.¡± Sterling checked Charlene¡¯s vital signs before he scribbled a prescription for medication and


    told her to take some precautionary steps. Brendan was seated in an area not far away, fiddling with


    the Coral Bells potted nt ced at a corner. The potted nt looked rather familiar to him. He


    remembered that when the woman had married him, she had not been fond of being outside. It was as


    if her biggest hobby was to spend all day pruning and fiddling with the Coral Bells in the living


    room. She would chuckle and say, ¡°Brendan, do you know what Coral Bells symbolize? They


    symbolize a bright future because they can bloom with the most beautiful colors on the coldest days.


    Do you think that our rtionship will be the same?¡± ¡°The potted nt.¡± Brendan tugged at his tie


    impatiently and spoke out of nowhere. ¡°Is not amon nt. Why did you choose to nt it, Dr.


    Fuller?¡± Sterling looked up. His expression was stern, but he appeared to be smiling when he looked at


    the Coral Bells. His eyes were swirling with emotion. ¡°I don¡¯t know much about nts. She nted


    them.¡± ¡°She?¡± Brendan became agitated for no apparent reason but remembered the figure he had


    seen in the backyard earlier, so he asked almost instantaneously, ¡°Who is she?¡± Before Sterling could


    answer, the office door was opened and Deirdre walked through, saying, ¡°Sterling, the rope swing in


    the backyard snapped and the children almost got hurt. Remember to get a sturdy rope to rece it


    after work.¡± Deirdre suddenly felt a scorching hot gaze on her when she finished her sentence. Her


    senses were sharp due to her impaired vision, and she felt uneasy. ¡°Is there a patient here?¡± she


    asked, looking in Brendan¡¯s direction cautiously. Brendan¡¯s fists were tightly clenched, and he was


    furious beyondparison. He could feel his blood pulsing in his veins the very moment he saw


    Deirdre¡¯s face. Her face was covered in deep scars, and there was no way to see her facial features.


    She was beyond hideous, and her eyes were even worse. Not even a glint of radiance could be seen in


    her dead eyes, and it felt as if her pupils were covered with ayer of gauze. Brendan was stunned so


    much that he could not move his body. ¡®Is that Deirdre? ¡®No¡­ This can¡¯t be Deirdre!¡¯ Deirdre was


    supposed to show up before him beautiful and filled with delight, holding a one-year-old child. ¡®How did


    she turn into this? It must be an illusion. It must be!¡¯ Brendan refused to believe that. He had protected


    Deirdre despite her wild ambitions and her constantly going against his wishes. He had always


    assigned someone to protect her in view of her willingness to act as a scapegoat. ¡®How did she end up


    disfigured and blind?¡¯ Brendan¡¯s expression was ice-cold, and he exuded a cold demeanor as he left,


    mming the door under the watchful eyes of everyone else.

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    Resent, Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 12


    Chapter 12 She Smiled to the Other Man


    Charlene could not help bing panicky and clenching her teeth. ¡®Damn it! Why would this lingering


    b*tch show up here?¡¯ She took the prescription written by Sterling, tossed the money to him, and ran


    outside in a haste. She was attempting to conceal her expression to the best of her abilities despite


    feeling like she would lose it soon. She could not help panicking and she had a feeling that something


    was about to change, yet she was trying to calm herself with great effort. ¡®Those people in jail did a


    rather good job. Deirdre is already hideous beyond recognition. It would be fine even if Brendan were


    to encounter her. ¡®How can a woman who disgusts anyone who steals an extra nce at her be worthy


    of Brendan¡¯s attention?¡¯ At this thought, she calmed down and went after Brendan¡¯s furious


    silhouette. Deirdre was frozen in the same spot in the office. ¡®Why do I feel that the man who mmed


    the door and left had a familiar presence about him? ¡®It feels like¡­¡¯ Deirdre¡¯s gaze was filled with


    chaotic emotions, but she was clenching her hands tightly to make herself calm down. ¡®It can¡¯t be¡­ It


    can¡¯t be¡­¡¯ ¡°Are you okay, Deirdre?¡± Sterling¡¯s concerned voice was heard, and he took her ice-cold


    hands in his. ¡°Did that startle you?¡± He furrowed his eyebrows in the direction of the departing people.


    ¡°I don¡¯t know what is going on with these two and why they just left so suddenly. That was really


    strange.¡± ¡°It¡¯s fine.¡± Deirdre recovered from her surprise and said in a self-mocking manner, ¡°Perhaps


    they were petrified by the sight of my face? Most people react that way the first time they see me. Don¡¯t


    mind that.¡± Sterling still felt that something was off, but there was no other logical exnation for the


    situation other than Deirdre¡¯s. Therefore, he diverted the topic of conversation by saying, ¡°The rope


    swing snapped?¡± ¡°Yes.¡± Deirdre suppressed the ineffable emotion in her chest and chuckled. ¡°The


    children were really vexed because they thought that they were so heavy that they broke the rope


    swing.¡± Sterling rubbed her silky hair. ¡°Let¡¯s close up the clinic earlier since there are no more patients.


    I¡¯lle with you to get the rope and fix up the backyard.¡± ¡°Hmm.¡± They left the clinic together. Sterling


    handed Deirdre her white cane and locked up the clinic before they walked side by side. However, they


    failed to notice the car parked not far away, right under a tree behind them. Brendan was in the driver¡¯s


    seat, and his dark pupils were staring straight at the departing silhouettes of those two people. HeContentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDra/ma.O(r)g!


    clenched his fists tightly as he watched their intimate interaction and he was so furious that he felt like


    his chest was about to burst. ¡°Brendan¡­¡± Sitting in the passenger¡¯s seat, Charlene was shaking


    fearfully upon sensing Brendan¡¯s ice-cold presence. She took a deep breath before she attempted to


    speak. ¡°Is that woman really Ms. McKinnon? I remember her still being fine before she moved to


    another country. How did she turn into this¡­ out of nowhere? She has been disfigured. I wonder if¡­¡±


    Charlene paused for a moment. ¡°She disfigured herself willingly to avoid being found by you so she


    could be with Dr. Fuller?¡± When her voice died away, Brendan threw a punch at the steering wheel,


    producing a piercing noise. Deirdre had gone missing suddenly without a trace after moving to another


    country for three months. He had never given up on looking for her all this time. In fact, he had thought


    that Deirdre woulde back with the child one day. However, he would never let her off the hook if he


    found out that she had run away just so she could cheat on him with another man and would even


    disfigure herself just to avoid being found! His sudden reaction startled Charlene. She recovered from


    her surprise and responded by holding Brendan¡¯s arm tightly. ¡°Brendan, won¡¯t it be better if she really is


    Ms. McKinnon? Dr. Fuller seems to treat her well, and they seem happy together. If that¡¯s the case, we


    don¡¯t need to feel guilty about her anymore and we can live out our lives in peace¡­¡± ¡°That¡¯s not her.¡±


    Brendan caught Charlene by surprise when he pulled back his arm, a storm of emotions brewing within


    his dark pupils. ¡°That woman is not Deirdre.¡± ¡®Deirdre loves me so much that she couldn¡¯t love anyone


    else, so how can she be with another man? ¡®It¡¯s fake. It must be fake! ¡®I must have mistaken someone


    else for her, or she¡¯s just feigning being disfigured to trick me. ¡®I¡¯m going to figure out what she is


    doing!¡¯ ¡­ A few dayster, Deirdre did not feel that presence anymore. She believed that it had been


    only an illusion the other day. Deirdre was sitting on the newly-repaired rope swing during lunch, having


    no idea that a man was leaning on his car bo and watching her from the backyard fence. Brendan


    screened through the information on the document through narrowed eyes while he smoked, his eyes


    filled with hatred. It turned out that she had never moved to another country, but she had made up a


    gross ploy to hide from him and get together with Sterling. As for her disfigured face and loss of


    eyesight, Steven imed that there was no detailed report on that. Brendan had no choice but to


    associate these things with Deirdre¡¯s deception. However, he had no choice but to acknowledge that he


    felt very agitated at the moment. ¡°Deirdre.¡± A gentle voice disrupted his train of thought. Sterling walked


    out of the clinic with dessert in his hand. He handed it to Deirdre with a smile on his face. ¡°Give it a


    try.¡± ¡°What is it?¡± Deirdre lowered her head and gave it a sniff before she beamed with joy. ¡°It smells


    very sweet.¡± ¡°Mrs. Engel sent it. She mentioned that it is Coral¡¯s birthday, so she sent two slices of the


    birthday cake for you to taste. Let me know if you like it and I¡¯ll serve you the other slice.¡± ¡°Hmm!¡± The


    woman¡¯s smile was an eyesore to Brendan, and Sterling¡¯s intimate treatment infuriated him even


    more. He remembered very few asions of the woman smiling when she had been with him, yet she


    was smiling so sweetly at this other man?

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    Chapter 13 Are You Pregnant?


    Sterling returned to the clinic and got back to work. Brendan clenched his fists tightly and pried open


    the fence eagerly to enter the backyard. He then made his way to Deirdre in a rage. Deirdre was


    enjoying the treat by herself. When she sensed themotion, she was under the assumption that


    Sterling was approaching her again. ¡°Why are you back? The cake does taste good indeed, and it¡¯s


    even better than the one before. Would you like a bite?¡± She held the cake in her hand, her lips stained


    with cream. Brendan could not help making blind conjectures and wondering if Deirdre was kindly


    inviting Sterling to taste her lips. ¡®Has their rtionship already progressed to that base?¡¯ Brendan


    could not stand watching anymore, so he raised his hand abruptly and pped the dessert off Deirdre¡¯s


    hands. Deirdre was stunned by the unexpected violent force that knocked over the dessert and then


    heard the devil-like voice that came from above her saying, ¡°Deirdre McKinnon, you¡¯re really good at


    hiding.¡± Deirdre¡¯s face turned ghastly pale with a tinge of anger. ¡°Sterling¡­¡± She held up the hem of her


    outfit and got up from the rope swing abruptly. She could not stop her body from shaking as those


    nightmarish scenes shed past her mind, and her face turned pale with fear. ¡°Where is Sterling? I¡¯m


    going to get him¡­¡± She had just taken two steps when Brendan grabbed her by her wrist and pulled


    her to him. He said in contempt, ¡°Why are you still putting up a front, Deirdre? You should put an end to


    this, even if it¡¯s just a trick.¡± Deirdre struggled but had no idea how she gathered the strength to shove


    away Brendan abruptly. ¡°Go away!¡± She lost her bnce and stumbled to the ground as well at the


    impact. Her expression was filled with fear, and she was fumbling around before she picked up a tree


    branch and pointed it straight at Brendan. ¡°Go away now, or I¡¯ll call the police.¡± The tree branch was


    utterly useless, yet the sight of the woman¡¯s fearful and anxious expression, as well as the confusion


    that stemmed from her loss of sight, vexed and annoyed Brendan. He was annoyed that Deirdre


    treated him in apletely different mannerpared to Sterling. ¡®Who does he do to make her think


    about him at all times?¡¯ ¡°Deirdre, do you think that you¡¯re some young beauty? It¡¯s already considered


    very nice of me that I was willing to take two nces at you in your current state!¡± Brendan clutched her


    hands with ease. ¡°I want my child back. Where is the child? Where are you hiding our child? Don¡¯t tell


    me that you¡¯re making that man raise my child!¡± ¡®Child?¡¯ Deirdre stopped struggling and felt her head


    spinning. ¡®You still have the nerve to bring that up! It has been a year, yet you¡¯re still trying to criticize


    me! ¡®You¡¯re disgusting!¡¯ Deirdre had actually begun gagging and wondered if it was because she was


    too emotional. Brendan¡¯s expression turned unpleasant instantly. ¡°Are you pregnant?¡± ¡®It has been a


    year, so it¡¯s clear as day whose child it is if she is pregnant.¡¯ ¡°Come with me. We¡¯re going to the hospital


    for a check-up!¡± Brendan¡¯s veins bulged up, and he grabbed Deirdre¡¯s arm in an attempt to pull her into


    his car. ¡®I will make her suffer if she has betrayed me!¡¯ ¡°What are you doing!¡± An anxious voice was


    heard behind them. Before Brendan could respond, Sterling threw a punch at his face. Brendan leaned


    back for a moment at the jolt of pain. The corner of his lips was bleeding, so he wiped away the blood


    before he reached for Deirdre again. Deirdre dodged in a haste, as if she could sense that, and hid


    behind Sterling. Brendan¡¯s expression turned solemn, and he was staring straight at Sterling with his


    dark pupils. ¡®How can she be attracted to such a man? She must be blind.¡¯ Sterling was furious. He


    was stunned for a moment as he saw Brendan¡¯s face clearly. It would be very difficult for someone not


    to remember a man like Brendan, who stood out amongst others. He realized almost instantaneously


    that Brendan was the man who hade and left in a haste a few days ago. However, he had not


    expected that the man would actually be affiliated with Deirdre. His gaze turned ice-cold instantly.


    ¡°You¡¯re no man if you force a weak, disabled woman against her will.¡± Brendan¡¯s lip was still hurting, yet


    he could not conceal the burning anger in his heart. He red at Deirdre closely and soon sneered


    abruptly. ¡°You seem to be very motivated to protect Deirdre, yet are you aware of our


    rtionship?¡± Deirdre was stunned. ¡°No¡­¡± ¡°She was my mistress two years ago!¡± All of a sudden,


    Deirdre felt as if she had been stabbed in the chest. ¡®Mistress? We were legally married. Brendan, you


    won¡¯t even acknowledge me as your ex-wife, huh?¡¯ Deirdre felt the urge to cry and batted her empty-


    looking eyelids as she clutched Sterling¡¯s hem a little tighter. Brendan spoke in a harsh tone on


    purpose, ¡°Deirdre spared no effort to get herselfid four years ago and ran away while she was


    pregnant with my child. Don¡¯t I deserve to have a discussion with her? Oh right, you did not see Deirdre


    kneeling on the ground, begging me to let her keep my baby a few years ago.¡± Sterling was infuriated


    by Brendan¡¯s mocking, insulting remarks. ¡°You!¡± ¡°Don¡¯t, Sterling!¡± Deirdre¡¯s eyes were red, but she


    could not shed a tear. She clutched Sterling¡¯s arm tightly and said, ¡°Don¡¯t fight with him. Let him go.


    Just let him go!¡± Sterling could feel her body shaking and could tell that she was having an emotional


    breakdown. He clenched his teeth tightly and red at Brendan. Meanwhile, the phone in Brendan¡¯s


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    Chapter 14 Their Child


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    He clenched his teeth and said, ¡°Deirdre, I¡¯ll be back tomorrow.¡± In the end, Brendan left, getting into


    his car and driving away. Deirdre¡¯s knees buckled, and she fell on thewn when she rxed at


    last. Sterling held her while she sobbed and said in despair, ¡°I¡¯m sorry, Sterling. Don¡¯t ask me anything.


    I just want to go home and calm down for a while. I¡¯ll tell you the truth when I¡¯m ready.¡± ¡°It¡¯s fine.¡±


    Sterling wrapped his arms around her, his eyes filled with sympathy and pity. He was aware that


    Deirdre came with her own secrets. ¡°What happened between you in the past is not important to me at


    all. It¡¯s fine with me as long as you¡¯re Deirdre.¡± ¡­ The next day, Deirdre did not go to the clinic, while


    Brendan was there as promised. He stood at the door and looked at the morous children in the


    corridor, his gaze tainted with a tinge of affection. If his child was amongst them, he believed that the


    child would be mischievous too. At the thought of that, Brendan could not help looking inside, yet he


    could not see the figure that he was looking for. He furrowed his eyebrows and took the liberty to walk


    into Sterling¡¯s office. Sterling was still consulting a patient, and his expression turned cold at the sight of


    Brendan. He suppressed his anger and exined to his patient their treatment before he scribbled a


    prescription. After the patient left, Brendan asked, ¡°Where is Deirdre? Where is she?¡± ¡°How dare you


    ask that!¡± Sterling clenched his fist tightly. ¡°How could she have the courage toe to the clinic when


    you¡¯re here? Mr. Brighthall, I¡¯ve looked into you and I know that you¡¯re the only sessor of Brighthall


    Group. You can have whatever you want, right? Your rtionship with Deirdre is already in the past, so


    why are you still bothering her?¡± ¡°I¡¯m bothering her?¡± Brendan¡¯s expression turned icy abruptly. He was


    extremely displeased by the remark because it made him sound like he was going after Deirdre. He


    sneered and said, ¡°You¡¯re overthinking. I wouldn¡¯t take an interest in a disfigured, blind woman no


    matter how desperate I was! I¡¯m here to take my child!¡± ¡°What are you talking about?¡± Sterling furrowed


    his eyebrows. ¡°Child? What child?¡± Brendan caught Sterling off guard when he sniggered. ¡°You¡¯re still


    trying to put on an act with Deirdre to trick me, huh? Deirdre was pregnant with my child two years ago


    and refused to get an abortion regardless. The child should be a little over a year old already based on


    my calctions.¡± ¡°Two years ago?¡± Sterling was stunned for a moment. He furrowed his eyebrows


    deeply and said, ¡°What kind of nonsense are you talking about? I encountered Deirdre a year ago in


    the fall. Her body was so weak that she could not even live a normal life, let alone have a baby. I spent


    close to a year healing her. If she was pregnant, how would I not know when I¡¯m a


    doctor?¡± ¡®What?¡¯ Brendan¡¯s pupils constricted, and he felt as if he had been stabbed in the chest. ¡®Was


    she not released from jailst fall? If Sterling is telling the truth, did Deirdre¡­ ¡®No! That¡¯s absolutely


    impossible!¡¯ Brendan denied the idea, as he refused to acknowledge that Deirdre had lost the child in


    prison. Otherwise, how could he be unaware of it? ¡°There was no child a year ago? Deirdre was still


    under my control a year ago. You¡¯re such a liar that you truly deserve to be with Deirdre!¡± When


    Brendan was done mocking him, he turned around and walked out of the office. However, he could not


    help feeling shock and panic. He clenched his teeth and looked up Deirdre¡¯s address before driving


    there right away. He wanted to ask Deirdre in person! He wanted to ask her if what that idiot Sterling


    had told him was the truth! He wanted to find out if his child was really lost! ¡­ It was a sunny day, but


    the curtains were tightly shut, leaving the room pitch ck. It was autumn, so the weather was neither


    warm nor cold. Deirdre was curled up under the nket, her face flushed scarlet from fever, her


    expression filled with agony, and her body trembling uncontrobly. It felt as if Brendan had cursed her.


    She had returned home with a high fever after he had shown up yesterday. Her head was spinning,


    and her body was feeling warm and cold now. She had already lost track of time as she was curled up


    under the nket. She felt as if the world was spinning and she dreamt about her unborn child in a


    daze. It was a tiny child looking at her, his eyes glistening with sadness. It felt as if the child was


    ming her for not protecting him. ¡°I¡¯m sorry¡­ It¡¯s all my fault¡­ It¡¯s my fault for not taking care of


    you¡­ Please don¡¯t me me, okay?¡± Deirdre felt the urge to cry. Her eyes were tightly shut, but tears


    were streaming down her face. She stretched out her arm in an attempt to touch the child¡¯s face, yet


    she could not feel anything. He had died a year ago. Deirdre, who was overwhelmed with sorrow,


    sobbed harder, her shoulders shaking. Brendan could hear the woman¡¯s sorrowful sobs from the


    door. He felt as if he had been stabbed in the chest. His hand, which had been pushing the door, now


    began to tremble.

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    Chapter 15 Did You Sleep With Him?


    The room was poorly ventted and humid. It was an attic of the lowest quality without any decent


    furniture. On the other hand, Deirdre was curled up under the nket, her eyelids batting shakily in a


    piteous manner.


    Brendan felt his heart wrench in pain abruptly as he was


    about to approach her.


    All of a sudden, Deirdre opened her eyes shakily.


    The room was pitch ck, but she could hear someoneing clearly. She asked in confusion, ¡°Is that


    you, Sterling?¡±


    She spoke in a very gentle tone because she was ill, especially when uttering Sterling¡¯s name.


    However, it felt like needles to Brendan¡¯s ears.


    ¡°Sterling? Your tone sounds really promiscuous. It seems that you have a rather close rtionship with


    him, huh.¡± Brendan clenched his fist tightly and sniggered all of a sudden, his prior sympathy vanishing


    instantly.


    Deirdre¡¯s face turned ghastly pale at once, and she clutched her nket tightly. ¡°Brendan! How did you


    get into my house?!¡±


    ¡°If Sterling cane, why can¡¯t i!¡± Brendan was infuriated by her vignce. He stepped forward and


    grabbed Deirdre by her arm. ¡°You began calling out to him as soon as I walked into the room. I figure


    that he visits your room every day, right? Did you sleep with himst night?¡±


    The spection was insulting. Deirdre¡¯s face turned pale from shock and blushed in shame. She raised


    her hand in preparation to give Brendan a p.


    Brendan caught her off guard by grabbing her other arm. The nket slid off Deirdre¡¯s body, and her


    thin sleeping gown was drenched in sweat, revealing her figure indistinctly. The sight of her aroused


    Brendan instantly.


    ¡°You¡¯re really something, Deirdre. You really won¡¯t miss an opportunity when it arises, huh. I can see


    that you¡¯ve learned how to seduce a man.¡± Brendan swallowed a gulp of saliva and ran a hand across


    her body, his dark eyes narrowing. ¡°It makes sense. The sight of you now scares


    people, so who¡¯s going to want you unless you do everything you can to seduce me, right?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s face turned pale, and she struggled to curl up her body. ¡®How was I supposed to know that


    Brendan woulde here? I would rather dress warmly enough to kill myself. I wouldn¡¯t have put on


    just a nightgown if I had known!


    ¡°Why are you still pretending? Anyway, we¡¯re legally married, so why don¡¯t I give you what you want.¡±


    Brendan chuckled in a mocking tone. ¡°I shall fulfill your


    wish!¡±


    He reached for her sleeping gown and tore it to shreds . without showing any courtesy. Despite her


    fever and burning hot body, she could not do anything to prevent the coldness from spreading in the air.


    Deirdre begged him, saying, ¡°Don¡¯t touch me! Brendan, I¡¯m begging you not to touch me!¡±


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    Brendan¡¯s eyes were bloodshot. He became even more


    infuriated when he realized that her struggle was not feigned. ¡°So you won¡¯t let me touch you but you¡¯ll


    allow Sterling to do so, right? Can he please you? Deirdre,


    you¡¯re really good at not speaking your mind!¡±


    He nted a kiss without showing any courtesy , while Deirdre struggled with all her might. Her fingers


    touched the tablemp on the bedside table in a flurry and she grabbed it and mmed it against him.


    Deirdre got up from the bed and spared no effort running out of the room.


    ¡°Have you lost your mind?¡±


    She panicked when she heard Brendan¡¯s furious, murderous remark. She lost her footing due to her


    blindness , which resulted in her falling down the stairs.


    ¡°Deirdre!¡±


    She heard Brendan¡¯s roar and felt intense pain all over her body, as well as the dizziness caused by


    the fever. She felt as if she was being pushed down the stairs by Charlene once again.


    ¡®Why did I go back to get my phone and why did I have to listen to Charlene¡¯s scheme at the time? If I


    hadn¡¯t done those things, everything else would not have happened.


    Do I still need to stay away from Brendan and live my life in fear?¡¯


    Brendan held her tight and said in an angry yet anxious voice, ¡°Did you f*cking lose your mind?! You


    would rather die than be touched by me?! What sort of curse did Sterling put on you, huh!¡±


    Deidre¡¯s body curled up, and she spoke in a weak voice. Brendan made a call to seek emergency help


    and leaned over to listen to her.


    He heard Deirdre saying, ¡°Please let me off, I¡¯m begging


    you¡­


    ¡°I promise that I¡¯ll run far away this time.¡±

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    Resent, Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 16


    Chapter 16 She¡¯s Trying to Run Away


    Brendan punched a wall when Deirdre was sent to the hospital. He punched it so hard that he began


    bleeding from his knuckles, yet the anger in his heart was not


    vented.


    ¡®Run away? Why is she still trying to run away?


    She wanted to entrap me with the child two years ago. She was so loving and unwilling to part with me


    at the time, so what changed?


    ¡®What the heck happened!¡¯


    ¡°Brendan! Are you alright?¡± Charlene came rushing over and held his hand when she saw the blood on


    his knuckles. She instructed a nurse to bring over a bandaid.¡° You¡¯re not even concerned that your


    hand is bleeding. What¡¯s the matter?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m fine.¡± Brendan pulled back his hand. ¡°Why are you here?¡±


    Charlene would never reveal that Steven had called to


    notify her, of course. She made up an excuse and said, ¡± My friend, who was having a checkup at the


    hospital, saw you and notified me.¡±


    She took a nce at Deirdre, who was receiving a transfusion in the ward. ¡°Is that Ms. McKinnon ?


    What happened?¡±


    Brendan was growing impatient because his anger was still not vented. Therefore, he said, ¡°Something


    happened to her and I brought her here.¡±


    ¡°How did you find Ms. McKinnon to bring her to the hospital?¡± Charlene did her best not to seem overly


    concerned but she was having trouble maintaining the smile on her face. ¡°Did you two meet up in


    private?¡±


    ¡®Given Deidre¡¯s current state, any ordinary man would find the sight of her disgusting. Why is Brendan


    still paying attention to her?¡¯


    Brendan answered with a ¡®hmm¡¯impatiently.


    Charlene¡¯s eyes reddened and filled with tears ever so slightly. ¡°Brendan, you¡¯ve been spending less


    time with me since you met Ms. McKinnon, and now you¡¯re telling


    me that you¡¯re meeting her in private. You don¡¯t even care that your hand is injured¡­ Tell me, do you


    still have feelings for her?¡±


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    Those four words made Brendan furrow his eyebrows abruptly, his dark pupils full of hatred. ¡°How can


    that be possible!¡±


    ¡®I have multiple female suitors. Why would I have feelings for Deirdre? What a joke!¡¯


    ¡°So you¡­¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m only trying to discover the child¡¯s whereabouts,¡± Brendan said. ¡°He¡¯s mine, after all. I can¡¯t allow


    him to be out there, especially when Deirdre is in this state. I can¡¯t let the child endure hardships out in


    the world.¡±


    The child?¡¯


    Charlene pursed her lips. She knew very well that Deirdre had miscarried a long time ago.


    ¡°Also, Sterling actually told me that he encountered Deirdrest fall and that Deirdre was already


    disfigured


    and blinded at the time.¡± Brendan narrowed his eyes. ¡°As I recall, that was when Deirdre was released


    from jail. Besides, she was released from jailpletely unscathed, so how can she possibly be


    disfigured and blinded now? I would like an exnation!¡±


    Charlene felt her heart sink and let out a forced chuckle.¡°


    Brendan , perhaps Sterling lied to you? Why would you take it so seriously?¡±


    Brendan was convinced that it was a lie as well. ¡®Yet, how am I going to exin Deirdre¡¯s unusual


    behavior if Sterling is really lying to me?¡¯


    Meanwhile , Deirdre, who was receiving a transfusion in the ward, suddenly moved as if she had


    regained consciousness.


    Brendan immediately stepped forward in preparation to open the door, while Charlene gasped in


    surprise,¡° Brendan, your hand is not dressed yet!¡±.


    ¡°It¡¯s fine, I won¡¯t die,¡± Brendan said. ¡°It¡¯s gettingte, you should go home. I¡¯ll go home too when this


    gets rified.¡±


    Upon saying that, he took it upon himself to open and shut the door behind him, isting Charlene.


    Charlene was furious yet she remembered something and pulled out her phone to send a text message


    in a rush.


    Brendan entered the room. Despite just regaining consciousness, Deirdre assumed a vignt


    demeanor, backing away with all her might and failing to notice the backflow of blood in her intravenous


    tube.


    Brendan was furious to see that Deirdre was scared of him.


    Besides, it was not a fear born of admiration and affection. but the kind of fear that was ingrained deep


    into her . bones.

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    Resent, Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 17


    Chapter 17 He¡¯s Dead, Just as You Wished


    ¡°Don¡¯t move! Do you want the entire back of your hand to swell up?¡± Brendan furrowed his eyebrows,


    took a step forward, and clutched her wrist.


    Deirdre wanted to struggle free, but Brendan immediately said, ¡°Don¡¯t me me for doing something to


    you if you insist on moving!¡±


    She was confused, as she had already lost everything she had.


    ¡®What else does he want from me when I already lost my face, the one that looked simr to


    Charlene¡¯s?¡¯


    Brendan clenched his fists tightly and said in a cold, mocking tone, ¡°Deirdre, you should check your


    reflection in the mirror. Did you really think that I¡¯d still want to bother you? I¡¯m only doing this to find my


    child. I would like to meet him and introduce him to my family. I promise that I won¡¯ty eyes on you


    even once from now on if you hand him over to me!¡±


    ¡°Find your child?¡± Deirdre felt her entire body shivering.


    She remembered the countless days and nights that she had heard the child crying despite knowing


    that he had already turned into mush. He had died in prison, just like the past Deirdre!


    ¡®On the other hand, the culprit, the cause of everything, is shamelessly boasting about finding his child


    to introduce him to his family?


    ¡®What a¡­ joke!


    Deirdre burst intoughter frantically until her eyes teared up. Brendan furrowed his eyebrows tightly


    and pinched her chin. ¡°Why are youughing? Is it funny to you that I want to take back my child?¡±


    Tears streamed down Deirdre¡¯s face. She felt grateful that her eyes were blind, as she would have


    been deeply disgusted had she been able to see his pretentious face.


    ¡°Brendan , you can just be frank if you want to torment me. There¡¯s no need to y tricks on me. Could


    you still have no idea where the child is?¡±


    Brendan was stunned for a moment upon hearing Deirdre¡¯s question. He remembered Sterling¡¯s


    remark


    earlier and felt his heart skip a beat. He said through clenched teeth, ¡°What do you mean?¡±


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    ¡°What do I mean?¡± Deirdre clutched the nket and roared softly while she sobbed. ¡°He¡¯s dead! He¡¯s


    dead, just as you wished! I didn¡¯t even manage to see what he looked like before he was gone! Are you


    pleased to know that, Brendan?¡±


    Brendan was stunned so hard that he felt as if someone had thrown a wet nket on him. He now


    understood the situation but he forced himself to sneer. ¡°Dead? Deirdre, do you really think that I¡¯ll fall


    for your lowly lies? How can he possibly be dead! I will find him by myself even if you won¡¯t tell me


    where he is!¡±


    After mming the door on her, Brendan left faster than someone running for his life. He breathed


    heavily while he looked up Deirdre¡¯s information.


    He attempted to trace back any information rted to his child, yet there was none. The child had not


    shown up since Deirdre and Sterling had opened up the clinic in the


    slums close to a year ago.


    He called up Steven and questioned him about Deirdre¡¯s


    condition after she was released from prison. Steven paused for a moment before he said, ¡°Sir, I¡¯m


    certain that Ms. McKinnon¡¯s child was safe and sound when she left prison.¡±


    Steven kept quiet for a moment before he said boldly,¡° Sir, have you considered that the child might


    have been aborted by Ms. McKinnon afterward?¡±


    ¡°Nonsense!¡± Brendan¡¯s veins bulged behind his temples. ¡°She would rather bow to me for the child.


    How could she possibly have terminated the pregnancy!¡±


    ¡°But Ms. McKinnon had already met Sterling at the time. The child was a burden to their rtionship


    because no man would ept a child that is not his. Perhaps Ms. McKinnon was not counting on


    spending her life with you, so she¡­¡±


    Brendan smashed his phone out of rage. ¡°What? She killed my child to continue her rtionship with


    Sterling? ¡®If that is the case, I will never let you off, Deirdre!¡¯

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    Chapter 18 You Finally Admitted It


    Steven hung up the phone and assumed a guilty expression. Next to him, Charlene was filing her nails


    when she darted a look at Steven and said in a carefree manner, ¡°Steven , you and I are in this


    together. If you don¡¯t handle this matter thoroughly, both of us will end up meeting a bad end when


    Brendan finds out that we¡¯ve been involved in this. Do you understand?¡±


    Steven nodded with difficulty. He had always abided by Brendan¡¯s orders, and Brendan had ordered


    him to obey Charlene¡¯s instructions . However, he had not expected that the situation would grow more


    and more serious, until it could not even be dealt with properly.


    Deirdre was disfigured, she had lost her child, and her eyes were now blind.


    ¡°That damned Deirdre is still creating problems even after being disfigured and blinded !¡± Charlene


    clutched the nail filer so tightly that it cut her palm and made it bleed. Her eyes were filled with


    resentment when she said, ¡°She¡¯s still trying to seduce Brendan and use her


    disability to gain the upper hand. If I let her off now, what will happen in the future?¡±


    Brendan left to get himself a new phone and smoked a cigarette before he returned to Deirdre¡¯s room.


    The nurse was administering medication to Deirdre, who endured the pain and asked, ¡°Nurse , have


    you seen my phone?¡±


    ¡°Your phone? You didn¡¯t have your phone with you when you were brought here in an unconscious


    state.¡±


    ¡°Ah¡­ Can I borrow your phone for a moment then?¡±


    .


    Before the nurse could respond, Brendan suppressed his anger and asked, ¡°What are you going to do


    with the phone when you¡¯re blind?¡±


    Deirdre turned a deaf ear to him and continued to plead with the nurse. ¡°Can I please borrow your


    phone for a


    moment?¡±


    Brendan was infuriated for no apparent reason. He cast a look at the nurse, who left in a hurry.


    Brendan stepped


    forward and asked, ¡°What are you going to do with the phone? Are you going to call Sterling ? You¡¯re


    so horny that you can¡¯t even stand being away from him for a day.¡±


    Deirdre lowered her gaze and clutched the nket tightly. ¡°I¡¯m only nning on notifying him because


    he gets worried.¡±


    ¡®You really are going to call up Sterling.¡¯


    Brendan was furious. ¡®If I don¡¯t arrive in time, I¡¯m going to have to watch you two talk flirtatiously to


    each other on the phone, right?¡¯


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    He caught Deirdre off guard when he chuckled and said,¡± Deirdre, you tter yourself. Who would


    worry about you in your current state? Perhaps Sterling is already sleeping with another woman in the


    clinic!¡±


    Deirdre furrowed her eyebrows. She understood that she could not have a normal conversation with


    Brendan , so shey down on the bed and covered herself with the nket.


    Brendan was infuriated even more when he saw that Deirdre had turned a deaf ear to him.


    She wasn¡¯t like this in the past.


    ¡®She used to be delighted for a long time after chatting with me and being with me in the past. What


    made her change? Is it Sterling?¡¯


    Brendan clutched her wrist abruptly and said, ¡°Why are you pretending? Get up! Tell me what


    happened to your face and eyes! Also, I want to know all about our child!¡±


    Upon saying that, he felt so furious that he blurted, ¡°I bet you love Sterling so much that you killed our


    child after he was born so you could continue to date him, right?¡±


    p!


    The loud p stunned Brendan , whose right cheek hurt.


    Deirdre¡¯s entire body was trembling, and she shouted in exasperation, ¡°Leave!¡±


    She felt an anger that she had never felt before and she


    spared no effort in reaching for something in her surroundings and throwing it at Brendan.


    ¡°Leave! Leave now!¡±


    ¡®How can he possibly be so cruel and do something so monstrous yet keep trying to put the me on


    me!


    Am I supposed to go through this without putting up a fight?¡¯


    Brendan was not a patient man to begin with. He was so infuriated by Deirdre¡¯s actions that he used


    his strength to pin her down against the bed, his hands clutching hers. ¡°Why are you throwing a fit? Do


    you feel the pain now? Did I say something wrong? Where is our child?¡±


    ¡®Where is the child?¡¯


    Deirdre shut her eyes in sorrow. She then opened her eyes again and said, ¡°You¡¯re right. I didn¡¯t want


    him, so I had an abortion. Are you pleased?¡±


    Brendan was stunned for a moment. Soon, his face turned solemn and he had to force himself to utter


    the words: ¡° You finally admitted it!¡±

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    Resent, Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 19


    Chapter 19 I¡¯m Going to Make You Regret It


    Deirdre wanted to hurt him even more. ¡°I found it disgusting! I kept feeling disgusted about being


    pregnant with your child! I regretted being with you in the past, and if I could turn back time, I¡¯d wish I¡¯d


    never met you in my life!¡±


    Brendan felt as if he had been stabbed in his heart. Soon, he was struck by rage and astonishment.


    Deirdre adored me deeply, and that is an indisputable truth.


    ¡®However, she is actually iming that she was disgusted and that she regretted being with me


    because of Sterling?¡¯


    ¡°Good, very well! Deirdre, you¡¯re trying to challenge me, right? Do you think that I¡¯m a good-natured


    person just because I haven¡¯t punished you?¡±


    .


    Brendan pinched Deirdre¡¯s chin. ¡°I don¡¯t care if you really mean what you said. I¡¯m going to make you


    regret saying those words to me!¡±


    Brendan left after mming the door on her.


    Deirdre held her chest with her hands tightly. She was in so much pain that she felt suffocated, yet she


    remembered Brendan¡¯s remark before he left.


    ¡®What is he going to do?


    ¡®Is he going to take it out on Sterling?


    ¡®Brendan has no qualms about implicating the innocent when he is blinded by anger.¡¯


    Deidre removed the nket, walked barefoot, and felt her way around the room. She wanted to get out


    of the room so she could borrow a phone to call Sterling.


    She did not expect to hear a series of chaotic footsteps as soon as she walked out of the room. People


    were running toward her and shouting, ¡°That¡¯s her! She¡¯s Charlene McKinney! She¡¯s the beast who


    crashed her car and killed someone!¡±


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    ¡°Wasn¡¯t she sentenced to 10 years in prison? How did she get out after a year? I can see that she


    disfigured herself on purpose. Does she think that she will escape by doing


    that? How did she find the nerve toe to the hospital after killing someone? She¡¯s disgusting!¡±


    ¡°ording to a saying, the face is a window to the mind. Look at her now, she¡¯s hideous! Take a photo


    of her and post her hideous face online. I would like to find out how a person like her was released from


    prison halfway through her sentence!¡±


    The group of people ran toward Deirdre in a crowd and shoved their way to her. Deirdre did not even


    have the chance to respond and, inbination with her blindness, she fell to the ground after being


    kicked by


    someone.


    The people around her not only refused to help her, but they even mocked her recklessly. ¡°You deserve


    that! You deserve to suffer for being a murderer!¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m not¡­¡± Deirdre¡¯s eyes reddened with tears. She was scared out of her wits upon sensing the


    hostility around her and she was panicking due to her inability to see.¡± I¡¯m not a murderer!¡±


    ¡°You¡¯re not a murderer? How could you have the nerve to say that!¡± Someone tugged at her outfit. ¡°If


    you¡¯re not a


    murderer, how did you get sentenced to prison in a court ofw and why did you confess to your crime?


    Now that you¡¯re out, you¡¯re going to pretend that nothing happened? You should die!¡±


    ¡°Damn you!¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s head was spinning from the voices in the surroundings.


    ¡®That¡¯s a good question. If I was not a murderer, why would I confess to my crime?


    ¡®I did it because I was the scapegoat for Brendan¡¯s lover. Imitted the most heinous crime when I


    fell for Brendan.


    ¡°Let me go¡­¡±


    She pleaded and wanted to run, yet those people refused to walk away and continued to hold her


    down.


    ¡°Let go of her!¡±


    All of a sudden, a deeply concerned, anxious voice was heard. Soon, Deirdre was cradled in Sterling¡¯s


    arms.


    ¡°It¡¯s alright, Deirdre. It¡¯s alright!¡±


    The man¡¯s wide, warm chest shielded her from the meanness of the outside world. Deirdre clutched


    Sterling¡¯s shirt tightly and could not help sobbing. ¡°You shouldn¡¯t havee, Sterling!¡±


    She shoved him away strenuously and said, ¡°You should leave! They¡¯re recording a video, and you¡¯re


    going to be filmed!¡±


    Deirdre understood the terror of public opinion better than anyone else. She knew that Sterling could


    not get involved if he wanted to practice medicine and help


    others.


    Sterling refused to leave and protected her with all his might. ¡°It¡¯s alright, Deirdre. I¡¯m leaving with you.¡±


    Leaving was moreplicated than expected. Both of them were surrounded by this crowd of people.


    Some people were criticizing them by saying, ¡°Why is this good ¨C looking chap protecting the


    murderer? Where is your morality, chap? Or maybe he¡¯s just like her. Birds of a feather flock together,


    right?¡±


    ¡°How much did Charlene pay you to risk your life for her? Do you even know what she did?¡±

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    Resent, Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 20


    Chapter 20 You Don¡¯t Have a Good Taste in Men


    Sterling¡¯s expression grew solemn while Deirdre burrowed her face into his chest. He said through


    clenched teeth, ¡°I have no idea what you¡¯re talking about, but you already vited the hospital¡¯s privacy


    policy when you recorded a video in the hospital. Please make way! We¡¯re leaving!¡±


    Someone shouted aloud amid the chaos, ¡°They¡¯re all equally bad!¡±


    Soon, heavy objects were flung at them. These people had. actually begun to attack them!


    Someone grabbed the drip stand on the side and swung it at Deirdre¡¯s back. Sterling hastily turned


    Deirdre to the other side, yet his back was inevitably struck.


    Deirdre heard Sterling¡¯s muffled grunt and asked hastily, ¡°Sterling? What happened? Are you alright?


    Which part of your body is injured?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m alright.¡±


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    ¡°You¡¯re lying!¡± Tears streamed down Deirdre¡¯s face.¡± You should go! These people are here for me.


    Please leave, I¡¯m begging you! Don¡¯t get injured because of me again!¡±


    Instead, Sterling hugged her tighter and said, ¡°Deirdre, it would be very unmanly of me to leave you at


    this point.¡±


    Brendan came rushing over to the hospital as soon as he received this information. He found it an


    eyesore when he saw Sterling and Deirdre hugging each other like a couple experiencing arduous


    hardships but feeling deep love for each other.


    His expression turned solemn, and he wanted to run straight to them, but Charlene tugged at him


    forcefully from behind. ¡°Brendan! Don¡¯t do it! Have you forgotten about your past rtionship with


    Deirdre? If you go there now, the whole Brighthall Group will be implicated! Besides , can¡¯t you see that


    these people are a bunch of lunatics? They¡¯re going to get you injured too!¡±


    Brendan came back to his senses despite his burning rage. He threw a punch at the wall and said,


    ¡°Who did this! Could they still be able to recognize Deirdre after her


    disfigurement?¡±


    Charlene¡¯s eyes glistened. ¡°I have no idea. However, she has offended numerous people, so perhaps


    someone from the hospital recognized her or something.¡±


    Brendan ordered his bodyguard to scatter the mob when he was done being furious. The other


    bodyguard was ordered to guide Deirdre and Sterling to the back door, where Brendan and Charlene


    were waiting for them.


    When the crowd had already dispersed , Brendan found Sterling and Deirdre still hugging each other.


    Furious, he took a few steps forward abruptly and pulled Deirdre into his arms.


    ¡°What are you doing!¡± Sterling swung a punch.


    Brendan caught his fist easily and turned over his hand to hit Sterling. He was trained in martial arts, so


    Sterling was no match for him, naturally.


    However, Deirdre struggled free from him when Sterling crashed to the ground and got down on her


    knees to search for Sterling. ¡°Sterling? Are you in pain?¡±


    She was so weak that she could not even protect herself, yet she spared no effort to protect Sterling at


    that very moment. She turned around and red at Brendan.


    ¡°Brendan! What do you want from me?¡± She could not help shaking. ¡°What did I do that warrants you


    tormenting me like this? Do you really want me dead?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m tormenting you?¡± Brendan was so angry that his voice was shaking. He had been protecting her


    from the start, yet the woman did not show any appreciation.


    ¡°Deirdre , stop being so ungrateful ! Had it not been for me, do you think you would¡¯ve been capable of


    getting away so quickly?¡±


    Deirdre burst outughing. Sheughed hard until she started tearing up. ¡°Brendan, who do you think


    sent them to surround us?¡±


    Brendan paused for a moment, feeling extremely displeased. ¡°All you did was stay in prison for a year,


    right? If you had listened to me, you wouldn¡¯t have ended up in your current state. All in all, it¡¯s your


    fault for not having good taste in men!¡±


    Deirdre cried while sheughed. ¡°That¡¯s right¡­¡±


    Brendan was right about her not having good taste in men. If she had good taste in men, she would not


    have fallen in love with the devil at first sight eight years ago!


    The dreariness in her eyes made Brendan feel suffocated. He furrowed his eyebrows deeply and said


    in a charitable tone, ¡°However, I¡¯ll take pity on you for being in such a tragic state. If youe back to


    me, I¡¯ll take you back to the vi¡­¡±

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    Resent, Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 21


    Chapter 21 You¡¯ll Beg Me


    Charlene dug her nails deep into her palm, her face going pale. ¡°Bren!¡± she called out as she stepped


    forward. ¡°The media is here! We have to go-now-before someone notices you here in the hospital and


    we have no idea how to exin it!


    A storm of impatience and frustration pooled in Brendan¡¯s eyes. Why were the media here?


    He turned to Deirdre sharply. ¡°Come back to me. There¡¯s still time.¡±


    ¡°No, thanks, Mr. Brighthall,¡± Sterling parried pointedly. His back-his entire body, in fact-still hurt from the


    impact, but he would notpromise when it came to protecting Deirdre. He hugged her even more


    tightly.


    He shot Brendan a steely re, his eyes sharp as daggers. ¡°You have no reason to trouble yourself,


    Mr. Brighthall. I¡¯ll take care of Dee just fine.¡±


    ¡°Sterling Fuller! You son of a b*tch! You think you¡¯re worth jacksh*t to be able to defy me?!¡± Brendan


    bellowed. He was livid.


    Then, the media broke inside, getting stuck on the backdoor in a stampede. They wielded their camera


    sticks like javelins; and right here, right now, was the spiciest drama du jour: Brendan Brighthall and his


    ex-wife!


    Charlene tugged at Brendan, holding the cuff of his sleeve as the man roared, ¡°Onest chance,


    Deirdre McKinnon! You leave with me now and I¡¯ll let you go back to the life you used to have!¡±


    Despite his volume, he spoke with understated difficulty, as though he had made the biggest


    concession he ever had in his entire life. And yet, it only sounded like an insult to Deirdre¡¯s face. He


    was essentially saying, ¡®This is it, right? The only thing you could have possibly wanted?¡¯


    She shot him an empty nce before revulsion filled her eyes. She tugged on Sterling¡¯s shirt and


    looked away.


    Brendan¡¯s pupils dted. She¡­ She would not even look


    at him!


    ¡°B ¨C Bren, we have to go!¡± Charlene pleaded again as she tugged on his shirt as hard as she could.


    ¡°Maybe you


    could afford to do this at Brighthall Group¡¯s expense, but what about me? The media ¡­ They are all


    over us! What about my face?!¡±


    She¡¯d just had another stic surgery!


    Her plea finally snapped Brendan out of his single minded rage. He cast onest re at Deirdre,


    despite thetter¡¯s blindness, and dered ominously, ¡°You¡¯lle begging for me, McKinnon.¡±


    He then left with Charlene in tow.


    Despite being blind, Deirdre could feel the death-like chill in his eyes. She could hear his callousness.


    Cold sweat broke out on her spine, and she had more than enough first-hand experiences dealing with


    the depth of Brendan¡¯s deplorable schemes.


    Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDra/ma.O(r)g!


    Her legs wobbled a little. What was he going to do this time? Hire another gang of thugs to torment


    her? Descend upon her even more vulnerable mother-the easier picking-likest time?!


    Sterling could sense Deirdre¡¯s panic, so he hugged her even more closely. ¡°It¡¯s alright, Dee. I¡¯m with


    you.¡±


    Deirdre tugged on his sleeve hard until the worst of her dread ebbed away. She then took a deep


    breath. ¡°He¡¯s not a man, Sterry. He¡¯s a monster.¡±


    ¡°I know.¡±


    ¡°But worst of all¡­¡± she added, her eyshes quivering.¡± He¡¯s my ex-husband.¡±


    She closed her eyes and opened her heart. The truth then poured out of her.


    ¡°¡­So he forced you to go to prison in Charlene¡¯s ce!¡± Sterling growled through gritted teeth. He was


    shaking from fury. ¡°That son of a-God knows calling him a . monster would be an understatement. He


    doesn¡¯t even deserve to live!¡±


    He willed himself back into control. ¡°Your face? Your eyes? What about them?¡±


    Deirdre took a deep breath. ¡°It was him too. He hired


    people to do it¡­ because he hates my guts. He hates me so much that he even made them remove


    my kid.¡±


    Sterling was stunned. Brendan¡¯s knowledge of Deirdre¡¯s


    miscarriage had been the biggest mystery to him yet. The man¡¯s reaction back in the clinic, as well as


    Sterling¡¯s subsequent interaction with Brendan, painted the picture of a man who was none the wiser.


    But if he really was the one who had wanted Deirdre to lose her baby¡­


    Then why had he been so genuinely surprised to hear that the baby had never made it?


    Still, Sterling kept his doubts to himself. Patting her on the back, he replied reassuringly, ¡°This adversity


    won¡¯tst forever, Dee. And since the seat of his unchecked power is here, in Neve, we¡¯ll just go


    somewhere else, away from his control.¡±


    ¡°Okay.¡±


    Deirdre had made up her mind. She was going to run as far away as she could- to some ce Brendan


    would never be able to find.


    The next morning, Deirdre waited by the gate in the airport with her suitcase all packed. Sterling had


    promised her that they would leave together by 7 in the morning. She waited and waited, and yet even


    though it was almost 9-two hours from when they¡¯d originally


    nned to depart¡ªthere was no sign of Sterling.


    She was starting to get anxious. Nervously , she grazed the screen of her phone, her finger drawing


    closer and closer to her number pad. She was just about to call him when she heard a string of loud,


    high-heeled clicks approaching her.


    Then, before she could even make sense of what was going on, she felt a sharp p across her face.


    The wind it produced was chillingpared to the fiery sting.


    Stunned, she balled up her hand before she heard the stranger snarl, ¡°So you¡¯re Deirdre McKinnon?¡±

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    Resent, Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 22


    Chapter 22 Jinx


    The voice sounded youthful. It belonged to a woman -a furious young woman.


    Deirdre could feel her heart shrinking in dread. ¡°Who are


    you?¡±


    ¡°Who am I? Who am I?!¡± Eva Heinemann gaged as she sized Deirdre up with unreserved contempt.


    ¡°Sterling is doomed because of you! Because of a stupid, irritating blind woman like you!¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s hands closed around the fabric of her own dress. ¡°What happened to Sterry?¡±


    ¡°What happened? Ha! Do you know how much Sterling has sacrificed to protect you? They took his


    picture ¨C the media took his picture and spread it all over the inte, and now he¡¯s doxxed! The


    inte is canceling him! Do you know how big of a deal this is to a doctor? Saving and curing people


    is literally his job! And now, thanks to you, he can¡¯t ever work in a public hospital again!


    ¡°And that Brendan Brighthall-he led the charge to


    cancel the Fuller family! Do you know that? Any deal his business ventures made that was even


    remotely connected to the Fullers has been automatically voided, but oh, there is more! He threatened


    everyone ¨C literally anyone-out of working with the Fullers. Failure toply automatically means they


    are going against him, the most powerful man in the city!


    ¡°Do you get it yet? Do you understand that you, Deirdre McKinnon, are the reason sh*t hit the fan?!


    You jinxed him-you jinxed your own hero the moment he protected you to make sure you stayed out of


    the picture! You¡¯re a f* cking catastrophe!¡±


    Deirdre felt her heart sinking into an icy abyss in her stomach. Her feet felt like lead.


    ¡°Where¡¯s¡­ Where¡¯s Sterry? I want to see him!¡±


    ¡°Hell, no!¡± Eva snarled, her teeth bared. ¡°You might kill him just by showing your sh*t-attracting face


    one more time! Who the hell is gonna take that chance? Besides, you can¡¯t even if you want to. His


    family took him away after this entire scandal, and that¡¯s not even a good thing for him. He¡¯s the


    bastard child of the family; what reason


    does his family have to even protect him instead of, I don¡¯t know, grill him over this?!¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s fingers were trembling, and her eyes were red.


    Even Eva¡¯s voice broke. ¡°I¡­ I¡¯m begging you, Deirdre ¡­ I don¡¯t know how the hell you managed to


    piss Brighthall. off, but I¡¯m begging you: Make this go away! Settle whatever this is between the two of


    you and make Brighthall stop canceling the Fullers! You¡¯re ruining his life, Deirdre! Doesn¡¯t that mean


    anything to you?!¡±


    Deirdre let out a pained breath. Of course it meant something to her. She had never wanted to¡­ God,


    she really was a walking jinx. She cursed everyone who was close to her. Her mother had been first,


    and now Sterling too.


    ¡°I¡¯m sorry,¡± she said under her breath, her head low. She clenched her fists so hard her fingernails


    turned ruddy. She then lifted her head again and stared ahead, her eyes as liseless as ever. ¡°I caused


    this, so I¡­ I¡¯ll end this. I¡¯ll tell Brendan to stop, don¡¯t worry.¡±


    It was all Eva wanted to hear, so she turned and walked


    away.


    Deirdre stared at her phone. Her fingers flew on the number pad, typing a string of numbers she had


    memorized and could no longer forget.


    The call was connected. ¡°It¡¯s me,¡± she said. Every word she spoke summoned a wave of agony, as if


    every sound she made felt like lodging a knife in her throat. ¡°What do you want from me in exchange


    for leaving Sterling out of this?¡±


    Brendan snickered. He sounded pleased with himself.


    ¡°Go to the Brighthall Group building.¡±


    He hung up the call, and Deirdre put her phone away. She hailed a ride to the building, armed with only


    her walking stick, and made her way to the entrance before being immediately shoved away by


    security. ¡°Go away. This ain¡¯t a food canteen, hobo. You don¡¯t deserve to even be


    here!¡±


    Her ruined face seemed to have elicited the guard¡¯s instinctive revulsion.


    Deirdre could feel the pain ring from her palms from


    grazing against the asphalt. She found her walking stick and got to her feet again. ¡°I have an


    appointment. Ask Mr. Brighthall if you don¡¯t believe me.¡±


    The guard did not look convinced. Just then, the receptionist came out of the building, scanned Deirdre


    in surprise, and told the guard, ¡°She¡¯s a guest. Let her in.¡±


    To the guard¡¯s bewilderment, the receptionist proceeded to help Deirdre walk. ¡°What the hell?¡± he


    wondered aloud. ¡°Is Mr. Brighthall doing charity work now? She¡¯s butt-f*cking ugly! Just looking at her


    gives me cooties. Why would someone like him even want her in his office


    He trailed off. The receptionist might have shot him a look.


    The warning was unnecessary, though. Deirdre had already grown ustomed toments like


    these.


    The receptionist led her to the elevator. While Deirdre showed no sign of anxiety or panic, the former


    sniped a few nces at her. Mr. Brighthall¡¯s guest was an interesting character. While her face was so


    scarred and damaged that anyone would lose their appetite when


    Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDra/ma.O(r)g!


    they looked at it, there was also a regal,posed air about her, as though she had been through a lot


    and had grown much, much wiser. Miss McKinney, inparison, had none of this self-assured


    elegance.


    ¡°This door leads to Mr. Brighthall¡¯s office, miss. He¡¯s inside,¡± the receptionist said, taking her leave.


    ¡°You may go alone.¡±


    ¡°I see. Thank you.¡±


    The receptionist handed Deirdre¡¯s suitcase to her and left.


    The young woman mustered every ounce of courage and mettle she had and knocked.


    ¡°Come in,¡± came the answer.

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    Chapter 23 Please Me


    The man sounded impassioned, and yet Deirdre shivered. How could she not? She was terrified.


    She took a deep breath and pushed the door open.


    Brendan had been waiting, his legs perfectly ovepping atop one another, his eyes settling on


    Deirdre¡¯s suitcase before they turned stormy. His hands around the armrests tightened. ¡°You even


    packed all your things !¡± He mocked her. ¡°Lemme guess. Had nothing ruined your n-say, had


    Sterling not gotten into the biggest trouble of his life ¡ª the two of you would have been on your way,


    merrily eloping!¡±


    Deirdre instinctively stepped between him and her suitcase. She cast her eyes low and ignored his


    remark altogether. ¡°Leave Sterry alone, okay?¡±


    ¡°Sterry?¡± The intimacy of that nickname made Brendan¡¯s ears bleed. He grazed the ck diamond


    hooped over his ring finger and fidgeted with it slowly, almost as though to let out some of the fury


    burning in his eyes. ¡°Why


    should I? He challenged me, didn¡¯t he? Strutting around like some big damn white knight, wasn¡¯t he? I


    really thought he was a big deal, but oops! Turns out he¡¯s been just an unwanted bastard son all along.


    To think that is your idea of a reputable man! Ha!¡±


    Insults rolled off his tongue with abandon. Deirdre bit her lip and fell on her knees, causing Brendan to


    narrow his eyes suddenly


    ¡°I know what you¡¯re after, Mr. Brighthall. I¡¯ll graze my knees and grovel if it means you¡¯ll leave him


    alone.¡±


    She did what she said she would.


    Brendan clenched his hands. ¡°Human dignity is wasted


    on you.¡±


    ¡°You¡¯re right. It is. I shouldn¡¯t have offended you. I¡¯ll do anything if it means you¡¯ll leave Sterry alone.¡±


    Had Deirdre not lost her sight, she would have borne witness to the inferno zing out of Brendan right


    about now.


    ¡°Oh, anything? Anything at all, now?¡± He suddenly


    Deirdre froze. Brendan lit a cigarette , letting the smog surround them without caring if it suffocated her.


    He taunted her. ¡°You said anything, didn¡¯t you? You would do f*cking anything for that Fuller bastard, so


    what¡¯s with this phony coyness about stripping, hmm?¡±


    Humiliation. That was his purpose.


    Deirdre¡¯s grip around her cor tightened. She had already known hell would await her in Brendan¡¯s


    office, but she had still underestimated the level of depravity he was willing to sink to just to humiliate


    her.


    ¡°What¡¯s the matter? Unwilling, are we?¡± He scoffed and leaned against the back of his chair


    nonchntly. ¡°Once upon a time, Deirdre, we were husband and wife. Do you remember that?


    ¡°You have two options. Leave Sterling and return to me. Or¡­ Strip for my amusement.¡±


    Return to him? Return to him for what? So she could be his b*tch and be at his beck and call again?


    She might be undignified, but she still had a shred of self respect left in her!


    Shaking, Deirdre closed her eyes and moved her hand to the first of her buttons.


    One button after another, her dress began to unfurl.


    Brendan¡¯s mocking smile froze before it began to waver. He looked like he was about to murder


    someone as he watched Deirdre remove her clothes and stomp them under her shoe.


    ¡°Deirdre McKinnon!¡± he bellowed. ¡°How dare you?! Have you no f*cking shame?! You¡¯re no different


    from a cheap¡¯f *cking whore!¡±


    She wanted tough at the absurdity of his fury. Of course she had no shame. She had nothing by this


    point.


    ¡°You happy?¡± she replied instead.


    ¡°Fantastic ! Just f*cking fantastic !¡± Brendan was at the onset of his own hysterics. He crushed his


    cigarette with his palm, and even as the glowing ember seared his fingernail, his rage prevented him


    from feeling it at all.¡°


    No, I¡¯m not satisfied yet. You¡¯re a whore, right? You managed to seduce him while looking like this,


    right? Then try and see if you can do the same now!¡±


    He looked at her with the arrogance of a king ordering his concubine. ¡°Please me!¡± he sneered.


    Deirdre froze and raised her head in shock. She could not believe it. He would go to any lengths to


    humiliate her¡­ even as far as to do this.

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    Chapter 24 Has He Touched You?


    ¡°Sh*t, you don¡¯t want this?¡± Brendan growled. His hands had turned into fists, and his eyes were nailed


    on Deirdre.


    This woman had scraped her knees for Sterling. Stripped for Sterling. She had no f*cking concept of


    shame if it meant he would leave that bastard alone. And yet, the moment he wanted her to please him


    sexually-she balked!


    She balked at the thought of pleasing him, Brendan Brighthall! She balked as though she was refusing


    to court the Devil himself! Did she know just how many women would throw themselves at him and see


    the invitation as a privilege? So many women would wish they were in Deirdre¡¯s ce right now,


    stripping and teasing and pleasing him!


    Heughed mockingly. ¡°God, you¡¯re so pretentious. Fancy yourself a chaste, devoted maiden dying to


    preserve her purity now?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s face suddenly paled. A long beatter, she


    finally said, ¡°Don¡¯t you feel disgusted by the way I look, Mr. Brighthall? It¡¯s¡­ It¡¯s one thing to make me


    grovel, but¡­ this? Why must you¡­?¡±


    Why?


    Brendan was a little stunned by her reply. Why? Because he wanted to see if Sterling had carved his


    mark on any part of her body, that was why! Because he wanted to see if Deirdre was really this


    shameless! And because¡­


    Because he did not think Deirdre was ugly at all. In fact, looking at her now reminded him of those


    nights back then¡­ She was a subus, a temptress-seduction incarnate!


    Brendan would never admit to any of these. Instead, he remained sardonic. ¡°Because you hate every


    second of this. Every pang of pain you feel brings me joy!¡±


    So, her pain was his joy.


    Deirdre closed her eyes in destion. It felt like her heart had lost the ability to feel pain.


    ¡°Come here!¡± he ordered.


    Deirdre dug her nails into her hands and shuffled her feet toward Brendan


    The man pulled her arms and pinned them on hisp, forcing her hand to feel his chest. Even through


    his suit, Deirdre could feel the feverish warmth of his skin. His familiar scent began to fill her senses,


    and her heart raced. She bit her lip hard and said, ¡°You have to promise me that you¡¯ll let Sterling go.¡±


    Mentioning a lowly specimen like Sterling at a time like this was a test for Brendan¡¯s unremarkable


    patience. He snapped, swiping every document from the table away, pushing her toward the surface,


    and pinning her below him.


    Nobody knew how long it took.


    When he was finally done, he left her with a smirk and another dig. ¡°Pfft. You¡¯re so sh*t at this. Didn¡¯t


    know Sterling liked banging a lifeless doll.¡±


    Deirdre willed herself to stop shaking and picked up her dress on her own. Suddenly, the man grabbed


    her by the wrist, his grip tightening. ¡°Has he touched you yet?!¡±


    She swung his hand away and continued to get dressed in pain. ¡°Does it matter? You already think it


    happened.¡±


    Jealousy burned in Brendan¡¯s kerosene ¨C fueled heart. He was about to interrogate her further when


    his phone suddenly rang. He answered it, his eyes widening.¡° Charlene fainted again?! I¡¯ming right


    now!¡¯


    Any bad news about Charlene¡¯s well-being automatically sent the man into a panic. Like a man


    possessed , he put on his suit and barged out of the office.


    Deirdre lunged and grabbed him by the hand. ¡°Wait!¡± she cried, her breath shaky. ¡°You have to tell


    everyone to leave Sterling alone! This is what you promised!¡±


    Brendan thought she was trying to stop him from seeing Charlene ¨C he thought it was an act of


    jealousy. And yet, as it turned out, Sterling f*cking Fuller was still what was on her mind!


    He was infuriated, and yet he did not know why. He coldly wriggled away from her grip and snarled, ¡°Of


    course, you whore. You sold your body for this , right? I gotta grant you your wish since you made such


    a huuuuge sacrifice,


    right?!¡±


    He strutted away.


    Hearing him agree to the promise made her sigh in relief. She fell to the floor, biting her lip as her eyes


    reddened.


    Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDra/ma.O(r)g!


    She waited until she calmed down. When she pushed the door open, the same receptionist rose to


    meet her.¡° Hello, miss. Mr. Brighthall told me to escort you.¡±


    Deirdre nodded. ¡°Thank you,¡± she replied raspily.


    ¡°It¡¯s nothing.¡± The receptionist let out a well ¨C practiced chuckle to hide her shock. Deirdre had done


    everything she could to look presentable and tidy, but the receptionist could tell from her swollen lips


    and the hickeys on her neck just what had happened between them.


    Who would have known that Mr. Brighthall, with his penchant to reject all advances , would be


    interested in sex, after all? And not just any kind of kink either, it seemed¡­

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    Chapter 25 Who Dares Deny Me a Child?


    The receptionist kindly escorted Deirdre to the front door. She thanked the former before adding , ¡°Can


    you tell me where the closest pharmacy is?¡±


    The receptionist was not sure why she needed one, but she gave her the required directions either


    way. With help from her walking stick, Deirdre made her way to the pharmacy and asked for some


    morning-after pills.


    Despite how soft her voice was, it managed to attract some attention. A gang of teenage hoodlums


    made no attempt to hide theirughter , gibing, ¡°Why would an ugly b*tch need morning-after pills?¡±


    Deirdre ignored them and went out of the store. She wasted no time, downing the pill without even


    asking for a ss of water. Yes, her tormented body was hardly fertile anymore, but she would not take


    even a one-in-a thousand chance of bearing the Devil¡¯s spawn.


    The receptionist had not actually left. She stood at a distance and watched Deirdre discard the pill


    package,


    feeling bewildered. After the woman left in a cab, she went to that exact garbage bin and perused its


    contents, making sure that was what she thought she had seen.


    Oh my god. It really was a morning-after pill!


    She was aghast. There was a long, long list of women who would do anything they could to bear


    Brendan a child ¨C and yet this weirdo would rather abort that chance altogether!


    The revtion was so wild to her that the receptionist could not help mentioning it to a close colleague


    when they met in the pantry. ¡°That woman¡¯s all scarred and ruined, right? But turns out she¡¯s been


    riding a high horse this whole time! If I were the one having sex with Mr. Brighthall, you bet your *ss I¡¯d


    be holding on to the baby 100%! Do you know what that scarred -face woman did instead? She went to


    the pharmacy and bought birth control pills! She¡¯s really, really against bearing Mr. Brighthall¡¯s seed, girl


    ¡ª¡±


    ¡°Who?! Who¡¯s against bearing my seed?!¡±


    The receptionist froze. Toote, the man in question was already standing by the door, bringing the


    room¡¯s


    temperature down to subzero. Lowering her head deferentially, she muttered, ¡°Oh, hello, Mr.


    Brighthall¡­¡±


    His eyes reflected his irritation. ¡°I asked, who¡¯s against bearing my seed?!¡±


    He had been in the hospital a while ago. After making . sure Charlene was okay, he had rushed right


    back to his office and passed by the pantry. That was when he had overheard their conversation.


    The receptionist and her colleague locked eyes. At first, fear stopped them from saying anything, but


    after some thought, they realized Deirdre was probably just aware of how undeserving she was. Surely


    Brendan would be happy to know that, right?


    ¡°It¡¯s Miss McKinnon, Mr. Brighthall. After you left, she bought some morning-after pills and took them.


    She must have known she is way below your status since she took such a measure, you know, to


    prevent carrying your child identally. That¡¯s actually very thou¡ª¡±


    nk!


    There was a sudden ruckus. Brendan had swiped every


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    single item on the table to the floor, but his eyes betrayed even more unappeased violence. Startled,


    the crowd began to stare, but he ignored them all. ¡°Where the hell is she now?!¡±


    The receptionist froze. But should he not be d that Deirdre was self-aware?! Why was he so¡­


    apoplectic?


    Did he actually ¡­ really want that woman to bear him a child?


    No way. No f*cking way-this was insane! B-But¡­


    The receptionist took a sharp breath. ¡°S-She left a while


    ago¡­¡±


    ¡°Left? Left?!¡± Brendan stormed forward. The fury and violence in his eyes were almost tangible; the


    receptionist found herself struggling to face him. ¡°I told you to take care of her!¡±


    She felt stuck. When he had told her to take care of her a woman who looked like a freakshow-had he


    not meant ¡°send her off¡±? What else could he have meant? Book a luxurious suite in a six-star hotel for


    her to stay in?


    ¡°I..¡± Her voice was quivering. ¡°I-I- I wanted to, b-but Miss McKinnon was adamant that she l-leave¡­ I c


    couldn¡¯t stop her!¡±


    Adamant to leave? Adamant to leave so she could buy pills from the pharmacy to make sure that no


    baby woulde out of that?!


    Brendan¡¯s chest was set ame. ¡°Just perfect, Deirdre McKinnon! You¡¯re a f*cking star! I thought your


    last abortion was because of some terrible reason you wouldn¡¯t let others know about, but it¡¯s really just


    you! You didn¡¯t want our kid! You¡¯re the kind of b*tch who would kill her child!¡¯


    His rage was so explosive that it was starting to suffocate him. He stormed out of the pantry and began


    to punch Deirdre¡¯s number into his phone.

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    Chapter 26 You Liar!


    The call was connected. Brendan gnashed his teeth as he said, ¡°Where the hell are you, McKinnon?!¡±


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    Deirdre said nothing. At the end of her silence came a click


    -and the call was hung up.


    She stuck the phone back into her pocket, feeling disappointed. That had not been Sterling, as she had


    hoped. How was he? Was he okay? She had no idea how he was.


    The only silver lining right now was how well-known the Fuller family really was in the city. Even a run-


    of-the mill cab driver knew exactly where to take Deirdre when she asked him to take her to their


    house.


    She paid the driver, who told her where the doorbell was, and pressed it. There was a series of quick


    footsteps, apanied by a voice thick with annoyance . ¡°Which nutcase is it this time? It¡¯s like they


    all think they can just ring whenever they feel like it!¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m sorry,¡± Deirdre huffed, feeling anxious . ¡°I¡­ I just


    wanted¡­ to know where Sterling is? He¡¯s not picking up his phone¡±


    ¡°Sterling ?¡± The maid scoffed. It was palpable just how little she respected the young man-even though


    he was supposedly one of her employers. ¡°Just a bastard child, that one, but oh-so-many troubles! I


    guess being the bastard child of a big wealthy family still counts for something ¡¯cause he still needs to


    be taken care of¡­ He¡¯s probably in some mortuary or something. Maybe you shoulde back to look


    for him at his funeral?¡±


    Funeral?!


    Deirdre¡¯s face paled. Had Brendan not said he was going to leave Sterling alone?!


    She lunged at the iron gate, animated by her fear and rm. ¡°Please! Please let mee inside to see


    him! Brendan ¨C Mr. Brighthall -promised me that everything would be over now! Please!¡±


    The maid did not catch the Brighthall name since all she noticed was Deirdre¡¯s grotesque face


    suddenly zooming in on her. Startled and taken aback, she cussed. ¡°What the f*ck! Oh my god, get this


    out of my face! Who the f*


    ck let you prowl in the streets?¡±


    She heard the gate open. Finally!


    She was about to enter when she felt a force striking her right on the chest. The hit knocked her out,


    and she ended up falling


    The maid was not done yet. ¡°You want in, do you? Do you?! Who do you think you are, ya lil¡¯ freakshow


    ?! An ugly, blind a*s who¡¯s also somehow super-entitled! God, why am I the one who has to deal with


    this disgusting thing?!¡±


    She stopped only when she felt better. Before the maid could leave, though, Deirdre gritted her teeth


    through her pain and threw her hands around the maid¡¯s leg. ¡°Don¡¯t go! I¡¯m begging you, let me in! I


    just want to tell them that it¡¯s over¡­ Tell them to stop hurting Sterling¡­ Please, just let me do this one


    thing!¡±


    This was the sight that greeted Brendan.


    He had pinpointed where she was through the GPS¡­ only to find her like this. A woman devoid of any


    dignity or shame. A woman who ignored her own pain. A woman


    who was begging someone by throwing herself around their leg-all so she could help Sterling.


    She was just a blind woman! She was the one who should be protected-not the other way around!


    Rage once again filled Brendan, but something else fueled it: jealousy. This devotion was his right-his


    right alone! How could a lowly bastard like Sterling take it away from him?!


    ¡°Please, let me go in there and talk! Please, please! Just a word and I¡¯ll go! I swear!¡±


    The maid kicked her away, looking exasperated.


    That was when Brendan strode forward and joined the fray. He helped Deirdre up and fixed his icy


    re on the maid.


    The color was drained from the maid¡¯s face. ¡°M-Mr. B-B Brighthall!¡±


    Everyone in Neve recognized Brendan ¡ª including her. But why was someone like that protecting this


    hideous freakshow?


    Deirdre immediately knew he was there, but if any emotion was aroused in her, she did not show it.


    She shoved him away and reached out, wing and trying to beg the maid by grabbing her foot again.


    Brendan¡¯s expression darkened. He hindered her effort by hooking an arm around her waist before


    pulling her back to him. ¡°I know you delight in being a pathetic, undignified piece of sh*t, but are you


    done? You scraped your knees in front of me; and you just scraped your knees in front of someone¡¯s


    servant-god! Maybe I should hire you to grovel before anyone who enters my building!¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s lips were trembling. She reeled out of her single -minded mission and snarled back at him,


    baring her teeth. ¡°You said you¡¯d leave him alone! You promised ! But now, he can¡¯t even answer my


    calls-you¡¯re a liar!¡±


    Brendan finally understood what had happened. No wonder she had hung up on him that quickly. She


    had been waiting for Sterling to call-she had thought Brendan¡¯s call was from Sterling!


    This b*tch! She had wasted no time taking the morning ¨C


    after pill and looking for Sterling almost as soon as she had gotten dressed!

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    Resent, Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 27


    Chapter 27 You¡¯re Coming Home With Me


    Brendan was so infuriated that his eyes turned beet red. He had never been relegated to second ce


    by a woman before. He had never felt this way before!


    ¡°Is that how important that son of a b*tch is to you?! You¡¯re acting as if you¡¯ll die if you aren¡¯t with him!¡±


    Deirdre clenched her hands into fists. The way the maid had spokenbined with how inferiorly he


    was treated in his own family ¨C implied that he had suffered some serious bodily harm. And yet,


    Brendan did not give a damn about his suffering!


    He had always been like this! He¡¯d always treated everyone else¡¯s lives as insignificant and


    expendable!


    His apathy infuriated Deirdre. ¡°You¡¯re damn right, Brendan! I¡¯ll die if I¡¯m not with him! There, I said it!


    But what¡¯s your excuse? You promised me, but did you do what you said you would?!¡±


    ¡°McKinnon !¡± Brendan growled and tightened his hold around her arms. His blood was boiling. ¡°You just


    keep


    testing my patience, don¡¯t you? Do you know how easy it would be for me to make the Fullers and that


    son of a b* tch vanish? One order from me is all it would take. One order!¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s tantrum died off when she heard his reply. Of course. The Devil wielded unchecked power in


    this godforsaken city. She had seen it in action before¡­ So how could she fight him and risk even more


    of his wrath?


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    Brendan knew he had to stop Deirdre from being with Sterling any longer. If this went on, Brendan


    would never be able to possess even an inch of her heart. Grabbing her wrist, he ordered her, ¡°Go


    home.¡±


    Home? Did she even have a home?


    She did not wriggle free from his grip, and her feet remained locked in ce. ¡°I¡¯m going to see


    Sterling.¡±


    She was the reason behind everything that had happened, so she had to see that it ended. She would


    not leave until she had closure!


    ¡°No!¡± Her stubborn attitude frustrated him. He was not going to let these two see each other again!


    ¡°You¡¯reing home with me!¡±


    Deidre stubbornly refused to cave, so Brendan began to forcefully trawl her away. She struggled,


    iling her arms. Finally, she broke down and whimpered. ¡°Please just let me see him, Brendan . Just


    this once! I¡¯ll let you take me anywhere afterward, I swear¡­¡±


    She was so pathetic. Even her voice had turned raspy. The only reason she was not in tears yet was


    because she was trying not to cry.


    The destion in her features immediately caused Brendan to frown.


    ¡°F*ck! Fine! I¡¯ll let you see that bastard if it means you will finally give up! See for yourself if that


    pathetic guy could really protect you!¡± he snarled as he pulled her into his arms. He shot a sudden


    re at the maid. ¡°Show us the way.¡±


    The maid immediately did as told.


    As soon as he heard about Brendan¡¯s arrival, Mr. Richard Fuller¡ªwho was at least a decade his


    senior-strode forward his esteemed guest, Everything in his tone aimed to please. ¡°Oh my God, to what


    do we owe the honor of receiving a guest like you! I was just about to bring my failure of a son to see


    you! He needs to apologize to you. This is his fault, entirely!¡±


    ¡°That won¡¯t be necessary.¡± The difference between Richard¡¯s cordiality and Brendan¡¯s coldness would


    give anyone whish. ¡°Youngsters like us get into heated confrontations all the time. It was just a silly


    little spat. Now that I have had a good night¡¯s rest, I don¡¯t care anymore.¡±


    He did not care anymore? He had made the Fullers lose millions!


    The smile on Richard¡¯s lips froze, but he swallowed any indignance he might have felt. ¡°R-Right. It was


    pretty silly, huh? I hope you can forgive my idiotic son, Mr. Brighthall!¡±


    Brendan hummed off-handedly. ¡°I¡¯m here to see Sterling. I want to talk to him, but I don¡¯t know if he¡¯s


    up


    to it.¡±


    ¡°O-Oh!¡± Richard paused. Deirdre could hear someone shuffling close to the older man and whisper


    something about him having ¡°the living daylights knocked out of him¡±. Then, she heard Richard say


    hesitantly, ¡°Mr. Brighthall, your personal visit here means a lot to us, and we really, really want to honor


    your request. But Sterling, well, he¡¯s¡ª¡±


    ¡°He¡¯s what?!¡± Deirdre suddenly blurted out loudly.¡± What have you people done to him?!¡±


    It was the first time Richard noticed the young woman, and her face sent a pang to his heart. Stunned,


    he asked,¡° Sorry, but who¡¯s this?¡±


    Brendan furrowed his brows. Pulling her into his arms, he dered, ¡°My woman.¡±

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    Resent, Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 28


    Chapter 28 He¡¯s All She Could Rely on


    The room seemed suspended in shock. No one would even remotely react in any way, and Deirdre


    looked like a forest nymph who had jumped out of a masterfully crafted painting, but she¡­ Well¡­


    Richard was the first topare Deirdre¡¯s height and figure to the unknown individual Sterling had


    shielded in the infamous video. He then reeled in realization.


    No wonder that moron had attracted so much of Mr. Brighthall¡¯s ire. Richard had been mystified to see


    Sterling¡¯s name gone viral, but now he knew why. That idiot had stolen Mr. Brighthall¡¯s girl!


    What really made Richard furious was not just the stupidity of it all. It was the girl this whole fight had


    been about! F*ck, of all the girls his bastard son could have gotten into a fight for, he had to pick this


    freakshow and drag the entire family through the mud over¡­ her!


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    He whispered something to his maid before facing Brendan with a smile. ¡°I see. I¡¯ll have him over right


    this


    instant. It won¡¯t take long, so help yourself to some tea while we wait.¡±


    Brendan made himselffortable on the couch and forced Deirdre to sit as well. She clenched her


    fists, anxiety making her nauseous. She could not even bring herself to drink anything.


    A whileter, she heard footsteps and rose instantly.


    When Sterling entered the living room, Deirdre was the first thing that caught his attention. His


    footsteps were stifled, but a momentter, he noticed Brendan looming by her side and understood.


    ¡°You piece of sh*t!¡± Sterling bellowed. ¡°What the f*ck did you threaten Deirdre with this time, you rabid


    jack* ss?! And you call yourself a man?!¡±


    Before Deirdre could react, Richard had jumped into the fray. ¡°You ignorant *ss!¡± he cried, pping the


    young man as hard as he could.


    He turned to Brendan and immediately apologized. ¡°Oh Lord, this is so embarrassing¡­ I swear, this


    idiot has gotten so used to doing whatever the hell he feels like


    without our supervision that he fancies himself a rebel hotshot. It¡¯s my fault for not teaching him


    manners, Mr. Brighthall. Please don¡¯t let his barbarism bother you.¡±


    Brendan ignored both of them. He sneered and drank his tea while Deirdre trembled. Just a few


    seconds ticked by, but she understood how little Sterling¡¯s family saw in him. If his own father had no


    problem humiliating his son in public, what could stop him from doing something even worse to Sterling


    behind closed doors?


    Her hands were cold, and her fingers felt as numb as if they were made of ice.


    The next thing she knew, Brendan had yanked her back to her seat. He was gratified by everything that


    had happened so far. In fact, he was so pleased that he whispered in Deirdre¡¯s ear like a demon toying


    with his prey, ¡°You can¡¯t see, dear Deirdre, so I¡¯ll be nice this time and tell you what exactly is


    happening. Do you know that his entire back is drenched in blood? He¡¯s still bleeding.¡±


    Deirdre felt the world spinning. Sterling was hurt! She really was a curse! Af*cking curse who would


    doom anyone stupid enough to help her!


    Something was stuck in her throat-was it blood?


    She had to clench her hands hard to prevent herself from fainting. Her voice was thick with tears when


    she breathed out and said, ¡°I don¡¯t¡­ I don¡¯t want to see this¡­ or hear about this¡­ Please tell them to


    get him to the . hospital! He needs to be treated ¨C god, he must be in so much pain right now. I don¡¯t


    want to see this¡­¡±


    Brendan narrowed his eyes. The agony in Deirdre¡¯s features was like rain on his parade. He cupped


    her chin and lifted her up against her will. ¡°Do you get it now, Deirdre? This is what happens to anyone


    who¡¯s foolish enough to help you. Remember this!¡±


    She should remember that the only one she was allowed to rely on was Brendan.


    The young woman¡¯s breath was shaking, and she closed


    her eyes.


    She admitted defeat.


    Brendan finally released her. Turning back to the Fullers, he said cidly, ¡°The smell of blood stings,


    and Mr.


    Fuller is thick with it. He doesn¡¯t even look like he could enjoy a chat. Get him to a hospital and get him


    treated. I¡¯lle back to talk to him some other time.¡±


    Richard nodded enthusiastically. ¡°Yes, of course! Here, allow me to see you off.¡±


    Brendan tidied up his shirt with one hand and snaked another around Deirdre¡¯s waist. They then


    started toward the door.


    Sterling¡¯s eyes were beet red after that painful p.¡° Dee!¡± he cried out; gritting his teeth. ¡°I¡¯m fine! You


    don¡¯t have to shackle yourself to this madman, Dee! You don¡¯t have to let him control you through


    threats! We made a promise to each other to leave and live somewhere safe, didn¡¯t we? And we will!


    Wait for me at our clinic-I¡¯ll be there! I will!¡±


    Deidre froze.


    There was no time for her to snap out of that momentary shock. Brendan lunged, his hand a blur until it


    landed on Sterling¡¯s face in a fist.

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    Resent, Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 29


    Chapter 29 You Detest Me Just As Much, Don¡¯t You?


    Malice poured out of Brendan¡¯s eyes. He looked less like a man and more like a monster braying for


    blood. ¡°I let you off the hook, Sterling! How dare you spit on my goodwill! How f*cking dare you take my


    woman?!¡±


    Pain burned Sterling¡¯s cheek, but it did nothing to hold him back. He snickered. ¡°Your woman? Oh, I


    see! Being forced to do someone else¡¯s time for a crime she didn¡¯tmit is a perk of being your


    woman, huh? Being dehumanized as your means of entertainment is also the sort of thing your woman¡¯


    should do, right? God, is it just me, or is being ¡®your woman¡¯ the cruelest torment anyone could ever


    suffer?¡±


    Brendan¡¯s eyes turned bloodshot. He then attacked again.


    Sterling was no match for him in a fight, but he did not let that stop him from putting up a fight.


    Everyone else in the room, including Deirdre, was too aghast to react. She had to stop Sterling from


    angering Brendan even further. After all, it would be all too easy for


    someone as obscenely powerful as Brendan to ruin Sterling¡¯s career as a doctor forever!


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    ¡°Stop! Please, stop fighting!¡± she yelled powerlessly. She could not see anything-she could only hear


    the sounds of fists connecting with flesh. She seized one of them and lurched, then


    She felt pain. Right on her face.


    Her ears rang, and she felt gravity calling to her from behind and fell.


    Her face swole up, and even the simple act of breathing hurt.


    Sterling¡¯s eyes turned red. ¡°Dee!¡±


    ,


    Brendan shoved the man away and pulled her into his arms. He shot everyone in the family an icy


    re and said angrily, ¡°All of you sicken me. I get that he¡¯s just a bastard son, but god, does this


    savage even have any manners?! Jesus, train your son like a dog if you have to! Give him some


    lessons!¡±


    After saying that, he stormed off. Before she was


    forcefully dragged out of the house, Deirdre¡¯s recovering ears vaguely heard Richardmbasting


    Sterling. She curled into herself and muttered, ¡°No, Sterling¡¯s injuries ¡­ He needs to¡­ get them


    treated¡­¡±


    Brendan brusquely shoved her to the passenger¡¯s seat. He loomed over her, fury burning in his chest,


    and grabbed her by her shoulders in a tight hold. ¡°Are you suicidal, Deirdre? Your face is swollen, for


    f*ck¡¯s sake! Why do you still care about him?! Why is he so important to you?!¡±


    He was hysterical. The only reason he had not rushed back inside the Fullers¡¯ residence to beat the


    living crap out of Sterling was because Deirdre¡¯s injury seemed so critical.


    The young woman shivered. His voice was really loud, and her ears were beginning to ring again. She


    took a deep breath and slumped against the back of the seat.


    A whileter, her ears stopped ringing and she cast her eyes down. ¡°He saved me, Brendan. I was left


    with nothing. I was abandoned. Alone. At that moment of need, he saved me. He is my hero.¡±


    ¡°What a f*cking hero he is! If it wasn¡¯t for him, how the


    hell would you have ended up in this state!¡±


    Deirdre turned her face away from him and said nothing.


    Brendan pressed his lips together and stomped on the elerator . The car whirred into life, and she


    panicked.


    ¡°Where are you taking me?¡± she cried.


    He frowned. ¡°To the goddamned hospital! You look like a goddamned bulldog right now, okay? What if


    you have a concussion?¡±


    ¡°No! I¡¯m not going to the hospital!¡± She remembered how those people had demanded answers from


    her. The trauma was still eating away at her. ¡°I¡¯m fine. I don¡¯t need to see a doctor.¡±


    The car screeched to a stop.


    ¡°Why the hell not? Why the f*cking hell not?! What the hell are you going to do, huh? Go back there


    and nurse Sterling back to f*cking health? Let him put himself inside you again?!¡± Brendan erupted.


    ¡°Are you blind? Didn¡¯t you see just how repulsed the Fullers were by you? They hate you. You disgust


    them! You really think you


    could make them warm up to you by acting like a saint and being on their beck and call?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s lips paled. She had not seen it, yes, but she had felt the family¡¯s contempt just fine. Even


    so¡­ why did Brendan have to put it so bluntly? Why could he not mince his words? He acted like she


    was not a fellow human being who could feel pain.


    ¡°You¡¯re right. Damn right! I couldn¡¯t see anything because I¡¯m just a blind woman!¡± she retorted in a


    shaky voice. She took a deep breath and raised her head in defiance. ¡°Besides, what¡¯s the difference


    between serving them and serving you? They detest me-and so do you!¡±

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    Chapter 30 You Brought This Upon Yourself


    ¡°Detest you? Who detests you?¡±


    ¡°Who?¡± Deirdre almost burst intoughter. ¡°Do you have even half of Sterling¡¯s courage? Enough


    courage to take me out there? Introduce me to everyone? Do you even have the guts to tell the world


    my name-my real name?¡±


    Brendan froze. Of course he did not. Deirdre already knew his answer and answered herself, ¡°No. You


    don¡¯t.¡±


    A mocking sneer surfaced on her features, pulling Brendan out of his stupor. He clutched the steering


    wheel tightly, his tone disbelieving. ¡°How dare you, McKinnon?! How dare youpare me to a


    bastard child not recognized even by his own family?! Do you know just how-how different the two of us


    are?! Do you really think he would have a blind woman as his girlfriend if he were me? Pfft! He wouldn¡¯t


    even have the balls to admit that you¡¯re his woman!¡±


    Brendan did not put much thought into his words, but they came out like a knife stabbing deep into


    Deirdre¡¯s


    chest.


    She was a blind woman who would never be recognized as anyone¡¯s woman in public. That was


    Brendan¡¯s opinion of her.


    Deirdreughed so hard tears began to roll down her cheeks. ¡°Oh my god, where are my manners!


    Having the great, esteemed Mr. Brighthall drive a blind woman like me to the Fullers must take a lot of


    effort and time. I shouldn¡¯t impose!¡±


    Brendan was furious. ¡°Don¡¯t use that passive-aggressive tone with me, Deirdre. Do you reallyck self-


    awareness? I get that you¡¯re blind, but that doesn¡¯t mean a part of your brain died with your eyesight,


    right? It¡¯s the greatest honor to have me acknowledge you as my woman! Beggars can¡¯t be choosers.


    Ever heard of that?!¡±


    The arrogance in his voice made Deirdre feel cold.


    ¡°Honestly , none of this would have happened to you if you had done what I said,¡± he added. ¡°Get it


    through your skull, Deirdre-you brought all this upon yourself!¡±


    Deirdre bit her lip so hard that her teeth drew blood. Pain


    assaulted her so hard that she would have seen only darkness even if her sight had been back. Oh,


    sure! The fact that Brendan had shown up with her at the Fullers¡¯ residence had been the biggest


    honor she could ever deserve!


    But did she even want this ¡°honor¡±?


    She felt suffocated¡­ and defeated. She resigned to leaning against the back of her chair, too tired to


    even object.


    Since thest scandal had happened in a private hospital, Brendan elected to take Deirdre to the state


    hospital for treatment. ording to the doctor¡¯s prognosis, her bruise was fairly minor and required


    only some external medication.


    As Brendan listened to the doctor¡¯s exnation, he glimpsed at Deirdre¡¯s lifeless eyes.


    They were so hollow.


    He frowned. They used to be so alive and animated. As the saying went, the eyes are the windows to


    one¡¯s soul, and they had been the windows to hers. He had been the only


    one who had mattered to her back then, so her eyes used to always be filled with color and light


    whenever she was looking at him. It did not matter how hard he had tried to push her away, the light in


    her eyes had never died.


    ¡°Can you check her eyes too? Is there something we can do about her sight?¡± he blurted out.


    Deirdre¡¯s fingertips quivered.


    The doctor began his examination. When he was finished, there was a deep frown on his face. ¡°When


    did she start losing her sight?¡±


    Deirdre felt a pang in her chest. Her mind nked out before she answered, ¡°June 27th, 2018.¡±


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    She could recall it right down to the exact date, as it was a day she would never forget. She had


    counted down the days. She had carved the time passing on the door. She had kept time.


    It was the day Brendan had pped her face by proxy.


    The man himself froze a little. It was not because he remembered that as the day he and Charlene had


    taken


    their wedding photo. He did not remember receiving a desperate call asking for help.


    He was merely surprised because the day fell neatly into the window of time when Deirdre should have


    been in jail.


    The doctor sighed. ¡°You¡¯ve gone this long without any. treatment or help? Miss, your eyes could have


    been salvageable back then. Why didn¡¯t you get emergency care at the time?¡±


    Why?


    Deirdre stared unseeingly ahead. Then, with downcast eyes, she whispered, ¡°I forgot to.¡±

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    Resent, Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 31


    Chapter 31 The Condition of My Eyes Is All Your Fault


    ¡°You didn¡¯t receive surgical intervention during the best treatment time, so it would be too difficult to


    treat the condition now. The sess rate of the surgical intervention would be low, so I don¡¯t


    rmend taking the risk to undergo surgery.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s fine, I don¡¯t want to treat it either.¡± Deirdre suddenly stood up and felt her way to the door so she


    could leave.


    Brendan was nning on going after her initially but remembered that he had yet to get the medicine.


    He got the medicine and went outside, only to see that Deirdre had almost felt her way out to the


    corridor.


    He walked swiftly over and caught up to her. He pulled Deidre by the wrist and said, ¡°Have you lost


    your mind! You walked out of a doctor¡¯s consultation midway. It¡¯s fortunate that you¡¯re blind, or you


    might have already run out of the building!¡±


    Deirdre struggled free from his clutch and pinned her hand tightly against the wall. ¡°I feel suffocated


    and I¡¯m trying to get some fresh air.¡±


    ¡°Is that so?¡± Brendan looked at her face, but her tense body and resistive gesture showed no


    suffocating symptoms. Everything about her made it seem like she was unwilling to be in his presence.


    Brendan¡¯s patience was running really thin. ¡®What the f* ck is wrong with this woman?!


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    ¡°Deirdre, don¡¯t you dare think that everyone is going to yield to you because of your current condition.


    Come back with me. Even if the surgical intervention doesn¡¯t work, we should be able to treat your


    condition conservatively.¡±


    He clutched her wrist once again in preparation to take her back to the consultation room. Deirdre


    became even more resistant all of a sudden and shed through Brendan¡¯s face with her fingernail in


    the midst of her struggle, leaving a bloody streak on his face.


    Brendan, who was furious, pinned her against the wall.¡° What the heck are you doing!¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s eyes welled up with tears, and she was breathing heavily. ¡°I should be the one asking you


    what the heck you¡¯re doing! Brendan, you will only need to treat me like a servant, like you did in the


    past. You may summon me and have me abide by your orders, but you don¡¯t need to show mercy out


    of nowhere. I¡¯m not going to treat my eyes, and I don¡¯t want to!¡±


    Brendan had juste to realize that his kindness was unappreciated.


    He used to be cold to her, yet she would still approach him shamelessly. Now, he wanted to treat her


    eyes out of kindness, yet she resisted as strongly as if he was trying to kill her.


    ¡°You¡¯re an idiot, Deirdre.¡±


    He was so furious that he turned around and walked away. However, he turned back after taking two


    steps and grabbed Deirdre¡¯s wrist.


    His gesture was so rough that Deirdre could only catch up to him after a few steps.


    Deirdre was shoved into the passenger seat, but she was used to it. Her body curled into a ball, and


    she did not move at all. Brendan started the engine and asked with a sneer, ¡°Why did you lie to the


    doctor when your eyes were only blinded after you got together with Sterling? You imed that it was


    June 27. What are you trying to do there, Deirdre?¡±


    Deirdre was stunned.


    Brendan found her reaction insulting. ¡°Was I wrong? You were still in jail on June 27, and I still had intel


    on you at the time. How could I not have known that your eyes were ruined?¡±


    He spoke in a confident tone. Deirdre finally realized something after a long while.


    ¡®Brendan has no idea about my eyes being blinded indeed. After all, all he wanted was to disfigure me


    and abort my child. Why would he go as far as to destroy my eyes?¡¯


    Deirdre found Brendan¡¯s buck-passing behavior amusing.


    She regarded him as her biggest nightmare , but he did not seem to feel mentally burdened by the


    incident at all.


    ¡°You think that I only lost my sight after I got out of jail, right?¡± ¡°What else?¡±


    Deirdreughed. She burst outughing so hard that her body began trembling. Brendan furrowed his


    eyebrows abruptly and stared at her. ¡°Why are youughing?¡±


    ¡°Why am Iughing¡­¡± Deirdre wiped her tears. ¡°I¡¯mughing because you¡¯re so good at deceiving


    yourself. You¡¯re actually pretending that you have no idea how I lost my sight¡­ The condition of my


    eyes ispletely your fault!¡±


    Screech¡­


    The piercing noise of the tires screeching to a stop was heard. Brendan¡¯s handsome, wless face was


    filled with shock. He then looked at Deirdre with narrowed eyes. ¡° Come again?¡±

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    Chapter 32 Don¡¯t You Dare! Deirdre found his reaction insulting. The corner of her lips curled into a


    sneer as she enunciated her next words clearly. ¡°The condition of my eyes ispletely your fault! It


    was all you, Brendan! Now, you¡¯re pretending to want to treat my eyes. Will I get back the one year that


    I lived without my sight? Your trick of rewarding me after punishing me doesn¡¯t work on me anymore!¡±


    ¡°What kind of nonsense are you talking about!¡± Brendan clutched the steering wheel tightly as he


    red at Deirdre in confusion. ¡°Did I blind your eyes? Deirdre, don¡¯t you dare think that you can vilify


    me just because I treat you well! Don¡¯t you dare!¡±


    ¡°Vilify you?¡± Deirdre felt a coldness course through her entire body, immobilizing her while also


    sobering her up.


    She realized that her actions were futile.


    ¡®Will Brendan acknowledge that it is his fault after what I said? He¡¯s only losing his temper out of


    embarrassment. How could a conceited man like him ever admit his crime? ¡®All he wants is a servant


    who will still approach him cautiously after being beaten up by him countless times. He does not want


    the truth.¡¯ She shut her eyes in self-pity. She pitied herself for attempting to make him feel a tinge of


    guilt.


    ¡°Speak, Deirdre ! Don¡¯t even think about giving me the silent treatment.¡± Brendan¡¯s face turned slightly


    pale, and he spoke in a higher voice. Deirdre turned her face to the side and said, ¡°What do you want


    me to say?¡± ¡°Show me the evidence, of course! You im that it was my fault your eyes were blinded.


    Aren¡¯t you going to produce evidence to back up your ims?¡±


    ¡°I don¡¯t have any.¡± Deidre found Brendan¡¯s behavior amusing. ¡°Just consider this me losing my mind


    and vilifying you.¡±


    Upon saying that, she leaned her head to the side and stopped speaking altogether. Brendan could not


    help frowning. He knew that it was impossible , but he was having a hard time not thinking about it.


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    Could Deirdre have lost her sight in jail? He wondered if something had happened in the past that he


    was unaware of. Otherwise, why would Deirdre¡¯s behavior suddenly change so much?


    The idea was akin to a spark that ignited a fire, making Brendan grow uneasy. He left Deidre by the


    door of the vi and took the liberty to leave after nagging her.


    Deirdre stood by the door of the vi in a daze. Despite her lost sight, she knew the furniture


    arrangement like


    the back of her hand after living in the vi for two years.


    It was all very familiar to her.


    She knew that the sofa was five steps ahead and the kitchen was right in front of her. She had spent


    countless days waiting for Brendan toe home during the two years when they had been married.


    She would head upstairs in disappointment by daybreak.


    Deirdre resisted reminiscing about the past instinctively. Refusing to be haunted by her memories, she


    made her way up the stairs, holding the handrail, only to encounter


    an uninvited guest at the door.


    ¡°Deirdre? Why are you here?!¡± Charlene stood at the door, ring at Deirdre incredulously.


    She had been under the assumption that her eyes were deceiving her when she had seen the figure


    outside earlier. She had not expected that Deirdre would actually be in Brendan¡¯s vi!


    It should be noted that she had not moved in officially as Brendan¡¯s partner despite having a key to the


    ce!


    ¡°What gives you the right toe here? Leave now!¡± Deirdre¡¯s expression turned cold as she listened


    to Charlene¡¯s voice. Deirdre clenched her fists tighter as she listened to Charlene¡¯s exasperated


    inquisition. ¡°Why can¡¯t I be here when a phony like you can?¡±


    ¡°Who did you call a phony?¡± A look of panic shed past


    Charlene¡¯s beautiful eyes. She walked up the stairs step by step and said with a lowered, threatening


    voice,¡° Watch your words, Deirdre. Have you forgotten about the agony you felt in jail after living a


    rxed life for a year? If I can make Brendan send you to jail once, I can make it happen again!¡±

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    Resent, Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 33


    Chapter 33 Charlene Won¡¯t Dance Again Upon hearing that, Deidre clenched her fists so hard that her


    nails dug into her flesh. She would never forget that, of course. She would never forget how merciless


    this man was or that he had made her spend a year in agony. Deirdre¡¯s body was shaking, but she


    calmed herself enough to open her eyes once again. Her ssy eyes were lowered when she made a


    mocking remark. ¡°Why would you waste your breath here if you could send me there again? I believe


    that life wasn¡¯t all that good to you after Brendan made me plead guilty. Am I right?¡±


    Charlene¡¯s face turned pale. Deirdre was right. She had assumed that the rtionship between her and


    Brendan would grow after Deirdre was imprisoned and they would get married and have children.


    However, Brendan had suddenly grown more distant. Even though he had never dered it openly,


    Charlene knew that Brendan med her for the hit-and-run. He also med her for getting Deirdre


    imprisoned.


    Charlene¡¯s eyes were burning with hatred and disgust. She figured that she would have been the one


    imprisoned at the time had she not lied about her body not being able to withstand being in jail after the


    fire!


    ¡°The worst part for me was going under the knife, and I had to endure some pain to get rid of your


    obnoxious


    face. However, it¡¯s different for you.¡± Charlene cracked a smile and whispered in Deirdre¡¯s ear, ¡°Your


    child died a tragic death, didn¡¯t it?¡± Deirdre¡¯s entire body froze.


    Charlene looked at her freshly-manicured nails and said in a casual tone, ¡°Someone sent a photo to


    me and I saw it. That poor little babe was almost fully formed, yet it was turned into mush, tossed in the


    trash, and fed to a pack of wild dogs.


    ¡°Oh right, right, do you know how Brendan reacted when he saw the photo ? He frowned immediately


    because he found it disgusting. He refused to take an extra nce, so he burned the photo. He


    imed that it was what the baby deserved and that you didn¡¯t deserve to bear his child.¡±


    Charlene lowered her voice when she uttered the final remark, and it sounded unusually malicious.


    Deirdre¡¯s eyes reddened with tears and anger. She reached for Charlene but she could not see, so she


    only managed to brush her fingertips across Charlene¡¯s shoulder. Charlene suddenly lost her footing


    and fell down the stairs.


    Deirdre was stunned when she heard the loud noise and the woman¡¯s agonized scream. Soon, she


    heard Brendan roar. ¡°Charlene!¡±


    She lowered her gaze. ¡®So that¡¯s how it is.¡¯


    Brendan took a step forward swiftly and shielded Charlene. Charlene was tearing up from the pain of


    falling down the stairs and holding her legs so that she could not move. ¡°Brendan, my legs hurt¡­ Are


    they broken? Am I not going to be able to dance for you anymore?¡±


    Brendan¡¯s eyes reddened from anger. He red at Deirdre coldly before he carried Charlene out the


    door and took her to the hospital in a haste.


    Even though Deirdre could not see, she could feel the man¡¯s intense anger and how bad he wished to


    kill her to


    vent his anger.


    She figured that he would most certainly have given her a ferocious p if he was not in such a rush to


    take Charlene to the hospital.


    She felt dizzy in her head, as if she was going to fall ill again.


    She made her way up the stairs step by step until she reached the room. Deirdre buried herself in the


    nket and fell into a deep sleep. She saw her deceased child in her dreams, yet before she could


    repent, someone grabbed her arm.


    ¡°Deirdre! How can you still have the nerve to sleep? How can you sleep soundly! It¡¯s all your fault that


    Charlene won¡¯t ever dance again!¡±


    Rumble!


    There was a storm outside, and endless thunder could be heard.


    Brendan¡¯s dark eyes burned with fury, and he looked terrifying under the shing lightning.


    Deidre¡¯s entire body was weak from the fever. She lowered her gaze upon hearing that and said, ¡°Ah.¡±This content ? 2024 N?velDrama.Org.

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    Resent, Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 34


    Chapter 34 If You¡¯re Out to Condemn Someone, You Can Always Trump up a Crime ¡®Ah?¡¯


    Brendan could not believe it upon witnessing Deirdre¡¯s reaction. How could she actually be so


    nonchnt after causing someone else¡¯s leg injury?


    He clutched the woman¡¯s throat in a strong grip. ¡°How can you be so malicious, Deirdre! Your eyes are


    blind, yet this doesn¡¯t hide your sinister intentions. Charlene helped you up the stairs out of kindness,


    yet you showed no remorse after shoving her down the stairs. You should¡¯ve been the one pushed


    down the stairs!¡± Deirdre felt likeughing. ¡°If you hade a littleter, I would have been pushed


    down the stairs.¡± Brendan paused for a moment. Soon, he frowned in disgust. ¡°You¡¯re impenitent!¡±


    y


    He pulled strongly to drag her off the bed. ¡°How can you still sleep after crippling someone¡¯s leg?


    Deirdre, you disgust me. Go to the door and repent for your mistake! Come back when you¡¯re ready to


    acknowledge your mistake!¡±


    Deirdre was almost incapable of getting up after being pushed to the floor. Her entire body felt weak


    and limp, but she clenched her teeth and said after resting for a


    long while, ¡°I won¡¯t. Why would I repent when I did nothing wrong?¡±


    ¡°You did nothing wrong, huh? You crippled Charlene¡¯s leg. She won¡¯t be able to dance anymore even


    after her leg recovers! Do you still think that you did nothing wrong?¡±


    ¡°She won¡¯t be able to dance anymore, huh?¡± Deidre sneered. ¡°I had no idea that she enjoyed dancing.


    Is she a dancer? Is this minor injury enough to destroy the rest of her life?¡±


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    Deirdre stood upright and said in exasperation, her body shaking, ¡°What about me then? If I


    compensate her with my leg, will you return my face, eyes, and child to me?¡±


    Brendan was stunned. Soon, he was filled with surging anger.


    ¡°You¡¯re obstinate!¡±


    He clutched Deirdre¡¯s wrist and pulled her behind him as he walked downstairs. He made her get down


    on her knees in the rain.


    ¡°Let¡¯s see how long you are going to be this stubborn ! You will kneel until you stop refusing to


    acknowledge your mistake. If you don¡¯t, I¡¯ll make Sterling kneel on your behalf! I heard that he has


    been taken to a hospital, and I¡¯d like to see if he will make it through this rainy night!¡±


    Upon saying that, Brendan shut the door heavily with a long face.


    It felt unusually cold to be drenched in the rain and standing on wet soil. The coldness crept into her


    body all the way from her toes, and her face was drained of blood. The rain rushed at her weak body


    and made her body temperature drop bit by bit.


    It was cold. It was piercingly cold.


    It was so cold that her ears hummed, and her head was so muddled that she could not tell if she was


    dreaming or sober. She felt as if she had returned to jail and she was sshed with cold water and


    forced to stay next to the toilet bowl. It was the endless coldness that had diminished her passion for


    the world into nothingness .


    Upstairs, Brendan looked down at the woman kneeling on the ground all this while, cigarette butts


    covering the ground under his feet as his eyes were filled with agitation. It had already been an hour,


    yet she still refused to acknowledge her mistake , even though she looked like she was about to lose


    consciousness.


    The rain was heavier now, and it appeared that it would not stop anytime soon.


    He grabbed an umbre and headed downstairs. He


    opened the door and held up the ck umbre, revealing his cold, stunning face. He stepped into the


    muddy water in his boots, his fingers wrapped around the umbre handle, glistening in the dark night.


    ¡°Deirdre , do you acknowledge your mistake?¡± He held the umbre above the woman¡¯s head with a


    strong grip. Deidre heard Brendan¡¯s voice in her daze. She was so cold that she could not feel


    anything, and her body was shivering beyond her control. However, she put a smile on her pale face


    and told the man, ¡°If you¡¯re out to condemn someone, you can always trump up a crime. What have I


    done wrong?¡± Upon saying that, Deirdre could not hold up her body anymore. She crashed into the


    muddy water heavily and lost consciousness.

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    Chapter 35 Take Me Away


    ¡°Deirdre! Deirdre!¡±


    Brendan¡¯s pupils constricted in fear. He tossed away the umbre to pick up the woman and took her


    back to the room without any concern about the mud on her body.¡¯


    On the other hand, Deirdre¡¯s breathing was weakening with each passing second. Her entire body was


    ice-cold, and the only body heat left was on her face. She was running a high fever.


    ¡°I won¡¯t let anything bad happen to you!¡±


    He clenched his teeth. Steven would have been astonished for sure if he was there, as Brendan was


    speaking with a voice tainted with unprecedented anxiety.


    ¡°Do you think you can get away just by losing consciousness? Do you think that you can put an end to


    everything just by doing this? That would be impossible! Deirdre , you¡¯re mine for life and you¡¯ll be


    buried in my family¡¯s tomb when you die! Don¡¯t even think about extricating yourself. Don¡¯t even think


    about it!¡±


    He wrapped Deirdre in a nket and increased the heater¡¯s temperature before he called up a doctor.


    He smoked a cigarette in agitation as he waited at the door. The doctor arrived and found Deirdre still


    wearing


    her wet clothes as soon as he entered the room. He frowned and said, ¡°How could you leave her in her


    wet clothes? It¡¯s going to worsen her condition. You have to remove her drenched clothes.¡±


    The doctor attempted to pull away the nket but was caught off guard when Brendan grabbed his


    wrist. Brendan said, his dark eyes filled with a foreboding . presence, ¡°I¡¯ll do it.¡± ¡°Ah, ah¡­ I shall excuse


    myself for a moment then.¡± The doctor was stunned by Brendan¡¯s gaze. He had not been nning onBelongs ? to N?velDrama.Org.


    removing Deirdre¡¯s clothes initially. He wanted to examine the patient, yet he had not expected that


    Brendan would actually react in that manner.


    He was confused , as he saw that the woman¡¯s face was disfigured, and there was no intact part left on


    it. However, Brendan treated her as though she was his precious treasure, as if she would be taken


    advantage of if someone else were to touch her.


    The doctor left in disbelief. Brendan put out his cigarette and pulled the nket away from Deirdre¡¯s


    body.


    Her clothes were drenched and clung tightly to her body, while her skin was flushed from the high fever.


    Her figure was not considered enticing, yet for some unknown reason, Brendan felt his throat tighten


    with desire at the sight of her shriveled body.


    He got rid of those unwanted thoughts and helped


    Deirdre change into fresh clothes. When he was done, he was almost drenched in sweat.


    ¡°Done.¡±


    He opened the door to let the doctor in. After the examination, it was toote for Deirdre to get an


    intravenous drip, so she needed an injection.


    The needle was very thick, and Deirdre was caught off guard when it pierced her arm. She furrowed


    her eyebrows tightly from the pain, and her body began shaking uncontrobly.


    The doctor noticed the change in Brendan¡¯s gaze, so he hastily exined , ¡°This is the only thing that


    works on her now. Her body is too weak, and she was in the rain while having a fever. She¡¯s going to


    die, so the intravenous drip won¡¯t work on her.¡±


    He was rendered speechless upon saying that. ¡®Why did you make her stay in the rain for so long if you


    care about her?¡¯


    The doctor departed after leaving some medicine behind following the consultation. Brendan stood


    before the bed and looked at the woman¡¯s face, which was drained of blood. She looked just like a


    ghastly pale porcin doll that was about to break.


    He stretched out a finger and could not help using it to sweep across the woman¡¯s forehead. Deirdre


    batted her eyshes at the unexpected touch.


    ¡°Sterling¡­¡± she chanted. ¡°Take me away¡­¡±


    Coldness gathered in Brendan¡¯s dark eyes, and the final tint of sympathy left in there vanished.


    Deirdre lost track of time but found herself in bed when she woke up.


    She felt the clothes on her body and realized that she was not wearing what she had on before. As for


    the time, she could not tell if it was day or night, but she felt her throat hurt and she tried to get out of


    bed to drink water with great difficulty. It was no surprise to her that she survived the ordeal. Brendan


    would not let her die because he needed someone to me for Charlene¡¯s leg injury. He would never


    leave that matter be. In the past, he had divorced her and kicked her out just because Charlene had


    been aggrieved. He would keep her alive just for Charlene again.

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    Chapter 36 Apologize to Charlene


    She was d that the kitchen arrangements had not changed. Deirdre poured herself a ss of water


    and took two gulps quickly before she heard footsteps behind her.


    Brendan was home.


    Deirdre turned her body in the direction of the door with tense movements. She could sense the man¡¯s


    gaze, and it caught her off guard. She was properly dressed , yet she could still feel his coldness.


    She pulled her clothes tighter without realizing it and heard him ask, ¡°You¡¯re awake, huh?¡±


    Deirdre braced herself, nodding despite not understanding the nature of his question. She kept her


    head lowered as she downed thest gulp of water in the ss. Soon, the footsteps approached her


    and stopped right in front of her. Deirdre¡¯s body turned stiff for a moment when she sensed the man¡¯s


    touch on her forehead. She pulled back subconsciously, only to discover that he had just touched her


    forehead for a brief moment.


    He was feeling her body temperature. It came as a surprise to her, but a momentter, the man¡¯s


    remark disappointed herpletely.


    ¡°It seems that you¡¯re still alive. Follow me to the hospitalter so you can apologize to Charlene.¡±


    Brendan would not leave this matter be. He was in a rush to avenge Charlene as soon as Deirdre¡¯s


    fever broke.


    Deirdre clenched her fists tightly. ¡°I won¡¯t¡­¡±


    Her lips were pursed so tightly that they turned white. She would never apologize to the enemy who


    had indirectly killed her child! ¡°I won¡¯t apologize to her!¡± Brendan¡¯s dark eyes turned cold, and he grew


    impatient.¡± Deirdre, don¡¯t try to push my limits. Why won¡¯t you apologize? Do you know that Charlene


    was in pain throughout the night and only managed to fall asleep earlier?!¡±


    ¡®No wonder his body is stained with a feminine scent. It turns out that he spent all night apanying


    Charlene.


    ¡®He went off to keep his beloved womanpany without taking a break after he was done punishing


    me. He was not willing to waste any time, not even a minute.¡¯


    Deirdre pushed her hand against her chest strongly to stop her heart from aching. Soon, she raised her


    head. ¡°I didn¡¯t push her down the stairs. She fell down the stairs by herself. Plus, I went through a hard


    time when I was her scapegoat , so what if I really did push her down the stairs? Shouldn¡¯t she be


    punished for killing someone in a


    hit-and-run?!¡±


    The woman spoke in a confident voice. Brendan¡¯s dark eyes turned cold, and he grabbed Deirdre by


    the throat abruptly, his body pushing close against hers. ¡°Stop being unreasonable. If you don¡¯t


    apologize to her, I¡¯ll make Sterling apologize on your behalf. We need to get


    even anyway!¡±


    He almost had to force out that final remark through tightly-clenched teeth.


    Deirdre¡¯s face turned ghastly pale abruptly. ¡°Don¡¯t do that, Brendan! This is between us. It¡¯s none of his


    business!¡±


    For some unknown reason, Brendan felt anger surging inside his body when he realized that the


    woman would yield because of Sterling, despite her usual fearlessness. ¡°Why can¡¯t I do that? Deirdre,


    perhaps you¡¯ve forgotten who I am. If I want Sterling dead in Neve, he will not live!¡± His eyes were


    glistening with rage. ¡°I thought Sterling thought highly of himself? If that¡¯s the case, he shall apologize


    on your behalf!¡± ¡°No¡­ Don¡¯t!¡± Deirdre panicked and grabbed Brendan¡¯s arm tightly. Sterling was


    already in deep trouble because of her, so she would never allow herself to implicate him again. Her


    throat felt parched, and she bit her lower lip tightly.¡° Aren¡¯t you trying to get me to apologize to


    Charlene?


    Sure! I shall apologize to her! If you leave him out of this, I will apologize to Charlene!¡±


    Brendan was stunned for a moment, his face turning ashen with disappointment: The woman who


    would have rather died in the rain than yield and apologize previously had agreed to apologize easily


    because of Sterling.


    He was not only displeased , but he wished he could kill someone.


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    Brendan was furious. He would like to see how far Deirdre would go for Sterling. ¡°You¡¯re going to kneel


    at the door of Charlene¡¯s room until she forgives you!¡±.

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    Chapter 37 Kneel Down to Seek Forgiveness


    Clink¡­


    Deirdre heard the sound of something breaking and felt her body burning, as if Brendan had raised his


    arm to deliver a tight p on her face.


    He would spare no effort tormenting her and would actually make her kneel down before Charlene? He


    wanted her to do it as everyone in the hospital bore witness too?


    Am I not a person to him? Don¡¯t I have any integrity left?


    Her heart ached so badly that it felt as if a rope was tightened around it until her heart turned into


    mush. Her eyes were moist with tears, but she could no longer shed


    any.


    She had cried so much that her tears had dried up.


    ¡°Sure¡­¡± After a long time, she shut her eyes and said with her fists tightly clenched, ¡°I will kneel down


    and apologize to Charlene as long as you leave Sterling out of


    this!¡±


    The air was deathly still for a few seconds. Soon, a ng was heard when the tes shattered to the


    ground. Brendan had kicked over the table.


    She could sense his overpowering anger just by listening to his voice, without even seeing anything.


    Deirdre batted her eyshes in confusion. ¡®Why is Brendan still displeased despite having his wish


    fulfilled? What else does he want?


    She had no idea, just like she had no idea why Brendan would take her to the vi by any means


    necessary. Even if he was looking for a ve to fulfill his bedroom needs, he should not have settled


    for someone as hideous as her.


    The hospital called to inform Brendan that Charlene had awakened after he was done venting his


    anger on Deirdre. He was notified that Charlene was constantly crying from pain after waking up and


    chanting his name.


    Brendan turned his head and red at Deirdre ferociously after hanging up the call. ¡°Did you hear that?


    It¡¯s your fault that Charlene is going through this pain!¡± Deirdre¡¯s heart was aching. ¡®Who¡¯s fault was it


    when I went through that hardship in jail then?¡¯


    Brendan was infuriated when she kept quiet. He tossed her into the passenger seat by force and


    rushed over to the hospital.


    They headed to the ward, but Deirdre could hear Charlene¡¯s cries even before reaching the door. It


    sounded as if she was in agonizing pain due to her injury.


    Brendan approached Charlene in a rush. Charlene


    wrapped her arms around Brendan¡¯s muscr waist in a haste and hugged him. ¡°Brendan! It hurts so


    much! I¡¯m going to die soon! Can you please have the doctor administer painkillers? It hurts too


    much¡­ I would¡­ I would rather die!¡±..


    Brendan furrowed his eyebrows tightly and rubbed her back. ¡°The surgery is done. Just bear with it a


    little more. Everything is going to be better in a couple of days.¡± ¡°But I can¡¯t dance anymore. You enjoy


    watching me dance, but I can¡¯t dance for you anymore ¡­¡± Charlene¡¯s tears streamed down her face


    endlessly as she took a nce and saw Deirdre standing at the door. Her face turned pale abruptly.


    ¡°Why is she here? What is she up to this time?¡±


    Charlene was panic-stricken, Brendanforted her in a gentle voice. ¡°Don¡¯t be scared. I will make her


    apologize to you.¡±


    He spoke in a cold tone as he looked at Deirdre. ¡°Did I bring you here so you could stand by the door


    like a pir?¡±


    Deidre clenched her fists tightly, her soft lips pursed into a line, yet she could not resist Brendan¡¯s


    threat.


    She kneeled down before Charlene under his forceful gaze.


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    She felt her heart ache with every breath. She then shut her eyes, her face ghastly pale. ¡°Ms.


    McKinney, I¡¯m very sorry for causing your injury. Please forgive me.¡±


    A look of surprise shed past Charlene¡¯s eyes. She had not expected that Brendan would be able to


    make Deirdre do this.


    So it turns out that Brendan still loves me. He regards Deirdre as a servant. Otherwise, why would he


    make her kneel down before me?¡¯


    Charlene was delighted in her heart but did not express it. On the contrary, she leaned against Brendan


    with a look of lingering fear on her face. She said through sobs, ¡°I¡¯m sorry, Deirdre. I¡¯m scared by the


    sight of you and I¡¯m no saint. It¡¯s your fault that I can¡¯t dance, so I can¡¯t forgive you¡­ Will you please


    allow me to calm down first?¡±

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    Chapter 38 Do You Have Feelings for Deirdre Upon saying that, Charlene turned her head to the side,


    her body trembling from fear, as if she was reluctant to be in Deirdre¡¯s presence.


    However, Deirdre was forced to bow down to her at the door repeatedly because of her remark.


    The nurse in the room shut the door coldly while Deirdre remained kneeling before the door on the


    hard, tiled floor. She had also knelt on the muddy ground yesterday night, so blood was seeping from


    her red, swollen knees.


    Deirdre¡¯s face turned ghastly pale from the pain, and cold sweat was streaming down her cheeks.


    Meanwhile , she heard Charlene¡¯s coquettish voiceing from the other side of the door. ¡°Brendan,


    I¡¯m thirsty. Will you get me some water?¡±


    The strong passion in the room was unstoppable.


    Cold sweat dripped from Deirdre¡¯s face. Her gaze was empty, and her knees went numb from pain.


    She drew the attention of quite some people while she knelt in the corridor. People were gathering


    around to watch her, some of them confused, while others were mocking her by saying, ¡°How can she


    be a good person if she is kneeling in front of a ward? I heard that the woman in that ward is suffering


    from a broken leg after being


    pushed down the stairs by someone. I think that there is a 90% chance that this woman did it!¡±


    ¡°What a sinister woman! She¡¯s hideous, but her intention is even more malicious. ording to a


    saying, a person¡¯s appearance is a reflection of their inner self.¡±


    ¡°No wonder she¡¯s been made to kneel there. It¡¯s already merciful beyond recognition that she wasn¡¯t


    reported to the police. How cruel could a person be to be willing to do something like this?¡±


    The group of people engaged in a heated discussion, and in just 30 minutes, Deirdre had already been


    described as a wicked woman who was jealous of someone else¡¯s beauty.


    Charlene had a slice of cake in the room and told Brendan, ¡°I would like an apple, Brendan. Please


    peel one for me.¡±


    Brendan¡¯s gaze moved toward the door of the ward, and he heard parts of the discussion outside. He


    furrowed his eyebrows impatiently and asked, ¡°Does your leg not hurt anymore?¡±


    Charlene was stunned for a moment. Then, her eyes reddened with tears abruptly. ¡°Of course it does.


    I¡¯m only enduring it in silence without showing it. Why are you questioning me out of nowhere ¡­ Are


    you mad at me for making Ms. McKinnon kneel? Brendan , tell me, do you have feelings for her? Is that


    why you care about her so


    much?¡±


    ¡°That would be impossible!¡± Brendan denied it harshly.¡¯ Me having feelings for Deirdre? That is simply


    preposterous!¡¯


    ¡°You¡¯re the only person I care about.¡±


    ¡°Really?¡± Charlene cracked a smile and wiped away her tears. ¡°I was under the assumption that you


    had reconciled with Ms. McKinnon when you took her to the vi. I had a dreamst night that you were


    leaving me to be with Ms. McKinnon and I woke up crying.¡± She sniffed. ¡°Brendan, I know that I¡¯m


    being too naive. Aren¡¯t I? I should behave more like a grown woman and stop overthinking things.¡±


    ¡°No.¡± Brendan suppressed the displeasure in his expression. ¡°You¡¯ve been wronged, and I¡¯ve already


    punished Deirdre.¡±


    ¡°Is that so?¡± Charlene rolled her eyes from side to side. She knew that it was time and Brendan¡¯s


    impression of her would deteriorate if she were to put this off any longer. Hence, she said softly, ¡°I was


    really scared earlier. I was scared that Ms. McKinnon was going to seize the opportunity to hurt me


    when I was caught off guard. That¡¯s why I refused to meet her. Now that I¡¯ve calmed down, it¡¯s fine that


    my leg is broken. It¡¯s going to heal anyway, so I shall forgive Ms. McKinnon.¡±


    As she was speaking, Charlene ordered the nurse to open


    the door.


    Deirdre was still kneeling in the same spot when the door was opened. Her face was already drained of


    blood, looking as white as a sheet of paper. Charlene blinked and said, ¡°I was too scared earlier, Ms.


    McKinnon. I hope you don¡¯t mind. You took care of Brendan for so many years for me, so I¡¯ve already .


    forgiven you in my heart.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s knees were already numb, but she still stood up with great effort. She found Charlene¡¯s


    remark amusing.¡¯ Why would you make me kneel for more than an hour if you¡¯ve already forgiven me?¡¯


    She refused to make a fuss out of this, so she said in a hoarse voice, ¡°Since you¡¯ve already forgiven


    me, if there¡¯s nothing else, I shall leave now, Ms. McKinney.¡± ¡°Hold on!¡±Belongs ? to N?velDrama.Org.

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    Chapter 39 You¡¯re Here, Madam Brendan was furious. ¡°Is this how you acknowledge your mistake,


    Deirdre?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s entire body was trembling from pain. She couldn¡¯t care less about her demeanor because she


    was in so much pain that she needed to rest before she spoke. She asked with her soft lips trembling,


    ¡°What do you want from me then?¡±


    Brendan¡¯s gaze turned cold. He was about to speak when Charlene held his hand and said in a fake


    magnanimous voice, ¡°Forget it, Brendan. We won¡¯t make a fuss out of this situation anymore. Let her


    leave.¡±


    Her voice softened as she said, ¡°Will you stay with me today, Brendan? Don¡¯t leave tonight. The bed is


    big enough for both of us.¡±


    Her voice softened more toward the end of her sentence, as if she was feeling shy. Deirdre felt her pain


    be dull for a moment when she heard the remark.


    Brendan wanted to decline at first, yet he remembered something and red at Deirdre¡¯s face with his


    dark eyes.


    He refused to believe that she would forget her deep love for him, which spanned over two years.


    ¡°Sure.¡± Brendan caught everyone off guard with his


    answer. He smirked and said, ¡°I don¡¯t want to live in that vi anymore. Of course I will stay and keep


    youpany while you¡¯re recovering. I¡¯ll share a bed with you.¡±


    He emphasized the words ¡®share a bed with you¡¯, his gaze focused on Deirdre¡¯s face. He refused to


    miss any changes in her expression.


    However, Deirdre did not even furrow her eyebrows. Instead, she turned around and walked outside


    step by step.


    She couldn¡¯t care less and she refused to stay even for a moment longer. Brendan felt a monstrous


    wave of fury fill his chest abruptly and wanted to go after her.


    ¡°Brendan!¡± Charlene¡¯s delight faded, and she assumed a panic-stricken expression. ¡°You promised me


    that you¡¯d


    stay.¡±


    Brendan clenched his fists tightly and suppressed his anger. He pulled out his phone to call up Steven.


    Steven was in an area near the hospital to begin with, so when he made his way to the top floor,


    Deirdre was still there. She was sitting in the chair in a daze, her expression nonchnt.


    He was relieved as he approached her. ¡°Ms. McKinnon, I¡¯m Steven Young. My employer sent me to


    take you back to the vi.¡±


    Deirdre raised her head. She could not tell where Steven was, so she kept her head turned to the side.


    She licked her dry, cracked lips and said, ¡°Will you wait just a moment? I need to rest for a short while.


    I¡¯m in¡­ pain.¡±


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    Upon hearing that, Steven looked at the woman¡¯s knees, which she had covered with her hands. He


    could not conceal his astonishment a momentter, when he saw her badly-scraped knees. They were


    red, and her raw flesh was mingled with dust, looking like a bloody mess.


    It went without saying that her pain was unbearable.


    Steven thought to himself, ¡®How can an ordinary woman be able to put up with this pain? If any other


    woman was in her ce, she would be crying from pain, yet she¡¯s not even furrowing her eyebrows.¡¯


    ¡°Your knees are injured. I shall get someone to see to it.¡± Steven could not bear to watch anymore, so


    he called over a nurse to dress the wound.


    Deirdre¡¯s eyes reddened with tears a few times during the wound-cleaning process. She whispered to


    him when it was done, ¡°Thank you.¡± Steven¡¯s expression was overwhelmed by emotions.¡± Don¡¯t


    mention it. Do you need me to carry you to the car?¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s fine, I can walk.¡± Deirdre felt her way along the wall and walked to the elevator.


    Steven followed her, gazing at her shaking legs. Deirdre was about to walk into the elevator when the


    elevator door opened and she suddenly heard a familiar voice say, ¡°Steven?¡±


    Steven immediately assumed a respectful demeanor.¡± You¡¯re here, madam.¡± Madam Brighthall had a


    scarf draped across her shoulders. She heaved a sigh and said, ¡°I don¡¯t know what happened to


    Charlene to make her fall down the stairs out of nowhere. My mind was not at ease, so I came to check


    on her. Even though the child disappoints me frequently these days, she¡¯s still my daughter-inw. I


    can¡¯t just stop caring about her just because she¡¯s made some mistakes, right?¡±

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    Resent, Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 40


    Chapter 40 She Doesn¡¯t Care About Him Anymore Steven said in an obedient tone, ¡°Yes, you and Ms.


    McKinney are family.¡±**


    Madam Brighthall nodded, then looked at the woman standing next to Steven subconsciously. ¡°Who is


    this?¡±


    Deirdre lowered her head anxiously upon hearing that, the thoughts in her head muddled.


    She had not expected to meet Madam Brighthall suddenly today. It was worse that they had to meet


    under such circumstances. She had just realized that her face was disfigured, so Madam Brighthall


    would not recognize her now that she had lowered her head in a flurry. ¡°This is Ms. McKinney¡¯s friend.


    She is visually impaired, and sir instructed me to take her home.¡± ¡°She can¡¯t see, huh?¡± Madam


    Brighthall sounded sympathetic . She was at a loss for words, but she found the sight of Deirdre


    familiar. She could not help extending her hand to grab Deirdre¡¯s fingers. ¡°Girl, why are your hands so


    cold? You should wear warmer attire in the fall.¡±


    She removed her scarf and wrapped it around Deirdre¡¯s body. ¡°Even though I¡¯ve been wearing it for a


    long time, it¡¯s very warm andfortable. Use it to warm your body. I shall get a move on because I


    still have some affairs to


    attend to.¡±


    Madam Brighthall smiled and loosened her grip on Deirdre¡¯s fingers before she headed to the ward.


    Deirdre kept her head lowered at all times without uttering a word. Steven gazed after Madam


    Brighthall¡¯s departing figure before he looked at Deirdre.


    ¡°We should go, Ms. McKinnon.¡±


    ¡°Sure¡­¡± The woman¡¯s voice suddenly sounded like she was crying. When she raised her head, her


    disfigured face was already drenched in tears.


    Steven was in shock. Deirdre had not cried while her wounds were being cleaned or when she had


    been walking in so much pain that her legs trembled. On the other hand, she was suddenly drenched in


    tears because Madam Brighthall had shown concern for her.


    Her voice was shaking, and it looked as if her tears were endless. ¡°I¡¯m sorry that I¡¯ve made a fool of


    myself.¡±


    A momentter, she chuckled and said in a very low voice, ¡°I just remembered something.¡±


    After Steven took Deirdre home, he received a call from Brendan. He was summoned back to get him.


    Brendan got in the car with an agitated expression. ¡°Is Deirdre back at the vi?¡±


    ¡°Yes.¡±


    Brendan furrowed his eyebrows ever so slightly as he waited for Steven to finish his sentence. Noticing


    that Steven was quiet, he could not help asking, ¡°Did she not ask you anything on the way to the vi?


    Such as how far my rtionship with Charlene is and if we¡¯ve moved in


    together?¡±


    Steven was stunned for a moment and he was having a hard time responding to the situation. He


    shook his head a momentter. ¡°No. Ms. McKinnon was very quiet along the way and sat on the sofa


    when I took her to the vi without uttering a word.¡± She had said nothing? She used to call up Steven


    and beat about the bush to find out about the women that he was reportedly with ording to the


    tabloids in the past. Yet now, she did not seem to mind when he was obviously spending the night with


    Charlene? Brendan¡¯s expression was filled with impatience. He punched the car, his hand swelling up.


    Steven was startled. ¡°Sir?¡±


    He turned around and took a nce at Brendan¡¯s swollen hand. He then asked in a haste, ¡°Would you


    like to get your hand checked?¡±


    ¡°No, it¡¯s not enough to kill me.¡± Brendan shook his hand and shut his eyes. His head was filled with


    images of the woman¡¯s face. She was already disfigured and extremely hideous, but she remained as


    lively as before in his mind.


    She was crying,ughing, sad, cold, tearing up¡­ She had been on the verge of a mental breakdown


    when she had begged Sterling to take her with himst night. Brendan was certain that the idea


    expressed by Deirdre subconsciously was most certainly her deepest desire.


    Deirdre wanted to run away, and she wanted to do it with Sterling. Brendan felt uneasy all over his


    body and felt as if his insides were crushed at the thought of Sterling and Deirdre chatting joyously. He


    clenched his fists tightly.


    The sky was already dark by the time he ended an important meeting at thepany. However, the


    streets of Neve were still brightly lit at night.


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    Chapter 41 Saving Herself for Sterling¡­ And Sterling Only


    Any other emotions Brendan could have felt had been disced by unrelenting ire. ¡°God, I¡¯m going


    home. I¡¯ll see her tomorrow.¡±


    That took Steven by surprise, but he nodded nheless. ¡°Shall I drive you home now?¡±


    ¡°No. Pass me the keys. I¡¯ll drive.¡±


    He checked his suit and headed to the parking garage, almost a little too frantically.


    His car zipped through the road, tearing through the air like a fired bullet. When he arrived, he


    immediately scanned the living room. Resentment flitted past his eyes ¨C he had thought that it would at


    least be lit.


    Because that would mean someone was waiting for him toe home.


    He checked himself. She was blind. Whether a room was


    lit or not did not matter. He was sure she would be reclining on the couch, just like she used to. Waiting.


    Brendan strode toward the door and pushed it open.


    The living room waspletely empty. Even the dining table was empty-devoid of the warm supper


    that was once her staple form of wee.


    The days when Deirdre would curl into herself at the edge of the couch at night, waiting for hours to


    see hime home, were over. Gone was the way her face used to light up gingerly, her bashful joy


    the moment he stepped into the house, and the way she sidled up to him sheepishly and asked if he


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    An acute pang assaulted Brendan¡¯s chest. His chest caved in, and he felt suffocated. In his mind, there


    was only one devil to me.


    Sterling f*cking Fuller. That son of a b*tch had reced him in her heart, and Brendan had never been


    more livid in his life.


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    Deirdre had sworn that she loved him with all her heart. Ha! Was this the extent of her love? Was her


    love so dirt ¨C cheap that any random man could arouse her supposedly profound love?! Brendan flung


    his coat to the floor and stormed upstairs. He then shoved the door open,


    Deirdre was already soundly asleep, but themotion freaked her out of her slumber. Panic crawled


    all over her features, and she tugged herforter even closer to herself, almost as though it would


    defend her against him.


    She was terrified. That disy of terror burned away any shred of reason Brendan had left.


    He lunged for her and pinned her under him. Deirdre¡¯s


    face paled. ¡°What are you doing?!¡±


    She iled her arms, putting up as much of a fight as she could to stop him from touching her. Enraged,


    Brendan locked her arms with a twist of his own, bellowing, ¡°What now, b*tch?! I¡¯m getting my end of


    the deal ¡ªwhat you owe me! Did you really think I brought you here just so you could leech off my


    goodwill?¡± A shrill cry was heard, along with the sound of fabric being ripped open. Deirdre¡¯s nightgown


    was in pieces, and she shuddered in a rage. ¡°I owe you nothing! We¡¯re nothing! There¡¯s nothing


    between us-and I¡¯m only here because you forced me to! Don¡¯t-touch-me!¡± ¡°Why? So that Sterling


    can?¡± Malice filled Brendan¡¯s eyes. ¡°Sure, let that f*cker try. I¡¯ll amputate both his arms and turn them


    into dog food!¡± Despair filled Deirdre. His tyranny left no space for reason and mercy, and tears now


    rolled out of her eyes. ¡°Please, just let me go. Why can¡¯t you just let me go? I¡¯m a monstrosity , aren¡¯t I?


    An affront to your eyes? Doesn¡¯t doing this to me disgust you?! Charlene is right there for you! Just


    screw her instead, please¡­ Spare me!¡± Brendan saw red. His blood was now boiling. Had he heard


    her right? Had she just told him to f*ck Charlene so she could be ¡°spared¡±?! He felt his chest burning.


    His beet-red eyes were devoid ofmon sense even before he held Deirdre by the jaw


    with a grip closer to a chokehold. ¡°You fighting me because you¡¯re saving yourself for that son of a


    b*tch? F* ck you, Deirdre. You¡¯re no Vestal Virgin-you¡¯re a wh*re, and I ran through every inch of your


    body a long time ago! Me!¡±


    He castigated her mercilessly because she needed to be trampled and humiliated. She needed


    someone to carve the truth into her bones: He was the only man she would ever have.


    His violence-the growing force crushing around Deirdre¡¯s wrist with each passing second in


    combination with the verbal abuse-only pushed Deirdre even more to the edge of a breakdown.


    ¡°What the f*ck do you want from me, Brendan Brighthall?!¡± she screamed. ¡°What more do you f*cking


    want from me?!¡±

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    Chapter 42 Running Away? With Whom?


    ¡°If this is your revenge on me for stubbornly keeping my child, then shouldn¡¯t his death have pleased


    you enough?! I was incarcerated for a year! I¡¯ve lost everything I¡¯ve ever had! Everything¡­ God¡­


    What will it take for you to be satisfied? To let me go?


    ¡°I¡¯ve already regretted ever taking up the¡­ the toxic mantle of being the fake Mrs. Brighthall, and I


    don¡¯t want it anymore¡­ Let me go, I¡¯m begging you¡­ I don¡¯t want it anymore. I don¡¯t want to be Mrs.


    Brighthall anymore¡­¡±


    She swooned after that.


    Brendan released her. His chest was wrangled in pain, a pain so great that he could not contain it. It


    pressed against his lungs, denying him any chance to breathe.


    What was going on?


    He had always seen himself as an ubermensch unstoppable and almost omnipotent . And yet he could


    not answer this one simple question. His mind was beleaguered by sheer frustration. He stood on the


    balcony and began to empty his cigarette pack, as though he was trying to self-medicate, however


    temporarily, with nicotine.


    Out of all these inscrutable knots, Brendan was sure of


    one thing: He wanted Deirdre to return to him and be his devout lover. She had nothing left, after all.


    Not her eyes or her looks, not even her mother. Sterling might im to love her now, but Brendan was


    sure his love was as fleeting as an impulse. All he needed from Deirdre was docility. In exchange for


    her submission , he would dly take care of her for the rest of her life. She would never want for


    anything.


    Deirdre had no idea how much time had passed. All she knew was that her phone was ringing, and that


    is what woke her up. She opened her eyes and was immediately assaulted by a wave of soreness.


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    She inhaled sharply upon recognizing it all. Deirdre¡¯s hand felt its way to her phone. ¡°Hello?¡± she


    asked, her voice hoarse and raspy. ¡°Who¡¯s this?¡± ¡°Dee, it¡¯s me!¡±


    His voice made her wake up for good. ¡°Sterry?¡±


    Concern filled his every word. ¡°Are you okay? Your voice sounds so¡­ hoarse. Are you sick?¡±


    Pieces of what that beast of a man had done to her formed in her memories, each of them ushering


    new chills into her bones. She clenched her fists and replied, ¡°I¡¯m okay. It¡¯s been raining for the past


    few days, and I caught a cold. What about you, though? How are your injuries?¡±


    ¡°We¡­ should meet.¡± Sterling always spoke to Deirdre


    with a special kind of loving, gentle tone, but this was the first time he sounded grave and afraid. ¡°Every


    time my mind drifted to the thought of you being caged by t-t that psychopath, I just¡­ God, I couldn¡¯t


    help feeling anxious! I¡¯m just d he at least granted you the freedom to answer calls. You¡¯re not


    homebound too, are you? Tell me your address. We¡¯ll talk when I get there.¡±


    Deirdre wanted to tell him no. She was deadly terrified of dragging Sterling back into this nightmare.


    She could not ¨Cand would not-entangle herself with him anymore. But there were words yet unspoken


    that had to be said in person, so¡­


    ¡°A-Alright.


    Deirdre had always known where her house was. She told Sterling the address, took some clothes out


    of her luggage, got changed, and left. She waited at the fork of the street.


    ¡°>


    Ten or more minutes passed before Sterling Fuller appeared ¡ªa frantic man, his back hunched as he


    paced toward his destination as quickly as he could. His eyes caught a glimpse of Deirdre in the


    distance and he quickened his pace.


    He skipped a few steps ahead and wrapped his arms around Deirdre, pulling her into him hard.


    ¡°God, oh God! I¡¯m sorry, Dee¡­ I¡¯m so sorry,¡± he


    muttered, sounding guilt-ridden. ¡°I couldn¡¯t protect you as well as I should ¡ª I should have protected


    you better! I wanted to go after you that day. I wanted to run out of the house, but the rest of my


    family¡­ They kept me at home. I haven¡¯t been able to go outside until now! Thank God you¡¯re okay¡­


    Lord knows I will never forgive myself if anything happens to you!¡±


    Deirdre cast her eyes to the floor. He felt so warm that she began to sniffle.


    Then, she remembered the depths of Brendan¡¯s cruelty.


    She pushed his arms away, freeing herself from his hug. Sterling paused , dread trickling into his mind.


    ¡°What¡¯s wrong?¡±


    Deirdre took a deep breath. ¡°Thanks for everything you¡¯ve ever done for me, Sterry. Those years were


    really good, and I¡¯ve always wanted to repay you¡­ But so many things stood in the way,¡± she said. ¡°So


    I guess this is it. This is goodbye.¡± Sterling¡¯s eyes narrowed in disbelief. He then gripped her shoulders.


    ¡°W-What are you saying, Dee? Did he make you say it? He did, didn¡¯t he?!¡± Sterling demanded.¡° Don¡¯t


    believe a single thing he says! He says he¡¯s so powerful that he¡¯s thew of thend, doesn¡¯t he? Well,


    he can¡¯t do jacksh*t if we leave this country altogether ¨C and that¡¯s what we¡¯ll do! I¡¯ll take you with me


    right now!¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s lips parted. Before she could say anything,


    though, she heard a new voice interject. ¡°Take who?¡±

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    Resent, Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 43


    Chapter 43 You¡¯re Undeserving of Her Love!


    Deirdre hardly had the chance to react. Brute force, seemingly out of nowhere, mped itself around


    her wrist, crushing it so hard that she wondered if it was about to grind her bones. Terror then drained


    the color of her face.


    Brendan had found them!


    The man fixed her with eyes like daggers. ¡°Not bad, Deirdre! You¡¯ve really perfected the art of being a


    wh*re. Last I checked, you were lying on my bed. But now? Suddenly, here you are, eagerly spreading


    your legs wide and crying to be banged! Well, well. The two of you would have gone to town if I had


    been just two seconds toote


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    Sterling gave Brendan barely enough time to finish his sentence before throwing a furious punch right


    on his nose. ¡°F*ck you, Brighthall! God, the kind of sh*t you say -what the hell is wrong with you? How


    dare you humiliate Dee like this?!¡±


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    The force knocked Brendan¡¯s face aside. A stream of blood trickled out of the corner of his lips, but


    instead of returning the blow, he simply snickered. ¡°So. Your previous lesson hasn¡¯t been drilled into


    your skull yet, Fuller? Still think you can survive in Neve, do you?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s face paled. ¡°No. No, don¡¯t!¡± she cried out. Her


    voice was audibly trembling. ¡°You¡¯ve got this all wrong, Brendan. I came here to tell him it was over! It


    was the only reason I came-¡±


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    ¡°Shut up!¡± Brendan erupted. Fury zed in his eyes, and Sterling would have been a corpse already if


    manughter was not illegal. ¡°I¡¯m not f*cking blind or deaf, b*tch! I know you just wanna run away with


    him! Everything I¡¯ve told you has fallen on deaf ears, hasn¡¯t it?!¡±


    If he had been even a minute toote, these two would have eloped to god-knows-which foreign


    country


    already. This b*tch¡­ was a f*cking ingrate!


    And ingrates did not deserve to be shown mercy!


    ¡°No! I didn¡¯t n to run away at all!¡± Deirdre screamed.


    ¡°No? No?! You¡¯re standing here, talking to that son of a b *tch, and telling me ¡®no¡¯?! I didn¡¯t mess you


    up hard enoughst night, did I? Didn¡¯t destroy you enough since you threw yourself at another man¡¯s


    crotch because you¡¯re still sooo00000 horny! Christ. Don¡¯t the marks I left on you repulse him even in


    the slightest?!¡±


    Brendan ripped her cor open, exposing the telltale red spots on her skin-colored canvas. He


    complimented the disy with a mocking smirk, looking at Sterling, ¡°Look! Take it in! She was under


    mest night, in my bed! God, Sterling Fuller. You can¡¯t be so thirsty for p*ssy that you¡¯d take my


    leftovers just to have a taste, right? Cheer


    up, man! You can¡¯t die by not f*cking a woman!¡± he jeered.


    The hickeys on her neck were a damning indictment. Deirdre¡¯s face turned ghastly pale as she pped


    her hands around her neck in a desperate attempt to cover it. ¡°Stop! Let go, Brendan!¡±


    She was having a breakdown. Why did he have to humiliate her like this in front of Sterling?! When


    would he stop treating her as a sub-human?!


    Sterling¡¯s eyes turned beet -red from anger. ¡°Stop this, you f*cking psycho! Can¡¯t you see how much


    she hates this?! This is why you don¡¯t deserve her! You¡¯ll never f* cking deserve her, you madman!¡±


    He lurched, throwing a punch at Brendan while thetter returned the favor.


    Brendan¡¯s lips were chaffed. He tasted metal in his mouth, and yet pain had no ce among his rage.


    ¡°Okay! Sure! I don¡¯t deserve her love, unlike Mr. White Knight here!¡± He wiped the blood off and


    smirked. ¡°News sh: I don¡¯t give a flying f*ck. She doesn¡¯t love me? Big f*cking deal! All this


    sanctimonious talk about love doesn¡¯t change the fact that you can¡¯t have her at all. All you can do, you


    pathetic c*ck, is watch her follow me around and obey my every order!¡± Obey him?


    Deirdre wanted to puke. It felt as though someone had


    swung a bat right at her chest. Her heart was mangled; torn up. Tears of anguish burst out of her eyes,


    and there was nothing she could do to stop them.


    He kept doing this to her. He kept dehumanizing her. In his mind, she was literally a b*tch fit to be


    kicked or stomped out of the way whenever he pleased. He abused her the way one abused an animal,


    and yet the thought of her wagging her tail at anyone other than him drove the man into a crazy fit. No


    possessive man alive could be sicker than Brendan Brighthall!


    ¡®You¡¯re cruel, Brendan¡­¡¯


    Pain had robbed Deirdre of her words. Sterling watched the agony strewn all over her features and was


    seized by equal amounts of panic. He wanted to rush toward her and help her, but two bodyguards


    suddenly materialized from the shadows and stood in his way.


    Two more appeared. They stood by, awaiting Brendan¡¯s orders.


    The man red at Deidre coldly. ¡°Take her to the car and watch her like hawks! Do not give her a


    chance to escape!¡±

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    Chapter 44 What a Pair of Star-Crossed Lovers! Brendan turned back to Sterling. ¡°I¡¯ve got some


    unfinished business with this *sshole over here,¡± he snarled. ¡°I¡¯m itching to see if I can beat a man¡¯s


    lust for another man¡¯s woman out of him!¡± Deirdre¡¯s heart missed a beat. Panic possessed her, and she


    immediately wed at Brendan¡¯s arm. ¡°No, what are you nning to do, Brendan?! This is between the


    two of us! You can shout and throw punches, but please¡­ don¡¯t drag an outsider into this!¡±


    Her instinct to defend Sterling made Brendan¡¯s eyes grow colder. ¡°An outsider?¡± he parroted mockingly,


    smirking. ¡°I don¡¯t think any woman would happily elope with an outsider, do you? And now he¡¯s


    suddenly just some random what¡¯s-his-name to you? Oh my God, Deirdre McKinnon, aren¡¯t you a


    callous b*tch! You could murder Sterling with heartache alone, my dear.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s eyes watered again. Her-heartless? Who was the heartless one among them? What had


    happened to the man who had appeared at that charity event all those years ago? The man with the


    kindest smile ever?


    Had she hallucinated that? Or had she fallen in love with an impostor?


    How could he feel absolutely nothing for her-not even a smidge ofpassion-despite what they had


    shared throughout those two years? ¡°I was wrong, okay? I was wrong, Brendan! I won¡¯t ever see him or


    talk to him again! I just want you to let him go!¡± she shrieked before falling to the floor, groveling in


    tears, her dowdy appearance long forgotten. Sterling¡¯s eyes were red with tears. He would have dived


    for her if it were not for the muscr bodyguards in his way. ¡°Don¡¯t do this, Dee!¡± he cried. ¡°Don¡¯t


    debase yourself like this before this Devil¡¯s spawn! He¡¯s below


    you!¡±


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    Brendan watched the histrionics unfold with cool, uncaring eyes. God, these two almost deserved a


    standing ovation! ¡°Nga, would you look at these star-crossed lovers! I have got to be the viin for


    trying to separate Romeo and Juliet like this!¡±


    His response sent chills down Deirdre¡¯s spine. She knew he was broiling now-she could hear his teeth


    grinding against each other as he spoke.


    ¡°Brendan! Brendan, please!¡± she tried again, begging.


    ¡°When the f*ck are you two going to get her into the car?! Or am I supposed to do this myself?¡±


    ¡°No! Don¡¯t ¨C Brendan! Don¡¯t hurt him! It¡¯s against thew! Don¡¯t hurt him!¡± Deirdre shrieked whatever


    came


    into her mind as she struggled to no avail. Her strength wasughablepared to that of a


    professional bodyguard. To Brendan¡¯s men, she was almost insultingly easy to manhandle.


    They opened the door to the car and tossed her inside as easily as one chucked garbage.


    Deirdre was locked inside the car. She could not hear anything from a distance, so she punched the


    window, screaming, ¡°Please, let me out! I¡¯m begging you! You know battery is illegal, don¡¯t you? Your


    inaction will make all of youplicit in the eyes of thew! Let me out!¡±


    The bodyguards stared at her as though they were looking at an inmate in a mental asylum. Complicit?


    So what if they wereplicit? Not a soul in the entire city could remotely shake Brendan. He was


    untouchable!


    And this hideous thing-Christ, talk about low self awareness. She had actually managed to charm


    Brendan with that sorry face of hers and she somehow still thought she was hot enough to have a tryst


    with another guy¡­ in broad daylight!


    ¡°Enough already, princess. We ain¡¯t letting you out no matter how many times you beg us to,¡± one of


    them finally said. ¡°Honestly, aren¡¯t you the one who¡¯s at fault here? If that poor bastard dies, it¡¯s on you.


    You should at least have the sense to obey Mr. Brighthall, right? But no! B*tch gotta scratch that itch,


    and now she dragged that


    guy into this and she¡¯s crying as though she has no idea why this is happening!¡± ¡°Hey, I wouldn¡¯t be


    talking sh*t about Mr. Brighthall¡¯s babydoll if I were you. All it would take is a suggestion from her while


    she¡¯s sliding up and down his crotch and you¡¯d be a goner!¡±


    ¡°Really? This b*tch?¡± The first bodyguard snorted. ¡°If you ask me, it¡¯s f*cking voodoo. She probably


    used some love potion to make him fall in love with her, but the way I see it, she¡¯s just a glorified sex


    doll. He won¡¯t ever tell anyone he knows her, man, let alone care if she¡¯s dead.¡± Even as the


    bodyguards chatted between themselves, they bashed and mocked Deirdre, sending chills down her


    spine.


    She felt colder than someone left in a river in the bitter winter.

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    Resent, Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 45


    Chapter 45 Who Do You Think You Are?


    Strewn into their mockery was a thinly-veiled usation: It was all Deirdre¡¯s fault.


    How could they be so cruel? She was just as much of a human as they were. She was not an


    emotionless ything ! Why must she obey Brendan¡¯s every whim? Because she had been


    unfortunate enough to be the Devil¡¯s object of obsession ? Because she deserved to be punished


    for saying yes to bing Mrs. Brighthall?


    Deirdre¡¯s pain was consuming her from within. She seemed to have depleted her entire supply of tears,


    and now all there was left in her eyes was a bottomless void threatening to swallow her sense of self.


    Then, she remembered. Sterling was about to be beaten by a violent mob.


    Fingers trembling, she thought of Brendan¡¯s habit and felt her way to the bottom of the driver¡¯s seat.


    Then, she pulled out a knife.


    She turned its pointy edge toward her neck.


    The bodyguards jumped and panicked. ¡°What the hell are you doing?! Get that thing away from you!¡±


    They cried, yanking the car door open.


    ¡°Get away from me!¡± Deirdre shouted, digging it close to


    her skin. She drew a line, and blood poured like a drawn curtain. She might have lost her sight, but her


    hollow


    eyes managed to conjure the ferocity of cornered prey she looked as though she would severe her own


    throat if they came any closer.


    The car was too small for two burly men to snatch the knife from her before she could act.


    Gritting her teeth, Deirdre snarled, ¡°Tell them to stop, now. And tell Brendan toe back here.¡±


    The bodyguards¡¯ faces turned white. If they f*cked this up ¡­ God, there would not be any corpses in


    the caskets during their eventual funerals! ¡°Alright, princess! You stay right here and don¡¯t let that knife


    slip the wrong way, you hear me? I¡¯m gonna get Mr. Brighthall now! Don¡¯t move!¡±


    He bolted away to summon his boss immediately. Brendan practically rushed to the car, and it did not


    take him long to see Deirdre holding a knife to her neck, her cor stained red.


    Rage possessed him. ¡°What the f*ck, McKinnon?! How suicidal are you?!¡± he shrieked, his body


    trembling. The cut she had made was deep-and yet she looked like she did not give a damn about


    herself. All she cared about was weaponizing her life against him!


    Deirdre¡¯s lips were devoid of color, and her eyes were red. ¡°Let Sterling go, Brendan. The thing


    between us is long


    over. You let him go and I¡¯ll go with you. And then, if it pleases you, I¡¯ll die at yourmand!¡± The knife


    quivered as her lips moved, deepening the cut. Brendan¡¯s eyes were beet -red, but finally, he howled,¡±


    Fine! Fine!¡± He clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and turned to one of his bodyguards. ¡°Stop f*cking


    standing there like an idiot and tell them to release that bastard! Then tell that piece of sh*t to get the


    f*ck out of here!¡±


    The bodyguard ran away. Deirdre¡¯s eyshes fluttered.


    Suddenly, she felt her strength fading away from her fingers. The knife fell out of her hands. It had


    barelynded on the seat when Brendan lurched into the car, his hands gripping her cor, and


    bellowed hysterically,¡± You want to die so much, Deirdre McKinnon?! If that¡¯s what you want, I¡¯ll makeThis content ? 2024 N?velDrama.Org.


    sure you die! You¡¯ll die for that f *cking Sterling ¨C that¡¯s how worthless and cheap your life is, isn¡¯t it?!


    How dare you threaten me with your life? How dare you?!¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s eyes watered. Her body had been tense throughout the standoff, but now that it was over,


    she rxed and realized how much her neck hurt.


    It was bad. It was as if her blood was too happy to leave her and would do so in droves if she sighed.


    Every drop of the outpouring blood was taking away a little bit of her life, and dying was a far more


    excruciating process than she had imagined.


    Deirdre regretted nothing. It was the only thing she could have done. She knew that, given Brendan¡¯s


    proclivity for extremities, Sterling would have ended up bedridden for more than a month and still would


    not be able to get up.


    ¡°You don¡¯t u-understand a t-thing, Brendan,¡± she whispered raspily. ¡°I can¡¯t ¡­ cause him more pain.


    He¡¯s. lost so much¡­ because of me¡­ over one year alone. I¡­ I owe him my life. I will¡­ dly die¡­


    for your a amusement if it means you¡­ won¡¯t harm h-him anymore


    It hurt so much that her face was white as a sheet.


    ¡°Shut the f*ck up! Shut up, shut up, shut up!¡± Brendan yelled. He pressed his hand against her neck,


    fumbling to stop the flow, and bellowed at the bodyguard to just drive already. The bodyguard was


    taken aback. He had never seen his boss so apoplectic before. There was no time to dawdle. He got


    into the driving seat and took them to the nearest hospital.

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    Chapter 46 It¡¯s All Because of Her


    Deirdre¡¯s situation was critical. It took the emergency staff hours of grueling effort and focus to operate


    on her. Everyone was working with bated breath, and no one dared to rx. When it was finally over,


    they breathed a collective sigh of relief.


    She was sent back to the mansion after that. Or to be more urate, she was quarantined. Brendan


    hired more watchers to mind her, and now, she was a blind woman who had lost even the privilege to


    walk outside.


    Brendan himself seemed to have vanished from her life.


    She asked one of the bodyguards where he was, and all she received was a dismissive, ¡°No idea.¡±


    A few dayster, while Deirdre was on her way down the stairs, she overheard the bodyguards chatting


    among themselves. ¡°No kidding. This sh*t is still boggling to me -why is Mr. Brighthall keeping Mrs.


    Quasimodo in his bell tower, man? I almost think he¡¯s nning to have her rece Miss McKinney as


    his babe!¡­ If it weren¡¯t for the fact that he¡¯s been on these non-stop vacations abroad with Miss


    McKinney, that is.¡±


    ¡°Are you tripping? That¡¯s the most preposterous theory I¡¯ve ever heard! You know Mr. Brighthall loves


    Miss McKinney the most, right? How else would you exin him casting his business aside and taking


    her on


    extravagant trips just because thedy said she¡¯s feeling a little bit ¡®unwell¡¯?¡±


    So Brendan¡¯s absence was not out of spite or fury for her. It was because Charlene had been sick


    lately, prompting him to drop everything just to keep the girlpany.


    The mystery was solved-and yet Deirdre could not bring herself to smile at all. Still, Charlene must


    have redirected all the focus Brendan would have dedicated to making Sterling miserable, right? Not


    that she could call him to confirm this. Her phone was gone-Brendan had smashed it in a fit of rage.


    For a moment, Deirdre stood in the same spot, lost in her stupor.


    Footsteps. Then, a voice said, ¡°Miss McKinnon?¡±


    It was the doctor, who was on one of his scheduled visits. Her bandage, the doctor had said, needed to


    be redressed every three days so it would not leave a nasty scar on her neck. The injury had not been


    lethal, but its position on her body was¡­ unappealing.


    Deirdre found the concern amusing. Why would someone whose face was already ruined care about a


    little scar on her neck?


    ¡°Alright. We¡¯ll do it downstairs on the couch this time,¡± she answered. She could not opt out of it


    anyway. ¡°I don¡¯t want to do it in my room.¡±


    She felt for the handrail and descended the stairs before feeling around for the couch. She then took a


    seat gingerly.


    The doctor began the procedure with practiced ease. Halfway through, his phone vibrated, and he


    looked down and snickered nonchntly. ¡°Another one got exposed. It¡¯s like a rite of passage to do


    something dirty before you be a star entrepreneur at this age, yeah?¡± he began. ¡°She even had


    the identity of her bastard son exposed.¡± Deirdre¡¯s heart skipped a beat. ¡°What did you say? Whose


    bastard son?¡±


    ¡°The founder of some famous fashion brand here. All her nasty deeds got exposed-including her


    bastard son¡¯s picture. Honestly, the kid looks pretty alright, but the stink of his mother, whomitted


    manughter? Brr. Heard the kid¡¯s a doctor, too, but that career¡¯s crashed and burned now. No hospital


    in this area would want such a controversial man in their establishment, I can tell you that.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s mind went nk. She grabbed the doctor¡¯s arm, her voice rising. ¡°W-Which family is this?


    What is the name of the son?¡± The doctor jerked. ¡°Uh, the Fuller family? The son is named Sterling or


    something.¡± Deirdre felt a force crashing against her chest, turning her entrails into mincemeat. Her


    brain went nk, and


    her eyes reddened. Trembling, she cried, ¡°This can¡¯t be true! It can¡¯t be-look again! You gotta look


    again and tell me what his name really is!¡±


    Her denial was sudden and unnatural. Anxious, the doctor leaped from his seat and tried to pacify her.


    ¡°Hey, calm down, please! Your wound has barely closed. You could tear it open if you¡¯re not careful!¡±


    Calm down? Tears began to roll down Deirdre¡¯s face. How was she supposed to calm down? Sterling


    had been dragged through the mud and maligned by the public because of her. He had barely gotten


    out of that hell-and now more things about him had been exposed?!


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    His future was ruined! He was a talented doctor, for Christ¡¯s sake! Yet there was nothing he could do


    because nobody would ever let him practice again!


    And it was all because of her.


    Because she had pissed Brendan off.

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    Resent, Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 47


    Chapter 47 I Want to See Brendan Brighthall!


    Deirdre was on the verge of breaking down. She shoved the doctor away, but being blind, she tripped


    over the table leg and fell forward.


    Her bandage turned a deep shade of red. The doctor hurried toward her, rmed , but Deirdre


    scrambled to her feet and hurtled again, her pain forgotten.


    The bodyguard quickly realized something was amiss. Yanking her by the arm, he cried, ¡°What now?!¡±


    Deirdre shrieked, ¡°Let me go! Let me go right now! I want to go out!¡± ¡°No way, princess!¡± came the


    thundering reply. The bodyguard did not even frown, nor did he see the need to be gentler. ¡°Mr.


    Brighthall has explicitly forbidden you to step outside the house!¡± His force against Deirdre caused the


    wound on her neck to tear open again. Blood was pouring out¡­ again. The doctor panicked. ¡°Pin her


    down and don¡¯t let her move any more! If this keeps up, she¡¯s gonna have to return to the operating


    table!¡±


    The bodyguards were immediately mobilized. One yanked her by the hair and pressed her against the


    table, pinning her arms with his arm as though he was apprehending a


    criminal. It did not matter if her dignity waspromised.


    The force was so great that Deirdre thought her face was ttened. The doctor did not seem to care if


    she was in pain either; all he cared about was how he would finally address her wound and stop the


    bleeding.


    Her shoulders trembled, and she keened.


    She could not understand why this was happening. He had stripped off so many of her human rights


    that she was living without dignity. Even after quarantining her at home like livestock in a coop,


    Brendan still could not find it in him to spare Sterling any more trouble?!


    That man¡¯s life was over! His dreams? His future? All gone! He would never be able to live in Neve


    without people looking down on him. Nobody would trust him as a doctor anymore.


    Her heart ached at the thought. She wished she could jump off a building right now. She wished she


    had died sooner. She wished she had died in prison! Sterling would have never met her if she had. His


    life would have been fine!


    ¡°He promised! He promised he wouldn¡¯t harm Sterling anymore! He promiseeeeeeed!¡± she shrieked.


    ¡°Oy, shut the f*ck up!¡± one of the bodyguards finally erupted. God, this woman was exhausting ¨C


    especially when he had to look at that sorry excuse of a face.


    ¡°Are you brain dead or what? If suicide is your goal,


    princess, then jump in front of Mr. Brighthall! No one will have to stop you then! But now? Goddamn it,


    we¡¯re all gonna die because of your endless drama, ma¡¯am! If Mr. Brighthall knew your wound had just


    reopened, do you think he¡¯d let us get away with it with just one scar? Hell, he would f*cking kill us!¡±


    ¡°For f*ck¡¯s sake, it¡¯s infuriating that an ugly dumb b*tch like you keeps causing all this drama. Honestly,


    what else can you do other than be a pain in our *sses?!¡±


    ¡°Yo, we better stop! Rememberst time? She yed with a knife and cut her neck, and we lost half of


    our annual pay! If we piss the princess off again, maybe she will really kill herself this time!¡±


    The two continued their back-and-forth, their voices dripping with sarcasm and mockery. Any spirit she


    had in her eyes died, and she cast her eyes down as her heart sank. The medical procedure was


    painful, but she felt numb.


    She stopped struggling. ¡°I want to see Brendan.¡±


    ¡°No way, damn it!¡± the bodyguard retorted as usual. ¡°Mr. Brighthall is busy as hell, okay? He doesn¡¯t


    have the luxury of time to see you.¡±


    Deirdre stared at him unseeingly. Busy as hell? Busy keeping Charlene¡¯spany, maybe. Busy


    cuddling with her, even!


    Sure. Why would a man known for his cavalier, devil-may -care attitude even give a damn about the


    innocent man whose life he was ruining?


    She closed her eyes, her eyshes trembling. ¡°I want to see him. If you don¡¯t let me, then¡­ you will be


    watching me for 24 hours, because I am going on a hunger strike. I don¡¯t care if it kills me. You are


    wee to try me.¡± .


    Brendan did return. He came two days after Deirdre stopped eating


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    She had refused any drips or supplements too. By the time Brendan saw her by the door, he noticed


    how gaunt she had be within a month. Her sleeves were billowing, and her cheekbones were


    visible. She was curled into herself by the edge of the bed,pletely silent.


    Pathetic.


    And infuriating.

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    Resent, Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 48


    Chapter 48 It¡¯s All Your Fault Brendan had an abrupt heartache. He couldn¡¯t understand why Deirdre


    would harm herself. He then strode toward Deirdre, held her wrist, and demanded, ¡°Come with me to


    get something to eat!¡± Smelling the familiar scent only made Deirdre feel. disgusted. ¡°Don¡¯t touch me!¡±


    Biting her lip, Deirdre struggled to withdraw her hand. However, because she was starving, she was


    feeble. Without much effort, Brendan pulled Deirdre into his embrace , grabbed her chin, and snapped


    her head up.¡° What the hell are you doing! Do you think you can do as you please because you


    managed to threaten me the other day?¡±


    Deirdre felt a sharp pain in her chin. Eyes red, she lifted her head and said, ¡°You promised you


    wouldn¡¯t disturb Sterry! You made a promise! So why has he turned out to be so miserable?¡±


    Brendan was startled for a moment before bellowing angrily, ¡°So you starved yourself to get me here


    just for this f*cking reason?¡± Deirdre was hurt and disappointed. Emotions couldn¡¯t be shared between


    two people indeed. How could an apathetic man know how miserable someone else could


    be?


    ¡°I just wanted to ask why you haven¡¯t kept your promise? Why did you destroy his life? Brendan


    Brighthall, are you going to hound everyone to death? You¡¯re such a liar!¡±


    Deirdre was shivering. She was on the verge of a mental breakdown.


    Brendan, on the other hand, was filled with rage. When he had learned that Deirdre was starving


    herself just to meet him, he had left Charlene and rushed back from Lionisle. In fact, he had been


    irritated for a while due to the bad weather, which had stopped him from departing immediately.


    Now that Brendan had managed to rush over to Deirdre, the fact that she only had Sterling in her mind


    further ignited the rage within him.


    ¡°Who¡¯d have the time to deal with such a small fry? I don¡¯t even see him as a match for me. How would


    I know what¡¯s happened to him!¡± Fury overtook Brendan. ¡± Besides, so what if I did it? He deserves it


    since he dared to seduce my wife!¡±


    ¡°Your wife?¡± Deirdre snickered as she pointed at her own face and eyes. ¡°Brendan Brighthall, is this


    what your wife deserves?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s retort hurt Brendan¡¯s pride. He sped Deirdre¡¯s slender neck and said meanly, ¡°You look like


    this just because you deserve it. You¡¯re also to me for


    Sterling¡¯s misery! If you had stayed away from him, would he have taken a video of himself and led to


    the exposure of his background? Why are you so stubborn ? And who do you want to punish by


    creating this entire mess? All in all, it¡¯s your fault!¡± Following that, Brendan smirked. ¡°Anyway, it¡¯s good


    that Sterling is miserable now. It saves me the energy of . taking any action against him. Besides, this


    issue will force him out of Neve eventually. And you won¡¯t have to worry about him anymore. Just listen


    to me.¡±


    Brendan¡¯s remark further disappointed Deirdre.


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    Deirdre felt disgusted by Brendan¡¯s indifferent manner. She felt nauseous, threw herself toward the


    edge of bed, and retched even though she had not eaten at all.


    While Deirdre was vomiting in pain and difort, nothing came out but bile.


    When he saw Deirdre , Brendan¡¯s heart softened, but his words remained harsh and unforgiving. ¡°Is it


    meaningful to torture yourself? No one will care if you die. It¡¯s better to live nicely, isn¡¯t it? Just forget


    about Sterling. He just can¡¯t work at big hospitals, but he can start his own clinic somewhere else.¡±


    Deirdre was in so much pain that her eyes reddened and tears dropped uncontrobly from them.

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    Resent Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 49


    Chapter 49 She Absolutely Won¡¯t Die


    Brendan frowned. ¡°I¡¯ll get you a bowl of porridge.¡±


    Brendan immediately went out, dashed down the staircase , filled a bowl of porridge, and went back up.


    As he pushed open the door, he didn¡¯t see Deirdre on her bed.


    Brendan saw Deirdre only when he shifted his nce to the balcony. He didn¡¯t know how Deirdre had


    made it to the window of the balcony, but he was shocked to see that she had opened the floor-to-


    ceiling window, which waspletely unshielded.


    ¡°Deirdre McKinnon! What are you doing! Come over!¡±


    The wind was blowing in Deirdre¡¯s ears, and she had a vacant look on her face. She no longer felt any


    pain. She only wanted to free herself as soon as possible.


    ¡°Brendan Brighthall , don¡¯t you force Sterry again. He¡¯s one of the few who¡¯s treated me well. Wanting


    to be your wife and make you love me was wishful thinking on my part, but it turns out that you¡¯re


    disgusted. I¡¯m sorry,¡± said Deirdre apologetically. She then closed her eyes with determination. ¡°So I¡¯m


    giving you my life.¡±


    ¡°Deirdre McKinnon!¡±


    Brendan¡¯s pupils constricted abruptly. The porcin bowl in his hand dropped as he dashed toward


    Deirdre.


    However, he couldn¡¯t grab hold of Deirdre. It was toote.


    Deirdre was already falling backward.


    Her body fell heavily to the ground, her blood sshing everywhere. Brendan¡¯s heart jerked, and he felt


    intense pain. He was overwhelmed with anxiety, restlessness, and anguish.


    Brendan felt as though he was about to go insane. It seemed that he was about to lose something


    important in his life.


    He desperately rushed down, but there was already a bodyguard next to Deirdre. When the bodyguard


    saw Brendan, he said with a face as white as a sheet, ¡°Sir, her breathing is very weak¡­ Is she dying?¡±


    ¡°Fuck off!¡± Brendan¡¯s eyes were red, and he shouted hysterically, ¡°Call an ambnce ! She absolutely


    won¡¯t die. Absolutely not!¡± ¡®How could she disappear from my life? How dare she? She is mine.


    Thinking she can do so without my permission is merely wishful thinking on her part!¡¯


    It took only 20 minutes for the ambnce to arrive and Deirdre to be pushed into the emergency room.


    Brendan, however, felt that it took forever. Meanwhile, Deirdre seemed to be holding on to her life.


    When she coughed, the blood she coughed up sshed all over Brendan.


    ¡°S-Sir¡­ Would you wipe your face? It¡¯s full of blood.¡±


    Standing by the door of the emergency room, the bodyguard carefully handed a handkerchief to


    Brendan. The bodyguard knew how squeamish Brendan usually was about his personal cleanliness.


    Brendan couldn¡¯t endure it when there was even the slightest dirt on his face.


    Nevertheless, he utterly ignored the bodyguard this time around. Looking tense, Brendan struck the


    wall with his fist.


    ¡°Damn it!¡±


    At that moment, a nurse came out in a hurry and said as she took off her mask, ¡°The patient is having a


    severe hemorrhage! We have insufficient blood in our blood bank. Who¡¯s Rh-negative?¡±


    When he heard about the severity of Deirdre¡¯s situation, Brendan¡¯s face turned pale. He turned to his


    bodyguard and asked, ¡°Do you know anyone who¡¯s Rh- negative ?¡±


    The bodyguard felt like crying. He knew someone with the required blood type but he didn¡¯t dare say


    the name.


    Seeing that Brendan¡¯s expression was getting graver and graver, the bodyguard suggested tentatively,


    ¡°Miss McKinney, but¡­¡±


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    Brendan was startled for a moment before he actually made a call without hesitation.


    After disembarking from the ne, Charlene was resting


    in a hotel nearby. When she saw Brendan¡¯s call, her gloomy expression was instantly reced by a


    smile. At the same time, she wondered whether Brendan was calling her to tell her he wasing over


    at thiste hour.


    Charlene picked up the call. ¡°Bren¡­¡±


    ¡°Come to the Neve Hospital immediately!¡±


    The phone call was ended. The bodyguard was dumbstruck. He couldn¡¯t believe what he had just


    heard. Brendan had actually demanded that Charlene , who was still recovering,e to the hospital


    for a blood transfusion for that ugly bastard?


    When Charlene arrived at the hospital and learned about the massive hemorrhage Deirdre was


    suffering in the emergency room and the necessary blood transfusion , her face instantly turned pale.

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    Chapter 50 I Am Her Husband


    Charlene was still in a wheelchair. Her eyes reddened, as she felt the injustice of it all. ¡°Brendan, you


    want me to donate my blood to Ms. McKinnon? You should know that I haven¡¯t recovered yet¡­¡±


    ¡°When she was pregnant, she still donated her blood to you, didn¡¯t she?¡± Brendan stopped Charlene


    from objecting. ¡°She must not die! i¡¯ll tell the nurse to be careful when taking your blood so she doesn¡¯t


    hurt you.¡±


    Brendan¡¯s remark was akin to him telling Charlene that she couldn¡¯t refuse.


    Charlene looked gloomy and scratched the leather cover on the wheelchair with her fingernails so hard


    that she almost tore it. She forced a smile and said, ¡°Well, the life of Ms. McKinnon is a human life after


    all. As long as she can survive, it doesn¡¯t matter if I die, let alone donate my blood.¡±


    As soon as she finished her sentence, the nurse appeared in a hurry again. ¡°Is the blood donor here?


    And who¡¯s the patient¡¯s next of kin? I need a signature for the emergency medical consent form!¡±


    ¡°I am!¡± Brendan strode forward and said while pursing his lips, ¡°I¡¯m her husband!¡±


    ¡®Husband?¡¯ Charlene grasped her hands and clenched her


    teeth in anger. ¡®What does Brendan mean? If he¡¯s Deirdre¡¯s husband, who am I to him?


    Deirdre is just a woman with a disfigured face. So what if she jumped off a building? Why would


    Brendan be so anxious to get me here in the middle of night to donate blood to that bastard?¡¯ Charlene


    felt rage and fear simultaneously. Even though she had disfigured Deirdre¡¯s face and told her to shut


    up, she still couldn¡¯t stop Deirdre from making aeback and taking everything that belonged to her!


    After signing the consent form, Charlene was taken to draw blood. Meanwhile, Brendan sat stiffly in his


    seat with a vacant look on his face.


    Brendan¡¯s hands were still covered in blood. He could still somewhat feel Deirdre¡¯s warmth, and his


    eyes reddened.


    ¡®How dare she jump off a building? How could she be so decisive about leaving? Just for the sake of


    Sterling?¡¯


    Thinking about Sterling filled Brendan¡¯s heart with hatred.


    ¡°Buzz¡­¡±


    A vibrating ringtone came from Brendan¡¯s pocket. He didn¡¯t want to pay attention to it, but when he saw


    the caller ID, he couldn¡¯t help grasping it tightly.


    A voice rang out when Brendan pressed the answer button. ¡°Mr. Brighthall, we havepleted the


    investigation you requested. Regarding Ms. McKinnon¡¯s eyes, she indeed went blind in prison.¡±


    ¡®What?¡¯


    Brendan frowned slightly. ¡°Are you sure?¡±


    ¡°Yes, we have all the medical reports.¡±


    ¡°When did she go blind?¡±


    A sigh was heard from the other end of the line before a reply came. ¡°On June 27th.¡±


    It was the exact same date Deirdre had told the doctor. At the time, however, Brendan had reacted with


    disdain and sarcastess and stubbornly thought that Deirdre was talking nonsense.


    Brendan had even scolded Deirdre and said that it was all her fault before she¡¯d jumped off the


    building¡­ Brendan suddenly felt intense pain in his chest and felt his chest gradually tighten. He felt


    like he was out of breath. He couldn¡¯t believe that he had been kept in the dark and he¡¯d had no idea


    how desperate Deirdre had been. He had thought he had protected her well, but he hadn¡¯t even known


    about her blindness!


    Brendan grasped his phone tightly, his eyes going bloodshot. He finally understood why Deirdre


    med him for everything and hated him so much that she had been willing to jump off the second


    floor.


    Brendan was in extreme pain, and green veins were bulging in his arms. He then ordered his


    bodyguard, ¡°Get


    Steven here!¡±


    The bodyguard was so overwhelmed by Brendan¡¯s intimidating aura that his face turned pale.


    Nevertheless, he immediately called Steven upon receiving the order.


    As soon as Steven arrived, Brendan kicked him hard without showing any mercy.


    Charlene, who had just returned from the blood donation and intended to adopt a sweet look of


    suffering in front of Brendan, gasped as she witnessed the scene.


    Charlene knew Steven was just like a brother to Brendan. No matter how serious the trouble Steven


    caused was, Brendan would only reprimand him. Therefore, she wondered what had caused Brendan


    to be so furious.


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    Resent Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 51


    Chapter 51 She Was Jailed on Your Behalf


    Regardless of how painful the kick was, Steven remained silent and kneeled on the ground. Brendan


    showed him the medical report on his phone with an intimidating, apathetic expression. ¡°Look at this.


    Exin yourself.¡±


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    This was expected, so Steven had long prepared an exnation. He stooped low as he said, ¡°I¡¯m sorry,


    sir. I wanted to tell you at the time, but I know you very well. If you had found out that Ms. McKinnon


    lost her sight in jail, you would have definitely done whatever you could to take her out of jail. However,


    because we were under the watchful eye of the public, your actions would have certainly led to an


    unintended negative impact on the Brighthall Group. Therefore, I couldn¡¯t say it. I took the liberty not to


    tell you immediately. I am sorry!¡±


    ¡°You took a liberty indeed.¡± Brendanughed instead when he got to the point of extreme anger. He


    looked down at Steven with his ice-cold gaze. ¡°It seems that I¡¯ve been too kind to you. So much so that


    you can¡¯t tell who¡¯s the boss anymore. From this day onward, you are fired. Get out of here! Don¡¯t you


    evere back without my permission!¡±


    ¡®What?¡¯ Charlene covered her mouth, feeling incredulous. She couldn¡¯t believe that Brendan would fire


    Steven just for the sake of Deirdre.


    ¡°Brendan, think about it!¡± Charlene moved toward Brendan in her wheelchair. ¡°Steven has been


    working for you for so many years. Don¡¯t you understand that he meant well? It wouldn¡¯t have been


    helpful to tell you since Ms. McKinnon had already lost her sight at the time. Besides, he did it for you


    and for the sake of the Brighthall Group!¡±


    ¡°For me and the Brighthall Group?¡± Brendan smirked. ¡± Deirdre¡¯s eyes clearly still had a chance to be


    healed at the time! She could have regained her sight! It¡¯s because you guys hid it from me that she is


    totally blind! Since you two have been telling me that Steven did it for my sake, you¡¯re implying that I¡¯m


    the one who blinded her with my own hands, aren¡¯t you!¡±


    Lips trembling, Charlene blurted, ¡°It¡¯s just a pair of eyes. Are they more important than the entire


    Brighthall Group? Do you wish to ce the entire Brighthall Group in a crisis just for Deirdre


    McKinnon?¡±


    Charlene instantly met his terrifying gaze. His ck, ice cold, unfathomable eyes silenced her in an


    instant.


    ¡°Charlene McKinney,¡± Brendan said. It was the first time he had addressed Charlene in such an


    indifferent manner. ¡°She was jailed on your behalf.¡±


    Tears welled up in Charlene¡¯s eyes, and she choked from fright. ¡°I-I know¡­ When I learned about Ms.


    McKinnon. losing her sight in jail, I felt sorry for her too. But because


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    it had already happened, it couldn¡¯t be undone¡­¡¯


    Charlene acted meticulously, but Brendan¡¯s eyes remained ice-cold. It was amid this suffocating


    atmosphere that the door of the emergency room was flung open.


    Looking drained, the doctor walked out of the room and said regretfully, ¡°You guys should be the


    patient¡¯s family, right? I am sorry, but we have done our best. The patient¡¯s condition is truly critical, and


    she doesn¡¯t have any desire to live whatsoever. Hence, this is the best we could do¡­ We¡¯ll give you


    some time to tell her goodbye.¡±


    ¡®Goodbye?¡¯ Brendan was startled, and a chill rushed up from his feet, moving through his organs and


    his head. He shivered uncontrobly and lunged to grab the doctor¡¯s shoulder. ¡°What are you saying? I


    want you to save her, not say that you have done your best! She will live, I¡¯m sure of it!¡±


    ¡°Sir, calm down!¡± Steven stepped forward to stop Brendan.


    Brendan had been trembling so far. Calm down? How could he calm down? Deirdre was dying¡­ The


    same Deirdre who was once infatuated with him and full of admiration for him was going to die!


    Brendan admitted that he didn¡¯t like Deirdre. He didn¡¯t like her character or her behavior. Hence, he


    wouldn¡¯t want to be with her forever.


    However, he had thought it through thoroughly.


    Deirdre had lost her mother and everything else because she had been jailed on Charlene¡¯s behalf.


    Therefore, Brendan had thought he would take care of her in the future.

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    Chapter 52 A Slim Chance of Survival


    Brendan was willing to be a pir for Deirdre to rely on. He wished for Deirdre to live a worry-free life


    until herst breath.


    But it seemed that Brendan¡¯s wish would never be


    realized, as Deirdre was about to disappear from the world. It made him feel so much pain that he


    couldn¡¯t breathe.


    The doctor could understand Brendan¡¯s feelings as he said, ¡°We¡¯re helpless too. Her lungs are


    punctured, and the injury she¡¯s suffered is truly severe. What¡¯s more, the patient doesn¡¯t have any


    desire to live. Unless¡­¡±


    Brendan¡¯s eyes lit up when he heard that there was a slim chance to save Deirdre. ¡°Unless what?¡±


    ¡°Unless renowned academic doctor Dr. Killton is willing to step out. Unfortunately, he¡¯s not in Neve


    currently, and even if he was, he has already stopped performing surgery.


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    It wasn¡¯t a helpful answer. Brendan tightened his fists and asked coldly, ¡°What about Dr. Killton¡¯sst


    student?¡±


    ¡°Hisst student?¡± The doctor was startled but quickly recollected himself and replied, ¡°In that case,


    there¡¯d certainly be a slim chance of survival!¡±


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    Brendan tightened both his fists further. He didn¡¯t want Sterling to be given this opportunity if possible.


    But because Deirdre¡¯s condition was critical, he couldn¡¯t let her die either.


    He turned to Steven and demanded coldly, ¡°Go tell Sterling about Deirdre¡¯s current condition. He¡¯ll


    come for sure!¡±


    Following that, he strode into the emergency room without turning back.


    Under the bright light, Deirdre was lying on the operating table. Her face was pale as a sheet, and her


    weak breath had almost stopped. She was in a dangerously critical condition.


    The doctor had said that she had long given up on her life.


    Eyes red, Brendan wondered whether Deirdre had truly given up on her life and whether she still cared


    about anything on earth.


    Brendan had mixed feelings. He was feeling both pain and rage. He paced to Deirdre¡¯s side, and while


    resisting any thoughts of touching her face, he gritted his teeth and threatened her. ¡°Deirdre McKinnon,


    I want you to live! I can¡¯t believe that you don¡¯t want to stay in this world and see it again!


    ¡°Didn¡¯t youmit suicide for Sterling¡¯s sake? Didn¡¯t you want to appease my anger with your own


    death?


    Listen to me, it¡¯s not working! If you dare give up, I promise that no matter where Sterling goes, he


    won¡¯t be able to stay. He will suffer for the rest of his life just because of your death!¡±


    Suddenly, the doctor shouted, ¡°The patient is responding!¡±


    Brendan clenched his fist. ¡°Deirdre, if you keep on living, I promise not to harm Sterling again!¡±


    From the moment Sterling rushed to her rescue up until the end of the operation, it took a whole eight


    hours for him to save Deirdre from the brink of death.


    Brendan stayed awake for two days. He was so tired that dark circles had appeared under his eyes, yet


    he stubbornly waited outside the door of the emergency room. He let out a sigh of relief only when the


    doctors finally came out.


    Nevertheless, a man dashed toward him from the emergency room and gave him a punch before


    anyone was even aware of it.


    The bodyguard reprimanded him. ¡°What are you doing!¡±


    With red eyes, Sterling ignored the bodyguard and grabbed Brendan¡¯s cor. ¡°You bastard!¡±


    Sobbing, Sterling used him, ¡°To what extent do you want to harm Deirdre! Hasn¡¯t she suffered


    enough


    because of you? How could you even force her to jump off that building? Are you even still human?!¡±


    Brendan took Sterling¡¯s blow without striking back. He didn¡¯t get angry, nor did his expression change.


    He just raised his hand indifferently and pulled Sterling¡¯s hand


    off his neckline.


    ¡°I promised Deirdre. I will not make a fuss over this punch. Now that you saved her, please get out!¡±


    Brendan didn¡¯t want to tell Sterling that Deirdre had jumped off the building because of Sterling.


    Otherwise, Sterling would misunderstand and think that Deirdre was interested in him as well.

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    Chapter 53 Are You Comparing Charlene to Yourself?


    ¡°Don¡¯t be crazy. Her body is so weak now that I can only set my mind at ease by taking her with me!¡±


    Sterling spoke through clenched teeth and took a nce at Charlene. ¡°You have a real fiancee,


    Charlene, anyhow, right? You should have had your fill now that you¡¯ve ruined her in so many ways!¡±


    Brendan¡¯s gaze turned ice-cold abruptly when he heard that remark. ¡°Who are you taking with you?


    Deirdre is mine. She¡¯s mine for life, and she will be buried in my family¡¯s burial site when she dies.


    Sterling, don¡¯t even think about showing off just because you saved her!¡±


    Upon saying that, Brendan cast a look at his bodyguard before he turned around to head to the


    intensive care unit, where Deirdre was kept.


    ¡°Brend¡­¡± Charlene turned her wheelchair behind him. She had heard every part of the conversation.


    Her face was slightly pale, and she said in a piteous tone, ¡°Since Ms. McKinnon¡¯s condition has already


    been stabilized, will you take me home? The people who brought me here have already left because


    they couldn¡¯t wait any longer. I¡¯m scared to go by myself¡­¡±


    There was agitation in Brendan¡¯s expression, perhaps due to him being stressed after Deirdre¡¯s


    incident or perhaps due to his deep hatred for Charlene after learning about Deirdre¡¯s blindness. He


    said in an indifferent tone, ¡°I¡¯ll have Sam take you home. I still have some important matters to go


    through with Steven.¡±


    Upon hearing that, Sam went over to push Charlene¡¯s wheelchair in a haste. Charlene did not resist but


    clenched her fists so strongly that her nails dug into her palms, her lowered gaze tainted with a tinge of


    maliciousness.


    She was convinced that Brendan¡¯s attitude was due to Deirdre¡¯s blindness!


    She was not worried that Steven would expose her, as they were already in the same boat. However,


    she was worried that Brendan would attempt to ask Deirdre for answers after failing to receive any


    information from Steven after the interrogation.


    Brendan would have never believed Deirdre in the past, but Charlene was not so certain about that


    after Deirdre¡¯s incident.


    Charlene clenched her fists tightly and thought to herself, ¡®I¡¯m going to make the b* tch shut her mouth


    quickly before she tells on me!¡¯


    Deirdre felt as if she¡¯d had a long dream, and in the dream, she lived a life without


    turmoil, as she had wished for a long time. However, she could hear a stern voice in her head speaking


    to her over and over again.


    ¡°Wake up.


    ¡°I will make sure that Sterling won¡¯t be able to live peacefully if you dare give up. I¡¯m going to make him


    suffer for the rest of your life because of your death!¡±


    Deirdre opened her eyes abruptly and felt intense paining from her chest. Her breathing was


    shaky from the pain, and tears welled up in her eyes involuntarily.


    She managed to calm herself down with great effort, only to discover that her hand was being held by


    someone.


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    The other person¡¯s hands were huge and wide, and coldness was radiating from their fingertips. Her


    dazed eyes followed the fingers of the man, and a momentter, she was caught off guard when her


    hand was held once again.


    ¡°What¡¯s going on? Do you want to touch me so badly? I believe you already nned to touch me while


    I slept for a long time, right? Since you can¡¯t resist the desire to touch me, why did you still try to kill


    yourself?¡±


    Brendan spoke in a mocking tone. Deirdre could not be bothered to speak, so she exerted enough


    strength to pull her hand out of his palms and did not utter a word.


    Brendan furrowed his eyebrows upon sensing her demeanor.


    He had not gone to work in four days and had kept herpany at all times, and yet this was what he


    got in return?


    ¡°What¡¯s the point of you pulling a long face, Deirdre? Do you know how many


    business deals I lost because of you? I have kept youpany for the four days that you¡¯ve been


    comatose. I didn¡¯t do it so you could pull a long face at me as soon as you regained consciousness.¡±


    Brendan was infuriated. Deirdre found his remark amusing, as he was displeased after waiting for four


    days.


    ¡°Didn¡¯t you spend a month traveling in Lionisle just to keep Charlene happy?¡±


    Brendan furrowed his eyebrows instantly. ¡°Are youparing yourself to Charlene?¡± Deirdre lowered


    her eyes, the remark feeling like a crushing blow to her.


    ¡°You¡¯re right. How could I have the audacity topare myself to Charlene? What do I have?¡±

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    Chapter 54 They¡¯re Kissing


    Deirdre stopped speaking and shut her eyes. Realizing that he was being too harsh, Brendan


    exined by saying, ¡°There¡¯s no point inparing yourself to her.¡±


    Deirdre remained as quiet as before. Brendan stared at her dry, cracked lips and got. up to fetch her a


    ss of water.


    ¡°Don¡¯t go to sleep yet. Drink the water before you rest.¡±


    Deirdre turned her face to the side. ¡°I want to rest.¡±


    ¡°Rest after drinking the water.¡± Brendan pushed the ss of water toward her by force. Deirdre refused


    to drink, and while she was struggling, the ss was knocked over and dropped to the ground,


    producing a loud noise.


    Brendan waspletely infuriated. ¡°Deirdre, why are you doing this? I ignored your suicide attempt


    without making anyments. In the past, I would have never let you off! You¡¯re still ungrateful, even


    after all that. Are you only going to behave. yourself when I force the drink down your throat!¡±


    The cor of her top was wet, and Deirdre¡¯s lips were trembling. She was in so much pain that she


    refused to drink, as one gulp of water would be sheer agony for her.


    She knew that Brendan would not be convinced even if she were to exin herself, so she stopped


    speaking altogether.


    Brendan was furious. He wanted to say something but stopped himself. He stepped out of the room


    with long strides.


    Soon, the door was mmed shut.


    The strong wind blew against Deirdre¡¯s face at the very moment the door was shut. She curled up her


    body under the nket and shut her eyes in lethargy. She knew that Brendan was furious, but it was


    not important to her anymore.


    She could no longer be affected by Brendan¡¯s mood because the pain and lethargy in her body


    overpowered her.


    Her eyelids grew heavier slowly, and she fell asleep again.


    She lost track of time until she finally woke up and heard the sound of footsteps next to her. She


    opened her eyes and asked, ¡°Is that you, Brendan?¡±


    The person was quiet for a moment. Soon, he said smilingly, ¡°Hello, Ms. McKinnon.¡±


    It was an unfamiliar voice that triggered Deirdre¡¯s vignce. ¡°Who are you? Why are


    you in my ward?¡±


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    ¡°Please calm down, Ms. McKinnon. I¡¯m the caregiver employed by Mr. Brighthall to take care of you.¡±


    ¡°Caregiver?¡± Deirdre furrowed her eyebrows.


    Before she could even think, the man said, ¡°Yes. It¡¯s great that you¡¯re awake now. Your medicine has


    already been prepared, and you can continue to sleep after taking the pills.¡±


    The medicine cup brought close to her emitted an intense, piercing medicinal odor. Deidre came to


    realize something at once. ¡°You¡¯re no caregiver! Who are you?¡±


    She wanted to knock over the medicine cup, but the other person suddenly pushed down on her head


    and ced the cup against her lips before pouring its contents into her mouth by force.


    Deirdre struggled wildly, yet the contents of the cup rolled down her throat. A momentter, her throat


    began to hurt as if she had swallowed several sharp objects.


    The other person immediately ran away upon noticing the situation, while Deirdre¡¯s face turned ghastly


    pale from pain. She leaned over her bed in an attempt to spit out.


    ¡°Deirdre! Deirdre! What happened to you?¡±


    Sterling opened the door and found Deirdre hurling over the side of the bed, her face ghastly pale. He


    approached her in a haste.


    ¡°In¡­ In my mouth¡­¡±


    Deirdre only managed to utter three words before her back was drenched in sweat from the pain. Cold


    sweat was pouring down her body, and her voice was hoarse. beyond recognition.


    ¡®Someone is actually trying to shut me up for eternity!¡¯


    Sterling immediately checked her mouth upon hearing her remark. He opened up her mouth and took a


    nce, only to see that the inside of her mouth waspletely swollen.


    ¡°What happened? What did you take?¡± Sterling grew anxious instantly, worried that her voice would be


    destroyed judging by her reaction.


    Deirdre had lost her sight, so if she were to lose her voice, she would have nothing!


    His face turned ghastly pale, and he leaned close to her to examine her symptoms when Brendan


    opened the door and entered the room to witness the scene.


    Deirdre was lying on the bed while Sterling was leaning over her, so it looked like they were kissing.

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    Chapter 55 Charlene Was in the Office


    Brendan clenched his fists tightly and ran over to grab Sterling before punching his face ferociously. He


    was in an uncontroble rage. ¡°Sterling, are you trying to get yourself f*cking killed?! Did you think that


    you had a free pass for life just because I said that I¡¯d let you off? Who let you in!¡±


    Sterling¡¯s face stung from the punch yet he did not care about anything else. He shoved away Brendan


    abruptly and said, ¡°Stop getting in the way!¡±


    It was an emergency, so he couldn¡¯t care less about quarreling with Brendan, yet Brendan was


    especially furious. ¡°Stop getting in the way? Who are you asking to make way, huh? Who do you think


    you are? You would have already died a hundred times had Deirdre not threatened me with her life!


    Who do you think you are to throw a tantrum in my presence!¡±


    As he was speaking, the jacket of his suit was tugged by the woman on the bed. Brendan became


    even more infuriated. ¡°Deirdre, are you trying to get yourself killed as well? Did I save you just so I


    could see you engage in a love affair with him¡­¡±


    Brendan¡¯s gazended on Deirdre¡¯s ghastly pale face and his breath caught. Only then did Sterling


    manage to push Brendan¡¯s hands away.


    ¡°I¡¯ll be the first one to punish you if Deirdre loses her voice!¡±


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    He treated her and administered medicine for an hour before he managed to save Deirdre¡¯s voice.


    The residue in the medicine cup was collected and sent for aboratory test. Sterling¡¯s usually gentle


    expression changed, and he was shaking from anger as he held the test results. ¡°This person is


    sinister. He knew that Deirdre is allergic, so he increased the dosage of the medicine. If I hade any


    later, Deirdre¡¯s voice would have beenpletely destroyed!¡±


    He looked up to stare at Brendan. ¡°I told you to let go of Deirdre. Is it not enough that you¡¯ve ruined her


    eyes? Do you want to ruin her voice too?!¡±


    Brendan kept quiet, as he knew that justice was not on his side. He sought the hospital to check the


    surveince cameras with a cold expression, wanting to find out who hade to the room.


    Sam had been guarding the room, yet he was nowhere to be found all of a sudden. He only showed up


    leisurely after Brendan got hold of a photo of the person on the surveince camera.


    ¡°Mr. Brighthall?¡± Sam approached Brendan in an attempt to suck up to him after finding him talking to


    the hospital staff at the door. He felt his heart racing when he discovered that Brendan¡¯s expression


    was solemn beyondparison and the ambiance was obviously unusual.


    ¡°Mr. Brighthall, did¡­ did something happen?¡±


    ¡°Why?¡± Brendan gazed at him with an ice-cold gaze. ¡°I ordered you to supervise the ward closely.


    Where have you been?¡±


    Sam was stunned. ¡°Didn¡¯t you send me to get some desserts for Ms. McKinnon from the cafe on the


    street? I got them after queueing up for a long time.¡±


    He shook the desserts he was holding in his hand, while Brendan furrowed his eyebrows tightly. ¡°I sent


    you?¡±


    ¡°Yes, I still have the text message you sent me on my phone¡­ What¡¯s going on?¡±


    Brendan¡¯s expression was stern. ¡°Something bad happened to Deirdre after you left.¡±


    ¡°What?¡± Sam was incredulous.


    ¡°Show me the text message.¡±


    Sam pulled out his phone in a haste. There was indeed a text message from Brendan on his phone, yet


    he had still been in a meeting when the text message had been sent out, and his phone had been left


    on his desk.


    Brendan¡¯s gaze turned icy. He made a call to thepany to check the surveince camera before he


    received an answer soon enough.


    Charlene was in the office.


    He was absolutely shocked by the answer. Brendan had never thought that this could happen and he


    was about to order his staff to look into this matter when he heard amotion in the room behind him.


    He immediately opened the door, only to see that Deirdre was already awake.


    Concerned, Sterling got her some water at once. while Deirdre consumed it without making a fuss.


    Sterling clenched his fists tightly. ¡®If I had gotten her the water, she wouldn¡¯t even have touched it,


    right?¡±

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    Chapter 56 All Because of Her


    He stood at the door as he watched Deirdre gulp down half a ss of water slowly, his expression icy.


    Sterling wiped away her sweat for her, and the sight of them. moving in such harmony made Brendan


    clench his fists so tightly that his knuckles turned white.


    He was agitated by how natural the ambiance between Deirdre and Sterling felt. It made him feel as if


    he was the outsider who had ruined their harmonious


    rtionship!


    ¡°How¡¯s your throat?¡±


    Deirdre finished her drink while Sterling took the empty ss. Concerned, he asked, ¡± Do you feel


    better? Has the pain eased up?¡±


    Deirdre licked her lips. Her throat had been burning earlier, yet the pain was relieved substantially after


    she drank half a ss of cold water. She nodded soon. ¡°Much better.¡±


    She lowered her gaze and discovered that her voice was still hoarse. Every word she said was painful,


    yet she still made the effort to say, ¡°Sterling, about your information. being exposed online¡­¡±


    ¡°You¡¯re talking about that, huh? There are many people targeting the Fullers, and I knew that this day


    woulde.¡± Sterling interrupted her, as if he knew that Deirdre would take all the me again. Soon,


    he gave her a faint smile and said, ¡°It¡¯s good timing, though. The Fullers are busy dealing with this


    incident, so they are not focused on me or trying to restrict my freedom.¡±


    ¡°But¡­¡± Deirdre furrowed her eyebrows tightly and felt her chest burning with pain. ¡± What about your


    reputation? What about your future? The Fullers won¡¯t let you off!¡±


    ¡°We¡¯ll discuss it more after they¡¯ve gone through this ordeal.¡± Sterling was. unbothered. ¡°Besides,


    despite this incident, I¡¯m still working in a hospital, right?¡±


    ¡°That¡¯s not the same!¡± Deirdre was high-strung, and her throat hurt even more. She held the nket


    tightly instinctively, and her shoulders were shaking.


    Sterling refused to work in a hospital but had chosen to run a clinic in the city slums because he could


    not leave her given her current condition.


    He could be living a better life with his current capabilities! It was all her fault!


    ¡°Calm down, Deirdre! You can¡¯t speak loudly yet given your throat¡¯s condition!¡± Sterling grew anxious


    and stretched out his arm in an attempt to wipe away Deirdre¡¯s


    sweat. A pair of arms suddenly extended from behind him and caught his wrist.


    Sterling turned around to see Brendan, whose face was green from anger. He flung away Sterling¡¯s


    hand, his dark eyes glistening with suppressed anger. ¡°It¡¯s time for you to leave after chatting for such a


    long time, right?¡±


    Sterling sneered. ¡°I will leave, but I¡¯m taking Deirdre with me! She would have already lost her voice by


    now had I not shown up on time. She wouldn¡¯t have been able to speak again. How can I possibly


    leave her with you and feel at ease given the current situation?¡±


    Brendan clenched his fists tightly all of a sudden. Justice was not on his side


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    regarding Deirdre¡¯s incident. He calmed himself down repeatedly before he said, ¡°It was an ident.


    It¡¯s not going to happen again.¡±


    ¡°How can I still trust you at this point¡­¡±


    ¡°Sterling.¡± Deirdre suddenly spoke up. Her eyes were lowered, and her fair arms were on the white


    nket. Her gaze was empty yet calm when she said, ¡°I¡¯m sorry. You should leave. We shouldn¡¯t see


    each other again from this day onward.¡±


    ¡°Deirdre?¡±


    Deirdre tugged at the nket and said in a rigid voice, ¡°In truth, I wanted to tell you this when I met you


    the other day. I wanted to tell you that we have not been living in the same world from the start. I¡¯m very


    content to be with Brendan and I don¡¯t want to change that for the time being. It would be best for us to


    be strangers.¡±


    Sterling¡¯s face turned pale when he heard this. He found it a pity. ¡°Deirdre, I understand that you¡¯re


    doing this out of fear of implicating me. Don¡¯t worry, I¡¯ve already separated myself from the Fullers


    anyhow, so I can¡¯t remain in Neve anymore. Unless Brendan wants to kill me, I will still have time to


    y his game.¡±

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    Chapter 57 What Makes You Think That It¡¯s Charlene?


    ¡°You¡¯ll have time.¡± Deirdre nodded. ¡°However, I don¡¯t have time to spend on you.


    anymore.¡±


    She clenched her fists tightly. She felt her heart bleed with every word she said, yet there was nothing


    she could do. She had to sever her ties with Sterlingpletely in front of Brendan.


    Otherwise, this matter would nevere to an end.


    ¡°Plus, Brendan treats me well. I believe that this incident was just an ident and it won¡¯t happen


    again in the future. I will be with him until he¡¯s bored of me. You should leave.¡±


    ¡°Deirdre! Why are you saying this against your will!¡±


    Brendan was very displeased. He grabbed Sterling by the cor. ¡°What do you mean by ¡®against your


    will¡±?¡±


    He dered in a slightly arrogant tone, ¡°Deirdre has loved me to death from the start. She would walk


    in the rain for 20 kilometers just to see me in the past. You¡¯re only the man that shetched on to when


    she couldn¡¯t see. Don¡¯t think too highly of yourself!¡±


    Upon saying that, he summoned Sam. ¡°Please escort Mr. Fuller outside and don¡¯t let him take even


    half a step near the room next time!¡±


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    Sterling refused to obey, but Sam was a professional bodyguard whose body was very muscr. It was


    only a matter of time before he forcibly removed Sterling.


    Brendan shut the door after Sterling left, and a faint smile appeared on his thin lips. He looked at


    Deirdre, who was lying on the bed, and said, ¡°Don¡¯t worry. I¡¯ll never grow bored of you. As long as you


    behave yourself and obey me, I will provide for you for the rest of your life.¡±


    He had no idea why his charitable remark would make Deirdre¡¯s face turn ghastly pale. She shut her


    eyes and pulled the nket over her head. ¡°You should go out. I¡¯m tired.¡±


    Her unexpected coldness astounded Brendan, who reacted to the situation by pulling away the nket


    covering her head. ¡°What do you mean, Deirdre?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s chest was still throbbing. She endured the pain by clenching her fists tightly and said,


    ¡°Nothing. I would like to rest.¡±


    ¡°Why didn¡¯t you ask to rest when Sterling was getting you water? Why are you all


    about resting as soon as he left?¡± Brendan was furious for no reason. He suddenly realized something


    and said, ¡°I understand now. You must be ming me for not assigning staff members to care for you


    until you almost lost your voice, right? I told you that this won¡¯t happen again. Why are you being so


    narrow-minded?¡±


    ¡®Narrow-minded?¡¯


    Deirdre took a deep breath, her breath trembling when she exhaled. She was in great pain, yet the


    physical pain could not triumph over the psychological pain she felt.


    She had almost lost her voice.


    She had been disfigured, blinded, and her voice had almost been muted. How could she not be


    allowed to feel angry about that? All she had said was that she was tired, yet he had used her of


    being narrow-minded?


    Perhaps Brendan realized that he had gone too far after seeing her ghastly pale face, as he said,


    ¡°Don¡¯t worry. I will give you a proper exnation. I¡¯ll capture the person who barged into your room and


    punish him personally so you can vent your anger.¡±


    Deirdre shut her eyes, but even the act of swallowing her own saliva burned. She said, ¡°Brendan, I¡¯ve


    always been very sensitive to sounds. It¡¯s apparent that I¡¯ve never met the person who barged into the


    room. Do you think that he would take the huge risk to poison me until I became mute all by himself?¡±


    ¡°What do you mean?¡±


    ¡°It was Charlene.¡± Deirdre bit her lower lip tightly. ¡°She instigated this. She wants me to keep my mouth


    shut for eternity. She wants me to be an invalid!¡±


    ¡°That¡¯s impossible!¡± Brendan said harshly. His wless, handsome face was filled with agitation as he


    asked coldly, ¡°Do you have proof that Charlene instigated this incident? We haven¡¯t even captured the


    man who did it, so nothing is certain. What makes you think that it was Charlene?¡±

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    Deirdre said in a shaky voice, ¡°Does anybody else loathe me as much as she does?¡±


    As soon as she made the remark, Brendan felt incredulous. ¡°Deirdre, I think. you might be experiencing


    the delusion of persecution! She¡¯s a very kind person, so how could she possibly loathe you! Besides,


    she has never badmouthed you to me: Do


    you


    think she has a reason to put you in harm¡¯s way?¡±


    ¡®A reason? Aren¡¯t there always ample reasons for her to do so? It¡¯s because I¡¯m the one who saved


    Brendan. Because Charlene wants to shut me up for eternity to secure her ce in Brendan¡¯s heart!¡¯


    Deirdre wanted to say this out loud yet she suppressed the urge to speak out.


    She thought about how foolish it was of her to have the audacity to suspect Charlene when Brendan¡¯s


    love overpowered anything else.


    ¡®Have I turned into a retard because my suicide attempt resulted in a brain injury?¡±


    She did not speak anymore, but she clenched her exposed fingers into tight fists.


    Brendan could not help furrowing his eyebrows at the sight of her fists. He felt rather agitated in his


    heart as he said, ¡°Don¡¯t worry. I will provide you with a satisfactory result. I will look into this matter


    closely and I won¡¯t let anybody off no matter who that person is.¡±


    Deirdre shut her eyes and refused to listen anymore. It was the first time Brendan was feeling


    powerless and incapable of venting the anger that filled his chest. He walked outside after mming


    the door.


    Sam approached him, but his expression was icy. ¡°Guard the door properly this time. I¡¯m going to kick


    your *ss out of here regardless of the reason if such an incident happens again!¡±


    ¡°Yes, yes, yes! Don¡¯t worry, Mr. Brighthall!¡±


    Brendan headed to thepany after he left. The surveince footage had already been examined


    thoroughly, yet no one else had been in his office other than Charlene.


    He made a call to summon Charlene to thepany.


    Brendan was standing before the floor-to-ceiling window when Charlene was pushed into the office in a


    wheelchair.


    His dark, obsidian-like eyes appeared to be filled with the gxy, and the side of his


    face was chiseled and fused ingeniously with the setting sun¡¯s rays. His figure was well-proportioned as


    a male model¡¯s, and he was wearing a well-fitted suit. He


    exuded perfection that one could only yearn for and he was so stunning that one could not keep one¡¯s


    eyes off him.


    Charlene was captivated by the sight of him. Her heart had been captivated by theatose Brendan


    while she had still been working as a nurse, and she was


    convinced that Brendan would be hers for the rest of her life.


    ¡®Hence, I will not allow that damned Deirdre to linger around Brendan permanently!¡¯ She clenched her


    fists tightly.


    ¡°Brendan¡­¡± Charlene called out softly with a smile on her face. ¡°You wanted to see


    me?¡±


    Brendan turned his face and his facial features, which had been illuminated by the gentle sunset, were


    engulfed by darkness. He made his way to the desk with a nonchnt expression, exuding an


    overpowering presence that suffocated the people around him.


    ¡°I thought you wanted to see me?¡±


    ¡°What?¡± Charlene had an innocent expression on her face. ¡°What do you mean?¡±


    ¡°I thought you came to my office when I was in a meeting this afternoon? Why did you leave?¡±


    ¡°Oh, that¡¯s what you¡¯re talking about¡­¡± Charlene let out a forced chuckle. ¡°Your mother has not been


    doing so well recently, right? She¡¯s alwaysining about back pain. I heard from a friend about


    this wonderful chiropractor who owns a clinic down West Street, so I was nning on meeting the


    chiropractor with you. However, I realized that you were busy, so I went by myself.¡±


    ¡°Is that all?¡± Brendan¡¯s eyes dimmed, and there was no telling what his mood was.


    Charlene¡¯s expression stiffened for a moment. ¡°What¡¯s going on, Bren? You look like you have


    something that you wish to tell me.¡±


    Brendan¡¯s gaze was tainted with foreboding evilness. ¡°Something bad happened to Deirdre today.¡±


    ¡°What?¡± Charlene was astonished, as if she was unaware of the situation. She hastily asked, ¡°What


    happened? Is Ms. McKinnon okay?¡±


    ¡°Someone suddenly barged into Deirdre¡¯s room and attempted to mute her with


    poison. Had Sterling not shown up in a timely manner, Deirdre would have already turned into a mute


    by now.¡±

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    ¡°How did that happen?¡± Charlene kept her eyes lowered, a tinge of anger shing past them. ¡®That


    damned Sterling actually ruined my n.¡¯


    Brendan stared closely at Charlene¡¯s face and said, ¡°The most crucial part is that I assigned Sam to


    take care of Deirdre initially, yet he was suddenly distracted by someone. On the other hand, the


    distraction method involved a text message sent to Sam via my phone. My phone was in the office at


    the time, and you are the only person who was here.¡±


    ¡°Brendan, you¡­ What are you trying to imply?¡± Charlene¡¯s face turned ghastly pale instantly. ¡°Are you


    implying that I put Ms. McKinnon in harm¡¯s way?¡±


    Brendan¡¯s fists tightened, but there was no excessive change in his expression. He continued staring at


    Charlene closely. ¡°I only need to give an answer to Deirdre. She lost her sight in jail, so there would be


    nothing left of her if she were to lose her voice too.¡±


    ¡°So you¡¯re suspecting that I did it?¡± Charlene¡¯s eyes reddened with tears. ¡°Yes, I did drop by your office


    this afternoon indeed, and I left because I didn¡¯t manage to see you. I had no idea where your phone


    was. In other words, why would I put Ms. McKinnon in harm¡¯s way? Is that how you think of me?!¡±


    She started crying so profusely that the tip of her nose reddened. Brendan grew agitated. ¡°I didn¡¯t want


    to pin this incident on you, but do you think that there¡¯s any other answer?¡±


    Tears streamed down Charlene¡¯s face. She then raised her head as if she had


    remembered something. ¡°Yes, there was someone else in the room other than me.¡±


    ¡°Who?¡±


    ¡°The assistant who poured me a ss of water at the time,¡± Charlene said. ¡°She poured me a ss of


    water and identally sshed some of it on me. I could only get changed inside, so she was left


    outside in the process.¡±


    ¡°Oh right! I remembered her telling me during our previous conversation that the victim of the motor


    vehicle ident was her friend. I wonder if she loathes Deirdre and has been plotting this for a long


    time¡­¡±


    Charlene spoke slowly, as if she was uncertain. Brendan¡¯s expression was extremely unpleasant as he


    summoned the assistant.


    The assistant¡¯s face turned ghastly pale instantly when she was questioned by


    Brendan. ¡°I didn¡¯t do that, Mr. Brighthall! Ciara and I were friends indeed, but we were only university


    mates. Would Imit a crime for a deceased person?¡±


    Brendan said through tightly-clenched teeth, ¡°Tell that to the police.¡±


    The assistant was taken away while Charlene was still sobbing.


    ¡°Bren, tell me the truth. Do you love Ms. McKinnon? Don¡¯t you love me anymore? If you¡¯re truly


    disgusted by my presence, just be frank. I¡¯m not a shameless person.. Just forget about the fact that I


    saved you from the fire in the past and I¡¯ll leave¡­¡±


    ¡°Nonsense.¡± Brendan furrowed his eyebrows tightly and felt very uneasy in his heart. He pulled some


    tissues out and passed them to her. ¡°How could I possibly let you leave? I promised you that I¡¯d be


    good to you for the rest of my life.¡±


    Charlene bit her lower lip tightly.


    Brendan had made that promise to Deirdre, not to her. She wondered if Brendan would have already


    dumped her had she not inherited this promise in Deirdre¡¯s ce.


    ¡°That is only because I saved you from the fire, not because you love me sincerely¡­ Bren, I don¡¯t want


    this. I want you to love me with all your heart, yet you¡¯re in love with Deirdre!¡±


    ¡°I am all yours.¡± For some unknown reason, it was Deirdre¡¯s ghastly pale, crying face that came into his


    mind when he said that.

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    Chapter 60 We Have Yet to Get a Divorce


    Loathing his disgraceful behavior, he said, ¡°The reason why I prioritize this matter is because I don¡¯t


    want to owe Deirdre anything. She was forced by me to be the scapegoat and lost her sight in jail.


    If she were to be rendered mute, I would feel guilty for the rest of my life.¡±


    ¡°Really?¡± Charlene stopped crying in the meantime. ¡°When are you going to marry me then? I


    understand that you couldn¡¯t throw a grand wedding because of the motor vehicle ident before, but


    it has already been two years. Most people have already forgotten about the ident, so now is the


    best time for us to get married.¡±


    ¡®Marry you?¡¯


    Brendan¡¯s mind went nk, as he had never thought about this.


    ¡°You¡¯ll have to wait a little longer.¡±


    ¡°Wait?¡± Charlene¡¯s face turned ghastly pale, her hand clutching the wheelchair¡¯s arm. ¡°Why should I


    wait? Bren, have you fallen in love with Deirdre?¡±


    ¡°No!¡± Brendan immediately denied it. It sounded like a joke to him. ¡°Deirdre and I have yet to get a


    divorce.¡±


    ¡°What?¡±


    Charlene had never thought about this before.


    Brendan had refused to marry her before this but had treated her well in every way. She had not


    pushed for the marriage due to the ident previously, yet she had not expected that Brendan and


    Deirdre would still be legally bound by marriage.


    Brendan exined, ¡°She signed the divorce papers, but we have yet to go through the process


    together. She went to jail afterward. and the paparazzi were watching us closely, so I haven¡¯t managed


    to do it all this time.¡±


    ¡°So that¡¯s it.¡± Charlene felt very displeased and hastily asked, ¡°When are you getting a divorce then?¡±


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    ¡°I¡¯ll take her to go through the process as soon as she is discharged from the hospital.¡±


    Charlene was only pacified by this answer.


    The fact that they¡¯d be getting a divorce immediately after Deirdre¡¯s discharge from the hospital was a


    clear sign that Brendan prioritized her and that he would not dy the divorce for a moment longer.


    She nodded sweetly and stayed for a short chat before she left, while Brendan. stayed back in the


    office until midnight.


    Sam was yawning at the door when he arrived at the hospital. Sam stood upright at the sight of


    Brendan in a haste. ¡°Mr. Brighthall.¡±


    ¡°How is she?¡±


    Sam could not hide his shock. It was already midnight, so he had assumed that Brendan was home


    resting. However, here was Brendan at the hospital now, and all he cared about was Deirdre¡¯s


    condition.


    ¡°The doctor examined her. She¡¯s doing alright, but her throat is swollen. She has been on an


    intravenous drip the whole night, so she is already asleep by now.¡±


    ¡®If she can sleep, it means that she is not in unbearable pain.¡¯ Brendan acknowledged Sam¡¯s reply and


    told him, ¡°Leave this to me. You should go get some rest.¡±


    Upon saying that, he opened the door and headed into the room. His movements were extremely


    gentle during the process, and he could see that Deirdre was sleeping thanks to the moonlight, but the


    corners of her eyes were stained with tears. He wondered what she was dreaming about.


    The bed was huge, so Brendan removed his jacket and got into bed, wrapping his arms around Deirdre


    cautiously. She was emaciated and tiny, and Brendan fell asleep soundly while sniffing her scent.


    He was awakened by someone¡¯s movements the next morning.


    He found Deirdre attempting to remove herself from his cradle as soon as he opened his eyes. Her


    face was pale from the pain of moving herself, and she almost fell off the bed.


    Brendan was infuriated. He pinned her down against the bed and kissed her ferociously.


    Deirdre could not avoid him anymore and was forced to endure it, but she continued to struggle


    throughout the whole process.


    When it ended, Brendan said ferociously, ¡°Trying to run again? Your ribs just healed, and yet you¡¯re


    already so restless in less than a month? Or are you doing this because you think that you can run


    away to a ce where you can¡¯t be found?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s lips were red from his bites. Upon hearing his remark, she said with a shrug, ¡°Do you have


    nowhere else to sleep? Why did you have to squeeze your way into my bed? I haven¡¯t showered in


    days. Don¡¯t you find that disgusting?¡±

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    Chapter 61 You Cannot Wake up a Person Who Is Pretending to Be Asleep


    In truth, she minded that very much, especially when she woke up that morning to the man¡¯s hug and


    smelled his faint body scent. She could not help thinking about the time when they had been married.


    She remembered the wonderful process infuriating her even more. She hated Brendan for always


    being in control and calling the shots, yet he had chosen to annoy her in this manner.


    Brendan was actually not infuriated. He turned over and got out of bed. Just as Deirdre thought she


    could finally feel relieved, Brendan suddenly removed her


    nket and began to undress her without any hesitation.


    Deirdre was startled by the unexpected coldness on her body. She covered her chest with all her might


    and said, ¡°What are you doing, Brendan!¡±


    ¡®Why won¡¯t he let me off when I¡¯m already in this state? Does he want me to break my ribs again so he


    can be pleased?!¡¯


    ¡°No! Don¡¯t! Don¡¯t molest me!¡± Deirdre¡¯s face turned ghastly pale, and the huge movements put her in so


    much pain that she teared up.


    Brendan immediately pinned down her arms after noticing that her body was convulsing in pain. ¡°Have


    you lost your mind! Why are you still moving frantically in your current state? Who¡¯s molesting you,


    huh? I¡¯m only trying to give you a sponge bath!¡±


    ¡®Sponge bath?¡¯


    Deirdre was naked. She was aware of the state of her body despite her blindness, and her face flushed


    scarlet in embarrassment.


    ¡°You don¡¯t need to!¡± she said. ¡°Even if I need one, I¡¯m certain there are professional caregivers to do it.


    If that doesn¡¯t work, you can call in a nurse to do it for me. I don¡¯t want you to do it!¡±


    ¡°How are you going to get a caregiver now? Besides, do you think that the nurses are free to do that?¡±


    Brendan was displeased. In reality, he did not wish to let others see Deirdre¡¯s body.


    not even a woman.


    ¡°Do you think that I¡¯m doing this willingly? My hands are meant to sign contracts worth millions, not to


    serve you. Plus, is there any part of your body that I haven¡¯t seen or touched yet?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s lips were trembling, and she was so aggrieved that she did not want to speak.


    Brendan scooped up a wet towel and sponged her cautiously. Deirdre was high- strung throughout the


    process and covered herself as soon as it ended.


    Deirdre was relieved, and so was Brendan.


    He could not figure out why he still felt uncontroble libido after seeing her body, despite her


    emaciated look.


    Suppressing his surging impulse, Brenda helped Deirdre change into fresh hospital attire and he said


    after he was done, ¡°I¡¯ve already found your assant. The police have confirmed the whereabouts of


    the person who poisoned you, so I believe you will receive an exnation in two days if everything


    goes smoothly.¡±


    Deirdre did not need an exnation, but she felt her heart racing when she heard that the assant


    had already been found. She was very convinced that Charlene was the culprit, so she could not help


    asking, ¡°Who¡¯s the assant?¡±


    ¡°Apany assistant.¡± Brendan expressed his contempt. ¡°Charlene identally killed someone in a


    car crash, and the assistant is that victim¡¯s university mate. Her motive was to seek revenge on behalf


    of her deceased friend.¡±


    ¡°An assistant?¡± Deirdre shut her eyes in despair. ¡°How could you believe such a crude lie?¡±


    ¡°What do you mean?¡± Brendan looked at Deirdre in a displeased manner. ¡°Are you going to wrongly


    use Charlene again? Or are you only satisfied when you insist on the answer being Charlene


    putting you in harm¡¯s way?¡±


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    ¡®You cannot wake up a person who is pretending to be asleep. Could Brendan really believe that the


    assistant would destroy her future for a university mate? In other words, even if they had such a close


    friendship that she would avenge the deceased, why would she choose to silence me with poison?


    ¡®Wouldn¡¯t it be better to just kill me?¡±

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    Deirdre wanted tough. ¡°You¡¯re going to say that I¡¯m wrongly using her. Fine


    then. I¡¯m tired. You should leave.¡±


    ¡®Here it goes again.¡±


    Brendan was furious.


    ¡®Have I not done enough for Deirdre? I called Charlene over to the office and questioned her without


    definite evidence when Charlene was supposed to be the


    person I cherished the most. I doubted her for Deirdre. What else does she want me


    to do?¡¯


    ¡°Don¡¯t push it, Deirdre. It is my bad for not preventing you from nearly being poisoned indeed. However,


    you can me it on me, not on Charlene!¡±


    Deirdre chuckled.


    ¡®How could I ever have the audacity to do that? I can¡¯t me it on anyone because I¡¯m just a


    powerless, blind person.¡¯


    Deirdre did not wish to speak anymore, so she shut her eyes and pulled up the


    nket to rest.


    Brendan left angrily after being ignored by Deirdre, and his departure startled Sam. Brendan was


    emotionally unstable, with extremely drastic mood swings, and had been like this ever since Deirdre


    hade into his life in the past.


    Brendan did not show up for a long time after this incident but he hired a caregiver to care for Deirdre


    on a daily basis.


    The caregiver enjoyed reading the tabloids when she was free and would update Deirdre on Brendan¡¯s


    whereabouts. He attended charity balls with Charlene and went on work trips, but Charlene was always


    by his side.


    Deirdre was oblivious and would only speak when she got irritated. ¡°You don¡¯t need to tell me about


    him.¡±


    The caregiver was stunned by her cold, harsh tone, so she made up an excuse about getting water and


    left in displeasure. Perhaps she found Deirdre ungrateful and thought it was rich of her to throw a


    tantrum despite being a disfigured, blind person.


    Deirdre shut her eyes in fatigue, feeling the thoughts in her head getting jumbled up. She could not fall


    asleep after a long time, but at that very moment, the door was opened.


    The clicking sound of high heels on tile could be heard echoing throughout the entire room. Deirdre


    looked in the direction of the door with an unpleasant


    expression. ¡°Is that you, Charlene?¡±


    She was right. Charlene chuckled and did not attempt to hide her identity. ¡°It¡¯s me. I know that Brendan


    has not been paying attention to you in the past two months. I couldn¡¯t bear it anymore, so I¡¯m here to


    check on you. How are you?¡±


    ¡®Check on me? Charlene is checking up on me indeed, but it is not to see how I am doing but to see


    me make a fool of myself.¡±


    ¡°Stop pretending, Charlene. If you really cared about me, you wouldn¡¯t have sent someone to poison


    me.¡±


    Charlene called out, ¡°Yikes! Ms. McKinnon, don¡¯t throw around usations like that. We looked into


    this incident and found the culprit. They have already been dealt with ording to thew.¡±


    ¡°Brendan is the only one who believed your crude lie. That person and I are not bound by enmity, so


    why would she risk her life in exchange for possibly silencing me? You¡¯re the one who found herself a


    scapegoat!¡±


    Charlene beamed in delight and made her way to Deirdre. She looked down at her and dropped the


    act. ¡°Yes, I did find myself a scapegoat indeed, but what can you do about that? If Brendan believed


    you, you wouldn¡¯t have been reduced to what you are now.¡±


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    Deirdre was rendered speechless. Charlene¡¯s true nature was obvious, yet Brendan still chose to


    ignore it. He was truly blinded by love, just like she had been in the past.


    ¡°Why?¡± Deirdre clenched her fists tightly. She could still remember the pain she had felt when the


    poison had been forced down her throat. even though her throat had already recovered fully. ¡°I¡¯m


    already in this state, yet you still won¡¯t let me off, huh?¡±


    Deirdre clenched her fists so tightly that her nails dug into her flesh.


    ¡®Yes, she¡¯s already in this state. She looks hideous and disgusting, yet she still manages to captivate


    Brendan¡¯s heart even under the circumstances!¡¯

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    Chapter 63 What Happened to My Mother


    ¡°It¡¯s because you¡¯re in the way, of course. Your presence ruined the loving rtionship between me and


    Brendan!¡± A momentter, Charlene chuckled, sounding like a show-off. ¡°However, Brendan still cares


    about me very much. He chose to leave you injured and all alone in the hospital without the slightest


    concern. after finding out that I was displeased. He took me traveling around just to cheer me up, and I


    had a delightful time sharing a bedroom with him.¡±


    She smiled with her head lowered, as if she was shy.


    Deirdre could obviously feel the stinging pain in her chest, but it was not because she still had feelings


    for Brendan She had already given up, but that did not mean that she was dead. She found Brendan¡¯s


    coldness and ignorance toward her


    malicious.


    ¡°So you¡¯re here today to show off your loving rtionship with Brendan?¡±


    Charlene sneered. ¡°No, of course not. Do I still need to show off my loving rtionship with Brendan?


    I¡¯m only here to tell you something out of kindness.¡±


    She took a step forward. ¡°You still haven¡¯t gone through the divorce procedure with Brendan, right? It


    was dyed when you were imprisoned, but two months ago, Brendan promised me that he would go


    through the divorce procedure with you. when you¡¯re discharged. Then, he¡¯s going to marry me!¡±


    Deirdre clutched her nket so strongly that her knuckles turned white abruptly, but the expression on


    her face remained unchanged. ¡°Is that so? Congrattions to you. I hope you can manage your


    husband properly from now on, so he won¡¯t use me to satiate his desire for control.¡±


    As soon as those words were spoken, the smile on Charlene¡¯s face vanished, her gaze turning sinister.


    ¡°Why are you boasting as though you¡¯re proud of it, Deirdre? Brendan enjoys exercising control over


    you because it feels like he¡¯s controlling a dog! When he grows bored of ying with the dog after a


    while, he¡¯s going to treat you a thousand times worse than he does now!¡±


    Deirdre cracked a smile. ¡®I will be free when he grows bored of me. There¡¯s nothing


    more agonizing than what¡¯s happening now.¡¯


    ¡°What if he doesn¡¯t grow bored for the rest of his life?¡± Deirdre raised her head in a provocative


    manner. ¡°Are you going to stand having your husband provide for me?¡±


    ¡°You¡­¡±


    Charlene¡¯s face turned pale at that thought. She had attempted to discuss this


    matter with Brendan before and she¡¯d wanted him to send Deirdre away, yet he had refused to give her


    an answer, so perhaps he would provide for Deirdre for the rest of


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    his life.


    At the thought of having Deirdre in her life, Charlene was furious beyond recognition. ¡°Deirdre, Brendan


    is only providing for you as though you¡¯re his pet, yet you still think you¡¯re some hot sh*t? If you really


    had integrity, you would have already gotten away from Brendan. I assure you that you will end up in


    the same ce as your dead mother if youe between me and Brendan!¡±


    All the blood was drained from Deirdre¡¯s face as she red in Charlene¡¯s direction strenuously. ¡°What


    did you say?¡±


    ¡®What do you mean I¡¯ll end up in the same ce as my dead mother? My mother is getting treatment


    for her illness abroad, isn¡¯t she?¡¯


    Deirdre grew restless and asked impatiently, ¡°Charlene, what do you mean by that? What happened to


    my mother?¡±


    Charlene was stunned for a moment. Soon, she cracked a cruel smile. ¡°So it turns


    out that you have no idea, huh?¡±


    She was about to speak slowly when the door opened abruptly. Brendan raised an eyebrow when he


    noticed Charlene. ¡°Charlene? What brings you here?¡±


    Charlene¡¯s expression softened into a piteous look soon. ¡°I knew that Ms. McKinnon would be


    discharged from the hospital today, so I dropped by to visit her out of concern, Brendan. However, it


    seems that Ms. McKinnon is not in a great mood, and


    I¡¯m fine with that.¡±


    Brendan looked at Deirdre and found her in a high-strung mood. Her expression showed that she was


    angry, and he could not help expressing his agitation.


    He felt even more displeased with her temper after not seeing her for two months.

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    ¡°Don¡¯t bother. She has always been ungrateful. She will still pull a long face no matter how well you


    treat her, and the sight of her sickens me,¡± Brendan said in a displeased tone. ¡°You should head back


    first. I¡¯lle and see you tonight.¡±


    Charlene nodded shyly. She was about to leave when Deirdre, who was sitting ort the bed, suddenly


    said, ¡°Brendan, are you nning on going to court to go through the divorce procedure with me when


    I¡¯m discharged from the hospitalter today?¡±


    Brendan turned his head to the side to look at Charlene as soon as those words were spoken, his dark


    eyes glistening with coldness.


    Charlene¡¯s expression was frozen. She hastily exined, ¡°Brendan, I just gave Ms. McKinnon a gentle


    reminder. I wasn¡¯t trying to do anything.¡±


    Brendan did not respond. Instead, he looked at Deirdre once again. His wless, gorgeous face was


    enshrouded in ayer of coldness, and his thin lips were pursed tightly as he said in a cold voice, ¡°So


    what if that is the case? I didn¡¯t love you right from the start. How could I still need to be legally married


    to you?¡±


    ¡®So what if that is the case? I didn¡¯t love you right from the start¡­¡¯


    If Deirdre had heard him say this two years ago, her eyes would have reddened with tears and she


    would have started biting her lower lip in sorrow. However, she realized that she was calm and


    unemotional now.


    It was because she had been hurt by Brendan too deeply and was already utterly disappointed.


    ¡°That¡¯s fine.¡± Deirdre raised her head and said in a righteous tone, ¡°We can get a divorce, of course.


    However, I have one condition.¡±


    Brendan furrowed his eyebrows. ¡®After not seeing this woman for two months, it seems that she has


    grown bolder.¡¯


    However, he found that he felt happy for some unknown reason. ¡®So it turns out that she still cares


    enough to stop me from ending the marriage by proposing a condition.


    ¡°A condition? Deirdre, who do you think you are to negotiate with me? Don¡¯t even think about asking


    me for a high alimony so I won¡¯t divorce you.¡± Brendan sneered in contempt. ¡°Our rtionship must be


    ended today because I¡¯m going to give


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    Charlene a proper status!¡±


    Charlene looked up in delight with her beautiful eyes, while Deirdre¡¯s expression


    remained unchanged. ¡°The fact that you want to give her a proper status is none of my business. I will


    divorce you immediately if you promise to let me see my mother!¡± ¡°What?¡± Brendan was astonished.


    Deirdre clenched her fists tightly, her head filled with thoughts of Charlene¡¯s earlier remark. She said,


    ¡°Ms. McKinney suddenly told me that I should be more appreciative, or I¡¯ll end up like my mother. I


    don¡¯t understand what she meant. Brendan, it has already been two years since you sent my mother


    abroad to receive treatment for her illness. Is she not being taken care of properly? Why haven¡¯t you


    mentioned her yet? She is my only family, and I want to see her!¡±


    ¡®Judging by Deirdre¡¯s expression, her eagerness and concern to see Ophelia are not feigned. Is she


    really unaware of the situation?¡¯


    Brendan suppressed his shock. ¡°Who told you that your mother is receiving treatment abroad?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s expression was tainted with a tinge of confusion. ¡°Sterling. Sterling told me that.¡± Soon, she


    pursed her lips anxiously. ¡°Could my mother have already returned to the country? I want to see her!¡±


    She choked from agitation, her neck flushing as she clutched the nket tightly.¡± Brendan, you must let


    me meet my mother if you want a divorce. Otherwise, I will never agree! As long as I shall live, you will


    never be able to give Charlene a proper status! I swear on it!¡±


    Charlene had been feeling slightly guilty initially, yet she was infuriated upon hearing Deirdre¡¯s remark.


    ¡°Ms. McKinnon, you shoulde up with a better excuse. It¡¯s obvious that your mother is already¡­¡±


    ¡°Charlene!¡±


    Brendan shouted at her loudly, his dark eyes filled with panic and threats. He said in a rigid tone, ¡°You


    should go home. I shall see you off.¡±


    Deirdre was not deaf. ¡°Charlene, what were you going to say? My mother is already what?¡±

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    Charlene braced herself and spoke up under Brendan¡¯s watchful eyes. ¡°It¡¯s apparent that your mother


    is still abroad, so how can you meet her so soon, huh?¡±


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    ¡°Is that so¡­¡± Deirdre was relieved abruptly and only discovered that her fingers were trembling after


    her mind rxed.


    She had felt terror taking over her, and she was d that her spection was not


    true.


    ¡°I don¡¯t care. I just want to see her! Don¡¯t worry, I¡¯m not going to hold on to the status. of Mrs. Brighthall


    forever.¡± Deirdre sneered at herself upon finishing her sentence. She could no longer be bothered to


    hold the position that had resulted in such loss. and destruction.


    ¡°All I want is to see my mother. I will head to the court for the divorce proceedings by myself without


    any reminders from you after meeting her.¡±


    Brendan¡¯s dark eyes were filled with agitation. ¡°We shall discuss thatter. I¡¯ll see you to the door,


    Charlene.¡±


    He walked out of the room swiftly with Charlene following him, her chest tight with


    anxiety.


    She could tell that Brendan was extremely displeased.


    ¡°Bren¡­¡±


    ¡°Exin yourself.¡± Brendan stopped walking and turned around with half his face in


    the shadows. He exuded intense overbearingness.


    Charlene¡¯s eyes reddened with tears instantly. ¡°Do you believe what Ms. McKinnon said, Brendan?


    Why would I say that she would end up just like her mother? It¡¯s obvious that she was ndering me!¡±


    Brendan did not respond to her immediately but he procured a cigarette from his pocket. He asked


    slowly when the smoke of his cigarette coiled around her, ¡°How did the topic of conversation shift to


    Ophelia then?¡±


    ¡°That¡¯s¡­ That¡¯s because¡­¡± Charlene¡¯s mind was working at full speed, trying toe up with


    something. She exined with teary eyes, ¡°That¡¯s because Ms. McKinnon won¡¯t have any other close


    family members after getting a divorce. I was trying to express my sympathy for her, so I mentioned


    Ophelia. Who would have thought that she would have such a huge reaction!¡±


    At this point, Charlene could not help muttering softly, ¡°It has already been such a long time since


    Ophelia passed away. I can¡¯t believe that Ms. McKinnon is still unaware of that. I think that she made


    up this excuse on purpose because she didn¡¯t want to get a divorce¡­¡±


    Brendan would rather that was not true yet he knew Deirdre well enough to know that Deirdre would


    not have reacted in that manner if she had been aware of Ophelia¡¯s passing.


    She would have refused to talk about the matter and hidden it in her heart by force.


    He had been under the assumption that Deirdre had already found out everything and the memory of


    that had already faded over the past year. However, it turned out that Sterling had kept that information


    from her. If Deirdre found out now that Ophelia had died a year ago¡­


    For some unknown reason, Brendan was suddenly afraid that something bad would happen.


    He did not wish to see Deirdre suffering a mental breakdown.


    ¡°Just don¡¯t mention Ophelia to Deirdre from now on.¡± Brendan took a deep breath and suppressed his


    displeasure. ¡°It¡¯s gettingte. You should head back.¡±


    ¡°Brendan¡­ About the divorce¡­¡±


    ¡°Deirdre¡¯s attitude regarding this matter is very obvious. She will never agree to the divorce without


    seeing Ophelia, and you know that very well. We¡¯ll need to wait.¡±


    ¡°But¡­¡± Charlene was recalcitrant, as she had been waiting for way too long. ¡°Ophelia is already dead,


    so how are you going to let her meet her? Am I supposed to hold no status for the rest of my life if she


    won¡¯t agree to a divorce?¡±


    ¡°No, I will not allow myself to be bound to Deirdre for eternity,¡± Brendan answered concisely, his


    eyebrows furrowed. ¡°However, I told you that we¡¯ll need time.¡±


    ¡°Alright then¡­¡± Sensing that Brendan was in a bad mood, Charlene knew that she could not oppose


    him anymore, so she said flirtatiously, ¡°I want to be your wife so badly Since you told me that you need


    time, I will wait for you. Brendan, I trust you to handle everything properly.¡±

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    Afterward, Charlene was whisked away by Sam, and Brendan found Deirdre sitting on the bed in a


    daze when he entered the room again.


    She felt slightly frantic when she heard the sound of the door being opened.¡± Brendan, when will you let


    me meet my mother? I¡­ I¡¯ve missed her¡­¡±


    Perhaps she had been suppressing her emotions earlier because she did not wish to show them to


    Charlene, yet she was feeling anxious for no apparent reason deep down. She felt that she would only


    be at ease when she met Ophelia in real life.


    ¡°I told you that she is receiving treatment abroad. We will need some time to make arrangements, even


    if you want to meet her. Do you think that meeting her is so simple?¡± Brendan was answering against


    his conscience, so he spoke in a rather harsh tone.


    Deirdre was under the assumption that he was not fond of being queried, so she nodded and said in a


    gentle tone, ¡°Don¡¯t worry, Brendan. It¡¯s not that I don¡¯t want to get a divorce. I¡¯m only worried that you


    won¡¯t let me meet my mother. I will head to court with you as soon as I meet her. I don¡¯t want the


    position of Mrs. Brighthall.¡±


    She spoke in a ttering manner, perhaps to motivate Brendan to bring over Ophelia sooner, yet her


    remark made Brendan¡¯s dark eyes turn cold instantly.


    He clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles turned white, and he was now suppressing his anger.


    ¡°Let¡¯s go.¡±


    Deirdre removed the nket and got out of bed. She was almost fully recovered after recuperating for


    three months. She put on her shoes without uttering a word and felt her way from the bed to the door.


    She did not trouble Brendan to help her throughout the whole process.


    Brendan became inevitably agitated, so he stretched out his hand to hold hers. The woman was


    stunned for a moment, while Brendan said in a mocking tone, ¡°Don¡¯t even think that I¡¯m treating you


    well. I just don¡¯t want to waste my time on a blind. person.¡±


    ¡°Ah.¡± Deirdre chuckled. She was well aware that he had an uncontroble impulse to mock her in any


    way he could.


    They got into the elevator and descended, drawing unusual looks from the passersby along the way. It


    was mostly because their ¡®beauty and the beast¡¯ vibe


    was astonishing, especially since their fingers were inteced, which was an apparent sign that they


    had a close rtionship.


    Sam was leaning against the car door when they arrived at the exit, smoking a cigarette. Noticing that


    Brendan and Deirdre were there, he immediately put out the cigarette and tossed it into the trash can.


    He approached them and said, ¡°Mr. Brighthall!¡±


    His gaze shifted to Deirdre, and he was having a hard time deciding what to address her. He had


    recently found out that Deirdre and Brendan were legally married.


    ¡°Madam?¡±


    Deirdre was stunned by the term.


    Brendan was caught off guard as well, but he then furrowed his eyebrows. ¡°Who gave you permission


    to address her that way?¡±


    Sam was drenched in cold sweat at the thought that his ttery had failed. ¡®I shouldn¡¯t have addressed


    her as ¡®madam¡¯, but ¡®Ms. McKinnon¡¯ would have been fine. However, it¡¯s so apparent that Brendan


    treats Deirdre in a different way that even a blind person can see it.¡¯


    ¡°I¡­ I¡¯m sorry, Mr. Brighthall. My mind malfunctioned¡­ I should have said ¡®Ms. McKinnon¡¯.¡±


    Brendan flung away her hand with a sneer. ¡°She doesn¡¯t deserve to be addressed as madam. Don¡¯t


    think too highly of her. She¡¯s just a woman from the city slums.¡±


    Upon saying that, he got into the car first.


    Deirdre sneered and added, ¡°Yes, don¡¯t think too highly of me. I don¡¯t deserve to be Mrs. Brighthall. You


    may just call me by my name.¡±


    Sam nodded with sweat running down his face. Deirdre felt her way in by touching the car and moved


    away from the backseat, where Brendan was, heading to the passenger seat instead.


    Sam could obviously feel the burning gaze behind him during the journey and the intense anger in the


    surrounding ambience. It felt suffocating.


    When they arrived at their destination atst, Sam led Deirdre to the living room and left in a hurry.


    Brendan said something before he headed upstairs.


    ¡°Come to the room.¡±

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    Deirdre walked upstairs by holding the handrail and opened the door to enter


    Brendan¡¯s room. A momentter, a pair of muscr, strong, huge hands grabbed her by her waist and


    spun her around before she was pushed down and pinned against the soft bed.


    She was invaded by the man¡¯s ferocious kiss while he stripped his clothes away.


    Deirdre was the first to react to the situation by struggling with all her might. ¡°Don¡¯t! Don¡¯t touch me,


    Brendan!¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t touch you?¡± Brendan grabbed her jaw with two fingers strenuously and looked down at her.


    ¡°Give me a reason not to touch you. Since you¡¯re still alive and you refuse to give me a divorce,


    shouldn¡¯t we fulfill our duty as husband and wife?¡±


    Deirdre hastily exined, ¡°It¡¯s not that I don¡¯t want to get a divorce! I want to meet my mother. If I see


    her, I will divorce you immediately, Brendan!¡±


    ¡°Shut up!¡± Brendan shouted at her, finding her eagerness to get a divorce very unpleasant. ¡°Your


    excuse doesn¡¯t sound convincing now that you¡¯ve used it twice. I know what you want better than you!¡±


    ¡®What do I want? All I want is to run away!¡¯


    She felt unusually reluctant to be kissed by the man¡¯s mischievous lips after smelling the scent of


    another woman on him.


    ¡°Brendan, didn¡¯t you promise Charlene that you¡¯d keep herpany tonight? Sleep with her! You don¡¯t


    need to fulfill your duty as a husband since you and Charlene are a match made in heaven. Go to her.


    Just don¡¯t touch me!¡±


    She shoved him away with all her might. Just like when she had gotten into the car at the hospital


    entrance, she would rather sit next to another man than get in the backseat.


    ¡®Now she¡¯s actually begging me to sleep with Charlene? Does she really not care in the slightest that


    Charlene is taking me from her?¡¯


    Brendan felt a knot in the pit of his stomach.


    ¡°Deirdre, we¡¯re not divorced yet, so wouldn¡¯t I be cheating if I slept with Charlene? I can see that you¡¯re


    trying to make Charlene feel morally guilty. Aren¡¯t you? Listen to me, I won¡¯t do that! Charlene won¡¯t


    mind anyway given your current condition!¡±


    In the end, it was a call from Charlene that made Brendan stop.


    On the other end of the line, Charlene said in a flirtatious tone, ¡°When are youing over, Brendan? I


    sent someone to bring over your favorite red wine and prepare a scrumptious meal for the asion.¡±


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    ¡°I¡¯ll be there at once.¡± Brendan hung up the call and left without the slightest hesitation.


    Deirdre shut her eyes and recuperated until she felt better before going downstairs.


    She could not see, so she had no idea if the door was guarded, but she was stopped by someone


    when she attempted to walk outside.


    ¡°I¡¯m sorry, Ms. McKinnon. Mr. Brighthall has ordered us not to let you walk around.¡± ¡°Sure.¡± Deirdre


    found the voice of the person speaking rather familiar. She raised her head and said, ¡°Are you the


    person who drove Brendan and me home today?¡±


    ¡°Yes!¡± Sam cracked a smile even though she could not see it. ¡°Hello, Ms. McKinnon. I¡¯m Sam.¡±


    ¡°Sam.¡± Deirdre repeated. ¡°You have a name that¡¯s easy to remember.¡±


    Sam was stunned. He found that there was nothing attractive about the woman. Her face was hideous,


    and her body was emaciated, just like bones wrapped in mere skin. However, her voice sounded very


    pleasant, and she had a unique presence to her that could make one ignore her appearance easily.


    ¡°Yes.¡±


    Deirdre kept quiet for two seconds. ¡°Can I ask for your help with something?¡±


    ¡°What is it?¡±


    Deirdre took a deep breath but had a tough time bringing herself to say, ¡°Please help me get something


    from a nearby drugstore. Get me a bottle of vitamins and¡­ some emergency contraceptive pills.¡±


    Sam felt embarrassed as well upon hearing her remark. He understood what had happened in the


    house instantly and he was rendered speechless.


    ¡°Ah, ah Ah! Sure, of course. However, I would need to inform Mr. Brighthall first.¡±

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    ¡°Don¡¯t tell him!¡± Deirdre¡¯s face turned ghastly pale, and she bit her lower lip before saying, ¡°It¡¯s


    unnecessary for you to inform him of this. Just get it for me.¡±


    Sam felt troubled but did not ept Deirdre¡¯s assignment in the end. He called up Brendan to report


    this incident after promising to help her.


    After he was done reporting it, Sam asked, ¡°Should I get it, Mr. Brighthall?¡±


    The other end of the line was quiet for a long time before Brendan spoke at all. It sounded like he was


    enunciating his words in a rage. ¡°Get it! However, don¡¯t get her the contraceptive pill. Get her


    supplements of the same brand in pill form.¡±


    Sam was caught in a daze for a long while after he hung up. He was so confused by the situation. ¡®Is


    Brendan trying¡­ to get Deirdre pregnant?¡¯


    Sam felt his heart racing when he thought about that.


    Deirdre took the pills in gratitude after he purchased them for her.


    She could not see and she did not notice that something was off. She slept after consuming the pill,


    feeling pleased.


    She dreamt of her mother returning to the country in good health. Her mother chatted with her, and she


    woke up smiling, feeling as though a ray of sunlight had suddenly prated the dark clouds of her


    mood.


    Brendan did not show up in the vi for the next few days.


    It went without saying that he was busy keeping Charlenepany. After all, Deirdre was just a tool for


    him.


    Deirdre found that to be very normal but she could not help feeling slightly anxious. She was having a


    hard time sleeping and eating without any updates on her mother.


    Deirdre waited for one more day, until she could not stand it anymore atst. She told Sam, ¡°Can I


    please borrow your phone? I would like to give Brendan a call.¡±


    ¡°Yes, of course.¡±


    Sam dialed the number for her and ced it next to her ear. The man answered in azy voice when


    the call was picked up instantly. Charlene¡¯s crispughter was heard asionally when she teased him


    for being mischievous.


    He asked after a long time, ¡°Why aren¡¯t you saying anything, Sam?¡±


    Deirdre took a deep breath. ¡°It¡¯s me, Brendan.¡±


    Brendan said in a slightly displeased tone, ¡°Why are you calling me from Sam¡¯s phone?¡±


    Deirdre smiled bitterly. ¡®You¡¯re really unreasonable, Brendan. What else could I do other than call you


    from Sam¡¯s phone after you confiscated mine?¡¯


    ¡°Are you free today? Can youe over?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m not free,¡± Brendan answered quickly. ¡°It¡¯s my mother¡¯s birthday today, and I¡¯m taking Charlene


    home to meet her.¡±


    Deirdre was stunned for a moment. The days passed so quickly that it was Madam Brighthall¡¯s birthday


    already.


    Deirdre had organized her birthday celebration two years ago. She was not a capable woman but she


    was very dependable when it came to handling important matters. Charlene was in charge of


    organizing the birthday party this time, so she believed that Charlene would perform well too.


    ¡°Uh¡­ Can youe over after the party?¡±


    ¡°Why?¡± The man on the other end of the line sniggered. ¡°Are you not satisfied after the other day? Do


    you want more?¡±


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    It was an insulting remark. In addition, Sam was right next to Deirdre, so her face turned pale instantly.


    Enduring the humiliation, she said, ¡°No, I just¡­¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s gettingte. We should leave, Brendan. I believe that the party guests are growing impatient.¡±


    Charlene¡¯s remark interrupted Deirdre¡¯s exnation.


    ¡°Sure.¡± The man sounded unusually gentle, yet it was not meant for her.


    Then, the call was hung up. Deirdre had yet to recover from the surprise, as she was still thinking about


    themotion on the other end of the line and her current. loneliness.


    Tears welled up in her eyes uncontrobly because she missed her mother.


    She thought about her mother cooking her chicken soup every time they met, but she had not tasted it


    in the past two years.

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    Chapter 69 The Price of Being an Adult


    Deirdre was not in the mood to eat after contacting Brendan had yielded no result. Shey on the bed


    and lost count of time before she realized that the edge of the bed had sunk down in her drowsy state.


    ¡°Who¡¯s there?¡± She jolted awake in confusion and stretched out her hand to feel about the bed, only to


    feel a well-defined, huge hand.


    A momentter, her hand was grabbed abruptly and a man said in a mocking tone,¡± Are you so horny,


    Deirdre? I was only sitting here, yet you groped me in such a haste¡­¡±


    Deirdre was stunned for a moment before she immediately pulled back her hand, her expression full of


    astonishment. ¡°No¡­ Why are you here, Brendan?¡±


    ¡°What do you mean why am I here?¡± Brendan furrowed his eyebrows, stretched out his hand to pinch


    her chin, leaned over, and then narrowed his eyes in a dangerous manner. ¡°Who else could be in this


    vi other than me? Or are you so bold that your invited another man here without telling me?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s expression became distorted from pain. ¡°Aren¡¯t you¡­ Aren¡¯t you with. Charlene? What


    brought you here all of a sudden?¡±


    She had never expected that Brendan would show up today. Besides¡­.


    ¡°You¡¯ve been drinking.¡±


    Brendan smelled so strongly of alcohol that she could not smell his usual scent. It was the reason she


    had not recognized him and why she had attempted to figure out who it was by feeling the other


    person.


    ¡°How could I suppress my hatred for you ande to see you without drinking?¡± Brendan sniggered


    and removed his jacket. ¡°Let¡¯s put an end to this quickly so I can go home to keep Charlenepany.¡±


    As hey on top of her, her fingers trembled and she blurted, ¡°Don¡¯t! Don¡¯t do it again, Brendan!¡±


    Brendan¡¯s movements halted to a stop, and his expression turned so unpleasant that Deirdre could feel


    it without seeing it. ¡°You im that you don¡¯t want it, yet you called me and asked me to keep you


    company. Deirdre, you¡¯re really good at ying this cat- and-mouse game with me. Do you think that


    everyone is at your service, ready to attend to your needs whenever you please?¡±


    Deirdre exined, her face ghastly pale, ¡°I didn¡¯t call you so you¡¯d keep mepany.


    I wanted to ask you when you¡¯d be willing to bring my mother back to the country so I can meet her.¡±


    Brendan¡¯s gaze grew dim as soon as he heard the remark. His enthusiasm


    diminished, and he sat by the bed, lighting up a cigarette. Deirdre choked on the smoke that he


    exhaled.


    ¡°So you called me just for that?¡±


    He appeared to be infuriated once again. Deirdre, who was confused, pursed her lips.


    ¡®What do you mean just for that?¡±


    ¡°I thought you wanted to give Charlene a proper status badly all this time? I want you


    mother to get what you wish too,¡± she said softly. ¡°I would like to meet my coincidentally too.¡±


    Brendan clutched his tie with one hand in agitation and pulled it sideways to unravel it. He inhaled a


    puff of smoke and grabbed her lower jaw abruptly, leaving a kiss on her soft lips.


    There was no warmth to the kiss no matter how soft the lips were. On the contrary, Deirdre¡¯s eyes


    reddened with tears. Her body was bent over, and her thin nightgown slipped to reveal her cor


    bones, which had been hidden previously.


    Brendan stared at her body, his gaze dim as he said with clearly enunciated words, Get this straight,


    Deirdre. You¡¯re the one who is eager and impatient now.¡±


    Deirdre calmed down and acknowledged it right there and then. ¡°Yes, I would like to meet my mother at


    once.¡±


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    ¡°You¡¯re begging me for a favor.¡± Perhaps Brendan was drunk, as his gazended on the woman¡¯s soft


    lips and his fingertips brushed her lips casually. ¡°Deirdre, an adult must pay the price when they ask for


    a favor.¡±


    It was obvious what he meant by that. Deirdre could not help clutching the bedsheet tightly with her


    fingers.


    Brendan, who was bored, got up to leave, but Deirdre suddenly threw herself at him and hugged him


    tightly. She stood on her tiptoes to kiss him.


    Her kissing skills were awful, but Brendan¡¯s eyes were filled with lust. He took it upon himself to pin her


    against the wall.

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    It was a long, lustful night.


    Deirdre opened her eyes after batting her eyshes and sensed the man¡¯s even breathing next to her.


    She got out of bed cautiously and opened the pill bottle that she had prepared in advance. She hid a


    pill in her palm and headed to the bathroom.


    Brendan had his eyes open and watched her throughout the entire process.


    It was all too obvious that she did not wish to get pregnant with his child.


    It was so obvious that she could not hide it. Even though her weak body might not. necessarily be able


    to withstand the contraception¡¯s side effects, she consumed the pill over and over again.


    Compared to her actions two years ago, when she would rather have gotten rid of the pill in secret just


    to get pregnant, her extremely appropriate actions now made. Brendan wonder if Deirdre would be


    delighted to get pregnant with Sterling¡¯s child.


    At that thought, Brendan felt a knot in the pit of his stomach.


    Deirdre swallowed the pill without any water and took a shower before she headed


    out.


    Just as she was preparing to return to bed, she discovered that the man sleeping on the right side of


    the bed was already gone.


    Deirdre opened the door in confusion and heard the sound of clinking ssing from downstairs.


    She walked downstairs in her bedroom slippers and smelled the alcoholic stench that filled the air. He


    was drinking.


    ¡°Aren¡¯t you going to rest?¡± Deirdre had no clue what to do. She knew that Brendan would only drink


    when he was in a bad mood, unless a social situation called for it.


    He had done it once during those two years, and it was because Charlene¡¯s health had suddenly been


    in a critical situation.


    ¡®What is the reason today?¡¯


    ¡°Come and sit here.¡± He ordered her in a cold, distant voice.


    When Deirdre walked forward, Brendan grabbed her arm and pulled her to sit on his thigh.


    She epted everything, including the sitting posture and the man¡¯s alcoholic


    breath.


    It was intimate.


    Deirdre shifted her body out of difort, yet Brendan held her even tighter. ¡°Sit properly.¡±


    She did not have the courage to budge anymore, yet she could not help asking, ¡°Are you in a bad


    mood?¡±


    Brendan did not answer. Instead, he asked, ¡°Would you like a drink?¡±


    He sounded like he was drunk, and Deirdre had no idea how to answer. She clenched. her fists and did


    not utter a word. Brendan did not seem to mind either and finished his final drink, hugging her tighter


    while he leaned his head on her chest.


    ¡°Why are you so skinny? Why won¡¯t you eat more?¡±


    He could not help furrowing his eyebrows when he touched her body and felt that she was all bones.


    Deirdre¡¯s gaze was lowered, her body rigid. She answered after a long time, ¡°I don¡¯t have an appetite.¡±


    ¡°Why don¡¯t you have an appetite?¡±


    Deirdre listened and found it amusing.


    ¡®Why? Because I¡¯m trapped in a prison that¡¯s suffocating me, of course. I¡¯m doing. nothing every day,


    so how could I have the appetite to eat?¡¯


    However, she answered in the end, ¡°It¡¯s because I don¡¯t feel like eating.¡±


    Brendan sneered. ¡°You feel like eating when Sterling is here, right?¡±


    Deirdre pursed her lips at the mention of Sterling¡¯s name but did not answer.


    Brendan shut his eyes, his expression fatigued. He leaned on her for a moment before he said in a


    deep voice, ¡°Don¡¯t meet Ophelia, Deirdre. I¡¯ll provide for you for the rest of your life if you stay with me.


    As for Ophelia, just think of her as someone from your past. I¡¯m the only family you need.¡±


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    Deirdre¡¯s entire body stiffened, as she had been caught off guard by his remark. She looked at Brendan


    incredulously, and Brendan noticed as well. His gaze swept past her shocked face, and his dark eyes


    dimmed. ¡°Why? Are you unwilling?¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s not that I¡¯m unwilling. You don¡¯t understand, Brendan. My mother is the reason I¡¯m alive.¡± Deirdre


    controlled her breathing and attempted to keep calm with all her might. ¡°The reason I promised


    Charlene to be her scapegoat was so I could provide a


    good life for my mother, Brendan. She endured too many hardships to raise me, so I won¡¯t allow myself


    to abandon her. As for your remark about your willingness to provide for me for the rest of my life¡­¡±


    Deirdre found it amusing as she repeated it.


    ¡°Are you trying to deceive me, or are you deceiving yourself? Even if I were to ept your offer, would


    Charlene ept it?¡±

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    Chapter 71 Don¡¯t Regret This


    ¡®This is preposterous.¡¯


    In the past, she would most certainly have been overjoyed if the man had talked about their future.


    However, she found it amusing now and nothing else.


    Brendan¡¯s gaze dimmed little by little and turned icy. He did not look away from Deirdre¡¯s face for even


    the slightest bit, but the warmth in his expression had vanished into nothingness at that very moment.


    ¡°Will you die if you don¡¯t meet Ophelia?¡± he said mockingly.


    Deirdre paused for a moment and said confidently, ¡°Yes, I will die if I don¡¯t meet my mother.¡±


    Brendan¡¯s grip tightened abruptly and he swept her away from his thigh in a rage.


    Deirdre lost her bnce andnded on the carpeted floor. She did not find it unusual despite being


    surprised, as it had already been a long time since Brendan had experienced any mood swings.


    Noticing that Brendan was about to leave, she did not care about the pain anymore. Instead, she got


    up in a haste and said, ¡°Brendan! When will I meet my mother? You made a promise to me!¡±


    ¡°Mother, mother, mother! All you talk about is your mother! It¡¯s either Sterling or her. Deirdre, do you


    have nothing else to talk about other than them?!¡± Brendan suddenly lost his temper and swept


    everything off the table. ¡°That¡¯s the only reason you called me, right? Do you know that I was heading


    to Charlene¡¯s room after getting drunk? I came here on purpose, yet I¡¯ve had to listen to you spewing


    this boring nonsense!¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s face turned pale. It was no wonder Brendan was so furious, as it turned out that her call had


    disrupted a joyous event between him and Charlene.


    However¡­


    Deirdre batted her eyshes and could not help saying shakily, ¡°But I want to meet my mother¡­ Is that


    wrong?¡±


    Brendan felt his chest tighten but was still extremely furious. ¡°It¡¯s not wrong, of course! However, I hope


    you don¡¯t regret this!¡±


    Upon saying that, he mmed the door and left.


    Deirdre¡¯s entire body trembled when she heard the deafening m that came from the living room.


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    ¡®Don¡¯t regret this?¡¯


    Deirdre bit her lower lip tightly. ¡®Why would I regret this?¡¯


    She was destined not to sleep soundly that night, just as before.


    Charlene was just like her too.


    Brendan had had a few too many drinks during Madam Brighthall¡¯s birthday party yesterday night and


    he was supposed to be with her.


    Charlene had assumed that they would end up sleeping together, but Brendan had suddenly gotten up,


    iming that he had something to attend to, and left.


    What could it be?


    Charlene did not have the courage to think about what the answer could be. She figured that the call


    hade from Deirdre, as he had been very distracted after taking the call.


    Just as expected, she received a text message that informed her that Brendan¡¯s car was parked at the


    vi.


    ¡°Damn it!¡± Charlene pushed a vase to the ground and the piercing, shattering noise agitated her even


    more. ¡°Deirdre, you b*tch. I should¡¯ve let you die in prison from a difficult birth back then! You¡¯re


    actually still capable of displeasing me, even though you¡¯ve already turned into a hideous monster!¡±


    Charlene took a deep breath after losing her temper. All of a sudden, an idea


    urred to her and her red lips curled into a cruel smile.


    She put on some makeup to make herself appear tired before getting into her car and heading to the


    Brighthall family mansion.


    Madam Brighthall¡¯s health was deteriorating, and her only hobbies were gardening and sitting on the


    lawn to feed the fish. Charlene pinched herself as she was approaching Madam Brighthall until she


    teared up from the pain.


    ¡°Mother.¡±


    Madam Brighthall put away the fish food and smiled gently. ¡°You¡¯re here, Charlene.¡±


    She turned around and saw Charlene¡¯s fatigued face and red eyes. She could not help furrowing her


    eyebrows and holding Charlene¡¯s hand while she asked, ¡°What happened? Why are your eyes red


    from tears?¡±


    Charlene sniffed and forced a smile. ¡°I¡¯m fine, mother. I caught a cold and I haven¡¯t slept well.¡±


    ¡°You can deceive anyone but me. Tell me, what happened? Didn¡¯t you leave the party with Bren


    yesterday night? Did he bully you?¡±

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    Chapter 72 Keeping a Mistress


    Charlene said, ¡°Why would he bully me, huh¡­ It¡¯s just that¡­¡±


    Her eyes were red from tears, and she assumed a grievous expression with feigned casualness. ¡°He


    picked up a woman¡¯s call after he left with me yesterday. He left me all alone suddenly, and I couldn¡¯t


    help asking the people around him, only to find out that¡­¡±


    Madam Brighthall frowned. ¡°Find out what?¡±


    ¡°I found out that he has a woman stowed away in the vi.¡± Charlene exined in a haste. ¡°But I¡¯ve


    always trusted Brendan and I know that he is not that kind of person. Perhaps the woman is just


    Brendan¡¯s friend, but it¡¯s possible that they. I¡¯m fine. I just don¡¯t feel very good. I don¡¯t have a family, so I


    regard you as my biological mother and I couldn¡¯t help telling you. Please don¡¯t meddle, mother!¡±


    Madam Brighthall expressed her anger. ¡°Is that true? I can¡¯t not meddle then! If Brendan has a mistress


    stowed away, I won¡¯t allow it, and the rest of the Brighthall


    ancestors won¡¯t allow it either!¡±


    Upon saying that, Madam Brighthall arranged for a car to take her and Charlene to the vi.


    Sam was still on the phone with someone when he saw the car parked at the door. Madam Brighthall


    got out of the car in an overbearing manner, and Sam had no clue


    what to do.


    ¡°Madam.¡± He approached Madam Brighthall. ¡°What brings you here? Mr. Brighthall went to the


    company early in the morning and has yet toe back.¡±


    ¡°I know. I¡¯ll wait for him inside.¡±


    Madam Brighthall was about to barge into the house, but Sam stopped her. ¡°Madam, uh¡­ This is not a


    good time! Mr. Brighthall purchased some collections recently, and the hall is all dusty. The dust will get


    you dirty. Why don¡¯t I head in to clean up the ce first and you cane inside when it¡¯s clean?¡±


    ¡°Make way!¡± Madam Brighthall headed in right away, ignoring Sam.


    Sam was anxious as he walked behind her. He wanted to call up Brendan, when Charlene suddenly


    stretched out her hand to pull the phone away from him. Her beautiful eyes were smiling, yet her gaze


    sent a shiver down Sam¡¯s spine for not apparent reason.


    ¡°Sam, don¡¯t trouble Brendan. He has a busy day at work. Otherwise, you¡¯ll have to


    take the me if he loses a project.¡±


    Sam had a rigid smile on his face. ¡®Charlene is really cunning, and it¡¯s obvious that she¡¯s using Madam


    Brighthall to deal with Deirdre.¡¯


    On the other hand, Madam Brighthall had already entered the house in a rage. Deirdre was feeling


    around and looking for cooking ingredients in the kitchen. Madam Brighthall felt her head spinning


    instantly upon seeing the back of Deirdre¡¯s figure.


    Wondering how Brendan could actually do something like this, she clenched her teeth and walked over.


    ¡°Miss, who gave you permission to live in the vi? Brendan and Charlene have been dating for many


    years, and everyone in Neve knows about it. I refuse to believe that you¡¯re unaware of it. How could


    you ruin someone¡¯s rtionship like this despite your young age!¡±


    Deirdre was stunned for a moment. The voice was so familiar that she turned around abruptly.Property belongs to N?vel(D)r/ama.Org.


    Madam Brighthall was instantly stunned upon seeing Deirdre¡¯s face. She could still remember it as


    though it was yesterday. ¡°What brings you here?¡±


    Madam Brighthall immediately realized something after seeing the love bites on Deirdre¡¯s neck. No!


    This woman was precisely the person that Brendan was cheating with!


    Despite feeling sympathy, she felt infuriated at that very moment.


    ¡°Am I supposed to watch as you and my son make a mistake? I was under the assumption that


    Charlene had misunderstood. It turns out that Brendan is actually keeping a mistress in the vi!¡±


    All the blood was drained from Deirdre¡¯s face instantly when she heard the word¡¯ mistress¡¯ used to


    describe her, especially when it came from the mother who used to care about her the most in the past.


    She hastily exined, ¡°No¡­ I¡­ I¡¯m not¡­¡±

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    Chapter 73 It Is Her Fault That You Can¡¯t Dance


    ¡°You¡¯re not? Do you think I¡¯m blind? Anyone can see the love bites on your neck!¡± Madam Brighthall


    was so furious that she felt dizzy and her head began to throb in waves. She only recovered after a


    long time and said, ¡°I know that my son is to me as well. I¡¯ll punish him properly, but you must leave


    this ce immediately! You¡¯re not allowed to have any contact with Brendan from now on!


    ¡°As a woman, you should be ashamed of yourself. Hasn¡¯t your mother taught you that it¡¯s wrong to be


    someone¡¯s mistress? Do you know how much your behavior has


    hurt Charlene?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s eyes reddened with tears abruptly.


    Madam Brighthall was the family member that she thought the highest of, other than her own mother.


    On the other hand, Madam Brighthall had spoken to her with immense coldness and disgust today just


    to defend Charlene, the most scheming


    woman she knew.


    Her eyes stung, and she felt pain tugging in her chest.


    She had never been that shameless or agreed to be someone¡¯s mistress. She was actually Brendan¡¯s


    wife!


    ¡°Madam, you misunderstood! I¡¯m not who you think I am, and I¡¯m not a mistress. Brendan and I are


    legally¡­¡±


    ¡°Mother!¡± Charlene suddenly stuck in her head from outside and bit her lower lip, her expression


    appearing panic-stricken. ¡°Forget it, I¡¯ll be fine. I believe that Brendan still loves me and perhaps he has


    only been infatuated for a short while. He will most. certainly return to me afterward. We should leave.


    Brendan will surely be angry at me if he finds out¡­¡±


    She assumed an inferior demeanor, which made anger fill Madam Brighthall¡¯s usually graceful


    expression. ¡°How is that fine? He¡¯s not even living up to his basic responsibility as a man if he¡¯s


    keeping a mistress in his house. Is it fine for him to keep mistresses everywhere? Our family¡¯s


    reputation will be tarnished!¡±


    Madam Brighthall looked at Deirdre, her expression cold. ¡°Charlene and Brendan are a match made in


    heaven, and I will only ept her as my daughter-inw. Stop embarrassing yourself. Even if you


    figure out a way to captivate him, can he bel yours? Stop dreaming. Name your price. How much do


    you want to leave him?¡±


    ¡®Stop dreaming. Name your price. How much do you want to leave him?¡¯


    Deirdre felt a chill down her spine when she heard this remark. She felt cold from head to toe.


    It was akin to a crushing blow that hit her heavily.


    She had almost forgotten that Madam Brighthall had treated her well back then because she had taken


    Charlene¡¯s identity and name.


    Madam Brighthall was right about Charlene and Brendan being a match made in heaven. She had


    spent two years and spared no effort to captivate his heart. As a result, she had ended up mutted all


    over her body and had already lost everything. Now, she had even lost her self-respect.


    ¡°It¡¯s fine¡­ I don¡¯t want anything¡­¡± Deirdre lowered her gaze, her expression ashen. She did not


    attempt to defend herself. Instead, she said, ¡°I can leave at any time.¡±Text ? 2024 N?velDrama.Org.


    Madam Brighthall was stunned for a moment, as if she had not expected that Deirdre could be dealt


    with so easily. Deirdre had actually agreed to leave after a short conversation.


    Her heart melted with pity. ¡°It¡¯s a good thing that you¡¯re determined to correct the mistake that you


    made. Since you can¡¯t see¡­¡±


    ¡°Are you really willing to leave, Ms. McKinnon?¡± Charlene suddenly interrupted Madam Brighthall and


    stepped forward. She grabbed Deirdre¡¯s hands emotionally, her eyes welling up with tears. ¡°That¡¯s


    great! Since you¡¯re willing to leave Brendan and return him to me, I will forgive you for pushing me


    down the stairs previously.¡±


    ¡°What!¡± Madam Brighthall¡¯s expression changed drastically. ¡°She¡¯s the one who injured your leg and


    rendered you unable to dance anymore?¡±

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    Chapter 74 Where Did You Hide Deirdre


    Charlene covered her mouth in a haste, as if she had misspoken. She then exined. in a flurry, ¡°No¡­


    Ms. McKinnon didn¡¯t do that on purpose. It¡¯s possible that she loved Brendan too much at the time and


    did it out of spite¡­ I choose to forgive her!¡±


    ¡°Why are you still putting in a good word for her when she almost crippled your feg? You¡¯re too kind,


    Charlene!¡± Madam Brighthall looked at Deirdre as if she was protecting a young child. She said in a


    voice tainted with anger, ¡°I didn¡¯t expect that you¡¯d not only enjoy ruining a couple¡¯s happy marriage but


    you¡¯d also hurt people. despite your young age. I was still rather fond of you when I met you previously.


    Leave at once! Don¡¯t let me see you again from now on!¡±


    Madam Brighthall used to be the only person who defended her in the past, but she was protecting the


    real Charlene now, as she had just ordered Deirdre to leave the vi.


    Deirdre¡¯s hands were shaking behind her back, and she lowered her head. ¡°I¡¯m sorry


    ¡®I¡¯m


    sorry


    that I disgust you. It¡¯s fortunate that I¡¯m disfigured, and it¡¯s good that your have no idea that I was the


    same Charlene who kept youpany for two years. Otherwise, you¡¯d be really disappointed.


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    Madam Brighthall was blinded by rage. ¡°Do you think that your apology can change anything? You


    should have acted differently right from the start!¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s eyes reddened with tears. She stopped exining herself and walked outside step by step


    with determination.


    Sam¡¯s phone had been snatched by Charlene, so he headed elsewhere to make a call, missing the


    departing Deirdre by coincidence. By the time he came back, Brendan had already rushed over in his


    car.


    He dashed into the living hall and found Madam Brighthall sitting on the sofa and holding her chest. Her


    face was green with rage, while Charlene was pouring water next to her with a concerned expression,


    trying to soothe Madam Brighthall.


    Noticing that Brendan was back, Charlene assumed a helpless, grievous expression. ¡°Bren¡­¡±


    Brendan refused to take even one nce at her. ¡°Where¡¯s Deirdre!¡±


    He looked about the house and could not find any trace of the woman. His dark pupils constricted as


    he expressed his uneasiness. He then took a long stride in


    preparation to head upstairs abruptly.


    ¡°Don¡¯t go upstairs! She¡¯s not here!¡± Madam Brighthall looked up at Brendan after she recovered


    slightly. ¡°You came rushing from thepany in a flurry, and the first thing you did upon arriving was


    look for your mistress. Do you still have any respect for our family and Charlene? Brendan, you¡¯ve


    always been a sensible child. How could you do something so immoral!¡±


    Brendan¡¯s mind went nk. The only thought on his mind was, ¡®Deirdre is not around. She¡¯s not


    upstairs, and she¡¯s not downstairs. Where is she then?¡¯


    ¡°Where did you hide Deirdre?¡±


    ¡°Nonsense!¡± Madam Brighthall pped the table loudly, breathing heavily. ¡°Bren, do you think that I


    have no control over you now that you¡¯re an adult? How can you speak to me in that tone?¡±


    Charlene said with red eyes, ¡°Don¡¯t anger your mother anymore, Bren. Her body is unwell, and she


    wasining about a headache constantly earlier.¡±


    ¡°You¡¯re the one who brought my mother here, right?¡± Brendan shifted his gaze to her, his dark eyes


    filled with coldness and bluntness.


    Charlene could not help trembling, as she had never seen him looking at her that way. It felt as if he


    was looking at a stranger.


    She was startled, but before she could respond, Madam Brighthall stood up and shielded Charlene


    behind her. ¡°Why are you being so fierce to her? Charlene didn¡¯t bring me here. I discovered your


    misdeed by myself. Do you think that you¡¯re keeping a secret when you stow away your mistress in the


    vi? Brendan, I can see that you still have no idea what your mistake is. Do you think you¡¯re worthy of


    Charlene¡¯s love and loyalty in the past four years? Have you forgotten what I taught you!¡±


    Brendan felt troubled. His fists were tightly clenched, and he was suppressing his anger with great


    effort. He thought about blind Deirdre having to confront his mother¡¯s punitive expedition by herself and


    how terrible the experience must have been for her.¡°Mother, I will exin this matter to you afterward,


    but you must tell me now! Where is Deirdre?¡±

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    Chapter 75 She Had Already Lost Everything She Had


    Madam Brighthall was stunned for a moment before she said furiously, ¡°Where is she? She¡¯s gone, of


    course! This is the house you share with Charlene. Why would a nobody like her show up at the vi?


    She left a long time ago!¡±


    ¡°Left?¡± Brendan¡¯s pupils constricted. ¡°She can¡¯t see! How could you just let her leave like that!¡±


    Madam Brighthall had been blinded by rage at the time. Now that she realized what she had done, she


    felt guilty but she still said stubbornly, ¡°So what if she can¡¯t see? She¡¯s not a fool. She¡¯s a grown


    woman. Can¡¯t she make a call herself or borrow a phone from someone else to call her family or


    friends after leaving this ce?¡±


    Brendan felt his head spinning and his heart racing.


    Family or friends? How could Deirdre still have any family or friends?


    Her mother was dead, and the only person she could depend on was Madam Brighhall, who had


    spoken to her harshly. As for Sterling, she had already been forced to break ties with him thanks to


    Brendan. She would rather be homeless and starve to death out there than reach out to Sterling given


    her unyielding character¡­


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    Hence, she had already lost everything she had. As a blind person, she had an even lower chance of


    survival than a dog.


    ¡°You should go home. I¡¯m going to look for her! I¡¯ll exin this to youter!¡±


    Brendan suppressed the fear he felt in his chest and walked away in a rush.


    Charlene¡¯s face turned pale. ¡°Bren!¡±


    She chased after him, her fingernails digging into her palms as she clenched her fists. tightly. She


    loathed Deirdre even more after seeing Brendan¡¯s anxious expression.


    ¡°I¡¯m sorry. I know that you must be ming me. I already took a stand to stop your mother, but she


    insisted on kicking out Ms. McKinnon.¡± Her eyes were red with tears, and she was about to cry. ¡°Your


    mother is unwell, and I didn¡¯t have the courage to oppose her strongly, so I could only watch helplessly


    as Ms. McKinnon left. Afterward, I wanted to seize an opportunity to call you up but I didn¡¯t expect that


    you¡¯de so soon. Please don¡¯t be angry anymore, okay?¡±


    She cried profusely, and the sight of her sent a shiver down Sam¡¯s spine. So it turned out that the


    gentle, magnanimous Charlene was actually a two-faced person.


    ¡°I don¡¯t me you.¡± Brendan felt as if his head was a mess. The sky had already.


    darkened, and Deirdre was not dressed warmly. He shoved away Charlene¡¯s reaching arms abruptly


    and said, ¡°I¡¯m going to look for Deirdre now. We shall talk about thister.¡±


    He left in a hurry and ordered Sam to gain ess to the surveince footage.


    Charlene was now standing at the door by herself, her eyes filled with hatred.


    Deirdre walked down the path step by step, following the wall. She could hear the sound of congested


    traffic and the roads around her, but her mind was totally nk.


    ¡®This is retribution. This is retribution for my wishful thinking.


    ¡®Why did I think that I¡¯d be fit to take on Mrs. Brighthall¡¯s position, and why did I insist on keeping


    Brendan¡¯s child by opposing him?


    ¡®Look at me now. Everything I have has been taken away cruelly, and even Madam Brighthall, who


    used to care about me, hates me and finds me disgusting.¡¯


    Deirdre stopped walking abruptly and found the pain in her chest unbearable. Her little face turned


    ghastly pale.


    Having nothing was really tiring.


    She wanted to give up on life so badly, but her mother stopped her. Would her mother suffer more if


    she were to die and leave her alone in this world?


    If she were to endure all this agony and hardship, would she be able to shield her mother?


    At the thought of her mother¡¯s wrinkly face, Deirdre felt very unwilling to give up on life. She really


    missed her.


    She shook her head suddenly.


    ¡®No.


    ¡®I can¡¯t allow myself to have that mentality.


    ¡®I can¡¯t allow myself to think about how my mother will feel when I¡¯m gone! I can¡¯t give up as long as my


    mother is still here! My mother is my support. How would my mother feel if I was gone.


    ¡°I must persist no matter how difficult it is!


    ¡°But¡­ I miss my mother so much. I would like to taste the food she cooks, and I miss her hugs..


    Meanwhile, a ck van suddenly stopped next to Deirdre.


    The people inside the van swarmed over to her before she could respond and pulled her into the car.


    ¡°What are you doing! Stop it! Don¡¯t touch me!¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s face was filled with panic, and she was struggling with all her might.


    However, she was utterly incapable of fighting back given her strength. A cloth was ced over her


    mouth and nose, making her feel dizzy before she lost


    consciousnesspletely.

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    Chapter 76 He Sold Her Off


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    A bucket of ice-cold water was poured all over her face. Deirdre jumped, her eyes. opening wide from


    shock.


    She realized she could not move. Her limbs were tied.


    The woman who had woken her up scanned her. Disgust was dripping from her words. ¡°Eew, what the


    hell? It¡¯s bad enough that she looks like a horror movie-she¡¯s way too skinny and frail to even satisfy a


    customer! I swear, Mr. Brighthall is unbelievable.¡±


    Her subordinate was quick to appease her. ¡°Well, it¡¯s more about doing Mr. Brighthall a favor, right?


    You know he¡¯s gonna remember this and repay you with lots of goodies in the future, Madam Rouge!¡±


    ¡°Pfft. A favor. I¡¯d love to do him a favor, but God! This b*tch can¡¯t even attract a man in heat,¡± Madam


    Rouge sneered. Pinching a cigarette between her fingers, she strutted toward Deirdre and frowned.


    ¡°Holy sh*t. Hell, no! This b*tch is blind!¡±


    Deirdre felt a chill crawling up her spine. So Brendan¡­ was the one behind this?


    Had he finally grown sick of her, after all? He had grown weary of her-and yet that sadistic madman


    would not forgive himself if he ever let her go in peace, so he had. arranged one of the cruelest tortures


    he coulde up with and put her through it.


    He had sold her off to a brothel, had he not?


    Just how much did he hate her? How immense was his hatred? How much would a man have to hate a


    woman to devise something so¡­ inhumane?!


    Deidre wept bitterly. She bit her lips so hard that she could taste blood.


    Madam Rouge crouched, examining her even more closely. Then, suddenly, she began to grab her


    clothing and yanked it away.


    ¡°W-What are you doing?!¡± Deirdre cried out, feeling rmed. She writhed despite her bondage until


    finally, she nted a foot on Madam Rouge¡¯s body.


    The woman yelped, but it was more out of shock than pain. It did not hurt, but the move stained her


    dress-an act that infuriated Madam Rouge. She shot a nce at her subordinates


    They lunged, each grabbing a bit of Deirdre¡¯s hair before pping her across the face Deirdre thought


    she was going to faint from the pain alone.


    Seeing her suffer due to her transgression relieved Madam Rouge of her initial rage.¡±


    Enough, enough! Can¡¯t go overboard and kill her ¡¯cause you know the only value she has left when it


    comes to this job is the fact that she¡¯s still got a pulse,¡± she said, waving her hand dismissively.


    ¡°Though, I gotta admit, she¡¯s got the right voice. I bet. our clients would love to hear her moan¡­ Come


    on, doll her up. ce a mask over her face, for the love of God. Those third-rate, poor-*ss idiots will


    probably love her enough, so I guess I¡¯ll take her.


    ¡°You better tell Mr. Brighthall that I ept his offer and I¡¯m counting on him to return the favor in the


    future.¡±


    ¡°Definitely, ma¡¯am! Definitely.¡±


    ¡°Get her to change.¡±


    Deirdre was drifting in and out of consciousness, and yet she managed to hear every word of their


    exchange. Tears welled up in her eyes and rolled down her sore cheeks, eliciting a sort of searing pain,


    as though she was being whipped.


    They did not just change her-they drugged her. Robbed her of any control over her own body, then left


    her on a bed, limp and helpless.


    Like food waiting to be devoured.


    A few moments passed before Deirdre heard the door opening. A man with a suffocating odor


    staggered into the room, unable to take even a few steps without a couple of hups.


    ¡°Oh, little miss sunshine! You can¡¯t wait to have fun, can you?¡± he cooed. ¡°Just look at you, writhing like


    sin incarnate! Don¡¯t fret, help is on the way! Big, hard help!¡±


    The man was restless. Deirdre trembled and bit her lips as hard as she could to salvage her steadily


    slipping sense. ¡°Get away from me!¡±


    The drug had neutered her indignance. Her words were slurred, the force of her waned, and her defiant


    cry came out as a purr.


    rage


    The man¡¯s lust erupted, and he felt his entire body swelling with blood. ¡°F*ck, b*tch is ying hard to


    get! I¡¯m weak when ites to that sh*t, little canary!¡±


    He could not hold himself back any longer. The lingerie she was wearing was just too alluring¡­


    Feeling the man¡¯s hand on her body disgusted her, and yet the drug had effectively taken control of her


    She dug her nails into her palms, using the pain to wrestle some control over herself, and slurred with


    difficulty, ¡°M-My m-m-mask¡­


    The man looked at her groggily. He leaned closely, making Deirdre gag with his breath. ¡°What was that,


    little canary?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s lips were bleeding from her own bite. ¡°T-Take it off¡­¡±

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    Chapter 77 Not You! I Don¡¯t Want You!


    The man¡¯s eyes zed at the suggestion, but in the blink of an eye, his hesitation stopped him.


    ¡°Madame Rouge told me to never take it off, sweetheart¡­¡±


    ¡°I-It¡¯s¡­ okay¡­ Take it off¡­ K-K-Kiss me¡­¡± Deirdre was slurring through a bloody foam. Her voice was


    quivering, and to the ears of a red-blooded man in mes, it was as if she was mewing in wee.


    She had such a mellifluous voice. A lithe body so fine that her appearance must surely reflect this even


    if she did not look like a literal goddess.


    Besides, the mask was starting to get in his way. How could anyone enjoy this without seeing the face


    a woman made?


    He yanked the mask away from Deirdre¡¯s face without any reservations. ¡°Herees the sun,


    princess!¡±


    His gleeful eyes fell upon her visage. The light in the hotel room, dim as it was, hid nothing.


    He realized he had been lusting after the face of a freak. Her features, in turn, were seared into his


    eyes.


    The man cried out and jerked away, losing control of his bnce and crashing down from the bed.


    ¡°What the f*ck?! What the f******ck?!¡±


    Any desire he had felt was gone. Instead, his blood was boiling with indignance.¡± What the f*ck?! Is this


    some kind of twisted f*cking joke?! How the f*ck did


    any of them think anyone deserved to bang this freak?! F*ck! I could have slept with it! And if I had, I


    sure as hell would have never slept a wink again for the rest of my life! F**** ck¡­ God, argh! I ain¡¯t


    standing for this sh*t! They are gonna hear it from me-you better not go anywhere, b*tch!¡±


    The man snatched up his phone and stormed over to the balcony. Then, his battle with Madam Rouge


    began.


    Deirdre seized this chance and felt around for the bedside shelf. She took a small trinket and held it in


    her hand, balling her fist. Its sharp edges dug into her skin, and she used the pain to inch her way out


    of bed and crawl toward the door. She opened it and bolted out with all her might.


    She was losing her senses fast. The drug was overpowering her until even her self- inflicted pain


    ebbed and gave away. She lurched with difficulty until, suddenly, she crashed into a man¡¯s chest.


    Something inside of her was threatening to burst out of her skin and eat her alive.


    She wept. Hanging her head, she begged in a voice thick with tears, ¡°H-Help me¡­ Help me, please¡­¡±


    ¡°M-Miss McKinnon?!¡±


    Every fiber in Sam¡¯s body froze. He dared not move. Hell, he did not even know where toy his hands.


    There was another man with him-a presence so domineering that Deirdre felt him before he spoke.


    That presence loomed close, its eyes boring straight through her. Brendan was there to see it when it


    happened. He saw Deirdre bolting out of a hotel room. Saw her throw herself into Sam¡¯s arms. Saw the


    crazed look on her face, one twisted by hunger. Saw her beg Sam for ¡°help¡±.


    All this after what he had done.


    He had been searching for Deirdre the entire day in his car like a man possessed. He had exhausted


    his extensive web of contacts. He had not slept at all. He had been worried sick about what could have


    happened to her. What if the world bullied her because she was blind?


    Brendan had onlye inside the hotel because it was pouring out there and he needed to get


    changed. That was when he had seen the same woman whose missing whereabouts had gnawed at


    his mind for hours staggering out of a room and putting her arms around Sam in that¡­ immodest


    lingerie!


    It was infuriatingly immodest lingerie too. Brendan¡¯s ire skyrocketed so much that he was close to being


    homicidal. He grabbed hold of her wrists like a python constricting around its prey and pulled her into


    him with the gentleness of a savage.


    Then, he bound her waist with his arm, squeezing. His ck eyes threw daggers at her blind ones.


    ¡°F*ck you, Deirdre McKinnon! I¡¯ve been f*cking running in this downpour the whole night just looking for


    you! When the cops called me and told me about this¡­ this unidentified corpse they found, I thought it


    was you. All this distress. and yet, this whole time, you have been loitering around in a hotel, f*cking


    men- hunting for them in that getup! Unbelievable-you f*cking nympho! You can¡¯t get through a day


    without feeling a d*ck screwing you, can you?!¡±


    Sam¡¯s heart skipped a beat ¡°Mr. Brighthall, please calm down! Miss McKinnon couldn¡¯t have possibly


    come here alone-she didn¡¯t have any money on her. Listen, someone else must have brought her


    here!¡±


    The point of his rebuttal was to remind his apoplectic boss that Deirdre might have gotten there through


    deception Unfortunately, Brendan¡¯s fury had stripped the man


    of reason. He immediately reacted by cing Deirdre in a chokehold, shouting, ¡°Who is he? Who


    brought you here?!¡±


    Deirdre could not breathe. Amid the chaos, however, she recognized the scent of her livid assant.


    Every fiber in her body was repulsed. Disgusted. The chorus of rejection that


    followed was instinctive.


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    Chapter 78 Anyone but You


    Brendan¡¯s mien turned stormy. He espied a bucket of water next to a mop nearby and poured it all over


    Deirdre¡¯s face.


    The chill woke Deirdre from her drug-induced stupor. Her newfound sobriety was met with more abuse.


    ¡°Are you awake now, you rabid b*tch?! I¡¯m your husband! Who else could you possibly want other than


    me?! Are you really the kind of cheap slut who can¡¯t help but spread her legs for anyone with a dick as


    long as he¡¯s nice?¡±


    ¡®Your husband?¡¯


    Deirdre¡¯s eyes welled up. She wanted tough. For two long years, she had suffered because of this


    stupid title, and what had she gotten in return? This arduous,


    inescapable hell. This promation had ceased bringing her joy. Now, it was simply a dog whistle for


    terror.


    ¡°Yes! I am that kind of cheap slut! I¡¯ll let any man screw me! Anyone at all!¡± Her knees were wobbling,


    but she willed herself to stand firm. ¡°Anyone except you, Brendan Brighthall.¡±


    ¡°How dare you!¡± he howled before he raised his hand.


    Deirdre could feel the breeze of his motion. She then closed her eyes and waited.


    It never came.


    ¡°Be as hysterical as you want, but you should know better than to test my f*cking limits, Deirdre!¡±


    Brendan snarled through his teeth. ¡°Onest chance. If I hear something like thising out of your


    mouth again, Deirdre McKinnon, I swear¡­ You¡¯ll never step out of your room in your life. You¡¯ll never


    get the chance to see another man.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s face paled.


    Suddenly, she heard the sound of a door being yanked open.


    A topless man with a visibly rotund belly walked in. He seemed to be searching the hallway frantically.


    When he saw Deirdre, he sighed in relief and remarked, ¡°How did my b*tch get over there? You scared


    the sh*t out of me, sweetheart-I thought you left! C¡¯mere!¡±


    His fingers closed around Deirdre¡¯s arm, his features twisting in contempt as if he was reluctant to go


    through with his business. ¡°Urgh, am I gonna say no just because she looks like sh*t? Hell no Gotta get


    my end of the bargain, and that is that! As long as she f*cks good, right? Can¡¯tin either since I


    got her for such


    a low price.¡±


    He hardly had the time to pull when another handnded on his own. Startled, the man lifted his head.


    He was too inebriated to see the stranger¡¯s face, but he could tell it was probably a man.


    This bewildered him. Another man was fighting him for¡­ this?! ¡°Hey, what¡¯s the big idea, man? You in


    love with this freak or something? I don¡¯t know how to tell you this nicely, but back the f*ck off. I already


    paid to screw her. It was just 8 dors, I know, but a deal is a damn deal, bucko. If you want her, wait


    for your turn-¡±


    Smack!


    Brendan, who was seeing red, swung a fist straight at the man¡¯s face. While


    everyone else froze, feeling stupefied, he lunged and followed up with a barrage until the man was


    screaming for mercy while sputtering out the blood coursing through. his nose.


    Deirdre fell to the floor in despair. Despite the chaos around her, all she could focus on was the


    unyielding fire coursing through her veins. Breathing was so hard¡­


    Eyes red, she grabbed another bodyguard by the hem of his pants. She was dying. inside.


    ¡°H-Help me¡­¡±


    Brendan had just finished fixing the drunken man¡¯s lust when he turned to see her begging like this. It


    was as if she had given up on her dignity and self-respect! Any man could feel her up! She did not even


    care that the man he had beaten up had treated her like a prostitute!


    And that drunken piece of sh*t had walked out of the same room she had. He was topless too!


    Had something happened between them?! Had they f*cked?


    Had they f*cked?!


    Brendan felt like his head was on the verge of eruption. His mind kept racing to thoughts-all sorts of


    sh*tty, infuriating goddamned thoughts about what could have happened between them while they


    were in that hotel room. God, he felt like killing this piece of sh*t! He felt like locking Deirdre in a room


    where she would be his trophy and treasure, where absolutely no other man in the world could ever


    see her!


    He stormed toward Deirdre and yanked her up from the floor before pinning her to the wall brutishly.


    ¡°You tell me right now, McKinnon. Did that *sshole touch you?!¡±


    The force and the subsequent chill spreading from the tile behind her back pulled


    Deirdre out of her trance a little. She opened her eyes to pitch-ck darkness, but she could almost


    see the tangible fury breathing down her face.


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    Her heart went cold, and the corner of her lips curved. She smiled, but tears rolled out of her eyes.


    ¡°Yes,¡± she replied mockingly. ¡°I came out of the room after it was done. Are you interested too, Mr.


    Brighthall? Tough luck. I¡¯ll let literally every man under the sun y with me¡­ except you.¡±

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    Chapter 79 He Didn¡¯t Touch You¡­ After All?


    Brendan¡¯s temper reached its boiling point. His grip around Deirdre¡¯s wrist tightened like a mp


    intended to grind human bones. Fire was burning in his eyes, and if homicide was legal, Deirdre would


    be dead right there and then.


    ¡°Congrattions. You¡¯ve really pissed me off!¡±


    Pain drained the color from Deirdre¡¯s face. Before she even knew what was happening, Brendan had


    forcibly trawled her away despite her fumbling, staggering footsteps. He lugged her all the way to his


    hotel room and chucked her against the bathroom floor.


    There was not enough time for the pain to subside. Deirdre had barely opened her eyes when chilling


    water from the showerhead above poured mercilessly over her.


    The cold was biting, and Deirdre trembled. ¡°Stop! Brendan, stop!¡±


    ¡°Stop? Stop?!¡± he scoffed. Instead of honoring her plea, he lifted her head up so he could spray even


    more water over her head and body. ¡°How else am I gonna cleanse. you of your filth, you wh*re? The


    last thing I want is smelling that drunken *sshole¡¯s stench on you!¡±


    Filth? Deirdre closed her eyes in agreement. Yes, she was stained with filth. His filth.


    Herck of rebuttal only pushed Brendan¡¯s buttons even harder. Holding the showerhead, he began to


    tear Deirdre¡¯s lingerie away from her.


    rmed, she finally reacted by putting up a struggle. ¡°No! Brendan, stop!¡±


    ¡°No?! You¡¯re already a wh*re, Deirdre! You f*cked that man for 8 dors-yet you have the audacity to


    act like some celibate nun around me?! Spare me that bullsh*t! You¡¯re just a f*cking c*nt no matter how


    much you want to pretend otherwise!¡±


    He ignored whatever weak protest she mustered and tore open her skirt. She was immediately


    exposed.


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    There were no stains. No marks. Not even a sign one would expect from someone who just had sex.


    There was nothing there.


    He froze. His heart was beating erratically, and he threw the showerhead away and examined her even


    more closely. He already knew where and what to look for.


    But there was nothing.


    ¡°He didn¡¯t¡­ The two of you¡­ It didn¡¯t happen?!¡± He gasped.


    Deirdre was lying on her back against the chiling bathroom tiles. It felt like she was lying inside a casket


    of ice. It was so cold that her eyshes were quivering, and she could not form a single cohesive


    sentence.


    Brendan was happy. Then, he was angry again. ¡°What the f*ck?! You-why the f*ck. did you troll me?!¡±


    He cackled. ¡°He didn¡¯t touch you after all! He didn¡¯t f*cking touch you! Why didn¡¯t you just f*cking say


    so?!¡±


    Tears rolled from the corner of Deirdre¡¯s eyes.


    Then, suddenly, an acute drill of agony borrowed within her abdomen. Pain spasms seized her, twisting


    her features, and she curled inward uncontrobly.¡±


    Argghhhhhh!¡±


    ¡°Deirdre?¡­ D-D-Deirdre!¡±


    Brendan was rmed. He threw his arms around her and held her tightly.


    Her skin was as cold as a corpse¡¯s.


    Panic flooded him like a sudden wave. He carried her to the bed and wrapped her in a bedsheet as


    tears of agony marred her face. She was breaking out in so much cold sweat that her body was rioting


    violently against her senses.


    Brendan was terrified. ¡°No! S-Stick with me, Deirdre! Stick with me! I¡¯m taking you to the hospital!¡±


    Her ears were ringing from the pain, so she could not hear him at all.


    He burst out of the door at once.


    His three bodyguards were smoking outside. Sam, in particr, had an overcast face. He was stunned


    to see Brendan carrying Deirdre -whose pained expression was stricken with tears-out of the room, but


    he straightened himself from the wall in a millisecond. ¡°Mr. Brighthall!¡±


    ¡°Get the car! She¡¯s in danger-get the car right now!¡±


    Sam paused a little before hurrying over to the car. He took the driver¡¯s seat, and the car torpedoed


    straight toward the closest hospital.


    Deirdre was wheeled into the ER immediately. Brendan was left standing by the door, unreactive save


    for his trembling fingertips. He had felt it. He had felt the warmth in her body slipping away with each


    painstaking second.


    He was cast down into an abyss of feckless, helpless, confused panic. He could feel it-her life was


    being drained out of her body as though an unstoppable force from above was reaping a sou!


    What the f*ck had he done?!


    Why did she have to lie to him when nothing had happened?


    Did she hate him that much?


    Did he repel her that much?


    But why? She had been nothing like this back then!


    She had been so different back then.

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    Chapter 80 A Curse That Keeps on Haunting


    Brendan¡¯s other two bodyguards stood behind Sam. They clearly had their own opinions about the


    entire incident, but even they knew better than to speak loudly


    between themselves.


    ¡°What the hell has been up with Mr. Brighthalltely, man? He¡¯s been acting like he lost his soul and his


    will to live just because a blind *ss woman went missing,¡± one of them whispered. He was wearing a


    look that was not subtle by any means. ¡°Your don¡¯t think¡­ he¡¯s fallen in love with that freak, do you?¡±


    ¡°Bro, you¡¯re really acting like this couldn¡¯t just be the concern and worry of a decent human being,¡± the


    other man replied ¡°Come on, man Mr. Brighthall and that freak? It¡¯d be like an elf prince marrying an


    ogress, bro! Hell, I bet there are ogresses who are even more pleasing to the eye. She looks like a pile


    of shi-¡±


    ¡°Shut uuuuuuup!¡± Sam suddenly snapped, shattering his self-imposed silence.


    His eyes were wild with fury. It was genuinely unsettling to see someone famous for being


    approachable and cordial in such a state, so the two bodyguards immediately


    shut their mouths.


    Sam crouched. He could not get the mental image of a weeping Deirdre out of his mind. His fingers ran


    through his hair brutishly in frustration. At first, his only feelings. for Deirdre a sad, blind woman who


    had gone through terrible trauma that had ended with her face ruined-had been sympathy. But so many


    ordeals had kept happening to her, so even his first impression had be obsolete. She was turning


    into the bedeviled main character of a ssic tragedy.


    And the way Mr. Brighthall regarded her! It was just so¡­ conflicting! He clearly cared a lot about her,


    and yet none of that tranted into kindness when he spoke. He was all insults and put-downs. Then


    again, there was the way Mr. Brighthall, a self- proimed rationalist, had immediately gone ballistic at


    Deirdre¡¯s apparent provocation. How could he be dense enough not to see her obviously egging him


    on? How could he then act with such hysterics that¡­ this had happened?


    Sam sighed.


    The crowd waited for hours. Finally, the light outside the ER room shed green. As Deirdre was


    wheeled to a ward, Brendan hurried over to the operating doctor. ¡°How is she?¡±


    It was one of the nurses who answered him, ¡°How is she? Maybe I should be asking you! You¡¯re her


    family, right? Did you know she consumed a very strong drug that did


    a number on her body? Or that she waster drenched in freezing water in that state? Her body could


    not withstand the torment and she almost died!¡± She frowned, looking irate. ¡°I have never seen anyone


    so broken at such a young age in my life, sir. If whatever abuse she¡¯s enduring keeps up, I don¡¯t


    believe she¡¯ll survive next time!¡±


    Brendan¡¯s face was as white as a sheet. He could not help stopping the nurse from walking away.


    ¡°Wait! What do you mean she consumed ¡®a very strong drug¡±?¡±


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    ¡°I mean a very powerful aphrodisiac, sir. The sort that could cause real damage to the body. She


    wouldn¡¯t even have been sent to the ER if it weren¡¯t for that.¡±


    Brendan¡¯s mind went nk. Was that why? Was that why she had thrown herself at any man who had


    come her way? It was not because she was a wh*re or-


    God. Oh, God.


    He clenched his fists. His chest suddenly hurt.


    What had he done?!


    ¡°Sam.¡± He took a deep breath and closed his eyes. When he opened them, his ck pupils reflected


    the intention of a man braying for blood. ¡°I want you to look into that drunk client she was with. I want


    you to find out who drugged Deirdre and make them disappear.¡±


    ¡°Understood.¡±


    Brendan returned to the old mansion by himself that night. Although it was already in the wee hours of


    the morning, he could see lights from the windows.


    He pushed open the door to the living room and found both Charlene and Madame Brighthall there.


    The air stiffened. Charlene managed to summon joy to her face while running up to Brendan.


    ¡°Wee home, Bren!¡±


    He harrumphed coldly and removed his wet coat.


    Charlene bit her lip a little and added, ¡°Well? It¡¯s been close to two days. Did you find out where Miss


    McKinnon was?¡±


    Brendan clenched his hands. ¡°I did.¡±


    ¡°Oh, that¡¯s great news!¡± Charlene¡¯s cry of joy beguiled the fact that she was smiling through gritted


    teeth. How could that b*tch have been found so soon? Goddamn it, those people had one job, and they


    had managed to trip over it?!


    Urgh, this b*tch was a curse that kept on haunting her!


    Madame Brighthall had been quiet, but hearing about Deirdre being safe made her let out a sigh. Her


    relief was short-lived, as her expression darkened, and she looked


    up at Brendan. ¡°Well, then. Now that Miss McKinnon has been found, surely it¡¯s not


    unfair to ask for a conversation between a mother and her son. Right?¡±

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    Chapter 81 I Owe Her This Much


    Brendan was not going to shy away from a hard conversation. He stepped closer to Madame Brighthall


    and said, ¡°Do you know what happened to her?¡±


    It took all his willpower to suppress his rage. ¡°By the time I found her, she was drugged and set up to


    be raped under the influence! The aphrodisiac they used on her damaged her body enough that her life


    is hanging by a thread. She just came out of the ER, but she¡¯s still unconscious!¡±


    ¡°What?!¡± Madame Brighthall cried in disbelief. She then leaped to her feet. ¡°How did that even-? No,


    who wouldmit such an atrocity in this age and society? It¡¯s barbaric!¡±


    He took a deep breath. ¡°Just because you¡¯re blissfully unaware of it, it doesn¡¯t mean cruelty has ceased


    to exist.¡±


    Madame Brighthall furrowed her eyebrows. ¡°Oh, so this is you looking for someone to crucify, isn¡¯t it?


    And to you, I happen to be the one who caused all of this, right?¡± she retorted. ¡°As if that woman wasn¡¯t


    the one who drove a wrench into Lena¡¯s and your rtionship! As if she wasn¡¯t the one who broke


    Lena¡¯s leg! What kind of attitude do you demand I assume when facing someone like that, huh? Am I


    supposed to kiss the back of her hand? Curtsy? Arrange for someone to buy her a luxury house and


    hire a retinue of live-in nurses after seeing her off?¡±


    Brendan suddenly felt really tired. ¡°There¡¯s something you need to know, Mom. The truth is, Deirdre is


    actually the one you-¡±


    ¡°B-Bren!¡± Charlene blurted out in a panic, her voice shaking. What was he nning to do-tell Madame


    Brighthall the truth about those two years of marriage?


    Had he


    gone mad?! Did it not ur to him just what sort of peril he would put her in


    with these¡­ insane actions?!


    Charlene pushed all of her terror to the back of her mind. Outwardly, she feigned dejection. ¡°If you¡¯re


    looking for someone to me, Bren, me it on me, okay? It was my fault for not stopping Miss


    McKinnon when I should have. It was all my fault. I shouldn¡¯t havee between the two of you!¡±


    ¡°Oh, Lena, you poor thing! Stop it, this isn¡¯t your fault,¡± Madame Brighthall cooed, sounding


    heartbroken. She turned back to Brendan and shot him a re. ¡°Fine! I¡¯ll take the me for what


    happened to Miss McKinnon. But does that absolve you of your vices, hmm?


    ¡°Must I remind you what happened back then? Lena saved you from the fire. I


    thought marypensation was enough, but you were the one who wanted more. You brought


    Lena to my house for two years in an attempt to move me-to make me ept her. And then I did. I


    gave my blessing and treated Lena as my daughter-inw¡­


    ¡°And then what happened? You just had to take after your deadbeat father! Do you remember that he


    abandoned his wife and son? Do you remember that he spent his time with all kinds of women out


    there?!¡±


    Madame Brighthall had always been graceful and poised, but the ws of her deepest wound cracked


    herposure. She began to shake.


    Brendan was genuinely weary now. ¡°There¡¯s nothing wrong with me and Lena, mom,¡± he said with a


    sigh. ¡°There are no cracks to stress over because it¡¯s


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    impossible to break us apart.¡±


    ¡°Well, if you value what you have so much, then break up with Miss McKinnon and never see her


    again!¡±


    ¡°No way!¡± Brendan retorted.


    Charlene and Madame Brighthall were stunned. Even Brendan himself was shocked. by his own


    response-it hade out of him before he had consciously known he was about to say it. He had not


    even known he had been about to object.


    But he knew there was only one thing on his mind. Deirdre could not leave him-both because she was


    incapable of it and because he would never let her. All she had done was go missing for a day and the


    world had immediately preyed on her, drugging and tormenting her until she had almost died. If he


    abandoned Deirdre¡­ If he abandoned her¡­.


    Her life would be doomed.


    ¡°You wretched¡­¡± Madame Brighthall was so mad that her temple was hurting. ¡°How dare you? I am


    your mother! Is this a deration of defiance?¡±


    ¡°It is,¡± Brendan replied, seeming unfazed. ¡°Did you know that she¡¯s blind? She wasn¡¯t born that way,


    Mom. She went blind because of me. Your son! I owe her. She has nothing left of her own-no family, no


    friends. If I leave her, she will die.


    ¡°Aren¡¯t you the one who taught me the concept of sin and redemption? This is my redemption, Mom. I


    am doing all I can to pay back what I owe her. If I abandon her now, then I¡¯ll be besmirching the entire


    Brighthall family¡¯s reputation!¡±


    His moral rebuttal choked a few words out of his mother. ¡°Lord, do you really think I can¡¯t tell when


    you¡¯re spouting nonsense, Brendan?! Even if you¡¯re the one who caused her blindness, you could have


    nurse! All that is well within our financial capabilities! What you didn¡¯t have to do is make her stay with


    you! How the hell are you going to hand-wave that away, huh?!¡±

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    Chapter 82 It Was Her Choice to Leave


    Brendan clenched his fists tightly and replied word for word, ¡°She needs me.¡± In fact, Brendan felt guilty


    and rather unconfident when he said it.


    Deirdre had indeed needed Brendan in the past. Whenever she¡¯d waited a long time for him toe


    back, she would make several calls to inquire and reluctantly hung up the phone when she learned that


    Brendan was getting annoyed.


    However, Deirdre would now leave whenever she wanted. When she had been drugged, she hadn¡¯t


    even begged for his help but someone else¡¯s.


    An irreversible change had indeed taken ce between Deirdre and Brendan, which made Brendan


    feel uneasy.


    ¡°You¡¯re too obsessed with her!¡±


    Madame Brighthall felt dizzy. Charlene was dumbfounded for a moment before she recollected herself


    and supported Madame Brighthall. ¡°Madame, are you alright?¡±


    Charlene turned to Brendan and said, ¡°Brendan, stop it. Can you please get out? You know your


    mother isn¡¯t in good health. Don¡¯t you make her go to the hospital again.¡±


    Charlene felt uneasy after making this request. Brendan had always been worried about Madame


    Brighthall¡¯s thoughts, but he had resisted this time just for Deirdre. Hence, she was now unsure of who


    Deirdre was to Brendan.


    Brendan lowered his eyes. ¡°I¡¯ll get out and stand by the gate until morning as a means of self-


    punishment. However, I¡¯m not changing my mind. Mother, since you aren¡¯t feeling well, please refrain


    from worrying about what¡¯s happening between us.¡±


    Following that, Brendan went out.


    Meanwhile, Charlene assisted Madame Brighthall into the room. When they looked down from the


    second floor, they saw Brendan standing still at the gate. Even the biting cold wind failed to waver his


    determination.


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    Did he have to do this for the sake of Deirdre?


    Charlene was afraid. She had thought what she had done would make Deirdre disappear from


    Brendan¡¯s life. However, it seemed that the situation hadn¡¯t gone her way.


    Charlene went downstairs and walked over to Brendan with a coat.


    ¡°Brendan, the weather is too cold and your clothes are still wet. Do wear this coat so you don¡¯t get sick.


    Otherwise, I¡¯ll be sad,¡± said Charlene as she put on the coat for


    him.


    Brendan suddenly took Charlene¡¯s hand and asked, ¡°How did mother know that your leg was injured by


    Deirdre? Did you tell her?¡±


    When Charlene saw his ck, unfathomable eyes, she panicked. At the time, she had thought


    Brendan didn¡¯t mind, as Brendan had paid no attention to it.


    ¡°T-That¡¯s because¡­¡± Charlene¡¯s eyes turned red, as she found it rather difficult to answer. ¡°Brendan,


    do you really want me to tell you?¡±


    ¡°Just tell me.¡±


    ¡°It was Ms. McKinnon who told Madame.¡± Charlene pursed her lips, and her eyes reddened. ¡°I didn¡¯t


    understand what Ms. McKinnon was up to either. Madame didn¡¯t mean to kick her out of the house.


    She only asked what it would take for Ms. McKinnon to leave you. Ms. McKinnon replied that she


    wanted to leave as soon as possible, but madame refused. Madame wanted her to wait for your


    arrangements, and that was when Ms. McKinnon suddenly mentioned my leg injury!¡±


    Charlene looked as though she found the incident incredible. ¡°I was stunned at the time. When


    Madame heard that Ms. McKinnon was the person who injured my leg, of course she was so furious


    that she kicked her out. Now that I think back on it, somewhat understood Ms. McKinnon¡¯s intention at


    the time. Perhaps she was trying to take this opportunity to leave the vi forever and go find Mr.


    Sterling?¡±


    Boom-


    Charlene¡¯s remark immediately caused Brendan¡¯s pupils to constrict. His hands clenched tight, his


    eyes turned ice-cold, his ears began buzzing, and his mind was filled with Charlene¡¯s words.


    ¡®It was Ms. McKinnon who told Madame.¡±


    Ms. McKinnon replied that she wanted to leave as soon as possible.¡±


    ¡®Perhaps she was trying to take this opportunity to leave the vi forever and go find Mr Sterling?


    Had it actually been Deirdre¡¯s choice to leave? Anyway, if she had been unwilling to leave, how could


    Madame Brighthall have forced a person with a disability out of the house? This wasn¡¯t like Madame


    Brighthall after all

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    Chapter 83 Did It Hit Him That Hard?


    The moment when Deidre had been forced to get out, she must have been thrilled to finally leave


    Brendan and privately go back to Sterling


    However, before Deirdre could even reach Sterling, she had been abducted into an illegal industry.


    Brendan wanted tough, but his chest felt stuffy and painful Regardless of how strong the wind was, it


    wasn¡¯t as cold as the chill in his heart.


    Brendan¡¯s lips quivered in anger, and rage churned inside of him, trying to crush him. down.


    ¡°Brendan? Are you alright?¡± Charlene didn¡¯t feel good while looking at Brendan She


    wondered whether Deirdre¡¯s intention to leave had hit him that hard?


    ¡°Yes, I¡¯m good.¡± Brendan closed his eyes with a quiver After a while, when he reopened his eyes, the


    sentiment in them had disappeared It had been reced with his usual indifference and an


    affectionless gaze. ¡°Go back. It¡¯s cold out here. You don¡¯t want to get sick.¡±


    you.¡±


    ¡°Would you like to go back with me?¡± Charlene felt his warmth and was assured that Brendan still


    cared for her. Hence, she couldn¡¯t help but ask tentatively. ¡°Since Ms. McKinnon insists on leaving, why


    don¡¯t you just let her go? You only owe Ms. McKinnon a pair of eyes at most. But why would you torture


    yourself when she doesn¡¯t appreciate your kindness? You still have me here, and I¡¯m waiting for


    As Charlene said this, she blushed and held on to Brendan. ¡°I¡¯ll never leave you.¡±


    Perhaps Brendan had been in the cold wind for too long and it had dulled his brain. The moment


    Charlene softly proimed this, his mind was filled with Deirdre instead.


    Deirdre used to proim the same thing. Now, she wanted to leave Brendan for the sake of Sterling


    Muller. How could her love be so cheap!


    ¡°Just go back.¡± Brendan didn¡¯t give her a direct response. ¡°I won¡¯t break the promise I¡¯ve made to my


    mother.¡±


    ¡°Bren¡­¡±


    ¡°Go back.¡±


    Because Brendan spoke in a t tone, this was an irrefutable demand.


    Charlene¡¯s expression became stiff. ¡°I-I¡¯ll go back into the house to persuade Madame. Do take care of


    yourself.¡±


    ¡°Sure.¡±


    When Deirdre opened her eyes, she smelled a familiar smell of disinfectant. She mocked herself for


    being back in the hospital again.


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    During this period of time, the number of times she had been hospitalized was the biggest in her entire


    life.


    ¡°Ms. McKinnon, you¡¯re awake?¡± Sam had been sitting on the sofa, dozing off. However, when he heard


    Deirdre¡¯s movement, he got up and hurriedly asked, ¡°Are you hungry or thirsty? Would you like to have


    some water?¡±


    ¡°Please get me a ss of water. Thank you.¡±


    ¡°Sure!¡± Sam poured a ss of water and handed it over to Deirdre.


    Deirdre drank half of the ss calmly, showing no sign of a breakdown or grief.


    It was obvious that Deirdre had been sent to the hospital because she had been drugged and almost


    raped, then stimted by Brendan with cold water.


    Sam didn¡¯t feel good on Deirdre¡¯s behalf. Hence, he couldn¡¯t help initiating a conversation, trying to


    comfort Deirdre. ¡°Err, the gang that kidnapped you has been caught and is now at the police station. A


    jail term will follow soon. Ms. McKinnon, don¡¯t worry. Sir has said that anyone who messes with you


    won¡¯t meet a good end!¡±


    Deirdre froze, appearing startled for a moment before she looked at Sam andughed.


    Sam scratched his head awkwardly. ¡°Ms. McKinnon, what are youughing at?¡±


    Deirdreughed at Sam¡¯s notion that anyone who messed with her wouldn¡¯t meet a good end. She


    wondered if Brendan should be doomed in that case.


    Did Brendan not know that she knew who the culprit behind yesterday¡¯s events was? Other than


    Brendan, who else would go this far to abduct an ugly blind woman and make her a prostitute? She


    suspected that Brendan was furious because she had almost died.


    How could Brendan allow his ¡®pet¡¯ to die before he¡¯d had enough fun?

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    Chapter 84 Don¡¯t Force Me to Get Angry


    ¡°I¡¯d like to rest some more.¡±


    Deirdre avoided answering. Sam understood clearly. Hence, he nodded, said a few words, and went


    out.


    Right after the door closed behind Sam, he saw Brendan, who was wearing a coat,ing out of the


    elevator. Brendan was still wearing yesterday¡¯s clothes, his face looked extremely tired, and it was


    apanied by an abnormal flush, as if he was ill. Sam hurriedly paced toward Brendan and greeted


    him. ¡°Mr. Brighthall.¡±


    ¡°Has Deirdre woken up?¡±


    ¡°Yes, she just woke up.¡±


    As Brendan was about to enter the room, Sam asked, ¡°Mr. Brighthall? Did you not rest well? You seem


    ill. How about you consult the doctor first?¡±


    ¡°No worries.¡± Brendan frowned heavily. ¡°I¡¯ll take a look at Deirdre.¡±


    Brendan pushed open the door and saw Deirdre, who had closed her eyes but whose eyshes were


    still trembling. Then, Brendan closed the door behind him.


    ¡°Are you asleep?¡±


    Brendan asked even though he knew Deirdre was still awake. His fatigue was a result of two sleepless


    nights, in addition to the biting cold breeze of the autumn evening that had made him sick. Step by


    step, he paced toward the edge of the bed, took off his coat, lifted the quilt, and went straight to bed.


    Because of the narrow single bed, Brendan had to hold Deirdre in his arms. For reasons unknown, he


    felt total peace at that moment.


    Deirdre froze and her heartbeat quickened.


    There was no gap between them. Deirdre¡¯s forehead rested on Brendan¡¯s chest, and her nose was


    filled with his smell.


    There was Charlene¡¯s smell on him as well.


    Deirdre shivered slightly as she wondered whether Brendan hade to her only after spending a


    night with Charlene. Who did he think she was?


    Deidre felt disgusted upon sensing the smell. She couldn¡¯t pretend she was sleeping anymore. She


    pushed away Brendan¡¯s hand and tried to get out of bed.


    Immediately, Brendan stared furiously at her with his ck, ferocious eyes.


    ¡°Deirdre McKinnon, anger is coiling in my stomach, but I¡¯m trying to repress it. Don¡¯t force me to burst


    from rage.¡±


    Brendan¡¯s voice was icy, and the threat in his voice was obvious.


    Deirdre had to stop moving. Her fingers curled tight into her palm.


    Anger was coiling in his stomach? Deirdre didn¡¯t understand why Brendan was enraged when she was


    the one who had almost died.


    Deirdre stubbornly wanted to get out of bed. Brendan wrapped her in his arms. irritably and said


    impatiently, ¡°Are you insisting on opposing me? Deirdre McKinnon, do you know how much I have done


    for your sake?¡±


    Deirdre wanted tough, thinking that she knew what Brendan meant. She knew Brendan had been


    trying his best to ruin, suppress, and mutte her until she


    became a blind woman despised by everyone.


    Deirdre felt disgusted again and turned her face away. It was this action of hers that provoked Brendan.


    He responded violently by pinching her face to force her to look up. ¡°How can you be so rude? Deirdre,


    I don¡¯t mind if you hate me, but can¡¯t you be at least grateful enough to say thank you?¡±


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    Deirdre clenched her fists. It took her a while before she asked, ¡°What have you done that I should be


    grateful for?¡±


    Brendan was furious. ¡°For your sake, I stood in the cold for a whole night so that my mother would


    ept you. Is that not enough?¡±


    Deirdre truly wanted tough. ¡°Brendan, please stop doing stuff that only moves you. Does it really


    matter whether your mother epts me?¡±


    ¡®After all, Madame Brighthall has always seen me as an unscrupulous third party.¡± Deirdre didn¡¯t voice


    thisst sentence because she didn¡¯t want Brendan to know that she was aggrieved. In fact, the


    iplete information Deirdre had provided led to Brendan misunderstanding.


    ¡°Yes, it does not matter indeed. You wish that my mother will not ept you so you can leave me


    righteously and go back to your Sterry, right?¡±

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    Chapter 85 Stop Doing Useless Things


    Brendan pinched Deirdre¡¯s face harder as rage soared in him. ¡®If she wants to leave, does she have to


    make it so straightforward?¡¯


    ¡°What¡¯s wrong with you?¡± Deirdre was feeling so much pain that tears dropped from her eyes.


    Meanwhile, she struggled hard to free herself.


    Brendan reacted by pushing Deirdre down on the bed while gripping her hands. His chest plopping, he


    growled, ¡°What¡¯s wrong with me? Deirdre McKinnon, do you know that if I hadn¡¯t just gone to the hotel


    to change clothes and met you, you would have. been raped by that old man?! How could you leave


    immediately when you were asked to? If you were to die, would you be damn happy because it would


    mean you¡¯d finally escape my control?¡±


    ¡°You¡¯re crazy¡­¡± Her eyes were red, and Deidre was truly disappointed that Brendan


    would me her for this.


    ¡°It¡¯s your mother who demanded that I leave! She said I¡¯m the third party destroying the rtionship


    between you and Charlene! Mr. Brighthall, I was not brazen enough to stay after she made it so clear!¡±


    ¡°And you left instantly? Why weren¡¯t you so obedient before me? Don¡¯t you know what you are like?¡±


    shouted Brendan hysterically. ¡°You won¡¯t survive even for a second after leaving me!¡±


    Deirdre felt that Brendan was impervious to reason. ¡°Let go of me!¡±


    ¡°You want me to let go of you so you¡¯ll have another reason to leave, right? If those people hadn¡¯t just


    kidnapped you, would you have been lying naked in Sterling¡¯s arms when I saw you?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s mind went nk. When she recollected herself, she desperately pulled her hands from


    Brendan¡¯s grip and pped him.


    ¡°Get out!¡±


    Deirdre had not tried to survive so Brendan could humiliate her. She had been humiliated a couple of


    times, but Brendan had actually involved Sterling this time


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    around.


    When his face was pped, Brendan lost his rationality. ¡°Get out? Deirdre, who are you to order me to


    get out?¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t! Brendan! You¡¯re crazy!¡±


    ¡°I¡¯ll show you who your man is!¡±


    Brendan cast a scorching re at Deirdre. It was as if he wanted to manipte Deirdre so she would


    merely stay within his line of sight.


    After a night of crying, Deirdre¡¯s tears had dried up. She stared nkly for a while before she regained


    her strength. Following that, she put on a coat and went out.


    Sam was just right outside the door. He felt awkward when he saw Deirdre and didn¡¯t know what to do


    with his hands. ¡°Ms. McKinnon¡­¡±


    Deirdre looked calm and collected. In fact, she had more of a numb expression on her face. She asked,


    ¡°Excuse me, can you please get me the morning-after pill? I promise I¡¯ll stay here while you¡¯re away.¡±


    ¡°Err¡­¡±


    Sam hesitated. It was not that he didn¡¯t want to agree to Deirdre¡¯s request, but Brendan wouldn¡¯t let


    Deirdre take the morning-after pill. Unless he wanted to get into trouble, he couldn¡¯t fulfill Deirdre¡¯s


    request.


    ¡°Is it inconvenient?¡±


    Sam looked troubled and suggested, ¡°What about you wait for Mr. Brighthall to wake up and get his


    permission? If he agrees, I¡¯ll get it for you immediately.¡±


    Deirdre revolted. ¡°Why must I wait for him to agree? Am I his possession?


    ¡°Do I have no human rights? Have I even lost the right to take the morning-after pill so that I won¡¯t get


    pregnant?!¡± Deirdre asked.


    Sam was rendered speechless.


    Her eyes were redder than usual, but Deirdre didn¡¯t shed any tears. Maybe her tears had dried up after


    so many long hours of crying. She said, ¡°I¡¯ll get it myself then!¡±


    Sam didn¡¯t stop Deirdre. However, Deirdre couldn¡¯t get the morning-after pill, even though she was in a


    big hospital.


    Deirdre understood clearly that Sam was the culprit behind it. Even though she was blind, she knew


    that Sam must have done a lot of things without her knowledge. Hence, none of the doctors and nurses


    would sell her the morning-after pill.


    Deirdre didn¡¯t want to give up. She made the decision to go to a pharmacy nearby instead. Sam


    couldn¡¯t help blocking her way. ¡°Ms. McKinnon, stop doing useless things. If Mr. Brighthall doesn¡¯t


    agree, you won¡¯t get what you want even if you try another city.¡±

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    Chapter 86 Just Bear the Child


    To get to the bottom of it, the problem was still Brendan. Deirdre just had to ask Brendan a question,


    but she refused to.


    If she couldn¡¯t even choose not to get pregnant, she doubted what she was to him. A tool?


    After an unknown period of time, Brendan woke up from his drowsy state. His head felt heavy and


    painful. Besides, the fever he was suffering from had not subsided. Instead, it had worsened.


    The first thing Brendan did as he opened his eyes with a splitting headache was take a look at Deirdre,


    who was supposed to be lying beside him. When he didn¡¯t see her, his heart skipped a beat, and he got


    up in a hurry. He nced around the room and finally stopped when he saw Deirdre on the sofa.


    Deirdre was crouching on the sofa while looking out the window, even though shel couldn¡¯t see


    anything.


    The warm light of the setting sun embraced the tiny, thin Deirdre, making her appear rather pitiful.


    Brendan felt guilty. Now that he had woken up, he admitted that he had acted impulsively in the


    morning. He regretted treating Deirdre that way. Deirdre had, after all, juste out of the emergency


    room.


    Brendan got out of bed, took the coat by the bedside, and put it on Deirdre.


    ¡°Aren¡¯t you cold? Even if you aren¡¯t willing to sleep with me on the bed, why didn¡¯t you get a nket for


    yourself?¡± As expected, Brendan felt the coldness on Deirdre¡¯s hands upon touching them. He frowned


    and his headache worsened.


    To Brendan¡¯s surprise, Deirdre grabbed his hand when Brendan was about to release her.


    At that moment, Brendan¡¯s heart skipped a beat, and he heard Deirdre say, ¡°Can I get Sam to get me


    the morning-after pill?¡±


    The little warmth and joy in Brendan¡¯s heart dissipated in an instant, reced by an icy chill. It was as if


    he had been up in the clouds before being kicked down by


    someone.


    Suppressing his rage, Brendan asked, ¡°Were you sitting here on the sofa just to wait


    for me to wake up and ask me this question?¡±


    Deirdre didn¡¯t answer. She imploringly raised her head, tugged at Brendan¡¯s finger, and pleaded.


    ¡°Please allow Sam to get me the morning-after pill. Please, Brendan, it won¡¯t be effectiveter.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s best if it¡¯s ineffective!¡± Brendan suddenly shook off Deirdre¡¯s hand. While half of his face was


    shrouded in the dark, he curled his lips into a sneer. ¡°Taking that stuff hurts the body. Forget it. If you


    don¡¯t get pregnant, fine. Otherwise, just bear the child.¡±


    Deirdre felt her chest suddenly tighten when she heard Brendan say ¡®bear the child¡¯. She couldn¡¯t


    believe that Brendan would say that. However, her inability to see Brendan¡¯s facial expression made


    her feel even more desperate.


    It was because Deirdre could hear in Brendan¡¯s tone that he was not kidding.


    ¡°A-Are you kidding?¡±


    Brendan reacted by sping Deirdre¡¯s chin with a hand. Maybe it was because of the fever, but his


    fingertips were rather warm. But it was those warm fingertips that sent an icy chill throughout Deirdre¡¯s


    body.


    ¡°What do you think?¡± Brendan asked in reply. ¡°Do you think that I¡¯d lie to you? Deirdre McKinnon, don¡¯t


    you ever forget that you owe me a child. You aborted our first child without my permission. Hence, you


    must bear another one for me.¡±


    Thinking of a child¡¯s chubby face made a gentle smile appear on Brendan¡¯s face.


    However, Deirdre felt a chill down her spine.


    To think that Brendan was talking about their child and ming Deirdre for having an abortion without


    his permission? He had also said casually that she should bear him. another one in that case?


    Like a sword, Brendan¡¯s words stabbed Deirdre¡¯s heart and twisted. She burst into tears, crying over


    the pointlessness of that child¡¯s death and the pain she had suffered every day in prison.


    Deirdre had anticipated weing that child. Even when she had been beaten up and pushed down


    the stairs, she had tried her best to protect that child, hoping to start a new life with that child after she


    got out of prison.


    Deirdre had wanted to forget the past and Brendan and had been determined to be a loving mother.


    However, that pill had severed all her hopes and sent her to hell. Now that everything had faded,


    Brendan naturally med her for what he had done.


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    Did Brendan think he could turn over a new leaf by just demanding that Deirdre give birth to another


    child?

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    Chapter 87 I Will Never Bear Your Child in My Lifetime


    Tears welled up in her eyes and rolled down her face. She wanted to kill Brendan so badly at that very


    moment.


    ¡°Have you forgotten what you told me in the past, Mr. Brighthall? You told me not to sumb to wishful


    thinking about you and not even think about getting pregnant with your baby. You said that you would


    choke me to death if I were to get pregnant. Are you discrediting yourself now?¡±


    Brendan¡¯s expression was icy, and his dark eyes glistened with a tinge of


    overwhelming emotions.


    He had been disgusted with Deirdre¡¯sck of propriety in the past indeed. He had


    loathed her for her wild wishes and wished that she would leave his world


    immediately.


    However, he did not know why, but he had dreamed about her frequently in the two


    years that she had been gone.


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    He could not understand the reason, but perhaps it was due to guilt or sympathy. All in all, he wanted to


    give Deirdre a home and a child at that very moment.


    ¡°You were obsessed with wild ideas in the past indeed. But now, you¡¯re pitiful. You¡¯ve lost everything,


    and it¡¯s only natural that I want to give you what you want. It would be fine to give you a child to keep


    youpany. You can think of it aspensation


    ¡®Compensation for your mother¡¯s death and your eyes.¡±


    ¡°Compensation?¡± Deirdreughed and interrupted him. Tears streamed down her face as she said in a


    determined tone, ¡°Don¡¯t worry, I¡¯ll kill myself and the child if I get pregnant. Don¡¯t even think that I¡¯d bear


    your child in this lifetime, Brendan! You¡¯re the one who is obsessed with wild ideas!¡±


    Brendan¡¯s pupils constricted, and he could not believe what he had just heard. He flew into a rage and


    said, ¡°Say that again, Deirdre!¡±


    ¡°Give me the pill.¡± Deirdre was very calmpared to Brendan. ¡°Brendan, you can choose not to give


    me the pill, but I assure you that I will definitely kill myself if I get pregnant. You may give it a try if you


    don¡¯t believe me.¡±


    ¡°Have you lost your mind?¡±


    That used to be a huge blessing for Deirdre in the past.


    He suddenly realized something and felt as if there was a knot in his throat. He felt his heart wrenching


    in pain. ¡°That¡¯s right! You killed our first child, so of course your don¡¯t care about my offspring. You


    would bear children for f*cking Sterling and do it willingly if the child was his offspring, right?¡±


    ¡°He¡¯s not the only one.¡± Deirdre said with red eyes, ¡°I would bear children for any man in this world, but


    I won¡¯t do it for you.¡±


    The remark was brutal. Brendan¡¯s chest was burning with fury, and he felt like he was about to explode


    from anger. His thin lips turned pale, yet his eyes went dark. He copsed to the ground right away.


    A bang was heard, stunning Deirdre. ¡°Brendan?¡±


    There was no reply. She got down on her knees and stretched out her hand. Brendan¡¯s entire face was


    burning hot, as if he was soaking in hot water.


    His condition was much worse than any sick day he had experienced in the past. Brendan had always


    been very healthy and had barely been sick in his life.


    Deirdre¡¯s mind went nk, and she called out to Sam.


    Sam was startled by the sight of Brendan on the ground when he entered. He called a doctor in a haste


    and informed Brendan¡¯s family all in one go.


    Deirdre was still sitting on the sofa in shock when Brendan¡¯s mother got there.


    Brendan was in critical condition and was surrounded by doctors. He still could not regain


    consciousness after receiving treatment, and Madam Brighthall was crying. Soon, she calmed herself


    with great effort, yet she still refused to leave the room.


    Deirdre recovered from her shock when she learned that Brendan¡¯s life was not in danger. She walked


    inside by following the wall barefoot.


    It would be impossible for Madam Brighthall not to see her no matter how hard she tried to ignore her.


    She said in a rigid tone, ¡°Where are you going?¡±


    Deirdre said with her gaze lowered, ¡°I don¡¯t want to be an eyesore to you by staying here. I¡¯m going to


    sit outside.¡±


    ¡°Come back.¡± Madam Brighthall saw her bare feet and felt rather frustrated. ¡°You just got out of the


    emergency room yesterday and you¡¯re walking barefoot today. You¡¯re going to be sick again, and


    Brendan will me me again when he wakes up.¡±

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    Chapter 88 He Stood in the Cold Wind for a Whole Night


    Again?


    Deirdre was rather confused by the word and appeared puzzled.


    Madam Brighthall said, ¡°Don¡¯t you know why Brendan is sick with a high fever?¡±


    Deirdre shook her head. She had no idea.


    ¡°It¡¯s my fault, but you contributed a bit too, right?¡± Madam Brighthall heaved a sight andughed at


    herself. ¡°I don¡¯t know if it¡¯s because I¡¯m old and I don¡¯t understand young people anymore. I really


    couldn¡¯t ept youing in between Brendan and Charlene, but Brendan came to the family


    mansion yesterday evening to persuade me to ept you.¡±


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    A tinge of astonishment and confusion shed past Deirdre¡¯s usually calm face. She raised her head.


    Brendan had actually gone to the family mansion yesterday night? He hadn¡¯t spent the night cuddling


    with Charlene?


    Madam Brighthall said, ¡°I refused to agree to that, naturally. He has always been stubborn. He forced


    himself to stand by the door, and it was very cold and windy at night. I thought that he would leave after


    a while, but I didn¡¯t expect that he would really stand there for a whole night.¡±


    ¡°What¡­?¡±


    Brendan had stood at the door of the family mansion for one whole night¡­?


    Deirdre was incredulous, her hands grabbing the door frame in confusion. ¡°Why did he do that?¡±


    ¡°How would I know?¡± Madam Brighthall spoke in a slightlyining tone. ¡°Bren has always been


    very obedient since he was a child. He would do anything that I asked him to even if it was not what he


    wanted. He defied me for the first time. yesterday. He would rather get sick than leave.


    ¡°However, I believe that he did that so I wouldn¡¯t get involved in the matter, right? He told me that he


    needed to return something he owed you to you.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s fingers tightened, and her nails, which she had yet to trim, dug into her palms. She was in so


    much pain that she could not breathe.


    ¡®He owes me more than that. He owes me so much that he wouldn¡¯t be able to repay me for the rest of


    his life¡­.


    However, he had stood in the cold wind for a whole night on purpose just so Madam


    Brighthall would change her mind and stop getting involved. Why would he do that? What was he


    thinking? Had he done that so he could torment her more easily or¡­


    Deirdre¡¯s head was a chaotic mess. She loathed him but she understood him well and she was


    affected by the drastic change of events.


    She wanted to leave but she heard the rushed clicking sound of high heelsing from behind her.


    Soon, Charlene bumped into her ferociously and walked into the


    room.


    ¡°Is Brendan alright, mother?¡±


    Charlene had exerted quite a lot of strength to bump into Deirdre on purpose. Deirdre was so shaken


    that she almost threw up yesterday¡¯s dinner, but she heard Madam Brighthall¡¯s voice soften. ¡°It¡¯s not


    too serious. He¡¯s just having a high fever and he has already been given an injection. Don¡¯t worry.¡±


    ¡°How can I not worry? Brendan was standing outside, and I was supposed to keep. himpany. It¡¯s


    all my fault for obeying him too much. He was worried about me. and he insisted that I go home. In the


    end, I fell asleep and this happened to him¡­ Her eyes reddened with tears, and she could not help


    taking a nce at Deirdre. She said with feigned grievance, ¡°Ms. McKinnon, I¡¯m begging you. Will you


    stop ying tricks? Brendan has been involved in so many messes because of you. Do you really want


    him to spend every day in the hospital?¡±


    She med Brendan¡¯s illness on Deirdre with this remark.


    Just as expected, Madam Brighthall was displeased. ¡°Forget it. It¡¯s partially my fault. too. Since


    Brendan is in this state, we can¡¯t do something that displeases him anymore. Just leave this matter be.¡±


    ¡°That¡¯s true too. However, I really can¡¯t rx when Brendan is sick. Mother, you should go home and


    rest. I¡¯ll stay and take care of him.¡±


    ¡°Hmm. Take care of yourself too. I¡¯lle and see you tomorrow morning and bring some chicken


    soup.¡±


    They spoke to one another as if Deirdre was a stranger to them. In the end, Madam Brighthall left


    unwillingly. As soon as Deirdre shut the door, she pped Deirdre¡¯s face with the back of her hand.

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    Chapter 89 Avenge Charlene


    ¡°Why haven¡¯t you died yet, you jinx! It¡¯s fine that you¡¯re constantly lingering around Brendan and me,


    but you actually got Brendan so sick today that he has been. admitted to the hospital. If Brendan is not


    awake by tomorrow, I assure you that I won¡¯t let you off!¡±


    She spoke in a loud and clear voice, as if she was ready to avenge Brendan. However, she felt


    delighted in her heart after delivering the p, as she had been putting up with this anger for a long


    time. She had been putting up with it since yesterday night.


    Deirdre stumbled back from the pain after being pped. Her face was burning, and when she


    recovered from the surprise, she was not infuriated. She raised her head. and turned in Charlene¡¯s


    direction.


    ¡°You can¡¯t even be bothered to put on an act in Brendan¡¯s presence now, huh, Ms. McKinney? If


    Brendan were to gain consciousness coincidentally now, he would be quite surprised to see you like


    this, right? Or¡­¡± She dragged her words out and chuckled calmly. ¡°You¡¯ve already lost your senses out


    of jealousy, so you just couldn¡¯t care less about anything but venting your anger, Ms. McKinney?¡±


    The smile on Charlene¡¯s lips froze instantly. She could not help feeling infuriated for no apparent


    reason after a blind person saw through her mind. She sneered and said stubbornly, ¡°Jealousy? You¡¯ve


    lost your mind, Deirdre. What do you have that would make me jealous of you? Is it your extremely


    hideous face or your blind eyes?¡±


    ¡°You¡¯re jealous that Brendan would stand at the door of the family mansion all day because he won¡¯t


    leave me,¡± Deirdre blurted out calmly.


    Charlene¡¯s face turned pale when she heard the remark.


    ¡®She knows!¡±


    Brendan had stood at the door in the cold wind for a whole night just because of Deirdre. Charlene was


    upset about that indeed, and that was why she had lost control and pped Deirdre.


    However, she could not stand seeing Deirdre being so arrogant. ¡°You seem to be really proud, huh? Do


    you think Brendan stood at the door in the cold wind just to protect you? He did it so he could continue


    to torment you!¡±


    Charlene cracked a smile upon remembering something. She lowered her voice and leaned close to


    Deirdre while she said, ¡°Oh right, Ms. McKinnon. It must feel bad to be drugged and sent to the bed of


    an old man, right? You¡¯re really lucky that your


    managed to escape that, or else!¡±


    Deirdre, who had always been calm, suddenly lost her temper. She stretched out her hands and


    clutched Charlene¡¯s throat, walking toward Charlene to pin her against the edge of the bed. ¡°How do


    you know about that! Who told you!¡±


    Charlene had no idea where Deirdre found the strength to almost choke her to death. As she


    expressed her panic, Sam walked into the room just in time to witness the scene. He approached


    Deirdre in a haste to stop her.


    ¡°Calm down, Ms. McKinnon! This is Ms. Charlene McKinney!¡±


    Deirdre red in Charlene¡¯s direction ferociously, her body shaking. ¡°Who told you! How do you know


    that! Was it you?!¡±


    Charlene¡¯s face turned ghastly pale from fear when she was able to breathe again. She felt the fear of


    a near-death experience, which had been caused by a blind woman. Charlene was furious and


    clenched her teeth as she made her way to the restrained Deirdre step by step.


    ¡°You asked how I know? Deirdre, don¡¯t forget that Brendan and I are very much in love. When you


    were kicked to the ground, we enjoyed watching the scene together.¡±


    Charlene chuckled proudly while Deirdre struggled even more violently. Sam¡¯s mind went nk, but he


    found it inappropriate to get involved in the two women¡¯s quarrel.


    He pulled Deirdre out of the room by force. ¡°Ms. McKinnon¡­ Ms. McKinnon! Calm down!¡±


    Deirdre bit her lip so hard that her mouth was stained with blood.


    She could not calm herself, as she had assumed that Brendan had sent her to the old man because he


    had grown bored of her. It turned out that he had done it to avenge Charlene.


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    Chapter 90 His Enthusiasm Was for Nothing


    Deirdre¡¯s entire body was shaking. Sam pinched her lower jaw to pry open her mouth forcefully and


    prevent her from biting herself until she was severely injured.


    ¡°Don¡¯t hurt yourself, Ms. McKinnon. Sir is going to feel sorry for you if he sees this.¡±


    ¡®Feel sorry?¡¯


    Deirdre burst outughing.


    She had assumed that Brendan had perhaps realized his error when he had stood in front of the family


    mansion. In truth, he had done it so he could torment her more easily.


    How could a person like him feel sorry for her?


    If he had felt sorry for her, would he have done nothing when her face had been. cruelly destroyed, her


    child had been aborted, and she had been bullied in prison?


    He had been a cold, heartless devil all this time.


    Deirdre shut her eyes and felt intense fatigue overpowering her entire body. She had felt like her world


    was dark for a moment. Now, it felt as if she had found something in the darkness that she¡¯d thought


    was hope, only to find that her hands were covered in blood. It turned out that she had not found hope


    but a knife that had been


    used to kill her.


    ¡°I¡¯m tired. Please arrange a room for me to rest.¡±


    Deirdre was in a weak condition, so Sam did not have the courage to dy anymore and checked


    Deirdre into a room at the corner.


    In the other room, Charlene checked the handprint marks on her throat through the mirror. She could


    still feel lingering fear. ¡®The b*tch is actually serious about killing me.¡±


    She was about to cover the marks with makeup, but after pondering it for a while, she gave herself a


    ferocious pinch so the marks looked even more obvious. Then, she returned to Brendan¡¯s bed.


    The man on the bed had well-defined facial features and a chiseled face without a single w. Charlene


    looked at him affectionately.


    All of a sudden, Brendan¡¯s lips moved as he uttered a bunch of words.


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    ¡°What did you say, Brendan?¡± Charlene held his hands tightly and leaned closer to


    him.


    She leaned as close to the man¡¯s lips as she could and heard the words he uttered.


    ¡°Deir¡­ Deirdre¡­¡±


    Charlene¡¯s gentle eyes were filled with coldness instantly, and she pulled a long face. She held


    Brendan¡¯s hands so strongly that her knuckles turned white.


    ¡°You still won¡¯t forget about her even now that she has been reduced to her current state?¡±


    Charlene was extremely disgusted. ¡®In that case, don¡¯t me me for being heartless!¡¯


    Brendan woke up the next day. The brightly-lit white ceiling came into his view as soon as he opened


    his eyes, and he felt the warmth of another person on his exposed hands.


    ¡°Deirdre.¡± He got up lethargically and found himself looking into Charlene¡¯s eyes.


    He was caught by surprise, while Charlene had a stiff smile on her face. ¡°Are you awake, Brendan? Do


    you feel better? Should I inform the doctor so he can check on you again?¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s fine.¡± Brendan refused, and his dark eyes looked around the room. Soon, he furrowed his


    eyebrows tightly. ¡°Where¡¯s Deirdre? Where is she?¡±


    He could tell that this was Deirdre¡¯s room.


    ¡°Brendan, do you have to care about Ms. McKinnon so much? You¡¯re sick, and I kept youpany all


    night long¡­¡± Charlene¡¯s lips twitched once. ¡°Ms. McKinnon was supposed to keep youpany too, of


    course. However, sheined that¡­¡±


    Charlene bit her lower lip abruptly.


    Brendan¡¯s dark eyes turned cold instantly. ¡°What did shein about?¡±


    Charlene said with great difficulty, ¡°Sheined that you were too sick and might be contagious, so


    she asked the hospital to ce her in another room. She¡¯s been resting in another room since


    yesterday, and she has yet toe this morning¡­¡±


    ¡°Hiss! Brendan, that hurts!¡±


    Charlene¡¯s hand suddenly hurt.


    Brendan immediately realized that he had exerted strength without noticing. He was so angry that he


    had grabbed Charlene¡¯s hand hard until she was in pain.


    ¡°I¡¯m sorry.¡±


    He loosened his grip yet felt disheartened, his mind filled with thoughts of the woman¡¯s heartlessness.


    He felt really disappointed in her, as if his enthusiasm had been for nothing.

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    Chapter 91 What if I Don¡¯t Apologize


    He had not been counting on Deirdre to cry in sympathy or have a sleepless night when he was sick,


    yet she had not even bothered to show any concern for him!


    He wondered if she wanted him to die from the illness in his heart so she could be with Sterling without


    any care in the world.


    ¡®How can this woman be so cruel!¡±


    Charlene pushed away the long hair covering her neck when the timing was right. She attempted to


    comfort him pretentiously by saying, ¡°Don¡¯t me Ms McKinnon, Brendan. Her body has always been


    weak, so I suppose she didn¡¯t want to be infected. Besides, she wasn¡¯t in a good mood yesterday.


    Brendan narrowed his eyes at the sight of the marks on Charlene¡¯s neck. ¡°What happened to your


    neck?¡±


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    Charlene¡¯s face turned pale abruptly, and she covered her neck with her long hair once again. ¡°It¡¯s¡­


    It¡¯s nothing¡­¡±


    ¡°Do you really want me to look into this?¡±


    Charlene bit her lower lip. ¡°It¡¯s really nothing. Ms. McKinnon was in a bad mood, so it was only normal


    that she took it out on me. It¡¯s fine. Plus, I was very lucky that Sam showed up in a timely manner to


    stop Ms. McKinnon. So¡­ It¡¯s really nothing¡­¡±


    Charlene imed that it was fine, but he saw the terror and anxiety in her eyes that she could not


    conceal.


    Brendan¡¯s expression turned unpleasant, and he was furious. He realized that he had spoiled Deirdre


    so much that she had walked all over Charlene!


    He pulled away the nket and put on his shoes.


    Charlene hastily said, ¡°Where are you going, Brendan? Are you going to look for Ms. McKinnon? I¡¯m


    fine, really. I¡¯m scared that Ms. McKinnon might do something else next time if she is provoked¡­¡±


    ¡°How dare she!¡± Brendan¡¯s dark eyes were sharp as knives. ¡°How dare she?¡±


    He walked outside after opening the door and asked Sam, ¡°Where is Deirdre¡¯s room?¡±


    Sam was stunned for a moment when he saw Brendan¡¯s angry expression, yet he did not have the


    courage to dy him. ¡°It¡¯s the room at the end of the corridor.¡±


    Deirdre was still resting on the bed when Brendan kicked the door.


    She knew that she had not slept for a long time, perhaps not even half an hour. She felt an intense


    headache when she was awakened by themotion.


    Before she could react to the situation, her arm was grabbed by Brendan, who stood. right in front of


    her face angrily and questioned her through tightly-clenched teeth.


    ¡°Deirdre, who gave you the right to hurt Charlene! Do you know how severely injured. her neck is!¡±


    Deirdre was stunned. The first thought that popped into her mind was that Brendan was awake. The


    second thought was, ¡®Ah, so it turns out that he¡¯s here on a punitive expedition for her crime.¡¯


    He seemed to be very eager, as he had just awakened yet he hade to scold her without resting.


    He did not manage to see that there was a palm mark on her face as a result of Charlene¡¯s p.


    ¡°How severe is it?¡±


    Brendan paused for a moment, as he had not expected that Deirdre would ask this. question. His eyes


    were burning with fury when he said, ¡°There were bruises covering her neck. You¡¯re really malicious,


    Deirdre! You bullied Charlene because she¡¯s kind and gentle, huh! You¡¯re disgusting!¡±


    Deirdre chuckled and brandished her face to show Brendan. ¡°Would you believe me if I told you that


    Charlene hit me first? Why can¡¯t I defend myself?¡±


    The palm print on the woman¡¯s face looked rather serious indeed. Brendan felt a knot in the pit of his


    stomach, but at the thought of what Deirdre had done, his gaze turned icy and he exerted more


    strength as he held Deirdre¡¯s wrist.


    ¡°So you tried to kill her because she hit you? Deirdre, it seems that you still don¡¯t know your ce!¡± He


    pulled her off the bed and said in contempt, ¡°Who do you think you are? You¡¯re just a toy for pleasure!


    Charlene could even kill you, let alone hit you, and you¡¯d still not be allowed to fight back! Go and


    apologize to Charlene at once!¡±


    His voice was a mix of anger and personal feelings, and Deirdre trembled in fear upon hearing it.


    She fell to the ground, and her face turned ghastly pale from the pain. ¡°What if I don¡¯t apologize?¡±

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    Chapter 92 It¡¯s Because He Won¡¯t Believe You


    ¡°It¡¯s fine if you don¡¯t apologize.¡± Brendan¡¯s expression was cruel. ¡°However, I hope you don¡¯t regret


    this.¡±


    ¡°Are you going to take it out on Sterling again?¡± Deirdre¡¯s entire body was shaking. Is this all that you


    can do?!¡±


    Brendan was not nning on punishing Sterling, yet he was infuriated that she would risk her life to


    protect him, so he said, ¡°That¡¯s right! You can choose not to apologize to her, but I will make sure that


    Sterling is on the most popr searches and enjoys the best treatment the paparazzi have to offer


    these days. You¡¯re going to thank me then!¡±


    ¡®Brendan is merciless. He would actually ckmail me to this extent¡­


    It was obviously Charlene who had hit her first, yet she was forced to apologize to Charlene. There was


    no unfairness in Brendan¡¯s world, but there was favoritism


    when it came to the woman he loved.


    Deirdre was used to that. ¡°Sure, I¡¯ll apologize!¡±


    Charlene stood at the door. She walked into the room when the timing was about right and declined


    pretentiously. ¡°Forget it, Brendan. Ms. McKinnon is a patient, so how could I possibly make her


    apologize? It¡¯s good that she is not injured. Plus¡­ I¡¯m fine. I would like to thank Ms. McKinnon for


    giving me the opportunity to take care of you by myself.¡±


    The situation was better before she spoke, as Brendan¡¯s gaze turned colder as soon as she mentioned


    this.


    Deirdre would apologize to Charlene obediently in an attempt to protect Sterling yet ignore Brendan


    when he was sick. Her attitude toward Brendan was clear as day. Since she was already so heartless


    to him, why would he still show concern for her?


    ¡°She must apologize for her mistake!¡± Brendan pursed his thin lips and looked down at her. ¡°Perhaps


    she doesn¡¯t know her ce anymore without being given a warning.¡±


    ¡°Brendan¡­¡± Charlene¡¯s eyes reddened with tears, and she said tenderly, ¡°You¡¯re really good to me¡­¡±


    Deirdre was nauseated by their affection for one another. She endured it with great effort and lowered


    her head toward Charlene. ¡°I¡¯m sorry, Ms. McKinney. You¡¯re a magnanimous person, so stop fussing


    about this matter.¡±


    ¡°Of course, Ms. McKinnon. Why would I fuss about this matter with you?¡± Charlene


    took a step forward and held Deirdre¡¯s hand with feigned enthusiasm, yet she held Deirdre¡¯s hand so


    tightly that her nails dug into Deirdre¡¯s flesh. She only loosened her grip when Deirdre began bleeding.


    ¡°Brendan, Ms. McKinnon looks very displeased that she has to apologize to me. I think it would be


    better for us to leave, right? Your mother will be bringing you her chicken soup coincidentally. I¡¯ll feed


    you.¡±


    Charlene wrapped her arm around Brendan¡¯s arm and left. Deirdre¡¯s knees buckled, and she fell to the


    ground, her soft lips trembling from the pain in her hand.


    It was Sam who came in and saw the savage, squeezed-up wounds on her hand. He was stunned for a


    moment. ¡®That must be painful!¡¯


    He did not care about keeping his distance from her, so he clutched her wrist and asked, ¡°What


    happened to your hand, Ms. McKinnon?¡±


    Deirdre pulled back her hand and said, ¡°It¡¯s fine.¡±


    ¡°How can you be fine? Your hand is bruised and bleeding!¡± Sam was confused. ¡°Who did this? Was it


    Ms. McKinney?¡±


    It looked like a nipping wound caused by long fingernails. Sam was scared out of his wits when he


    realized that. ¡®How can a beautiful woman be so sinister?¡¯


    ¡°I¡¯ll get you a doctor and tell Mr. Brighthall while I¡¯m at it!¡±


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    ¡°Don¡¯t!¡± Deirdre hastily held him back, her wounds hurting even more. She was in so much pain that


    her hands were trembling. She took a deep breath and said, ¡°Get someone to dress the wound, but


    don¡¯t tell Brendan.¡±


    ¡°Why?¡± Sam was puzzled. It was obvious that she had the evidence to prove herself.


    ¡°No reason.¡± Deirdre smirked. ¡°It¡¯s because he won¡¯t believe you even if you tell him. He¡¯s angry, so he


    will only think that I did it to myself to vilify Charlene after seeing the wounds.¡±


    Sam¡¯s expression was slightly unpleasant, but it was possible that Deirdre was right indeed.

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    Chapter 93 Listen to the Other Side of the Story


    Everyone, including him, knew that Charlene had saved Brendan¡¯s life and was aware of her status.


    No one would have the courage to challenge Charlene¡¯s status, as Charlene could not be defeated.


    Besides, she was vengeful, so anyone who challenged her would be doomed.


    ¡°Sure¡­ I shall get someone to dress your wound first, or it will get infected easily.¡± Deirdre forced a


    smile on her pale face. ¡°Thank you¡­¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t mention it.¡±


    Brendan did not take a step into the hospital in the next few days. However, he did not visit Charlene


    either. Instead, he worked on his documents in the office, alone untilte at night, before falling asleep


    in the room there.


    He would have trouble falling asleep as soon as he shut his eyes, his head filled with images of


    Deirdre. He was furious, and he wondered why a blind woman would affect his mood so much.


    He turned over and got out of bed. He then put on his jacket and left the building. When he arrived at


    the hospital, Sam was calling for someone to take over his shift. Caught by surprise by the sight of


    Brendan, he hung up the call.


    ¡°Mr. Brighthall.¡±


    Brendan nodded and looked through the door to see the woman sleeping on the bed. He felt agitated


    by the sight of her sleeping soundly and he clenched his fists. tightly without noticing.


    ¡®I haven¡¯t slept in so long, yet she¡¯s been sleeping soundly every day?¡±


    ¡°Mr. Brighthall.¡± Sam chuckled. ¡°I was under the assumption that you wouldn¡¯t being to see Ms.


    McKinnon anymore since you didn¡¯t show up for days.¡±


    Brendan turned his head to the side. ¡°I¡¯m not here to see her. I just couldn¡¯t sleep well at night, so I


    came to get a sleeping pill prescription from the hospital.¡±


    ¡°Is that so?¡± Sam hesitated for a moment before he said, ¡°In truth, Ms. McKinnon has not been doing


    so well in the past few days either. If you have time, you shoulde and visit her more. Ms.


    McKinnon is trying to endure this forcefully and won¡¯t tell me. I still haven¡¯t managed to get any


    information from her about her health.¡±


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    Brendan sneered. ¡°What¡¯s the point of meing to visit? She wants me to stay far away from her and


    she won¡¯t speak to me sincerely either. You should get Sterling toe. She will start smiling more


    then.¡±


    ¡°Is that so? I don¡¯t think so. I think Ms. McKinnon cares a lot about you too, Mr. Brighthall.¡±


    Brendan found it absurd. He turned around and red at Sam. ¡°If she cares about me, why did she


    abandon me in Charlene¡¯s care when I was unconscious from the high fever? If she cares about me,


    why did shein about my sickness and request to be ced in another room?¡±


    Sam was stunned. ¡°Ms. McKinnonined about your sickness and requested to be ced in


    another room?¡±


    He sounded astonished, and Brendan furrowed his eyebrows. ¡°Is that not the case?¡±


    ¡°No, of course not!¡± Sam had finally figured out the situation, so he hastily said, ¡°I have never heard Ms.


    McKinnonining about your sickness. The reason she requested to be ced in another room


    was because Ms. McKinney wanted to be with you and they were involved in a fight.¡±


    Brendan stopped for a moment and then sneered. ¡°This woman is so good at pretending. She won¡¯t


    show her true self to you, of course! She¡¯s still counting on you to put in a good word for her!¡±


    ¡®That would be impossible. Deirdre could have made me tell Mr. Brighthall about the wound caused by


    Charlene¡¯s grip but she did not.¡¯


    ¡°Mr. Brighthall¡­ I believe that there¡¯s some sort of misunderstanding between you and Ms. McKinnon.


    Right?¡±


    Sam could not help saying, ¡°Ms. McKinnon could have left you to get some rest when you copsed at


    the time. You wouldn¡¯t have been able to make it through the night given your health condition, but Ms.


    McKinnon summoned me to help immediately. She did not leave your side for even half a step during


    the treatment process. If she minded your sickness, why didn¡¯t she leave earlier? Besides¡­¡±


    Sam pursed his lips because he felt troubled by what he was about to say. However, he mustered the


    courage to say, ¡°Ms. McKinnon and Ms. McKinney were in conflict, and I found outter on. I didn¡¯t


    know the reason, but Ms. McKinnon appeared to be very angry at the time because Ms. McKinney


    made a provocative remark. I believe that you should listen to the other side of the story regarding the


    conflict. Won¡¯t you?¡±

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    Chapter 94 How Did You Get Injured?


    ¡®Listen to the other side of the story?¡¯


    Brendan was stunned for a moment. He had never cared about Deirdre¡¯s side of the


    story because Charlene would never lie to him. However¡­


    ¡°You said Charlene made a provocative remark?¡± He could not help raising an eyebrow because


    Charlene had never mentioned this to him.


    Sam nodded in a haste. ¡°It was my first time seeing Ms. McKinnon so furious. After I restrained Ms.


    McKinnon, Ms. McKinney made the remark, but I can¡¯t remember the details.¡±


    ¡°Noted.¡± Brendan exhaled and said, ¡°You can go home and rest. I¡¯ll be here.¡±


    ¡°Sure.¡±


    Sam left.


    Brendan looked at the woman lying on the bed from the door, his head filled with Sam¡¯s words about


    Charlene making a provocative remark.


    He wondered what Charlene had said and why Deirdre had not mentioned it.


    He was upset when he entered the room. The woman was still resting on the bed, but she seemed to


    be restless in her sleep. Her eyebrows were furrowed tightly, and her hands over the nket were


    tightly clenched.


    ¡®Is she injured again?¡¯


    Brendan turned on the light to check on her. Deirdre opened her eyes when she was awakened by the


    commotion.


    ¡°Sam?¡±


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    She could not see who it was, so she could only inquire with uncertainty. Brendan did not answer, and


    both of them were frozen in space until all the blood was drained from Deirdre¡¯s face when she realized


    who it was.


    ¡°Mr. Brighthall.¡± Her voice trembled ever so slightly as she attempted to suppress her fear.


    Brendan was infuriated by the way she addressed him.


    ¡®Mr. Brighthall?


    ¡®We have already be so estranged in just a few days?¡¯


    ¡°How did you injure your hand?¡± Brendan clutched her wrist, suppressing his anger.¡± Why didn¡¯t Sam


    tell me about this?¡±


    He could not help ming Sam. Deirdre was stunned for a moment before she immediately answered,


    ¡°I wouldn¡¯t let him tell you!¡±


    She lowered her gaze and added, ¡°It¡¯s not Sam¡¯s fault. I refused to let him tell you.¡±


    Brendan¡¯s expression was icy. He clutched her wrist tightly and raised it, pulling her upper body closer


    to him. He looked down at her and said, ¡°Deirdre, who gave you the right to do that? You should


    understand that you don¡¯t belong to yourself anymore and you should be reporting everything to me.


    Okay?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s face turned pale for a moment. He then asked, ¡°When did you get injured?¡±


    ¡°On the 19th.¡±


    ¡°On the 19th?¡±


    Brendan furrowed his eyebrows. It was precisely the date when he had woken up after his fever had


    broken. Afterward, he had stopped visiting Deirdre for two days. out of spite, yet not the slightest


    information had been leaked to him during that period.


    He could not help feeling furious. ¡°It seems that Sam doesn¡¯t know his ce at all. He doesn¡¯t know if


    I¡¯m his superior or you are! Does he not know that he should be reporting to me?!¡±


    When she realized that Brendan was about to vent his anger on Sam, Deirdre¡¯s face turned pale


    abruptly and she tugged at his sleeve. ¡°I told you that this is not Sam¡¯s. fault. I threatened him with my


    life. Besides, it¡¯s not a big deal.¡±


    ¡®How is it not a big deal when your hand is so heavily bandaged?¡±


    Brendan wanted to scold her in anger but he was even more furious with Deirdre¡¯s methods. She was


    obviously powerless yet she insisted on protecting Sam.


    ¡°Deirdre, who do you think you are?¡± Brendan grabbed her lower jaw and tilted her face up. His thin lips


    parted as he blurted, ¡°You don¡¯t even have the ability to protect yourself, yet you¡¯re still trying to protect


    Sam? When will you know your ce and understand that you¡¯re utterly incapable of protecting


    anyone?! You¡¯re only capable of relying on me!¡±


    Deirdre felt her chest wrench in pain and held the nket so tightly that her knuckles turned white.


    ¡°Yes¡­ I know that, but I can¡¯t do nothing while an innocent person is implicated because of me.¡±


    Sterling was already in deep trouble because of her, so she did not wish to put Sam in the same


    situation. Otherwise, she would hate herself so much that she would not want to live anyway.


    ¡°Since you know that Sam is innocent, it would be best for you not to y tricks


    anymore.¡± Brendan¡¯s gazended on her arm, his dark eyes dimming as he asked, ¡± How did you get


    injured?¡±

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    ¡°¡­I forgot. I believe that I burned myself identally when I was drinking warm


    water.¡±


    ¡°You¡¯re lying!¡± Brendan tightened his grip over her lower jaw. He knew Deirdre so well that he knew she


    would lower her head subconsciously to avoid him every time she lied. ¡°If you don¡¯t tell the truth, don¡¯t


    me me for holding Sam ountable.¡±


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    Deirdre took a deep breath, shut her eyes, then opened them again. ¡°Charlene did it. Are you


    satisfied?¡±


    Brendan assumed a disgusted expression as soon as she said it. ¡°Deirdre, you must know your limits


    when you¡¯re trying to frame someone! Charlene was with me all day long on the 19th, so how could


    she have hurt you! Would it kill you to stop vilifying Charlene?¡±


    ¡®Here we go again.¡±


    Deirdre wanted tough. He had done everything he could to force her to tell the truth but he refused to


    believe her when she told the truth. In that case, what was the point of her being honest?


    ¡°This is the answer you¡¯ll get if you don¡¯t want me to lie. There¡¯s nothing that I can do if you don¡¯t


    believe me.¡±


    ¡°Alright! You im that it was Charlene who hurt you, so how did she hurt you?¡± Brendan sneered. He


    would like to find out how far Deirdre¡¯s ability to spin lies could


    Deirdre pursed her lips tightly. ¡°With her nails. Her nails dug into me when she squeezed my hand.¡±


    ¡°That¡¯s enough!¡± At that very moment, Brendan could not bring himself to listen anymore. ¡°Deirdre,


    Sam was still backing you up earlier. He imed that you attacked Charlene that night, possibly due to


    some unspoken difficulties. Based on what I see now, you will never change for the better and you¡¯re


    still as malicious as you¡¯ve always been! How can I believe you when you tell me that she dug her


    nails. into your hand? Aside from Charlene¡¯s kind temperament and the fact that she would never do


    something like that, could a puncture wound be so serious? Do you think that you¡¯re made of paper or


    something!¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s entire body turned cold when she was scolded by Brendan. It was fortunate that she was


    already used to Brendan taking Charlene¡¯s side. Hence, she did not feel sad or surprised.


    ¡°Hmm, you¡¯re right. I will never change for the better, and I¡¯m still extremely malicious. I¡¯m sorry for


    disappointing you.¡±


    Brendan flung away her hand, and the impact pushed her to the edge of the bed. Her wounded hand


    hit the side of the bed, her face turning ghastly from pain.


    Brendan sneered. ¡°You¡¯re really good at faking things. You could have considered working in the


    entertainment industry if your face was not disfigured.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s eyes reddened with tears from the pain but also due to Brendan¡¯s humiliation.


    ¡°I¡¯m tired. Please leave, Mr. Brighthall.¡± Her voice was hoarse and filled with fatigue. She turned andy


    on the bed once again.


    Brendan was furious. He grabbed her by her shoulder strongly and forced her to turn. over. ¡°You¡¯re


    tired? I think that you¡¯re embarrassed by your failed attempt to frame


    someone¡­¡±


    Before his voice died away, Brendan was stunned. The woman¡¯s face was drenched in tears, as


    reflected in his dark eyes.


    Brendan¡¯s entire body turned stiff, and his mind went nk. Deirdre said shakily, ¡°Am I not human,


    Brendan? Will you stop humiliating me if I die? What have I done to


    deserve this?¡±


    She was not hysterical, yet her demeanor broke Brendan¡¯s arrogant wall. He could not utter a word and


    he loosened his grip over Deirdre¡¯s shoulders before he turned


    around and left.


    He closed the door yet he could not stop thinking about Deirdre¡¯s expression.


    ¡®Why is she crying so sadly in despair? It is obviously her fault for ndering


    someone. She is the one to me. Would she have been reduced to this state if she had been


    sensible in a delicate situation?¡¯


    He sat down on a chair on the side. After a while, a nurse walked over with a trolley and greeted


    Brendan. She was about to change Deirdre¡¯s dressing in her room.


    Brendan remembered something and raised his head abruptly, his eyebrows tightly furrowed. ¡°What¡¯s


    going on with all of you? The patient¡¯s hand is fine, yet you wrapped her hand in gauze. Are you


    helping that tyrant deceive others with her wound?¡±

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    ¡°There¡¯s no wound on the patient¡¯s hand?¡± The nurse was caught by surprise. ¡°There is a wound,


    though. It¡¯s very serious. It¡¯s not only infected, but the wound will discharge pus at night. That is why we


    keep the wound bandaged.¡±


    ¡°Infected?¡± Brendan got up from his seat. ¡°When did that happen?¡±


    The nurse thought for a moment. ¡°On the morning of the 19th.¡±


    Deirdre was actually telling the truth. She had been injured on the morning of the 19th. On the other


    hand, that morning¡­.


    Brendan could not help breathing heavily as the image of Charlene showing up that morning popped


    into his mind. He clenched his fists tightly and asked eagerly, ¡°What does the wound look like?¡±


    The nurse was startled but she did not have the courage not to reply. She considered it closely for a


    moment before she pointed at the back of her hand. ¡°It¡¯s injured here, here, and here. It¡¯s all covered in


    puncture wounds, and her hand bruised up right away. Her flesh was dug out of her skin, and she was


    bleeding profusely.¡±


    ¡®Puncture wounds¡­ Puncture wounds!¡±


    It was just like Deirdre had described it!


    Brendan¡¯s mind went nk. He shut his eyes and thought about Deirdre¡¯s crying face when she had


    said in a deep voice, ¡°Am I not human, Brendan? Will you stop humiliating me if I die? What have I


    done to deserve this?¡±


    He had believed that she was extremely aggrieved. It was the reason why she had been sobbing


    soundlessly while she¡¯d made that extremely aggrieved remark. On the other hand, he had treated her


    as someone¡­ putting on an act and feeling sad for making a mistake.


    He felt his chest wrench in pain for no apparent reason. He then felt an unusual emotion surging


    through his chest that he could not describe.


    He clenched his fists tightly. ¡°I¡¯ming in as well.¡±


    ¡°Sure¡­¡± The nurse lowered her head shyly after seeing Brendan¡¯s gorgeous, wless face. She


    entered the room and turned on the lights.


    Deirdre was no longer crying, but her eyes were open and there was no telling what was on her mind.


    The nurse said, ¡°Ms. McKinnon, I¡¯m here to dress your wound. Sorry for the dy.


    The hospital is swarmed.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s fine.¡± Deirdre¡¯s gaze was lowered. She pushed herself to sit upright on the bed and raised her


    hands.


    The nurse removed the bandage from Deirdre¡¯s hands skillfully. Brendan¡¯s pupils constricted abruptly


    the very moment he saw the wounds.


    Those red, swollen puncture wounds were concentrated into a bloody, mushy mess of flesh and skin.


    The sight of the injuries was terrifying, as the wounds were infected.


    ¡®That¡¯s painful. Just looking at it feels painful.¡±


    Brendan had still been counting on the possibility of Deirdre plotting everything properly and hurting


    herself after they had left.


    He realized that was impossible the moment he saw the wounds Deirdre could not possibly have done


    that to herself no matter how merciless she was.


    ¡°Why aren¡¯t the wounds healing yet? The hands are a woman¡¯s second face. It would be bad if they


    turned into scars¡± The nurse muttered to herself as she soaked the cotton balls in antiseptic liquid and


    cleaned Deirdre¡¯s wounds.


    Deirdre¡¯s body trembled in pain, and Brendan realized that he felt the pain as well.


    ¡°Be gentle!¡± he blurted out without noticing.


    The nurse said innocently, ¡°I¡¯m already doing it as gently as I can. There¡¯s nothing that I can do


    because that¡¯s just how painful the antiseptic liquid is.¡±


    Deirdre turned her head to the side and bit her lower lip tightly. ¡°Please go on.¡±


    The nurse continued to dress the wound upon hearing that.


    Deirdre was drenched in sweat, and her lower lip bled from her bites during the process.


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    Brendan could not bring himself to watch anymore. He pried open her mouth and said, ¡°Stop biting,


    Deirdre. Do you want more wounds on your body?¡±


    He raised his arm. ¡°You can bite me if you can¡¯t stand the pain.¡±


    Deirdre raised her head and looked in his direction. She cast a soft gaze at him, but Brendan could feel


    her intention.


    She was mocking him for being pretentious.


    Then, Deirdre endured the pain until the dressing waspleted. The nurse was sweating as well, but


    it was mainly due to Brendan¡¯s terrifying gaze, as he looked like


    he could eat her.

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    ¡°It¡¯s done. I helped you to drain the puspletely, and that is why it hurts.


    Remember not to get your dressing wet and you¡¯ll be fine. As for the scarring, it will depend on your


    skin type.¡±


    ¡°Thank you so much.¡±


    The nurse answered smilingly. ¡°Don¡¯t mention it.¡± She then left, pushing the trolley after she was done


    cleaning up


    As soon as the door was shut, the room turned so quiet abruptly that it felt suffocating.


    Brendan clenched his fists tightly and braced himself to speak after a few attempts.¡± If everything you


    said is true, why didn¡¯t you exin yourself a few more times?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s gaze was empty. He mocked, bantered, and humiliated constantly whenever she made one


    remark. If she were to exin herself further, she knew that


    she would be doomed.


    Brendan realized that he was at fault too. He pursed his thin lips and said, ¡°Deirdre,


    it¡¯s


    very difficult for me to trust you because of your history of¡­


    ¡°Are you done? I¡¯m tired and I would really like to rest.¡±


    She shut her eyes andy down. Brendan did not attempt to stop her, as he knew that she would


    remain awake. He asked after a long time, ¡°Why did you choke. Charlene that night? What happened


    between you two when I was unconscious?¡±


    ¡°Nothing.¡±


    Deirdre was tired and she did not wish to exin anymore. It felt as if she was protesting against an


    injustice, but she would not gain anything by exining it, and it was highly possible that she would end


    up where she had been earlier.


    Brendan was about to fly into a rage, but his tone softened at the thought of the


    wounds on her hands. ¡°Deirdre, are you not even willing to give someone who made a mistake a


    chance?¡±


    Deirdre opened her eyes in surprise.


    Brendan said, ¡°I would like to apologize to you for ming you without


    understanding the matter. At the time, I was¡­¡±


    ¡°You don¡¯t need to apologize.¡± Deirdre interrupted him and smirked. ¡°I don¡¯t think I¡¯m worthy of your


    apology. Besides, you didn¡¯t make a mistake. You just refused to


    believe me. You would rather believe the people that you believe in. Everyone is just like that, and you


    didn¡¯t cause my injury. You only need to mind your own business.¡±


    She was trying to let him off. Brendan could tell that she no longer minded his mistake anymore judging


    by her nonchnt expression. In fact, he could tell that she would not shed another tear over this


    misunderstanding.


    Suppressing his anger, Brendan said, ¡°Just mind my own business? What¡¯s my business then?¡±


    Deirdre paused for a moment and said, ¡°Just pay no attention to my current condition and continue to


    do whatever you want to me when my injury is healed.¡±


    ¡®Do whatever you want to you, huh¡­¡±


    Brendan felt as if something was weighing his chest down and he was having difficulty breathing. He


    lowered his gaze to look at Deirdre and sneered. ¡°Is that what I am to you, Deirdre? I¡¯m so abominable


    that I don¡¯t try to understand and all I want is to torment you for my pleasure?¡±


    Deirdre turned her face to the side. At the same time, this was a sign that she was agreeing with his


    remark.


    Brendan clenched his teeth tightly. ¡°I told you that you can depend on me, Deirdre. As long as you don¡¯t


    behave like you did in the past, I will uphold justice for you.¡±


    He called up Charlene, his action catching Deirdre by surprise. He was supposed to spare no effort to


    protect Charlene and make up for her mistakes frantically.


    Charlene arrived at the hospital just half an hour after picking up the call.


    She was still beautifully made up and she was wearing a couture gown. It was apparent that she had


    juste from a party, and she feigned surprise the very moment she entered the room. ¡°Did


    something happen to Ms. McKinnon, Brendan? Why did you call me over so suddenly?¡±


    Upon saying that, Charlene looked at the bed and saw Deirdre sitting on it in good condition. She


    appeared confused for a moment.


    She had assumed that something bad had happened to Deirdre when Brendan had called her and


    summoned her in a rush. ¡®If Deirdre is fine, why was Brendan speaking in such a harsh tone, and why


    was he so anxious?¡¯

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    ¡°Show your hands.¡±


    Brendan stood in front of the window, his wless face radiating coldness at that very moment. He was


    even speaking in a tone deprived of its prior gentleness.


    ¡°What¡­. What happened?¡± Charlene stretched out her hands with a forced chuckle.¡± What


    happened¡­ Why are you being so serious? You¡¯re making me nervous.¡±


    Brendan examined her nails. It had only been two days since the incident, so her nails had yet to grow


    much. They had been manicured into a stiletto shape, making them pointy in the middle. If she were to


    dig her nails hard into someone¡¯s flesh, it would be considered merciful for the victim to experience


    puncture wounds and not. lose chunks of flesh.


    ¡°Did you do something to your nails?¡± asked Brendan with narrowed eyes.


    ¡°Huh?¡± Charlene pulled back her hands with a guilty conscience. ¡°I¡¯m not really sure. I got a fresh


    manicure two days ago. Perhaps they have been polished a little?¡±


    ¡°Did you cause the injury on Deirdre¡¯s hands?¡±


    All the blood drained from Charlene¡¯s face, and her heart began racing. She had not. expected that


    Brendan would bring up an incident that had already taken ce a few days ago. ¡®How is Deirdre


    capable of doing this? Have I underestimated her?¡±


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    ¡°What injury?¡± Charlene immediately calmed herself and said with feigned anxiety,¡± Is Ms. McKinnon


    injured again? Where¡¯s the injury? Is she okay?¡±


    Brendan did not answer. He looked at Charlene, who was stunned for a moment. Soon, her eyes


    reddened with tears. ¡°Bren¡­ Why are you looking at me like this? You can¡¯t be thinking that I¡¯m the


    one who hurt Ms. McKinnon, right?¡±


    Brendan took a deep breath, for he was already pushed to the limits of his patience. Deirdre¡¯s hands


    are covered in infected wounds punctured by nails, and the injury happened on the 19th. On the other


    hand, you two held hands once on the 19th.¡±


    Charlene¡¯s face turned ghastly pale, and her voice turned shaky. ¡°Bren, you¡¯re suspecting me of hurting


    Ms. McKinnon? You think that I punctured her hands on purpose? Why would you think of me that


    way? Am I such a sinister woman in your eyes?¡±


    Brendan had refused to believe that in the past, but the answer was apparent now.


    ¡°Apologize to her.¡±


    ¡°Bren¡­¡± Charlene panicked, her eyes welling up with tears. ¡°What¡¯s going on? You won¡¯t even give me


    the chance to exin myself. If I really did hurt Ms. McKinnon at the time, why didn¡¯t she mention it?


    You¡¯ve already decided that I was at fault even without investigating the matter?¡±


    Tears streamed down her face. Before Brendan could speak, she sobbed and said, ¡°I understand now.


    I¡¯m sure that Ms. McKinnon is the one who told you, right? You feel so sorry enough for her that you


    would use me of doing this even if I didn¡¯t do it, right? Sure! I¡¯ll apologize!¡±


    Charlene bit her trembling lower lip and looked at the woman on the bed. She had not expected that


    she would actually bow to Deirdre and apologize one day.


    She hated it.


    ¡°I have no idea why you¡¯re putting all the me on me, Ms. McKinnon. However, I must have offended


    you somehow and for that, I¡¯m sorry. Please forgive me!¡±


    Upon saying that, Charlene had an emotional breakdown and ran out of the room.


    Deirdre was very calm, but apart from her calmness, she was slightly astonished. She had not


    expected that Brendan would actually go so far.


    No matter how she thought about it, making Charlene yield to her did not seem like something Brendan


    would do.


    ¡®What is he thinking?¡¯


    ¡°Aren¡¯t you going to go after her?¡± Deirdre said. ¡°Charlene seems to be very sad.¡±


    Brendan lowered his gaze. ¡°It¡¯s fine.¡±


    There had been no other way to exin this incident right from the start. However, he could not figure


    out why the previously kind and magnanimous Charlene would do something like this. Those


    wounds¡­. He frowned at the thought of them.


    ¡°I told you that I¡¯m not the type of person who doesn¡¯t try to understand a situation. I will make whoever


    is at fault apologize, and I will never be biased.¡±


    He said it in such a convincing manner that Deirdre was stunned for a moment. Her hands clutched the


    nket tightly, and her chest started heaving.


    ¡°Brendan,¡± she suddenly said. ¡°Did you set up my abduction and send me to that man¡¯s bed?¡±

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    ¡°Why would you ask this question?¡± Brendan¡¯s sharp brows were tightly furrowed, and his eyes were


    filled with disbelief.


    Deirdre tightened her grip with all her might.


    She used to believe that Brendan was a heartless, cold-blooded man who would do


    such a thing to her, of course. However, she was slightly doubtful now.


    If Brendan had been involved in that incident in an effort to avenge Charlene, why would he force


    Charlene to apologize to her? He had been impartial to Charlene, just as he had promised.


    ¡°You need to answer me, yes or no!¡±


    ¡°No.¡± Even though Brendan was incredulous, he gave her an answer. Soon, he sneered and said, ¡°Is


    that how you think of me in your heart?¡±


    ¡®No?¡¯


    Deirdre¡¯s thoughts in her head were a chaotic mess. She could only distract herself from her thoughts


    to calm herself down by focusing on the intense pain in her hands.


    ¡°Deirdre, what¡¯s on your mind? If I had abducted you, would I be searching for the heavy rain after a


    sleepless night? Would I have eaten the old man¡¯s¡­¡±


    Brendan¡¯s pupils constricted abruptly. ¡®What was I talking about?¡¯


    Deirdre was confused. ¡°What did you eat?¡±


    you


    in


    Brendan appeared to be fed up. ¡°Nothing. However, do you think that it¡¯s necessary for me to lie to


    you?¡±


    ¡®It is unnecessary.


    ¡®Brendan is the only person who doesn¡¯t need to lie because he can¡¯t be bothered and it¡¯s unnecessary.


    I can¡¯t run away from him anyhow.¡¯


    Hence, those people had put on an act for her on purpose. Why would they do that? Were they trying


    to make her feel like Brendan had set up the abduction so she would bear a grudge against him?


    All of a sudden, she was overwhelmed by the torrent of emotions in her chest. Deirdre turned her body


    andy down. Her mind was utterly perplexed, as she had med the wrong person for this incident.


    ¡°Deirdre!¡± Brendan took a step forward with a frown when Deirdrey down all of a


    sudden. ¡°You still haven¡¯t told me why you¡¯re asking me about this. Did someone tell you that I was the


    one who set up the abduction?¡±


    Deirdre opened her eyes because she had figured it all out. If Brendan had not set up the abduction, it


    must have been Charlene.


    She clenched her fists tightly. She could not do anything to Charlene now, but Brendan may be able to


    do something.


    ¡°Why do you think I choked Charlene that night?¡±


    Brendan¡¯s deep, dark eyes were trembling in his eye sockets. His eyes were filled with emotions.


    ¡°That¡¯s impossible!¡±


    ¡°She told me so. She said you did it to avenge her and took photos of me being raped so you could


    enjoy looking at them with her!¡± At this point, she felt the urge tough. ¡°I told you that you don¡¯t have a


    keen sense when ites to people, Brendan.


    ¡°If you don¡¯t believe me, why don¡¯t you ask her in person?¡±


    Brendan ran out of the room in a rush and drove his car to Charlene¡¯s vi swiftly, yet he could not see


    any lighting from the vi.


    No one answered when he knocked on the door. Just as he was about to leave, he saw the woman


    lying on the ground through the window.


    Charlene had consumed arge amount of sleeping pills, so she was admitted to the emergency room


    when she was sent to the hospital.


    After administering emergency treatment for a long time, the doctor walked out, drenched in sweat.


    ¡°That was really close. Her heart almost stopped. It is fortunate that she was found in a timely manner.


    She wouldn¡¯t have lived if she had been


    discovered anyter.¡±


    ¡°Mr. Brighthall.¡± Sam walked over to pass him a piece of paper. ¡°This is¡­ This is the note left by Ms.


    McKinney in her room.¡±


    Brendan clenched his fists tightly and took the note slowly.


    Bren, this is probably thest time I get to call you by your name. I didn¡¯t expect this day toe. You


    doubted me and refused to listen to my exnation. I understand that Ms. McKinnon must have told


    you something. I will prove to you with my death that I never tried to hurt Ms. McKinnon.

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    Chapter 100 Janitor


    Brendan folded the note, his expression filled with agitation and his mind a chaotic


    mess.


    ¡°Hey, what are you doing?¡± Sam suddenly noticed a woman sneaking around in the corridor and called


    out to her.


    Brendan looked up to take a nce and saw a woman with a panicked expression standing nearby.


    Sam was about to approach her, but she was so scared that she almost got down on her knees. ¡°I¡¯m


    sorry! I¡¯m sorry! It was my fault for disappointing Ms. McKinney¡­ Please don¡¯t call the police on me¡­


    Sam was stunned for a moment. ¡°What are you talking about?¡±


    The woman muttered to herself with tears streaming down her face. ¡°I knew that I shouldn¡¯t have


    followed the blind woman¡¯s instructions. I assumed that I was helping someone, yet I ended up putting


    Ms. McKinney in harm¡¯s way¡­


    Brendan¡¯s pupils constricted. He got up swiftly and approached the woman with ant overbearing


    presence. ¡°Speak properly! Whose instructions were you following?¡±


    The woman bowed repeatedly at once because she had never been approached by such an


    overbearing man. Her body trembled in fear, and she said, ¡°Mr. Brighthall! I¡¯ tell you everything, Mr.


    Brighthall! That woman instructed me to do it. It was all her! It was all that woman¡¯s fault!¡±


    ¡°Cut the crap!¡± Brendan looked down at her, his eyes burning with fury. ¡°Speak properly!¡±


    The woman calmed herself with great effort. ¡°Uh¡­ I used to work at this hospital as a janitor. I was


    doing my job as usual on the 19th, clearing out the trash in each room. When I reached Room 1209,


    the blind woman on the bed suddenly sought my help.


    ¡°She told me to squeeze her hands strenuously to puncture them with my nails. She would pay me


    handsomely for it. I asked her why, and she told me that she wanted to find a way to vilify Ms.


    McKinney. She wanted to captivate your heart again by doing so. She imed that Ms. McKinney is


    your mistress, while she is your legal wife. I was so angry that I did her a favor. I didn¡¯t expect that Ms.


    McKinney would kill herself today¡­¡±


    She bawled loudly. ¡°Ms. McKinney is such a kindhearted woman. She bought me food when everyone


    else despised me. How could I do something so immoral to her?


    I don¡¯t deserve to be human!¡±


    ¡°What kind of nonsense are you talking about!¡± Before Brendan flew into a rage, Sam was so furious


    that he spoke out of turn. ¡°I didn¡¯t see you on the day Ms. McKinnon got injured!¡±


    The woman faked tears. ¡°I went into the room after Mr. Brighthall and Ms. McKinney left. You can check


    the surveince footage if you don¡¯t believe me.¡±


    ¡°That¡¯s impossible¡­¡±


    ¡°Sam.¡± Brendan suddenly spoke, his entire body exuding coldness and his eyes filled with darkness.


    ¡°Check the surveince footage We¡¯ll know everything by checking the surveince footage. I will never


    let a liar off, no matter who that is!¡±


    Sam¡¯s heart was racing. ¡°Sure.¡±


    He went to check the surveince footage but he did not expect that he would find footage of the janitor


    entering Deirdre¡¯s room for real.


    ¡®Could Deirdre have asked for it? No¡­ If she had really asked for it, why would she have stopped me


    from informing Brendan for two consecutive days? On the other hand, I warned Brendan about the


    incident, and Brendan only noticed it when he entered the room.¡¯


    There was already nothing else to refute under the circumstances.


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    He returned, only to find out that the hospital had already admitted Charlene to a room. Brendan asked


    with a cold expression, ¡°What did you find? Did the janitor enter Deirdre¡¯s room?¡±


    Sam appeared to be troubled. ¡°Yes¡­ The janitor did enter the room, but only for a short period of time.


    It didn¡¯t seem like there was enough time for her to hurt Deirdre and leave. Besides¡­¡±


    ¡°So the janitor wasn¡¯t lying, right?¡±


    Brendan¡¯s dark eyes had already turned cold, and his knuckles were white due to his tightly-clenched


    fists. His face was tense, and the veins in his arms were bulging.


    Sam hastily said, ¡°Mr. Brighthall! There must be a misunderstanding! Ms. McKinnon was frantic when


    she stopped me from telling you about her injury. If she really wanted to vilify Ms. McKinney, why didn¡¯t


    she¡­¡±

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    ¡°Sam.¡± Brendan interrupted Sam, his expression icy cold. ¡°You¡¯ve been deceived by her too.¡±


    He sneered through his tightly-clenched teeth. ¡°Deirdre made youe to me


    because she wanted to use today¡¯s plot to guilt me, of course. Then, she would lead me to put the


    me on Charlene bit by bit.


    ¡°She is the kind of woman who uses unscrupulous tactics to achieve what she wants from the start. On


    the other hand, I¡¯ve also almost caused the death of


    Charlene for a nobody like her!¡±


    The anger of being deceived and the guilt of almost causing his savior¡¯s death filled his chest. He felt


    his head spinning and clenched his fists tightly.


    He walked toward Deirdre¡¯s room with swift strides and kicked the door.


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    Deirdre was not asleep, but she tensed up at themotion of the door. Before she could react to the


    situation, Brendan¡¯s hands were already clutching her throat ferociously.


    ¡°Ugh¡­¡±


    The feeling of suffocation flooded her entire body, and her neck would be broken at any moment if he


    were to exert just a little more strength!


    She heard Brendan¡¯s angry scolding. ¡°Deirdre! You¡¯re a disgusting, sinister woman! Why aren¡¯t you


    dead yet!?¡±


    Deirdre pushed away Brendan¡¯s arms with all her might in an attempt to inhale just a bit of air. Her eyes


    were reddened beyond her control from the suffocation.


    ¡®What¡¯s going on? What the heck is going on?¡¯


    Brendan flung her off the bed at the very moment before she was about to lose consciousness.


    She could not care about the pain from the fall as she gasped for air. Her face was covered in tears


    from the choking.


    She could still feel Brendan looking at her from above, and his hatred was enough to kill her after it


    ended.


    ¡°Cough cough! What¡­ What ha¡­ What happened?¡±


    ¡°What happened? Your scheme has beenpletely destroyed!¡± Brendan took a


    stride and stepped on her injured hand.


    Blood seeped out instantly, and Deirdre shrieked in pain. ¡°Ouch!¡±


    ¡°Ouch?¡± Brendan grabbed her by her hair and pushed her against the wall. He sounded hysterical


    when he said, ¡°If you¡¯re in pain, is Charlene not in pain? You¡¯ve sessfully vilified her. She almost


    died from a sleeping pill overdose. Are you proud of yourself?¡±


    ¡®What? Charlene took sleeping pills?¡¯


    Deirdre was astounded at first, and then she felt calm soon afterward.


    ¡°You felt sorry for her because she took some pills, so you put all the me on me, right?¡± Blood


    dripped down from Deirdre¡¯s fingertips constantly. She finally came to understand the situation and


    cracked a hideous smile. ¡°Brendan, you really do care about her so much. You consider her innocent


    just because she took two sleeping pills and feigned suicide after feeling wronged.


    ¡°Cough, cough¡­ Then, you tried to punish me? If that¡¯s the case, why did you make her apologize to


    me then?¡±


    ¡°Shut up!¡± Brendan¡¯s face turned green with anger. He clutched Deirdre¡¯s throat with a deadly grip. ¡°You


    still refuse toe to your senses at this point. You¡¯re still going to continue to put on an act, huh?


    Heh! Deirdre, you really did a good job nning a great scheme that deceived me!¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s expression was tainted with a tinge of confusion. ¡°How have I deceived you?¡±


    Brendan lowered his head and found the sight of her bleeding hand to be taunting him. He stretched


    out his hand and grabbed her hand before tightening his grip.


    Deirdre teared up from the pain instantly. She was in so much pain that she could not make a sound.


    ¡°Are you in pain? I¡¯m in more pain than you!¡± Brendan pushed her away. The pity and guilt he felt were


    all for nothing now, even though it mattered a few hours ago.


    ¡®Why am I so foolish that I felt a tinge of pity for this woman and doubted the kind Charlene? I must


    have lost my mind.¡¯


    ¡°Deirdre, you made me do this. Since you still refuse to behave yourself despite your blindness, don¡¯t


    me me for viting our prior agreement. I¡¯m going to make you suffer so much you¡¯ll wish you were


    dead!¡±

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    ¡°Brendan? Brendan!¡±


    Colors were drained off Deirdre¡¯s face. She pounced at him, throwing her arms around his thigh the


    exact moment she understood what he meant. He was going to me it on Sterling again!


    ¡°I-If you¡¯re mad because Lena almost died, I¡­ I can apologize for that! I will swallow those pills so I can


    suffer the same pain she¡¯s undergoing right now! But please, stop taking your rage out on innocent


    people!¡±


    ¡°Innocent people?¡± Brendan scoffed. He lowered himself to her height and grabbed her by her jaw,


    examining her tears-stricken cheeks. ¡°Here I thought you didn¡¯t believe in concepts like leaving the


    innocent alone. Isn¡¯t Lena innocent? Christ, Deirdre. You could havee clean with me. Things would


    have ended much sooner ¡­ much better. But you had to use her of doing something she didn¡¯t do!


    You just had to lie to me!¡±


    He rose apathetically and kicked her away. Deirdre¡¯s head knocked on the side of the bed. She felt a


    buzzing shockwave coursing through her brain like a hive of disturbed bees. Still, with her one hand


    cupping the side of her head, she crawled after Brendan frantically.


    ¡°I didn¡¯t do any of that! I didn¡¯t lie!¡±


    ¡°You didn¡¯t?¡± He stopped in his tracks so he could turn around and shoot Deirdre a disgusted re.


    ¡°Your aplice confessed to your scheme out of guilt, McKinnon. But you¡¯re surprisingly cold-


    hearted, aren¡¯t you? You hardly seemed fazed! Or are you still trying to pretend you¡¯re innocent?¡±


    Aplice? Who was that supposed to be?


    Deirdre¡¯s mind nked. She stayed on the cold, hard tile floor, yet the chill did nothing for her frazzled


    mind. Brendan kept insisting that she lied to him, but about what? What was the lie supposed to be?


    Sam pushed open the door and found her lying on the floor, her hand bleeding. He was instantly


    rmed. ¡°Miss McKinnon!¡± he said, hurrying toward her and helping.


    He did not expect Brendan to be so violent.


    Deirdre sat on the edge of her bed, her eyes transfixed on the floor unseeingly. Sam was about to


    summon the nurse when she pulled him by his hand. ¡°Sam, can you tell me what exactly happened?¡±


    He sighed and obliged. He spared no details, including the janitor¡¯s statement.


    Deirdre felt a pang in her chest. Her head was spinning. ¡°That¡¯s nonsense! It¡¯s a load of crap!¡± she


    protested raspily. ¡°I don¡¯t even know who that janitor is! This¡­ This is Charlene¡¯s work. She came up


    with this plot to frame me!¡±


    Sam was certain that Deirdre was innocent as well. The young woman¡¯s character was not the only


    argument he had, too-Charlene was the biggest pretender he had


    ever seen.


    ¡°I know, but Mr. Brighthall believed her. The janitor also paid you a visit in the morning that day. That


    was before I arrived.¡±


    Deirdre felt a chill crawling up her spine. Had Charlene nned all of this the moment she stepped out


    of her ward? More importantly, Deirdre¡¯s biggest issue right now was how much Brendan trusted


    Charlene. He wanted to believe she was the kind, nice girl he thought she was. He wanted to believe


    this so much that he would proim Deirdre guilty even without hard evidence.


    ¡°Sam, you have to tell him to see me again. I have to exin this to him.¡±


    ¡°Uh, about that,¡± Sam muttered hesitantly. ¡°I don¡¯t think now is a good time, Miss McKinnon. The odds


    are, well¡­ Overwhelmingly against you. I suggest waiting until Charlene¡¯s up and Mr. Brighthall¡¯s rage


    has passed.¡±


    Deirdre felt a lump forming in her throat. The luxury of patience was not something Sterling shared with


    her. She had to act now before Brendan felt the whim to


    torment the poor man again.


    ¡°P-Please?¡± she whispered.


    Sam sighed. ¡°Fine.¡±


    He went out of the room. A few momentster, he was back. ¡°I¡¯m afraid Mr. Brighthall, uh¡­ Doesn¡¯t


    wanna see you, Miss McKinnon.¡±


    Brendan¡¯s original reply was a hundred times harsher than Sam made it out to be. The kind-hearted


    man simply could not bear to repeat it verbatim.


    Deirdre was stunned. Then, curling her wounded finger into a fist, she cast her eyes down and smiled


    mirthlessly to herself.

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    Deirdre had been stupid. All Brendan cared about was whether Charlene lived. Why would he give a


    damn about Deirdre¡¯s innocence?


    Three days passed. She never saw Brendan in her room. He even reced Sam with a newly-hired


    nurse, who quickly took advantage of Deirdre¡¯s blindness and how little anyone cared about her. She


    abused Deirdre-she would finish about half of the meal Deirdre was supposed to have before passing it


    back to the woman she was supposed to care for.


    Deirdre hated it. She was not going to eat a stranger¡¯s leftovers, so she pushed the bowl away.


    ¡°Whoa! Are you actually being picky about your food? Or do you just have a bone to pick with me, huh?


    You act like me eating your food is disgusting while looking like a disgusting freak yourself! God, can


    you get over yourself for a hot second? You¡¯re a nobody without family or friends, b*tch. You should be


    grateful to even have a nurse helping you out!¡±


    The nurse was enraged. Deirdre, unfortunately, became an easy target to let out all of her steam. ¡°No,


    you¡¯re not making things hard for me. You are gonna eat this right now! If Mr. Brighthall sees this, he


    will think I¡¯ve been maltreating you!¡±


    She shoved the bowl close to Deirdre¡¯s lips, who struggled against her until she managed to swat the


    bowl away from her, sending it hurtling to the floor before cracking into a few pieces.


    ¡°F*ck! You temper-throwing Karen!¡± the nurse shrieked. She grabbed a handful of porridge from the


    floor and began to shove it into Deirdre¡¯s mouth.


    The door to Deirdre¡¯s ward suddenly opened. The nurse looked up and saw Brendan in his suit and his


    most dominating aura. rmed, she backed away from Deirdre.


    Brendan saw exactly how distressed Deirdre was. Cold, dirty porridge was dripping from her jaw.


    ¡°M-Mr. Brighthall!¡± the nurse stammered. How could she not be terrified? Brendan was the boss who


    appointed her Deirdre¡¯s personal nurse!


    To her wildest disbelief, all Brendan did was cast an apathetic nce at Deirdre before turning back to


    the nurse. ¡°What happened?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s eyes reddened. He might as well have stabbed her in the chest with that nonchnce


    question. He knew what had happened to her just by looking at her


    right now! So why the ¡°question?¡±


    Because he approved of the nurse¡¯s abuse.


    Without him sanctioning her attitude, the nurse would not have dared to treat Deirdre like this. God, the


    lengths he would go to torment her¡­


    The nurse read the room quickly. She knew exactly what to say. ¡°You have to excuse me, Mr.


    Brighthall. Miss McKinnon is just difficult! I made this porridge the best I could, but she was so upset


    about it being nd and not seasoned with expensive food that she wouldn¡¯t eat it. I tried to persuade


    her, but it made her so mad that she knocked the bowl off my hand like that!¡±


    Naturally, the nurse skipped the part where she scooped the porridge back from the floor and stuffed it


    into Deirdre¡¯s mouth.


    ¡°Oh, is that so?¡± Brendan intoned, scanning Deirdre with a twinkle of danger in his narrowing ck


    eyes. ¡°If Miss McKinnon made this mess, then it¡¯s only fair for Miss McKinnon to clean it up herself,


    right? How fair is it if you made a mess and then demanded someone else to clean up for you?¡±


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    Deirdre hung her head, her fingers tightly clutching the edge of her nket. Watching her, Brendan


    asked sharply, ¡°What? Are we asking too much from you?¡±


    His tone spelled trouble. Deirdre dared not defy him any longer. She yanked her nket away and


    stood on the floor, barefooted. She was not sure where the broken pieces were, so she began to feel


    her way across the floor.


    Her hands swam in puddles of porridge. It was unpleasant, but she gnashed her teeth and felt for one


    of the bigger ceramic pieces. She scooped the porridge up and discarded it into the bin.


    She was nearing the end when the nurse had an idea. She jostled Deirdre.


    The young woman lost her bnce and crashed onto the floor. The edge of the piece skated through


    her skin and carved out a long gash in her hand. Blood soon followed.


    Brendan¡¯s eyes narrowed. The nurse shot an ingratiating nce at him and raised her voice, saying,


    ¡°Miss McKinnon, oh no! What happened? You¡¯re a little too young to be that clumsy with your hands,


    miss. Are you hurt?¡±


    ¡°Sorry.¡± Deirdre huffed. Her hand hurt, but she was even more afraid of Brendan¡¯s fury. Instead of


    gingerly picking the pieces with her fingers, she resorted to just cupping them with her palms.


    Blood drenched and dripped from the ridges of the bowl. Some of its debris fell into her wound.

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    Chapter 104 Wee to Night City!


    ¡°That¡¯s enough!¡±


    Brendan stormed forward and snatched Deirdre¡¯s hand away from its motion. The entire spectacle was


    just so grating to him that he gnashed his teeth and snarled, ¡° Are you done ying the victim!? You¡¯re


    so into it! So into trying to make yourself look like the most tragic woman in the world that nothing is


    below the belt, isn¡¯t it? God. You keep proving me wrong when I think you can¡¯t stoop lower!¡±


    ying the victim? How blind was this fellow to think this whole thing was an act to¡¯ y the victim¡¯?


    Her injury stung so much her arm was shaking despite herself. She had not finished the task Brendan


    had ordered her to do, so she simply muttered, despite her ashen expression, ¡°Can you please let me


    go? I¡¯m not done cleaning up¡­¡±


    ¡°To hell with cleaning up!¡± Brendan bellowed suddenly. He kicked the garbage bin so hard that every


    fragment from the broken bowl spilled back to the floor.


    He red at the nurse and thundered, ¡°You clean this up! And I want you to do it with your hands!


    You¡¯re not stopping unless your fingers are bleeding!¡±


    This sudden turn of events threw the nurse so off-bnce that she thought the world was going dark in


    a second. Before she could even reply, though, Brendan had dragged Deirdre out of the room to get


    her hand treated.


    It was not a smooth journey. Deirdre kept struggling against his grip until Brendan pinned her down on


    her chair. ¡°If you think I¡¯m trying to save you, stop deluding yourself. My only concern is for you not to


    bleed to death because I¡¯ve got a n for you. A really entertaining one. I don¡¯t want it to go to waste


    just because you¡¯re dead!¡±


    ¡®A n?¡¯ His cryptic statement drained the colors of her face. ¡®W-What was that supposed to mean?¡¯


    Brendan snickered in satisfaction. ¡°Well, well, well. You at least catch on quickly.¡± Deirdre¡¯s jaw


    clenched. ¡°Haven¡¯t I been obedient, Brendan? Haven¡¯t I been listening to you and doing everything you


    want me to do? Haven¡¯t I? If I have, then, please¡­ I¡¯m begging you, don¡¯t drag Sterling back into this!¡±


    Brendan¡¯s expression darkened as a pang struck him on his chest. So, she pulled off this whole drama


    because of f*cking Sterling Fuller again!?


    A gue of rage spread all over his body like wildfire. He tightened his grip-one of


    the debris jabbed into his palm, yet he felt nothing over his ballooning fury.


    A cold smile surfaced on his lips. ¡°You¡¯re never gonna stop being so full of yourself, are you? Let me


    remind you one thing, Saint Deirdre. You can¡¯t even protect yourself. What makes you think you can


    protect Sterling? And will he even remember your oh- so-noble sacrifices?¡±


    Deirdre shrugged and thinned her lips. ¡°I don¡¯t need him to remember anything. The only reason I¡¯m


    doing this is that I owe him-¡±


    She faltered into silence. Brendan could never understand any of this-he was just that narcissistic. He


    did not even think he could ever owe anyone anything.


    ¡°Owe him what, hmm? Owe him a rtionship?¡± Brendan retorted, clenching his jaw so hard the tip of


    his tongue pressed against his teeth. ¡°You surprised me again, Deirdre. Your face looks like sh*t, and


    yet your seduction techniques just keep growing!¡±


    The atmosphere in the room was so stiff that the doctor who came inside had to pause in his tracks in


    bewilderment. Nheless, he took his seat across the table and turned his attention to his patient.


    ¡°What happened? This is serious! Any deeper and you could lose your hand, miss.¡± He asked,


    frowning. ¡°And what¡¯s with this debris?¡±


    He began to pick each one up with a pair of tweezers. Deirdre¡¯s face turned as white as a sheet as the


    doctor worked. The doctor looked up at her with newfound respect when it was over. ¡°You¡¯re awfully


    good at withstanding pain, miss. That was no simple agony you had to go through. Yet, you bore it in


    silence!¡±


    She said nothing while Brendan let out a sneer that seemed to say, ¡°What else could a b*tch with no


    self-respect be good at?¡±


    He would have said that aloud if the doctor was not there.


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    ¡°I notice you¡¯re bleeding from your hand too, Mr. Brighthall. Are you wounded as well? Let me treat


    you.¡±


    It was then Brendan noticed his own injury. Blood was oozing out of the rather deep gash and dripping


    from his fingertip, yet he had not felt any pain at all.


    ¡°Thanks.¡±


    After their injuries were treated, Brendan shoved Deirdre into his car and drove away.


    The car stopped somewhere rambunctious. Brendan got out of the car and began to yank her out of


    her seat. It was then that she heard a chorus of excited people greeting them. ¡°Wee to Night City!¡±

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    Night City?


    Deirdre was aghast. As a local of this city, she knew exactly where this was. It was an entertainment


    establishment on the outside, but it was more of a sanctuary for the rich and powerful. Nothing was off-


    limits within Night City as long as nobody


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    Her face turned pale. ¡°Why did you bring me here, Brendan?¡± she cried as she struggled to wriggle


    herself free.


    Brendan could not possibly let her go so easily. His fingernails burrowed into her wrist like shackles. He


    yanked her close to himself and whispered, ¡°Toote, Deirdre. You almost cost Lena her life. That isn¡¯t


    something I¡¯m gonna handwave away.¡±


    ¡°But I didn¡¯t!¡±


    Brendan shot her an icy re. It had been three days, yet she still held onto her lie. He loosened his


    grip suddenly and said, ¡°You wanna leave here, go ahead. I just wonder what¡¯s gonna happen to


    Sterling if you go.¡±


    Deirdre was stopped dead in the middle of her bid to run away. Her chest ached as though someone


    was tearing it open with their bare hands. Her eyes reddened as she cried, ¡°You¡¯re cruel.¡±


    Brendan sneered. ¡°Nowhere as adept in cruelty as you are, Deirdre. You would do anything to nder


    Lena, even hurting yourself.¡±


    Deirdre clenched her fists before looking up to meet his scornful smirk with despair. ¡° One day, when


    you realize that Charlene is behind all of this¡­ Will you regret all that you¡¯ve done?¡±


    Brendan felt as though his heart was being yanked from under its feet. ¡°That day will nevere


    because it isn¡¯t true! Charlene doesn¡¯t concoct schemes. As for me?¡±


    He loomed close to Deirdre and fixed his eyes straight through her face. He enunciated every single


    word emphatically, ¡°I don¡¯t have regrets. Ever!¡±


    ¡°Okay.¡± She smiled. ¡°You¡¯ll regret nothing.¡±


    Every second of that smile drove Brendan up the wall. He turned on his heels, avoiding it, and barked,


    ¡°Come on!¡±


    Deirdre lowered her head and followed him obediently inside. They entered one of


    the establishment¡¯s VIP rooms, where booming rave music came straight at them as


    soon as the door was opened. The music waster turned off, but much of its initial merriment


    remained. Deirdre could hear giggles and snickers from both men and


    women.


    Someone rose to their feet. ¡°Mr. Brighthall, wee, wee! I honestly thought you wouldn¡¯te!


    Guys, give him his seat, please¡­¡±


    It was then that he saw the woman tailing him.


    She looked like a nightmare, especially when illuminated by the club¡¯s lighting. He froze for a moment


    before asking gingerly, ¡°Er, who is this?¡±


    Brendan gave a cruel smirk. ¡°I¡¯ve been feeling under the weathertely, so I brought someone to drink


    in my stead. Hope you don¡¯t mind.¡±


    ¡°God, who would even mind that? We¡¯re stoked just to have you grace us with your presence!¡± the man


    replied. ¡°Come on, here¡¯s your seat!¡±


    The crowd was positively ingratiating in how they ushered Brendan to his seat. Deirdre was left by the


    door, rigid and awkward as a statue, without anyone sparing her even a nce.


    This was the kind of ce where only those who thrived on their ability to read the room and chose


    their allegiance could gather. Naturally, they noticed Brendan¡¯s contempt when looking at her and made


    their verdict.


    One of the women dragged a stool from somewhere and ced it in front of Deirdre. ¡°Sorry, man,¡± she


    said while holding back herughter. ¡°There are too many of us here. You could sit here.¡±


    Deirdre crouched low and felt for her ¡°seat¡±. It was ced in a corner so crowded she could not even


    spread her legs as she sat on that ufortably low stool.


    The crowd began tough. ¡°Aww, Mr. Brighthall, you even brought us a party clown! You shouldn¡¯t


    have!¡±


    Deirdre had grown used to mockery and scorn by this point, and yet she still found the simple act of


    raising her head a challenge. The force of humiliation itself seemed to be weighing on her neck.


    Wine and women were fun and pleasing to any rich young man, but the crowd soon grew a little weary


    of it. One of them-a young man wearing an extravagant ne around his neck-decided to have fun


    with the novelty item in the room. He prepared a bomb shot and ced it in front of Deirdre.

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    ¡°You¡¯re here to drink in his ce, right?¡± The young man started. ¡°Time to do your job! Chug this!¡±


    ¡°Chug! Chug! Chug!¡± The crowd began to mor excitedly.


    Deirdre had always been alcohol-intolerant. Just the stench of beer triggered a gag reflex, and she


    pushed the pint away, to the young man¡¯s displeasure. His smile stiffened. ¡°Hey, what¡¯s this supposed


    to mean? Are you trying to tell me that since you¡¯re Mr. Brighthall¡¯s b*tch, you wag your tail only for


    him? Boooooo! You¡¯re no fun!¡± Brendan watched the exchange from his seat. He crossed his legs and


    fiddled with his ring, his frigid onyx-ck eyes boring straight through Deirdre¡¯s face. His lips were


    curved when he chided cidly. ¡°Now, now. What did I tell you about your attitude when you were at


    my party? Have you forgotten already?¡±


    He did not sound particrly angry, but that nonchnce was a front to the biting chill only Deirdre


    understood. He was warning her. ¡°Defy me, and I¡¯ll take it out on Sterling.¡±


    ¡°Um, I¡­¡± Deirdre forced herself not to tremble. The more fear she disyed, the more excited these


    people would be. ¡°I¡¯ll have it.¡±


    She took the pint in her hand. Someone from the crowd shouted, ¡°Chug it! Don¡¯t drink it in sips like a


    wuss! Chug it in one go!¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s heart raced. The stinging stench of alcohol made her nauseous, but she thought of Sterling. If


    alcohol poisoning could save Sterling from being dragged back into hell, then so be it.


    She gnashed her teeth and chugged the cocktail down her throat. It stung-it felt like swallowing a long


    knife into her innards.


    The crowd cheered.


    Deirdre wanted to puke it all back out, but the man kept telling her to ¡°chug it in one go.¡± It was


    humiliating.


    When it was finally over, the world was already spinning. She was drunk. So much so that her mind


    had turned nk.


    Unfortunately, her pathetic stupor simply excited the crowd even more. ¡°More! More! More!¡±


    A woman in red stopped the man who started it. With a wink, she wondered aloud, ¡°I


    don¡¯t think she can take another one shot, guys. We might break her if we push for another one, and


    it¡¯s no fun ying with someone who¡¯spletely drunk, isn¡¯t it?¡±


    ¡°So, what do you suggest?¡±


    The woman in red scanned their surroundings. Her eyes fell onto the stage not far away, and she


    grinned. ¡°You guys have gotten used to seeing hot babes strip- dancing, right? But have you seen a


    sick girl do it? I mean, this girl has baster skin, guys. I bet seeing her strip-dancing is gonna be a


    vibe you¡¯ll never forget!¡±


    ¡°Oh my God! Sofia, you¡¯re a genius!¡± The crowd went wild. They pointed at Deirdre and cried, ¡°There¡¯s


    the stage! Dance! Dance! Dance!¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s senses were so blurry that she could not hear them at all. It took someone pouring a bucket


    of iced water over her to wake her up, though it could very well be the effects of having ice cubes


    raining down on her head like hailstones. The water was so nipping she breathed hard. It was like


    being scalded by hot water and being left in a frozenke simultaneously.


    ¡°Oy, wakey wakey! You can¡¯t seriously think you can wriggle out of this one by pretending to be drunk,


    right? Strip dancing, b*tch! Up there, on the stage! Now! Don¡¯t be a killjoy!¡±


    Strip dance? What?!


    Deirdre was aghast. She was shaking like a leaf-perhaps from the cold. These people saw her as a


    clown who existed for their amusement, and now they came up with something new to humiliate her?


    ¡°Come on, b*tch! You¡¯re wasting precious time here!¡±


    Someone among the crowd was beginning to feel impatient. They began to jostle her toward the stage.


    Just as Deirdre felt despair consuming her, she heard Brendan speak. ¡°Do you want to, Deidre?¡±


    She shook her head like her life depended on it. Tears rolled down her icy-cold cheeks. There was a


    painful storm in her heart.


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    Brendan snickered. He was the pack leader, the one who ultimately called the shots.¡± You don¡¯t have to


    dance if you don¡¯t want to. All you have to do is to call anyone you like with my phone and have that


    person rece you.¡±


    Deirdre felt a strike of lightning coursing through her brain. His intention was so transparent.


    Who else could she call¡­ other than Sterling?

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    Chapter 107 Forced Choice


    Brendan was forcing her to make a choice. She could save whatever remained of her dignity, but


    Sterling would have to lose his on her behalf. She would have to doom him to save herself.


    Brendan¡¯s sadism knew no bounds. How could he be so heartless?


    Deirdre sobbed. She felt faint spells, yet her heart was ironically much calmer than before. ¡°It¡¯s alright,¡±


    she said, her eyes as empty as her tone. ¡°I¡¯ll do it.¡±


    The room cheered. It was what everyone wanted. Amid the revelry, though, was Brendan¡¯s increasingly


    stormy expression. His eyes were cold.


    ¡°Do you understand what you¡¯ve just said? You¡¯re going to strip yourself clean and dance in front of a


    crowd of strangers. If you call Sterling, the most I¡¯ll make him do is


    make him drink.¡±


    The most he would do?


    Deirdre smiled between her tears. To hell would she even believe that!


    She would never believe him ever again.


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    How could she? When he told her he would never y favorites and stand behind


    Charlene without reason that night, he had said it like he meant it. When he made


    Charlene apologize, she believed his promation. It even made her wonder¡­ that maybe Brendan


    was not the one who had orchestrated her torment while she was


    incarcerated.


    Maybe both of them had been yed by Charlene. He was simply in the dark.


    Now, though, she was wiser. That delusion of hope was shattered.


    He said he would not y favorites, yet all it took to reverse his stance and see Deirdre as the sinner


    was Charlene overdosing on sleeping pills and the words of a random janitor. That was apparently


    enough ¡°evidence¡± for him to bring her here so she could suffer and be humiliated by so many people.


    almost feel pity for you, Brendan. You¡¯re so blind and dense. I think you deserve what¡¯sing for


    you.¡¯


    ¡°You don¡¯t have to say a word more. I¡¯ll do it.¡±


    She was a murderer whose face and eyes were ruined to the world. What else did she have? Why did


    she even need to preserve her dignity as a human being?


    Brendan was apoplectic. Disbelief practically coursed through his veins before emanating from him like


    a murderous aura.


    ¡°Perfect! Just perfect!¡± He scoffed. ¡°You chose this, Deirdre! You lost the right to even regret this now.


    ¡°Someone, lead her to the stage! She¡¯s blind as f*ck. She¡¯s gonna have to find her way up there if we


    leave her on her devices, and that will be wasting all our time, won¡¯t it?¡±


    The crowd was beyond excited. Sofia was particrly ecstatic. She was eager to make as much


    impression on Brendan as she could, so she led Deirdre up the stage. The colors of the lighting


    changed the moment the music yed. Everyone looked at the stage. Their eyes fixed on the ugly


    freak. ¡°Strip! Strip! Strip!¡±


    A few of them began recording just so they could share some entertainment with their friends.


    Deirdre felt cold. Her expression was that of numbness. The cheers and shrieks of her audience faded


    into white noise. Her trembling hand fell onto her cor and


    began to yank it open.


    ¡°Whoaaaaaaaaaa!¡± the crowd screamed. Who would have known someone so skinny would look so


    good underneath?


    Some of the more red-blooded men could not take it anymore. ¡°More! No!¡±


    Deirdre steeled herself and pulled her shirt down even harder.


    She hardly felt the cold on her naked skin when a coat suddenly surrounded her.


    A familiar stench filled her nose. Brendan¡¯s hands were clutching her shoulders like talons. ¡°Wh*re! You


    don¡¯t even respect yourself!¡±


    He was right. She did not. It was the same reason she had fallen in love with him or wanted to keep


    their child back then.


    The crowd¡¯s excitement died down into a puzzled silence. They stared at the stage, their expressions


    frozen, and exchanged nces. What the hell just happened?


    ¡°Uh, Mr. Brighthall? What¡¯s up?¡±


    Brendan gnashed his teeth and locked his arm around Deirdre¡¯s waist. He then turned around and


    smiled. ¡°You have to excuse me,dies and gentlemen. This woman¡¯s body is practically marred with


    scars-it¡¯s honestly disgusting to look at. It¡¯s gonna kill your mood, trust me. I have someone more


    interesting in my mind, so I was thinking of having him over as a form of even more superior


    entertainmentter!¡±

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    ¡°Oh, you¡¯re really thoughtful, Mr. Brighthall. This woman is indeed too skinny to look at. It¡¯s better to


    look for other fun than to disgust all of us here.¡±


    ¡°You¡¯re right. Such a skinny woman won¡¯t look beautiful when dancing.¡±


    The group repeated in agreement. It was only Sofia who furtively clenched her fist.


    ¡®How did Mr. Brighthall know when he said this woman was too skinny to look at? Can it be that he has


    seen this woman naked? Didn¡¯t he feel disgusted?¡¯


    The alcohol kicked in, and Deirdre began feeling hot and cold. Brendan dragged her forcefully to sit on


    the sofa.


    Deirdre was drunk and devoid of energy. She could only rely on Brendan for support. But when she


    sobered up, she would strive to hold herself up, unwilling to even


    touch Brendan.


    Brendan was infuriated when he became aware of it. He harshly grabbed Deirdre by her jaw as he


    barked, ¡°Deirdre, are you a psychopath who doesn¡¯t even know how to be thankful? Why didn¡¯t you


    appreciate my kindness in saving your life at all?¡±


    ¡®Appreciate?¡¯ Deirdre felt it was such a ridiculous remark even though she was feeling dizzy.


    Brendan was the main cause that Deirdre was finger pointed and was forced to that stage to do a


    striptease dance! Did she have to be grateful just because Brendan was not interested and dragged


    her off the stage?


    Could a thief not be a thief if they were to return a small part of what they stole because of a


    momentary soft-heartedness?


    It was just that Deirdre was so dizzy that she didn¡¯t have time to reply. She just felt nauseated and


    vomited on Brendan.


    Screams were heard from the surroundings. Brendan was covered with the stench of puke, which


    turned his face pale.


    The man beside Brendan was frightened. He knew how Brendan was notoriously squeamish with


    cleanliness. No one could handle it If Brendan was to fly into a rage.


    ¡°Mr. Brighthall, shall I get someone to tidy you up and change your clothes?¡± the man suggested.


    Sofia instantly rose to her feet and offered, ¡°Mr. Brighthall, let me help you.¡±


    Sofia looked at Deirdre, who was lying on the sofa, with disgust. ¡°Such a disgusting woman. How could


    she puke on you? Let me help you to tidy yourself up.¡±


    Just as Sofia came toward Brendan, thetter shook her off even before she could touch him. ¡°Get out


    of my way!¡±


    Brendan would feel disgusted being touched by any woman, let alone a woman with a chaotic private


    life.


    Brendan pushed Deirdre away. Frowning, he cleaned himself up with paper towels. When he was


    done, he held Deidre in his embrace again.


    ¡°I¡¯ll take her inside to tidy up. You guys can just go on.¡±


    Everyone around was stunned, looking at the unbelievable scene.


    They knew how squeamish Brendan was with cleanliness. Brendan would rub his hand until it turned


    red whenever someone, especially a woman, touched it.


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    To their surprise, Brendan hugged Deirdre, covered with filth, in his arms. He even took the initiative to


    tidy her up regardless of the stench and the possibility of getting dirty again.


    This was simply shocking!


    It was explicable if Deirdre was a peerless beauty. However, Deirdre was a woman with an ugly,


    disfigured face. Such an ugly woman was usually detestable even by any passerby on the street.


    Sofia¡¯s eyes reddened. She had attempted to seduce Brendan numerous times but to no avail. Looking


    at how Brendan treated Deirdre, she couldn¡¯t believe that she had lost to the ugly monster!


    Even under such an embarrassing situation, someone kicked the embarrassment by saying, ¡°Mr.


    Brighthall simply wants to clean up his mess, not because of the special rtionship between the two.


    After all, no one wants to touch such an ugly and stinky woman, would you?


    ¡°Moreover, all of you should have known thedy Mr. Brighthall is fond of. She is totally different from


    this ugly monster here. How can Brendan like this one here? So, please don¡¯t misunderstand. Let¡¯s


    continue enjoying our food and drinks!¡±

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    Chapter 109 You Are Such a Person


    ¡°That¡¯s right. Mr. Brighthall just wanted to clean up the stench of that woman. Let¡¯s continue drinking!¡±


    Everyone agreed but smiled rather forcefully. It was difficult for them to believe what they had said


    themselves.


    Brendan went to the room inside, kicked open the bathroom, and filled the bathtub with water.


    Following that, he tore Deirdre¡¯s clothes and threw her into the bathtub.


    ¡°Ah!¡± Deirdre choked on water, struggled vigorously, and her hands weakly clung to the edge of the


    bathtub. Her eyes reddened as she lifted her head to look at Brendan.


    Deirdre¡¯s whole body flushed at the effects of alcohol. Brendan was allured as his Adam¡¯s apple


    moved. He held her neck and kissed her hard.


    ¡°N-No-D-Don¡¯t-¡±


    Deirdre gasped for breath. She tried to push Brendan away, but she was so weak that it made her look


    as if she was pretending to be shy.


    Brendan ruthlessly restrained her wrist with formidable power. With hostility, he reprimanded, ¡°Don¡¯t?


    Weren¡¯t you trying harder than everyone else to be sexy? Weren¡¯t you going to do a striptease dance


    and really undress!?¡±


    Deirdre felt so painful that she sobered up. Under the stimtion of cold water,


    Brendan¡¯s voice sounded even harsher.


    ¡°Brenda¡­¡± Deirdre took a deep breath and retorted, ¡°W-Weren¡¯t you the one who


    asked me to do it?¡±


    Deirdre didn¡¯t understand why Brendan would me it on her.


    ¡°You had the choice.¡±


    ¡°I had the choice?¡± Deirdre smirked. ¡°Did you want me to get Sterling here?¡±


    Deirdre knew she was inferior but was not to the point of being ungrateful!


    Brendan held her chin tightly as he said lightly, ¡°Huh? Were you afraid that Sterling would be wronged?


    In order to protect him, you are actually willing to sacrifice yourself by shamelessly undressing in public,


    aren¡¯t you?¡±


    Deirdre was used to being humiliated by Brendan, so she merely looked up with her reddened eyes.


    ¡°This matter has nothing to do with him. Don¡¯t involve an innocent man.¡±


    ¡®Innocent man? If it weren¡¯t because of Sterling, how would Deirdre have a change in her character?¡¯


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    Indifferently, Brendan asked, ¡°Since you know so well, why do you still provoke and disobey me again


    and again? I told you to be honest, but you didn¡¯t! Why?¡±


    ¡°Why should I be dishonest?¡± Deirdre closed her eyes tremblingly. She knew she couldn¡¯t wake a


    person pretending to sleep. ¡°That night, you were the one who asked me and forced me to answer your


    question. That was the reason I told you, wasn¡¯t it?¡±


    ¡°Yes, but having me force you to answer my questions was part of your plot, right?¡± Brendan smirked.


    He was rather annoyed as he used her. ¡°You deliberately showed me your wound and involved


    Lena so that I would get angry at her in order to seek justice for you, weren¡¯t you? And now you¡¯re


    feeling you¡¯re receiving unfair treatment when you¡¯re such a vicious woman?¡±


    Deirdre was startled by Brendan¡¯s usation. Immediately after, a wry smile extended from the corner


    of her lip.


    If she were to be calctive and plotting, how would she be treated like a clown by those people out


    there?


    Brendan squinted as he continued. ¡°Deirdre McKinnon, don¡¯t act as if you are aggrieved. What you


    need to do now is to admit the fact that you¡¯ve done it. Don¡¯t you ever think that you aren¡¯t vicious,


    provided you aren¡¯t admitting it!¡±


    Brendan seemed to be merciful as he said, ¡°Apologize to Lena and swear that you¡¯ll behave yourself.


    Then, I¡¯ll consider forgetting your wrongdoings.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s face turned as pale as a sheet. Charlene had injured her, and she had fallen victim to


    Charlene¡¯s plot. Yet, in the end, she had to take the me and apologize to the perpetrator?


    It was the greatest leg-pulling joke ever!


    ¡°Impossible.¡± Deirdre¡¯s lips trembled as she persisted. ¡°I won¡¯t admit to things I¡¯ve never done before!


    Brendan, would you rather trust a janitor than trust me once?¡±


    ¡°That¡¯s because you¡¯re such a person yourself!¡± Brendan replied sternly and shook off Deirdre.


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    Chapter 110 I Don¡¯t Owe You Anything


    Brendan said in an icy-cold and condescending tone, ¡°It¡¯s because you can do such a thing. Anyway,


    I¡¯ve made a concession. If you are still stubborn, don¡¯t me me!¡±


    Brendan went out and mmed the door behind him. Deirdre was freezing. However, her disappointed


    heart was far colder than the freezing cold water itself.


    Deirdre¡¯s teeth chattered from the cold. She climbed out of the bathtub with difficulty, used her touch to


    locate a bath towel, and wrapped herself in it. When she opened the door, she felt an unfriendly gaze.


    Sofia was sizing up Deirdre before she said dismissively, ¡°Your figure is nothing more than that. I


    thought even if you looked ugly, you might have a good body shape. Now it seems that I¡¯m wrong.¡±


    From the voice, Deirdre knew who the person was. However, she didn¡¯t want to


    argue with her because her hair was still wet, and her head was in pain. She simply asked, ¡°Anything?¡±


    Sofia threw the bag she had been carrying at Deirdre¡¯s feet. ¡°These are the clothes Mr. Brighthall got


    me to buy for you so that you can put them on.¡±


    ¡°Oh.¡±


    When Deirdre picked up the bag and was about to enter the bathroom to change, Sofia couldn¡¯t wait to


    step forward and asked, ¡°What¡¯s your rtionship with Mr. Brighthall?¡±


    Deirdre didn¡¯t take it seriously as she asked in a reply, ¡°What do you think?¡±


    ¡°What do I think?¡± Sofia gnashed her teeth and said decisively, ¡°I think you¡¯re definitely not Mr.


    Brighthall¡¯s sexual partner. You don¡¯t look good enough for him!¡±


    ¡°Why would you ask me when you have denied the answer that you are concerned about?¡± Deirdre


    smirked and went toward the bathroom.


    Sofia was infuriated. She strode forward and blocked the door of the bathroom. ¡° How can you be so


    rude? You should just answer me when I ask you questions!¡±


    The stabbing pain in her head propelled Deirdre to say coldly, ¡°I don¡¯t owe you anything. Get out of my


    way.¡±


    ¡°Ugly monster, what are you pretending to be? Do you really think you can get carried away with


    comcency when Mr. Brighthall treats you somewhat preferentially ?¡± Sofia gritted her teeth as she


    said that.


    Following that, she thoughtfully added, ¡°By the way, do you know that Mr. Brighthall told those men out


    there that they can freely hook up with you, provided someone is willing to take you home?¡±


    ¡®What?¡¯ Deirdre¡¯s pupils constricted, her hands sped on the door frame tightened, her face turned


    pale, and she felt that blood rushed into her head in rage.


    Deirdre couldn¡¯t believe that Brendan would do that to her.


    Did Brendan want to drive her to her death?


    When Sofia saw Deirdre¡¯s pale face, her smile widened with satisfaction. ¡°Don¡¯t worry. There isn¡¯t


    anyone who has agreed yet. Your look is too disgusting, so no one is willing to take you back and scare


    themselves. Therefore, it¡¯s best that you clearly know your identity. You¡¯re merely just a toy to Mr.


    Brighthall!¡±


    Following that, Sofia left, leaving Deirdre alone. She bit her lip till it started bleeding while feeling


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    The party was about to end when Deirdre went out after putting on clothes. Surprisingly she was not


    troubled any more.


    As soon as Brendan sent Deirdre back to the vi, he received a phone call from Charlene, who told


    him that she was fearful after having a nightmare.


    When Brendan heard Charlene crying softly at the other end, he immediately rushed to the hospital.


    Meanwhile, when Deirdre heard the sound of the car starting and driving away, shey on the sofa and


    spent the whole night in the cold.


    The next morning, it was Sam who ced a nket on Deirdre. ¡°Ms. McKinnon, why are you sleeping


    here?¡±


    Deirdre replied in a hoarse voice, ¡°I was rather tired and toozy to go up. As such, I just sleep here on


    the sofa.¡±


    ¡°Oh I see. But please don¡¯t do it again because the weather is getting colder and colder. Moreover,


    you¡¯ve juste back from the hospital, so be careful not to catch a cold again.¡±

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    Chapter 111 How Did You Develop Such Great Ability?


    Sam didn¡¯t fake his concern, although he could ignore Deirdre just like other


    bodyguards.


    ¡°Thanks.¡± Sam¡¯s kindness touched Deirdre. She hesitated and decided to ask, ¡°Sam, can you help


    me?¡±


    ¡°If it¡¯s not something that will ce me in a difficult situation, I¡¯m happy to oblige.¡±


    Deirdre hurriedly said, ¡°No, it won¡¯t! I¡¯d just like you to help me find out where Sterling is now, his


    current situation, and whether he¡¯s living a good life during your spare time.¡±


    Deirdre was assured that Brendan wouldn¡¯t give up easily. The fact that Brendan hadn¡¯t humiliated her


    continuously at the party led to her assumption that Brendan might have shifted his focus on Sterling.


    Hence, she wanted to know Sterling¡¯s condition.


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    However, before Sam could answer, the sound of clothes hangers falling to the ground came from the


    door.


    Deirdre was stunned, and her chest tightened suddenly. She heard Brendan say while gnashing his


    teeth, ¡°You really miss him.¡±


    It was as if Deirdre had crossed Brendan¡¯s bottom line. He was emitting a bone- piercing chill aura,


    creating a suffocating atmosphere that turned Deirdre¡¯s face white as a sheet.


    Deirdre tried to exin, ¡°No¡­¡±


    ¡°No?¡± Brendan approached Deirdre, gripped her chin, and forced her head up. Rage overtook him as


    he barked, ¡°What do you mean by a no? Why would you want to know about his current situation if you


    weren¡¯t missing him? Don¡¯t tell me that you wanted to know when he would die!¡±


    Deirdre shivered intensely. Brendan¡¯s anger spiked to the point that he gripped Deirdre so hard that he


    wanted to crush her.


    Brendan hadn¡¯t slept all night. The moment he got back from the outside, a fresh swell of rage rose in


    him when he heard Deirdre talking only about Sterling without showing any concern about him not


    coming back all night.


    ¡°Mr. Brighthall.¡± As Sam saw how Deirdre¡¯s forehead knitted in pain, his heart skipped a beat. Hence,


    he faked a smile, trying to exin. ¡°Mr. Brighthall, you have misunderstood. Ms. Kinnon definitely didn¡¯t


    mean that. She¡¯s trying to show care to


    her acquaintance-¡±


    Sam received a re from Brendan before he could finish his exnation.


    ¡°Did I let you talk?¡±


    Sam grimaced.


    Deirdre was afraid to involve Sam, so she said while enduring the pain, ¡°Just go out, Sam. This matter


    has nothing to do with you.¡±


    As soon as Sam left, Brendan smirked. ¡°So, you¡¯ve started trying to protect anyone you meet? Is it


    because Sterling alone can¡¯t satisfy your needs? That¡¯s why you want to seduce even a bodyguard?¡±


    Before Deirdre could reply, Brendan went on teasing. ¡°The ability you have is not ordinary, indeed.


    Among all the bodyguards, Sam is the one I am most satisfied with. Not only does he have wisdom, but


    he also never minds other¡¯s business. Yet, he¡¯s broken the precepts a couple of times just because of


    you. I don¡¯t even know how you develop such great ability.¡±


    Deirdre gripped the sofa so tightly that her fingernails nched. Brendan was bored, and an idea


    popped into his mind. ¡°Go up and change your clothes. We¡¯ll go out.¡±


    ¡°Where are we going?¡±


    Deirdre became tense, and her heartbeat elerated.


    Brendan curled the corner of his lip into a mocking smile. ¡°You don¡¯t have to know. But no worries,


    you¡¯ll definitely be thrilled at the ce we are going.¡±


    Deirdre didn¡¯t have the right to refuse. She went upstairs to take a shower. Although she had changed


    into a new dress, it was still a monotonous long gray dress. Moreover, because she didn¡¯t smile often,


    she looked lifeless.


    Compared to the first time Brendan had met Deirdre at Sterling¡¯s ce, she looked a lot more awful


    now.


    Brendan was irritated as he looked at Deirdre. Hence, he left. It was Sam who came in and said, ¡°Ms.


    McKinnon, let me take you out.¡±


    Deirdre was momentarily startled before she replied, ¡°Sure.¡±


    She couldn¡¯t understand Brendan¡¯s capricious character. She didn¡¯t know what had infuriated Brendan


    again this time.

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    Chapter 112 Sterling is Here


    Brendan started the engine when they got into the car, and they remained quiet throughout the journey.


    When the car stopped, Brendan took Deirdre to the destination.


    The floor manager greeted Brendan with a broad smile in the lobby. ¡°Mr. Brighthall, wee. We¡¯ve


    prepared a table for you on the second floor. Let me take you there. By the way, the dishes will be


    served in minutes.¡±


    ¡®Dishes? Are we here t-to have a meal?¡¯ Deirdre was astonished. But her instincts told her that it wasn¡¯t


    as simple as she was thinking.


    However, when she sat on her seat fearfully, nothing happened.


    Brendan asked indifferently, ¡°What do you like to eat? I¡¯ve simply ordered some dishes, but I don¡¯t


    know if they suit your taste.¡±


    Deirdre clenched her fists as she felt inexplicably uneasy. ¡°Anything is good.¡±


    ¡°Really?¡± Brendan smirked. ¡°You¡¯ve said it yourself. Don¡¯t you me Lena again when you have


    something you disliketer.¡±


    Deirdre felt tense. She couldn¡¯t help but ask, ¡°Why are we here?¡±


    ¡°This is a restaurant. Do you know why I brought you here?¡±


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    Deirdre was wondering whether Brendan wanted to make up for that matter.


    Deirdre¡¯s mind went nk as she tensely waited for the answer. When there were noisesing from


    the outside, Brendan suddenly said, ¡°Come over. Come near me and kiss me.¡±


    Such an answer was out of Deirdre¡¯s expectations. She lifted her head with disbelief.


    Brendan expressed dissatisfaction. ¡°Are you unwilling? Or do you feel disappointed that I only took you


    out for a meal? You wanted to chat and dance with those rich guys yesterday, right?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s face turned pale in an instant. She put her arms on the table and moved her face closer to


    Brendan to feel his breath and locate his lips.


    Brendan snorted mockingly. He kept a distance from Deirdre and watched her try her best to get near


    him indifferently, even though she was trembling.


    Brendan held Deirdre¡¯s waist and teased her, ¡°How long do you want to remain irresolute? Just so


    unwilling?¡±


    Deirdre took a deep breath. ¡°I-I just can¡¯t locate your lips.¡±


    Brendan shifted his focus to Deirdre¡¯s neck and the unbuttoned uppermost button. He then said


    casually, ¡°Since you are the one who does this, you should know how to use your advantage to get


    others to take the bait. Unbutton the rest below.¡±


    ¡°Here?¡± Deirdre asked in a trembling voice because she was afraid that people mighte in anytime.


    ¡°You can choose not to unbutton yourself, but¡­¡± Brendan smirked coldly and didn¡¯t say anything


    further. Deirdre understood what Brendan meant. She closed her eyes and unbuttoned herself.


    Brendan seemed to be rewarding Deirdre by going near her and having his lips collide with hers. It was


    at this moment that the door flung open.


    Before Deirdre could react, Brendan held her head back and forcefully deepened the


    kiss.


    Deirdre heard the sound of tes falling to the ground near the door. Sterling¡¯s furious voice followed it.


    ¡°Brendan Brighthall! You b*stard!¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s eyes widened with disbelief. Even though she couldn¡¯t see anything, she saw endless


    darkness and her desperation.


    She couldn¡¯t believe that Sterling was here in this restaurant!


    Before Deirdre could react, Sterling rushed toward Brendan and punched him. He then took off his


    jacket and put on Deirdre.


    Deirdre was shivering. She finally knew the reason Brendan wanted her to unbutton herself and kiss


    him. Brendan wanted Sterling to see how she did whatever she could to curry favor with him like a sl*t.


    ¡°Sterling Fuller, what are you doing!? Do you know that he¡¯s our VIP? What the hell are you doing? Do


    you still want to work here and get your sry!¡±

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    The restaurant manager was astounded. It was his first time seeing a measly waiter hitting Brendan. If


    Brendan was angered, let alone Sterling, even he would be fired from his job!


    ¡°Apologize to Mr. Brighthall immediately!¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s fine.¡± Brendan wiped away the blood on his mouth and chuckled. ¡°How can I have the audacity to


    make the Fullers¡¯ young heir with a renowned reputation apologize to me?¡±


    ¡°What?¡± The restaurant manager¡¯s expression changed drastically. ¡°You are that illegitimate heir of the


    Fullers, huh? Why didn¡¯t you tell me about that earlier? If I were to know that you¡¯re him, I wouldn¡¯t


    even have let you work in our restaurant even if you asked for no pay!¡±


    He said to Brendan in haste, ¡°Mr. Brighthall, I was clueless about that! The boy imed he would be


    fine with the wage of a little over 100 dors with amodation and meals provided. I was under the


    assumption that he was a pauper. How would I have the courage to defy your order if I were to know


    about his real identity? Bring the boy here!¡±


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    Deirdre was utterly disappointed. So, it turned out that Sterling was already reduced to this extent.


    Brendan had already given the strict order of not giving Sterling a job in Neve, and Sterling would put


    up with the monthly wage of a little over 100 dors with amodation and meals included.


    Her eyes welled up with tears. It was all her fault. She was the jinx¡­


    Brendan clenched his fists tightly and sneered after seeing Deirdre¡¯s lower lip redden from her bite. ¡°I


    understand that the restaurant didn¡¯t hire him on purpose, of course. However, I can¡¯t just endure the


    punch for nothing, right?¡±


    The restaurant manager said, ¡°Sterling! Apologize at once!¡±


    ¡°That would be impossible!¡± Sterling¡¯s eyes widened in anger and turned bloodshot.¡± I would rather die


    than apologize to an evil b*stard like you!¡±


    He checked on Deirdre and felt his heart wrenching in pain. His voice turned hoarse when he said,


    ¡°What the heck is wrong with you, Brendan! It has only been a short time, right? How¡­ How did


    Deirdre lose so much weight¡­¡±


    Brendan¡¯s gaze turned colder as he observed Deirdre and Sterling¡¯s loving exchange.


    Meanwhile, someone suddenly walked into the room from the outside. The person


    was stunned for a moment after seeing the mess on the floor and Brendan and Sterling standing


    opposite each other in confrontation.


    ¡°What happened here? I¡¯ve only arrived a littlete, and there¡¯s trouble in the


    restaurant?¡±


    Deirdre felt difficulty breathing when she heard the voice. It was one of the people in Night City from


    yesterday, and the person held a rather high authority in Night City.


    ¡°You¡¯re here atst, Mr. Dean.¡± The restaurant manager looked at Andre Dean like a savior. Andre was


    the good friend of the restaurant¡¯s owner, so he would most certainly be able to resolve this dangerous


    situation.


    He exined the situation. Andre cracked a spurious smile and assumed the behavior of a good cop.


    ¡°It¡¯s a great day today, Mr. Brighthall. Let¡¯s not ruin your mood because of the illegitimate heir. How


    about we get Sterling to clean up the floor and let bygones be bygones?¡±


    ¡®Clean up the floor?¡¯


    Deirdre recalled how she was forced to scoop up the shattered ss with her bleeding hands in the


    hospital at once. At the thought of how the meals were hot and salty, she could not help panicking.


    ¡°Don¡¯t!¡±


    She blurted but regretted it immediately. It was because she could immediately feel, Brendan casting


    his killing gaze at once.


    ¡°Don¡¯t?¡± Andre immediately repeated and heaved a sigh. ¡°It would be fine for him not to do it. We¡¯ll get


    the police involved then. It should not be a serious matter. He will only be jailed for ten days to two


    weeks for assault.¡±


    The saying was ten days to two weeks, but Deirdre had no doubt that Brendan could make Sterling


    stay in jail longer than that in view of Brendan¡¯s capability.


    If Sterling were to get a permanent criminal record, he would not be able to practice medicine as he did


    before, even if he were to move to another city.

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    Deirdre¡¯s entire body was shaking. She felt as if the sky was copsing on her and that the coldness of


    the world was endless.


    ¡°Don¡¯t¡­¡± She inhaled a deep breath shakily, and her eyes reddened with tears in an attempt to calm


    herself as she pleaded with Brendan. ¡°I¡¯m begging you, Brendan. Don¡¯t get the police involved. I¡¯ll


    agree to any condition¡­¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t beg him! Deirdre!¡± Sterling felt his heart wrench in pain. He rubbed Deirdre¡¯s hair gently without


    any concern for Brendan¡¯s cold stare and said in a determined tone, ¡°I¡¯ll just be ced in a detention


    facility for a few days. It¡¯s nothing serious, and I don¡¯t care anyway.¡±


    He looked toward Brendan once again, his eyes filled with coldness. ¡°Our society is governed byw.


    Could it be that he¡¯s going to get me killed in the detention facility?¡±


    Brendan¡¯s gaze shifted away from Sterling¡¯s hand that was touching Deirdre¡¯s hand. He felt so agitated


    in his heart that he wanted to hit someone. While he was suppressing his anger, he lit a cigarette and


    cracked an enraged smile. ¡°I can see that you still don¡¯t understand what¡¯s going to happen to you,


    Sterling. Don¡¯t even think about bing a doctor no matter where you are if you get a permanent


    criminal record.¡±


    Sterling¡¯s eyes shook. ¡°So what? I¡¯ll be fine with not being a doctor. Could it be that I won¡¯t be able to


    live anymore after losing the job?¡±


    ¡°Sterling¡­¡± Brendan sneered, yet Deirdre¡¯s eyes were reddened with tears. She knew that being a


    doctor was Sterling¡¯s life pursuit. It was his life and dream.


    How could he possibly not care about that?


    ¡°No! Don¡¯t! Sterling can¡¯t get a permanent criminal record!¡± she cried profusely and shook her head


    frantically.


    Brendan furrowed his eyebrows tightly and waspletely indifferent.


    Andre said, ¡°If word of Sterling hitting someone without resolving the matter were to spread, Mr.


    Brighthall would be seen as easily bullied. We¡¯re only asking you to clean up the floor. Are you so noble


    that you can¡¯t lower yourself, Sterling?¡±


    ¡°You may call the police,¡± Sterling said in contempt. He was about to grab Deirdre¡¯s hand and leave


    with her.


    Brendan swept away the ss on the table and said, ¡°Clean it up, Deirdre.¡±


    He gave the order by saying, ¡°You don¡¯t want Sterling to be detained in a detention facility, right? Since


    Sterling won¡¯t yield, you¡¯ll take his ce. Don¡¯t get your hands all bloody likest time because you


    can¡¯t see.¡±


    Upon saying that, he looked at Sterling with a mocking gaze.


    Deirdre got up in haste upon hearing that.


    Sterling pulled her back. ¡°Have you lost your mind, Deirdre!? I don¡¯t need you to do this for me!¡±


    ¡°I will do it!¡± Deirdre inhaled a deep breath and held back her tears with a determined expression.


    ¡°Sterling, you¡¯ve already gotten in enough trouble because of me. I won¡¯t be able to hold my head up


    for the rest of my life if you get a permanent criminal record because of this incident.¡±


    ¡°What are you talking about? It was me who wanted to hit him, so how is that your fault?¡±


    Deirdre shook her head frantically. She did not have the courage to cry but


    understood more than anybody else that Sterling¡¯s act of punching Brendan was well within Brendan¡¯s


    n. It was her who caused Brendan to vent his anger at Sterling once again.


    ¡°It doesn¡¯t matter.¡±


    She hastily got down on her knees to pick up the mess, yet her eyes could not see, and her hands


    were moving toward the ss shards. Sterling could not bear to watch it anymore and stretched out his


    hands to stop Deirdre.


    ¡°That¡¯s enough, Deirdre! I don¡¯t need you to pick up my mess¡­ Even if I have to pick up my mess, I¡¯ll


    do it myself!¡±


    Andre pped. ¡°You¡¯re doing the right thing. You must handle your own matters as a manly man. If you


    don¡¯t, Ms. McKinnon will have to do it for you. Why would you do


    that to her?¡±


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    Sterling¡¯s face turned pale. Deirdre was about to speak when Brendan suddenly stood up and pulled


    her into his arms forcefully. The intense anger filled his chest, and he said in a raging voice, ¡°It¡¯s time to


    put an end to the disgusting interaction between the both of you.¡±


    Soon afterward, he shoved her away as if he was disgusted.


    Sterling clenched his teeth, got down on his knees, and picked up the shards with his hands.


    Andre exchanged a few looks with Brendan and walked toward Sterling, who was cleaning up step by


    step. Just as Sterling was picking up a ss shard, he raised his leg and stamped on Sterling¡¯s hand.

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    Chapter 115 She Has Admitted to it


    Cold beads of sweat streamed down Sterling¡¯s face, and he groaned in agony from the pain of the


    ss shard stabbing into his palm.


    Andre said ¡®Oops¡¯ and chuckled while he pulled back his leg. ¡°I¡¯m sorry, I was a little careless earlier. I


    haven¡¯t gotten you injured, right?¡±


    The restaurant manager was having a hard time regting his breathing at the sight of a ss shard


    stabbing into Sterling¡¯s palm. It was painful, yet he immediately stopped himself from speaking at the


    thought of Sterling almost getting him in


    trouble.


    There was only confusion in Deirdre¡¯s eyes. She asked frantically, ¡°What happened?¡±


    ¡°Nothing.¡± Andre stared at Sterling and enunciated his words clearly as he said, ¡°Mr. Fuller was injured


    a little from his carelessness during the cleanup earlier.¡±


    ¡®Injured?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s mind went nk. ¡®Sterling is a doctor. He can¡¯t afford to get his hands injured.¡¯


    She hastily asked, ¡°How do you feel, Sterling? I¡¯ll do it!¡±


    ¡°Yes, don¡¯t push yourself, Sterling.¡± Brendan flicked the cigarette between his fingers and sniggered.


    ¡°No one can stand the pain of a ss shard stabbing into the palm. If you really can¡¯t bear it anymore,


    let Deirdre do it. She will endure the hardship for you.¡±


    ¡®What?¡¯


    Deirdre was shocked. ¡®ss shard stabbing into the palm?!¡¯


    Blood drained from her face, and she felt dizzy. She gnashed her teeth in preparation to run to Sterling,


    but Brendan blocked her between the table and the sofa. He spoke in a cruel tone with his hand


    grabbing her hair. ¡°Sterling has yet to agree to swap with you. Behave yourself.¡±


    ¡®Swap with me? Sterling will never agree to that!¡¯


    Brendan did it so she would ept the punishment helplessly. She would live in torment and agony if


    Sterling declined the offer. If Sterling were to agree to the offer, she would be sent to the dungeon for


    being ungrateful!


    Any oue would be a delight to Brendan.


    Sterling refused to ept the offer, just as expected.


    Brendan took a puff of the cigarette and exhaled on her face. ¡°What a touching love story. You¡¯re really


    good, Deirdre. He would rather destroy his hands than swap with you willingly.¡±


    Deirdre loathed herself for being blind at this very moment because she could not see the severity of


    Sterling¡¯s injury.


    She sobbed, roared deeply, and clutched his arm tightly. ¡°Brendan, you promised that you wouldn¡¯t get


    him involved! You liar!¡±


    Brendan found her tears an eyesore and looked at her in disgust. ¡°You still have the nerve to bring that


    up, huh? I told you to exercise self-control and behave yourself in the past. Have you fulfilled your part,


    then? Since you vited the agreement on your side, why would I keep my promise then? You b*tch!¡±


    Deirdre covered her mouth because she was deeply hurt by those words. ¡®If you¡¯re out to condemn


    someone, you can always trump up a crime.¡¯


    Brendan clutched her chin. He felt a knot in the pit of his stomach, yet he cracked a smile. ¡°Are you in


    pain? You should feel the pain because Charlene was in a hundred times more pain than you when


    she took the sleeping pills and had to get a gastricvage! It¡¯s a thousand times more painful!¡±


    Just as expected¡­ He did it for Charlene. Brendan was so cruel because of her. He ruined her


    yesterday and was out to destroy Sterling¡¯s hand today so his life pursuit would be forsaken.


    She cried and was having an emotional breakdown bit by bit. She was about to lose her sense of pain.


    She kept her head lowered, her reddened eyes all nk. She knew what Brendan


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    wanted from her.


    ¡°Let Sterling off¡­ I was wrong. I admit that it was me who vilified Charlene. I was malicious, and I


    plotted a scheme to frame Charlene. I will take my punishment willingly.¡±


    Brendan was stunned, and his heart was racing. He could not feel the pain when he crushed the


    cigarette butt in his palm.


    ¡®Has she¡­ admitted to it?


    ¡®That¡¯s unbelievable. I treated her that way yesterday, but she stubbornly refused to admit it. It felt like


    the most humiliating thing that has ever happened to her in her life, but now, she actually¡­¡¯

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    ¡®All this just because of Sterling? She has aplete emotional breakdown just because he is


    punished lightly? She dered something that she has denied all this time.¡¯


    Brendan¡¯s chest was burning with anger, and he had no idea why.


    He wanted Deirdre to admit to it and was aiming for this particr goal, yet he was furious at the very


    moment she finally relented.


    He clutched her weak, thin wrist with his grip so strong that he could crush her bones. ¡°Deirdre, you


    have finally admitted to it!¡±


    ¡°Yes.¡±


    She had no choice but to admit it. Her innocence was nothingpared to Sterling. Moreover,


    Brendan had never believed that she was innocent.


    ¡°I knew it. You¡¯re despicable and unscrupulous, just as expected.¡± He was infuriated, and his grip over


    Deirdre was so strong that her little face turned pale. ¡°Why did I trust you and feel sorry for you in the


    past? Deirdre, you should be the one to take the sleeping pills! You should be the one to die!¡±


    Deirdre was about to suffocate to death. ¡°Yes, it should be me¡­¡±


    She endured the pain and held back her tears. She enunciated her words clearly when she said,


    ¡°Hence, I will apologize to Charlene and beg for her forgiveness. I will also swear an oath, just as long


    as you let Sterling off¡­¡±


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    The hands were a doctor¡¯s most important tool.


    Brendan pushed away Deirdre ferociously, and she was caught off guard that she fell to the sofa,


    hitting her head.


    Sterling¡¯s thin lips were ghastly pale, and he had his head lowered to clean up the floor. He ran up to


    her upon witnessing the scene. ¡°What are you doing, Brendan!? How could you do this? It¡¯s Deirdre¡¯s


    misfortune for being acquainted with you!¡±


    Had Andre not stopped Sterling with his quick, agile movements, Sterling would have already hit


    Brendan.


    Brendan wiped his hands with a tissue after touching Deirdre¡¯s hands. He looked at Sterling with icy-


    cold eyes and a sneer on his lips. ¡°Misfortune? You¡¯re wrong.


    Deirdre enjoyed being treated by me in this manner. She is inherently despicable andes to me


    obediently like a dog when I call out to her. You may ask her if you don¡¯t believe me.¡±


    He spoke in contempt.


    Sterling¡¯s eyes were bloodshot with anger.


    Deirdre was gasping for air but still struggled to speak. ¡°Yes. I chose to stay with Brendan willingly.


    Sterling, I¡¯m grateful that you came to my help, but you will only put me in more trouble when you


    behave this way.¡±


    ¡°Deirdre¡­ Why are you being like this? What does he know that gives him a hold over you?¡±


    Deirdre got up from the sofa with great difficulty. She did not answer the question but said with a


    lowered gaze, ¡°Sterling, listen to me and leave Neve for the sake that we¡¯re friends.¡±


    Sterling was incredulous. ¡°Deirdre¡­ Are you getting rid of me?¡±


    Deirdre turned her face away. Brendan narrowed his eyes because he understood Deirdre¡¯s intention.


    He would not be able to do anything to Sterling if thetter were to move to another city. She would


    spare no effort in saving Sterling.


    ¡®That¡¯s really naive!¡¯


    ¡°Sterling, don¡¯t you understand the words?¡± Brendan had a mocking expression. ¡°She wants to get rid


    of you. If that¡¯s the case, you should leave soon so you won¡¯t be an eyesore.¡±


    Sterling refused to do that, naturally. However, he could not fight against Andre and the few


    bodyguards posted outside. He was pulled outside by force.


    Deirdre was gasping for air when the door was closed, holding her chest. She could feel the constant


    heartburn from the acid reflux. Even though she did not eat much, she could not refrain from hurling.


    ¡®This is disgusting. Everything is too disgusting.¡¯


    When the hurling was over, she suppressed the bitterness she tasted on her tongue and said with


    reddened eyes, ¡°You¡¯re going to let him off, right? Don¡¯t let him be sent to the detention facility. I¡¯ll


    apologize to Charlene.¡±

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    Chapter 117 You¡¯re So Unwilling to Part With Her


    Brendan gnashed his teeth. ¡®This is all she¡¯s concerned about at this point.¡¯


    ¡°You should have acted differently if you knew it woulde to this!¡±


    Deirdreughed and felt her head spinning. ¡®You¡¯re right. I should have acted differently if I knew it


    woulde to this¡­¡¯


    In the end, Brendan drove and abandoned her at the vi. He said coldly, ¡°Charlene is still in the


    hospital. I¡¯ll bring her to the vi when she has recovered. Remember to speak, and don¡¯t pretend to be


    mute by then!¡±


    Brendan drove away before Deirdre could answer. He found Madam Brighthall in the room when he


    arrived at the hospital. Her expression was slightly unpleasant when she saw Brendan.


    ¡°You¡¯re here just at the right time, Brendan. Follow me outside. I have something to talk to you about.¡±


    Madam Brighthall got up, shut the door, and made her way to the side with Brendan. She said eagerly,


    ¡°Have you lost your mind, Brendan? That woman has already resulted in Charlene¡¯s admittance to the


    hospital twice. Charlene almost lost the use of her legs previously, and she almost caused Charlene¡¯s


    death this time! You still won¡¯t get rid of the woman after all these?¡±


    ¡°Mother.¡± Brendan furrowed his eyebrows. His wless, handsome face was filled with gloominess.


    ¡°This is aplicated matter. You shouldn¡¯t intrude.¡±


    ¡°Complicated?¡± Madam Brighthall sneered. ¡°I would like to know howplicated it is. Could it be that


    this is not that woman¡¯s fault? Charlene is in her current condition after she showed up!¡±


    ¡°Yes.¡± Brendan exhaled, looked up, and said in a righteous tone, ¡°However, I¡¯m equally responsible


    too.¡±


    Madam Brighthall was shaking. ¡°Here you go again! You are still obsessed and are constantly backing


    that woman. When ites to assuming responsibility, do you remember that you promised Charlene


    that you would treat her well for the rest of your life? What¡¯s with that woman that makes you so


    unwilling to part with her!?¡±


    The words ¡®unwilling to part with her¡¯ affected Brendan. He furrowed his eyebrows and said, ¡°It¡¯s not


    that I¡¯m unwilling to part with her!¡±


    ¡°If that is not the case, make her leave then! Don¡¯t let her show up, within our sight anymore!¡±


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    Brendan clenched his fists tightly until his knuckles turned white. ¡°I have to give her the punishment she


    deserves first, anyhow.¡±


    As soon as he made the remark, Madam Brighthall was momentarily stunned.


    Brendan said, ¡°How can she get an end so easily? The act of making Deirdre leave is an easy out for


    her. I¡¯m going to handle this matter properly to ensure that Charlene won¡¯t be treated unjustly again.


    Don¡¯t worry. You should head home earlier to rest.¡± He gave the order to the bodyguards to send


    Madam Brighthall off. He turned around and found Charlene already standing at the door of her room.


    Her face was ghastly pale, and she forced a quick smile. ¡°I heard what you told Mother earlier. I hope


    you don¡¯t misunderstand this. I didn¡¯t tell her that my injury was due to Ms. McKinnon. She found out


    about it herself, and I don¡¯t have any intention for her to get rid of Ms. McKinnon either¡­¡±


    She had her head lowered, aggrieved. Brendan suppressed the agitation he felt in his chest and patted


    her back. Charlene took the opportunity to lie on his chest.


    ¡°Brendan, isn¡¯t it good to let Ms. McKinnon leave? I¡¯m so scared that you¡¯ll be deceived by her once


    again. I was lucky to be found by you and saved. How about next time?¡±


    ¡°I won¡¯t.¡± Brendan pursed his lips tightly, his dark eyes cold. ¡°I will never believe a single thing that


    comes out of her mouth from now on. When you get better,e back to my vi to recuperate. I¡¯ll get


    Deirdre to take care of you andpensate for her mistake.¡±


    ¡®Compensate?¡¯


    Charlene¡¯s expression turned unpleasant, and she clenched her fists so tightly that her nails dug into


    her palms where Brendan could not see.


    ¡®Brendan still doesn¡¯t want to get rid of Deirdre even after almost causing my death? What the heck is


    he thinking!?¡¯


    Charlene attempted to calm herself with all her might from the anger.


    ¡®It¡¯s fine. If I can vilify Deirdre once, I can vilify her once more just the same.¡¯

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    ¡®Deirdre will not be able to outshine me when I move into the vi.¡¯


    A tinge of cruelness shed past her beautiful eyes. Soon afterward, she nodded with a gentle


    expression. ¡°I don¡¯t have any request except for Ms. McKinnon not to hurt me anymore.¡±


    In the next three days, Brendan did not visit the vi anymore. Deirdre sat in the spacious living room


    by herself just as she did two years ago.


    The only change was her state of mind. She went from being a white jasmine waiting for the rising sun


    to a wilted rose emitting rot and stench inside out.


    ¡°Ms. McKinnon.¡± Sam had been guarding the door all this time and had been watching as Deirdre sat


    on the sofa in a daze from sunrise to sunset. He felt rather sorry for her and could not refrain from


    striking up a conversation with her. ¡°The flowers in the yard have bloomed and smell great. Would you


    like to head outside for a stroll? Perhaps you can get a whiff of the floral scent while you¡¯re at it?¡±


    Deirdre remained in the same position for a long time before she suddenly moved. ¡± The flowers have


    bloomed?¡±


    ¡°Hmm. There are many of them, and they look like a massive sea of flowers from afar. The scent is not


    too overpowering either.¡±


    ¡°Really?¡± Deirdre lowered her head and chuckled.


    She nted those flowers.


    ¡°Take me there, please.¡±


    Sam was stunned for a moment upon seeing the smile on the woman¡¯s face. He only recovered from


    the surprise after a long while and felt his face burning slightly. He led Deirdre by supporting her arm.


    The floral scent in the yard was not overpowering and stirred up emotions in her. Deirdre touched the


    flowers and realized that the flowers were not that different from how she remembered them. She said,


    ¡°Sam, please bring me a spade.¡±


    ¡°Sure.¡± Even though Sam had no idea what was the purpose of the spade, it was Deirdre¡¯s first time


    uttering a word in three days. He hastily grabbed a spade from the


    garage.


    ¡°Here, Ms. McKinnon.¡± He passed the spade and asked, ¡°You want the spade¡­¡±


    Before he could finish his sentence, he watched as Deirdre felt for a flower¡¯s root and lifted the whole


    flower together with its soil.


    The flowers fell over and stunned Sam. He came to respond to the situation by saying, ¡°What are you


    doing, Ms. McKinnon?¡±


    Deirdre wiped away the sweat on her face and thought about how weak she was. She did not utter a


    word, but she uprooted another flower. A small area of the beautiful flower bush fell over within a short


    period.


    I nted these in the past.¡± She caught her breath after she stopped before she said, ¡°However, this


    ce doesn¡¯t deserve them anymore. Sam, you can nt them in your house garden if you like. If you


    don¡¯t, just bury them elsewhere so they won¡¯t be trapped on this ground for the rest of their lives


    without anyone to appreciate their beauty, just like their master.¡±


    She was very calm. She was so calm that she saddened Sam.


    He took the spade and cracked a smile. ¡°Why didn¡¯t you tell me that earlier, Ms. McKinnon? I was


    under the assumption that you were bored from staying in the house and had too much energy to use.


    There are too many flower bushes here, and you can¡¯t see them. You can leave this task to me. Don¡¯t


    worry, I¡¯ll dig them up until the soil is clean without leaving any stalks behind.¡±


    Deirdre was stunned. Soon afterward, she cracked a smile and said sincerely, ¡°Thank you.¡±


    She packed up the flowers by tying them with agile movements so Sam could take them. Sam returned


    at night and ced a box on the coffee table.


    ¡°What is that?¡±


    Before Sam could speak, the sound of a puppy¡¯s whine could be hearding from


    the inside.


    Deirdre¡¯s empty eyes glistened with a glint. Sam pulled out the puppy and sniggered in an


    embarrassed manner. ¡°You gave me those flowers, so I thought I should also return your gift. This is


    the puppy born by my neighbor¡¯s old dog. It has just opened its eyes, so I believe that you will enjoy


    holding it.¡±


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    She liked it. She liked it, of course. However, the glint in her eyes turned into dread soon afterward.


    ¡°Please send it back.¡±

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    Sam could not help feeling disappointed. ¡°Don¡¯t you like it, Ms. McKinnon?¡±


    ¡°No¡­¡± Deirdre rubbed the puppy¡¯s head, and it moved closer to her affectionately to lick her fingers. ¡°I


    can¡¯t see, so it will be very difficult for me to take care of it. Moreover¡­ I¡¯m living in someone¡¯s house


    now, so how can I keep a pet without Brendan¡¯s permission?¡±


    ¡°So it turns out that you¡¯re concerned about this, Ms. McKinnon.¡± Sam could not help chuckling. ¡°Don¡¯t


    worry. I¡¯ll take care of the puppy¡¯s day-to-day needs. As for Mr. Brighthall, I¡¯ll inform him once he has


    cooled down. It¡¯s just a pet. He won¡¯t mind it.¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t¡­¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t reject me anymore, Ms. McKinnon. In truth, I can¡¯t send back the puppy anymore because the


    neighbor¡¯s dog died after giving birth to it. The neighbor tore himself away from the puppy in fear that


    he would miss the old dog. However, I¡¯m not at home most of the time. If you don¡¯t want it, I really don¡¯t


    know what to do with it anymore, Ms. McKinnon.¡±


    Deirdre was touched. She could hear the puppy¡¯s whining and how it was suckling on her fingertip so


    sentimentally as if it was looking for its mother.


    ¡°You don¡¯t have a family, huh?¡± She hugged the puppy in her arms. It was tiny and curled up in her


    armsfortably without any shyness.


    ¡®It is just like me now. I have a mother, but it¡¯s so difficult to see her.¡¯


    ¡°Alright then¡­¡± Deirdre loved the puppy so much that she could not bear to part with it. She assumed a


    gentle expression for the first time. ¡°I¡¯ll take it.¡±


    Sam was slightly stunned by Deirdre¡¯s current expression. He nodded after a long while and said, ¡°I¡¯ll


    get some pet milk powder for the puppy then.¡±


    ¡°Hmm.¡±


    Sam left to buy it in a rush. Deirdre cautiously ced a nket in the box and ced the puppy in the


    box.


    ¡°You don¡¯t have a name yet, right?¡± She muttered to herself, ¡°You shall be named¡­ Bliss. I hope that


    you can be in perfect happiness.¡±


    It was a simple name, but it was something so extravagant for her.


    The sound of a car¡¯s engine was hearding from the courtyard. Deirdre shut the box and made her


    way to the door under the assumption that Sam was back. She


    said to the sound of footsteps, ¡°Did you get everything?¡±


    ¡°Get everything what?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s smile vanished abruptly. The man¡¯s cold, impatient tone sent a chill down her spine until her


    joy of receiving Bliss vanishedpletely.


    Brendan stretched out his hand and clutched half of her face, his expression icy


    cold. ¡°Speak. Have you lost your voice?¡±


    Deirdre could not refrain from shaking and said with great difficulty, ¡°Sam went out to get some stuff.¡±


    ¡°What is he getting?¡±


    Deirdre sped her hands tight behind her and lowered her eyes. ¡°Tampons.¡±


    Brendan furrowed his eyebrows and removed his jacket. ¡°Aren¡¯t you supposed to get it on the 20th?


    Why are you getting your period on the 15th?¡±


    ¡°Lifestyle factors.¡±


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    Brendan ignored her and poured himself a ss of water. He took a sip and said in a cold voice,


    ¡°Charlene will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow.¡±


    Deirdre pursed her soft lips. No wonder he came today out of nowhere. He came to warn her.


    ¡°I¡¯ll move Charlene into the vi for a few days by then. Remember what you promised me. I will never


    let you or Sterling off the hook if anything bad happens during her stay.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s face turned ghastly pale, and she lowered her head. ¡°Noted.¡±


    Brendan was infuriated by the sight of her fearful, tortured mannerisms. He had no idea why he would


    come here when he had tons of work left in thepany.


    All of a sudden, the box moved, and he shifted his gaze. ¡°What?¡±


    Deirdre took two steps forward in haste and protected the box, ¡°No¡­ Nothing¡­¡±

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    Brendan¡¯s eyes were narrowed, and he wore a very dangerous expression. ¡®She is already starting to


    keep her own secret after leaving her in the vi for just a few days.¡¯


    ¡°Deirdre, I¡¯m going to count to three. Don¡¯t evoke my anger.¡±


    She bit her lower lip tightly.


    ¡°Three, two¡­¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s Bliss.¡±


    ¡°Bliss?¡±


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    Deirdre had onlye to realize that she had called out the puppy¡¯s name. She opened up the box,


    completely terrified, and revealed the furry, whiny puppy head inside. The puppy moved toward Deirdre


    to sniff at her.


    ¡°This is it.¡±


    Brendan backed away in disgust. He was allergic to dogs. ¡°Why did you bring this here? Get rid of it


    immediately.¡±


    Deirdre bit her lower lip and did not attempt to refute. Instead, she wrapped her arms around the box to


    protect it.


    Brendan sneered. ¡°What are you doing, Deirdre? Do you regard this as your home? You¡¯re just a dog


    to me, yet you¡¯re still trying to keep a pet?¡±


    The remark was so harsh that Deirdre¡¯s eyes reddened with tears as she attempted to exin, ¡°It¡¯s a


    young puppy, and its mother is dead. It is still very young and going to die without someone caring for


    it¡­ I¡¯m just going to keep it until it¡¯s a little older, then I¡¯ll send it away. Is that alright?¡±


    Brendan was not nning on letting Deirdre keep the dog, but his expression changed drastically when


    he heard Deirdre mention that its mother was dead. He could not bring himself to voice his disapproval


    all of a sudden.


    The puppy opened its eyes and rubbed itself against Deirdre¡¯s arm. It reminded him of Deirdre. ¡®Isn¡¯t


    the puppy the same as her? Both Deirdre and the puppy have nothing and live pitiful lives.


    ¡®It¡¯s only that Deirdre is not smart enough. If she were to depend on me and behave herself like the


    puppy, she wouldn¡¯t have ended up where she is now.¡¯


    He did notment further.


    Sam showed up coincidentally and saw Brendan¡¯s car parked in the courtyard. He felt rather


    embarrassed with the items he was carrying in his arms.


    ¡°Mr. Brighthall.¡±


    Brendan nodded and headed upstairs by himself. No one had expected the oue


    of this situation.


    His behavior signified his eptance of the puppy. Deirdre teared up in joy and sniffed as she fed milk


    to the puppy with Sam¡¯spany. She waited until the puppy dozed off after being fed full of milk


    before she headed upstairs.


    She headed to the bedroom and felt the overbearing presence in the surroundings.


    Brendan furrowed his eyebrows lethargically and removed his tie. ¡°Take a shower and clean yourself


    properly before youe out. Don¡¯t me me for taking it upon myself to wash you if I smell even a


    tinge of dog stench on you.¡±


    It was very obvious what would happen next. Deirdre bit her lower lip tightly and thought, ¡®Isn¡¯t it


    enough for you that you have Charlene?¡¯


    Unfortunately, she could not bring herself to say it.


    It was because Brendan would be infuriated for sure, and she wanted to prevent Bliss from being


    abandoned.


    In the end, she got into the bathroom and took a shower. She was tossed into the bed for an amorous


    congress when she got out of the shower. In the midst of the act, Brendan asked, ¡°Are you having your


    period?¡±


    Deirdre shut her eyes as he mocked her crude lie.


    When it ended, Deirdre¡¯s head was spinning, but she still reached for the pill in the


    drawer.


    Brendan watched as she consumed the pill and wrapped his arm around her. He was well aware of


    how the malicious woman was skilled in putting on an act but feltfortable for reasons that he could


    not exin when he smelled the faint scent of her body.


    Before they slept, he whispered into her ear, ¡°Deirdre, my patience has always been very limited. This


    is thest chance you get. If you still don¡¯t behave yourself, be warned that you won¡¯t be able to bear


    the consequences.¡±


    Upon saying that, he fell asleep and breathed evenly.


    Deirdre had her eyes opened, her heart filled with boundless coldness.


    Brendan was awakened instinctively while Deirdre was still asleep in his arms. She was tiny and was


    sleeping soundly without twitching.


    Before heading downstairs, he covered her with a nket and put on his suit. He walked past the yard


    and halted to a stop abruptly. He saw the barren ground on the right side that looked as if something


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    He had no idea what it was, but it felt as if something was torn from his heart when it vanished so


    suddenly.


    ¡°Mr. Brighthall.¡± His driver was there to pick him up. ¡°What happened?¡±


    ¡°Nothing.¡± He turned around and said, ¡°Let¡¯s go.¡±


    Deirdre went straight to check on the box as soon as she woke up. Bliss was in there, but she could not


    see, so she could only feel around for the puppy with her hands. The puppy seemed to be sleeping and


    it would snore asionally.


    It was awakened upon sensing Deirdre¡¯s presence and it licked her fingers while it barked twice.


    Deirdre chuckled because it really was adorable.


    ¡°Ms. McKinnon.¡±


    Sam came in for his shift and felt pleased deep down to find Deirdre smiling at Bliss in the box. ¡°Have


    you had breakfast?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m not in a rush to have breakfast.¡± Deirdre rubbed the puppy¡¯s fur. ¡°Let¡¯s get some milk for it.¡±


    Deirdre took the puppy outside to get some sun when it was full from the milk and satisfied. The sound


    of a car driving into the courtyard ahead was heard as she sat by the door.


    Deirdre was stunned for a moment. The car drove until it was right in front of her and stopped a short


    distance away from her. Brendan¡¯s voice could be clearly heard, and he sounded concerned. ¡°Be


    careful when you get out of the car. Don¡¯t hurt yourself.¡±


    Charlene said tenderly, ¡°I¡¯m not that weak. Could I fall while taking a few steps toward the house?


    You¡¯re making a big fuss out of a trivial matter.¡±


    ¡°I care about you.¡±


    It was a harmonious, loving conversation, and Deirdre did not wish to eavesdrop. She held Bliss in her


    arms, ready to head into the house, when she heard Charlene¡¯s


    voice.


    ¡°Ms. McKinnon.¡± Charlene sounded like she was conflicted before she chuckled magnanimously. ¡°it has


    been a long time since west met each other.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s expression was icy. Bliss began growling at Charlene in her arms for some


    unknown reason, so Deirdre hastily covered its mouth.


    Charlene appeared to be scared out of her wits. She backed away and leaned into Brendan¡¯s arms, her


    eyes red with tears. She said with a fake smile, ¡°Is that Ms. McKinnon¡¯s new pet¡­ It¡¯s rather lively. Just


    a little terrifying.¡±


    Brendan¡¯s dark eyes turned cold instantly. ¡°Deirdre, train your dog properly. If it growls at Charlene


    again, we¡¯re getting rid of it.¡±


    Deirdre bit her lower tip tightly and returned to the living room swiftly to stuff Bliss into the box. She had


    no idea why Bliss would suddenly bark, as Bliss had always been mild-tempered. Sheforted the


    puppy softly and took it to her room.


    After leaving her room, she found Brendan and Charlene already engaged in a lively conversation in


    the living room. As she stood on the second floor, Deirdre was


    unsure if she should head downstairs.


    Brendan caught her off guard when he took a nce at her. ¡°Are your legs broken, or have you lost


    your voice? Why aren¡¯t youing downstairs to greet us?¡±


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    Deirdre took a deep breath and clenched her fists tightly for a short moment before she walked


    downstairs.


    ¡°Ms. McKinney.¡± Her gaze was lowered, and she still could not bring herself to say


    sorry.


    She could not reconcile herself with the situation and she felt aggrieved. It was obvious that Charlene


    had started everything but she was acting as though she was the victim in this situation and she was


    taking advantage of the benefits.


    Brendan grew impatient from waiting, his expression turning gloomy at once. ¡°What did I instruct you to


    do?¡±


    Deirdre suppressed her tormented feelings and said slowly, ¡°Ms. McKinney¡­ I¡¯m sorry for vilifying you


    over my injured hands. I¡¯m sorry that you¡¯ve been wronged despite being innocent and that I almost put


    you in harm¡¯s way¡­ I swear on my life that I shall die a tragic death if I do it again.¡±


    Charlene¡¯s eyes were smiling, but she feigned a magnanimous expression. ¡°Don¡¯t, Ms. McKinnon!


    You¡¯re not supposed to swear on your life. I¡¯ve already let bygones be bygones regarding that incident.


    After all, everyone surely makes mistakes. Besides, because of you, my rtionship with Brendan


    keeps growing stronger.¡±


    ¡°You don¡¯t need to tter her,¡± Brendan said in an icy tone. ¡°Our rtionship has nothing to do with her


    and it won¡¯t change in the slightest because of her.¡±

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    ¡°Yes.¡± Charlene chuckled and said, ¡°However, it¡¯s possible that I will need to stay in the vi for some


    time because of my health, Ms. McKinnon. I¡¯m sorry that you need to put up with me.¡±


    Deidre sneered soundlessly. ¡®This woman is really good at being a hypocrite both with her words and


    demeanor. However, Brendan just can¡¯t seem to notice what a hypocrite she is.¡¯


    She nodded. She really wanted to remove herself from that ce and head upstairs, but Charlene said,


    ¡°Let¡¯s have a meal together, Ms. McKinnon. I¡¯m quite good at cooking.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s fine¡­¡± Before she could reject the offer, she sensed Brendan¡¯s overbearing gaze.


    He was warning her.


    Deirdre changed her words and suppressed her disgust. ¡°Sure.¡±


    Soon, Charlene headed to the kitchen to cook, and they gathered around the dining table. She


    prepared a full te of food for Deirdre and said with a gentle smile, ¡°I don¡¯t like your food preferences,


    so I prepared a normal meal. Have a taste and let me know if you like it, Deirdre.¡±


    As Deirdre picked up the cutlery, she heard Brendan¡¯s insistent, icy remark. ¡°Why would she not like


    your cooking? Who does she think she is? She¡¯s going to savor every bit, right until thest bite.¡±


    ¡°Yikes, what if Ms. McKinnonins¡­ that she doesn¡¯t like my cooking?¡±


    ¡°She would not dare. You made this with painstaking effort.¡±


    Deirdre chuckled in a self-mocking way. She picked up a bite with her cutlery and put it in her mouth


    before she choked on the food and spat it out.


    It was too spicy. It was bitter and spicy, and the taste was all sorts of strange.


    Charlene¡¯s eyes reddened with tears instantly. ¡°Is my cooking really that bad, Ms. McKinnon?¡±


    Brendan threw his cutlery on the ground with a loud bang, looking extremely furious. ¡°Deirdre, there¡¯s a


    limit to your affection! I tasted the food, and it tasted pretty good. Why are you feigning disgust?¡±


    ¡°Forget it, Brendan¡­¡± Charlene held back her tears and clutched the hem of her skirt with her hands,


    as if she was being treated unjustly. ¡°I¡¯m sure that it¡¯s because of my


    poor cooking skills that Ms. McKinnon hates my food¡­ It¡¯s fine that Ms. McKinnon. doesn¡¯t like it¡­¡±


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    ¡°She hates your food? Didn¡¯t she use to swallow cold, tasteless mush in prison in the past? She¡¯s


    asking for pity on purpose.¡± Brendan cast a ferocious nce at Deirdre.¡± Deirdre, don¡¯t even think


    about getting any rest today if you don¡¯t finish your food. I would like to see if you¡¯re really incapable of


    finishing your meal!¡±


    Deirdre inhaled deeply. There was nothing that Brendan could say to her now that would hurt her more.


    She found it amusing that Charlene would prepare a meal for her painstakingly just to prank her.


    The consequences of not finishing the meal were very apparent. Bliss would be kicked out, while she


    would still need to finish the meal in the end.


    She took a deep breath, clutched the cutlery tightly, and took a huge bite.


    The spiciness and bitternesstched onto her taste buds, and she was so disgusted that she began


    experiencing acid reflux. Her eyes welled up with tears from the strong vor. She then resisted the


    nausea and forced herself to keep the food down before taking another bite.


    She could not allow herself to rest her taste buds because it would only be more agonizingter.


    In the end, her mouth was numb from the spiciness, and the disgusting vor made her stomach churn.


    She breathed deeply to keep the food in.


    ¡°Will¡­ Will that be alright?¡±


    Charlene had been witnessing the whole process all this time. Apart from feeling proud, she had a


    rather hard time epting Deirdre¡¯s endurance. Deirdre should have already flown into a rage under


    normal circumstances.


    ¡®Could it be because she has been punished by Brendan? Yet if that is the case, how will I be able to


    effectively provoke Deirdre into attacking me within a short period of time so I can kick her out of the


    vi?¡¯


    Her eyes rolled around as she thought to herself. Brendan could not bear to watch Deirdre anymore, so


    he said, ¡°Go upstairs.¡±


    Deirdre headed upstairs without turning back. She ran to the toilet and threw up profusely. Her throat


    had already grown numb from the pain, and her face was drenched in tears. She sat on the ground in


    dejection.

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    Chapter 123 Would You Believe Me if I Told You Then


    Deirdre did not notice when Bliss got out of the box and moved close to her, whining to lick her fingers.


    Her throat hurt so much that she could not speak, so she could only hold Bliss in her arms and bite her


    lower lip tightly to stop her body from shaking.


    ¡®This is pure agony. When will days like this one end?¡¯


    She suddenly envied Bliss. She envied the dog because someone would hold it and give it warmth


    when it whined, yet she had nothing.


    She walked out of the bathroom after cleaning up, but the door of the bedroom was open. Before


    Deirdre could respond to the situation, she was pinned against the wall. The pain she felt aside, she


    could not help shivering from the cold radiating from the wall.


    ¡°I¡¯ve had enough of your act!¡± Brendan¡¯s face was icy, and he was extremely furious. ¡± What the heck is


    wrong with you today? Did you not take my warning seriously? Who were you trying to convince that


    you were disgusted by assuming that agonized expression after tasting Charlene¡¯s cooking?¡±


    ¡®Act?¡¯


    It was fortunate that Deirdre was already used to being hurt by Brendan, so his words had no effect on


    her anymore. She sneered and said, ¡°I wasn¡¯t trying to convince anyone.¡±


    Her voice was ineffably hoarse, and her mouth was swollen. Brendan was stunned for a moment.


    Soon, he sniggered. ¡°Deirdre, you seem like you were prepared for this. You mutted yourself when


    you hid in the bathroom earlier, right? You turned your voice hoarse too. How are you nning to vilify


    Charlene this time?¡±


    Deirdre was stunned, and she felt her heart wrench in pain. It was not intense pain, as she was used to


    Brendan¡¯s treatment so much that she was numb to it.


    ¡°That is not my intention.¡± She made up an excuse. ¡°I¡¯m allergic.¡±


    ¡°Allergic?¡±


    ¡°Hmm, I¡¯m allergic to eggnt.¡± Deirdre lowered her gaze. It would be fine for her to make up a lie


    since Brendan had never cared about her. He would not know about that anyway.


    Brendan did not object. He only furrowed his eyebrows. ¡°Why didn¡¯t you say so


    earlier?¡±


    Deirdre chuckled in a self-mocking manner. ¡°Would you have believed me if I had told you?¡±


    Brendan was displeased. ¡°Would I not believe you if you behaved yourself normally and stopped lying


    constantly?¡±


    Deirdre was rendered speechless by his query. She wanted to walk away from him, yet he clutched her


    lower jaw by force to stop her from moving.


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    ¡°Come with me to the hospital to get yourself checkedter.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s fine.¡± Deirdre struggled.


    Brendan stared at her. ¡°Why not?¡±


    ¡°Because it¡¯s unnecessary.¡± Deirdre held her breath for a while before exhaling. ¡°I¡¯ll just take some


    medicine and I¡¯ll be good. Save your concern for those who need it. Save it for Charlene.¡±


    Brendan could not help narrowing his eyes. ¡°So you¡¯re saying that you don¡¯t need my concern?¡±


    Deirdre did not answer, but Bliss came running over and bit Brendan¡¯s trouser leg as if it was protecting


    its owner.


    He furrowed his eyebrows and backed away in disgust. He then ordered her, ¡°Train your dog properly.


    If it bit Charlene¡­ I believe that you should be aware of the consequences.¡±


    Brendan left swiftly after mming the door. He had some affairs to attend to, but he


    also left because of the dog.


    Deirdre slid from the wall to the floor. Bliss moved closer to her, wagging its tail. Deirdre cupped her


    hands over the frantically wagging tail, feeling exhausted.


    ¡°Tell me,


    how can you not worry about anything? It¡¯s because you¡¯re a puppy. That is why you don¡¯t need to care


    about the feelings of the others around you. You don¡¯t care about other people¡¯s disgust, right?¡±


    ¡°If I live a carefree life like you, will it hurt less?¡±


    She held Bliss and fell asleep on the rug. As the night passed, her throat hurt even more. She opened


    her eyes but she could not tell if it was night or day, so she could only cover herself with a coat and


    head downstairs to get water.

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    She took two sips of water before she heard the sound of leisurely footsteps behind her. Charlene said


    with feigned concern and a smile, ¡°Are you alright, Ms.


    McKinnon?¡±


    Deirdre ignored her. When she was done drinking, she followed the wall and walked outside. Charlene


    raised her voice behind Deirdre as she said, ¡°You¡¯re going to have to talk to me, Ms. McKinnon. Do you


    think that you can just ignore me when Brendan is not around? If I take offense, I¡¯m going to vent my


    grievance to Brendan.¡±


    Deirdre clenched her fists tightly when she heard the threatening remark. However, there was nothing


    she could do because, as would me her without any hesitation if Charlene were to vent her


    grievance to him.


    She took a deep breath and stopped right before the stairs. She then turned around and asked, ¡°What


    do you want, Charlene?¡±


    ¡°Not much,¡± Charlene said leisurely. ¡°I would like to ask you about yesterday¡¯s meal, Ms. McKinnon.


    Did you like it?¡±


    Deirdre experienced acid reflux instantly at the thought of the nauseating meal they¡¯d had yesterday.


    She suppressed her anger and said, ¡°Thank you for going to the trouble to cook, but at the same time,


    you prepared a meal just for me.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s fine, you deserved it.¡± Charlene smiled and walked closer to Deirdre with a cruel glint in her eyes.


    ¡°It¡¯s your fault for being unappreciative. How dare youin about me to Brendan? That was very


    naive of you, Deirdre. Do you really think you can take my ce just because Brendan keeps you


    close? You¡¯re naive! I only need to make a small amount of effort and it¡¯ll be only a matter of time


    before I toy with you to death!¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s face turned pale from fear and flushed with anger when she suddenly remembered the way


    Brendan had stepped on her hands and the humiliating situation that had urred when he had taken


    her to Night City. The expression on her face remained unchanged, but her eyes were lowered. ¡°Is that


    so? I look forward to it, Ms. McKinney.¡±


    She turned around and headed upstairs. Charlene furrowed her eyebrows.


    ¡®Deirdre is actually so good at putting up with me. She didn¡¯t lose her temper yesterday, and she held


    back her anger when she was provoked earlier. If this continues, how am I going to get rid of Deirdre?¡¯


    Just as she had no clue what to do, she saw the little puppy run out of the bedroom


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    after Deirdre went upstairs. It moved close to Deirdre¡¯s legs and rubbed itself all over her legs.


    ¡°Bliss.¡± Deirdre smiled and scooped it into her arms so the puppy could lick her face. Charlene


    narrowed her eyes, an intense scheming look glistening in her eyes.


    The next afternoon, Brendan rushed back to the vi from thepany, which was an unprecedented


    urrence. Deirdre knew that he did so because Charlene was there. Otherwise, he would not even


    havee home for three days.


    Deirdre did not wish to have that disgusting meal again, so she turned around to return to her room.


    Brendan removed his jacket and asked, ¡°Where are you going?¡±


    She shut her eyes and opened them once again. ¡°I¡¯m making space for you and Ms. McKinney so you


    can spend time together.¡±


    was an excuse, yet it sounded blunt to Brendan.


    ¡®So Charlene and I can spend time together? Is she so eager for the rtionship between me and


    Charlene to grow so I can get rid of her and allow her to go to Sterling?¡¯


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    ¡°You think too highly of yourself.¡± Brendan sniggered. ¡°Your presence doesn¡¯t affect my rtionship


    with Charlene. Come down and eat.¡±


    Deirdre had her hand on the door handle and was standing in the same spot without moving. From


    downstairs, she heard the man say, ¡°Don¡¯t even think about eating again today if you don¡¯te to eat


    lunch now. The same goes for your dog.¡±


    Deirdre could onlye downstairs. However, she was caught by surprise when she realized that her


    meal had not been tampered with. It was just that nothing had been prepared to her liking.


    She was scared that Brendan would pick a fight, so she braced herself to finish the meal, hearing


    Brendan say, ¡°I¡¯m going to see a musical with Charlene tonight. Behave yourself at home and don¡¯t try


    anything crazy.¡±


    Deirdre nodded. Brendan could not help furrowing his eyebrows when she failed to respond. ¡°Have you


    lost your voice?¡±

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    ¡°Sure.¡± Deirdre ced down her cutlery and said, ¡°Don¡¯t worry. I¡¯ll stay home. I won¡¯t go anywhere.¡±


    ¡°Hmm.¡±


    Deirdre assumed that that was all. She was preparing to get up and leave when Charlene suddenly


    spoke.


    ¡°Brendan, it would be rather boring for Ms. McKinnon to stay at home all alone by herself. Why don¡¯t


    we have Sam take Ms. McKinney to get some warmer clothes while we¡¯re at the musical? Winter is


    coming, and Ms. McKinnon might fall sick if she doesn¡¯t have proper clothes to wear by then.¡±


    Deirdre raised her head and wondered what sort of trick Charlene had up her sleeve.


    Brendan red at Deirdre in disgust. ¡°Did you hear that? Charlene still cares about you and worries


    that you might fall sick even though your evil deeds have put her in harm¡¯s way on multiple asions.¡±


    Deirdre wanted tough. ¡®Anyone is capable of pretending, but does Brendan know what sort of person


    Charlene is when she is not around him?¡¯


    ¡°We¡¯re all women, after all.¡± Charlene smiled bitterly. ¡°Why would a woman make things difficult for


    another woman? I believe that Ms. McKinnon will be kind to me.¡±


    ¡°You¡¯re too kind and you trust people too easily. There are people who are inherently malicious in this


    world and they can¡¯t change for the better,¡± Brendan insinuated.


    Charlene wrapped her arm around his arm and chuckled in a coquettish manner. Alright, it¡¯s all in the


    past anyway. Just have Sam take Ms. McKinnon to buy some clothes.¡±This is property ? N?velDrama.Org.


    ¡°Sure,¡± Brendan blurted. Then, he shifted his cold gaze to Deirdre¡¯s face and said, ¡± Since Charlene


    has asked me to let you leave the house, you¡¯re allowed to go. However, you have toe back as


    soon as you get the clothes. If I hear from Sam that you went off to meet someone you¡¯re not supposed


    to¡­¡±


    The consequences of doing that were already clear as day, even though he did not say anything out


    loud.


    Deirdre sat in the chair in a daze with her head lowered. She listened to the


    instructions obediently but felt amused deep down. ¡®Who else could I meet in my current state?¡¯


    Brendan notified Sam, and it did not take long before Sam came over in a rush to take Deirdre out.


    Sam acknowledged that he was just amoner and had no idea which type of clothing Deirdre would


    like. Therefore, he took Deirdre to his friend¡¯s shop.


    ¡°Please help Ms. McKinnon get a few sets of warmer clothes for winter. The clothes have to look good


    too.¡±


    His friend was stunned for a moment by the sight of Deirdre¡¯s face. She picked some clothes for


    Deirdre to try on and could not help saying after Deirdre left, ¡°She has a rather elegant quality to her


    and she looks like she was a wealthy woman in the past. What happened to her face and eyes? Such a


    waste.¡±


    ¡°Is that so?¡± Sam did not look away from the changing room even for a moment. He then answered


    without turning to his friend, ¡°She¡¯s not bad now either.¡±


    His friend looked at him incredulously, and Sam could sense her gaze. ¡°What¡¯s wrong?¡±


    ¡°Nothing. I just sense that you have feelings for that woman.¡± His friend mocked him by saying, ¡°Is she


    the woman that you¡¯re currently dating? Her appearance is slightly unappealing indeed, but I can see


    that she has a good structure. She¡¯ll be a beauty if she gets some stic surgery done.¡±


    ¡°Stop fooling around.¡± Sam¡¯s face burned from embarrassment for a moment before he became


    solemn. ¡°She is Mr. Brighthall¡¯s woman. However¡­¡±


    He added, ¡°Perhaps I would date her otherwise. I¡¯m not quite sure.¡±


    Upon saying that, he took it upon himself to walk to the changing room, leaving behind his astounded


    friend.


    Deirdre walked outside after picking a few sets of clothes. The autumn wind was blowing softly outside,


    and she enjoyed the breeze with her eyes shut. She believed that Brendan and Charlene had already


    entered the musical theater by now.


    ¡°Ms. McKinnon.¡± Sam carried the shopping bags as he asked, ¡°Are we going back now?¡±


    Deirdre did not wish to go back to that suffocating ce. Spending a moment longer there would be


    lethal to her, yet she remembered the little puppy at home. She had yet to see it before leaving, so she


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    ¡°Let¡¯s go back.¡± She looked as if she was missing the puppy. ¡°Bliss is at home all by itself. It¡¯s going to


    grow anxious if I¡¯m not around.¡±


    Sam bought some dog food from a pet shop nearby. Deirdre fell in love with a set of dog clothing after


    feeling it with her hands and bought it as well.


    The two of them arrived at the vi, and Deirdre made her way to the bedroom on the second floor


    eagerly.


    ¡°Bliss, Bliss.¡± She beamed widely, expecting the little puppy toe to her as soon as she opened the


    door, just like it behaved usually. However, not a sound could be heard at that very moment.


    Deirdre¡¯s smile faded slowly. She then opened the door and searched around the room. ¡°Bliss? Bliss?¡±


    Sam came upstairs upon hearing themotion. ¡°What¡¯s going on, Ms. McKinnon?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s face turned ghastly pale, but she forced herself to calm down. ¡°Bliss is not responding to me.


    Sam, will you please help me look around and see if it¡¯s hiding under the bed or has fallen asleep?¡±


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    Sam went searching for Bliss as well. Unfortunately, he could not find any trace of


    Bliss in the bedroom.


    ¡°Ms. McKinnon, did you close the door before you left the house?¡±


    Deirdre shook her head with red eyes. She remembered very well that she had not had the time to


    reach the door because she had been ordered by Brendan to go downstairs. Afterward, Sam had taken


    her out before she could head to the second


    floor.


    ¡°Is it possible that Bliss got out identally when you left the room without you noticing it?¡± Sam


    comforted her by saying, ¡°Don¡¯t panic, Ms. McKinnon. The gate is locked, so it must be in the yard. It


    couldn¡¯t have gotten outside.¡±


    ¡®Couldn¡¯t have gotten outside¡­¡¯


    Deirdre felt convinced atst. ¡°Let¡¯s look for Bliss in the yard.¡±


    Sam nodded, and Deidre followed him downstairs. Sam headed to the front yard while she walked


    along the wall, heading to the backyard. She smelled the stench of blood after taking a few steps into


    the yard.


    The faint stench floated in the air. It was not an intense smell, but it was nauseating.


    Deirdre halted to a stop abruptly.


    ¡°Ms. McKinnon, why are you in the backyard? Be careful, there are many uneven spots¡­¡±


    Sam stopped talking because he had just seen everything. He had seen the little puppy that was


    supposed to be whining in Deirdre¡¯s arms lying in a pool of blood, torn from limb to limb.


    Its tiny stomach had been cut open, and its intestines were exposed. Its head was almost fully


    decapitated from its body and it was only connected by a sliver of flesh. Its tongue stuck out of its


    mouth as well.


    It had died a very tragic death.


    Sam could not help holding his breath upon witnessing the scene despite


    experiencing all sorts of situations in his life. It was a truly cruel scene to behold. The puppy had not


    been poisoned to death. It had been abused to death.


    He looked at Deirdre, whose gaze was empty and whose expression was confused, and felt his heart


    wrench in pain.


    ¡°Sam.¡± Deirdre pushed herself close to the wall, her eyes widening. She felt faint and weak as she said,


    ¡°Why am I smelling blood? What happened out here?¡±


    Sam could not bring himself to say it, so he hesitated for a while before he said, ¡°You smelled wrong,


    Ms. McKinnon. There¡¯s nothing out here.¡±


    ¡°That¡¯s impossible! My eyes are blind, but I have a sharp sense of smell!¡± Deirdre clutched his arm, and


    her lips were trembling when she suddenly said, ¡°Is that Bliss? Is that Bliss?¡±


    Her eyes were red with tears. She was holding back her tears, but she could not stop her nasal voice.


    She already knew the answer in her heart.


    Sam could not help saying, ¡°I¡¯m sorry¡­ Ms. Deirdre.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s mind went nk. ck-and-white scenes of her past surged into her mind, and she felt as if


    she was back in prison, when her baby had still been alive in her belly a moment ago, yet a moment


    later, it had turned into a pile of bloody mush.


    She knelt on the ground in dejection and clutched the weeds with all her might. Unfortunately, sadness


    still overwhelmed her and she let out an agonizing scream.


    She had not managed to protect it. She could not protect anything!


    The little puppy in her arms was dead. Even though she could not see its condition, she had figured


    most of it out based on Sam¡¯s reaction.

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    ¡°Why did I go out? Why did I leave this ce? If I had stayed in the vi all this time, it wouldn¡¯t¡­ it


    wouldn¡¯t have¡­ I deserve to die!¡±


    As she muttered to herself, Sam felt even sorrier for her. He was the one who had brought Bliss into


    her life, yet this had still resulted in Deirdre having an emotional breakdown.


    ¡°Ms. McKinnon, don¡¯t say that. This is not your fault!¡±


    Deirdre was crying, so she was incapable of hearing Sam¡¯s remark. She propped herself up and


    walked forward step by step.


    ¡°Ms. McKinnon!¡± Sam attempted to stop her because it was a truly gruesome scene. ¡°Don¡¯t go. You¡¯re


    going to get dirty.¡±


    ¡®Dirty? I¡¯m the dirty one. If someone else had taken care of Bliss, perhaps it would still be chewing on a


    toy now. I¡¯m the one who caused its death.¡¯


    ¡°Not dirty¡­ Bliss is not dirty at all. How can it be dirty?¡± Deirdre stretched out her arms to feel the


    ground until she touched Bliss atst. She broke into tears of joy and held Bliss in her arms.


    ¡°Ms. McKinnon¡­¡±


    ¡°Bliss, you me us for not informing you before we headed out, right? I didn¡¯t do that on purpose. I


    bought you your favorite toy and a shirt. If therees a day when my eyes are no longer blind, you¡¯ll


    put it on and show me, alright?¡±


    Brendan came rushing back from the musical theater after receiving a call from Sam. He found Deirdre


    sitting alone in a pool of blood and saw the dismembered, dead dog in her arms in the backyard.


    Despite his hatred for dogs, he was still stunned upon witnessing the scene.


    Deidre¡¯s entire body was drenched in blood. He felt as if his chest was weighed


    down by something, and he could not breathe after seeing the confused expression on Deirdre¡¯s face.


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    ¡°What happened?¡±


    Sam¡¯s expression was unpleasant. ¡°I¡¯m not very sure. We came home and found the dog in the


    backyard.¡±


    ¡°Did you check the surveince footage?¡±


    ¡°Checking now. We¡¯ll have the results in less than an hour.¡±


    Brendan nodded and went to check on Deirdre. Her body smelled foul from the blood. Brendan took a


    step forward, clutched her wrist, and said, ¡°Stop acting like a mad woman, Deirdre! The dog is already


    dposing. Follow me upstairs so you can take a shower and get changed.¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t touch me!¡± Deirdre struggled strenuously. Her entire body was shaking, and she wrapped her


    arms around Bliss tightly in an attempt to warm up its corpse with her body temperature.


    ¡°It¡¯s going toe alive. It won¡¯t die.¡±


    Brendan was furious. ¡°When are you going to stop deceiving yourself? It¡¯s just a dog. Do you have to


    be so dramatic about it?! I bet you didn¡¯t even shed a tear when our


    child died, did you? Get up at once!¡±


    ¡®Child?¡¯


    Deirdre was stunned for a moment. Then, her eyes reddened with tears and she felt


    as if her heart was on fire. ¡®Who does Brendan think he is? How could he have the audacity to question


    me like this?¡¯


    ¡°Were you sad when our child was lost?¡±


    Deirdre raised her head and questioned him in a calm manner with a mocking sneer on her lips.


    Perhaps he had been relieved when he had learned about his child¡¯s miscarriage. Then, he and


    Charlene must haveforted each other eagerly.


    Brendan was caught by surprise. He had felt emptiness in his heart when he had found out that Deirdre


    had never given birth to their child in the past. He had felt rather regretful that he had not managed to


    protect Deirdre, but he would never tell


    Deirdre how he felt.


    ¡°What gives you the right to question me? You couldn¡¯t even protect him, so you didn¡¯t deserve to be a


    mother right from the start.¡±


    Deirdre was shocked in her heart. She red in Brendan¡¯s direction with bloodshot eyes. ¡°Go away!¡±


    She then breathed heavily in exasperation. Brendan was the only person who did not deserve to


    criticize her! She had not managed to protect the child because the person who had put their child in


    harm¡¯s way had been his biological father! ¡®It¡¯s ironic!¡¯

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    Brendan furrowed his eyebrows, while Sam immediately stepped forward and said, ¡± Mr. Brighthall¡­


    Ms. McKinnon is already experiencing an emotional breakdown, so she¡¯s not able to withstand any


    more triggers.¡±


    Brendan¡¯s face turned green from anger. It was already getting dark, and it was not appropriate for


    Deirdre to be holding a dog¡¯s corpse out there. Could she be nning to hold the dog for a whole


    night?


    ¡°Let go, Deirdre.¡± Brendan exhaled and said, ¡°I¡¯ll arrange for someone to give it a proper burial. It¡¯s not


    going to die in peace if you continue to hold it like this.¡±


    Deirdre turned a deaf ear to his advice and refused to let go. She would regret not taking a nce at


    her child for the rest of her life, and that was why she refused to let go of Bliss.


    She wanted to keep itpany, as she was certain that it was cold after lying on the ground for so


    long.


    ¡°Deirdre!¡± Brendan narrowed his eyes. The sky was growing darker and darker, and the bloody stench


    on her body was already starting to be pungent. He stretched out his hand and clutched her lower


    jaw. ¡°Let go, you hear me?! If you don¡¯t, I¡¯ll make Sterlinge and talk you out of it.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s lips turned ghastly pale, and she bit her lower lip tightly at the mention of Sterling.


    He was threatening her.


    ¡°Let go, quick!¡± Brendan shouted at her.


    Sam was worried that the situation would worsen, so he consoled Deirdre softly. ¡°Let go, Ms.


    McKinnon. I will give Bliss a proper burial.¡±


    Bliss.


    Deirdre felt likeughing in her dazed state when she heard the name. She found the nameical, as


    she had wanted the dog to live a blissful life. In the end, the dog had been reduced to its current state.


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    She now realized that she was a 100-percent jinx. No one around her would end up in a good ce,


    but why was Brendan safe and sound? He and Charlene were the


    ones who deserved to die.


    Deirdre had no more tears to cry. She loosened her grip and ced Bliss carefully on


    thewn, as if she was afraid that it would hurt. Then, she began to dig up the ground with her hands,


    her head lowered.


    The ground was not loose, so her nails cracked in the process and her hands were bloody.


    Brendan found the sight an eyesore and clutched her wrists tightly. ¡°That¡¯s enough!¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s head was lowered as she said in a faint, weak voice, ¡°Let go of me. Let me give it a proper


    send-off.¡±


    She became very quiet, and Brendan had no clue what to do. This was precisely the reason that


    Deirdre managed to struggle free from his grip and continue to dig up the ground.


    After digging a suitable hole, she ced Bliss inside and buried it gently.


    ¡°I hope you¡¯ll be born to a good owner in your next life. Someone who isn¡¯t me.¡±


    It was the only hope that she had left.


    When it ended, Brendan pulled her upstairs eagerly and washed her entire body with water.


    The smell of blood was nauseating to him.


    Deirdre sat on the icy tiles with her arms around her knees, not responding to any of his fiddling.


    Brendan washed her hands and noticed that all her fingertips were injured. There were cuts from rocks


    on her hands, her nails were stuffed with soil, and she had bleedingcerations.


    He was infuriated. ¡°It was just a dog!¡±


    Deirdre finally reacted to the situation by raising her head and looking in his direction with an empty


    gaze.


    Brendan knew that she was blind but could still feel the intense hatred in her she targeted him.


    eyes as


    ¡°What?¡± Brendan was extremely agitated. ¡°Are you going to me the dog¡¯s death on me? I told you


    from the day it came into the house that you should get rid of that troubling pet. You refused to follow


    my instructions and send it away. If you had, you wouldn¡¯t have to go through this suffering now.¡±


    Deirdre shut her eyes in despair. ¡®Yes, I should have sent it away earlier. Bliss wouldn¡¯t have died if I


    had done it sooner.¡¯


    Then, Brendan removed the bloody stench from her body and tossed her some


    clothes. ¡°Put these on.¡±

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    Deirdre put on the clothes indifferently and followed Brendan downstairs. As soon as she reached the


    first floor, she heard the sound of high heels clickinging from the entrance. Soon, Charlene walked


    over and said smilingly, ¡°It¡¯s a pity that you left so early. You missed the climax of the musical.


    ¡°The main character¡¯s dog died after being dismembered. It was truly exhrating to watch.¡± She


    enunciated her words clearly and emphasized her remark on purpose.


    Deirdre¡¯s eyes turned bloodshot instantly as she ran toward Charlene and clutched her throat, roaring


    hysterically, ¡°You¡¯re heartless! It was just a dog!¡±


    ¡°Dierdre!¡±


    ¡°Ms. McKinnon!¡±


    It all happened so unexpectedly that Charlene was thrown into the coffee table. Deirdre¡¯s eyes were


    bloodshot, and she used all the strength in her ten fingers to choke Charlene.


    Brendan pulled her away from Charlene and threw her to the floor coldly. He showed concern for


    Charlene instead, asking, ¡°Are you alright, Charlene?¡±


    Deirdre knocked her head on the staircase handrail during the fall, and a loud thud was heard.


    However, Brendan did not feel sorry for her.


    ¡®Charlene is actually provoking me on purpose. Isn¡¯t seeing me have an emotional breakdown exactly


    what Charlene wants to achieve? She has gotten what she wished for.¡¯


    ¡°Brendan¡­¡± Charlene wept and covered her throat with her hands. She then looked at Deirdre in fear.


    ¡°What happened? Did I offend Ms. McKinnon? Why would she suddenly do this¡­¡±


    Brendan¡¯s face turned green from anger, and he red at Deirdre. ¡°Apologize, Deirdre!¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s head was filled with all sorts of voices. There was Charlene¡¯s intentional provocation, Bliss¡¯


    whining, and Brendan¡¯s raging roar.


    She said with red eyes, ¡°Why would I apologize to someone who would even kill a dog!¡±


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    ¡°Kill a dog?¡± Charleen¡¯s beautiful face turned ghastly pale. ¡°What are you talking about, Ms. McKinnon?


    I don¡¯t understand. What¡¯s going on?¡±


    Brendan¡¯s expression turned cold. ¡°Stop acting like a madman, Deirdre. Sam has already investigated


    the situation. You are the one who didn¡¯t shut the door properly and caused the dog to get out of the


    room. A homeless man got into the backyard through a hole in the fence and killed the dog. The


    surveince footage shows everything clearly. This incident ispletely unrted to Charlene!¡±


    ¡®Completely unrted?¡¯


    Deirdre¡¯s mind went nk. ¡®A homeless man entered the backyard through a hole and killed Bliss by


    coincidence? How could it be such a coincidence that Charlene made me go out to get some clothes


    right when Bliss died a tragic death¡­¡¯


    ¡°That¡¯s impossible! It must be here!¡±


    Other than Charlene, who else would want her to have an emotional breakdown so badly?


    Brendan looked down at Charlene in contempt. ¡°Charlene was watching the musical with me the whole


    night. How could she have walked away to kill the dog in the backyard on my watch? Deirdre, you


    ought to use your brain to think when you attempt to vilify someone!¡±


    Deirdre breathed heavily. She wondered if the weather was cold, as her entire body was freezing.


    ¡°So it turns out that something bad happened to Ms. McKinnon¡¯s pet dog, huh. It¡¯s my fault for making a


    triggering remark earlier.¡±


    ¡°You¡¯re too kind, Charlene. You don¡¯t need to speak on her behalf.¡± Brendan took a nce at Deirdre


    impatiently. ¡°Someone like her will never remember your kindness, and she will always try to figure out


    a way to frame you. You were so concerned about her being cold that you made Sam take her to get


    some clothes.¡±


    ¡°Ms. McKinnon doesn¡¯t like me, I guess¡­ That¡¯s very normal too. However, we shall not make a fuss


    since she¡¯s so pitiful.¡±


    Charlene¡¯s soothing words and her deep affection when she interacted with Brendan wlessly showed


    that she was the winner at that very moment.


    Brendan loathed Deirdre even more. ¡°Don¡¯t bother paying attention to her. Let¡¯s go upstairs.¡±


    Before Brendan left, he took a cold nce at Deirdre and said, ¡°Exercise control over your hands. I¡¯m


    going to dismember you like that dog if youy a hand on Charlene again!¡±

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    Deirdre¡¯s entire body was trembling, and she wrapped her arms around herself tightly.


    ¡°Ms. McKinnon¡­¡± Sam said hesitantly. He could not help feeling sorry for Deirdre¡¯s situation after


    witnessing the whole incident. ¡°Are you alright?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s eyes were red with tears. Sam was the only person she could trust now. He was the only one.


    She hastily said, ¡°Sam, tell me if it¡¯s true. Was Bliss killed by a homeless man?¡±


    ¡°Yes.¡± Sam heaved a sigh. Even though he suspected Charlene, there was nothing he could do without


    adequate proof, and the mastermind had executed the scheme very well. ¡°The surveince footage


    shows that the homeless man tormented and killed Bliss because he was mentally unstable. That is not


    unexpected, and there¡¯s no way we can pursue this incident legally. After all, it¡¯s not a human life, but a


    dog¡¯s life¡­¡±


    ¡®Yes, it was just a dog. An outsider wouldn¡¯t even raise an eyebrow because it died in the backyard.¡¯


    ¡°Understood.¡± Deirdre¡¯s voice was shaking.


    ¡°Ms. McKinnon, don¡¯t think about it anymore. It was just a coincidence, and there¡¯s no one to me.


    Bliss¡¯ death was an ident. Don¡¯t take it to heart and don¡¯t me yourself anymore.¡±


    ¡®How can I not me myself? It¡¯s my fault that Bliss got out of the room, so I killed it indirectly.¡¯


    ¡°Sure¡­ Thank you.¡±


    Deirdre slept terribly that night. She would think about Bliss¡¯ tragic death every time she closed her


    eyes. She had heard the description of its dismemberment and she had felt the intestines being


    squeezed out of its tiny body when she had felt it with her hands.


    While she had been trying on beautiful clothes, Bliss had been howling in agony in the backyard, yet no


    one hade to its rescue.


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    She fell asleep with great effort, only to dream of her child and Blissing to see her. They imed


    that they loathed her and regretted being associated with her. They asked her why she was alive when


    they were dead.


    ¡°I¡¯m sorry¡­ I¡¯m sorry¡­ It¡¯s all because of me. Just wait for me. I¡¯ll die and atone for my


    crimes soon¡­¡±


    She cried in agony. The man seated by the bed furrowed his eyebrows and wiped away her tears.


    After he left Deirdre¡¯s room, he found Charlene, who had already changed into a sexy nightgown. She


    approached him with a pungent perfume scent on her body.


    ¡°Brendan, why did you juste out of Ms. McKinnon¡¯s room?¡± Charlene was slightly displeased. She


    had assumed that Brendan had been in the study all this time. ¡°Did Ms. McKinnon ask to see you so


    she couldin about her grievances to you?¡±


    ¡°No.¡± Brendan did not fancy the smell of that perfume. He turned his face to the side and said, ¡°I went


    to her room to get something.¡±


    ¡°Is that so?¡± Charlene bit her lower lip. Then, she smiled, as she did not want to keep talking about


    Deirdre when they were together. She just found it too ominous. She wrapped her arm around


    Brendan¡¯s arm and leaned her voluptuous body against him. ¡°Brendan, don¡¯t you want to sleep in my


    room tonight? We¡¯ve been together for such a long time, and I really want to give myself to you¡­¡±


    The woman¡¯s face was charming, and her eyes were filled with amorous feelings. However, Brendan


    did not feel any sexual desire when he looked at her face.


    Charlene had undergone stic surgery to look like someone else, which made him feel estranged.


    Besides, he would always think about Deirdre for no apparent reason and the way she bit her lower lip


    with an expression that was telling something else¡­


    He shoved away Charlene. ¡°Charlene, you know that Deirdre and I are still married. We cannot begin


    our rtionship properly under the circumstances. This is unfair to you.¡±


    ¡°I don¡¯t care.¡± Charlene wrapped her arms around Brendan¡¯s strong waist and leaned her face on his


    chest. ¡°You know that you¡¯re all I¡¯ve cared about right from the start. I would like to give myself to you


    today. I can¡¯t wait a moment longer.¡±


    The woman¡¯s soft bosom did not make Brendan¡¯s expression change in the slightest. On the contrary,


    the pungent perfume smell made him want to escape.

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    In the end, he shoved Charlene away. ¡°This is unfair to you. It¡¯s gettingte. Rest well.¡±


    Upon saying that, he headed to the master bedroom by himself to rest, leaving Charlene standing


    alone in the corridor. Her face, which was delicately made up, looked ready to crumble at that very


    moment, and she was clenching her teeth in rage.


    She remembered that he had slept with Deirdre the night before she hade to the vi, yet he had


    used unfairness as a reason to reject her. ¡®Is he really scared that it would be unfair to me, or is he


    utterly unwilling¡­¡±


    Charlene did not have the courage to think any further. She lowered her beautiful gaze, thinking that


    she needed to work faster. Otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable if Deirdre were to get


    pregnant.


    The next morning, Brendan got up very early to work on official business. After he was done, he told


    the driver, ¡°Go to the nearest pet shop.¡±


    ¡°Pet shop?¡± The driver was surprised. ¡°Aren¡¯t you allergic to pets, Mr. Brighthall?¡±


    ¡°Forget it, just take me there.¡±


    The driver did not have the courage to ask any more questions. He hastily drove to the nearest pet


    shop. Brendan opened the car door as soon as the car stopped and entered the pet shop located


    opposite the


    car.


    He almost had to cover his nose with his handkerchief because he was allergic to dog hair. He


    furrowed his eyebrows tightly but he did not cower. He sized up the dogs in the cages repeatedly with


    his eyes.


    The pet shop owner approached him with a smile. ¡°Have you found a pet that you like, sir? I can take it


    out of the cage for you to look at it up close.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s fine.¡± Brendan backed further away and tried to remember the puppy¡¯s appearance with great


    effort. ¡± I would like to get a ck puppy with brown fur on top of its head. About one month old.¡±


    The pet shop owner felt troubled, as it would not be easy to get a puppy with brown fur on top of its


    head. In addition, the customer had requested a specific age. ¡°Sir, your request is¡­¡±


    ¡°Too difficult?¡± Brendan pulled his ck card out of his wallet and tossed it on the table. ¡°Money is not


    an issue if you can get it.¡±


    The pet shop owner beamed widely at once. ¡°It¡¯s not difficult! It¡¯s not difficult at all! I¡¯ll go and look for


    one now!¡±


    In the end, the pet shop owner reached out to many breeders and spent more than three hours until he


    finally found a suitable puppy.


    The puppy was kept in a cage. After paying for the puppy, the driver took the cage. By then, the back of


    Brendan¡¯s hand was already covered in a red rash.


    ¡°Mr. Brighthal!¡± The driver could not help feeling astonished. ¡°You¡¯re having an allergic reaction. Would


    you like to go to the hospital?¡±


    Brendan was unbothered. ¡°It¡¯s fine. I¡¯ll be fine after getting some medicine. Let¡¯s head back.¡±


    ¡°Sure.¡±


    Brendan got out of the car, holding the cage after he reached the vi. The puppy curled up in the cage


    in fear as he headed upstairs and knocked on Deirdre¡¯s door.


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    Deirdre was lying on the bed in a daze, so she paid no attention to the knocking sound. Brendan turned


    the doorknob and discovered that it was locked from the inside. He could not help feeling infuriated.


    Deirdre, I¡¯m going to count to three. Open the door.¡±


    Deirdre opened the door before he could count to three. Her face was slightly pale due tock of sleep,


    and she looked exhausted. ¡°How can I help you?¡±


    Brendan found the sight of her infuriating. ¡°Don¡¯t tell me that you didn¡¯t sleep the whole night because


    of the dog.¡±


    ¡°I slept.¡±


    Deirdre answered truthfully. However, she had woken up frequently during the night and she¡¯d had a


    tormented sleep all night long.


    Brendan had visited her roomst night and knew that Deirdre was telling the truth. He suppressed his


    anger and ced the cage on the coffee table. ¡°Come and open this.¡±


    The


    puppy did not have the courage to whine because it was afraid, so Deirdre did not notice its presence.


    She felt her way to the coffee table in confusion and she was stunned when she felt the cage. She


    stretched out her hand and her face turned ghastly pale instantly when she felt the dog¡¯s body.


    ¡°Gah!¡±


    She hastily pulled back her hand. The cage was knocked over, and the puppy was so startled that it


    screamed. She fell to the ground, her face drained of blood and her body shaking uncontrobly.

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    Chapter 132 Ungrateful


    She felt as if she could watch the scene of Bliss¡¯ tragic death in the backyard at that very moment. She


    experienced an emotional breakdown and said, ¡°Take it away! Leave!¡±


    Brendan had been looking forward to Deirdre¡¯s reaction, yet his face turned green with anger instantly


    when he heard her tell him to leave. Soon, his gaze turned icy.


    ¡°Deirdre, why are you acting crazy? Weren¡¯t you devastated over the dog¡¯s death yesterday? I got you


    al new dog, yet not only have you not shown any appreciation, but your behavior is disgusting!¡±


    ¡®Show appreciation?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s chest was racing, and she felt endless coldness enshrouding her, as if she was trapped in an


    ice cer.


    ¡°Do you think that having another dog take Bliss¡¯ ce right after Bliss¡¯ death will make everything


    better? As though the incident never took ce?¡±


    ¡°What else could I do?¡± Brendan sniggered. He did not feel any emotion for animals. ¡°Do you want me


    to resurrect the dog?¡±


    Deirdre wanted tough. So it turned out that, in Brendan¡¯s opinion, anything that was lost could be


    reced with a simr item.


    ¡°Leave.¡± Her lips were trembling. ¡°Get out! Leave!¡±


    Brendan was infuriated. He caught her by surprise when he clutched her lower jaw, his eyes burning


    with agitation. ¡°Deirdre, don¡¯t you dare be ungrateful. Do you know how much money I spent just to get


    a dog. that looked like the previous dog?¡±


    Not only had he experienced an allergic reaction, but the money he had spent on this dog had been


    enough to buy ten dogs of popr breeds. In the end, he had to make peace with Deirdre not


    expressing her appreciation to him. Instead, Deirdre had actually responded with a disgusting attitude.


    ¡°What have I done to deserve this, Deirdre?!¡±


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    Deirdre was in so much pain that she teared up, yet she held back her tears by force. ¡°I don¡¯t need a


    dog. I don¡¯t need your condescending pity because I hate dogs and I hate the powerless feeling of


    failing to protect someone else. A person like me doesn¡¯t deserve to keep a dog as a pet!¡±


    She breathed heavily. ¡°Please leave!¡±


    Brendan was extremely furious. He clenched his fists tightly as he looked at Deirdre, who was crying


    profusely. He left, mming the door while holding the cage in his hand.


    Charlene had already heard themotion and stood by the door, attempting to eavesdrop. Brendan


    got out of the room just in time to meet her eyes. She was stunned for a moment before she saw


    Brendan holding the cage.


    Her heart started racing for a second. The dog looked so simr that she almost assumed that the


    previous puppy had survived the ordeal and hade back to seek revenge on her. However, she


    realized soon enough that it was only her imagination.


    Brendan had actually found a simr dog. ¡®What is he trying to do¡­ Is he trying to appease Deirdre?


    He came rushing back from thepany on purpose just for that woman.¡±


    Charlene was burning with jealousy at that thought.


    ¡°Brendan,¡± she said in a weak, gentle voice. ¡°What happened?¡±


    ¡°Nothing.¡± Brendan¡¯s eyes were filled with agitation,


    ¡®I shouldn¡¯t have poked my nose into other people¡¯s business


    He tossed the cage on the coffee table and called someone to take the dog. Charlene bit her lip without


    Brendan noticing it She said after Brendan ended the call. ¡°So it turns out that the dog was specifically


    purchased for Ms McKinnon It¡¯s no wonder the dog looks very simr to the dead one Brendan, that


    was really thoughtful of you Is it because Ms. McKinnon is not in a good mood that she hasn¡¯t been


    appreciative?¡±


    Brendan was even more disgusted. ¡°Who does she think she is to have such an attitude? She¡¯s only


    seizing this opportunity to milk the situation and show her grief¡±


    ¡°You went to great trouble, Brendan. If I was Ms. McKinnon, I¡¯d most certainly be very touched¡­¡±


    Charlene smiled bitterly. ¡°I envy Ms. McKinnon very much because you treat her so well¡­


    ¡°So well?¡±


    The words triggered Brendan.

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    Chapter 133 Birthday Party


    Deirdre was ungrateful no matter how well he treated her. On the contrary, she loathed him for


    meddling in her business and wished that he would leave her.


    If Sterling had given her the dog as a gift, he figured that she would have immediately given herself to


    him as a sign of appreciation.


    Brendan felt jealous at the thought of this possibility. He clenched his fists tightly, and his expression


    turned even colder. ¡°You¡¯re overthinking. A woman like her doesn¡¯t deserve to be treated well by me. I


    thought of doing it at the time because the dog died in my backyard.¡±


    ¡°Is that so?¡± Charlene¡¯s eyes turned gloomy, yet there was nothing she could do to object. She bit her


    red lips gently and said, ¡°So it turns out that you¡¯re now showing concern for Ms. McKinnon on


    purpose, Brendan. In that case, my mind can be at ease. It¡¯s possible that I¡¯m not magnanimous


    enough and I want to have all your attention. Am I being selfish?¡±


    ¡°How can you be?¡± Brendan looked at Charlene¡¯s conflicted expression and felt a tinge of guilt in his


    heart. ¡°Don¡¯t worry, Deirdre is in no wayparable to you in my heart.¡±


    In the next few days, Brendan was even more distant around Deirdre.


    He would ignore herpletely if they encountered each other by coincidence and he would walk past


    Deirdre right away, while Deirdre would remain calm as well. Unless it was necessary to go out, she


    would spend most of her time in the room.


    However, they would encounter each other during meals. anyway.


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    Brendan took one nce at her and felt himself losing his appetite. He ced down his cutlery and


    said, ¡± Charlene, enjoy the rest of your meal slowly. I have a video conference to attend in the study.¡±


    ¡°Sure,¡± Charlene answered. However, she could not help saying in concern, ¡°Take care of your health,


    Brendan. We¡¯re going to attend the birthday party tomorrow.¡±


    ¡°Hmm.¡±


    Deirdre stopped eating for a moment. ¡®Birthday party?¡±


    Brendan headed upstairs while Charlene cut her steak like a show-off. ¡°It¡¯s October 25th tomorrow. I


    believe that Ms. McKinnon is aware of the significance of the date, right?¡±


    Deirdre lowered her gaze. She knew all about that date, of course. It was Charlene¡¯s birthday.


    During the two years she had been with Brendan, she used to pretend to be Charlene and force a


    smile on her face when she received birthday wishes on a birthday that did not belong to her. She


    would try to forget her own birthday with great effort.


    ¡°You took my ce as the birthday girl during myatose period, Ms. McKinnon. When you were in


    prison, we would only celebrate my birthday minimally in order to stay away from the limelight.


    Brendan. has always felt very guilty about that.¡± She heaved a sigh. ¡°Hence, he told me that he would


    give me a proper celebration this time and introduce me to everyone in the Brighthall family mansion.¡±


    ¡®The Brighthall family mansion.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s hand hurt. It turned out that she was gripping the fork way too tightly.


    She loosened her grip and said nonchntly, ¡°Congrattions, Ms. McKinney.¡±


    ¡°Thank you. Are you going to attend my birthday party, Ms. McKinnon? I seem to remember that you


    have not celebrated your own birthday all this time. Why don¡¯t you consider tomorrow your birthday and


    join. the celebration?¡±


    Deirdre had already grown numb to the humiliation, so she did not even bat an eye. ¡°It¡¯s fine. My body


    is not doing so well. I hope you have a great time, Ms. McKinney.¡±


    ¡°Are you really noting?¡± When she noticed that Deirdre was about to stand up, Charlene¡¯s smile


    grew wider and she said slowly, ¡°How will you witness everyone approve of my rtionship with


    Brendan if you don¡¯te?¡±


    Deirdre halted to a stop and said coldly, ¡°You seem to have a rather boring life, Ms. McKinney. You¡¯re


    only pleased when you have people witnessing your love.¡±


    ¡°You¡­¡±


    Brendan walked out of the study and furrowed his eyebrows after noticing that the atmosphere in the


    room was off. ¡°What are you two talking about?¡±


    ¡°We¡¯re talking about my birthday party tomorrow.¡± Charlene chuckled and said in a self-pitying tone,¡±


    Brendan, can we invite Ms. McKinnon to the party as well? It will surely be very pitiful and lonely for her


    to be home all by herself tomorrow, right?¡±

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    Chapter 134 I Missed Listening to Her Voice


    ¡°Why would we invite her to the party?¡± Brendan was displeased. ¡°You¡¯re too kind. She deserves to be


    pitiful because she has only herself to thank for that. Besides, your birthday party is very important.


    Who¡¯s going to have a good time at your party when the sight of her spoils all the fun?¡±


    ¡°But¡­ Isn¡¯t Ms. McKinnon going to be bored at home all by herself?¡± She said in a pitiful tone, ¡°I


    believe that Ms. McKinnon won¡¯t spoil the fun.¡±


    ¡°However, does she deserve to be invited to your birthday party?¡± Brendan¡¯s dark eyes were tainted


    with coldness as his eyes were fixed on Deirdre¡¯s face. ¡°Speak for yourself. Do you deserve to attend


    such a grand event?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s heart was racing. This was Brendan¡¯s most lethal blow It was not enough that he had


    humiliated her. He was now forcing her to acknowledge the insult


    Deirdre believed that Charlene must be smiling in satisfaction at that very moment. She took a deep


    breath, suppressed her shaky voice, and answered, I don¡¯t deserve it.¡±


    Brendan said in a mocking tone, ¡°It¡¯s great that you know that. Why haven¡¯t you gone back to your


    room?¡± Deirdre shut her eyes and opened them again. She then walked upstairs step by step, feeling


    pain.


    ore her door was closed, she heard Charlene say pretentiously. ¡°Don¡¯t do that, Brendan. Ms. McKinnon


    is already suffering a great deal¡­¡±


    No one knew that her birthday was one day before Charlene¡¯s. It was today. The more celebrated


    Charlene¡¯s birthday was, the lonelier and more deste she felt.


    No one remembered her real birthday other than her mother.


    Deirdre opened her eyes and felt her heart racing, her eyes stinging with tears. Her mother was still


    living under Brendan¡¯s control, and she wondered if her mother¡¯s illness had been cured or if her


    mother missed her. She was utterly clueless..


    She sat upright and waited for the voices outside to quiet down before she opened the door and walked


    toward the study.


    She knocked on the door and opened it when she heard the words e in¡¯.


    Brendan looked disgusted and surprised by the sight of her. ¡°Leave!¡±


    Deirdre sped her hands behind her back shakily, mustering the courage to say, ¡°It¡¯s my birthday


    today, Brendan.¡±


    Brendan was stunned for a moment. He¡¯d had no idea, or one could say that he had never cared about


    that. Soon, his astonishment was reced by contempt. ¡°So? Don¡¯t tell me you would like your birthday


    to be celebrated with a party too. You know better than me if you deserve that!¡±


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    Deirdre was already used to the discrimination and could not be bothered to frown even in the slightest.


    I don¡¯t. I just¡­ I just want to talk to my mother. She used to wish me ¡®happy birthday¡¯ in the past¡­ I¡¯ve


    missed listening to her voice¡­¡±


    She assumed that her request was very simple, yet Brendan rejected it without any hesitation with a


    dark gaze. ¡°That would be impossible! Stop dreaming!¡±


    ¡°Why?¡± Deirdre could not make sense of it. ¡°Don¡¯t I even have the right to talk to my mom? Brendan,


    I¡¯m not even asking to meet her. Can¡¯t I just talk to her?¡±


    Brendan¡¯s thin lips were pursed tightly. No one knew that Ophelia was dead better than him. Forget


    about


    talking to her. She no longer existed in this world.


    ¡°She¡¯s not allowed to talk on the phone due to her condition.¡± Brendan made up an excuse. ¡°She¡¯s still


    receiving treatment, and her condition is very unstable. If she listened to your voice, it would affect her


    treatment.¡±


    ¡°What¡¯s going on with her?!¡± Deirdre¡¯s eyes reddened with tears instantly. She asked anxiously, ¡°I


    thought you said that she was already back in the country?¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s precisely because she¡¯s back in the country that it would be troublesome if she fell ill again. When


    she recovers, I¡¯ll arrange for a meeting between you two without you telling me.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s eyes reddened with anger, but she did not have the courage toment further out of fear


    that Brendan would go back on his own word if he was angered and she would not see her mother for


    the rest of her life.

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    Chapter 135 Promise


    ¡°Alright¡­¡± Suppressing the bitterness in her voice, Deirdre nodded strenuously. ¡°I¡¯ll wait.¡±


    She was nning to return to her room when a song filled the entire room all of a sudden.


    Deirdre was stunned. She knew the song like the back of her hand because it was her ringtone.


    Brendan was rather surprised as well. He pulled the drawer with a long face and saw Sterling¡¯s name


    disyed on the caller ID.


    Sterling had attempted to call Deirdre previously but he had stopped calling after finding out that


    Brendan was holding the phone without any intention of passing it back to Deirdre


    Brendan¡¯s face turned green with rage now that Sterling was suddenly calling Deirdre for no apparent


    reason.


    Deirdre did not have the courage to act rashly. Her hands were tightly clenched, and she suppressed


    all hope as she asked, ¡°Is my phone ringing?¡±


    Brendan narrowed his eyes and inquired closely without answering her question, ¡°Whose call are you


    looking forward to picking up?¡±


    He suppressed the anger in his tone, but Deirdre could sense it without seeing it. She bit her lower lip


    and subconsciously denied it by saying. ¡°No one¡¯s ¡±


    ¡°No one¡¯s?¡± Brendan sneered. She had looked like a dead woman with her empty, dull gaze previously,


    yet her eyes lit up and her entire person began glowing when the call came in.


    ¡°I believe that you¡¯ve figured out who the caller is, right? Would you like to take the call?¡±


    Deirdre appeared to be conflicted but shook her head after a few seconds.


    Brendan clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles turned white Unexpectedly, he pressed the


    ept button and put the call on speaker.


    Sterling¡¯s voice came from the other end of the line at once. ¡°Deirdre? Is that you?¡±


    Deirdre felt her heart racing. She kept her head lowered and did not utter a word. In fact, she did not


    even have the courage to express any emotion.


    Brendan sneered while he stared at Deirdre¡¯s face closely. ¡°I¡¯m sorry for disappointing you, Mr. Fuller.


    It¡¯s not Deirdre, it¡¯s me.¡±


    Sterling could not hide his disappointment, even though he had not thought that Deirdre would have


    ess to her phone. ¡°Can you please pass the phone to Deirdre?¡±


    ¡°She¡¯s right next to me, but she¡¯s busy.¡± Brendan looked at Deirdre and said in a flirtatious, provocative


    tone, ¡°Her mouth is preupied with another task at the moment, so she¡¯s not able to take your call for


    the time being. Mr. Fuller. You may speak to me, and I¡¯ll convey your message to her.¡±


    Sterling clenched his teeth to withstand the uneasiness he felt and said, ¡°Are you listening, Deirdre? I


    wasn¡¯t nning on calling you but I called anyway. You told me you wanted me to go the other day, and


    I understand that my presence must have affected your life. That¡¯s why I bought a bus ticket today and


    I¡¯ll be moving to another location tonight. I hope you live a good life and I wish you a happy birthday.


    Don¡¯t forget our promise. I¡¯ll be waiting for you.¡±


    Sterling did not procrastinate. Instead, he ended the conversation after speaking briefly. Meanwhile,


    Brendan¡¯s expression turned gloomy.


    ¡®Promise?¡¯


    He felt a gush of ineffable anger burning in his chest. He asked, ¡°What kind of promise is that?¡±


    ¡®Deirdre made a promise to Sterling without telling me?¡¯


    He was infuriated to learn this. He red at Deirdre coldly and pushed over everything on the desk


    abruptly when Deirdre refused to answer him. The items fell to the floor with a loud tter.


    ¡°Speak! Have


    you lost your voice?¡±


    Brendan spoke in a stern voice that startled Deirdre. She said through tightly-clenched teeth, ¡°It¡¯s not


    important. It happened a long time ago.¡±


    ¡®A long time ago?¡¯


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    It was before he had found her. Brendan¡¯s eyebrows did not rx at all. He took a few steps forward


    and clutched her throat before he lifted her up. ¡°Deirdre, you still don¡¯t understand my question.¡±


    A suffocating feeling filled her mind. She hung from his arms and said with great difficulty, ¡°I promised


    that we would move to the ce where he used to stay to live out our lives together if we had the


    opportunity.¡±


    She uttered the words with great difficulty, yet Brendan could hear the adoration they felt for each other.


    It was the promise of a lifetime.

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    Chapter 136 My Ne Isn¡¯t On Me


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    Why was he so exasperated to learn this? Because all of this was supposed to belong to him!


    Brendan let go of Deirdre at the height of his rage. She thought this meant she could breathe a sigh of


    relief, but a new force simply knocked her off her footing, causing her to lie on the desk.


    She felt his body pressing against hers and then felt hisbored breathing.


    A chill crawled up her spine. She knew what was about to happen. ¡°No, Brendan! No!¡± she yelled,


    struggling.


    He acted as though he could not hear her. He grabbed her arms and pinned them to the side, sneering,


    Why? Isn¡¯t this the point of your existence? Why else do you think I let you live by my side? And you


    think. you¡¯ll get to live with Sterling one day-ha! Fat f*cking chance!¡±


    His free hand gripped her neck, his eyes wild with frosty rage. He pushed her down on the desk with


    his weight and did not care one bit about her struggle, protests, or reluctance.


    Charlene listened from outside his study. As she clenched her fists, her beautiful features morphed into


    something twisted.


    Deirdre cked out during the experience. She did not wake up until the next afternoon.


    Charlene had just finished putting on her tailor-made dress and makeup. She was just about to put on


    her ne when a thought flitted through her mind.


    She dropped the ne back into the box.


    Charlene arrived at the banquet venue in a car. The old Brighthall mansion was already packed with


    guests by that point, and amid the revelry, Charlene spied Brendan in the lounge.


    She could still see scratch marks on his neck. Deirdre had left them.


    Her eyes turned cold for a moment. She stepped forward with a smile and greeted him. ¡°Sorry I¡¯mte,


    Bren. Where¡¯s Mom?¡±


    ¡°In the hall.¡± He beckoned for her toe forward and hooked her arm around his. ¡°We should go


    inside


    now.¡±


    ¡°Right,¡± Charlene replied sheepishly. She took a few steps forward before reeling in realization and


    shock, her hands frantically searching her neck. ¡°Wait, my ne! Bren, my ne isn¡¯t on me! I


    must have forgotten to put it on when I left in a hurry. Oh no¡­ What am I gonna do?¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s just a ne, Lena. Don¡¯t worry. You¡¯re beautiful with or without it.¡±


    ¡°B-But¡­ She bit her lip. ¡°It isn¡¯t just any ne. It¡¯s Mom¡¯s birthday gift to me. It means a lot more


    than just a ne, and I promised her I¡¯d wear it today. Not doing it just feels¡­ You know, like I¡¯ll hurt


    her feelings.¡±


    Brendan frowned. ¡°I¡¯ll get Sam to retrieve it for you.¡±


    ¡°Sending him back and forth will take too much time,¡± she replied, sounding contrite. ¡°How could I be so


    stupid? This is too important to forget, so why did I? Ohh¡­ I just wanted to make Mom happy, but my


    stupid self just keeps getting in the way!¡±


    ¡°Hey, don¡¯t say that about yourself.¡± Brendanforted her, pulling her into his arms and patting her


    back. Charlene sniffled. ¡°Is anyone home? Maybe they could deliver the ne to me right on time.¡±


    Brendan¡¯s expression darkened for a moment. ¡°There¡¯s¡­ Deirdre.¡±


    ¡°Oh.¡± Charlene¡¯s expression froze. A defeated smile settled onto her lips. ¡°It¡¯s fine, then. I couldn¡¯t


    possibly make Miss McKinnon my delivery girl. You¡¯re right, it¡¯s just a ne. It¡¯s no biggie.¡±


    Charlene sounded so ginger and meek that it made Brendan feel guilty. He thought about the things


    Deirdre had done to Charlene-really,pared to the litany of trouble Deirdre had caused, delivering


    Charlene¡¯s ne seemed downright trivial. What was the worst that could happen?


    He told Charlene to wait for him and strolled inside the mansion to call Deirdre on the family phone.


    The woman in question was still sleeping in her room, but the incessant ringing sounding from the


    living room woke her. She opened her eyes groggily and was instantly assaulted by an ache all over he


    body, wincing and shuddering as a result.


    God, it hurt everywhere.

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    Chapter 137 What Now?


    Deirdre pushed herself to get out of bed.


    The phone in the living room was still shrieking incessantly-almost like an audio representation of


    suffering without end. She got out of bed with great difficulty and walked through the door. She then


    picked up the phone-


    And Brendan¡¯s annoyed snarl greeted her. ¡°Took you long enough!¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s fingers tightened around the receiver. As if he had not yed a part in this! It had been cold


    the day he had stripped her naked in his study and forcibly had sex with her. She had felt both chills


    and at heat rush after that and had unsurprisinglye down with a fever. Even now, she was working


    her way through a brain fog.


    Not that he would care, anyway. All he cared about was spilling his seed and making himself feel good.


    To him, she had always been a subhuman at best.


    ¡°I have a headache. I just woke up,¡± she croaked.


    Brendan snickered. ¡°Would it kill you to cut back on your malingering? It¡¯s almostte evening, for


    Christ¡¯s sake.¡±


    Deirdre pressed her lips and decided to change the subject. Suppressing her headache, she asked,


    ¡°What do you want?¡±


    ¡°Charlene identally left her ne at home instead of bringing it to the party. She needs that


    ne because Mom gave it to her-it¡¯s important. You¡¯re at home, soe and deliver it here.¡±


    ¡°What?¡± Deirdre was taken aback. Had he just asked a blind woman to deliver Charlene¡¯s ne?


    Her bewilderment was blurted out of her lips in the form of words before she knew it. ¡°Brendan, I¡¯m


    blind. Bringing her ne to the party, unassisted, is a tall order for someone like me. It¡¯d be better to


    send. someone back here to get it.¡±


    Brendan frowned. ¡°You think I¡¯d let you out of the house if I weren¡¯t desperate?¡± he retorted matter-of-


    factly. ¡°The main event is about to start. All you need to do is hail a cab ande to the old mansion-it


    will take only a few minutes at most! I¡¯ll have someorfe wait for you by the main entrance, so that¡¯s that.


    Get the ne now-time is running out!¡±


    Deirdre fought her dizziness by holding on to the edge of the table. ¡°Aren¡¯t you scared I might seize the


    chance to run away?¡±


    Brendan went quiet for a while. When he spoke again, his reply was undergirded with contempt. ¡°Sure.


    Run as far as you like. Don¡¯t worry about your mom. I¡¯m sure she will be fine if you run away.¡±


    Deirdre felt a lump in her throat. Even with Sterling gone, Brendan still had leverage against her. She


    took. a deep breath and asked, ¡°Where is it?¡±


    ¡°In Lena¡¯s room. On her vanity table. It¡¯s in a box, so just bring that box over.¡±


    Deirdre returned to her room and put on a warm coat before entering Charlene¡¯s room. She felt her


    way through, found the vanity table, got the box, and left to hail a ride. The journeysted about 20


    minutes. Someone approached her as soon as she got out of the car. ¡°Is this Miss McKinnon?¡±


    Deirdre passed the box. ¡°Here it is-what Charlene wanted. Give it to her. And now, excuse me.¡±


    The other person balked with an awkward smile. ¡°Hold on a moment, Miss McKinnon. Miss McKinney.


    told me that she would very much prefer that you give that ne to her directly. Sorry for the


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    Deirdre frowned. What kind of trick was she up to this time? She had zero intention of heeding that


    woman¡¯s order, but she was just as reluctant to make things hard for this innocent messenger.


    Mustering all her patience, she replied, ¡°Fine Lead the way.¡±


    ¡°Right this way!¡±


    Deirdre was led through a quiet, secluded path that cut through the backyard. She did not meet any of


    the party guests. Then, finally, they stopped by the door to the lounge.


    ¡°Miss McKinney is waiting inside. Please make yourselffortable. You¡¯ll have to excuse me-I¡¯ve got


    some other things to attend to. See you!¡±


    Deirdre nodded and grabbed the door handle.


    A million thoughts raced through her head. Charlene must have nned this borate scheme to


    humiliate her in front of the other people in the lounge, Deirdre would bet on it. Then, she would drag


    her to the hall where all the other guests were and debase her even further.


    To her surprise, the only sound that greeted her was Charlene¡¯s voice. ¡°Gosh, Miss McKinnon! You¡¯re


    finally here.¡± She greeted her sweetly. ¡°Sorry to trouble you with my ne. I identally left it at


    home and I really thought I wouldn¡¯t be able to make it to the main event with it!¡±

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    Chapter 138 I Killed the Dog.


    God. Every part of that cordiality sounded so manufactured and phony. Deirdre was in no mood to y.


    the game, so she ced the box on a rack next to the door and turned on her heel.


    ¡°Miss McKinnon, wait.¡± Charlene stopped her as she rose from her seat with a smile. ¡°What¡¯s the


    hurry? Don¡¯t you wanna look around? You know, enjoy the vibe now that you¡¯re here?¡±


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    ¡°Not interested,¡± Deirdre rebutted nonchntly. She had never been interested in what the affluent


    upper- ss considered haute couture or their mor. The only reason she had even wanted to be


    Brendan¡¯s wife was because she had loved him.


    Of course, even that had gone away.


    ¡°I brought you your ne,¡± she stated cidly. ¡°If there¡¯s nothing else you need, excuse me.¡±


    ¡°But there is oneeee thing.¡± Charlene replied quickly. Her smile deepened. Then, she fished out her


    phone gracefully and yed a video.


    The whimpers and cries of a dog being tortured filled the air.


    Deirdre stopped dead in her tracks. She could feel her blood boiling from her feet to her head.


    Charlene tittered. ¡°I¡¯m willing to bet you recognize this sound, Miss McKinnon. What was the name of


    that damn dog again?¡­ Oh, right. Bliss. I remember the way it went down as though it was yesterday!


    Its belly was cut open, and even though it was near death, that poor thing got its limbs lopped off too.


    Oh, look! You can see it ncing at the mansion throughout the video-it was looking for you, wasn¡¯t it?


    Maybe it just wanted to see you before it was gone forever?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s eyes were red. She turned back to face Charlene, her voice shaking as much as her body.


    ¡°W-W- Where did you get this?¡±


    Charlene¡¯s eyes narrowed. ¡°Why don¡¯t you take a guess? Guess why I would have a video like this or


    why I seem to have intimate knowledge regarding the dog¡¯s death.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s eyes seemed to be quivering in their sockets. She tearfully croaked, ¡°It¡­ It was you! You


    killed Bliss!¡±


    ¡°Tsk, tsk. Hold your horses, darling. I was watching a musical with Bren at the time, ¡®member? I didn¡¯t


    have any time to waste by killing a dog.¡± Charlene responded. The grin on her face was etched even


    deeper on her lips. ¡°But yes. I was the one who hired the hobo. Now, he¡¯s cuckoo for sure, but he¡¯s not


    completely out of his senses all the time, okay? So I gave him a buttload of money and dug a hole in


    the backyard ndestinely. Then, when you and Sam went out shopping, I opened the door to your


    room- and whoosh! That dumb dog bolted out excitedly! It ran to the backyard straight away. And


    then¡­¡±


    Deirdre pounced, her fingers clutching Charlene¡¯s neck as tears rolled down her cheeks. ¡°How could


    you?!¡± she shrieked at the top of her lungs. ¡°Are you even human?! Bliss was just a dog! It was


    innocent- and you killed it!¡±


    Charlene was short of breath, but the glee in her eyes only burned brighter. ¡°Y-Y-You¡¯re¡­ right¡­ It was


    just a d-dog¡­. It would have¡­ lived a happy life¡­ if it had been owned¡­ literally by anyone else¡­¡±


    she added.¡± But you¡­ You just had to¡­ be its owner¡­ You had so many chances¡­ to leave us¡­ but


    you k-kept¡­ staying


    Deirdre felt a loud ringing sound in her brain. She was blind, and yet in her mind¡¯s eye, she could see


    Bliss crying as it stared in the direction of the mansion. Waiting for help. Waiting for her.


    It was like a knife slicing through her heart.


    Bliss¡¯ mother had died of an illness. And Bliss itself¡­ It had not even gotten to breathe and live in this


    world for a little while longer.


    All because of the stupid conflict between two humans. Bliss had died¡­ as coteral damage.


    Tears broke free from her unseeing eyes. Her arms were shaking, and Deirdre felt a profound,


    homicidal


    anger.


    She hated her!


    ¡°Die! You should die!¡± she cried before she tightened her grip suddenly.


    Then, just as suddenly, she heard footsteps hurrying over behind her.


    A new force mped around her hands before hurling her away from her target. Then, she crashed


    down on the floor.

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    Chapter 139 A Leopard Never Changes its Spots


    ¡°Bren!¡± Charlene sputtered and fled right into Brendan¡¯s arms in terror. She gawked at Deirdre, fear


    widening her eyes as she yelped, ¡°She¡¯s gone crazy, Bren! She¡¯s lost it and she is trying to kill me!¡±


    Remnants from Deirdre¡¯s chokehold were still etched around her neck, sore and stark. A little up


    ahead, Brendan could see tears flooding the corner of her eyes. The sight provoked something ugly


    within him.


    Exasperation. He had only left Charlene alone for a while, but it had been enough time for this to


    happen. Had he been there one second sooner


    He lunged, his fingers digging into Deirdre¡¯s shoulders like talons, his strength so totalizing that it could


    crush bones. ¡°Deirdre f*cking McKinnon! You¡¯ll never f*cking learn, will you?! Even after all this


    punishment, you still can¡¯t stop harming Lena!¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s tears rolled down her cheeks endlessly, wetting the floor. Her chest was aching so much that


    even breathing had be hard. She glowered at Brendan, her eyes beet red, and retorted, ¡°What


    should I have learned, huh? She¡¯s the Devil behind it all! She¡¯s the Devil behind everything! She Must


    Die?¡±


    The agony-the despair-in her eyes was so overwhelming that even Brendan was taken aback. He


    could not find even a sign that she was faking this. He quickly recovered from his shock with a frown,


    however, and demanded, ¡°What do you mean behind everything?¡±


    Charlene stepped in hastily. I don¡¯t understand her either! She gave me my ne a few minutes


    ago Then, instead of leaving, she started having this weird puzzling rant, rambling on about everything


    that should have been hers, and then and then suddenly, she started to choke me¡­ Her voice


    quivered. Thank God you were here, Bren. I. I was so sure I was going to die?¡±


    ¡°Spare me that bullsh*t!¡± Deirdre erupted. Every breath she took felt like a knife making a gash across


    her bleeding heart. ¡°Show us your phone, Charlene, if you even have the goddamned courage to do


    that, you snake! Show that video again, I dare you!¡±


    Brendan¡¯s expression darkened. ¡°What video?¡±


    Charlene shook her head violently with tears in her eyes. ¡°I don¡¯t know! I don¡¯t know what you¡¯re talking


    about, Miss McKinnon!¡±


    ¡°You¡¯re lying! There¡¯s a video of Bliss¡¯ stomach being cut open right there on your phone! You filmed it


    just to show it to me-to torment me! And now you¡¯re ying dumb again?!¡±


    Brendan¡¯s eyes turned stormy. He extended his hand toward Charlene and ordered, ¡°Give me your


    phone.¡±


    ¡°B-Bren?¡± Charlene murmured, startled. Her pupils seemed to constrict. ¡°You¡­ don¡¯t trust me?¡±


    Brendan softened his tone. ¡°No, I trust you¡­ Which is why I need you to hand me your phone. I want


    Deirdre to be proven wrong, without a shadow of a doubt, about all of this! Give me your phone.¡±


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    Charlene handed her phone to him. He began to search her media files but he did not find even a


    single video stored-let alone a video depicting Bliss¡¯ torture.


    Brendan¡¯s heart turned into steel. ¡°When will you finally f*cking stop ndering Lena?!¡± he yelled. ¡°Do


    you treat your blindness as some get-out-of-jail card? Do you think your disability puts you above basic


    decency?!¡±


    He loomed over her and cupped Deirdre¡¯s jaw with force. ¡°There isn¡¯t a single video on Lena¡¯s phone!¡±


    he snarled. ¡°Not even one!¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s face turned white. ¡°That¡¯s impossible!¡± she choked. She had heard it with her own ears! ¡°W-


    What about her recordings? Then it¡¯s got to be an audio recording!¡±


    ¡°Enough!¡± Brendan bellowed. He chucked her away from him as though he was disgusted, and Deirdre


    lost her footing and crashed down on the floor. She knocked into one of the stools nearby and panted


    in pain.


    Brendan shot her a frigid re, as though he was looking at a disgusting, wretched schemer who just.


    could not stop sinking lower. ¡°How many times have I warned you, Deirdre? How. Many. Times?! You


    just won¡¯t stop! You thought I¡¯d be helpless against you now that Sterling¡¯s gone, did you?!


    ¡°Sam!¡±


    The man in question peered inside the room-and immediately knew what must have gone down.


    ¡°Take her back to the mansion and lock her in her room! She¡¯s not to be given food unless I explicitly.


    state so!¡± Brendan ordered. ¡°When Charlene¡¯s birthday party is over, I¡¯lle back and teach her a


    memorable lesson.¡±


    Upon saying that, Brendan took Charlene with him and left.


    Deirdre shivered. Any pain her body felt paledpared to the agony in her wringing heart.

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    Chapter 140 Help Me Out With This


    Sam approached Deirdre gingerly. ¡°Miss McKinnon? Come on. We should go,¡± he said. ¡°That¡­. That


    was too reckless of you, miss. You shouldn¡¯t have acted out that way during an important event like this


    one. Things could have gone really bad, and¡­ You know Mr. Brighthall wouldn¡¯t possibly let you off


    lightly.¡± Deirdre knew he was speaking the truth. As she cast her eyes on the ground, her tears rained


    down on the cold, hard floor before she replied, ¡°Did you know? The homeless man who murdered


    Bliss¡­ was Charlene¡¯s employee, Sam. She hired him.¡±


    Sam was bewildered. ¡°What?!¡±


    Deirdre pressed her hand against her chest, but it did nothing to relieve her from her pain. ¡°She told


    me¡­ that Bliss kept looking in the direction of the mansion when¡­ when it was about to die,¡± she


    croaked. ¡°It¡­ was waiting for me to save it, Sam. And what was I doing at the time? I¡­ I was s-


    shopping for new clothes! I f-failed Bliss. I k-k-killed it!¡±


    ¡°No, Miss McKinnon,¡± Sam rebuffed with a frown. He had recovered from his initial shock. ¡°You can¡¯t


    possibly me yourself for this. I was the one who took you out shopping, remember? Do you consider


    me an essory to the crime? Look, neither of us knew that was going to happen that day. Who could.


    have? Which is why I¡¯m sure Bliss doesn¡¯t me you for what happened. And you¡­ you shouldn¡¯t


    either.¡±


    Deirdre bit her lips hard. ¡°But the only reason it had to die was because I was its owner-Charlene only


    wanted it dead because Bliss belonged to me!¡±


    She had never hated Charlene¡¯s guts so much in her life before. And yet, that same woman was


    outside, dressed in a fancy dress, bathing in self-congratting fanfare and festivities at her own party.


    She kept hearing waves of cheers from the guests and listening to stupid birthday well-wishes and


    compliments meant for the woman.


    Deirdre¡¯s eyes were red, and she dug her nails into her arm.


    A thought flitted through her mind. She aimed her red eyes forward, knowing that this was where Sam.


    was. ¡°Can you help me?¡±


    He was shrewd enough to understand her intent instantly. ¡°You¡¯re¡­ You¡¯re nning to make this


    public, right?¡±


    Deirdre gritted her teeth. She had duped herself into believing that patience would be her greatest


    weapon. -if she waited long enough, Brendan would grow bored of her one day and she would be able


    to flee. Charlene¡¯s actions had mocked her faith so much that it had now copsed. There were no


    other options left except fighting for the justice Bliss deserved.


    ¡°Brendan¡¯s sure I¡¯m using Charlene without proof. And Charlene had nned to provoke me long.


    before she decided to make up an excuse to get me here. Don¡¯t you see? I have a target painted on


    my back. Escape has be a pipe dream,¡± Deirdre murmured. Despair colored her lifeless,


    downcast eyes while blue-ck bruises began to surface on her arm as she dug her nails harder. ¡°But


    this time¡­ She revealed a lot about her scheme in her bid to provoke me. There¡¯s a video or a


    recording on her phone that can act as proof. She also has some clues that connect her to the


    homeless man¡­


    ¡°Sam, I need help.¡±


    For a long while, the room was silent.


    ¡°1¡­ see,¡± Deirdre said self-deprecatingly. ¡°I must have made an impossible request, Sam. That was


    unfair of me. I¡¯m sorry-¡±


    He sighed, but his tone was firm and resolute. ¡°No. I work for Mr. Brighthall, not Charlene. I was the


    one


    who brought Bliss to you too. I want justice for Bliss more than anyone else in the world, so I will help


    you expose the person behind its death.¡±


    His words moved Deirdre, and her lips formed a shadow of a smile. ¡°Thank you,¡± she croaked.


    ¡°No need to thank me. I¡¯m helping you for Bliss¡¯s sake, too. But I have a condition.¡± Sam crouched


    close to her and pried her fingers away from her arm. ¡°I want you to stop hurting yourself, especially


    before you know the result. If you don¡¯t love yourself, then nobody else in the world will see a reason to


    love you.¡±


    Deirdre and Sam left for the mansion. Behind them, the hubbub ofughter and cheer rang on,


    radiating


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    Chapter 141 Too Late to Be Scared Now


    Deirdre returned to her room in the mansion and sat on the edge of her bed in a dissociative trance.


    Minutes crawled, possibly hours. She had no idea how long it took until she finally felt sleep catching


    up to her. Shey down.


    Then, suddenly, her door swung open from a kick. Brendan lurched like a mad beast and pinned her


    wrists. against the floor. The air chilled, but Deirdre could almost feel frosting from the man¡¯s eyes


    furiously scanning her face.


    ¡°Didn¡¯t even lose a sleep over the sh*t you do, did you?¡± Brendan bellowed, his rage-powered might


    crushing her shoulders.


    ¡°That f*cking injury on Lena¡¯s neck! Nothing could make it go away, and everyone saw it, McKinnon!


    They were talking about it behind her back and among themselves during her own party all because of


    the stupid sh*t you did! She wouldn¡¯t evene home after the party! That¡¯s how humiliated you made


    her feel, you ck-hearted b*tch! Do you even know how to f*cking stop!?¡±


    Pain red like wildfire across her shoulders, and Deirdre¡¯s face went white from the ordeal. Brendan


    sounded so furious it was as if he was going to hurl her from the balcony right there and then.


    What a joke. Deirdre had retreated into a state of inactivity ages ago, but Charlene was the one who


    did not know how to stop. She could not even spare a literal dog.


    ¡°Why don¡¯t you ask her to stop? See if she agrees to it?¡± Deirdre shot back. ¡°Honestly, how could a


    docile blind woman like me suddenly choke her if she didn¡¯t provoke me in the first ce?¡±


    ¡°How dare you!?¡± Brendan¡¯s eyes were red with fury. He yanked her by the cor, pressed her against


    the wall, and gnashed his teeth. ¡°Victim-ming again, aren¡¯t we? The only reason Lena didn¡¯t hit you


    back. was that she was too kind for it. She can¡¯t even bring herself to hurt a fly, let alone another


    human. But that doesn¡¯t mean you can take advantage of her kindness!¡±


    ¡°Kindness?¡± Deirdre echoed with downcast eyes. She remembered the wails and whimpers Bliss


    made. and how Charlene had gleefully recorded it just so Deirdre could hear it in posterity. Kindness!


    Goddamned kindness!


    ¡°Oh, Brendan¡­ Your judgment of people¡­ is abysmal.¡±¡±


    ¡°You are f*cking right,¡± he snarled and shoved her to the floor. He red at her from above. ¡°So


    abysmal that I kept deluding myself into giving a sociopath like you more chances than you ever


    deserve! You are a vile, low, and wretched *sshole. You will never know how to behave yourself without


    good f*cking


    lessons!¡±


    He grabbed Deirdre¡¯s wrist and began to trawl her out of the room, heading to the stairs. ¡°Get up!¡±


    Deirdre staggered through the floor, her bare feet registering the cold hard tiles underneath her. She


    shivered.


    Then, the entrance door opened. Nipping gales howled as they barged into the living room, and Deirdre


    grew rmed. ¡°W-What are you doing, Brendan?!¡±


    Watching her retreat to her backfoot, Brendan shed her a cruel smirk. ¡°A bit toote to be afraid,


    McKinnon!¡±


    He trawled her out of the house and into the backyard, where a crowded storehouse stood. It was an


    oft- ignored building that had not seen any maintenance for years.


    Brendan swung her inside. She fell, her hands bruised from pressing against the ground. The pain


    hardly


    dissipated when she heard a guttural growl nearby. It was a hunting hound.


    ¡°Chain it inside,¡± hemanded.


    Deirdre¡¯s face turned pale. The hound¡¯s breath had an odious stench. It was clearly in a highly vtile


    state-perhaps even rabid. And Brendan¡­ He was nning to shut Deirdre in with this mad hound


    inside. a crowded old shack!


    ¡°What¡¯s the matter? I thought you were a dog lover! You loved your stupid mutt so much you would hurt


    a human over it, so I thought I should reward you with another dog! Why are you scared now?¡± he


    jeered.


    ¡°Let me give you a piece of advice, Deirdre. You should probably make yourself at home at the corner


    for as long as you can. This dog isn¡¯t exactly sane, and it¡¯s not gonna get better once its tamer leaves.


    You might get bitten if you aren¡¯t careful¡­ And you should be because it won¡¯t be the first time this dog


    killed a human.¡±


    What!?


    Deirdre¡¯s eyes reddened. This dog¡­ had killed people before? Was it why he decided to lock her up


    with it? Because if she died¡­ he could just handwave it and say, ¡°Aww, tough luck!¡±


    Deirdre was shaking. Even in the darkness of her lost eyesight, she could feel the dog watching her


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    Chapter 142 It¡¯s The End of Everything


    At that moment, Deirdre¡¯s mind went nk. She reflexively rushed toward a corner and tightly stuck


    against the wall.


    She heard Brendan¡¯s disdainful smirk. ¡°McKinnon, I didn¡¯t know you were afraid of death. I thought you


    weren¡¯t afraid of anything, and that was why you¡¯d dare to injure Lena.¡±


    The chill storehouse was far warmer than the chill in Deirdre¡¯s heart. She stared into space with


    reddened eyes and said in a quavering voice, ¡°Brendan, would you regret it if you were to realize one


    day that Charlene is the Devil behind everything that had happened? That she killed Bliss and has


    arranged all these?¡±


    Brendan was subconsciously startled ¡®Lena killed Bliss. She was the culprit behind all these.¡±


    For an unknown reason, he felt a quick moment of sharp heartache when he thought of the possibility.


    It was instantly transformed into a detesting frown, and he red at Deidre


    ¡°McKinnon! Even after all these, you still can¡¯t stop yourself from ndering Lena, can you!?¡±


    Brendan¡¯sst bit of mercy dissipated. He said through gritted teeth, ¡°Just because I wanted to trust


    you, I¡¯ve put Lena in peril. Now I won¡¯t repeat the same mistake twice!¡±


    His ck eyes were icy cold as he jeered, ¡°It¡¯s probably better that you conserve your energy and pull


    through the night. I¡¯lle over tomorrow morning. By that time, I may consider freeing you, but it¡¯s


    your responsibility not to be bitten by the hound!¡±


    Following that, Deirdre heard the footsteps receding It was Brendan who led the rest away.


    Meanwhile, that hound which was chained at the door, let out a guttural growl as a warning sign, poised


    to strike.


    At that instant, Deirdre was filled with fear. It was made worse by the bad weather. The stormy


    downpour increased the humidity in the shabby storehouse, and its cold water leaked through the


    damaged roof, seeped through the wall, and fell on Deirdre. Misfortunes never came alone, indeed.


    Deirdre felt cold and hot, triggered by tense emotions. She then felt a spell of dizziness until the sound


    of thunder awakened her. Immediately following that, she heard the restless howling of the hunting


    hound.


    The hound was in shock and lunged toward Deirdre. At that split second, Deirdre could feel that she


    was a palm distance from the hound.


    Even that oft-neglected storehouse trembled at the tension of the chain tied on the hound.


    ¡°Ahh!¡± Deirdre screamed in fear.


    The hound was a foot away. It bellowed continuously while trying to get closer to Deirdre, exerting a


    pulling force that shook the storehouse. The fear made her tense. Biting her lips, she couldn¡¯t help her


    tears from dropping one after another.


    She copsed at the torture. She didn¡¯t dare to rx even for a bit as she was filled with fear. If


    Brendan intended to punish her this way, he had made it.


    The bellowing sound of the hound was so loud that it was heard clearly even in the mansion. The few


    bodyguards and the hound trainer were on tenterhooks.


    ¡°Mr. Brighthall¡­ shail we stop it? Even if that dog doesn¡¯t bite, Miss McKinnon will copse if it goes


    on.¡±


    Brendan shed the questioner an ominous and indifferent re. ¡°So? Do you want to apany her


    there?¡±


    His reply silenced everyone in an instant.


    Brendan went up the stairs. Halfway, he turned and demanded, ¡°Look at her and tell me if she¡¯s dead.¡±


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    The hound trainer turned pale. He just found it difficult to understand the entric personality of Mr.


    Brighthall, the director of the Brighthall Group. Mr. Brighthall looked as if he wanted that woman dead,


    but he repeatedly emphasized that he didn¡¯t want a dog that bit.


    The heavy downpour of the night and the shabby, under-repair storehouse had soaked the area


    Deirdre upied in an instant. Deirdre began feeling hot and cold shes while shivering in the chill.


    The moment her mind went nk and fell, she thought, ¡®It¡¯s the end of everything.¡¯

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    Chapter 143 It¡¯d Be Too Late


    Deirdre McKinnon eventually was about to end her miserable life in the most embarrassing and


    ridiculous way possible


    She fell and was just reachable by the hound She sensed that the savage hound was opening its


    mouth from the odious stench before she passed out


    In her fever, Deirdre seemed to be in a dream She dreamt of a puppy wagging its tail, eagerly


    approaching her. It should be Bliss because it kept licking at her face Meanwhile, her body temperature


    dropped


    Finally, the rain stopped.


    Brendan was standing on a balcony The smoke of a cigarette he stubbed out remained, lingering


    underneath him. Raising his head, he looked into the hazy sky it was another hour before sunrise


    Downstairs.


    ?.


    Sam, wearing a coat, strode into the mansion through the gate while brushing the rainwater off himself


    he saw his colleagues on the sofa. He was startled for a moment and fait somewhat worried. What has


    kept you all here today?


    Sam didn¡¯t receive any direct reply and only a bodyguard curled his lips into an awkwardugh


    Reflexively, Sam took a look at the door into Deirdre a foom on the second floor His heart missed a


    beat when he saw that the door wars open and asked mme sery. Where i Misa McCanno


    A bodyguard pointed at the backyard and whispered. ¡°Talk softer Mr. Brighthall is still furious because


    of this matter. I¡¯ve no idea how Miss MoCnnon offended Mr. Brighthail. She¡¯s been trawled into the


    storehouse located in the backyard and is locked together with a hound i think she¡¯s having a


    breakdown¡±


    mum


    Locked in the storehouse in the backyard Sam¡¯s mind went nk He knew how heavy the downpour


    was when he rushed here after waking up. Even though he had turned the car¡¯s wipers to the speed,


    he couldn¡¯t see the road clearly at all. What¡¯s more, the thin metal roofing covering the storehouse was


    completely ineffective in blocking the rain


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    Under such cold weather, Sam rushed out without thinking.


    The bodyguard was startled before he recollected himself and tried to stop Sam. He growled softly.


    ¡°Are you nuts!? Don¡¯t tell me you¡¯re going to take that woman back here? Don¡¯t you know Mr.


    Brighthall¡¯s temper? Do you dare to disobey him when he said no? Have you gone nuts?¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t touch me!¡± Sam freed himself and strode toward the backyard.


    Upstairs¡­


    When Brendan saw a figure rushing toward the storehouse, his ck eyes squinted.


    As soon as Sam reached the storehouse, he could feel a chill and saw the unconscious Deirdre on the


    ground while a ck hunting houndy beside Deirdre, continuously licking her face.


    Meanwhile, Deirdre¡¯s face had turned ck and blue.


    Sam instantly rushed toward Deirdre. Fortunately, she was still alive even though her breath was faint.


    If it weren¡¯t because of the hound, the consequence might be disastrous.


    ¡°Miss McKinnon! Miss McKinnon!¡± Sam reached out. As soon as his finger touched the exposed


    surface of Deirdre¡¯s finger, he felt it was icy cold. He gnashed his teeth as he took off his coat to cover


    her before


    he held her in his embrace.


    As soon as Sam got out of the storehouse, he met the icy-cold re of Brendan, who had juste


    over.


    Brendan was especially furious when he saw Sam¡¯s hands on Deirdre. ¡°Sam, do you think you can do


    as you wish when I promote you after dismissing Steven temporarily? Tell me, who¡¯s agreed to let you


    touch Deirdre?¡±


    Sam¡¯s face turned pale as he apologized. ¡°I¡¯m sorry, Mr. Brighthall. However, it¡¯d be toote if I didn¡¯t


    come over. Miss McKinnon is¡­¡±


    He choked. Deirdre¡¯s body was so icy-cold that he couldn¡¯t imagine what she had experienced


    yesterday.


    Brendan¡¯s ck pupils constricted. Without hesitance, he strode toward Sam and took over Deirdre.


    The moment he held her in his arms, he froze. He seemed to be hugging ice because she was too cold


    as a hurman being.


    ¡°What¡¯s going on?¡± His voice was stained with an inexplicable panic. Omitting the dirtiness of Deirdre,


    he tightened his arms further.

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    Chapter 144 Deirdre is My Woman


    Was the person he hugged Deirdre McKinnon? Was the person the stubborn Deirdre who wouldn¡¯t stop


    provoking him?


    Why did it seem like he was hugging a cold, lifeless corpse?


    Brendan couldn¡¯t even sense her breath. This made him worried. Before he could recollect himself, he


    had strode into the house and rushed upstairs.


    Everyone in the living room was shocked, looking at Brendan rushing in. His eyes reddened while


    carrying Deirdre, who was in a life-threatening phase. They were surprised to see the panic on


    Brendan¡¯s face, which didn¡¯t appear even when the Brighthall Group was ced in a menacing state


    Brendan turned on the hot water tap of the bathtub and put her in ¡°Deirdre! Deirdre!¡±


    He gnashed his teeth andmanded, ¡°Wake up! Do you hear me!?¡±


    Why would it turn out like this when he merely wanted to punish her by locking her in the storehouse?


    Brendan couldn¡¯t figure it out and never knew the punishment would eventually fall on him.


    Brendan was afraid. He was afraid that Deirdre would stop breathing, even just for a split second.


    Hence, he couldn¡¯t stop worrying.


    When Deirdre¡¯s body got warmer, he instantly called the doctor. After he had done all he could, his shirt


    was soaked in sweat.


    All his subordinates were standing quietly in the living room. When they saw Brendan stepping down


    the stairs, tired, the atmosphere grew oppressive. None of them would even dare to breathe loudly.


    ¡°All of you, go back.¡±


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    Brendan¡¯smand sounded like long-awaited freedom. Everyone except Sam left immediately. Sam


    remained standing at the door, his heart aching so much that he hardly breathed.


    Traveling all over the world, even though he used to experience the critical moment of almost losing his


    life in the hail of bullets, he had never been as scared and restless as he was today.


    Sam clenched his fists and fell silent for a moment. Without hesitation, he asked, ¡°Mr. Brighthall, can I


    wait a little longer? I¡¯ll leave immediately after the doctor deres that Miss McKinnon is saved.¡±


    Brendan was unhappy at Sam¡¯s request. Sam had crossed the line outrageously.


    His ck eyes narrowed, his gaze became indifferent, and the aura he exerted forced Sam¡¯s face to


    turn pale.


    ¡°Sam, don¡¯t you think that I don¡¯t know who brought the puppy to Deirdre. Although I don¡¯t care about it,


    it doesn¡¯t mean that I don¡¯t know. It¡¯s just like you now,¡± said Brendan in a condescending manner.


    Indifferently, he added. ¡°Deirdre is my woman. Now and forever.¡±


    Sam¡¯s face went white. ¡°Mr. Brighthall¡­Y-You¡¯ve misunderstood¡­¡±


    Brendan sneered, but he slowly tightened his fists behind him. ¡°I hope that I¡¯ve misunderstood. Now,


    get


    out!¡±


    Sam eventually went out without saying a word. Meanwhile, Brendan leaned on the chair with his


    hands. as support. He looked unexpectedly grave, and his eyes turned stormy.


    He knew better than anyone else that Deirdre¡¯s face had been disfigured. He didn¡¯t care about that


    disgusting face of hers. However, he had never thought that someone would not care either.


    All of Sam¡¯s ex-girlfriends were charming and alluring. Yet, such a man would have a crush on Deirdre.


    ¡°Deirdre, I¡¯ve really underestimated you.¡±


    Brendan gnashed his teeth. First was Sterling, and now Sam. Yet, it was the result of disfigurement. If


    Deirdre wasn¡¯t disfigured and maintained her natural beauty, she would be more attractive, wouldn¡¯t


    she?


    After the doctor checked on Deirdre, he fed her some medicine. Following that, he checked on her a


    few times before rxing his tightly knitted eyebrows. ¡°She¡¯s temporarily safe. But she has to be taken


    care of because of the severe cold.¡±


    Watching Brendan staring at the woman lying on the bed without uttering a single word, the doctor


    couldn¡¯t help but say, ¡°What kind of hatred is it that she¡¯s been forced into this state? Even if it was a


    punishment, reprimanding her would be more than enough. If she hadn¡¯t been so lucky and her body.


    temperature hadn¡¯tpletely cooled down, she¡¯d have already¡­¡±

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    Chapter 145 Don¡¯t be Self Righteous


    Before the doctor could finish his sentence, he realized who he was speaking to and immediately shut


    his mouth. However, he had not thought that Brendan didn¡¯t even frown. He merely locked his gaze on


    the woman lying on the bed.


    The doctor was stunned. When Brendan recollected himself, he asked, ¡°When will she wake up?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m not sure, probably thetest on the second night.¡±


    ¡°Okay.¡±


    After seeing the doctor off, Brendan returned to the room. While looking at the pale face of Deirdre and


    the beads of sweat dripping from her forehead, he sat at the edge of the bed, feelingplicated.


    After a day, Brendan had remained like this.


    Deirdre finally woke up from the nightmare. She opened her eyes, short of breath. The moment she sat


    up, sheughed at herself.


    Was ¡®luck¡¯ the only advantage she had now? She actually survived under that condition¡­..


    She touched her cold face, just to realize through her sixth sense that someone else was in the room.


    ¡°Sam, is that you?¡± Deirdre asked in a hoarse voice.


    The man who had been blown by the cool wind for a night at the balcony shed Deirdre a chilled look.


    when he heard the name. He strode in and jeered, ¡°You only think about Sam right after waking up.


    Since when did you have such a good rtionship with him?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s face suddenly turned pale, and her eyes filled with fear. Her response made Brendan


    unhappy and restless.


    Why would he feel so unhappy when she was the one who had gotten her punishment?


    ¡°Say something! Are you dumb?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s lips quivered while she closed and reopened her eyes to suppress the fear within her.


    Following that, she slowly said, ¡°There¡¯s nothing special between us. I-I just never expected that you¡¯d


    be here in the room.¡±


    It should be by chance, shouldn¡¯t it?


    Brendan would go to work as usual and ignore her even if she were dead, wouldn¡¯t he? The reason he


    showed up in the room was probably that he happened to be there to check out whether she was still


    alive.


    ¡°There¡¯re lots of things that you never expect of.¡± Brendan shot back while his ck eyes kept checking


    on Deirdre¡¯s current state. When he saw Deirdre was recovering fairly well, he felt slightly relieved.


    Brendan had not slept for a night just because he was afraid something might happen to Deirdre. It was


    until she got up that he felt rxed, and endless fatigue immediately assaulted him.


    Brendan frowned and tore off his tie with a hand. Just as he took off his coat, he went up the bed,


    wrapped his arms around Deirdre¡¯s waist, and brought her into his embrace.


    Deirdre¡¯s body was visibly tense, and her curves became stiff. She hurriedly said, ¡°B-Brendan, I-I


    can¡¯t¡­¡±


    ¡°What you can¡¯t?¡± When Brendan saw her face distorted in fear, he was even more annoyed. He


    sped the back of Deirdre¡¯s head and pressed her against his chest. Following that, he snorted.


    ¡°Don¡¯t be so righteous of yourself. You aren¡¯t attractive enough for me to hit on you, particrly on a


    woman who¡¯s


    just woken up from illness.¡±


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    ¡®So, he didn¡¯t want to¡­¡±


    Deirdre heaved a sigh of relief. But it was immediately followed by the feelings of being lost and


    restless. She wondered what he actually wanted to do.


    Deirdre closed her eyes while her eyshes trembled uncontrobly. She doubted what Brendan¡¯s


    intention was. After all, Brendan had cruelly locked her up together with a ferocious hound in the


    storehouse, leading to her mental breakdown, and then hugged her in his embrace now.


    Brendan squinted as he watched all the emotions Deirdre expressed on her face without difficulty. She


    had been doing so since the beginning. The only difference was that she was filled with joy and


    carefulness, but now these feelings were reced by anxiety and fear.


    Everything from the past had been shattered.


    Brendan closed his eyes, feeling depressed, as if a huge stone was pressing against his chest. He let


    go. of Deirdre, got off the bed, took his coat, and mmed the door behind him, leaving Deirdre in a


    trance.

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    Chapter 146 Sam Had Left


    Deirdre waited for quite some time to ensure that there wasn¡¯t any movement outside before she tried


    to get off the bed.


    She was so thirsty that she simply pulled out a coat from the wardrobe, put it on, and went downstairs.


    After satisfying her thirst, she heard footsteps approaching. When she was assured that the sound


    didn¡¯t belong to Brendan, she asked, ¡°Sam, is that you?¡±


    The man outside scratched his head in embarrassment and chuckled. ¡°Miss McKinnon, you¡¯re


    mistaken. I¡¯m not Sam but Sawyer.¡±


    ¡°Sawyer?¡±


    The man quickly introduced himself. ¡°Sam and I are the bodyguards of Mr. Brighthall. We used to meet


    in the past, but I think you can recall who I am now.¡±


    Following that, he felt rather guilty because he used to mock Deirdre a lot because she was both ugly


    and blind. However, the incident yesterday night made him somewhat realize the status of Deirdre to


    Brendan. Hence, it was best for him if Deirdre could not recall.


    In fact, Deirdre couldn¡¯t recall it. After all, many had treated her badly. It was just that she frowned when


    she heard Sawyer talking about Sam.


    ¡°Where¡¯s Sam? Why is he not here? He should be the one whoes here, shouldn¡¯t he? Has


    anything happened to him?¡±


    Sawyer replied, ¡°No, he¡¯s fine. It¡¯s just that when Sam learned that you were locked up in the


    storehouse in the backyard, he disobeyed Mr. Brighthall¡¯s order and took you out. I think this is why Mr.


    Brighthall¡¯s assigned him to another ce. From now onward, I¡¯ll be the one to take care of you, miss.¡±


    Following that, Sawyer couldn¡¯t stop blurting out, ¡°But Sam is really miserable. He¡¯s been assigned to


    the casino, which is chaotic and tiring. For the sake of saving you, I think he¡¯ll be very busy from now


    on¡­¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s face turned pale.


    She had assumed she was lucky. It turned out that it was Sam who had disobeyed Brendan¡¯s order


    and taken her out. As a result, Sam was punished by Brendan, who sent him to a ce where it was


    hard and tiring.


    Her heart trembled. Brendan was indeed very domineering and authoritarian. Whoever disobeyed his


    order would not end well. Perhaps, what he had wanted was for her to die in the storehouse.


    Thinking of that, Deirdre felt the wind outside was colder than usual. It was cruelly blowing in, blowing


    over her skin.


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    She bit her lip as she asked, ¡°Can I call Sam?¡±


    ¡°Err¡­¡± Sawyer was put in a quandary. ¡°I¡¯m sorry, Miss McKinnon. Mr. Brighthall has demanded that we


    must not let you contact anyone alone.¡±


    ¡°A-Alright, I got it.¡± Deirdre closed her eyes and put down the teacup in her hand. ¡°Where is Brendan?¡±


    ¡°Mr. Brighthall is in the house. I think he should be resting in his bedroom.¡±


    When Deirdre heard the reply, she took the familiar route and walked cautiously to the stairs. Following


    that, she went up along the stairs and got to the door to Brendan¡¯s room.


    She didn¡¯t dare to knock on the door because she knew how angry Brendan would be if someone woke


    him up. Hence, she merely sat outside the door while zing over.


    She had no idea how long it took. She felt cold, and her limbs were numb until the door was finally


    opened.


    Brendan was wearing a suit. The moment he saw Deirdre, he stopped, and his eyes narrowed. ¡°What


    are you doing here?¡± he asked.


    Deirdre grabbed the railing to pull herself up. Her face was pale, and her chapped lips trembled. She


    licked them before she said, ¡°Did you send Sam to the casino?¡°


    Brendan frowned. He had not thought that Deirdre would wait for him at the door for the sake of Sam.


    His face instantly turned gloomy, and he said coldly, ¡°What do you mean by I sent Sam to the casino?


    He is originally from the casino, so I didn¡¯t send him back just because of you.¡±


    ¡°Why would you send him back suddenly?¡± Deirdre grabbed the railing tightly while trying to stop her


    eyes from turning red. She took a deep breath and raised her head. ¡°Is it because of me?¡±

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    Chapter 147 Have You Fallen in Love With Him


    Brendan furrowed his eyebrows. ¡°Stop ttering yourself, Deirdre.¡±


    ¡°Am I wrong though? He defied your order when he saved me from the storeroom, so you were pissed


    off and punished him in that manner, right?¡± Deirdre thought about how anyone who helped her would


    end up in a tragic state and smiled bitterly.


    ¡°In your perception, I deserve to die, right?¡±


    ¡°Deirdre!¡± Brendan said in a stern voice, his dark eyes tainted with coldness. ¡°Your survival is none of


    my business, nor is Sam being sent to the casino. He¡¯s only sent back to where he¡¯s supposed to be!¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s eyes reddened with tears. ¡°Let hime back. I shall acknowledge my mistake to you,


    Brendan.¡±


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    She was most afraid of someone else suffering hardships because of her.


    If you feel it¡¯s infuriating that I was saved, I will go to the storeroom, and you can keep me there for ten


    days to two weeks!¡±


    Brendan took a step forward and clutched Deirdre¡¯s lower jaw so hard that she took a step back from


    the pain. She pushed herself against the banister as she looked at Brendan¡¯s dark, raging eyes.


    The main reason Brendan had sent Sam away was no more than Sam having feelings for Deirdre.


    Brendan would not allow himself to keep a man with feelings for Deirdre near her.


    Yet, he did not expect Deirdre to approach him and plead for Sam helplessly. In fact, she would even


    return to the storeroom, which almost killed her.


    ¡°When have you grown so close to him? You don¡¯t even mind getting yourself killed just because of


    him! Do you know what being kept in the storeroom for ten days to two weeks means for you? You


    won¡¯t even be able to survive a day there in your current state!¡±


    Deirdre was shaking in pain and answered in a hoarse voice, ¡°I understand.¡±


    ¡°If you understand, why do you still¡­¡± All of a sudden, Brendan¡¯s voice halted to a stop, leaving only


    coldness emanating from his eyes. His eyes were locked on Deirdre¡¯s face without looking away for a


    moment. ¡°You¡¯re risking your life so much. Could it be that you¡¯ve fallen in love with Sam?¡±


    Brendan felt as if his heart was wrenched ferociously as soon as he made the remark. Other than him,


    Deirdre was incredulous too.


    ¡°Love?


    She was caught in a daze. ¡®It takes too much to love someone. I can no longer love again, and I don¡¯t


    dare to love pnymore¡­


    The more Brendan thought about it, the more furious he was ¡°Deirdre, you put your feelings for Sterling


    entirely out of your mind just because he¡¯s not in this city anymore. You¡¯ve shifted your attention to


    loving another person Why is your love so cheap!?¡±


    Just like how she was in love with him, yet she turned into a different person who loathed him so much


    in just two years


    ¡°I don¡¯t¡± Deirdre breathed heavily, her fists clenched tightly, and she muttered to herself, ¡°Brendan, I


    just don¡¯t want to owe it to anybody.¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t want to owe it to anybody? The excuse was simply ludicrous in Brendan¡¯s perception.


    ¡°How do you still find the nerve to say that you don¡¯t want to owe it to anybody? You owe Charlene so


    much that it¡¯s immeasurable!¡±


    Upon saying that, the phone in Brendan¡¯s pocket rang. After taking the call, he heard Charlene¡¯s


    servant say, ¡°Pleasee over quickly, Mr. Brightbhall Miss McKinney shut herself in the room and


    refused toe out since yesterday evening. It¡¯s past noon now, and she hasn¡¯t even consumed a


    drop of water. If this were to continue¡­¡±


    Brendan grew anxious. He hung up the call and was about to head downstairs when Deirdre grabbed


    Brendan¡¯s arm. ¡°Brendan, please let Same back. I¡¯m begging you. I¡¯ll do anything that you want


    me to do!¡±


    ¡®She is constantly begging for Sam toe back. After Sterling¡¯s departure, now there¡¯s Sam that she


    would die just to be with him.¡±


    Brendan felt infuriated for no apparent reason. He flung Deirdre¡¯s hands and said, ¡°Who do you think


    you are to beg me? With everything you did, it¡¯s already considered merciful for me not to let you die a


    thousand times!¡±

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    Chapter 148 In the Room All by Themselves.


    Deirdre¡¯s eyes were bloodshot, and she bit her lower lip tightly. ¡°I didn¡¯t¡­¡±


    ¡°Charlene shuts herself in the room and refuses to eat now because of you, and you¡¯re still stubbornly


    denying it?¡± Brendan wasughing from anger, his eyes bursting with coldness. ¡°I thought you were


    begging for Sam toe back? Sure, if you can make Charlene forgive you, I¡¯ll let bygones be


    bygones!¡±


    ¡®Make Charlene forgive me?¡±


    Deirdre felt her heart wrench in pain violently. He wanted her to beg the woman who killed Bliss for


    forgiveness? More importantly, Charlene would never let her off easily after seizing the opportunity with


    great effort.


    Brendan sneered. ¡°How is it? Do you still want your Sam back?¡±


    He used the words ¡®your Sam¡¯ to mock her.


    Deirdre swallowed the bitterness in her throat, but her heavily damaged heart was still hurting. She


    could not care anymore. Would she still be afraid of being tormented when she had almost lost her life?


    ¡°Sure, I¡¯ll seek Charlene¡¯s forgiveness if you can keep your word.¡±


    Brendan¡¯s dark eyes burst with coldness as he walked downstairs with strides. Right before he left, he


    said to Sawyer at the door, ¡°Send her to Charlene¡¯s vi at five in the evening. You¡¯re not allowed to


    take her home if Charlene doesn¡¯t forgive her.¡±


    It was Sawyer¡¯s first time seeing Brendan lose his temper in that way. Brendan had always been a


    reserved person. Even if he was angry, he would keep quiet, and that made Sawyer find Deirdre event


    more astonishing.


    He wondered who Deirdre was to Brendan, as not even Charlene could affect Brendan in this manner.


    He ordered Sawyer to send Deirdre at five, but it was only ten minutes apart from his departure time.


    Sawyer helped Deirdre get into the car and took a seat in the driver¡¯s seat. He could not refrain from


    saying, ¡°What was Mr. Brighthall thinking when he insisted on me sending you over, Miss McKinnon?


    Wasn¡¯t he heading there as well? Wouldn¡¯t it be more convenient for you to tag along with him?¡±


    Deirdre was caught in a daze, yet she heard Sawyer¡¯s remark absentmindedly. She chuckled in a self-


    mocking manner. ¡®It is because he refuses to sit with me in the car, not even for just a short ten-minute


    car ride, of course.¡±


    The car¡¯s engine was started. Sawyer was not Sam, so he was not very good at choosing his words.


    Soon, he could not stand the boredom and began to strike up a conversation by saying, ¡°Miss


    McKinnon, I heard most of the conversation between Mr. Brighthall and you on the second floor earlier.


    You were bad at pleasing him because you constantly talked back to him. It would be unusual for Mr.


    Brighthall not to be pissed off. You¡¯re Mr. Brighthall¡¯s woman anyhow, so you should behave yourself


    appropriately, and that¡¯s not going to be bad for you, right?¡±


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    ¡®Behave myself?


    Deirdre lowered her gaze and batted her eyshes. ¡®Am I not behaving myself enough yet? I¡¯m a


    competent zombie who suppresses all negative emotions and never speaks out of turn. Yet, will


    anyone let me off after doing all that?


    ¡®Brendan refuses to let me off, and Charlene is even more unwilling.¡±


    She pressed her face against the icy cold window and said calmly, ¡°I¡¯m not Mr. Brighthall¡¯s woman. It¡¯s


    Charlene.¡±


    She had to set Sawyer¡¯s remark straight. Otherwise, Brendan would think that she was brainwashing


    the bodyguard to indulge in wishful thinking.


    Sawyer said in astonishment, ¡°You¡¯re not? What is your rtionship with Mr. Brighthall, then?¡±


    Deirdre did not manage to answer before the car was stopped. She asked, ¡°Have we arrived?¡±


    ¡°Yes, we¡¯re here. Mr. Brighthall¡¯s car is parked in the yard, so I believe that he has already headed into


    the house.¡±


    Deirdre opened the door and got out of the car, and Sawyer led Deirdre to the door. As soon as the


    doorbell was rung, a servant came, and her gaze changed ever so slightly at the sight of Deirdre.


    ¡°Who are you?¡±


    Sawyer took it upon himself to say, ¡°This is Miss McKinnon, and she wishes to meet Miss McKinney.¡±


    The servant said shyly, ¡°I¡¯m sorry. Miss McKinney and Mr. Brighthall are in the room by themselves.


    Moreover, Miss McKinney especially gave orders for us servants not to disturb them.¡±

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    Chapter 149 Wait Here


    Deirdre was stunned for a moment. She could obviously tell from the servant¡¯s tone what it meant by


    Brendan and Charlene being in the room by themselves.


    Deirdre felt unusually disgusted by the thought of Brendan raping her when he was already sleeping


    with Charlene. She suppressed the acid reflux in her stomach with great effort and said, ¡°When will


    Brendan leave the room?¡±


    The servant smiled and said, ¡°I¡¯m not too sure about that. Perhaps Mr. Brighthall will be down in an


    hour


    or two.¡±


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    Sawyer felt slightly uneasy because the servant¡¯s remark was too strange. He immediately said,


    ¡°Please let Miss McKinnon and I enter the house first. Miss McKinnon caught a cold yesterday, and her


    body is weak, so she can¡¯t stand waiting in the cold wind. We¡¯ll wait in the living room.¡±


    The servant¡¯s gaze changed for a moment before she forced a smile. ¡°I¡¯m sorry, but I don¡¯t have the


    right to invite a visitor into the living room without Miss McKinney¡¯s order. If it¡¯s fine with you, please just


    wait at the door. It¡¯s possible that Mr. Brighthall will be down in a short while.¡±


    ¡°How can you not have the right to do this? We¡¯re talking about Miss McKinnon here!¡±


    The servant answered, ¡°I¡¯m sorry.¡±


    Sawyer still wanted to say something, but Deirdre stretched out her arm to stop him. She had already


    figured it out. It would be meaningless for them to make a fuss and infuriate Charlene because the


    result would be even worse if she was infuriated.


    ¡°It¡¯s fine. I¡¯ll wait here.¡±


    Sawyer spoke in a gruff tone without realizing that he was making things difficult for the servant. He


    said, ¡± What do you mean by you¡¯re fine to wait here? Miss McKinnon, you¡¯ve only just regained


    consciousness, and you¡¯ve yet to recover fully. Just go to the car and wait there. You can go into the


    house after Mr. Brighthall is down.¡±


    Deirdre cracked a smile. She knew that she did not have a choice, so she asked the servant, ¡°Will I be


    able to see Miss McKinney if I wait here for Mr. Brighthall toe downstairs?¡±


    The servant said, ¡°Wait here, and I¡¯ll notify them.¡±


    ¡°Sure.¡± Deirdre inhaled a deep breath and stood straight by the door.


    It was fortunate that it was dusk and the sun was about to set. It was not too hot, but a piercing cold


    gust of wind came with the night and blew into Deirdre¡¯s body through her pants.


    She had just recovered from a serious illness, so her face began to turn ghastly pale after standing in


    the cold for five minutes.


    Sawyer could not refrain from saying, ¡°Why don¡¯t we give Mr. Brighthall a call, Miss McKinnon?¡±


    Deirdre shook her head. ¡®If I were to call him, would he pick up the call?¡±


    In the bedroom on the second floor¡­.


    Charlene stood by the window, watching the woman standing straight by the door. Her beautiful eyes


    glistened with contempt. Brendan got out of the bathroom holding a towel, his shirt drenched in water.


    Charlene had sshed water on his body when she drank some water earlier.


    Charlene drew half the curtain to hide Deirdre¡¯s body. She approached Brendan with guilt and said


    apologetically, ¡°Are you alright, Brendan? I didn¡¯t mean to do that on purpose. I haven¡¯t eaten for such


    a


    long time, so I don¡¯t have any strength in my hands. I didn¡¯t expect that I¡¯d spill water on you.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s fine.¡± Brendan was unbothered. ¡°I¡¯ll just dry myself with a hair dryer.¡±


    ¡°Remove your jacket then. I¡¯ll help you.¡±


    Brendan removed his jacket while Charlene brought over her hair dryer. She could not refrain from


    staring. at Brendan¡¯s strong, muscr body. The thin shirt could not conceal his toned, powerful body.


    It¡¯s truly at waste that such a fine body only belongs to Deirdre alone.¡±


    At the thought of this, she put down everything in her hands and ran her long, slim arms around his


    waist when the man was still fixated on fixing his watch. She pushed half her body close to his and said


    gently,¡±


    Brendan.¡±


    The man¡¯s body stiffened involuntarily, and he could not budge anymore. Charlene said, ¡°I was


    thinking. about this constantlyst night. Is Miss McKinnon hurting me so fearlessly because she is


    emboldened by her sexual rtionship with you?¡±

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    Chapter 150 Do Nothing While I Watch Deirdre Sleep With You


    ¡°She is your wife and has no fear of being harmed in any way¡­ What is so different about her and me?


    Is it only because she is your first woman?¡±


    Brendan furrowed his eyebrows ever so slightly, yet he could not answer her question.


    He knew that everything felt very natural when he was with Deirdre while he resisted Charlene¡¯s


    physical interaction with him.


    Perhaps it was because he still could not ept having intimate interaction with Charlene as a married


    man.


    ¡°Don¡¯t overthink this.¡± In the end, Brendan gave this answer while attempting to move her hand away.


    Charlene¡¯s eyes were reddened with tears, and she hugged him tightly to stop him from moving. ¡°I can¡¯t


    stop myself from overthinking. Brendan, why can¡¯t you ept me if you can ept Deirdre? We have


    been together for such a long time, yet we have never engaged in lovers¡¯ intimacy. Could it be that you


    want me to do nothing while I watch Deirdre sleep with you?¡±


    She wept profusely. Brendan¡¯s body was stiff as he watched Charlene circling over to his front and


    biting. her lower lip tightly. ¡°Brendan, I¡¯m not asking for much today. Even if we have to take it step by


    step slowly, just let me kiss you, alright?¡±


    She sobbed while she finished her sentence. Charlene¡¯s eyes glistened with a tinge of overwhelming


    emotions. She had never made peace with the fact that she lost to a hideous wench like Deirdre.


    ¡®Brendan resists me because he is obsessed with Deirdre and has never had anyone better than


    Deirdre.


    ¡®He will surely know how bad Deirdre is after touching me. Moreover, he won¡¯t be able to keep his


    hands. off me once he has gotten a taste of me.¡±


    Brendan suppressed his dark gaze as he was having an intense struggle deep within himself. He could


    not bring himself to reject Charlene.


    Charlene was his savior, and he had made a promise in the past that he would never let her shed a


    tear. Her life was in such a mess because of Deirdre and him.


    ¡°I¡­¡± He could only utter a word before his voice halted to a stop.


    Charlene hid her smile and stood on her tiptoe to move her lips closer to his. Just as her lips were a


    few. millimeters away from Brendan¡¯s, the phone in Brendan¡¯s pocket buzzed.


    He turned his head to the side, and Charlene¡¯s kissnded on his chin.


    ¡°Hold on. I have an iing call.¡± Brendan felt as if a weight had been lifted off his chest.


    Charlene bit her lower lip tightly, her eyes filled with hatred because the call came at such a bad time.


    Brendan made his way to the side to pick up the call. In the next moment, his wlessly gorgeous face


    was filled with coldness. ¡°Alright, noted. Keep everything under control first, and I¡¯ll be there at once.¡±


    ¡°Brendan.¡±


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    It was her first time seeing Brendan being so anxious, so she hastily said, ¡°What happened?¡±


    ¡°One of our subsidiarypanies is facing some emergency issues. It¡¯s fine, but I will have to go over


    to check on the situation. You must eat and mustn¡¯t make me worry. I¡¯lle and check on you


    afterward.¡±


    ¡°Alright.¡±


    Brendan got downstairs in haste and found the woman¡¯s silhouette in the yard after getting outside. Her


    weak body was wavering in the wind, and her supple lips were ghastly pale as if she was about to


    copse at any moment.


    He pulled a long face and asked the servant, ¡°When did theye? Why are they still standing


    outside?¡±


    The servant was momentarily stunned and said in a vague tone, ¡°They arrived not long ago. They were


    worried that they would disturb you and Miss McKinney, so they wanted to wait at the door.¡±


    ¡®Worried that Charlene and I would be disturbed? When did Deirdre be so sensible?¡¯


    Brendan clenched his fists tightly.


    ¡®Is she not concerned that something might happen when both of us are in a room together by


    ourselves?¡¯ Feeling slightly resentful, Brendan swiftly made his way to the yard and refused to nce


    at Deirdre after he was outside. He said to Sawyer with a stern expression, ¡°Let her stay here. You and


    I will be going to the casino first.¡±

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    Chapter 151 Did Nothing to Deserve the Favor


    It was apparent that it was a critical situation judging by Brendan¡¯s sternness. Sawyer did not have the


    courage to procrastinate, so he hastily asked, ¡°What happened, Mr. Brighthall?¡±


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    ¡°Someone stirred up trouble and got several people injured. Sam was one of them, and his condition is


    quite critical.¡±


    Brendan described Sam¡¯s condition as quite critical, so the critical level would surely be unusually bad


    in reality. Sawyer hastily opened the car door for Brendan. Thetter was about to get into the car when


    Deirdre suddenly grabbed his arm.


    ¡°Brendan, who did you say is injured? Is Sam injured? How bad is his injury?¡±


    There was no telling if her face was pale from the cold or scared out of her wits from overhearing the


    conversation.


    Brendan¡¯s face was filled with evil emotions. He clutched her hand and pulled it away by force. ¡°This is


    not an issue that you should concern yourself with. The pressing matter for you now is to figure out a


    way to make Charlene forgive you.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s heart was racing. ¡°I will, but Sam¡¯s safety is very important too. Just tell me his condition first


    so I can set my mind at ease.¡±


    ¡°You care about him so much, huh?¡± Brendan sneered. ¡°I think you¡¯d be pping and cheering in


    delight if I were in Sam¡¯s shoes instead, huh?¡±


    Deirdre lowered her eyes but did not answer his question. Her action was regarded as silent


    acknowledgment in Brendan¡¯s perception, and he felt his heart wrench in pain. He flung away Deirdre¡¯s


    hand in disgust. ¡°He¡¯s not going to die! However, his condition might be different if you can¡¯tplete.


    the mission that is assigned to you.¡±


    He got into the car coldly after making his threat.


    Sawyer was stunned by Brendan¡¯s mockery but still started the car¡¯s engine.


    Deirdre stood at the door by herself, her head filled with Brendan¡¯s threatening remark.


    ¡®Sam is Brendan¡¯s subordinate and also his bodyguard, yet he seems like he would sacrifice Sam


    because of Charlene at this point.


    ¡®Is he going to spare no effort in sacrificing everyone who displeases Charlene?¡±


    She inhaled a deep breath, turned around to face the door, and asked the servant, ¡°Is Miss McKinney


    willing to see me now?¡±


    The servant sized up Deirdre with her gaze. Sawyer had left, so it was unnecessary for her to hide the


    contempt in her eyes anymore. ¡°So, it turns out this is how Mr. Brighthall treats you, huh? I was under


    the assumption that you¡¯re some exquisite beauty when I found out that Mr. Brighthall is keeping you in


    the vi. You¡¯re hideous, and I don¡¯t know how you find the nerve to show yourself.¡±


    Her mockery of Deirdre came as blunt as it could.


    Deirdre did not even blink once, but she asked, ¡°Will Miss McKinney see me now?¡±


    The servant said irnpatiently, ¡°Wait there, and I¡¯ll ask.¡±


    The servant did not return even after half an hour.


    Deirdre stood by the door all alone and could not tell if the sky was dark. She could only feel the wind


    growing stronger and the temperature dropping lower until her nose turned numb from the cold.


    Meanwhile, the servant came after a long time. She said while yawning, ¡°You¡¯re still here? I was under


    the assumption that you had left, so I went to take a nap in the room.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s fingers were stiff from the cold. She exhaled a warm breath and listened to the servant¡¯s rude,


    intentionally provocative remark. She understood the servant¡¯s attitude but had already lost her temper.


    She said, ¡°It¡¯s fine.¡±


    The servant opened the door. ¡°You may enter now if that¡¯s the case. Miss McKinney is growing eager


    from the wait as well.¡±


    Upon saying that, the servant left.


    Deirdre¡¯s eyes were blind, and she could not tell where the living room was. She was not counting on


    the servant to help her but listened to the direction of the servant¡¯s footsteps with great effort and


    followed closely after the servant.


    When she stepped into the living room, someone intentionally stretched out a leg to trip Deirdre. She


    toppled to the ground heavily, but fortunately, the carpet softened the fall. In addition, her body was stiff


    and numb from the cold, so the fall was not particrly painful, only that she fell in a humiliating


    posture. Deirdre heard Charlene¡¯sughtering from above. ¡°I did nothing to deserve the favor,


    Miss McKinney. I can¡¯t ept you getting on your knees as soon as youe into the house.¡±

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    Chapter 152 Cook Something for Miss McKinnon


    Deirdre could not see Charlene but could hear Charlene¡¯s arrogance and also pride in her tone.


    ¡®It seems that Charlene has been waiting for me toe for a long time.¡±


    Deirdre inhaled a deep breath. Her self-respect refused to let her enemy defeat her.


    Yet at the thought of Sam¡­


    She smiled in defeat. ¡®Who am I to deserve self-respect¡­¡±


    ¡°Miss McKinney, I¡¯m here to seek your forgiveness.¡± Deirdre raised her head, her gaze empty. ¡°A


    person of great moral stature does not remember the offensesmitted by one of low moral stature¡­


    Please don¡¯t be offended by a person of low moral stature like me.¡±


    Charlene smiled. ¡°You¡¯re too courteous, Miss McKinnon. Why would I make things difficult for you when


    we¡¯re both women? It¡¯s only that I¡¯m in a bad mood because of that incident.¡±


    She insinuated, ¡°How about this, Miss McKinnon? You help me with something, and I won¡¯t make a


    fuss. with you if I¡¯m pleased with the result. How about that?¡±


    Deirdre was surprised by how gentle Charlene was. ¡®Can Charlene actually be so kind?¡±


    The next moment, she was disappointed immediately.


    ¡°Take Miss McKinnon to the backyard and have her hand wash my clothes.¡±


    ¡°Wash clothes by hand in the midst of winter and also in the open-air backyard?


    ¡°Do you have any objections, Miss McKinnon?¡±


    Deirdre clenched her teeth tightly. How could she not know that Charlene was tormenting her on


    purpose?


    It was Brendan¡¯s goal as well.


    ¡®It was to torment me.¡¯


    Deirdre shook her head. ¡°Alright, I¡¯ll do it.¡±


    Charlene was escorted to her meal time while a servant led Deirdre to the backyard and stuffed


    numerous clothes in her arms.


    ¡°Be dextrous! Hand wash these clothes, but if you have the audacity to do anything crafty, I¡¯ll tell Miss


    McKinney!¡±


    Deirdre fixed her attention on washing theundry. The water in the winter was icy cold, and half of her


    arms turned numb as soon as she dipped her arms into the water.


    She braced herself to agitate theundry, but her hands were numb from the cold wind. The servant sat


    by the side with her legs crossed and felt furious that she had to stay outdoors in the midst of winter


    because of this woman.


    ¡°I told you to be dextrous. Are you deaf?¡± The servant got up and threw a kick at Deirdre.


    Deirdre stabilized her body with great effort and raised her head to look at the servant coldly. Even


    though her eyes were empty yet out of focus, her expression was tainted with a tinge of ferocity. The


    servant felt fearful for no apparent reason upon meeting Deirdre¡¯s eyes. ¡°What¡­ What are you doing?


    How dare you re at me when it¡¯s your fault for not being dextrous enough? Who do you think you


    are!¡± The servant was furious. Deirdre wiped away the water on her face, got up, and filled up a bucket


    of water


    again.


    Her arms were unbearably sore from filling water too many times. On the other hand, Deirdre¡¯s hands


    were covered in blood streaks from pulling the rope tied to the bucket. Combined with the cold water¡¯s


    stimtion, Deirdre¡¯s hands were more painful than getting chili in her wounds.


    The servant seized the opportunity to pourundry detergent on Deirdre¡¯s bloody hands and cracked


    an arrogant smile while she scolded, ¡°Hey! Do you even know how to doundry? How are you going


    to get theundry clean without usingundry detergent?¡±


    ¡°Gah!¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s eyes reddened with tears instantly, and she shoved her hands into the cold water with all her


    might, yet the pain still pierced into her palms over and over again like sharp knives.


    ¡®That hurts so much¡­¡±


    Her entire body was trembling violently, with cold sweat streaming down her face. The servant was


    only. pleased by Deirdre¡¯s reaction. After leaving theundry detergent behind, she headed to the


    courtyard to hide from the wind


    Deirdre only recovered from the pain after washing her hands in clean water She gnashed her teeth


    and braced herself to continue doing theundry


    Her hands were already senseless when it all ended


    She carried the cleanundry to the living room and found that Charlene had already begun consuming


    her meal with a few servants attending to her needs. She watched as Deirdre returned with frost-


    ridden, reddened hands and felt pleased in her heart but heaved a sigh


    ¡°Miss McKinney, I was initially nning on sending you home earlier, yet you work too slowly She


    tutted and said, ¡°You¡¯ve only done washing theundry after more than three hours, so there¡¯s no time


    left to dry theundry anymore. What are the servants going to wear tomorrow?¡±


    Deirdre sped her frozen fingers together and kept her head lowered. ¡°I¡¯m sorry¡­¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s useless for you to say sorry to me. We¡¯ll just have to see if my servants ept your apology.¡±


    Standing behind Charlene was the servant who had kept Deirdrepany in the cold wind earlier. She


    had already grown eager toin, so she immediately said, ¡°Miss McKinney, I don¡¯t ept the


    woman¡¯s apology. It¡¯s fine that she was slow in washing theundry, but she didn¡¯t even wash the


    clothes clean.¡±


    She pulled out a piece of clothing from the basin and scolded, ¡°You live up to your reputation of being


    at blind person. You didn¡¯t even see the dirty spots on the clothing, and you didn¡¯t manage to wash it


    cleanly. You washed the clothes in vain, and we¡¯re going to have to wash everything again!¡±


    ¡°That¡¯s impossible!¡± Deirdre ensured that she washed every piece of garment cleanly.


    ¡°How is that impossible?¡± The servant sniggered and said in a mocking tone, ¡°Can¡¯t you see how dirty it


    is? There¡¯s a dirty, dark patch over here. How can anyone wear this?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s fingers were icy cold. She could not see if the clothing was dirty, but the person med her


    for being blind and could not see the dirtiness.


    Charlene beamed widely and cast a satisfied look at the servant. She heaved a sigh. ¡°Miss McKinnon,


    it seems that you didn¡¯t do a very good job. What should we do about that, huh?¡±


    Deirdre inhaled a deep breath. Her hands were senseless from the extreme cold, but her body warmed


    up after returning indoors. Her hands began to hurt violently all of a sudden, and she was sweating


    from the


    pain.


    At the same time, her stomach had already begun to hurt indistinctly.


    Deirdre realized that she had not eaten anything for a whole day.


    She ced her hand on her stomach, and her face turned ghastly pale from the pain, her head growing


    dizzy.


    Charlene said, ¡°Yikes. What¡¯s going on, Miss McKinnon? Why is your face pale when you¡¯ve just


    washed a piece of garment or two? You¡¯re not going to me it on me, right?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s lips were trembling, and she suppressed her shaky voice when she said, ¡°No. My stomach is


    not feeling so well after not eating anything for a long time¡­¡±


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    ¡°So you¡¯re having gastritis, huh?¡± Charlene smiled casually and cast a nce at her servant. ¡°I¡¯m not a


    merciless person. I¡¯m really sorry for making you work for me without eating, Miss McKinnon. Greenlee,


    go to the kitchen and cook something for Miss McKinnon.¡±

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    Chapter 153 Are You Going Back on Your Own Word


    ¡°It¡¯s fine.¡± Deirdre immediately rejected Charlene¡¯s offer. ¡°You will only need to tell me what else I can


    do to seek your forgiveness, Miss McKinney.¡±


    Charlene looked at the servant holding a bowl of stew mixed with horseradish, mustard, and chili and


    smiled in satisfaction.


    ¡°You don¡¯t need to do anything else, but I¡¯ll forgive you if you can finish the bowl of stew in Greenlee¡¯s


    hands.¡±


    A look of astonishment shed past Deirdre¡¯s eyes. ¡°That¡¯s all?¡±


    ¡°Yes, that¡¯s all.¡±


    Deirdre could smell the pungent horseradish smell from a distance. However, she perked up at the


    thought that everything woulde to an end if she could finish the bowl of stew. ¡°Alright, please hand


    it to me.¡±


    She stretched out her arms to receive the bowl, but the servant avoided her hands and ced the bowl


    on the floor.


    Charlene said proudly, ¡°However, there¡¯s no extra seat and cutlery for you at the table, Miss McKinnon.


    You¡¯re going to have to lie on the ground and eat it with your mouth bit by bit! Will that be alright?¡±


    ¡°What?¡±


    Deirdre raised her head abruptly, her face ghastly pale and her eyes overwhelmed with emotions upon


    hearing that.


    ¡®If I were to lie on the ground and eat with my mouth bit by bit, wouldn¡¯t I be eating like a¡­ dog?¡±


    The feeling of humiliation coursed through her entire body instantly. She was so furious that she


    clenched her fists tightly, and her entire body was shaking uncontrobly.


    Charlene chuckled in contempt. ¡°Why? Are you unwilling? Deirdre, don¡¯t forget why you¡¯re here. Even


    though I have no idea how Brendan made youe to me, I¡¯m certain that he must have a hold on


    you. You¡¯ve already washed theundry for more than three hours, and you will only need to lie on the


    floor to have a meal now. Are you going to waste all your previous efforts?¡±


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    ¡°Yes, am I going to waste all my previous efforts? I will only need to lie on the floor to have a meal for


    everything toe to an end. Then, Sam will be able to get out of the dangerous situation¡­.


    ¡®As for my honor, it doesn¡¯t worth anything anymore.


    ¡®Brendan is always humiliating me as well and cursing me for being a disobedient dog, right?¡±


    Deirdre could not suppress the feelings of hurt in her chest. Her empty gaze was filled with sorrow


    when she opened her eyes. ¡°Are you sure that you will let this matter pass if I finish the food?¡±


    ¡°Of course.¡±


    After receiving a confirmed answer, Deirdre suppressed all her thoughts, got on her knees, andy


    prone on the floor. The smell of the stew was nauseating, but she endured the acid reflux and


    swallowed the food bit by bit as if she could not taste anything.


    Charlene felt delighted to witness that.


    This is the consequence that Charlene deserved for almost ruining her life.


    Her eyes were glistening with joy, and she watched the scene closely without missing any detail.


    Deirdre¡¯s mouth could not feel anymore after she finished the stew. She was almost crying from the


    spiciness, but she gnashed her teeth to refrain from the urge to cry. It was because it was already


    embarrassing that she had to eat on her knees like a dog. It would only make the perpetrator event


    prouder.


    ¡°It¡¯s done¡­ Can you call up Brendan and tell him that you¡¯re willing to forgive me now?¡±


    ¡°About that¡­¡± Charlene pretended as if she was troubled but could not hide the smile on her face.


    Blood drained off Deirdre¡¯s face. She red in Charlene¡¯s direction incredulously and said, ¡°What do


    your mean, Charlene? You gave me your word! Are you going back on your word?¡±


    She ran toward Charlene desperately and startled Charlene. It was fortunate that the people around


    Charlene reacted swiftly by restraining Deidre immediately.


    Charlene covered her racing heart and curled her red lips into a reckless smile. ¡°You¡¯re right. I am


    going back on my own word. I enjoyed watching you eating the food like a dog, only not to get anything


    out of it. Why? Is there any objection from you, Deirdre?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s eyes were moving quickly, and the corners of her eyes were moist with tears. She let out an


    agonizing roar while the servants restrained her with their strong arms akin to sharp ws until she


    could


    not move.


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    Chapter 154 The Sins She Has Committed


    ¡°Charlene! You deserve to die!¡±


    Charlene chuckled. The curse was so gentle that she could not be bothered about it. ¡°Deirdre, you¡¯re


    very naive. How will I forgive you so easily when I hate you so much? You¡¯re the person who robbed


    me of my life!¡±


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    Deirdre clenched her teeth tightly. She was the one who had saved Brendan, and Charlene went under


    her name and took her ce by undergoing stic surgery to look like her. Now, Charlene had actually


    used her openly that she robbed Charlene of her life?


    ¡°Tell me, who robbed whose life off?¡± Deirdre spoke through her gritted teeth.


    Charlene¡¯s beautiful eyes darkened abruptly. She took a step forward and red at Deirdre ferociously.


    ¡± Shut up! If I say that you robbed me of my life, that is the truth, then! If you have the courage to


    dere otherwise in Brendan¡¯s presence, I will assure you that you won¡¯t end up well!¡±


    Charlene grew tired when she had her fill ofcency. She yawned gracefully and said, ¡°However,


    since Brendan has already sent you here to preserve my reputation, I will forgive you. Still, that is under


    the condition that you stand in the yard outside for one night. If you can do it until tomorrow, I¡¯ll tell


    Brendan that I¡¯m letting bygones be bygones.¡±


    Deirdre clenched her fists tightly. ¡°Do you think I¡¯ll trust you again?¡±


    Charlene sneered. ¡°You don¡¯t have the right to choose.¡±


    Upon saying that, Charlene left with a gentle stance. She left Deirdre with the servants restraining her


    in the living room. Deirdre¡¯s eyes were bloodshot.


    However, Charlene was right about her not having the right to choose. She was a stranger in this


    unfamiliar location. Even if she were to turn around and leave, she would not be able to make it home,


    but she would still stand a chance at staying alive if she were to stay.


    The servants did not procrastinate either. They left Deirdre in the yard.


    The moment Deirdre went outdoors, the cold air immediately attacked her while the coldness bore into


    her body endlessly. Deidre could not refrain from shivering in the cold.


    The servants could not withstand the cold and turned around to leave. Deirdre wrapped the clothing on


    her body around her tightly. She felt that she was fortunate that her senseless hands did not hurt


    anymore. in the cold.


    She shut her eyes tightly, but her breathing grew heavier. Her head was throbbing in pain, and her


    mind was filled with a chaotic mess of thoughts. Deirdre thought that she might not be able to live until


    the next morning.


    She figured that her death would be good news to everyone. She felt way too much sorrow when she


    thought about how Charlene and Brendan wanted her to die as soon as possible. The only person who


    cared about her had been forced to move away.


    She wondered if she was in a disheveled state and whether it would be inappropriate for her to meet


    Bliss and her child in such a state.


    The dizziness flooded her in waves, and she fought against it with gnashed teeth.


    A servant could not bear to watch anymore when she noticed that Deirdre was almost copsing. She


    noticed Charlene, but thetter could not be bothered.


    Charlene said, ¡°She can¡¯t withstand the cold out there after such a short while?¡±


    The servant forced a smile. ¡°The temperature has dropped drastically because it¡¯s almost winter.¡±


    Charlene did not pay attention to the servant¡¯s remark. ¡°She won¡¯t die because of the sins she has


    committed.¡±


    As she was speaking, the sound of a car driving in echoed suddenly. Charlene was momentarily


    stunned. before tearing off her facial mask abruptly. ¡°Whose car is that?¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s sote. Other than Mr. Brighthall-¡±


    Before the servant could finish her sentence, Charlene shoved her away and ran downstairs right


    away. The moment Brendan got out of the car, his gaze subconsciouslynded on the figure standing


    by the door. It looked as if the emaciated figure would vanish in the cold wind with just a slight blow.


    He walked closer and saw Deirdre¡¯s face turned green in the cold, her soft lips losing their color. Her


    lips. were cracked and bleeding, and her entire body was trembling violently.


    She wrapped her clothes tightly around her body with all her might but was on the verge of copsing.


    Her pale, numb face made her look no different than a corpse.

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    Chapter 155 Price of Forgiveness


    At that moment, Brendan felt his heart wrench in pain violently for no apparent reason.


    He felt an ineffable anger surge into his head and could not help holding Deirdre¡¯s wrist. ¡°Deirdre? Why


    are you here?¡± he asked in rage.


    Deirdre opened her eyelids ever so slightly and jerked back from unconsciousness to reality by the pain


    in her wrist. She listened to Brendan¡¯s query and found his remark taunting. Her lips moved when she


    said, Where else can I be if not here? Didn¡¯t you make mee here?¡±


    The woman¡¯s wrist felt ice cold, and the coldness seeped into Brendan¡¯s palm like an invisible hand.


    His face turned green with anger.


    ¡°Yes, it was me who made Deirdree here. Yet, I assumed that Charlene would not make things


    difficult for Deirdre because she is such a kind woman, Still, she actually punished Deirdre to stand in


    the cold yard when the temperature is dropping from the impending winter?¡±


    Brendan felt his chest hurting and darted a look at the bloody, mushyceration wounds on Deirdre¡¯s


    palms. His breathing pattern changed, and he suppressed his brutality when he inquired, ¡°What¡¯s going


    on. with your hands then?¡±


    Deirdre shut her eyes and pulled back her hand. She did not wish to pay attention to him because she


    was already exhausted enough by just trying to regain her consciousness.


    ¡°Speak! Deirdre!¡±


    Brendan grew angrier as he looked at her deathly state. He wrapped his arms around her shoulders


    and felt boundless cold on every part of her that he touched.


    ¡°This isn¡¯t right.¡± His wless, gorgeous face was tainted with a tinge of panic. He remembered the


    doctor had told him not to let her catch a cold anymore. He held her hand and inteced his fingers


    with hers. ¡°Follow me inside.¡±


    ¡°Let go of me.¡± He did not expect that Deidre would pull back her hand and stand in the same spot.


    stubbornly. Her entire body was trembling from the cold, and her eyes were tightly shut. ¡°Go inside by


    yourself if you want to.¡±


    Brendan¡¯s face was green with anger. ¡°What are you trying to do? Are you trying to win my pity by


    tormenting yourself? Or are you trying to die because you¡¯re done with living?¡±


    Deirdre sneered. She remained indifferent while he flew into a rage. ¡°I¡¯m only doing what you asked of


    me. I thought you wanted me to seek Charlene¡¯s forgiveness? This is the price¡­of Charlene¡¯s


    forgiveness


    Her teeth were chattering with every word she uttered. In the end, she had to inhale a deep breath just


    so she could utter a word.


    Brendan¡¯s eyes were bloodshot. He loathed Deirdre¡¯s stubbornness and recklessness in not caring


    about. her survival. However, he still removed his jacket and covered Deirdre¡¯s head with it.


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    The man¡¯s jacket carried warmth and a familiar scent. Deirdre was stunned for a moment. She felt a


    pain in her numb heart that came in dense, dull waves.


    ¡®What is Brendan doing? Is he feeling sorry for me? Or is he afraid he can¡¯t continue torturing me after


    I¡¯m dead?¡±


    She could not stop her teeth from chattering. Brendan appeared to be providing her with a tinge of


    warmth, but his act was actually cruel and brought her even more agony.


    ¡®How can he be so carefree that he can punish me first, then reward her?¡¯


    Deirdre gnashed her teeth, exerted strength to raise her arm, and pulled away Brendan¡¯s jacket. She


    was in so much pain that she could no longer open her eyes. ¡°I don¡¯t need this¡­ Brendan, I don¡¯t need


    your pity.¡±


    Her stubbornness infuriated Brendan even more, and he was about to speak.


    ¡°Brendan!¡±


    Charlene headed downstairs in her pajamas hastily, her expression filled with panic. She saw


    Brendan¡¯s concern and worry that he could not conceal when he was standing next to Deirdre. She bit


    her lower lip and acted astonished. ¡°Miss McKinnon? Why are you standing in the yard? I thought I told


    you to rest in the living room?¡±


    Deirdre found it amusing that Charlene always adopted the tactic of feigning innocence and pulling a


    sad face.


    She did not utter a word. On the contrary, the servant hastily stepped forward and said, ¡°Miss


    McKinnon volunteered to stand outside. She imed she felt very sorry for hurting Miss McKinney and


    wanted to punish herself by standing outside.¡±

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    She was under the assumption that her well-coordinated lie would be wless. Brendan¡¯s expression


    turned cold, and his dark eyes were rippling with evilness as he stared closely at the speaking servant.


    ¡°So, you let her punish herself by standing outside just because she said so? You feel no sympathy at


    all. If she were to tell you that she wanted tomit suicide, would you give her a knife too?¡±


    The servant¡¯s face turned ghastly pale in an instant. She hastily defended herself by saying, ¡°No¡­ I


    wouldn¡¯t¡­ Mr. Brighthall, we¡¯ve already advised Miss McKinnon against doing it, but Miss McKinnon


    insisted on¡­¡±


    Blood drained from Charlene¡¯s face simrly. She did not expect that Brendan would be so concerned


    about Deirdre that he would lecture her servants.


    ¡°Brendan, it¡¯s my fault. I was too tired, so I went upstairs to rest after chatting with Miss McKinnon for a


    while, and that is why I didn¡¯t notice that she punished herself by standing outside at once.¡± Charlene


    expressed her grievance, yet her face was already stiff from the piercing cold wind. She could only curl


    her lips as she said, ¡°It¡¯s too cold outside. Miss McKinnon¡¯s body can¡¯t withstand the cold. Why don¡¯t


    we go inside and talkter?¡±


    Deirdre refused to walk. She looked in Charlene¡¯s direction and cracked a smile. ¡°Will you still forgive


    me if I go inside?¡±


    Charlene¡¯s hands that were pulled back into her sleeves clenched tightly, but she forced a chuckle on


    the surface. ¡°What are you talking about, Miss McKinnon? Haven¡¯t I already forgiven you?¡±


    ¡°That¡¯s right.¡± The servant chimed in. ¡°How can you forget about that, Miss McKinnon? Miss McKinney


    has never med you from the start.¡±


    ¡®Never med me from the start?¡¯


    Deirdre felt that there was nothing else more amusing in this world than this. Before she couldugh.


    about it, a dizzy spell hit her like a storm. Her body rxed, her mind went nk, and she copsed.


    ¡°Miss McKinnon!¡± Charlene feigned her shock.


    In an instant, Brendan¡¯s sturdy grip caught Deirdre¡¯s copsing body. She weighed nothing much and


    felt. light in his arms. He felt a feeling of difort beyond his expectation while he looked at Deirdre¡¯s


    face, which had turned green from the cold.


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    He felt as if he could not breathe-he felt suffocated.


    He shielded Deirdre from the wind, opened the car door, and ced Deirdre in the backseat.


    Charlene was freezing but endured it and stepped forward to exin herself, ¡°Brendan, why aren¡¯t you


    speaking to me? Are you mad at me? I swear that I never ordered Miss McKinnon to stand outside as


    punishment. Even though Miss McKinnon has vilified and framed me and almost caused my death, I¡¯ve


    never med her, so how can I possibly do something so malicious?¡±


    Brendan shut the door so that no trace of coldness could seep into the car. Soon afterward, he


    suppressed his agitation and looked at Charlene once again. ¡°How about the injuries on her hands?


    How did she get them?¡±


    Those badly mutted wounds with unknown causes and the wrinkled-looking flesh both inside and


    outside the wounds were bloody.


    ¡°Uh¡­¡± Charlene bit her lower lip tightly and looked at the servant next to her.


    The servant immediately said, ¡°Miss McKinnon tried to atone for her crime by getting water from the


    well in the backyard to doundry. As for the severity of the injury on her hands¡­ Perhaps she


    mutted herself when she pulled the rope from the well on purpose. I believe she has always been


    very good at asking for pity to vilify Miss McKinney.¡±


    ¡°Shut up, Greenlee!¡± Charlene scolded Greenlee with reddened eyes. ¡°What do I teach you on usual


    days? How could you speak ill of Miss McKinnon like this!¡±


    Soon afterward, she admitted to Brendan by saying, ¡°Brendan, it¡¯s my fault. I never put in the effort to


    find out about these things. Miss McKinnon has been working on chores since she got here in her


    glorified mission to atone for her crime. I told her that it was fine, but she refused to ept it¡­ If only I


    could be by Miss McKinnon¡¯s side at all times¡­¡±

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    Charlene smiled bitterly while the servant cried. ¡°Miss McKinney, your body is so weak, and you


    haven¡¯t taken a bite of food for the whole night. How can you possibly be by Miss McKinnon¡¯s side at all


    times?


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    ¡°Mr. Brighthall, this matter ispletely unrted to Miss McKinney. If you wish to put the me on


    someone for not stopping Miss McKinnon, me me!¡±


    Both of them chimed in with each other in perfect harmony and put on a perfect act.


    Brendan relented in the end and suppressed his anger. However, he sounded extremely rigid when he


    said, ¡°It¡¯s too cold. You should go back into the house first, Charlene. I¡¯ll drop by tomorrow to see you.¡±


    ¡°Alright¡­¡±


    Brendan still felt like his head was splitting when he got into the car. His mind was a chaotic mess after


    standing in the cold wind for a few short minutes.


    He could not withstand the cold, so he could not imagine how a woman who had just recovered from a


    severe illness like Deirdre could stand in the cold for so long.


    ¡®Did she torment herself to such a tragic state just to vilify Charlene? For what?


    ¡®If I were toe a littleter, it¡¯s possible that Deirdre would be dead¡­¡¯


    At the thought of Deirdre dying, Brendan felt a knot in the pit of his stomach, and his chest was sore


    and hurt as if something had exploded in him.


    Soon afterward, he was infuriated. ¡®Deirdre, why don¡¯t you care a little bit more about your life? Why


    aren¡¯t you afraid of dying just because of Sam?¡±


    Given Deirdre¡¯s condition, Brendan figured he would have to send her to the hospital first.


    The doctor at the hospital treated her through the night, yet she still had a high fever for two days


    before she recovered.


    It was already the third day when Deirdre woke up. The moment she opened her eyes, her throat was


    so parched that it hurt, yet she did not react much to it.


    It was amon thing for her to be admitted to the hospital for illness frequently.


    The door suddenly opened just as she was about to get up to get water. The person sounded agitated


    and walked at a rushed pace. ¡°Miss McKinnon? When did you wake up? Are you okay?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s lips trembled when she heard the voice. She said with a dry, hoarse voice, ¡°Sam, is that


    you?¡±


    Sam scratched his head and chuckled. ¡°What¡¯s going on, Miss McKinnon? You can¡¯t even recognize


    me anymore after I¡¯ve been gone for a few days? You can¡¯t even recognize my voice.¡±


    T


    ¡°No¡­¡± Deirdre was surprised because she did not expect that Sam¡¯s voice would be the first voice she


    heard as soon as she regained consciousness.


    She lowered her gaze for a moment and came to realize something. ¡°How is your body? Are you


    alright?¡± Sam rubbed his arm wrapped in a bandage. ¡°I¡¯m fine. I identally took two shes to my


    arm, but I dressed my wounds immediately, so it¡¯s already fine.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m sorry¡­¡±


    Sam was caught by surprise due to the unexpected apology. ¡°Miss McKinnon, why are you apologizing


    to


    me?¡±


    She clutched the nket tightly in her hands and said in a self-mocking tone, ¡°Had you not saved me


    from the storeroom the other day, you wouldn¡¯t have been arranged to work in the casino and your


    wouldn¡¯t have gotten injured. It was my fault that you got injured.¡±


    A look of astonishment shed past Sam¡¯s eyes. He had been assigned to work in the casino because


    he had feelings for his employer¡¯s woman¡­


    ¡°Has Brendan not revealed it to her yet?¡±


    He felt relieved at that moment. At the very least, his rtionship with Deirdre would not grow distant


    for the time being if this were the case.


    ¡°I¡¯ll still be working there if not for you, Miss McKinnon. If that is the case, why haven¡¯t you taken that


    into ount?¡± He chuckled. ¡°Moreover, I wasn¡¯t assigned there because of you but because they were


    experiencing a manpower shortage.¡±


    ¡°Really?¡± Deirdre raised her head in confusion.


    Sam nodded and came to realize that Deirdre could not see. He said ¡®yes¡¯ and soon afterward, he


    became serious. ¡°However, I received some information there by chance. Miss McKinnon, do you still


    remember the homeless man that you wanted me to look into previously?¡±

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    ¡°Yes.¡±


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    ¡°I wanted to inform you the other day that the homeless man is dead.¡±


    Deirdre was incredulous. ¡°He¡¯s dead? How did he die out of nowhere?¡±


    Sam¡¯s eyes turned gloomy. ¡°I¡¯m not too sure, but I heard that he died from food poisoning. However, I


    believe that the matter is certainly not as simple as it seems. I believe that Miss McKinney tried to


    destroy all the evidence in an attempt to hide her tracks after executing her n.¡±


    Upon hearing that, Deirdre shivered despite not feeling cold and felt a shiver down her spine.


    ¡®How can Charlene be so sinister? She took a man¡¯s life!


    ¡®On the other hand, Brendan is ridiculous. How will he feel when he finds out one day that the woman


    he trusts and loves is actually a devil?¡¯


    She bantered herself in her head and said to Sam, ¡°So, does that mean that dead men tell no tales?¡±


    ¡°I thought so too initially.¡± Sam smirked. ¡°For that, I looked into the homeless man and found nothing


    useful other than that he had a homeless friend when he was alive. I didn¡¯t pay much attention to it until


    yesterday when the homeless man¡¯s friend showed up in the casino.¡±


    Deirdre was momentarily stunned but came to realize something soon afterward. Her expression was


    tainted with a tinge of joy. ¡°The homeless man¡¯s friend is a homeless man too. He can¡¯t possibly have


    the money to go to the casino. Something must have happened!¡±


    ¡°That¡¯s right.¡± Sam stared closely at the woman¡¯s face. Her face was savagely hideous without any


    sense of beauty, yet he could feel his heart racing when he saw the joy on her face.


    He stopped himself from behaving strangely and said, ¡°Hence, I think that it¡¯s highly possible for the


    man to be the profiteer. He used the homeless man¡¯s mental illness and made him kill Bliss. This is


    why ther police can¡¯t find anything.¡±


    Deirdre asked cautiously, ¡°Did you manage to find out anything then?¡±


    She was worried that all the effort would be futile.


    ¡°Soon. I¡¯m looking into his unknown ie. If I can find the source of the money transfer and get


    someone to make him speak, I believe that this matter can be solved.¡±


    ¡°That¡¯s great¡­¡± Deirdre clenched her fists tightly while her eyes reddened with tears. She was so


    powerless in the past that she could only endure the pain of losing her child. However, she would be


    able to provide a proper closure to Bliss today.


    Sam refrained from the urge to touch Deirdre¡¯s teary eyes. He poured a ss of water and moved


    closer to Deirdre.


    ¡°Here, Miss McKinnon. You¡¯ve slept for three whole days, so I believe that you must be thirsty after


    talking so much earlier. Have some water.¡±


    ¡°Sure.¡± Deirdre was so excited that she was in a dazed state. She stretched out her hand to grab the


    water, only to hold Sam¡¯s hand identally.


    Sam pulled back his hand because he was caught off guard by the electric-like sensation and dropped


    the ss on Deirdre¡¯s leg, sshing her with water.


    Brendan witnessed the scene as soon as he came into the hospital. He furrowed his eyebrows upon


    seeing Sam¡¯s reaction. Yet, Deirdre was still smiling in a clueless, innocent manner.


    ¡°What¡¯s with the huge reaction? My hands are rough, but they are not knives. They won¡¯t hurt you.¡±


    She cracked a sincere smile after learning that Bliss¡¯ death would be cleared atst.


    Brendan clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles popped after seeing her smile.


    ¡®An errant woman will never know her ce even in death.¡¯


    He gnashed his teeth and sneered aloud. ¡°Is this not a good time for me to visit?¡±


    His voice sounded icy cold, like a curse in the dark night.


    Deirdre trembled. The joy on her face vanished into nothingness, and it was reced by confusion and


    terror instantly.


    She looked toward the door,pletely perplexed.

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    Brendan felt his rage growing because her smile vanished as well.


    Sam¡¯s expression was rigid. He greeted his employer before he left respectfully. Brendan shut the door


    and approached Deirdre step by step before grabbing her lower jaw in a brute manner.


    The woman could not conceal her panic, and the sight of her hurt Brendan inside. He spoke in a


    solemn tone. ¡°Smile.¡±


    ¡°What?¡± Deirdre was confused.


    Brendan exerted more strength in his hand and said, ¡°Don¡¯t you understand? I¡¯m asking you to smile.


    Why? You can smile so joyously in Sam¡¯s presence, but you pull a long face when I¡¯m around as if


    you¡¯re mourning the death of a family member?¡±


    Deirdre felt her heart racing from the coldness emanating from the man¡¯s body. She clutched the


    nket and forced a smile, yet she was caught off guard when Brendan flung her away.


    ¡°Your smile looks disgusting.¡±


    ¡®Why is her smile in Sam¡¯s presence rxed and carefree, but her smile is so troubled and agonized


    when she is with me?¡±


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    Deirdre shut her eyes and opened them again. She suppressed the bitterness of her gaze, and the


    redness. of her eyes vanished as well. She was already used to his insults, so she kept her mouth shut


    obediently.


    Brendan would not be able to pick a fault anymore if she kept her mouth shut.


    She had no idea that Brendan would be infuriated even more. ¡°You were chatting andughing with


    another man, but you turned into a mute now that you¡¯re with me. Is it because I¡¯m impervious to your


    seduction, so you¡¯re shifting your seduction to someone else?¡±


    Deirdre bit her lower lip so hard that her lip turned white.


    Brendan scolded her, ¡°Are you deaf? Speak!¡±


    Deirdre looked toward him with her bloodshot eyes. ¡°What do you want me to say?¡±


    Brendan felt suffocated and pulled at Deirdre¡¯s cor to bring her in for a kiss. He did not need her to


    say anything at this moment-he wanted her to keep her mouth shut.


    His expression was cold, and he kept her arms tightly restrained before he tossed her to the bed.


    Deirdre realized what was going to happen, so she began struggling to get up and resist with all her


    might.


    Realizing that her resistance was futile, she inhaled a deep breath and said, ¡°Brendan, that hurts. I¡¯m in


    pain!¡±


    Brendan wanted to mock her for asking for pity, but he saw the red stain on the bed sheet. His


    expression darkened instantly, but at the same time, he felt a piercing pain in his chest.


    ¡®She hasn¡¯t gotten pregnant after all.¡±


    ¡°You¡¯ve got your period.¡± He was turned off instantly. Brendan did not go as far as to lose his temper on


    her now, but he carried her to the toilet and sat her on the toilet bowl.


    ¡°Wait for me. I¡¯ll get it for you.¡±


    Deirdre nodded, her face ghastly pale. It was Brendan¡¯s first time entering a convenience store, and he


    found a shelf full of different tampons, so he grabbed a few. He did not head to Deirdre¡¯s room when he


    was back at the hospital but went to meet up with the attending physician.


    ¡°Have you run a full physical examination on Deirdre?¡±


    The attending physician removed his mask and said in a ttering tone, ¡°Yes, of course. We¡¯ve already


    examined Miss McKinnon¡¯s body many times over the past few days, and she ispletely fine!¡±


    Completely fine?


    Brendan¡¯s eyes were showing his agitation. ¡°How about her fertility?¡±


    ¡°What?¡±


    Brendan found it difficult to talk about this topic but still braced himself to speak with his eyebrows


    tightly furrowed. ¡°Deirdre and I have engaged in sexual intercourse without protection on many


    asions, so she should be pregnant by now. Why hasn¡¯t she gotten pregnant yet?¡±


    The attending physician could not conceal his shock when he heard the remark, no matter how hard he


    tried to control himself.


    ¡®I figured that Deirdre was Brendan¡¯s younger sister or something at most in view of her facial


    appearance. They¡¯re actually lovers? Not only that, but Brendan is trying to get her pregnant?


    ¡®The world of wealthy people has me totally twisted.¡¯


    The attending physician said with great effort, ¡°I¡¯m not too sure about this yet. Miss McKinnon is


    already awake anyhow, so shall I just arrange for an examination in the next two days to investigate


    that?¡± ¡°Hmm. Hand me the result as soon as possible.¡±

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    Brendan left the office, but his tightly-furrowed eyebrows had yet to rx. He was worried that Deirdre


    had been rendered infertile for the rest of her life after the miscarriage of her first child. As for the


    reason he was worried, the only thing he could think of was that he needed a child.


    ¡®Deirdre is the most suitable candidate to provide me with a child now.¡¯


    He arrived at Deirdre¡¯s room to find Sam guarding the door outside. At the thought of how Deirdre


    could possibly still be sitting on the toilet bowl and not be properly dressed, his gaze turned colder as


    he looked toward Sam. ¡°You haven¡¯t gone in the room, right?¡±


    Sam kept his head lowered. ¡°No.¡±


    Brendan felt relieved. He warned Sam with a cold voice before he entered the room. ¡°Don¡¯t get fancy


    ideas, and remember your ce. Don¡¯t forget what you promised me.¡±


    After entering the room, he found Deirdre already shaking in pain on the toilet bowl. He wrapped her in


    his arms and fed her warm water before calling the doctor. After settling her down, the attending


    physician¡¯s expression was unpleasant.


    ¡°She has been pregnant before, right?¡±


    ¡°Hmm.¡± Brendan¡¯s lips pursed into a thin line, and he felt the urge to get a smoke. ¡°About a year ago,


    but she miscarried.¡±


    ¡°I suspect that it was a medically-induced miscarriage. Moreover, it wasn¡¯t done properly. As a result,


    her uterus was damaged in the process, in addition to her weak physical condition. The possibility of


    her getting pregnant¡­¡± The attending physician considered his words before he said, ¡°Is very


    minute¡­¡±


    ¡®Very minute?¡±


    It was already the vaguest answer one could give. Brendan could see from the attending physician¡¯s


    expression that the real answer was possibly even more hopeless.


    ¡®Deirdre is most probably infertile for the rest of her life.¡±


    He looked at the woman on the bed whose face was ghastly pale. He felt a stinging pain in his chest,


    but at the same time, he thought about how Deirdre would feel if she were to learn of this information.


    If she were to find out that her punishment for cruelly killing his child in the past would be lifelong.


    infertility, he wondered if she would regret it, bawl bitterly, and hope that she could turn back time.


    He felt delighted just by thinking about it but did not reveal the information to her.


    He left and did not turn up at Deirdre¡¯s room for the next two consecutive days.


    Deirdre could feel that something must have happened but had no idea what it was. However, her


    biggest hope was ced on Sam now.


    She was waiting for the evidence to surface when Charlene gave herself away identally, and Sam


    did not disappoint her either.


    A few days passed, and he came with the evidence. His tone was one of excitement as he said, ¡°Miss


    McKinnon, your faith was not in vain. The situation is just the same as my spection. Check this out!


    This is the homeless man¡¯s ount!¡±


    Deirdre held the document, and Sam came to realize something. ¡°I¡¯m sorry, I¡¯ve forgotten that you can¡¯t


    see, Miss McKinnon.¡±C¨°ntens bel0ngs to N?(v)elDr/a/ma.Org


    ¡°It¡¯s fine.¡± Deirdre suppressed her excitement. ¡°Please tell me.¡±


    Sam said, ¡°I found the ount of the homeless man¡¯s friend. A transaction was made into his ount.


    on the night of Bliss¡¯ ident. I looked into the source of the ount and found that it belongs to a


    servant working for Charlene!¡±


    ¡°This is great!¡± Deirdre inhaled a deep breath, her body shaking from joy.


    Her faith was not in vain indeed. She was lucky to capture Charlene¡¯s careless mistake. ¡®This time, will


    Charlene still be able to extricate herself from her crimes?¡±


    Sam handed the document to her. ¡°All the detailed evidence is here. Mr. Brighthall will understand after


    reading this. Ms. McKinnon, you should hand this to Mr. Brighthall personally.¡±


    As Deirdre received the document, her gaze dimmed. Brendan had not stepped into the hospital over


    the past few days, and she had no idea why.


    ¡®Is it because I¡¯m having my period at a bad time that he is disinterested?¡¯


    ¡°Sam.¡± She asked, ¡°Did something happen on the day Brendan came after I lost consciousness?¡±

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    Sam replied, ¡°I¡¯m not very sure.¡±


    He was unsure indeed because he had been guarding the door at the time without stepping into the


    room even for a moment.


    ¡°Mr. Brighthall talked to the attending physician for a while in the room and left afterward. Why?¡±


    Deirdre said with a bitter smile, ¡°It has been close to a week since hest came here.¡±


    She had not felt much previously, but the situation was different now. The truth about Bliss¡¯ death had


    already surfaced, and she wanted to hand the evidence to Brendan so eagerly that she could not wait a


    moment longer.


    Sam furrowed his eyebrows, unable to figure out the situation either. However, he tried to pacify her by


    saying, ¡°Don¡¯t worry, Ms. McKinnon. It¡¯s possible that thepany has been busy.¡±


    Deirdre did not believe him because she knew that Brendan would still find time to visit theatose


    Deirdre on the third floor daily even if he was so busy at work. Nothing could stop him froming if he


    wanted to.


    Besides, it had been a week. He could not be so busy that he¡¯d be upied for a week, so it was


    apparent that he was reluctant toe.


    She took a deep breath, wishing that this could continue, but she could not procrastinate anymore, not


    when the evidence was right before her.


    ¡°Sam, please lend me your phone to call Brendan, will you?¡±


    Sam could not bring himself to say no. He dialed the number and passed the phone to Deirdre. Deirdre


    pressed the phone against her ear and the call was picked up after a while. The man¡¯s attractive voice.


    was tainted with coldness when he asked nonchntly, ¡°What¡¯s going on, Sam?¡±


    He did not sound like he was busy.


    Deirdre smirked in a self-mocking manner and said bitterly, ¡°It¡¯s me, Deirdre.¡±


    The other end of the line was silent. Perhaps he was considering whether he should hang up. In the


    end, he resisted the urge and asked impatiently, ¡°Anything wrong?¡±


    ¡°Hmm.¡± Deirdre asked, ¡°Are you free today? I¡­ I have something that I need your help with.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m not free.¡± Brendan rejected her without the slightest hesitation. ¡°Just get Sam to help you if you


    need anything. You¡¯re the best at getting a man and flirting with him, aren¡¯t you? However, I don¡¯t have


    the time. to y your cat-and-mouse game.¡±


    He ended the call coldly, and even Sam felt uneasy while listening to his cruel remarks. Deirdre was


    used to it but she was still confused by Brendan¡¯s hot and cold attitude.


    Her heart told her that something had happened, but she could not figure out what it was.


    Sam said, ¡°Ms. McKinnon, shall I take it to Mr. Brighthall personally?¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s fine.¡± Deirdre rejected his offer. Charlene was involved in this case, and Sam¡¯s help with acquiring


    evidence was already beyond his job description. If he were to hand in the evidence to Brendan in


    person, perhaps Brendan would penalize Sam.


    ¡°I¡¯ll wait to be discharged.¡± She would meet Brendan personally when she was discharged from the


    hospital.


    ¡°That¡¯s fine too.¡± Sam did not insist but he advised Deirdre to rest before he turned around and left.


    Deirdre ced the document carefully under her pillow but she could not sleep. She felt suffocated by


    the emotions that swarmed her head. On one hand, she wanted the truth about this incident to be


    revealed, but she was also afraid.


    She was afraid that the evidence would be utterly meaningless to Brendan. If he chose to love


    Charlene, everything else would be regarded as a useless joke.


    She fell asleep feeling anticipation and ineffable fear. She lost track of time and only woke up when the


    door was opened. She was a light sleeper, and she opened her eyes as soon as she woke up.


    She wondered if it was Sam, when she smelled the pungent smell of alcohol in the air and furrowed her


    eyebrows.


    ¡°Brendan?¡±


    The person did not answer but he took off his jacket and leaned close to her roughly.


    Deirdre endured the man¡¯s rough movements weakly, as well as the resentment and anger in his cold


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    eyes. He was angry.


    Deirdre could not figure out why because nothing had happened during this period of time.


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    Chapter 162 He Robbed You of Your Chance to be A Mother


    When Brendan was finally done, Deirdre waited for him to fall asleep before climbing out of their bed


    with her hand on her waist. He had deprived her of birth control pills, so the only thing she had left to


    prevent a pregnancy was the primitive way of washing it away.


    Brendan suddenly opened his cold, ck eyes. They zeroed in on her retreating back as a frigid


    question escaped his lips. ¡°Where do you think you¡¯re going?¡±


    Deirdre bit her lip. ¡°To wash.¡±


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    Brendan smirked. ¡°Really? To wash? Or get birth control pills from the pharmacy?¡±


    Deirdre had nned to do that the next day, which was why she froze on the carpet when she was


    called out on it. Before she could respond, Brendan had yanked her by the arm and pinned her against


    the bed


    once more.


    His eyes were as all-consuming as the abyss, and his lopsided smirk twisted his featurespletely.


    Don¡¯t bother. You¡¯re infertile anyway.¡±


    Deirdre was stunned. The assurance in his tone suckerpunched her into a daze. ¡°What¡¯s that supposed


    to mean?¡±


    ¡°Exactly what I said.¡± He fixed a bellicose re on her. ¡°I don¡¯t know how you performed that abortion,


    but it damaged your uterus enough that you can¡¯t conceive a child anymore. Do you even know that?¡±


    What?!


    Deirdre¡¯s mind went nk. Her ears were ringing, but she still heard Brendan¡¯s follow-up remark, which


    was apanied by his trademark cruel mockery. ¡°A fitting punishment for you, isn¡¯t it? You failed to


    protect your own child, so when the Reaper took him away, he took your chance to be a mother along.


    You¡¯ll never be able to bear a child again, Deirdre. Isn¡¯t that just convenient for you? You won¡¯t even


    need to bother with birth control ever again!¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s eyes reddened. ¡°No! No, you¡¯re lying to me!¡±


    Her lips were trembling, and her eyes were wet. She suppressed her tears stubbornly and channeled


    her grief into infuriated denial. ¡°You¡¯re just messing with me, aren¡¯t you?! How can I possibly be


    infertile?! How could I have lost my ability to bear a child, Brendan?!¡±


    ¡°What¡¯s so impossible about that?¡± Brendan snarled back usingly. His grip on her wrists tightened.


    You aborted your baby by taking an unknown drug-God knows if it was actually safe or approved for


    use! You did it in a ce that wasn¡¯t dedicated to women¡¯s health anyway! Did you really expect to do


    all that


    and somehow leave unscathed?!¡±


    Deirdre fought her tears back, but sobs had begun to escape her, ¡°You¡­ bastard¡­¡±


    She bit his shoulder with all her might. Even so, her eyes were filled with too much hate. ¡®Why won¡¯t


    you just die already, you bastard?! Why won¡¯t you ever die?!¡±


    She screamed in her mind. ¡®What kind of sin did Imit to deserve this?!¡±


    Tears broke out of her eyes like a deluge. Even her chance to be a mother had been robbed. What else


    did


    she have left?


    Despite the woman¡¯s unreserved might, pain somehow eluded Brendan. To be more urate, any pain


    in his shoulder seemed insignificantpared to the suffocating agony in his chest. Ultimately, it was


    his impatience with her hysteria-rather than pain itself-that made him pry her jaw away from him.


    H


    He clutched her chin and forced her face toe close to him. ¡°Does it really pain you, Deirdre? My


    pain is greater than yours! You made this choice! You have no right to y the victim when you¡¯re the


    one who made all those choices-including your fling with Sterling!¡±


    Deirdre breathed hard. She was about to have a nervous breakdown.


    And he had the gall to say his pain was greater than hers!


    On what grounds could he y the victim card? He was the one who had ordered them to remove her


    child!


    He was the one who had ruined her face, her eyes, and her unborn kid! And now, it turned out that he


    had robbed her of the chance to be a mother all along!


    ¡°How dare you, Brendan¡­ Why didn¡¯t you tell me¡­ that when I saved you back then, I saved you at


    the cost of everything else?¡± she croaked, her words slurred through her chattering teeth. Tears kept


    rolling out of her eyes. ¡°Had I known¡­ Had I known¡­ God, I would have never¡­ leapt in there and


    saved you¡­¡± She regretted that day so much. Back then, she had thought she was diving into the


    mes to protect something she held dear.


    Now, she realized she had never left the fire. She had been trapped in that inferno all along, suffering in


    hell.

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    Chapter 163 The Odds of the Child¡¯s Survival Are Almost Zero


    ¡°Saved me?¡± Brendan¡¯s re was grim. The words had taken an absurd quality the moment he had


    heard them escape Deirdre¡¯s lips. ¡°You saved me? When, might I ask?¡±


    Deirdre pressed her lips shut in despair.


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    He snickered. ¡°You can¡¯t even save yourself!¡± he sneered. ¡°For the love of God, don¡¯t ever say


    something that cringeworthy again. People around you are gonna feel embarrassed on your behalf!¡±


    He let Deirdre go. Now that his booze-addled frustration had found an outlet, there was no reason for


    him


    to stay.


    She lowered her trembling eyelids. In the darkness, she dreamed of a blurry visage. A child. She had


    hoped that, should reincarnation be true, it would be her child again, and she would pay the debt


    she owed. But now, she wondered if it was just a pipe dream after all.


    Sam came to visit her the next morning. He noticed the mess, Deirdre¡¯s unmissable fatigue as shey


    on her bed, and the telltale signs on her neck and corbones. It was easy to tell what had happened


    last night, and his heart ached.


    ¡°Mr. Brighthall came by, didn¡¯t he?¡± he asked.


    eirdre opened her eyes and forced the destion in her chest back into her stomach. ¡°He did.¡± She


    nodded with difficulty.


    ¡°Uh, did you¡­?¡±


    ¡°He came by so suddenly that I didn¡¯t have the time to tell him.¡±


    Sam was tongue-tied. He licked his bottom lip, scrambling for a reply, and finally said, ¡°Okay. But in my


    humble opinion, the sooner we get that information to him, the better. If you drag it out too much, he


    might care less and less. That apathy isn¡¯t gonna benefit you, Miss McKinnon.¡±


    ¡°I know.¡± She nodded, but her mind was colonized by something else, so it was impossible for her to


    shift. her focus to anything else.


    Her infertility.


    She forced her spirit to perk up and climbed out of bed. ¡°I¡¯m gonna take a shower while you help me


    clean this up. After doing that, let¡¯s get the discharge papers filled out.¡±


    ¡°Got it.¡±


    He haphazardly tidied the room up, and the two of them left the ward. A few stepster, though, Deirdre


    suddenly asked, ¡°Sam, who¡¯s the doctor in charge of my treatment?¡±


    Sam did not understand why she would care. Nheless, he said, ¡°Want me to take you to him?¡±


    ¡°Thanks.¡±


    Deirdre entered the man¡¯s office and shut the door while the doctor watched her, looking unsurprised.


    After a while, she asked, ¡°I can¡¯t have a baby anymore, can I?¡±


    The doctor was hard-pressed to find the perfect response. As he paused, she added, ¡°All I need is a


    clear, detailed answer. You don¡¯t need to worry about my feelings-I¡¯m a lot tougher than you might


    think.¡±


    ¡°Well, the answer is¡­ yes. And no,¡± the doctor said hesitantly. ¡°It¡¯s not like you can¡¯t ever bear a child,


    period. You can, but the odds are¡­ pessimistic. The state of medicine today can¡¯t improve those odds,


    so for the time being, whether you can get pregnant again or not depends on luck. Maybe¡­ If you take


    better


    care of yourself and your body, you could bump that chance a little more. But then again, the fetus¡¯


    survivability rate will still be near zero. I¡¯m sorry, ma¡¯am.¡±


    Deirdre smiled mirthlessly. ¡°I see. Thank you.¡±


    Sam greeted her as soon as she walked out of the office. She mustered all her strength to cover up the


    pang in her chest and took a deep breath. ¡°Let¡¯s go.¡±


    Throughout their journey, Deirdre tipped her head to the side and leaned against the window. She


    could feel the chilling galeing from the other side, but all she could think about was the doctor¡¯s


    prognosis.


    Low odds of pregnancy. And even lower odds of the fetus surviving. The chance of thetter


    happening¡­


    was near zero.


    ¡°¡­Miss McKinnon? Hey? Are you alright?¡±


    Sam¡¯s words drifted into her ears and finally shook her out of her trance. She cast her eyes down.


    ¡°Sorry, what did you say? I spaced out.¡±


    Sam did not mind at all. He could tell that something was weighing her down. ¡°Well, I was just


    wondering when you¡¯re going to hand in those documents, you know?¡±


    Deirdre inhaled sharply. ¡°Is he at thepany now?¡±


    ¡°No. Mr. Brighthall, uh, went to meet Madame Brighthall with Miss McKinney.¡±

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    Chapter 164 Is The Wedding Coming Soon?


    Deirdre was in a daze. They were going to see Brendan¡¯s parents at the old Brighthall mansion?


    Well. Their rtionship was progressing swimmingly, was it not? Was that why Brendan could not


    imagine how wicked Charlene really was?


    She snickered self-deprecatingly. ¡°Let¡¯s go back to the mansion.¡±


    She doubted that man would skip going to the mansion tonight.


    Sam heeded her order, and the car was on its way. Deirdre marched inside when they arrived and took


    a seat on the living room couch. The long wait began.


    The boredom of waiting could be mind-numbing, Sam knew, so he turned the TV on. The first thing that


    leaped onto the screen were images of Brendan and Charlene shopping for goodies. Then came the


    spections of media talking heads and celebrity gossipers.


    ¡°The dashing, young CEO of Brighthall Group has been in a very stable rtionship with the same


    young woman for two years, and now, they were caught on a shopping trip together. Is this a sign of a


    very specific celebrationing up? Maybe the country will be treated to news of their wedding by the


    end of this year!¡±


    Deirdre froze.


    Sam hastily changed the channel. Sounding contrite, he said, ¡°Sorry for that, Miss McKinnon. You


    know these media people, right? They ain¡¯t got nothing to do all day other than spew baseless


    spections for cheap entertainment. Mr. Brighthall and Miss McKinney were just doing normal


    shopping-nothing more than that.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s alright. You don¡¯t have to tell me that,¡± Deirdre replied with a small smile. She appeared unfazed.¡±


    Whether those two are in a rtionship or not doesn¡¯t concern me at all.¡±


    Sam scanned her mien for any sign of her being upset, but he found no obvious emotional arousal. Hel


    sighed in relief and stared at her in slight disbelief. These two had spent the night together just a few


    hours ago, had they not? So how could she not feel even a pang of sorrow after hearing that the man


    was moving on with another woman right before the public¡¯s eyes?


    No matter how many questions Sam asked, he knew he could not prate Deirdre¡¯s thoughts. He


    remained in the living room for a while and then left, leaving the young woman alone on the couch,


    suffering through theughter and cheers emanating from the TV.


    Her heart felt cold from dejection.


    Deirdre had no idea how much time had passed, but she could guess that it was probably near dusk


    because Sam was about to leave. He could not resist voicing a suggestion even as he was about to


    excuse himself, though. ¡°Maybe you should rest in your bedroom instead of camping out here, Miss


    McKinnon. I mean, if Mr. Brighthall has a little too much to drink, he might decide to just spend the night


    in the old residence, right? But I bet he¡¯s gonnae here tomorrow.¡±


    ¡°I know.¡± Deirdre stared at the TV screen unseeingly. A few beats of silenceter, she forced a smile.


    ¡°I¡¯m not sleepy, though. Probably slept too much in the hospital. You don¡¯t have to worry about me. Just


    go. I won¡¯t run away.¡±


    Sam felt his reply choking in his throat. Deirdre running away was the least of his worries! He was just-


    No.


    He checked himself and snuffed the thought out. He was just a subordinate carrying out orders. He had


    to remember that.


    ¡°Okay. In that case, excuse me, Miss McKinnon. Have a good evening.¡±


    Sam left. The living room suddenly seemed so much more spacious and empty. The TV began to y


    reruns of previous programs, and Deirdre began to feel colder and colder.


    Maybe tonight would not be the night of truth, after all.


    Suddenly, the door opened. Shock and anxiety flitted through her eyes as she leaped to her feet.


    Before she could speak, however, she heard Charlene¡¯s breathy, almost-purring moan, ¡°S-Stop, Bren!


    We a-a- aren¡¯t in our bedroom yet, God¡­ Stop, my dress ising undone¡­¡±


    ¡°Is that a bad thing?¡± said a man¡¯s voice, undergirded by drunken passion and a shred of desire.


    Deirdre knew exactly what was going on between them. She took a sharp breath.


    The chilly galeing from outside seemed to have be so frigid that it cut through her skin and


    reached her spine. Even a breath of that air prodded her chest, as if she had just swallowed a bowl of


    ss shards.


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    ¡°You¡¯re unbelievable, you horndog!¡± Charlene breathed sweetly. Then, as if she had just noticed


    Deirdre. for the first time, she gasped in shock and blushed. ¡°Oh my God! M-Miss McKinnon! I didn¡¯t


    know your were here!


    ¡°Bren! Damn it, Bren! You should have at least told me she would be around, you silly man.¡±

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    Chapter 165 Our Rtionship Will Be Official After Today


    Brendan narrowed his eyes as his gaze swept past the woman near the couch.


    He had never noticed it when she was in his arms, but now, it became impossible to miss-she was


    almost emaciated after a week. He could see her corbones heaving in and out just from her effort to


    breathe.


    It pissed him off for some reason.


    ¡°Ignore her. For all intents and purposes, she¡¯s invisible,¡± he scoffed with characteristic callousness and


    disdain without reservation. He leaned close to Charlene, his lips inches away from her ears, and


    added, ¡± Come to my room. Our rtionship will be official after tonight¡­¡±


    He did not say it aloud, but it was enough to let everyone in the living room hear it. Deirdre felt a sting


    in her chest, but it was nothingpared to the biting frost in her heart.


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    She was hardly surprised, though. In fact, she wanted tough. Just a few days ago, Brendan had


    demanded that she bear him a child-and now, after the revtion of her infertility, she had lost her


    purpose and function in his eyes immediately. Naturally, he had tossed her aside the way a man


    disposed of unwanted stuff. He had brought Charlene home with him so that they could spend the night


    together.


    So he could make their rtionship official.


    He must have waited for this moment for so, so long.


    Deirdre pressed her tongue against her teeth, her words seemingly stifled, as she cast her eyes down


    to the floor. Charlene, however, had more false modesty to spare. ¡°B-Bren! I believe you, but can you,


    you know¡­ at least not talk about this when Miss McKinnon is still here? She¡¯s still your legal wife, you


    know¡­¡±


    ¡°Not anymore!¡± Brendan snapped impatiently, as if any mention of her was a crime against his mood.


    Deirdre had so much emotional sway over him that it infuriated him. It had been a grueling week, and


    he¡¯d had to rely on his workaholic attitude to suppress his desire to see her in the hospital and ignore


    his stubborn heartache.


    He could not understand why this was happening to him. Why was this woman-whose heart was uglier


    than she could ever look-dominating his every thought?


    Was it because she was the first woman to have sex with him? The first to be his ¡°wife¡±? Was this


    all just confusing, messy sentiments his mind created simply because she had been the first to be


    intimate with him?


    If yes, then Charlene could do the same. In fact, Charlene could do it better. They were at least


    genuinely in love, after all.


    ¡°Should we go upstairs? Unless¡­ Unless you¡¯re not feeling it. We could do it next time.¡±


    ¡°No! I mean, nothing¡¯s changed about the way I feel!¡± Charlene¡¯s reply interrupted the tail end of hist


    suggestion. If she let this go, he might regret saying yes to her advancester! She had only gotten the


    chance to cuddle with him because Brendan was so drunk, God, she wanted to consummate their


    rtionship so much, but Brendan¡­ She could not tell if he would even agree.


    Tonight was the first time he had finally agreed. It was also the first time he was this eager! If she let


    this chance slip and he walked back on his promise once sobriety kicked in, then Charlene would lose


    it all again!


    She shot a gloating smirk at the pale woman standing next to the couch. ¡°Let¡¯s go, Bren. I¡¯m sure she


    could turn a deaf ear to our activity if we try to be quiet about it.¡±


    Brendan hummed. They started moving toward the stairs, but as he was about to climb the first step,


    he felt a force tugging on his arm. He turned and saw Deirdre.


    A strange feeling took shape in his mind. Was this a jealous expression? Was she upset that he was


    about to be with another woman? Did this mean she still¡­ cared?


    But if she cared about their union, then why had she removed their child? It had been more than a


    possible life to Brendan-it had been their seed. She had hated the product of their union so much that


    she had even sacrificed her future chance to be a mother to abort their kid!


    ¡°Piss off!¡± he snapped. His previous thoughts had clouded the initial sentiment he had felt. His eyes


    turned cold, and his voice was as bitter as frost in the worst of winters.


    The disgust and disdain in his voice were so pure and striking that Deirdre felt a little suffocated.


    Nheless, she knew better than to let go. Once these two went to their room and screwed each


    other, the truth behind Bliss¡¯s death, as well as the undue usations and nder she had endured,


    would no longer mean anything to this stupid bastard.


    ¡°B-Brendan, stop.¡± Her lips were trembling slightly. She had to muster all her strength just to maintain


    theposure in her voice. She raised her head to meet his gaze. ¡°I¡¯m not trying to stop you or


    anything. I¡¯m just asking for a few minutes. There¡¯s something I need to tell you.¡±


    ¡°Not interested.¡± Brendan pped her hand away frigidly. He would not even spare her one more look.


    Read the room, McKinnon. I¡¯m not gonna give you another chance to fix everything.¡±

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    Chapter 166 Miss McKinnon Made It All Up!


    Deirdre knew what he really meant: a chance to create doubt against his conclusions.


    Brendan turned on his heel and marched up the stairs while she mbered a little at his force. Gritting


    her teeth, she finally snapped, ¡°So you¡¯re not interested in the truth behind Bliss¡¯ death! You don¡¯t give


    a sh *t even if what I¡¯m about to say concerns Charlene! Is that it?!¡±


    Just as she had expected, the bastard stopped dead in his tracks.


    Deirdre was this close toughing aloud at his absurdity.


    Brendan¡¯s brows were furrowed. He was practically glowering when he shot daggers at her. ¡°What did


    you just say?¡±


    Deirdre enunciated her every word as she announced, ¡°The homeless man who killed Bliss was


    controlled by the woman standing right next to you!¡±


    Charlene stared at Deirdre in shock, but her bewilderment did little to conceal her scorn. Repeating the


    same things over and over again, despite seeing no result, had to be the definition of idiocy, right? She


    could not believe this b*tch would stop them from going to town over something that had been settled


    long ago!


    Well, if Deirdre insisted, Charlene would dance along!


    She recovered from her shock by acting innocent again. Her eyes practically went red onmand.¡±


    What¡¯s that supposed to mean, Miss McKinnon? You just won¡¯t let up, will you? I can¡¯t believe you


    treat. my willingness to forgive as some kind of twisted encouragement for more baseless attacks! Me


    being a nice gal means you can keep gaslighting me, huh? You just have to keep using me of the


    death of your own dog!¡±


    ¡°Gaslighting you?¡± Deirdre murmured, her eyes red. She scoffed in the direction of Charlene¡¯s voice.


    ¡°Stillmitted to your innocent darling act, aren¡¯t ya? You confessed to being the one who killed Bliss


    back. in the lounge at the old Brighthall residence. You! How else could I have made the connection?¡±


    Charlene did not even need to hit back. Brendan had grown frustrated enough that he erupted and


    yelled to be heard, ¡°Enough!¡±


    The re he shot Deirdre almost made him look like he was created from pure ire and irritation alone.


    Deirdre just would not learn! She had failed the first time she had tried this sh*t, and instead of learning


    from the torturous lessons he had put her through, the lessons had simply galvanized her to try the


    exact. same sh*t again!


    She kept refusing to change!


    ¡°You¡¯re f*cking shameless, you know that?! What other tactics do you have other than nder, huh?¡±


    he bellowed, his face almost blue from rage. He trained his finger on the door and snarled, ¡°Get the


    f*ck out


    of this house-now!¡±


    Despite already expecting his reaction, Deirdre could not help feeling her heart sink. ¡°You don¡¯t believe


    me.¡±


    Brendan¡¯s eyes narrowed. ¡°No one should believe you at all!¡±


    This was it. The cue. She had been waiting for him to say this. She felt her way across the couch and


    grabbed the folder she had prepared. She picked it up and extended it in Brendan¡¯s general direction. ¡±


    Take a look. Am I making things up, or is it all true? You tell me.¡±


    At first, Brendan simply looked at her icily. Everything this woman had done thus far had surprised him,


    including the appearance of this folder. She was even acting as though it was some top-secret dossier


    that would change everything!


    He took the folder, thinking to himself, ¡®Fine. I¡¯ll y along.¡±


    Brendan opened the folder quickly and took out the document inside. He had originally nned to


    perform a cursory look-over, but more things inside caught his attention than he had thought.


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    His expression stiffened. Then, instantly, it turned grim. He began to thumb through the pages with


    genuine focus.


    ¡°Bren? What¡¯s the matter?¡± Charlene was rmed. What was this document? What was inside? Why


    was he looking like that?!


    Panic flitted through her face. She had made sure the central figure involved in that incident was gone


    good! There should be no more tracks leading back to her!


    for


    ¡°Brendan, is this document filled with more nder against me?¡± she asked again, this time ying up


    the vulnerability in her tone and making her eyes redder. ¡°But you know I¡¯m nothing like that! You know


    what kind of person I am. There is no way I could do anything described in that folder-it¡¯s all made up.


    You must know that already, right?¡±

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    Chapter 167 Sacrificial Lamb


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    She directed her attack back at Deirdre with a voice tight with tears. ¡°What the hell did I do to you, Miss


    McKinnon?! Why are you doing this to me?! If it¡¯s because you love Bren-if it¡¯s because you want to


    snatch him away from me, then at least fight me fair and square instead of employing all these


    disgusting schemes to persecute me!¡±


    In the past, this used to be the sort of trigger that would kick Brendan¡¯s rage straight to the boiling point.


    He would have immediately booted Deirdre out of the door right there and then. And yet, today, the


    man simply stood a step away from her, leveling his eyes at hers without a word.


    There were signs of conflict in his eyes. There was doubt.


    Charlene grimaced. The gnawing panic inside her mind had grown to a chomp. ¡°W-What¡¯s wrong,


    Bren?¡± He handed the document to her. ¡°See for yourself.¡±


    She almost snatched it out of his hand in her frantess. As she read, all the color was drained out of


    her face. Brendan¡¯s voice, cold andmanding, came from above her like thunder. ¡°Exin to me


    why that homeless man received money from your subordinate¡¯s bank ount, Lena.¡±


    Charlene had not predicted this at all. She had never imagined that Deirdre would unearth this small


    but incriminating detail. ¡°I¡­ I don¡¯t know, Bren! I don¡¯t know what¡¯s going on!¡± she argued frantically. ¡°I


    didn¡¯t know any of this! You know the kind of person I am, right? How could I possibly have it in me to


    do something so wicked and heartless? I am not that kind of person! You need to give me a chance to


    clear my name-I¡¯ll call Greenlee right away!¡±


    Brendan¡¯s mien had been stormy and grave while she defended herself, but thatst bit made him


    release a breath of relief. It was hard to tell if he was just happy to hear that Charlene had nothing to do


    with this or if he just could not bear the thought that he might have believed the wrong person all along.


    ¡°Okay. I trust you.¡±


    Deirdre had been standing behind the coffee table. His answer sent a chill through her heart. When she


    had begged Brendan to trust her instead of that deluge of baseless usations, all that plea had


    resulted in was a sneer of disdain. Meanwhile, even though concrete evidence of Charlene¡¯s


    wrongdoing was now staring him right in the face, the same hard-nosed skeptic had decided to just


    trust Charlene because he wanted to.


    The disparity made her chest hurt. She was suddenly unsure if bringing this issue to light was the right


    thing to do.


    ¡°You have to believe me, Bren. This has nothing to do with me, I swear to God! I knew nothing about


    this! I¡¯m gonna call Greenlee right away!¡± Charlene added indignantly as though the document had


    assassinated her character. She used the phone in the living room and, biting her lips, ordered


    Greenlee toe to the mansion right away.


    The distance between Deirdre¡¯s ce and Charlene¡¯s was very short. A few minutester, Greenlee


    was at the door. As soon as she stepped inside, though, Charlene chucked the folder at the confused


    young woman and shouted in rage, ¡°What the hell did you do?! I want this exined now!¡±


    Greenlee picked the papers up and read their content. Her face paled. ¡°M-Miss McKinney, listen! It


    wasn¡¯t


    ¡°The evidence is right there, Greenlee, so spare me your excuses!¡± Charlene snapped, cutting off the


    other person¡¯s defense almost a little too hastily. ¡°How could you do this to Miss McKinnon¡¯s pet? How


    ck- hearted did you have to be to hire that homeless man to kill a puppy? Didn¡¯t you know that this


    sh*t would


    make it seem as though I was the one behind it?¡±


    Greenlee finally understood the subtext. Her bank ount had been Charlene¡¯sst line of defense.


    She was the sacrificialmb, the designated fall guy


    She was all too familiar with the lengths Charlene would go to and knew better than to defy her Falling


    down by her feet, Greenlee could only confess. I¡¯m sorry, Miss McKinney! I shouldn¡¯t have done this, I


    know! I just¡­ I just couldn¡¯t bear to see Miss McKinnon acting like she had won! I couldn¡¯t stomach that


    gloating face!


    ¡°Ever since her arrival, you had been sobbing at home, weeping about how much you were losing day


    by day. That wasn¡¯t all, though Miss McKinnon kepting up with disgusting schemes and baseless


    attacks against you until you couldn¡¯t take it anymore and tried to kill yourself! That was thest straw-1


    couldn¡¯t just stand and watch you go through that horror anymore. How could something so cruel


    happen to someone as kind and angelic as you?! Why do good people have to suffer at the hands of


    evil individuals?!¡±

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    Chapter 168 It Didn¡¯t Mean You Could be Aggressive


    ¡°These are all excuses! Regardless of how badly Miss McKinnon had been treating me, there was no


    reason for you to harm her Charlene¡¯s eyes turned redder as she added, ¡°It¡¯s my own business if she


    treated me badly And one day, she¡¯d understand that I¡¯ve had no ill intentions toward her. Now that you


    have done this to her, how am I supposed to stand firm before her?¡±


    I¡¯m sorry, Miss McKinney!¡± Greenlee apologized quiltily. ¡°I promise I won¡¯t do it again. I won¡¯t do it


    again, I promise!¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s useless for you to tell me now. The harm you¡¯ve done to me and Miss McKinnon has been done!


    I¡¯m so disappointed in you¡± Charlene was heartbroken. She had victimized herself with just a few


    words. Following that, she turned to Brendan and choked. Tm sorry Bren, it¡¯s my fault. I didn¡¯t know


    that she really had done this kind of thing. I¡¯m sorry for Miss McKinnon. Please punish me. Otherwise,


    I¡¯ll keep fidgeting¡­¡±


    Brendan frowned, but his tone was softer than ever. ¡°This had nothing to do with you. It was her own


    decision, and you didn¡¯t know.¡± s


    ¡°But¡­¡± Charlene cried bitterly while covering her face. ¡°I can¡¯t ept that someone around me would


    do this kind of thing. How could they do such an immoral thing! How am I supposed to face Miss


    McKinnon in the future?¡±


    Deirdre stood alone at the back. When she heard Charlene, she didn¡¯t even bother to sneer. That


    heartbroken cry was really hypocritical.


    How could a servant be capable enough and spend so much money just to kill a dog?


    If Brendan believed it, it would be too¡­


    ¡°No worries, you just met the wrong person. I¡¯ll only punish the culprit behind this, and this is irrelevant


    to


    you.¡±


    Deirdre suddenly felt a chill.


    Brendan had already given a tissue to Charlene and shot Greenlee a frigid look.


    Hemanded his bodyguard to take Greenlee away. Charlene was still crying in Brendan¡¯s embrace,


    and when the whole incident ended, she paced toward Deirdre, taking Deirdre¡¯s hand in an aggrieved.


    manner.


    ¡°Miss McKinnon, I¡¯m sorry. I never thought that I would really be involved in this matter. It turns out that


    it was my subordinate who hurt you. I-I¡¯ll strictly discipline them from now on. I-I promise what


    happened to Bliss will never happen again.¡±


    Deirdre frigidly withdrew her hand.


    ¡°A servant who had never met me but knew that I had a dog. She let my dog out of the room and


    arranged for a homeless person just to disembowel it. McKinney, aren¡¯t you just pulling my leg?¡±


    Charlene was startled for a moment before her eyes reddened. ¡°Miss McKinnon, I¡¯m to me for this


    matter I had told Greenlee that you had a dog. I only thought of her as my sister, but I never thought


    that she¡¯d du such a cruel thing for me.


    ¡°Then, where did she get the money? How could a servant have three million?¡±


    ¡°Enough¡±


    Charlene didn¡¯t answer. It was Brendan who chimed in with an annoying snarl. He red at Deirdre


    from


    above. ¡°Even though you¡¯re reasonable about this, that doesn¡¯t mean you can be aggressive.¡±


    Aggressive? Deirdre smirked.


    The culprit behind Bliss¡¯s death was very obvious, yet he pretended to be ignorant and was covering


    up. for the murderer. Meanwhile, Deirdre herself was merely questioning Charlene, but she was


    regarded as the aggressive one?


    What a joke¡­


    Brendan ignored Deirdre¡¯s thoughts andforted Charlene directly. ¡°I¡¯ll handle this issue myself. You


    may just return.¡±


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    Chapter 169 She Didn¡¯t Hurt Anyone


    Charlene no longer expected anything else to happen tonight. She bit her lip and left. However, as she


    was leaving, her eyes were filled with intense hatred.


    Damn Deirdre! Deirdre had not only spoiled her good deed, but she had also almost made Brendan


    doubt her. Charlene was determined not to forgive this b*tch!


    After Charlene left, the huge room instantly looked empty. Brendan strode away, and when he took two


    steps down the stairs, Deirdre gritted her teeth and said, ¡°You knew it. You knew that Charlene was


    rted to this matter.¡±


    Brendan stopped moving.


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    His frigid face was full ofplicated feelings, and his brows were furrowed. He turned and locked


    eyes. with Deirdre. ¡°What do you want to say?¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s simple.¡± Deirdre gritted her teeth. ¡°Are you protecting Charlene just because you love her? Just


    because she is the one in your heart, you can turn a blind eye even if others are hurt?!¡±


    Brendan remained silent for two seconds before he replied with a frown. ¡°What do you want me to do


    then? Do you want me to get Charlene to bow to you in apology? Deirdre, don¡¯t you forget that you¡¯re


    the one who led her tomit suicide. Therefore, it¡¯s normal for her to have resentment in her heart.


    Plus, she only killed a dog. She didn¡¯t hurt anyone!¡±


    ¡°Didn¡¯t hurt¡­ anyone?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s mind went nk. She only felt heartache. Sharp heartache.


    Charlene had not only caused her to stay with a hunting hound in a storehouse and almost die on a


    rainy night, but she had also tortured and humiliated her. Did that mean that Charlene hadn¡¯t hurt


    anyone?


    Or that Deirdre was not human in Brendan¡¯s eyes?


    When Brendan saw her face suddenly turn as pale as a white sheet and her emaciated figure tottering,


    he felt a trace of an unbearable feeling.


    ¡°I¡¯llpensate you.¡± Finally, he said, ¡°Just let this matter end here, offset by Lena¡¯s suicide attempt. I¡¯ll


    pay for what she did. Just tell me what you want and I¡¯ll give you what I can.¡±


    What did he mean? Did he want to utilize his wealth to stop her?


    Eyes red, Deirdre bellowed hysterically, ¡®What do I want? I want you dead, and I want Charlene dead


    too!¡±


    But she knew she didn¡¯t have the right to do so. It was already utterly benevolent of Brendan to willingly


    compensate her.


    She slowly inhaled while suppressing her internal trembling and raised her head. ¡°I want to see my


    mother.


    Brendan¡¯s ck pupils constricted abruptly, and he rejected her idea instantly without a second


    thought. No, it¡¯s impossible!¡±


    Deirdre was surprised. ¡°Why? Why is it impossible? I¡¯m not asking for much. Can¡¯t I just take a nce


    at


    her?!¡±


    Brendan¡¯s breath became disordered, pulling his suit tighter. It took him a while to calm down and


    exin, ¡°She is still recuperating and she¡¯s staying very far away. If you want to see her, you¡¯ll have to


    travel a long distance.


    ¡°I can go over! You can get someone to look after me along the way. I just need to take a nce at my


    mother and I¡¯ll leave immediately!¡±


    ¡°That¡¯s not okay.¡± Brendan objected coldly. ¡°Didn¡¯t I tell you that your mother is currently recuperating?


    She will inevitably be agitated when she sees you. What should I do if her physical condition


    fluctuates?¡±


    ¡°Then when can I see her?¡± Deirdre¡¯s eyes were redder now, but she refused to shed tears. She


    sped her fists hard as she asked, ¡°If she¡¯s not well, will I never see her again?¡±


    ¡°No.¡± Brendan pursed his lips into a straight line. ¡°How about I call your mother¡¯s doctor and have you


    talk.


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    Brendan dialed the phone number, and when the call was connected, he passed the phone to Deirdre.


    The doctor sounded very stable as he said, ¡°Miss McKinnon, I understand how eager you are to see


    your mother. However, because your mother¡¯s heart issue is at a critical junction, it¡¯s not advisable for


    her to see you. If meeting you affects her emotions, our hard work all this while will be in vain.¡±


    ¡°T-Then¡­¡± Deirdre asked while biting her lip, ¡°When can I see my mother?¡±


    ¡°It won¡¯t take long, Miss McKinnon. Provided that her situation gets better, probably in about a few


    months. It¡¯d be good for you to see your mother.¡±


    ¡°Alright.¡±


    After ending the phone call, Deirdre was still in a daze. She had to wait for several months. When every


    moment of her life was like a year, could she really survive through a few months?


    Looking at Deirdre¡¯s bewildered expression, Brendan couldn¡¯t help raising his hand, wanting to stroke


    the messy hair on her forehead. But before he could touch her head, Deirdre seemed to sense it and


    took a step back.


    When Brendan recollected himself, he frowned again. ¡°Do you need another form ofpensation?¡±


    Another form ofpensation? When Deirdre thought about it, she realized that she didn¡¯t.


    Perhaps she needed one thing-she wanted to leave. However, she knew clearly that if she were to


    voice this desire, Brendan would not be happy and surely wouldn¡¯t fulfill her request.


    ¡°No.¡± Deirdre replied in a raspy voice, ¡°I don¡¯t think so.¡±


    For a moment, Brendan had a hint of sympathy on his face. But when he spoke, he said nonchntly,


    You may think about it and tell me when you figure it out.¡±


    ¡°Okay.¡±


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    Deirdre looked nk as she paced toward the stairs, staggering away from Brendan and going up to


    her own room step by step.


    How much she had hoped that the truth behind Bliss¡¯s death would be revealed so that the real


    murderer would pay the price¡­ However, she now deeply understood how naive her thoughts had


    been.


    Charlene¡¯s position in Brendan¡¯s heart was unshakable. He would not do anything. In fact, he was even


    more reluctant to punish Charlene.


    Deirdre buried her head in the pillow, and the pillow was soon soaked with tears.


    I¡¯m sorry, Bliss. I have beenpletely ipetent.¡±


    Overwhelmed by these emotions, Deirdre fell into a deep slumber. When she woke up, she couldn¡¯t tell


    what time it was. She only knew that Sam was already there when she got downstairs.


    ¡°Miss McKinnon.¡± Sam strode toward Deirdre. He had seen Brendan just got out this morning, which


    meant that Brendan had been there yesterday evening.


    ¡°How¡¯s it going? Did you show the document to Mr. Brighthall?¡±


    Upon hearing Sam¡¯s question, Deirdre felt heartache. Sam had been working hard to gather enough


    evidence regarding this matter. He must have thought that the matter would be resolved with just a few


    words.


    In return, Deirdre had merely received the promise ofpensation in a condescending tone.


    ¡°How¡¯s it going?¡± Upon seeing Deirdre remain silent for some time, Sam vaguely guessed something. ¡±


    Miss McKinney found herself a good excuse, didn¡¯t she?¡±


    ¡°No.¡± Deirdre smiled wryly. In fact, it wasn¡¯t a good excuse. It was ame excuse that no one would


    believe.


    ¡°Anyway, this matter is over.¡± Deirdre felt sorry for Sam. ¡°I¡¯m sorry, Sam. I was not considerate enough.


    I let your hard work go to waste.¡±


    ¡°No worries, McKinnon. You shouldn¡¯t apologize to me.¡± While feeling surprised, Sam stared closely at


    Deirdre¡¯s face and sympathized with her. ¡°Aren¡¯t you the one who¡¯s been hurt the most?¡±


    Sam added, ¡°I just found something by ident and dug it out. But you should have ced a lot more


    hope in it, as the one who needsfort the most is you.¡±

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    Chapter 171 This Is Charlene¡¯s Favorite Dessert


    Deirdre was touched by Sam¡¯s words. She tried to lower her head and control her emotions.


    ¡°It¡¯s no longer important. I¡¯m the one who was delusional enough to think that Brendan wouldn¡¯t favor


    anyone over the truth.¡±


    Now that Deirdre had said it, she found the idea stupid and ridiculous.


    Humans were generally sentimental. What¡¯s more, Charlene was the woman Brendan had loved all his


    life. Hence, a dog¡¯s life and a trivial truth were nothingpared to this fact.


    At that moment, the sound of a car engine being switched off was heard outside.


    Brendan had gotten back?


    ¡°What¡¯s the time?¡± Deirdre asked Sam.


    ¡°It¡¯s three o¡¯clock.¡±


    At the moment, Brendan should be still working at thepany. Why would he return now?


    Before either of them could react, Brendan was already at the door. When he saw Deirdre and Sam


    standing together, he furrowed his brows slightly.


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    Sam tactfully greeted Brendan and went out. Meanwhile, because Deirdre was suffering from an


    intense. headache, she went to the kitchen to get a couple of painkillers.


    As soon as she got to the kitchen, Brendan followed her.


    He had a strong aura, so even though he didn¡¯t speak and Deirdre couldn¡¯t see him, she would always


    feel goosebumps in his presence.


    ¡°Leaving as soon as you saw me?¡± Brendan said in an indifferent tone, as though he had been frigid all


    this time. It was only when he faced Charlene that he would show rare tenderness.


    With downcast eyes, Deirdre fumbled to open the cab on the far left. After doing that, she


    exined, No, I just want to take some painkillers. I¡¯ve had a headache since I woke up not long ago.¡±


    ¡°You haven¡¯t had any food, have you?¡±


    ¡°No, I haven¡¯t,¡± Deirdre replied. She found the bottle, unscrewed the cap, but before she could pour the


    pills out, it was taken away. Following that, Brendan handed over the box he was carrying to her. ¡°Don¡¯t


    take painkillers before your meal. Eat this first.¡±


    ¡°What¡¯s this?¡±


    The box was rather heavy and felt like a meal box.


    Brendan calmly changed his expression. ¡°Open it up and you will know.¡±


    He had been in line since noon- two hours ago-to get this box. He could recall that Deirdre liked it.


    Deirdre didn¡¯t know why Brendan had asked her to do so but she still fumbled to open it, took the food


    out of the box, and when she brought it to her mouth, she smelled the pungent smell of meat floss and


    sweetness


    That sticky feeling made Deirdre unconsciously retch.


    Brendan was furious. ¡°Wisat is it?¡±


    He knew Deirdre couldn¡¯t be pregnant. Hence, he wondered whether she was resisting eating the


    dessert


    in her hands on purpose.


    Deirdre had been retching to the point that her eyes were red. Hence, she threw away the dessert in


    her hand without a second thought.


    The ball of buttery meat floss fell on Brendan¡¯s foot. Deirdre washed her hands frantically, but she still


    couldn¡¯t stop that nauseous feeling.


    Brendan furrowed his brows, and his face turned gloomy. He reached out to grab Deirdre¡¯s shoulder


    and said while resisting the urge to get angry, ¡°What do you mean by that, McKinnon? Wasn¡¯t this your


    favorite dessert before?¡±


    ¡°My favorite dessert?¡± Deirdre gritted her teeth to swallow her jealousy and sneered with red eyes, ¡°No,


    you¡¯re mistaken. This is Charlene¡¯s favorite. I hate meat floss and butter the most!¡±


    ¡°Impossible!¡± Brendan shot back. ¡°I remember clearly that when I bought it for you on Lena¡¯s birthday,


    you had it all and requested that I buy more for you!¡±


    Deirdre wanted tough, but tears welled up in her eyes.


    The reason she¡¯d had it all was because Brendan had given it to her.


    At the time, Brendan had been her everything. Even though he had bought her meat floss, which she


    detested, even if he had given her a piece of raw, bloody meat, she would have willingly eaten it. After


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    Chapter 172 Because She No Longer Loved Him


    But now Deirdre didn¡¯t have any reason to force herself to eat something she disliked.


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    ¡°Can¡¯t you understand why I ate it in the past?¡± Deirdre took a deep breath. ¡°Because at the time, the


    things you gave me were the most precious to me Back then, even though the ring that you were


    forced to buy me didn¡¯t fit, I was reluctant to take it off at all I preferred to put something on the ring and


    wear it on my finger, but now¡­¡±


    She shuddered as she breathed but didn¡¯t continue Brendan, however, looked like he had received a


    blow in the face and had found the answer himself


    It was because Deirdre no longer loved him. Hence, she wouldn¡¯t treat whatever he bought as a


    treasure The pastry had melted into a puddle of butter on the ground, as she didn¡¯t need to force


    herself to eat this


    anymore.


    Brendan felt a sudden heartache and felt so stuffy that he had difficulty breathing.


    He didn¡¯t understand why he would feel ufortable and furious However, he clearly felt that


    something was separating him and Deirdre


    This made him feel extremely ufortable. He furrowed his brows as he said, ¡°Deirdre, I didn¡¯t force


    you to do anything when we got married. I won¡¯t force you to do anything now either. I won¡¯t force you


    to eat this pastry if you refuse to. You don¡¯t have topromise.¡±


    ¡°Yes, you¡¯ve never forced me¡± Deirdre jeered ¡°It was all wishful thinking on my part, so I can only me


    myself for feeling contempt. You¡¯re innocent indeed¡±


    Brendan responded with a change in his expression. ¡°McKinnon, do you have to be so sarcastic?¡±


    Deirdre admitted that she had spoken aggressively and with resentment. But she was not ming


    Brendan, only herself.


    If she hadn¡¯t been so ignorant back then and had clearly understood that she and Brendan were people


    from two different worlds, she might still have been an ordinary person with her own freedom.


    ¡°No, I don¡¯t. I¡¯m just telling the truth.¡± Deirdre lowered her eyes and looked tired as she said, ¡°I¡¯m


    exhausted, so I¡¯ll go rest.¡±


    She turned and left. However, she had only taken two steps when Brendan suddenly grabbed her


    wrist.¡± Haven¡¯t you eaten yet? Don¡¯t tell me that your stomach has gotten better?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m not hungry.¡±


    Deirdre didn¡¯t feel hungry indeed. She had just woken up, and due to the smell of meat floss and butter


    just now, she felt nauseated and had no appetite at all.


    ¡°Eat something even if you aren¡¯t hungry.¡± With a frigid face, Brendan opened the refrigerator. There


    was everything one could want in it, but because he had limited cooking skills, he just took out some


    noodles and ordered Deirdre, ¡°Go and sit at the dining table.¡±


    Deirdre did what she was told while Brendan took off his coat, rolled up his sleeves, and started


    cooking. There were loud noises in the kitchen, but Deirdre merely sat nkly on the chair. She had no


    idea what Brendan was doing.


    Brendan had not only bought her dessert, but he was also cooking for her himself. After all, he had


    always been a fan of cleanliness, and what he disliked the most was the smell of oily smoke.


    While Deirdre was thinking while suffering from a headache, Brendan¡¯s phone on the table rang.


    ¡°Brendan, it¡¯s your phone.¡±


    Brendan was really busy and had no free hands, so he sullenly said without turning his head, ¡°Pick it


    up.¡±


    Deidre picked up the phone and fumbled to press the answer button. Just as she pressed it to her ear,


    she heard Charlene¡¯s gentle and timid voice. ¡°Bren, I¡¯ve reached your office, but you aren¡¯t here.


    Where are you? I cooked your favorite porridge for you today. Come and eat it while it¡¯s still hot.¡±


    Deirdre didn¡¯t feel anything in reaction to the intimacy expressed by Charlene¡¯s words. She was not


    surprised at all that the rtionship between Brendan and Charlene remained unchanged.


    Because of the incident that had urred yesterday, Brendan had allowed Charlene to go to his office


    and bring him porridge.

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    Chapter 173 Don¡¯t Want to Confront Her


    ¡°Brendan? Why aren¡¯t you speaking?¡± Charlene felt rather surprised when she did not receive a


    response. She bit her lower lip and said, ¡°Are you still angry at me?¡±


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    Deirdre could only say, ¡°Brendan is not in the office.¡±


    As soon as those words were spoken, Charlene¡¯s expression changed drastically and her voice turned


    into a high-pitch screech. ¡°Deirdre! Why are you picking up Brendan¡¯s phone?! Who gave you


    permission to do so? Pass the phone to Brendan immediately.¡±


    Her voice was so piercing that Deirdre had no choice but to hold the phone further away from her. She


    could not help mocking her. ¡°Ms. McKinney, it would be best for you to be gentle. If Brendan is next to


    me, he¡¯s probably going to be very disappointed to hear your hostile tone.¡±


    ¡°Stop talking nonsense. Deirdre, you b*tch. Did you figure out a way to get Brendan toe to you?


    Are you going to take Brendan away from me?¡±


    Charlene had lost her senses from anger. It was most likely because none of her calls had been picked


    up by Brendan after her departure yesterday.


    She hadforted herself by telling herself that Brendan was probably asleep. However, she had felt


    lingering fear when Brendan had yet to respond the next day. She had thus prepared the porridge and


    taken it to Brendan¡¯s office to make it up to him.


    She had not expected that she would miss Brendan and Brendan would actually be at Deirdre¡¯s ce!


    ¡°Take Brendan away from you? Do you think it¡¯s necessary for me to do so?¡± Deirdre listened to the


    sounds in the kitchen and increased the intensity of her mockery as she spoke to Charlene. ¡°You


    should


    understand Brendan¡¯s character much better than I do. If he wasn¡¯t here of his own volition, no one


    could


    have made him do it. Hence, he¡¯s only here because he wants to.¡±


    ¡®He willingly headed to Deirdre¡¯s ce and ignored my text messages and calls?¡¯


    Charlene panicked. She clenched her teeth and made a threatening remark. ¡°I¡¯m warning you to stay


    far away from Brendan at once, Deirdre. Otherwise, I assure you that you will regret this! I¡¯ll make you


    suffer so much that you¡¯ll wish you were dead!¡±


    ¡°Whose voice is that?¡±


    Brendan walked over with a te of pasta and overheard the morous voice. Even though he had no


    idea what the conversation was about, it was apparent that the caller was furious.


    Charlene felt her heart racing while Deirdre ced the phone on the table calmly. ¡°It¡¯s Charlene.¡±


    Brendan¡¯s dark eyes were tainted with a wisp of astonishment andplicated emotions when he


    heard. the name. Soon, he pushed the te in his hand toward Deirdre and said, ¡°Eat this first.¡±


    Deirdre picked up a fork and began eating without uttering a word.


    Brendan picked up the phone and took the call. ¡°Charlene.¡±


    Suppressing the restless feeling in her heart, Charlene began to cry andin. ¡°Is what Ms.


    McKinnon told me true, Brendan? Are you really going to leave me? I know that it was my fault for


    causing Bliss¡¯ death. I didn¡¯t manage my subordinates properly. I will take the punishment willingly if


    you wish, but please don¡¯t ever ignore me! I¡¯m really scared!¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m not ignoring you.¡± Brendan watched Deirdre eating the pasta slowly and walked to the other side.


    before he said, ¡°You¡¯re overthinking this.¡±


    ¡°Really?¡± Charlene sobbed. ¡°Then why won¡¯t you take my calls and why are you with Ms. McKinnon? I


    waited for you in the office for a long time, and the food I specifically prepared for you all morning is


    cold. now. Before Ms. McKinnon picked up my call, had you been nning on ignoring me from now


    on? Do you hate me?¡±


    Charlene¡¯s pressure made him appear agitated. He did not wish to confront Charlene at this exact


    moment for some unknown reason.


    He had yet toe up with an excuse to convince himself to believe that the woman who had risked


    her life by running into the fire to save him in the past would kill a dog so cruelly.


    Had Deirdre not found the evidence, Charlene would have never cared about the countless grievances


    Deirdre had endured.

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    At that thought, Brendan was having trouble concealing his agitation. He had to calm himself down for


    a moment before he said, ¡°I don¡¯t have any urgent matters to attend to today, so I¡¯m back home to rest.


    Don¡¯t overthink the situation.¡±


    He ended the call concisely. Charlene clenched her teeth and swept away all the items on the table out


    of anger after seeing her phone¡¯s dark screen.


    ¡®Deirdre! Deirdre! Screw you, Deirdre!


    ¡®If it was not for Deirdre, Brendan and I would have already consummated our rtionship yesterday


    night and perhaps I might have already been pregnant with Brendan¡¯s baby. But Deirdre had to destroy


    everything for me!¡±


    ¡°I want you dead, b*tch!¡±


    After venting her anger frantically, Charlene turned around to find the assistant standing at the door,


    looking embarrassed. A look of surprise shed past her expression.


    The assistant suppressed her shock when her eyes met Charlene¡¯s and forced a faint smile. ¡°Are you


    alright, Ms. McKinney? I heard noise in the office earlier and I thought it was the mouse that I found


    some time ago.¡±


    ¡°Yes, it was.¡± Charlene smoothened her hair and smiled apologetically. ¡°I saw the mouse on the table


    and it startled me. I¡¯m sorry for messing up the room.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s fine.¡± The assistant said, ¡°It¡¯s good that the mouse didn¡¯t scare you too badly. You can leave


    everything for me to clean up.¡±


    ¡°Hmm, sure.¡± Charlene left, holding the food container, but she stopped for a moment when she


    reached the door and said, ¡°Ms. Scott, Brendan doesn¡¯t like it when someone messes up his things.


    Please don¡¯t tell him about this incident. Otherwise, it will affect our rtionship, which won¡¯t be


    beneficial for anyone.¡± ¡°Of course, of course. Don¡¯t worry about that, Ms. McKinney. It¡¯s just a trivial


    matter, so it¡¯s not necessary to let him know about it.¡±


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    Charlene walked out of the office with a smile. Her smile faded when she got in the elevator, and she


    pulled out her phone to make a call, her eyes tainted with coldness.


    ¡°Hey, have someone monitor Deirdre and inform me as soon as she is alone. I would like to talk to her


    privately. Also, get rid of Ms. Scott, Brendan¡¯s assistant at thepany, for me.¡± 1


    Brendan returned to the dining table after ending the conversation and saw that Deirdre had already


    finished half of the pasta in the bowl.


    He could see that her appetite was big, as he had cooked quite arge portion of pasta. His initially


    cold expression turned normal, and he got himself a te from the kitchen so he could share some of


    Deirdre¡¯s pasta.


    Deirdre was stunned upon sensing his actions.


    She knew that Brendan was not ustomed to sharing food because she remembered Brendan


    sharing


    a portion of his food with brand-new cutlery when he had been with Charlene once.


    ¡°What¡¯s going on? Eating?¡±


    Brendan was unconcerned. He ate slowly and found that the food had a delicate vor but was not too


    nd either.


    Deirdre stopped herself from overthinking and got up from the chair after she finished her food.


    Before she headed upstairs, Brendan caught her off guard by saying, ¡°Deirdre, my offer topensate


    you still stands.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s footsteps halted to a stop. She could not understand why Brendan would suddenly bring that


    up, but he said, ¡°I¡¯ve already sent someone to look for doctors specializing in infertility treatment.


    There¡¯s still a chance that you might get pregnant. You could be a mother after your body has


    recuperated.¡±


    Deirdre was shocked and felt her blood rushing through the veins in her body frantically. She bit her


    lower lip abruptly and said, ¡°It¡¯s fine, I don¡¯t want that!¡±


    Brendan furrowed his eyebrows. ¡°I don¡¯t believe that you would want to lose your chance of bing


    al mother so easily, which is why I¡¯m trying to help you!¡±


    ¡®Help me?


    ¡®Am I supposed to thank you for that?¡±


    ¡°What¡¯s going to happen when my body recuperates? Am I supposed to have a child?¡±

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    It was what Brendan wanted indeed. However, he was puzzled and displeased by Deirdre¡¯s attitude.


    ¡°Yes, you¡¯re going to bear a child,¡± Brendan said in a calm tone. ¡°I refuse to believe that you don¡¯t want


    a child!¡±


    Deirdre took a deep breath because she felt suffocated. ¡°Whose child am I going to bear? Yours?¡±


    ¡°Who else¡¯s?¡± Brendan¡¯s voice turned nonchnt abruptly, as if he was doubting Deirdre. His dark


    eyes. turned cold as well. ¡°Who else do you want to have a child with other than me?¡±


    Deirdre wanted tough but could not bring herself tough after feeling the acid reflux in her throat.


    Brendan had destroyed her first child and her ability to be a mother, yet he imed that he would


    help her seek treatment as if he was doing charity. ¡®Does he think that doing this will offset his guilt and


    the hardships that I¡¯ve endured?¡±


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    She had to push her tongue against her teeth with great effort to stop herself from asking him to leave,


    yet her body was still shaking. She looked in the direction of the dining table with bloodshot eyes and


    said, ¡°I don¡¯t want to!¡±


    ¡°What did you say?¡±


    ¡°I said I don¡¯t want to!¡± Deirdre roared. ¡°I would rather not have a child for the rest of my life than have.


    you hire someone to treat me!¡±


    ¡°Why are you acting like a mad person!¡± Brendan got up from his seat swiftly and frowned deeply. ¡°So


    were you putting on an act for me when you bawled so profusely the other day? Or do you just not


    want to have my child? If you don¡¯t, whose child do you want to bear? Sterling¡¯s? Or Sam¡¯s, whom


    you¡¯ve recently. seduced?¡±


    He sneered coldly, feeling so furious that his fists were clenched tighter and tighter. He said, ¡°Deirdre,


    this is up to you. You can either get a divorce immediately, or you must get yourself treated so you can


    bear a child for the Brighthalls!¡±


    He did not say ¡®me¡¯ but ¡®the Brighthalls¡¯. Hence, Brendan had not wanted a child of his own from the


    start


    but he did want an heir.


    Deirdre teared up fromughing too hard. ¡°Brendan, I will never bear your child. I will never give birth to


    a bastard without a father or mother!¡±


    She emphasized the word ¡®bastard¡¯.


    Brendan¡¯s dark pupils were shaking from anger. He stepped forward swiftly and clutched her lower


    jaw.¡± What did you say, Deirdre!¡±


    Deirdre said in an extremely determined tone, ¡°I said that I will never bear your bastard!¡±


    ¡°Are you trying to get yourself killed!¡± Brendan flung her away, his Icy face filled with savage-looking


    anger at that very moment.


    ¡®Bastard?


    ¡°How could she call our child a bastard? Would she only consider a child with Sterling a product of


    love?¡±


    Deirdre fell on the steps and teared up from the pain. However, she kept her teeth tightly clenched and


    stubbornly refused to make a sound.


    Brendan became even more infuriated. He pulled up Deirdre with one arm and threatened her through


    tightly-clenched teeth. ¡°Deirdre, I don¡¯t care if you want it, and you don¡¯t have a choice either. Even if


    it¡¯s a bastard, it¡¯s still going to be my bastard!¡±


    He loosened his grip and left angrily upon saying that, leaving Deirdre, whose entire body was icy, in


    the spacious living room. Even though it was just autumn, she felt as if she was trapped in an ice cer.


    The next day, a doctor came to the vi. He was rather surprised by the sight of Deirdre but he did not


    express too much astonishment thanks to his fine upbringing. He immediately introduced himself by


    saying, ¡°Hello, Ms. McKinnon. I¡¯m the doctor assigned by Mr. Brighthall to treat you.¡±


    Deirdre sat on the sofa without moving.


    The doctor was not discouraged by Deirdre¡¯sck of response and took it upon himself to examine


    Deirdre and prescribe the medication needed.


    It did not take long before he gave her liquid medication. The medication emitted a pungent, bitter


    smell, and just the smell of it could cause a patient difort.


    The doctor said with a smile, ¡°Don¡¯t worry, Ms. McKinnon. I¡¯ve already read through your report, and


    your condition is not so serious that it¡¯s untreatable. I¡¯ve treated plenty of patients like you, and they


    made a full recovery and gave birth to children in the end.¡±

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    ¡°You only need toply with my treatment and take the liquid medication.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s empty eyes finally moved once. Her soft lips parted to blurt out, ¡°Leave.¡±


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    ¡°Ms. McKinnon¡­ You really don¡¯t need to be so sad because you¡¯re going to be pregnant again¡­


    Deirdre stretched out her hand to knock over the medication cup and the warm water. She didn¡¯t feel


    anything, even though the warm water sshed her hand. She red at the doctor with bloodshot


    eyes. and said, ¡°I told you to leave! Can you hear me? I won¡¯t take the medication!¡±


    The doctor was stunned for a moment but he noticed Deirdre¡¯s hand soon enough. Your hand is hurt,


    Ms.


    McKinnon!¡±


    ¡°Leave!¡±


    The doctor had no idea what to do against her resistance, so he could only call up Brendan to report


    the situation.


    Brendan left an important meeting halfway and found Deirdre sitting on the sofa as soon as he entered


    the house. There was a mess on the rug, and Deirdre¡¯s hand, the one she had used to protect herself,


    was already swollen and red from blisters.


    ¡®She would actually go this far not to bear my child¡±


    Brendan felt a knot in the pit of his stomach and ineffable pain in his chest. The old Deirdre would have


    regarded this as a huge privilege, right?¡±


    ¡°Deirdre, why are you acting like a mad person again? Is it because you think I¡¯m being too kind to


    you?!¡± He moved closer to Deirdre, speaking through tightly-clenched teeth.


    Deirdre was still unresponsive, just like before, but she kept her body tense with great effort.


    Brendan asked the doctor, ¡°Do you have any more medication?¡±


    ¡°Yes, I do!¡± answered the doctor in a haste. There was still some liquid medication, but it was mixed


    with the sediment found at the bottom of the bottle, so it would be too bitter. He was worried that


    Deirdre


    would not be able to ept the taste, so he had not served the rest.


    ¡°Serve it!¡±


    The doctor served the medication, and Brendan pushed the cup close to Deirdre¡¯s lips and said, ¡°Take


    it!¡±


    His gaze was icy, and he uttered word by word, ¡°Unless you don¡¯t wish to meet your mother again for


    the rest of your life!¡±


    Deirdre finally responded by looking in Brendan¡¯s direction. There was intense hatred in her seemingly


    empty gaze.


    She wanted to kill the man before her so badly.


    ¡°What are you still waiting for? Do you want me to feed it to you?¡± Brendan red at Deirdre¡¯s face as


    he argued with her.


    Deirdre took the medication shakily and took a sip.


    She choked on the liquid abruptly after taking one sip, and her eyes began tearing up frantically. It felt


    as if the bitterness in her mouth was coursing through her veins along with her blood, and she was


    gagging constantly due to the unbearable difort.


    Brendan furrowed his eyebrows. He did notment further while Deirdre had a second and a third


    sip.


    The doctor still found it unbelievable when Deirdre finished the medication. Deirdre had actually


    finished. the medication without a singleint even though it was many times more bitter than


    bitter gourd¡­


    ¡°Have some candy, Ms. McKinnon!¡± The doctor hastily gave her the candy he had prepared in


    advance.


    Deirdre refused to open her mouth, but Brendan stuffed the candy into her mouth after forcefully


    opening it.


    Then, Brendan asked, ¡°Do you have anything for the burn?¡±


    ¡°Yes!¡±


    Brendan dressed the burn injury on her hand personally. He had a hold on Deirdre, and that was why


    Deirdre surrendered herself to him without struggling.


    By the time everything was done, Brendan¡¯s phone, which had been ced on the table, had already


    rung countless times. He took the call and said impatiently, ¡°I know, I¡¯ming over at once.¡±


    He got up and took a nce at Deirdre once again. He felt uneasy to see the calmness on Deirdre¡¯s


    face. Soon, he said, ¡°Deirdre, the child won¡¯t be a bastard if you¡¯re willing to behave yourself.¡±


    Even though the woman was not pure-minded, he would provide the best life for her because they had


    known each other for a long time, as well as because she was Charlene¡¯s scapegoat.


    A few days passed and Deirdre became more obedient. Other than taking her medication, she would


    stay in her room and spend the day absentmindedly.

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    She was left all alone in the vi that particr afternoon, as the doctor had coincidentally left to


    purchase something for the prescription.


    She was bored of staying in the room, so she felt her way downstairs. She heard noise from outside as


    soon as she got to the living room and assumed that the doctor was back. Then, she heard the sound


    of high heels clicking on the tiles, approaching her.


    Charlene showed up at the door arrogantly, and Deirdre could feel her hatred even from a few meters


    away.


    Deirdre did not find it surprising In fact, she felt that Charlene waste to see her.


    She ignored Charlene and leaned back on the sofa. Charlene sneered upon smelling the pungent smell


    in the air. ¡°Why does the house smell so strongly of medication? Deirdre, are you dying?¡±


    There was no one else around them, so Charlene had spoken in a harsh tone.


    Deirdre answered nonchntly. ¡°I¡¯m sorry for disappointing you, Ms. McKinney. I won¡¯t be dying


    anytime soon. The medication prescribed to me will help me get pregnant Brendan hired a doctor to


    treat me, and I heard that the medication is very effective. You can have a taste if you like.¡±


    ¡°What?¡±


    Charlene¡¯s beautiful eyes widened, and her delicately pretty face was shocked.


    ¡®Brendan assigned a doctor toe here and treat Deirdre specifically just because Deirdre has been


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    ¡®What is he trying to do!


    ¡®It is very difficult for me to meet Brendan these days as it is!¡±


    ¡°You¡¯re lying! How is your infertility any of Brendan¡¯s business?¡± Charlene calmed downpletely


    after a brief moment and sneered in contempt. ¡°Deirdre, I know your position in Brendan¡¯s heart better


    than you! Brendan knows that I am the one who disemboweled and dismembered your puppy yet he


    still chose to forgive me willingly. This signifies that I¡¯m his first choice to be his wife, so why would he


    care if an insignificant woman is capable of bing pregnant?¡±


    Before Deirdre could answer, Charlene said with a twisted expression, ¡°Even if he does care about


    your fertility, it¡¯s only because of my health, which makes it inconvenient to get pregnant. After all, the


    Brighthalls need an heir!¡±


    Deirdre was stunned for a moment when she heard Charlene¡¯s remark clearly. She then realized


    instantly why Brendan insisted on getting her pregnant.


    ¡®It¡¯s no wonder he cares about my infertility. It¡¯s because Charlene cannot get pregnant.


    ¡®He wants me to go through pregnancy for ten months and risk my life inbor so I can give birth to a


    child who will address Charlene as mommy.¡±


    At the thought of the man making a convincing remark for her own good, Deirdre clenched her fists


    tightly and could not help trembling from anger!


    Charlene stared at Deirdre¡¯s changed expression and curled her red lips into a smirk. ¡°Why, Deirdre?


    Could you have such a wild imagination that you thought that Brendan would want to have a child with


    you?¡±


    Charlene bantered recklessly while Deirdre grew disappointed.


    ¡®I do not have a wild imagination but I still find how heartless that man can be totally amusing.


    ¡®Why didn¡¯t I realize that in the past?¡±


    ¡°Yikes. Frankly, Brendan has always wanted to have a child with me, but I can¡¯t because I haven¡¯t


    gone. through fertility treatment. He can¡¯t bear to see me suffering through the treatment so¡­ But don¡¯t


    worry, Deirdre. I will treat the child that you¡¯ll carry for ten months like my own biological child¡­¡±


    ¡°Are you done?¡± Deirdre suppressed her anger and looked at Charlene. ¡°It seems that you¡¯ve forgotten.


    something, Ms. McKinnon. Brendan and I are still married. Even if we do get pregnant, the child will not


    be rted to you in the slightest! Plus, shouldn¡¯t Brendan arrange for a doctor to treat you if you¡¯re


    unwell? He¡¯s trying everything just to get me pregnant, when you still can¡¯t have a child of your own,


    Ms. McKinney. Shouldn¡¯t you pity yourself? What¡¯s there to be proud of?¡±


    Charlene¡¯s expression changed drastically. Deirdre had actually be sharp-tongued after winning.


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    However¡­


    A momentter, Charlene¡¯s gaze turned sharp and her lips curled into a smirk in delight.


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    Would Deidre still be so sharp-tongued when she found out about that matter?


    Charlene looked forward to that very much.


    Deirdre could not be bothered to beat about the bush anymore, so she turned around and headed


    upstairs after she finished her sentence.


    ¡°Hold on, Ms. McKinnon!¡± Charlene beamed widely and said, ¡°Don¡¯t be in such a rush to leave. There¡¯s


    something else that I wanted to tell you when I decided toe here today.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s fine.¡± Deirdre continued to walk up the stairs.


    Charlene spoke slowly as she said, ¡°Are you sure it¡¯s fine? This is rted to your mother.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s footsteps halted to a stop. ¡®Mother?¡¯


    Even though she knew that nothing good would evere out of Charlene¡¯s mouth, Deirdre still could


    not help stopping because she wanted information rted to her mother so badly.


    Brendan had always kept a very tight lid on that. Despite speaking to her mother¡¯s attending physician


    on the phone the other day, she knew nothing.


    She turned her head and said, ¡°What is it?¡±


    Charlene¡¯s red lips curled up into a proud smile. ¡°It¡¯s hard for me to exin this, so I¡¯ll just have to


    something.¡±


    you listen


    She tapped on the voice clip she had prepared on her phone. Apanied by a buzzing electrostatic


    noise, a voice said, ¡°A middle-aged woman fell to death from the third floor of East Neve¡¯s Prunus


    Estate vi, unit 209, recently.¡±


    There was confusion in Deirdre¡¯s eyes. ¡®East Neve¡¯s Prunus Estate vi, unit 209¡­ Why does this


    address sound so familiar¡­¡±


    The voice clip continued to y. ¡°It is said that the woman had a mental illness and slipped and fell


    identally when no one was home¡­¡±


    ¡®Mental illness?¡¯


    All of a sudden, Deirdre¡¯s mind went nk and her expression turned extremely unpleasant instantly.


    ¡°That¡¯s impossible¡­ That¡¯s impossible!¡± She ran over and tugged on Charlene¡¯s arm. ¡°What kind of


    wild tales are you cooking up again! Charlene McKinney, I¡¯m warning you not to joke about my


    mother¡¯s life! She used to live in Prunus Estate in the past but she doesn¡¯t live there anymore! How


    could she have fallen to death there!¡±


    Charlene looked at Deirdre¡¯s confused, emotional expression and smiled wider. ¡°I forgot to tell you that


    this news was broadcast a year ago, Deirdre. On the day you were released from prison. Your mother


    fell to her death, and her corpse was kept in the morgue at the time. No one imed her. It¡¯s a pity that


    you¡¯re blind, or I could show you the photos.¡±


    Deirdre felt her heart wrench in pain and attempted to calm herself with great effort. ¡°Do you think I¡¯ll


    believe your nonsense? My mother is still alive!¡±


    ¡°Have you considered why you haven¡¯t met your mother after one and a half years if she is still alive?


    Has


    Brendan ever set up a meeting between you two?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s pupils were shaking frantically. ¡°That is¡­ That is because my mother is still receiving


    treatment!¡±


    Charlene sniggered. ¡°Deirdre, why would you believe a lie that he made up to deceive you? My voice


    clip. was released by the most reliable news reporter. Ophelia is dead!¡±


    ¡°Shut up!¡± Deirdre threw herself at Charlene and pinned her on the ground before clutching her throat


    tightly. There was no telling where she mustered the strength to do so. Her eyes were bloodshot as she


    said, ¡°Shut up! I won¡¯t believe a word thates out of your mouth! You¡¯re a malicious dog killer! What


    can¡¯t you do? You killed Bliss and now you¡¯re trying to fabricate my mother¡¯s death. Die, Charlene!¡±


    Anger amplified Deirdre¡¯s strength instantly.


    Charlene was panic-stricken, as the feeling of suffocation was growing stronger. Then, the person


    guarding the vi came in and shoved away Deirdre in a haste.


    ¡°Ms. McKinney? Are you okay?¡± He helped Charlene to her feet quickly.

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    Chapter 179 I Would Like to See Her at Once


    Charlene¡¯s face was green and purple. She had almost fainted, and her lips were trembling.


    Deirdre still wanted to throw herself at Charlene but she was stopped by the man. Charlene said,


    ¡°Haven¡¯t you wondered why Brendan refuses to let you see Ophelia, Deirdre?! It¡¯s because she is


    dead, of course! Her corpse has been burned to ashes! Hence, you won¡¯t be meeting a dead person no


    matter how obedient you are. You may ask Brendan personally if you don¡¯t believe me and see how he


    answers you!¡±


    Upon saying that, Deirdre knew that time was running out, so she turned around and left with the man.


    Deirdre sat on the rug by herself and felt icy coldness spreading through her body. There was


    confusion. and fear in her eyes when she muttered to herself, ¡°It can¡¯t be¡­ It can¡¯t be¡­¡±


    ¡°Brendan promised me that he would let my mother off if I agreed to be the scapegoat. How is she


    dead?


    How?¡±


    She attempted to convince herself over and over again, yet her mind was filled with past events


    constantly.


    It seemed as if Brendan had been very resistant every time she had brought up Ophelia and he would


    make up countless excuses. He would not even let her listen to Ophelia¡¯s voice¡­


    Deirdre¡¯s entire body was shaking. The doctor returned and found Deirdre sitting on the icy floor by


    herself. He let go of the things in his hands.


    ¡°Ms. McKinnon, why are you sitting on the floor? Your body is weak, so you shouldn¡¯t expose yourself


    to the cold!¡± He looked anxious as he was about to help Deirdre to her feet.


    The moment he touched Deirdre¡¯s arm, Deirdre grabbed his hand abruptly and said with bloodshot


    eyes,¡± Where¡¯s Brendan?¡±


    ¡°Mr. Brighthall?¡± The doctor paused for a moment and said, ¡°He is on a business trip to Eastgene and


    he will be back in three days.¡±


    ¡°Three days?¡±


    Deirdre could not bear to wait anymore. She said, ¡°Please call Mr. Brighthall at once. I have something


    to


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    ask him!¡±


    The doctor could sense that something was off about Deirdre and that she was unstable. Hence, her


    could only agree to help her by calling Brendan.


    The first call was not picked up, and neither was the second call.


    The doctor said, ¡°Ms. McKinnon, perhaps Mr. Brighthall is still busy. Why don¡¯t we wait a while?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s eyes were unfocused. She bit her lower lip tightly and said, ¡°Call him until he picks up!¡±


    Her ears were humming. She was scared, terrified, and restless. She needed an answer urgently to


    comfort herself.


    The doctor could only call over and over again. Fortunately, his call was picked up in the end. Brendan


    sounded fatigued and impatient when he said, ¡°What happened? Why are you calling me constantly?¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s Ms. McKinnon¡­ She would like to talk to you.¡±


    The doctor passed the phone to Deirdre, and she took it. Her hands were shaky, her lips were pale,


    and her eyes were moist with despair and conflicting emotions. ¡°It¡¯s me, Brendan ¡±


    It was the first time Deirdre had taken the initiative to call him, but her voice was filled with fear.


    Brendan


    could feel that something was off, so he gestured with his hand for the people in his surroundings to


    quieten down.


    ¡°What¡¯s going on?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s eyes were red with tears. ¡°I would like to see Ophelia now. At once. Immediately!¡±


    The determination in her tone stunned Brendan. He furrowed his eyebrows and said, ¡°What are you


    concocting this time, Deirdre? Didn¡¯t the attending physician tell you that your mother is ill and you can¡¯t


    meet her yet?¡±


    ¡°Is it because she is ill? Or because she¡¯s dead?!¡± Deirdre clenched her teeth tightly, tears streaming


    down her face frantically.


    Brendan was stunned while Deirdre roared in rage, ¡°Tell me! Give me an answer! Is it because she is ill


    or because she¡¯s dead!¡±


    ¡°Who told you that?¡± Brendan calmed himself with great effort and said in a deep voice, ¡°Where did you


    get that? Who told you that your mother is dead?¡±

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    Chapter 180 I Want to See Her in Person if She Is Alive and I Want to See Her Corpse if She Is Dead!


    ¡°You only need to answer me if my mother is still alive or not!¡± Deirdre was having an emotional


    breakdown. Her tears seeped into her mouth, and she could taste their bitterness. ¡°Brendan! You


    promised! You promised me that you¡¯d take care of my mother if I agreed to be Charlene¡¯s scapegoat!


    If anything bad has happened to her, I will hate you for the rest of my life!¡±


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    Brendan¡¯s mood was affected, and his breathing pattern changed as well. His voice sounded cold


    when he said, ¡°No! Ophelia is still well and safe in the hospital! Deirdre, stop believing hearsay and


    learn to think in every situation. If Ophelia was dead, she¡¯d be dead. Why would I lie to you about that?¡±


    Deirdre sobbed soundlessly and shook her head. She was almost hysterical. ¡°I don¡¯t know¡­¡±


    She had no idea why Brendan would need to lie to her, yet she had no choice but to believe the voice


    clip after everything that had happened recently.


    ¡°Since you im that she is still alive, I would like to meet her now.¡±


    ¡°That would be impossible!¡± Brendan denied her request with a stern voice. He then exined with a


    frown, ¡°Deirdre, hasn¡¯t the attending physician exined this to you clearly? Ophelia can¡¯t meet you


    now. Do you want Ophelia¡¯s illness to deteriorate because she¡¯ll get emotional after meeting you?¡±


    Deirdre did not want that, of course. However, she did not wish to be controlled by his excuse anymore.


    ¡®I want to see her in person if she is alive and I want to see her corpse if she is dead!¡±


    ¡°I¡¯ve already been disfigured, and my face has changed. If you and I don¡¯t tell her, she won¡¯t recognize


    me even if she meets me.¡± Deirdre felt her corbone area tense up and suppressed the urge to cry.


    ¡°You only need to bring her to the vi and let me talk to her for a while. As long as I can confirm that


    she is still alive¡­ Brendan, I will agree to do anything for you¡­¡±


    In the end, she was begging him.


    She had lost everything, so she did not wish to lose thest family member in her life.


    Brendan was overwhelmed with emotions and felt like his chest was weighed down so much that he


    almost blurted out the truth.


    ¡®But wouldn¡¯t Deirdre lose the hope to live if I told her the truth?¡±


    His mind went nk. On his right, Sam came and told Brendan that the guests were waiting in the


    boardroom. Brendan figured out something and said coldly, ¡°I will let you meet your mother, but not


    today. We will discuss this more when I¡¯m back in Neve.¡±


    Upon saying that, Brendan ended the conversation rashly without giving Deirdre the chance to


    respond. This was precisely why the final ounce of hope in Deirdre¡¯s heart was diminished.


    She knew Brendan all too well, and he would act rashly if he was avoiding something.


    Deirdre bit her lower lip so tightly that her lips cracked and blood seeped out. Her bloodshot eyes were


    filled with despair, and she was making an agonizing, sad howl in her throat.


    The doctor was startled ¡°Ms. McKinnon¡­ Don¡¯t hurt yourself. You can discuss this further when Mr.


    Brighthall is back. If there¡¯s anything wrong, he will most certainly be able to solve it for you.¡±


    Deirdre could not hear anymore. She stood up and walked upstairs. holding the handrail numbly with


    her remaining energy. Her emaciated body looked like a ruined doll as she walked up the stairs step by


    step.


    The doctor was relieved and proceeded to deal with the aftermath. He had never seen Deirdre head


    straight to the third floor without stopping on the second floor..


    There was a huge balcony on the third floor that had been built so Charlene could breathe the freshest


    air back when she had beenatose.


    The vi had been built on a supreme plot, and it was said that one could have a wide view of the


    beautiful scenery from the third floor..


    Deirdre had never seen it with her own eyes but she could feel the wind blowing against her from all


    directions now as she stepped on the icy tiles. She felt calm for a brief moment.

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    She believed that she would not end up the way she had when she had fallen from the second floor if


    she jumped from here.


    She had broken a few ribs but she had lived and been discharged from the hospital previously. She


    would die if she were to fall from this floor.


    However, Deirdre did not feel an ounce of fear in her heart as she felt the wind. She stepped over and


    sat on the ledge easily, her feet hanging in the air.


    It felt as if she had traveled back in time while ying with the water in the pond of the slums. She felt


    more joyous and rxed than she had ever felt before.


    The doctor noticed that something was off and came rushing to the third floor. His expression turned


    pale with fear. ¡°Ms. McKinnon! Don¡¯t do anything rash! Come down here, quick!¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯te near me.¡± Deirdre turned her head, her hair blowing in the wind, her gaze so empty that


    the sight of her was pitiful. ¡°I will jump if you take one step closer to me!¡±


    The doctor was almost in tears, as no one would be able to save her life if she fell from that ce.


    He attempted to console Deirdre with all his might. ¡°I won¡¯te closer, I won¡¯te closer! However,


    this is not a game, Ms. McKinnon. If you like the wind, I¡¯ll take you for a stroll outside. It¡¯s too


    dangerous here. What will happen to you if you fall?¡±


    ¡°What will happen if I fall?¡± Deirdre was stunned for a moment. Then, she smiled and answered, ¡°I¡¯ll


    die, of course. However, Dr. Ginger, do you think I¡¯m scared of death? How am I any different from a


    dead man. when I¡¯m living like this?¡±


    She spoke nonchntly at a speed that was not too fast or too slow. It seemed as if she would be


    utterly fearless if she fell off the vi the next moment.


    Dr. Ginger¡¯s back was drenched in sweat when he heard that, and his facial muscles were shaking.


    ¡°Don¡¯t do that to yourself, Ms. McKinnon. There are always people you care about in this world!¡±


    The words stabbed Deirdre¡¯s heart, and she teared up fromughing.


    ¡®People I care about? One of the people I care about had his future ruined by Brendan, and the other


    one¡¯s life is uncertain. Who else could I care about at this point?¡±


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    ¡°You don¡¯t need to try to convince me. Call Brendan and make him bring my mother to meet me at


    once.¡± Deirdre touched the ice-cold stone ledge. ¡°Otherwise, I won¡¯t get down.¡±


    ¡°Sure, sure, sure! You must stay there, Ms. McKinnon. I will call Mr. Brighthall at once!¡±


    The call was picked up, and Dr. Ginger briefed Brendan on the situation. Brendan pulled a long face


    and instructed Dr. Ginger to put the call on speaker.


    ¡°Deirdre! Have you lost your mind?! You¡¯re actually threatening me with your life?! Get down quickly!¡±


    Brendan roared in rage and heard the howling wind on the other end of the line. He could tell that the


    wornan was standing on the balcony.


    At the thought of the openness of that area, he could not help shivering once.


    Deirdre appeared to be immune to Brendan¡¯s anger. She chuckled and said, ¡°To be honest, I must¡¯ve


    lost my mind a long time ago, Brendan. If I hadn¡¯t lost my mind, I would have known that you¡¯ve been


    keeping


    me in the dark


    you that ¡°Who¡¯s trying to keep you in the dark, huh!¡± Brendan could not exin his agitation. ¡°I told


    Ophelia is still alive, didn¡¯t I? Wait for me to return when I¡¯m done with everything here¡­¡±


    ¡°That¡¯s enough. I don¡¯t want to listen to your lies anymore!¡± Deirdre lowered her gaze, and her


    expression could not be seen anymore. ¡°I begged you to let Ophelia say ¡®happy birthday¡¯ to me on my


    birthday, and you refused to do that¡­ Brendan, I won¡¯t be foolish anymore. I won¡¯t get down if you


    don¡¯t bring Ophelia. If I fall off identally and die, that¡¯ll be great too. Then, you¡¯ll fulfill your wish to


    marry Charlene.¡± Upon saying that, Deirdre ignored Brendan. Brendan felt his heart wrench in pain


    when he heard her ¡®fall off and die¡¯ remark. He felt a mixture of agitation and restlessness and wished


    that he could hop on a ne to head back to Neve immediately.


    Sam opened the door of the boardroom, his expression solemn. ¡°Mr. Brighthall, you interrupted the


    meeting twice, and the other party is already very displeased. They demand that you get back at


    once¡­¡±

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    ¡°I have something important to attend to. Postpone the meeting!¡±


    Sam was stunned, and his face turned pale. ¡°Mr. Brighthall! You¡¯ve been after this project for more than


    six months¡­¡±


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    ¡°I said, postpone it! Get me flight tickets immediately! We¡¯re going back to Neve!¡±


    Sam had also noticed that something was off. ¡°What¡¯s going on in Neve?¡±


    ¡°Deirdre is threatening tomit suicide on the third floor of the vi.¡±


    He wanted to hop on a flight to return to Neve, but doing so was not as simple as he thought it would


    be. There was no avable flight now, and the earliest flight would take off at midnight.


    He would need to wait five more hours.


    Forget about five hours. Deirdre might not necessarily be able to withstand three hours in the cold wind


    given her health condition.


    Brendan could only arrange for a private jet, so more than two hours had already passed by the time


    he arrived in Neve. He ran through all the red lights on the way home and found the woman¡¯s


    emaciated. figure on the third floor when he reached the courtyard.


    Her white dress was blowing in the wind, her eyes were shut, and her face was ghastly pale and numb


    from the cold. However, she kept her body stubbornly still.


    Brendan felt his back get drenched in cold sweat and went running upstairs, gritting his teeth. He


    bumped into Dr. Ginger and grabbed his shoulders tightly while he roared in a rage, ¡°What the heck is


    wrong with you! You actually allowed her to go to the third floor?!¡±


    Dr. Ginger was almost in tears. ¡°I didn¡¯t know that there was such a dangerous spot on the third floor¡­¡±


    ¡°Why don¡¯t you pull her off the ledge then? Can¡¯t you handle a blind person?¡±


    Dr. Ginger pulled a long face. ¡°I tried to, but Ms. McKinnon¡¯s hearing is very sensitive. She would pull.


    herself forward whenever I tried to move closer to her, so how could I dare pull her off the ledge?!¡±


    Brendan¡¯s head was dizzy from anger, and his body broke out in ayer of thin sweat.


    ¡°Deirdre, you¡¯ll stop at nothing, huh? You¡¯re not even scared of death, huh?¡±


    He ran upstairs to the third-floor room and, from his point of view, there was only blue sky in front of the


    woman. Brendan had no idea if it was due to the strong, cold wind in the surroundings but he


    shuddered in the cold involuntarily.


    ¡°Deirdre¡± He was about to lose his temper. ¡°Get away from there!¡±


    Deirdre opened her eyes, her body already numb. She asked, ¡°Where¡¯s Ophelia? Did you bring her


    with you?¡±


    Brendan could not bring her, of course Should he have dug her corpse out of the grave?


    Even if he had, there would only have been bones and ashes left.


    ¡°I told you that Ophelia is.


    ¡°There you go again¡± Deirdre¡¯s voice sounded extremely calm, yet there was disappointment and


    fearlessness in her gaze. She stared in Brendan¡¯s direction with empty eyes. ¡°Brendan, can you speak


    the truth for once? Do you think that I¡¯ll still believe you after all this time?¡±


    Her lips were trembling, and she was holding back tears as she dered, ¡°Ophelia is dead, right?¡±


    Brendan felt his heart wrench in pain.


    He did not speak, but Deirdre¡¯s eyes were bloodshot. ¡°Brendan! Answer me! Is Ophelia dead?¡±


    Her entire body was shaking, and it felt as if the scabbed wound in her heart had ruptured in an instant.


    and blood had begun seeping out of the wound. Then, as blood surged out of her open wound, she felt


    a suffocating ache all over her chest.


    ¡°Why did you lie to me! You promised me that you¡¯d let her off if I agreed to be Charlene¡¯s scapegoat!¡±


    She was agitated, and tears were streaming down her face constantly. She shifted half of her body


    from the ledge until it was in midair.


    Brendan felt a tug in his heart and could not utter a word because he felt suffocated.


    ¡®Should I continue to deceive her? A lie is still a lie anyhow.¡¯


    He was rendered speechless.


    Deirdre shut her eyes shakily. She had lost all hope at that very moment, and her heart sank.


    Intense hatred enshrouded her body. She then took a deep breath and jumped without any hesitation.


    ¡°Deirdre!¡±


    Brendan roared hysterically, his mind going nk. He ran forward despite the feeling of hopelessness


    in his heart.


    Sam acted faster than Brendan, as he had been moving closer to the ledge constantly while Deirdre


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    Hence, Sam ran over instinctively with his arm outstretched and grabbed Deirdre¡¯s wrist the very


    moment Deirdre jumped without the slightest hesitation.


    He only discovered how absurdly skinny the woman was the moment he grabbed her wrist. She was all


    skin and bones.


    ¡°Ms. McKinnon! Give me your other hand! Quick!¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s expression, which had been filled with despair, finally changed ever so slightly when she


    heard Sam¡¯s voice, but it was only a minute change.


    Tears kept flowing out of the corners of her eyes constantly. She raised her head and said with feigned


    calmness, ¡°Sam, I treat you well usually. If you really want to do something good for me, loosen your


    grip, okay? It¡¯s too painful to live. Let me be with my mother and perform my duty as a daughter.¡±


    Sam felt an ache in his heart so painful that he could not speak. Brendan ran over with bloodshot eyes.


    and clutched Deirdre¡¯s arm tightly.


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    No one knew this, but Brendan had felt his sinking heart halt to a stop the very moment Sam had


    grabbed Deirdre. He did not doubt that he would have descended into a boundless hell for the rest of


    his life if


    Deirdre had fallen.


    ¡°Sam, grab Deirdre¡¯s other hand!¡± he ordered.


    Deirdre was struggling with all her might. There was no telling where she had found it, but she was


    grasping a rock in her other palm, which she used to pound at Brendan¡¯s hand frantically.


    The sharp rock cut out streaks of bloody wounds in Brendan¡¯s hand and turned the back of his hand


    into. a bloody mess instantly.


    The sharp pain made Brendan¡¯s body shake once, but he tightened his grip even more.


    Deirdre felt that andughed so hard that she teared up. ¡°Why are you trying to save me, Brendan?


    Just because you and Charlene need a child-birthing machine?¡±


    ¡°Shut up!¡± Brendan¡¯s body was tense, and his veins were bulging. ¡°It¡¯s not about that. I just want you to


    live!¡±


    He did not have the time to ponder this closely, nor did he need to do that. He had always been


    reckless and unrestrained, so he would do whatever he wanted.


    Deirdre found his remark ironic. ¡°You want me to live? If you had spared no effort to save my mother


    before she died, would she still have fallen to her death? You have everything, yet you¡¯ve taken


    everything from me, a person who has nothing left. Brendan, you deserve to die!


    ¡°I curse you to feel unrequited love for the rest of your life! May you be in so much agony that you wish


    you were dead!¡±


    Her eyes were bloodshot. Even though she could not see, her eyes were filled with hatred. She wanted


    to see this man clearly before her death so she could haunt him.


    ¡°Deirdre! What are you doing?!¡±


    Brendan could not help panicking. Deirdre¡¯s eyes were deathly still when she stretched out her other


    hand. and exerted herst ounce of energy to pry away Brendan¡¯s index and middle fingers.


    Brendan was sweating profusely as he roared, ¡°How dare you, Deirdre!¡±


    He held her hand tighter but still could not fight Deirdre¡¯s resistance. He could feel the woman¡¯s wrist


    slipping from his fingers bit by bit.


    Brendan widened his eyes and felt as if the world was moving in slow motion. He could feel Deirdre¡¯s


    fearlessness when it came to death.


    All of a sudden, Sam stretched out his hand to grab Deirdre¡¯s other arm.


    Brendan and Sam joined forces to pull Deirdre to a safe spot.


    Brendan was relieved of his pain at that very moment. He made his way to Deirdre with bloodshot


    eyes. and grabbed her shoulders. ¡°Do you know that you¡­¡±


    ¡®Almost died!


    ¡®You were almost gone from this world, Deirdre!¡¯


    Deirdre¡¯s gaze was fearless and disappointed.


    She searched for Sam and said with trembling lips, ¡°Why?¡±


    ¡°Why did you save me?¡±


    Sam shut his eyes in agony. ¡°I¡¯m sorry, Ms. McKinnon. I can¡¯t just do nothing while I watch you die.


    While there¡¯s life, there¡¯s hope.¡±

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    ¡°While there¡¯s life, there¡¯s hope?¡± This was simply the biggest irony to Deirdre.


    She had been trying to live with great effort all this time, yet in exchange for her effort, she had been


    dragged into this hell of despair.


    ¡°My mother is dead, and I¡¯ve been turned into this creature. You tell me¡­ What else is there to hope


    for?¡±


    She loathed Sam for saying ¡®while there¡¯s life, there¡¯s hope¡¯ so easily. ¡®Can¡¯t he see that all that is left of


    my life is darkness?¡±


    ¡°Are you still lying to me at this point?¡± Deirdre looked at him with hatred and despair. ¡°Why didn¡¯t you


    bring her with you if she is still alive? Brendan, does keeping me in the dark and using my mother to


    have a hold over me give you a sense of achievement?¡±


    Her hysterical episode made Brendan¡¯s eyes redden, and he felt suffocated.


    He had not wanted Ophelia to die.


    But if he were to acknowledge her death, he would not only need to admit his mistake, but Deirdre


    would lose her hope to live too. She would loathe him and defy him for the rest of her life.


    He did not wish for that to happen at all.


    ¡°I told you. Is it necessary for me to lie to you? Would it be possible to get Ophelia out of the hospital so


    she can see you within such a short time? Listen to this if you don¡¯t believe me!¡± Brendan pulled out his


    phone and said, ¡°This is a voice clip recorded and sent by the hospital.¡±


    He tapped the y button and Ophelia¡¯s aged voice came from his phone¡¯s speaker, apanied by


    electrostatic noise. ¡°My daughter? She¡¯s adorable and very kind. She just spends way too little time


    with me, and I haven¡¯t seen her around much. I miss her very much, but others keep telling me that my


    child has already grown up, so she can¡¯t keep mepany frequently. That¡¯s why I don¡¯t have the


    courage to call her. I¡¯m not asking for much. It would be nice if she came to see me when she


    remembers me¡­¡±


    The wind on the balcony was very strong, but the voiceing from the voice clip was unusually clear.


    Deirdre broke down into tears.


    Brendan said, ¡°That¡¯s Ophelia, right? You¡¯re her daughter, so you must certainly recognize her voice.¡±


    Deirdre sobbed. ¡°Is she really still alive?¡±


    Brendan¡¯s dark eyes turned darker, and his tone turned icy abruptly. ¡°I told you that I would never lie to


    you. You¡¯re the one who refused to believe me!¡±


    Sam stood aside, his expression slightly unpleasant.


    He had been on the flight too, so he was well aware of how the voice clip had been acquired. It was at


    voice recording made by Ophelia¡¯s doctor while she had still been alive. It had been unintentionally.


    recorded initially, yet it actually served a purpose now.


    But was this really good for Deirdre?


    Deirdre curled herself up, her eyes glistening


    ¡°So it turns out that Ophelia is still alive. She is still alive and well. I didn¡¯t cause her death.¡±


    ¡°Wher


    meet her then?


    Brendan furrowed his eyebrows and answered, ¡°Soon¡±


    ¡°Give me an exact time.¡± Deirdre was no fool either. She would not wait indefinitely, as she found those


    days to be tormenting.


    Brendan took a deep breath. Upon seeing Deirdre¡¯s empty gaze and the tears on her face, he


    suppressed his anger with great effort and said, ¡°I can¡¯t give you an exact time but I will arrange a


    meeting between you and Ophelia in the next two weeks.¡±


    ¡°Really?¡± Deirdre leaned on Brendan¡¯s arm, tears welling up in her eyes. ¡°Brendan, don¡¯t lie to me


    this¡­ time¡­¡±


    Deirdre copsed on the ground loudly when she uttered thatst word.


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    ¡°Deirdre!¡±


    ¡°Ms. McKinnon!¡±

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    Dr. Ginger ran over to Deirdre as well. He felt Deirdre¡¯s forehead with his hand, his expression


    unpleasant as he said hastily, ¡°Take her to the room! Ms. McKinnon¡¯s body is too weak. She can¡¯t stand


    the cold.¡±


    Brendan carried Deirdre down to her room and wrapped her body tightly in a nket. He turned on the


    heater as well. The knot in the pit of his stomach felt relieved ever so slightly when he felt the warmth


    returning to the woman¡¯s body.


    He left the rest to Dr. Ginger.


    Brendan headed outside for a smoke while Sam guarded the door. He said with difficulty when he


    noticed Brendan, ¡°Mr. Brighthall¡­¡±


    He kept his head lowered, his expression overwhelmed with emotions. He hesitated for a long time.


    before he finally said, ¡°Is Ms. McKinnon¡¯s mother¡­ still alive?¡±


    Brendan turned his head and took a cold nce at him. He had a cold, threatening look in his eyes.


    ¡°What are you trying to tell me?¡±


    Sam pursed his lips. ¡°If Ms. McKinnon¡¯s mother is not alive anymore, this lie won¡¯tst forever. It would


    be better just to get the pain over with rather than prolong the agony¡­¡±


    ¡°Better just to get the pain over with rather than prolong the agony?¡± Brendan smashed a painting on


    the wall with a punch and spoke through tightly-clenched teeth. ¡°You make it sound so simple. You can


    see Deirdre¡¯s current condition. Do you think she would still want to live if she were to find out


    everything?¡±


    When he had seen the agony in Deirdre¡¯s eyes and the way she had jumped without any hesitation


    when the only hope she¡¯d had left in this world was more loss, he had known that he could only


    continue to keep up this sickening lie.


    He would never allow Deirdre tomit suicide again. He did not wish to feel his heart skip a beat like


    it had after witnessing the earlier scene.


    ¡°Watch your tongue. You should know what you should meddle with and what you shouldn¡¯t meddle


    with, understand?¡±


    Brendan warned Sam with cold eyes. Had it not been for Deirdre¡¯s request, he might not have


    necessarily kept Sam posted there.


    Sam did not even have the courage to breathe loudly and he kept his head lowered.


    Dr. Ginger opened the door just in time to witness the scene. He could feel the oppressive ambience in


    the air and he took a step back subconsciously.


    Brendan asked, ¡°How is she?¡±


    ¡°Not that well,¡± Dr. Ginger answered frankly. ¡°It¡¯s true that her life is not at stake for the time being, but


    her health is deteriorating with time. Even if we do manage to stabilize her now, if something were to


    happen to Ms. McKinnon¡¯s health afterward, it would be the spark to the bomb of her weakened body.


    The bomb would be ignited and there would be no way out by then.¡±


    Brendan¡¯s expression turned green from anger. Dr. Ginger had already tried his best to gloss over


    Deirdre¡¯s health condition by describing it in a less serious manner. However, Brendan could feel that


    Deirdre would not be able to live long if this continued.


    ¡°Aren¡¯t you a doctor? Aren¡¯t you a wonder doctor? Everyone recognizes your outstanding practices, yet


    you can¡¯t even handle a woman? You must cure Deirdre regardless. I¡¯m willing to spend as much as it


    takes!¡±


    Dr. Ginger¡¯s expression was unpleasant, and he forced a smile with great effort. ¡°I¡¯ll do my best.¡±


    Brendan was about to walk into the room with a cold expression. He had just taken two steps forward


    when he backed away and said, ¡°Also, why did Deirdre suddenly have such a huge reaction to


    Ophelia? What happened?¡±


    He believed that the incident had been caused by something, as he¡¯d had everything under control


    prior to that.


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    Dr. Ginger furrowed his eyebrows. ¡°I¡¯m not very sure. Ms. McKinnon was still very well this morning.


    Then, I left to get something and she acted as if she had turned into someone else when I came back.


    She asked me to call you, but I don¡¯t have any further details.¡±


    ¡°Alright, understood.¡±


    Brendan suppressed the agitation in his expression, entered the room, and shut the door.


    The face and lips of the woman lying on the bed were the same color. They were as pale as paper. A


    sheen of sweat covered her forehead, and she was dreaming and muttering asionally. Brendan was


    only able to hear her when he moved closer.

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    Chapter 186 Wish I Could Choke You to Death


    It was all rted to Ophelia.


    Brendan had known how important Ophelia was to Deirdre for a long time.


    Ophelia had been sick because of Deirdre, so she had carried the heavy burden of raising Deirdre by


    herself. She had refused to marry again and taken threeborious jobs to make a living.


    Deirdre had once whispered to him, ¡°Brendan, you¡¯re the second most important person in my life.¡±


    He had been agitated at the time and he had humored her by asking with a cold face, ¡°Who¡¯s the most


    important person then?¡±


    ¡°My mother!¡± Her tiny face had blushed scarlet because she had misunderstood his reaction for


    jealousy. She had exined herself in a panic, ¡°Don¡¯t misunderstand.¡±


    ¡°What¡¯s there for me to misunderstand?¡±


    Deirdre had chuckled before falling silent. ¡°She has experienced way too many hardships for me, so I


    would die willingly for her if it meant that she¡¯d get to live to see another day.¡±


    Deirdre had assumed that she was the happiest girl in the world at the time. She had lived a perfectly


    satisfactory life after marrying him, yet she would still have died just so Ophelia could live one more


    day.


    It was apparent that Ophelia was more important to her than her own happiness.


    Hence, it would be shattering for her to find out about Ophelia¡¯s death.


    Brendan felt suffocated by the weight on his chest. One could describe him as a coward or a vile man,


    but he needed to keep this lie alive regardless.


    However, he could not think of an excuse to keep this up for two weeks.


    Brendan was exhausted from the long trip, in addition to the lingering fear of being on the brink of


    death. Hey down right away and cuddled Deirdre before he shut his eyes and rested.


    He did not expect that he would wake up the next afternoon. Brendan looked at the woman in her arms


    instinctively and found her leaning on his chest, her hair messy. Her face was no longer ghastly pale,


    but her cheeks were stained with a sickly blush. Her breathing was shallow, and she was clutching his


    clothes. restlessly in her sleep.


    Brendan was caught in a daze for a moment upon witnessing the scene.


    He could count the number of asions they had woken up together in the same bed during the past


    two years on his fingers, yet this feeling had actually aroused a sense of familiarity and sentimentality


    in him.


    A momentter, Deirdre opened her eyes in confusion. After sensing the man next to her, she said in


    an anxious tone without thinking twice, ¡°Who¡¯s there?¡±


    Brendan¡¯s face turned cold instantly.


    He pulled back his arms, flung the nket on Deirdre¡¯s body, and reached for his clothes. He said in a


    cold, mocking tone, ¡°Who else would want to lie on the same bed with you in your current state?¡±


    Deirdre was stunned for a moment. Brendan put on his jacket and looked at Deirdre¡¯s face with a cold


    gaze. He said through clenched teeth, ¡°Deirdre, do you think you¡¯re capable now? It¡¯s fine that you had


    a death wish, but you actually jumped off the building. Had Sam not grabbed you in time, you would


    have been in a morgue by now and Ophelia would be mourning her daughter¡¯s death!¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m sorry¡­¡± Deirdre¡¯sshes trembled, and she kept her head lowered. ¡°I was too impulsive.¡±


    ¡°Impulsive?¡±


    ¡®How can she summarize it all in just one word?¡¯ Brendan took a few steps forward and clutched the


    cor of her top. ¡°I wish I could choke you to death now so I could end this once and for all!¡±


    He was furious, and perhaps this was precisely why he did not put his hand on her throat. He was


    worried he might identally choke her.


    Deirdre realized that she was at fault, so she did not have the courage to talk back. She rubbed the


    fabric. of Brendan¡¯s cor while she kept quiet. Then, she said cautiously, ¡°Don¡¯t deceive me,


    Brendan¡­¡±


    ¡°What?¡± Brendan was stunned for a moment.


    ¡°She is still alive¡­ She has to be¡­¡±


    Deirdre muttered to herself. The woman that she was referring to was Ophelia.


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    Brendan felt agitated for no apparent reason and pushed away Deirdre¡¯s hand. ¡°I already yed the


    voice clip for you. You can choose whether you believe me or not. You can kill yourself now, and no


    one will stop you. However, I¡¯m telling you that I¡¯ll send everybody else that you care about your way if


    you have the courage to kill yourself!¡±

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    ¡°I won¡¯t¡­¡± Deirdre¡¯s hand was swollen from the hit. She pulled back her hand and held it with her other


    hand as she said in an airy voice, ¡°I want to live because I will only meet my mother by staying alive.¡±


    Brendan¡¯s expression was tainted with sternness when he heard that. He removed the tie that he had


    been attempting to tie around his neck but had failed due to agitation. He grabbed Deirdre¡¯s hand and


    stuffed the tie into her fingers.


    ¡°Fasten the tie for me!¡±


    Deirdre reacted when her hands felt the tie. It had already been a very long time since she had done


    this, but her movements were still extremely skillful. It was because she used to practice every day in


    the past so she could perform her duty as Mrs. Brighthall.


    Brendan waspletely unaware of that.


    The reason he made Deirdre fasten the tie was to change the topic of conversation, but he felt


    infuriated by the sight of Deirdre being so skillful with the tie.


    ¡°I suppose Sterling frequently taught you how to fasten a tie since you¡¯re so good at it.¡± He then said in


    a sarcastic tone, ¡°He¡¯s just a doctor who operates a run-down clinic. Does he need to wear a suit as


    well?¡±


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    Deirdre felt her heart wrench in pain when Brendan suddenly mentioned Sterling. She kept her gaze


    lowered and her lips shut.


    Brendan clutched her lower jaw swiftly and pressed on, continuing the interrogation. ¡°Are you mute?


    Speak!¡±


    ¡°What do you want me to say?¡± Deirdre was confused. ¡°How is this rted to Sterling? He has already


    left the city¡­¡±


    ¡®Is Brendan still going to involve Sterling in our conversation so he can mock and mess with Sterling


    every so often?¡¯


    ¡°He has left the city, but that doesn¡¯t mean that nothing happened between you two in the past.¡±


    Brendan grew more and more furious as he looked at the beautifully-fastened tie on his neck. He pulled


    it apart strenuously and red at Deirdre. ¡°Who taught you this technique?¡±


    ¡°I learned it myself¡­¡±


    Brendan sneered. ¡°I didn¡¯t know that you could still learn it as a blind person.¡±


    Deirdre bit her lower lip. ¡°I learned it by watching you fasten your tie in the past.¡±


    She used to take his tie and wrap it around the servant¡¯s neck so she could practice fastening it in the


    past, hoping that a day like this woulde.


    The day hade, yet Brendan was being extremely cynical. On the other hand, she had already lost


    any feeling of excitement in her heart.


    Brendan could not help being stunned. ¡®She learned by watching me? Does this mean that this matter


    is unrted to Sterling?


    ¡°She didn¡¯t sleep with Sterling, only to wake up the next morning to help him fasten his tie to build on


    their love daily?


    His expression rxed when these thoughts popped into his mind. He clutched Deirdre¡¯s wrist and


    said, It¡¯s good that Sterling was not a part of this. We¡¯re not divorced yet. I assure you that you won¡¯t


    have a good time if you are so eager to cheat on mel


    Deirdre did not speak. She would never have brought up anything rted to Sterling if Brendan had not


    brought him up.


    ¡°Also¡­¡± Brendan loosened his grip over her hand and said, ¡°Why were you so emotional yesterday


    that you called me and pleaded to meet Ophelia?¡±


    His eyes were narrowed, glistening with sternness and suppressed anger. ¡°Did someone tell you


    nonsense?¡±


    Deirdre suddenly remembered the voice clip yed by Charlene and felt her heart wrench in pain. She


    pursed her lips tightly and made up her mind to trust Brendan and stop having any other thoughts.


    ¡°No¡­¡±


    ¡°Why are you still trying to hide something from me?¡± Brendan could not suppress his anger. ¡°Why did


    you suddenly bring up Ophelia and think that she might be dead? Someone must have instigated this! I


    won¡¯t ever let that person off!¡± 1


    He would never let that person have a good time after exposing this matter no matter who they were.


    When she heard that, Deirdre¡¯s expression turned solemn. She knew that Charlene must have been


    well- prepared for her to show up so grandly at the vi. Brendan would not only not believe her if she


    mentioned Charlene¡¯s name, but what had happened in the past would happen again.

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    She could no longer care and she did not have the mental capacity to let herself be distracted by that


    incident. All she wanted was to meet her mother.


    ¡°Nothing happened, really. The idea urred to me all of a sudden¡­¡±


    Before she could finish her sentence, Brendan grabbed her face, exuding displeasure with his


    overbearing presence. ¡°Deirdre, are you aware that I can see that you¡¯re lying every time you do it?


    You¡¯re really disobedient, which makes me think that you just don¡¯t want to meet Ophelia again!¡±


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    Deirdre felt her heart racing, and all the blood drained from her face instantly.


    In the end, she bit her lower lip tightly and said, ¡°Brendan, would you believe me if I told you the truth?¡±


    Brendan furrowed his eyebrows subconsciously when he heard her reply. ¡°What kind of trick do you


    have up your sleeve again? If you¡¯re telling the truth, why wouldn¡¯t I believe you?¡±


    ¡°It was Charlene.¡±


    Deirdre could feel the coldness emanating from Brendan¡¯s body when she uttered that name. She


    found it ironic, but she said, ¡°She showed up suddenly the other day and told me about my mother¡¯s


    passing. That was why I had such a huge reaction that I even tried topel you with my death¡­¡±


    Brendan¡¯s dark eyes turned gloomy. He stared closely at Deirdre in hopes of seeing the tinge of


    pleasure of someone who had sessfully framed someone else on her face. However, he did not see


    such a thing. There was only calmness in her expression.


    In fact, after Brendan fell silent, Deirdre said, ¡°You can choose not to believe me and not to pursue this


    matter. You may just assume that I¡¯m lying. The matter is already over anyway.¡±


    However, Brendan knew that this matter was not over because Ophelia was already dead and he had


    to figure out a way tofort Deirdre within two weeks.


    Everything was happening precisely due to this fact.


    But had Charlene really done this? Was she really cruel enough to tell Deirdre the truth? She obviously


    knew better than anybody else the significance of this matter to him and Deirdre!


    He did not say anything but he turned around and left. In the car heading to thepany, he suddenly


    said, ¡°Let¡¯s not head to thepany for now. Drive to Charlene¡¯s ce instead.¡±


    The driver turned the car around, and the journey to Charlene¡¯s ce took a little over 10 minutes.


    Brendan got out of the car and saw that a servant had already been assigned to wee him.


    Charlene was still having breakfast when he entered the living room. She greeted him in a warm voice


    when she saw him. ¡°Bren.¡±


    Charlene had a smile on her face that made her appear even more graceful, gentle, and charming.


    Brendan furrowed his eyebrows deeply, finding it unimaginable that Charlene would do something like


    that.


    ¡®Is this another one of Deirdre¡¯s attempts to alienate Charlene?


    ¡®But who is the person who really told Deirdre the truth then?¡±


    Brendan stood in the same spot without doing anything. Charlene¡¯s smile froze on her face for a


    moment, and she got up to approach: him. ¡°What¡¯s going on? What brings you to my ce so early in


    the morning? You won¡¯t even say a thing. Did something happen?¡±


    She wanted to help Brendan remove his overcoat, but Brendan stretched out his hand to grab her


    wrist.¡± It¡¯s fine. I¡¯ll be heading back to thepany in a while. I¡¯m here because I have something to


    ask you.¡±


    Charlene¡¯s smile froze on her face for a moment before she assumed an extremely innocent, pure


    expression. ¡°What¡¯s going on? You sound so serious.¡±


    ¡°Where were you yesterday?¡±


    ¡°Yesterday?¡± Charlene pretended to recall. ¡°I was at the cinema. Then, I went shopping with my friends.


    from morning till afternoon. I was home by nightfall. What¡¯s going on?¡±


    Brendan¡¯s dark eyes were glistening with coldness, and his expression was nonchnt. ¡°Deirdre


    attempted to jump off the vi yesterday.¡±


    ¡°What?¡± Charlene appeared to be very astonished. In truth, she was well aware of the situation. She


    said, ¡± What happened? Why would Ms. McKinnon actually attempt tomit suicide?¡±


    Brendan¡¯s gaze was locked on Charlene¡¯s face. His wless, gorgeous face remained unchanged


    when he described the situation by enunciating each word clearly. ¡°She found out about Ophelia¡¯s


    death.¡±

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    ¡°How did that happen¡­¡± Charlene bit her lower lip, feeling scared out of her wits. She asked in a flurry,¡±


    What happened afterward? Is Ms. McKinnon alright? She¡¯s too foolish. Why would shemit suicide


    because of this?¡±


    ¡°She was saved in the end.¡±


    ¡°Great then.¡± Charlene felt relieved. She remembered something that made her face turn paler and she


    looked at Brendan incredulously. ¡°Brendan, you¡¯re here to tell me about Ms. McKinnon¡¯s suicide


    attempt¡­ What are you implying? You also asked about my whereabouts yesterday. Could you be


    suspecting me of exposing the secret?¡±


    Brendan did not answer, but Charlene¡¯s eyes reddened with tears instantly. ¡°Did Ms. McKinnon tell you


    that I told her the secret?¡±


    ¡°No.¡± Brendan frowned deeply, and his voice sounded agitated. ¡°I was only asking casually.¡±


    Tears were falling from Charlene¡¯s eyes. ¡°You don¡¯t have to put in a good word for Ms. McKinnon. Why


    would you associate the incident with me if she hadn¡¯t mentioned it? Besides, Brendan, you¡¯re breaking


    my heart. Why would you think that I¡¯m the culprit behind this incident? Is it because of that dog?


    ¡°Yes! I admit that the dog incident was my fault! It was the servant whomitted the act, but it was


    partly incited by me. But I truly had no idea that the dog would die such a tragic death! Even if I really


    did ask my servant to do that, was I not supposed to do it? Deirdre framed me and almost caused my


    death. She ruined my leg, and now she¡¯s trying to take you away from me too! I should be selfless in


    love and offer you to her magnanimously, right?¡±


    Charlene was bawling profusely and hysterically.


    Brendan furrowed his eyebrows. ¡°Charlene¡­¡±


    ¡°Rosaly, bring me the receipts from my shopping trip yesterday!¡± Charlene ordered the servant while


    she wiped her tears. She then handed the receipts to Brendan when the servant brought them. ¡°These


    are the receipts from my shopping trip yesterday morning till afternoon, with a timestamp printed on


    them. You can look into the receipts and ask around for information. The return journey from the


    shopping location. to your vi took two hours, so these will tell you whether I was at the vi or not


    yesterday, Mr. Brighthall!¡±


    Brendan held the receipts in his hand and felt extremely agitated deep inside. Charlene could not be


    bothered to be in the same room with him, so she took it upon herself to head upstairs while she said, ¡±


    See the guest to the door, Rosaly!¡±


    By the time the servant led Brendan to the door and returned to the living room, Charlene had already


    gotten downstairs. Noticing the situation, the servant approached Charlene andplimented her by


    saying, ¡°You¡¯re impressive, miss! You had already prepared an alibi for yesterday and you also


    exined the dog¡¯s death well enough that Mr. Brighthall is no longer bearing a grudge against you.


    Instead, he¡¯s feeling guilty.¡±


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    Charlene could not derive pleasure from the incident. Her fists were so tightly clenched that her nails


    dug into her flesh, and her beautiful eyes were surging with hatred. ¡°But he was here.¡±


    The fact that he hade signified hisck of trust in her and how much he favored Deirdre!


    She had exhausted every means and spent a year to captivate Brendan, yet she had not expected that


    everything would change as soon as that woman came back into his life. She¡¯d had to utilize ways that


    had hurt her in the process just to achieve equilibrium with great effort.


    How would she be able to make peace with that?


    ¡°That b*tch is just like a ghost that keepsing back!¡± Charlene picked up a vase and threw it on the


    floor, shattering it. Then, she swept away all the items on the coffee table. ¡°She didn¡¯t even manage to


    die after jumping off a building. You can¡¯t me me for not being courteous anymore!


    ¡°Call him up. It¡¯s time for him to make a move!¡±


    Brendan looked into the receipts and discovered that Charlene¡¯s alibi checked out. There were images


    of Charlene¡¯s face on the surveince footage at the shopping mall.


    Hence, Deirdre was lying.


    ¡®She still won¡¯t give up. She is constantly trying to defame Charlene.¡¯


    Brendan was agitated and furious. ¡®If only she had stayed out of trouble just for a bit, she wouldn¡¯t have


    ended up in her current situation.¡¯

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    Chapter 190 Mr. Brighthall Has Had One Drink Too Many Today


    ¡®She just won¡¯t give up on her sinister, malicious nature. I was wrong too for actually believing her and


    questioning Charlene.¡¯


    Brendan downed ss by ss of alcohol with a cold expression. A beautiful woman approached him.


    from the side with a seductive gaze. ¡°Are you here alone, handsome?¡±


    ¡°Leave.¡± Brendan did not even bother taking one nce at her.


    It was inevitable that she¡¯d be infuriated. ¡°You think you¡¯re better just because you¡¯re good-looking¡­¡±


    She left furiously. Sawyer stepped forward when he checked and realized it was time. ¡°Mr. Brighthall,


    are we leaving?¡±


    ¡°And going where?¡± Brendan pointed at the seat next to him. ¡°Come and drink with me.¡±


    Sawyer could tell that Brendan was in a very bad mood because he was drinking constantly, but he still


    declined Brendan¡¯s offer.


    ¡°Mr. Brighthall, I¡¯m driving.¡±


    Brendan did not try to convince Sawyer to drink but he kept drinking more and more. After a few


    bottles, his expression changed atst and his gaze began to appear unfocused.


    Sawyer immediately paid the bill and helped Brendan into the car. When Brendan was taken to the


    vi, no lights were turned on, and Sawyer helped Brendan sit on the sofa in the living room. ¡°Would


    you like me to fetch you a ss of water, Mr. Brighthall?¡±


    Brendan slumped on the sofa and raised his head to look at the pendantmp hanging above the sofa.


    He heaved a sigh and looked in the direction of the second floor, only to see that the woman¡¯s door


    was tightly shut.


    He felt infuriated for no apparent reason. When he had been drunk in the past, Deirdre had cared about


    him more than anybody else and she¡¯d rush to take care of him, yet she refused to even show herself


    now?


    ¡°Have Deirdree downstairs!¡±


    Sawyer was stunned for a moment but he still headed upstairs to knock on Deirdre¡¯s door.


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    After some time, the sound of a person getting dressed came from inside. Deirdre opened the door and


    swept her messy hair back as she said with a tired face, ¡°How can I help you?¡±


    Sawyer exined, ¡°Mr. Brighthall has had one drink too many today.¡±


    Deirdre nodded slowly after smelling the stench of liquor in the air. She had no clue why Sawyer would


    inform ber about that.


    Sawyer got straight to the point by saying, ¡°He wants you to head downstairs to take care of him, Ms.


    McKinnon


    Deirdre widened her eyes incredulously, and Sawyer found it absurd as well. Deirdre was a blind


    person who had trouble taking care of herself, so how would she take care of a drunk person?


    ¡°Understood¡± Deirdre calmed down after her momentary astonishment and walked out of the room,


    shutting the door after herself


    She went down the stairs slowly, holding the handrail Noticing themotion, Brendan looked up at


    the woman walking downstairs and said in a mocking tone. ¡°Your presence is much more difficult to


    seek


    than God¡¯s. You do know that you¡¯re not going to idle around and do nothing because I put you up in


    the vi, right?¡±


    Deirdre gripped the handrail harder while Sawyer hastily said, ¡°Mr. Brighthall has had one drink too


    many indeed¡­ I¡¯ll fetch some water!¡±


    ¡°I¡¯ll do it.¡±


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    Deirdre chuckled in a self-mocking way. Brendan might not necessarily drink the water that Sawyer


    fetched. She rolled up her sleeves and walked to the kitchen without even turning back. ¡°It¡¯ste, you


    should get some rest. Just leave the rest to me.¡±


    Sawyer was slightly hesitant. ¡°I think I should leave when Mr. Brighthall goes upstairs to rest. Right? I


    believe you won¡¯t be able to help him upstairs by yourself, Ms. McKinnon.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s fine.¡± Deirdre knew Brendan enough to know that he was not drunk to the extent of being unable to


    walk upstairs. ¡°You¡¯re still going toe over tomorrow morning anyway. If I really can¡¯t do it, I¡¯ll call


    Sam and ask him toe over so I won¡¯t bother your rest.¡±


    Sawyer considered it for a while and figured that Deirdre was making sense, so he left after exchanging


    pleasantries with her.


    Deirdre fetched a ss of warm water, made her way to the sofa, and handed the ss to Brendan. He


    took it and gulped down half the ss, yet the anger he felt in his heart had yet to diminish in the


    slightest.


    He found the sight of Deirdre, who was standing next to him in a daze without moving with feigned


    obedience, an eyesore.

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    Chapter 191 Not a Single Piece of Truth Has Ever Come Out of Your Mouth


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    Feeling rage surging into his head,


    he said while he stared at her with cold eyes, ¡°Are you only going to take action when you¡¯re urged by s


    omeone? Don¡¯t forget that you still need something from me, so you should consider pleasing me your


    utmost priority!¡±


    Deirdre was stunned by the unexpected anger. ¡°What would you like me to do then?¡±


    ¡°Why are you asking me what to do? What did you do in the past when I was drunk?¡±


    Deirdre understood the situation instantly. She took a deep breath and


    stretched out her hand before cing her fingertip on Brendan¡¯s thin lips. Her fingertip glided down his


    chiseled jawline to his neck before she removed his tie.


    Brendan¡¯s breathing sounded substantially smoother


    when Deirdre unbuttoned his shirt. Then, she took a step forward, ced her fingers on his temples, an


    d massaged his temples gently to relieve the headache caused by the drinking.


    Brendan did not shut his eyes as he had in the past but he looked up and focused his gaze on the wom


    an, staring at her nonchnt face. He said in a mocking tone after a long time, ¡°I¡¯ve never believed that


    one¡¯s intention is reflected on one¡¯s face, but I can confirm that it does make sense after seeing your fa


    ce.¡± Deirdre¡¯s movements froze for a moment while Brendan sniggered. ¡°I actually believed in you enou


    gh to doubt Charlene. I went to question her on purpose and looked into her whereabouts, even though


    I obviously knew that you¡¯re the liar here. I actually thought it would be fine to believe you again. I must


    have been out of my mind.¡±


    Before Deirdre could respond, he turned


    his palms toward Deirdre and clutched her hands while he asked her ferociously, ¡°How could you do th


    at to me?¡±


    Perhaps Deirdre was in too much pain to speak, as she rested for a long while before she recovered fr


    om the pain. She then asked, ¡°What do you mean? Have you looked into the incident closely?¡±


    ¡°I looked into the surveince footage from the shopping mall she visited the other day. Did you think th


    at I wouldn¡¯t look into the matter closely enough?¡± Brendan exerted strength with his hands abruptly in


    a pulling motion. Deirdre lost her bnce and crashed into Brendan¡¯s body. He clutched her


    lower jaw, his eyes bloodshot.


    ¡°She is far, far away from you, yet you¡¯re still trying to defame her. Can you be any more malicious? Do


    you know how disappointed Charlene¡¯s eyes looked when she looked at me? It¡¯s silly just to think that I


    would actually believe you and look into Charlene! Not a single piece of truth has evere out of your


    mouth!¡±


    He shoved away Deirdre abruptly, causing her to fall on the coffee table. The cold ss surface she hit


    when she fell sent a piercing pain in her chest, and she was


    having trouble making sense of the situation.


    ¡®That hurts.¡®


    It was nothing but pain. Even though she was already mentally prepared for this, she still found it amusi


    ng.


    ¡®No wonder he drank so much and lost his temper. It turns out that he did it because he hurt his belove


    d Charlene!¡®


    Deirdre got up, her face ghastly pale from the intense pain radiating from her chest. ¡°Youpelled me


    to tell you over and over again. I didn¡¯t take it upon myself to say it.¡±


    Brendan red at her. ¡°So you think


    you could defame someone recklessly just because I asked you a question? Is framing someone all yo


    u can do?¡±


    ¡®Framing someone?


    ¡®I met Charlene in person just a few days ago!¡®


    She could still remember everything that had happened at the time as though it was yesterday.


    ¡°Why would I want to frame her? Would I be foolish enough to test your limits after knowing fully well tha


    ¡°That¡¯s enough! How many times are you going to say something like this?¡± Brendan was annoyed and


    Deirdre felt as if energy was drained off her body and she


    did not even have the strength to exin herself.


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    Chapter 192 The Police Are Looking For Someone


    ¡°1¡­ I have nothing else to say.¡± The corner of her lips twitched, and she felt bitterness in her chest.


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    ¡°Do you have nothing else to say, or are you incapable of keeping up your lowly lie because you¡¯ve bee


    n caught?¡± Brendan asked closely. ¡°Speak! Who told you that Ophelia died the other day?¡±


    ¡®Since it was not Charlene, it must have been someone


    else. On the other hand, that person keeps finding ways to circumvent the surveince devices just to


    meet Deirdre and make her waver¡­¡®


    An idea urred to Brendan unexpectedly. He looked at Deirdre with his icy gaze, got up, and grabbed


    her shoulder. ¡°It was Sterling, right? Is he back to stirring trouble on purpose?¡±


    ¡°What are you talking about?¡± Deirdre¡¯s face was furrowed in agony. ¡°How is this rted to Sterling?¡±


    ¡°If it wasn¡¯t him, why would you be covering up for that person by ming Charlene?¡±


    The more Brendan thought about it, the more sense it made. ¡®Sterling


    is living in another city, so he could still slip into the city to meet Deirdre. I bet Sterling wants Deirdre to


    have aplete mental breakdown so that her rtionship with me will fall apart just in time for him to


    step in and take over.¡®


    ¡°He came to meet you, right? What did you two do?¡±


    Brendan drunkenly pinned Deirdre down on the coffee table as punishment.


    Deirdre knew that it was already the next day when she opened her eyes again. She was lying on the s


    ofa with a nket covering her, but her body felt icy.


    She found it amusing that Brendan would stoop low enough to me Sterling yesterday night, and she


    thought it was preposterous.


    ¡°Are you awake, Ms. McKinnon? Breakfast is already cold. I¡¯ll heat it up for you.¡±


    Sam¡¯s voice came from the area right in front of her. It was apparent that he had already been waiting i


    n the room for a long time. She felt the nket on her body and asked in astonishment, ¡°Did you cover


    me


    with this?¡±


    ¡°Yes.¡±


    Deirdre smiled. ¡°Thank you so much.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s well within my scope of responsibility, I hope you don¡¯t mind, Ms. McKinnon.¡± Sam left in a rush. De


    irdre felt the clothes on her body and wondered if she should thank Brendan for getting her dressed


    at the very least so she would not embarrass herself in Sam¡¯s presence.


    Even though she had already embarrassed herself countless times.


    Just as she was nning on getting up to brush her teeth, she heard the doorbell. Sam walked out of t


    he kitchen and said, ¡°Someone¡¯s here. I shall go and check it out.¡±


    Deirdre waited patiently, yet Sam had yet to return five minutester.


    She removed the nket and walked outside in


    her room slippers. She could hear soft quarreling voicesing from a distance away, so Deirdre stepp


    ¡°Not much. The police are here, and they im that they¡¯re looking for someone.¡± Noticing that Deirdre w


    ¡°The police are looking for someone?¡± Deirdre was curious. ¡°Who is that?¡±


    Sam took a nce at the police officers outside and felt slightly uneasy. He answered with a smile, ¡°No o


    Deirdre furrowed her eyebrows. It did not feel like Sam was urging her because


    he was afraid that she would be cold. ¡°I¡¯m no longer cold now that you gave me your jacket. Plus, didn¡¯t


    Sam had not expected that Deirdre¡¯s hearing would be so sharp. He had been about to exin when the


    Deirdre¡¯s mind went nk from shock. She recovered and nodded eagerly in the direction of the door. ¡°I


    McKinnon!¡±

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    Her unfocused eyes widened in surprise and joy. ¡®The police are actually at


    the door, mentioning Ophelia¡¯s name. Could this have been arranged by Brendan? Is he taking me


    to meet Ophelia?


    Deirdre¡¯s smile grew wider without her noticing, and she took a step forward. ¡°Are you the police? Is my


    mother here? Where is she?¡±


    ¡°Ms. McKinnon!¡± Sam¡¯s expression changed drastically, and his hand, which was


    clutching Deirdre¡¯s shoulder, shook once without him noticing. He pulled her back strongly and said, ¡°Y


    ou should go inside!¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s smile was half¨Cfrozen on her face, and she refused to leave stubbornly.


    ¡°What¡¯s going on? Sam, it¡¯s not easy for me to acquire information


    rted to my mother. This is a good thing. Why are you asking me to leave?¡±


    Sam could not exin why, but he could feel that something really bad was about to happen.


    Especially since the matter involved Ophelia. Deirdre had attempted tomit suicide because of Oph


    elia, and the police was suddenly visiting her less than three dayster.


    He lowered his voice to conceal the uneasiness in it. ¡°Ms. McKinnon, don¡¯t you find it strange that


    the police are here? They wouldn¡¯t know where


    your residence is, so it¡¯s highly possible that these are fake police officers.¡±


    The police


    officers were standing a few steps away, so they heard Sam¡¯s remark clearly. One of them could not he


    lp frowning and saying, ¡°Sir, you shouldn¡¯t make irresponsible remarks like this. I¡¯m a real officer with a


    badge number. You can verify


    my badge number with the station. I¡¯m only here to deliver the deceased¡¯s belongings, and it¡¯s


    unnecessary for me to feign my identity to deceive someone.¡±


    The smile on Deirdre¡¯s face vanished abruptly, and her mind went nk. She responded to the situatio


    n by saying in confusion, ¡°The deceased¡¯s belongings? What belongings?¡±


    The police officer was confused as well. ¡°Aren¡¯t you aware? Ophelia¡¯s belongings, of course.¡±


    Deirdre felt suffocated, as if a rope was tightened around her neck, and she could feel her body turning


    cold bit by bit from shock. It felt as if she had fallen into a dungeon and the coldness was overpowering


    her.


    ¡°Come again?¡± Her voice was shaky, and she ran to the door.


    ¡°What did you say? Whose belongings did you say these are?¡±


    Sam¡¯s face turned ghastly pale instantly as well. He


    had not expected something like this to happen. He reacted to the situation by holding back Deirdre in


    a haste. ¡°You should go inside, Ms. McKinnon! It¡¯s all fake!¡±


    Deirdre could not breathe. Her eyes were wide in shock, and she demanded, ¡°Tell me, quick! Whose be


    longings did you say these are?¡±


    The police officer was startled by her sudden hysterics and her disfigured face. He fell back in a haste. ¡±


    ¡°Dead for one and a half years¡­ Dead for one and a half years¡­¡±


    Deirdre muttered to herself as if she was both possessed and deaf. The words were deeply ingrained in


    and her entire body was trembling.


    There was no telling how she mustered the energy to struggle free from Sam¡¯s grip


    at that very moment and grab the gate, her eyes


    bloodshot. ¡°That¡¯s impossible! You¡¯re lying! She¡¯s still alive and well in the mental hospital, so how can s


    one and a half years! You should speak properly!¡±


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    The police officer was agitated by her reaction. ¡°Believe what you want. Opheliamitted suicide by ju


    a letter with her when she died, yet for some unknown reason, no one imed the letter when they cam


    Perhaps the police officer did not wish to be implicated, so he tossed the letter and left in a rush.

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    Sam picked up the letter from the floor, and the sight of the writer¡¯s name signed at the bottom made hi


    m stop breathing.


    The letter appeared to be old, and not in a fake way. It really was the letter left by Ophelia when she ha


    d still been alive.


    He looked at Deirdre, who was standing in front of him. The woman had stopped moving as soon as th


    e police officer had left and was now dangling from the gate just like before without moving. The jacket


    had already fallen to the ground during


    her struggle, and the back of her figure looked emaciated. The sight of her made pity fill his heart.


    ¡°Ms. McKinnon¡­¡± Sam felt uneasy deep down and spoke in an exploratory manner.


    Deirdre slid down from the gate abruptly, her unfocused eyes bloodshot. She shook her head desperat


    ely and chanted, ¡°It¡¯s fake¡­ It must be fake! My mother is obviously still


    alive and well. I heard the voice clip of her saying she missed me. How could someone like


    her possibly havemitted suicide a year ago? This must be Charlene¡¯s scheme!¡±


    Sam was stunned. He had yet to figure out a way to console Deirdre when Deirdre dried her tears and


    made up her mind. ¡°That must be it. The police officer was fake! He wanted to turn me and Brendan ag


    ainst each other, but I won¡¯t grant his wish. What would I do if I provoked Brendan until he was so angr


    y that he didn¡¯t let me meet my mother?


    ¡°Sam, am I right?¡±


    Sam could not bring himself to answer. He looked


    at Deirdre¡¯s bloodshot eyes, rendered speechless. He thought to himself, ¡®Does Deirdre already know t


    he answer in her heart at this very moment?


    She was only deceiving herself because this was the only way for her to persevere. She could not face


    any of the other oues.


    ¡°The letter¡­¡± She suddenly began to feel about the ground. ¡°Where is the letter?¡±


    Sam stopped Deirdre


    and handed the letter to her personally. Deirdre lowered her gaze and exined, 1 would like to see if t


    his forged letter feels real¡­¡±


    Upon saying that, she left with the letter.


    She soon returned to her room. Her hands were still stained with dust, so she wiped her fingers with a


    towel before she touched the letter. The letter was scentless, with a tinge of moldy musk. It smelled like


    a letter kept with many other items in a dark ce for a long time.


    She felt rather disappointed that she was blind at that very moment. She could not read the


    letter and she could feel nothing with her sense of touch.


    In the end, she ced the letter carefully on the table.


    Brendan ran into the room just in time to witness the scene. He had assumed that the


    woman¡¯s face would be covered in tears and she would be hysterical. Or she would be experiencing an


    emotional breakdown and would threaten him with her life so he would let her meet her mother to prove


    that she was still alive.


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    However, she did not do any of that. Instead, Deirdre was sitting in the corner of the room in a daze.


    She was too quiet. Her back was bent, her waist was slender, and there was no life to her. A light ray ca


    sun outside shone down on the woman and made her appear even lonelier and more deste.


    Brendan¡¯s heart was aching at that very moment, and the pain left a profound impression on him.


    He


    knew that Deirdre was sinister, unscrupulous, and wildly imaginative. There would be nothing good abou


    he were to judge her, and she was a woman that no one would take an extra nce at on the street. Ho


    He adjusted his breathing and shut the door heavily. Deirdre was jolted back to reality. ¡°You¡¯re back?¡±


    Her eyes were lowered. ¡°I¡¯m sorry for not weing you at the door. I didn¡¯t realize that it was already s


    Brendan¡¯s expression was stern as he watched her unexpected calmness. He suppressed the agitation


    ¡°Hmm.¡± Deirdre nodded and said calmly, ¡°A police officer came.¡±

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    Brendan¡¯s sharp brows were tightly furrowed. He was about to speak when Deirdre said, ¡°But I know th


    at he was just a fake cop. Apart from the fact that he suddenly found the vi¡¯s location for no apparent


    reason today, he talked about almost the same things as that person the other day.¡±


    ¡°What?¡± Brendan sounded rmed. ¡°What did he say?¡±


    ¡°He imed that my mother Ophelia died a year ago after jumping off a building.¡±


    Brendan¡¯s entire body tensed up as soon as he heard the remark.


    ¡°Those people are all talking nonsense!¡±


    ¡°Hmm, I know,¡± Deirdre said. ¡°I believe that you wouldn¡¯t lie to me.


    Brendan fell silent once again. After a long silence, he asked, ¡°What¡¯s that letter on the table?¡±


    He hade in such a rush that Sam had not managed to brief him on all the details.


    Deirdre was stunned for a moment before she answered, ¡°It¡¯s just a letter. It¡¯s nothing important.¡±


    The letter hade out of nowhere, so Brendan refused to believe that it was as unimportant as Deirdr


    e had casually described it to be.


    He stepped forward and grabbed the letter. He took one nce and saw Ophelia¡¯s name signed on it.


    He then furrowed his eyebrows deeply and said, ¡°What is this? Why is Ophelia¡¯s signature here?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s expression turned stiff for a moment before she answered, ¡°It was forged by the fake cop. He


    imed that this was my deceased mother¡¯s unimed possession, the only thing left behind after she


    jumped off the building.¡±


    ¡°Your deceased mother¡¯s possession? These people have lost their minds!¡± Brendan¡¯s veins bulged up,


    and he was determined to find the culprit who had stirred up trouble. He caught Deirdre off guard when


    he tore the letter into shreds. ¡°It¡¯s fake, it¡¯s all fake!¡±


    The very moment the letter was torn up, Deirdre¡¯s expression froze. She reacted


    by throwing herself at him. ¡°Don¡¯t tear it up! Brendan! Don¡¯t¡­ Don¡¯t tear it!¡±


    Brendan¡¯s expression was icy, and he scattered the pieces of the letter into the air after destroying it full


    y. ¡°Why do you care about it? It¡¯s fake anyway. I can give you as many forged letters as you want! Leavi


    ng this letter around will only make you grow more suspicious.¡±


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    He had never heard about this letter or the deceased woman¡¯s belongings. Those


    items had all been imed by Ophelia¡¯s enemy.


    Deirdre¡¯s gaze was unfocused. She nodded after a long time and answered, ¡°Yes, these are all fake, an


    d it¡¯s useless for me to keep them indeed.¡±


    Before Brendan could speak, she


    raised her head once again and said, ¡°When are you going to let me meet her in real life then? I¡¯ve mis


    sed her.¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t worry. I¡¯ve already made arrangements. I promise you that I won¡¯t go back on my own word. It wi


    ll happen within two weeks.¡±


    ¡°Sure, I believe you.¡±


    Sam came rushing over to Brendan after walking outside. He passed a document to him and said while


    It was not forged?¡± Brendan furrowed his eyebrows. ¡°What brought him here


    then, and what is with that letter?¡±


    ¡°The letter was real too and it was the only possession left behind by Ophelia.¡±


    Brendan grabbed Sam by his cor as soon as Sam made that remark, his dark pupils constricting. ¡°Wh


    Sam answered once again, ¡°That letter¡­ was the only possession left behind by Ophelia¡­¡±


    Brendan shoved Sam away and stared at his hands closely. Had the item that he had torn up been left b


    He felt an intense headache. He instructed Sam to take Deirdre to the living room while he headed to th


    shred and glued the pieces back together bit by bit.


    Ophelia had been well on some days and bad on others. She had not behaved like a child at all times, n


    short


    periods of soberness, though. Perhaps the letter had been written by her when her head had been sobe

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    The letter was positively crawling with wishes and


    hopes for Deirdre, and only a few lines described the mother¡¯s own state of affairs. She had clearly beli


    eved this was just another of many letters she would


    pen


    for her daughter in the future¨Cshe had thought she would get to write again.


    She had not known, at the time, that she was writing thest letter she would pen in her life.


    Brendan¡¯s chest tightened. He had


    just destroyed one of the most priceless things in the world¡­ with his own hands. If Deirdre knew¡­


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    She would go mad.


    He immediately called someone in to restore the letter.


    Deirdre returned to her room shortly after he left. She instinctively got down on all fours, her


    hands grazing across the floor to feel for the pieces. To her disappointment, she could not find


    a single piece, even though she was sure Brendan had scattered it like confetti.


    ¡°Miss McKinnon, what are you looking for?¡± Sam asked.


    ¡°Can you help


    me look, please?¡± Deirdre replied with a request. ¡°Are there any pieces of paper on the floor?¡±


    ¡°No,¡± Sam answered matter¨Cof¨Cfactly. ¡°Did you drop something? Let me help you search.¡±


    For a noticeable second, Deirdre seemed dazed. Then, suddenly, she shook her head. ¡°No. It¡¯s okay. It¡¯


    s


    not important.¡±


    Sam was nonplussed, but upon seeing the woman abandon her search, he let it go.


    A few days passed while Brendan focused on creating a pristine replica of the original


    letter. Creating a copy of the letter¡¯s content was not hard, but the devil was in the details. A perfect repl


    ication would take


    time.


    Then, he received a call. ¡°Mr. Brighthall? We found a candidate. She¡¯s currently waiting downstairs. Do


    you want her toe to your office now?¡±


    A glint flitted through Brendan¡¯s ck eyes. He clenched his jaw, and the words on the letter suddenly


    appeared distant and alien. ¡°Bring her in.¡±


    A few momentster, the door was pushed open, revealing Sawyer and a middle¨C


    aged woman in a nondescript getup. Brendan had never seen her before.


    ¡°She fits all of your requirements, sir,¡± Sawyer stated.


    Brendan scanned the middle¨Caged woman. Her appearance was average and unremarkable, but


    that was not a problem. The only qualification she had to meet was having the right voice. ¡°Speak.¡±


    The woman was visibly disconcerted by Brendan¡¯s overallposure. Even her voice sounded tight. ¡°


    H- Hello, M¨CM¨CMr. Brighthall¡­¡±


    Manic glee dashed across Brendan¡¯s handsome face. Her voice! Her tone! It was 90% close to Ophelia


    ¡¯s! No, scratch that. They sounded exactly the same!


    Deirdre¡¯s blindness was the biggest advantage he could ever have asked for. It would have been almos


    t impossible to look for a doppelganger who bore an uncanny resemnce to both Ophelia¡¯s face and v


    oice. But since he only needed one over the other, the search for an impostor had be so much


    easier.


    ¡°Have you read the documents Sawyer gave you?¡±


    ¡°Y¨CYes.¡±


    ¡°Do you know what your job is?¡± Brendan followed up in his most professional tone.


    The middle¨C


    aged woman looked visibly relieved. ¡°I am to portray a young woman¡¯ste mother and talk to her in cha


    He nodded in satisfaction. There were more things to being a perfect impostor than sounding like the ori


    Despite the middle¨Caged woman¡¯s palpable apprehension, she gave him a firm nod of determination.


    Brendan watched her leave and felt a weight being lifted off his shoulders. He felt his high¨C


    strung nerves finally rx. If he could solve the Ophelia issue once and for all, Deirdre would fall in line


    He loosened his tie, rose, and grabbed his coat. He did not want to stay in his office any longer.


    Brendan stopped his car at the entrance overlooking the mansion¡¯s front yard. There, Deirdre was crouc


    It was a very windy day. Brendan put his coat over


    her head before asking, sounding a little annoyed, ¡°Why the hell are you outside in this weather?¡±

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    ¡°Dr. Ginger¡¯s suggestion,¡± Deirdre replied tly. She let the coat hang on her shoulders. ¡°He said a shut


    ¨Cin lifestyle wouldn¡¯t help my


    recovery either, so he told me to go outside and immerse myself in the elements for a bit.¡±


    1 don¡¯t think your sorry excuse of an outdoor getup was part of the


    suggestion, was it? How will you see Ophelia if you catch a cold?¡±


    There was a plop as her gardening shears fell to the ground. Deirdre looked at Brendan in disbelief, her


    tool forgotten, her lifeless eyes quivering in their sockets. ¡°What did you say?¡±


    Her voice was trembling.


    1 said¡­¡± Brendan repeated himself with emphatic enunciation.


    ¡°Ophelia is ready to return. She¡¯ll be with us in ten days.


    This meant more than the world to her. Her eyes reddened instantly, and she wed at Brendan¡¯s co


    r- despite already suppressing most of her violent excitement¨Cand bbered, ¡°D¨C


    Don¡¯t you dare do this to me. Brendan! Don¡¯t! Don¡¯t g¨Cgive me hope¡­¡±


    Brendan fixed a strangely unyielding stare on her. ¡°I have no reason to lie.¡±


    She felt euphoria. Pure, unadulterated, and blinding¨C


    like a supernova lighting Deirdre up from within. She was so alive. So enraptured.


    Suddenly, Brendan found himself wishing that his lie wouldst forever.


    ¡°She wasn¡¯t ready to step outside because she was undergoing treatment in the institution, but now, he


    r condition is stable enough. She no longer regresses to being a child.¡±


    ¡°Really?¡± Deirdre was grinning in relief. She rubbed her cheeks, and a shadow of anxiety took over her


    face. ¡°No, wait! But what about my face? She¡¯s gonna go into shock if she sees me!¡±


    ¡°I¡¯ve told her about it already. She thought it was a burning ident, and ultimately, she didn¡¯t care.¡±


    ¡°Thank God! Oh, thank God¡­¡± Deirdre muttered to herself under her breath. Her voice gradually turne


    d into a soft murmur. ¡°I can¡¯t let her worry again. I shouldn¡¯t make her


    worry at all! I need to show her that I¡¯m living the best life I could ever have. She needs to think I¡¯m hap


    py¡­ because it¡¯s the only way to make her happy.¡±


    Brendan silently watched her murmur to herself. His eyes were grim, as the


    illusions Deirdre told herself to create and maintain weighed down on his chest. For some reason, he


    felt agony just hearing about them.


    ¡°You fret too much. She doesn¡¯t know what¡¯s happened to you at all,¡± he replied.


    ¡°As far as she knows, you¡¯re still Mrs. Brighthall. What¡¯s there to be worried about?¡±


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    ¡°You¡¯re right.¡± Deirdre


    breathed, lowering her head as her fingers unthinkingly caressed her damaged cheeks. She raised her


    head, as though she had resurfaced from an unfathomable thought, and smiled faintly. The fact that sh


    e knows about none of the things that have happened is a godsend. She¡¯s sick, Brendan. I can¡¯t let her


    undergo the pain of knowing what went down while she was being treated. She will be so¡­ devastated


    ¡­¡±


    ¡°Are you done licking your wounds?¡± Brendan suddenly snapped, frowning. ¡°Who


    cares if your face is a little scarred? I don¡¯t give a damn! And neither does she¨C


    because that¡¯s just what mothers are like!¡±


    Deirdre looked up at his face, but he could not read those lifeless eyes or see her thoughts in them.


    Then, just as abruptly, she hung her head.


    ¡°Can you¡­ do me a favor?¡± she asked softly, changing the subject.


    Brendan saw her smile withering away and¨Cunexpectedly¨C


    reached out to graze her lips. Confused, Deirdre raised her head as he finally registered his own action.


    Still, he did not take his hand away. Instead, he remarked coldly, ¡°Can you not act all woe¨Cis¨C


    me when you¡¯re asking for help? It really ruins the mood. At least try to smile more often! Ophelia is


    The man¡¯s tone might be icy, but his fingers were warm. Deidre forced the corners of her lips to curve up


    ¡°I was hoping¡­ you could help me keep up the act while she¡¯s with us. Is that¡­ feasible?¡± she asked as

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    ¡°The truth behind our¡­?¡± Brendan¡¯s ire was palpable. ¡°What¡¯s that supposed to be?¡±


    Deirdre panicked a little. He knew exactly what she meant and had asked her this question anyway. Ho


    w was she supposed to answer that?


    Brendan closed his fingers around her wrist as his handsome face loomed close to her own. ¡°We. Are.


    Husband And Wife, Deirdre McKinnon,¡± he stated, prolonging


    each word. ¡°You should remember that. I¡¯m not some polyamorous man loving a harem of women. All y


    ou have to do is stay in yourne and stop trying to harm Lena¨Cand I swear, you¡¯ll always have


    a shelter in me.


    ¡°It¡¯s not impossible for us¡­ to go back to how it used to be.¡±


    Brendan stiffened. Had he really said that? Why would he say that?


    Was this his deepest wish after all? To go back to that time?


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    Deirdre was so taken aback that she could not even reel out of her own shock. His voice¨C


    his request- reverberated within her brain like a cursed


    echo. What was the point of telling her this? Was he trying to exin the nature of his rtionship with


    Charlene?


    She felt like her head was about to explode. The gale was so strong that her headache seemed to puls


    ate along an unknown rhythm. It was so hard to think in this state.


    She closed her eyes and felt Brendan pulling her into his arms. She then felt his coat wrapping her tight


    . Cold air had ceased to reach her, and it was his scent that surrounded her now.


    A sense of difort coalesced, and she began to wriggle.


    Brendan locked his arm around her waist. ¡°Weren¡¯t you the one who asked for my help maintaining this


    facade?¡± he stated matter¨Cof¨Cfactly. ¡°I¡¯m not some A¨C


    list professional actor, so don¡¯t expect me to know what an award¨C


    winning performance means. If you really want our act to work, then I¡¯m gonna have to method¨C


    act until you¡¯re satisfied starting today. That way, she won¡¯t be able to sense that anything¡¯s


    amiss.¡±


    He made a lot of sense, but Deirdre was still unustomed to the intimacy between them. Her voice w


    as trembling when she said, ¡°J¨CJust acting like we used to be back then will be enough.¡±


    ¡°And when is that?¡±


    Deirdre had to push the next words out of her teeth. ¡°The two years following our marriage.¡±


    Brendan froze a little. ¡°But I wasn¡¯t treating you right at all back then.¡±


    Hell, he had been genuinely abusive. She had been his sexual outlet, a doll to receive him when he felt


    like it, someone he could walk away from when he was done. He woulde back from work and not


    spare her more than a nce before heading straight to his study or Charlene¡¯s room on the


    second floor. 1


    ¡°That was good enough,¡± Deirdre said calmly. She had not dared ask for more


    back then, but now, she would not dare ask for much at all.


    Brendan¡¯s eyebrows were furrowed as he scanned the young woman¡¯s apathetic face.


    A thought formed in his mind. Could this be it? The chance he had been waiting for¨C


    the opportunity for things to go back to how they used to be?


    ¡°I can do that¡­ if I haven¡¯t forgotten exactly how I used to treat you back then,¡± he argued.


    ¡°Look. Let¡¯s get inside before discussing this further. We¡¯ll start by having meals together. You¡¯ll remind


    me.¡±


    It was too cold outside. Deirdre could not withstand it any longer, and in the end, decided


    to answer his call to return to the house. Dr. Ginger had prepared their meal by that point, so the two of


    ¡°What was it like back then¡­ whenever we ate together?¡± Brendan asked.


    Deirdre did not even need to consciously exhaust her memory¨C


    it came to her at the smallest of summons. They had never talked. The man¡¯s focus had always been on


    his papers. The woman¡¯s focus¡­ had always been on him.


    It used to be a moment of respite and warmth¨Cwhich was why it hurt her like a knife. ¡°I don¡¯t


    remember,¡± she lied.


    Brendan was not in a hurry. ¡°Fine, then. You have ten whole days to recall anyway. No rush.¡±


    Deirdre said nothing.


    They finished their meal, and she went up the stairs and headed to


    her room. Before she could shut the door, though, a hand rested on the handle


    and his towering figure squeezed through the gap and went inside.


    He closed the door, and Deirdre felt the air somehow be thinner. She froze before calming down. S


    respect, so the first thing that leaped to her mind was removing her clothing. She


    had stripped down to herst article when Brendan suddenly stopped her hand. ¡°What are you doing?¡±


    She looked at him unseeingly, feeling confused. ¡°Aren¡¯t you here for sex?¡±

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    Brendan


    would admit that he was feeling up, but he absolutely did not appreciate seeing her initial reaction to his


    arrival. It was as if she was using him of being nothing but a sex¨Cstarved animal!


    ¡°I came here to rest, Deirdre.¡±


    ¡°Rest?¡±


    ¡°Yes. Rest,¡± he replied slowly. ¡°Look, it will be very easy


    for Ophelia to see through our current facade. You¡¯re repulsed by me, and that¡¯s so obvious even I coul


    d tell. The good news is, we¡¯ve got 10 days to slowly phase


    into some semnce of intimacy. It¡¯ll look natural in the end.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s face turned pale. Brendan, sensing a revolt, changed tactics. ¡°If you object to it, fine by me.¡±


    Object? Deirdre felt the wind get knocked out of her. Her real intention was obvious, but this


    was not optional for her. She had to please him, not just for Ophelia¡¯s sake, but because she knew Bre


    ndan very well. This was the man who would do anything¨Cnoble or ignoble¨C


    to get what he wanted. Nothing she could say or do would change that.


    She would rather not cause any conflict that could potentially rob her of the little happiness her mother¡¯


    s news had brought her. All she needed to be happy was to hear that her mother lived.


    ¡°It¡¯s okay. You can stay here if you like.¡±


    She changed into her nightgown elsewhere before returning to her bed, where Brendan had taken up s


    pace. At first, Deirdre was still repulsed by the thought of sharing her bed with him, but after a while, sh


    e calmed down and closed her eyes.


    She still left some space between them, though.


    As soon as she fell asleep, Brendan opened his eyes. Gingerly, he pulled her into his arms, wrapping t


    hem around her, his heart swelling with satisfaction.


    But maybe the fear he nursed at the back of his mind had transformed into a nightmare.


    It took Deirdre¡¯s form¨Cexcept this Deirdre had blood¨C


    red eyes. She was choking his neck, and he suddenly could not move. Her tears turned to


    blood as she wailed and


    shrieked, ¡°You murderer! You murdered my mother and you f*cking lied to me! I¡¯ll never forgive you! Ne


    ver! I¡¯ll make you live in anguish for the rest of your life!¡±


    She then jumped off a building.


    ¡°Nooooo! Deirdre!¡±


    Brendan woke up. Even as he opened his eyes, he swore his throat felt constricted. He breathed hard,


    his heart racing wildly, and felt his arm growing numb.


    He looked down and saw Deirdre nestling close to him in a peaceful slumber.


    It had been a dream. It had been just a dream, thank God. But why had it felt so goddamned real?


    He was bathing in cold sweat. This¡­ This was what Deirdre would do if she discovered the truth.


    She would hate him forever.


    Then, she would kill herself because the only thing that had kept her alive was Ophelia.


    Brendan suddenly found himself


    dreading the meeting between Deirdre and the impostor. What would happen if something went wrong?


    They still had ten days left, and he already felt as if he was being defeated by the slow, unyielding trickli


    ng of time. He tightened his arms around Deirdre even more, which jolted her awake.


    She had not expected Brendan to still be around. She wriggled


    out of his embrace and rolled out of bed.¡± What time is it?¡±


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    Brendan wiped beads of cold sweat away from his forehead and took a deep breath. ¡°Nine in


    the morning.¡±


    ¡°Nine?¡± Deirdre was stunned. Should he not be in his office by now?


    ¡°What¡¯s wrong?¡±


    Brendan felt his heart skip a beat. His stare hardened a little. ¡°What do you mean what¡¯s wrong?¡±


    ¡°If nothing¡¯s wrong, why aren¡¯t you in your office?¡± she replied matter¨Cof¨Cfactly.


    Brendan felt a sea of relief wash over him. God, his nerves were too tight. He had really thought she had


    He hated this dreadful feeling. He yanked Deirdre into his arms and let itfort his racing heart.


    She froze, unable to decide how to process this. ¡°W¨CWhat¡¯s going on?¡±


    ¡°Nothing.¡± Brendan released her. ¡°I¡¯m skipping work today. Come on. I¡¯m taking you out.¡±

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    Where to?


    Not that she would receive an answer even if she asked. She rose and got changed. Then, when


    they reached the front door, Brendan removed his scarf and wrapped it around her neck.


    They left.


    Deirdre was a little uneased by the gesture. She waited for a while before removing the scarf and holdi


    ng it in her hand.


    After a while, she heard him announce, ¡°We¡¯re here.¡± He removed his seatbelt, and Deirdre followed.


    They were in some bustling ce. She could hear traffic and crowds of people all around her, so they


    had to be in the middle of a busy street. He caught her hand and said, ¡°I¡¯ll lead you.¡±


    Brendan disyed unprecedented patience. With her in tow, he weaved through


    the sea of people, her confusion growing and her mind going nk. Then, finally, she heard someone s


    ay, ¡°Wee!¡±


    They had entered some kind of shop.


    ¡°Where are we?¡± she asked, feeling confused. He was not acting like himself today.


    ¡°You¡¯ll know in a while.¡±


    It did not take a while. She merely stood by the door for a few seconds before she was surrounded by a


    litter of puppies that started sniffing and panting around her legs. It was a dog cafe.This text is property of N?/velD/rama.Org.


    The shopgirl beamed at her.


    ¡°This used to be a shelter before Mr. Brighthall supplied us with the money and resources to turn it into


    a cafe! We¡¯re still receiving strays, but hey! We don¡¯t need to worry about


    funding anymore!


    ¡°Mr. Brighthall is a good man, isn¡¯t he?¡± she finished.


    Deirdre¡¯s mind was nk. The air was


    chilly as it entered her lungs, but it did nothing to dispel the cloud of confusion over her head. Why woul


    d Brendan donate money to an animal shelter? He had always


    hated animals!


    Before she could recover from the shock, she heard Brendan¡¯s cool voice. ¡°Give me your hand.¡±


    She did as she was told¨Cand a puppy suddenly rested its weight on her elbow. It was soft as it panted.


    Brendan examined it. ¡°You said no when I tried to give it to you, so I had it stay here,¡± he exined. ¡°If


    you could just regain your sight for a


    minute, you¡¯d notice how much it resembles Bliss. I know it cannot rece Bliss no matter how much th


    ey look alike, but it¡­ really likes you. So you cane


    here and see it anytime you miss Bliss, you know.¡±


    The puppy seemed to be agreeing with what he was saying. It grunted along before putting its paws on


    her chest, docile and sweet. Deirdre¡¯s eyes reddened. ¡°But why?¡±


    She fought back tears. ¡°Why did you bring me here? Why are you doing this?¡±


    He could have pretended nothing had


    happened. That was what Brendan Brighthall would normally do- move on as though nothing had happ


    ened!


    When he grazed the corner of her eye, a single tear made his fingertip wet.


    ¡°Because I¡¯m sorry.¡± He sounded calm. ¡°You were in so much


    anguish when you lost Bliss, but what did I do? I mocked your misery. i was at fault for not protecting Bl


    iss as well as I should have. But there is nothing


    I can do to reim what¡¯s been lost. The only option I have left is making it up to you now, in the


    present¡­ with all my effort.¡±


    He was talking


    about Bliss¡® passing, yet it sounded as though he was referring to something else entirely.


    Deirdre felt the life in her arms. She felt its heartbeat, its minute activity¨Cit was so alive.


    She could not fight her tears anymore. She tightened her grip around the puppy and sobbed.


    She just wanted an outlet to grieve and remember a lost life. She just wanted a chance to say she was


    sorry.


    Brendan removed his coat and covered her head with it. He knew she was self¨C


    conscious about expressing emotions, especially crying.


    She had spent a long time with Bliss. The smog in her heart seemed to have dissipated, as though a str


    ¡°If you like it that much, you can bring it home.¡±


    Deirdre thought for a moment and decided against it, shaking her head. The puppy had friends here. Th


    She felt at peace by the time she stepped out of the cafe.


    On the bright side, her mother had been alive all along. They would be meeting each other soon.

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    Chapter 201 A Bawling Child


    She finally got to let out the chest¨C


    wringing breath she had been holding in since Bliss¡® death. She had felt it¨C


    the puppy pushing its face close to hers, whimpering with her as she sobbed.


    It was consoling her. She imagined that was what Bliss would have done too.


    Deirdre cast her


    eyes to the ground. The storm clouds that had seemed to be permanent on her mien faded, and Brend


    an was the sole witness of her subtle transformation.


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    While he managed to observe Deirdre¡¯s change, he was blind to his own. The trademark severity in his


    visage had softened into meek, wistful joy.


    They


    walked for a while until, suddenly, Deirdre stopped. Brendan almost lost her, but he paused and turned


    around. ¡°What¡¯s wrong?¡±


    She scanned her surroundings with a frown. ¡°A child¡¯s crying.¡±


    ¡°A child?¡± Brendan was a little surprised. They were at the fork of a busy street flooded with couples an


    d office workers going about their day. There was not a single child in sight.


    ¡°Could it be some kind of hallucination?¡±


    ¡°No, I¡¯m sure of it!¡± Deirdre bit her lip. ¡°It¡¯s definitely the sound of a kid crying!¡±


    Her senses had adapted to the disadvantage of her sight through evolved hearing acuity. ¡°It sounds mu


    ffled, but it¡¯s definitely nearby!¡±


    Brendan perused his surroundings until, finally, he stared at the car next to them and inhaled sharply. A


    baby¨Cabout a year old at most¨Cwas


    locked inside. She was bathed in sweat as she bawled, her skin an unnatural shade of pink¨Cred.


    ¡°In here! A baby¡¯s locked in a car!¡± He described the situation to her.


    Deirdre¡¯s anxiety turned into panic. She leaned close to the window and heard the baby¡¯s cries amplify.


    She could tell the child was running out of strength, and her face paled. ¡°I don¡¯t


    think the baby could hang in there much longer, Brendan! Do you see the parents around?¡±


    ¡°No.¡± Brendan removed his cardigan and wrapped it around his elbow. He motioned to Deirdre, telling h


    er to step aside, and hurled a jab at the window.


    Deirdre could tell how hard the window was based on the resulting sound. Her heart skipped a


    beat. ¡°C- Can¡¯t we find a brick or something? You¡¯ll hurt your arm!¡±


    ¡°There¡¯s no time.¡±


    All Brendan saw was the baby and how¡­ young she was.


    Their unborn kid would have been about the same age as she was had he¡­


    God. His fecklessness had caused a young life to die before. He would not forgive himself if he let the s


    ame thing happen again in his life.


    He gritted his teeth, aimed at the


    center of an emerging crack, and rammed his elbow against the window a few more times. Finally, it ca


    ved under the pressure, and the baby¡¯s muffled cries red at them like a shrill call for help.


    Brendan picked the baby up and passed it to Deirdre. ¡°The air inside this car must have been running l


    ow,¡± he remarked.


    ¡°The child was starting to have trouble breathing, which is why she was bawling. You calm


    her.¡±


    Deirdre brought the child close to her chest gingerly¨Calmost a little frightfully. Strangely


    enough, the baby stopped crying as soon as she


    leaned her head against her bosom. She began to drool in groggy fatigue.


    Brendan was trying to cover his bleeding arm when he saw them. The color in his eyes died a little as hi


    ¡°Is she?¡± Deirdre echoed, her shoulders slumping a little, just like her spirit. ¡°M¨CMust be


    a coincidence. She must be tired after crying for so long. Honestly, though?¡± Sheughed self¨C


    deprecatingly. ¡°She¡¯s a brave baby, isn¡¯t she? Didn¡¯t even burst into tears after seeing my face.¡±


    Brendan furrowed his brows. ¡°What¡¯s wrong with your face? It¡¯s still beautiful.¡±


    They both stiffened.


    The corner of Deirdre¡¯s lips went up ever so slightly. ¡°What¡¯s the matter with you? You haven¡¯t been actin


    Or rather, he had not been acting like Brendan Brighthall.


    Brendan would be hard¨C


    pressed to mention his nightmare, nor would he have the courage to confess to the whirlwind of conflicti

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    Chapter 202 An Exorbitant Demand


    Brendan had always thought that Deirdre looked beautiful. He used to believe that he had this


    thought just because she looked like Charlene. Nevertheless, his thought remained unchanged even th


    ough Deirdre had been disfigured for a long time.


    Deirdre¡¯s mouth was open, but she couldn¡¯t say a single word. She only felt awkward. As she tried to ch


    ange the topic, the child in her embrace began to cry, grabbing her cor without any intention of letting


    go.


    ¡°What is it? Are you feeling ufortable?¡± Deirdre got nervous but she didn¡¯t lose her cool. She patte


    d the back of the child with one hand while touching the child¡¯s forehead with the other.


    She did it in one go, and the little girl in her embrace stopped crying.


    Brendan felt rather dazzled while watching Deirdre. He inexplicably wondered how good it would be if


    this child was theirs!


    In that case, even if Deirdre learned about the death of her mother, she would live for the sake of the ch


    ild. He wouldn¡¯t allow her to suffer continuously provided that she lived a good life.


    ¡°Brendan? Brendan?¡±


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    As soon as Brendan recollected himself, he realized that Deirdre had called his name a couple of times


    . Hence, he immediately replied, ¡°I¡¯m here. What is it?¡±


    Deirdre bit her lip, feeling that something was inexplicably strange about this. However, she didn¡¯t dwell


    on it, so she said,


    ¡°Can you please help me check what she needs? Although she stopped crying, she doesn¡¯t


    want to let go of my cor.¡±


    When Brendan saw the girl drooling and pulling on Deirdre¡¯s cor, he instantly understood and replied.


    ¡± She¡¯s hungry.¡±


    ¡°She¡¯s hungry?¡± Deirdre responded by saying hesitantly, ¡°Shall we take her to get some


    food or wait for her parents?¡±


    As Brendan was about to reply, a man and a woman rushed over from the other side of the street.


    ¡°What are you two doing here?!¡± The woman snatched the child from Deirdre and pushed her away wit


    h force. ¡°Are you trying to kidnap a child? You two look kind, but you turned out to be human traffickers!


    What a shame!¡±


    The child started to cry. Deirdre was forced to retreat and fell backward. Fortunately, Brendan reacted f


    ast enough to prevent her from falling. With a frigid expression, he red at the couple.


    ¡°We, trying to kidnap a child? Don¡¯t you know where you left your child? If we had been anyter, she¡¯d


    have died of suffocation.¡±


    ¡°What the hell are you talking about!¡± The young man reprimanded him with bloodshot eyes. ¡°Watch you


    of your business!¡±


    Meanwhile, the man saw the shattered window of his car. Infuriated, he yanked Brendan¡¯s arm and snar


    police!¡±


    Deirdre turned pale while hearing the non¨Cstop usations of


    the couple. She hadn¡¯t expected that these two would be so shameless.


    Brendan took a nce at the car and shot back with disgust on his


    face, ¡°Is your car worth 40,000 dors? Why would you make such an exorbitant demand?¡±


    The woman¡¯s expression suddenly changed. Meanwhile, the man was so infuriated that he tried to lunge


    intimidating aura and height, he retreated


    and said with a stubborn tone, ¡°I want you to pay for the damage regardless! Otherwise, I¡¯ll take you to t

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    It was obvious


    that the man had been trying hard to bepensated because he could tell that Brendan was a rich gu


    y.


    ¡°40,000 dors is indeed not a big deal,¡± Brendan said indifferently.


    The couple appeared to be excited while Brendan fixed his frigid eyes on them. He added in a condesc


    ending manner, ¡°But I wouldn¡¯t give it to people like you. Just report this to the police, or I¡¯ll do it myself!


    ¡±


    ¡°On what grounds could you do it?!¡±


    Brendan took a step forward and replied in an intimidating manner, ¡°You two are abusing your own dau


    ghter. This fact alone is more than enough to lock you up!¡±


    The man retreated upon seeing Brendan¡¯s imposing manner. Only when the woman pushed him did he


    pluck up the courage to yell, ¡°We are abusing our own daughter?¡±


    Deirdre had a sharp headache, which was only stimted by the desperate cries of


    the child. When she heard the irresponsible remark of the man, she was so furious that her lips began t


    rembling. She then reprimanded them. ¡°Is it not abuse when you lock up a one¨Cyear¨C


    old girl in a car for at least two hours? Do you know how dangerous being in a car is? Even though it¡¯s


    not summer, the child could still have suffocated due to ack of oxygen! Are you even worthy of being


    her parents?!¡±


    It was the first time she was so infuriated that she trembled from anger. Brendan patted her shoulder in


    comfort before he coldly pointed at the surveince camera above them.


    ¡°This should have a record of the time you two locked the child up in the car. Would you like toe wi


    th us to the police station?¡±


    ¡°That¡¯s crazy¡­¡± The man panicked. He turned to the woman, and the two of them hurriedly got into the


    car and left. Even though the car drove away, Deirdre could still hear the girl¡¯s heart¨Cwrenching cries.


    She felt heartache. Brendan raised her chin with his fingertips and asked, ¡°What¡¯s wrong?¡±


    Deirdre attempted to control herself, yet she couldn¡¯t help shivering. She closed her eyes and replied, T


    hat child¡¯s parents d¨C


    don¡¯t love her. I can imagine how suffocated she must feel, trying to survive in such a family.¡±


    Brendan could certainly tell how Deirdre felt. He enveloped her in his arms and whispered in her ear, ¡°I


    think that if we were that child¡¯s parents, she¡¯d be very happy.¡±


    Deirdre was stunned. Brendan released her and held her wrist while pacing forward.


    Even after they got in the car, Deirdre remained in a daze. She couldn¡¯t really understand what Brenda


    n had meant. Hence, even when the car reached the gate of the mansion, she was still in a trance.


    It was only when Brendan reminded her


    that Deirdre unfastened her seat belt and got out of the car. When she realized Brendan remained seat


    ed in the car, she asked, ¡°Why are you still sitting in the car?¡±


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    ¡°You may go back first. I¡¯ve got something urgent to do.¡±


    Deirdre nodded. It was normal for Brendan to be busy, as he was the director of the Brighthall Group.


    When she was about to close the car door, Dr. Ginger walked out of the mansion. He got anxious as so


    on as he saw Brendan.


    ¡°Mr. Brighthall, what¡¯s happened to you? Why


    do you have such a huge rash? Are you having an allergic reaction? Did you touch a dog again?¡±


    Deirdre abruptly turned. She couldn¡¯t see it but she could hear Brendan¡¯s unnatural breathing.


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    ¡°What do you mean?¡± Deirdre failed to react in time. ¡°Allergic reaction? Is Brendan allergic to dogs?¡±


    ¡°Yes, Mr. Brighthall is allergic to dog fur. And it¡¯s a very severe allergy!¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s face turned pale instantly. Brendan was allergic to dog fur? To think that he


    had gone to the dog cafe and put that dog in her arms?


    ¡°No worries.¡± Brendan frowned, feeling unhappy with the doctor. ¡°I took medicine in advance, and it¡¯s jus


    When Deirdre heard his bold remark, her eyes began


    moving, and she kept wondering whether this had been nned ahead of time.

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    Dr. Ginger


    had a pair of sharp eyes. When he saw Brendan¡¯s hands on the steering wheel and noticed that his sle


    eves were covered in blood, the doctor¡¯s instinct propelled him to rush toward Brendan. He gasped wh


    en he saw bruises and bloody marks on his arms.


    ¡°Did you smash something against your arms? Why are they full of bruises? D¨C


    Do you not want your hands anymore?¡±


    In the past, Dr. Ginger wouldn¡¯t have had the courage to speak in this manner. But now that he was so f


    urious and anxious, he ordered, ¡°Go sit in the back. I¡¯ll drive to the hospital. I don¡¯t have any testing equ


    ipment here, so I can¡¯t ensure that your bones will stay intact!¡±


    ¡°NO-¡±


    ¡°Just listen to Dr. Ginger,¡± Deirdre abruptly chimed in. Her eyes were ck, but she gradually tightened


    her fists in her sleeves. She couldn¡¯t understand why Brendan had changed so much that he was unlik


    e his normal self. Their priority, however, was to get Brendan to the hospital.


    She got into the passenger seat and said with downcast eyes, ¡°When your


    arm is broken, there are a lot of things you can¡¯t do. And yourpany needs you.¡±


    Brendan paused. He wished to hear Deirdre say that she cared about him. ¡°Just thepany? What a


    bout you?¡±


    ¡°What?¡± Deirdre only realized what Brendan was asking after a while. He was asking whether she need


    ed


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    him as well.


    She was startled. To be exact, she was


    stiff and nervous. It was Dr. Ginger who broke the stalemate first when he pointed out, ¡°Mr. Brighthall,


    Miss McKinnon, can we put any love affairs aside until we get to the hospital? Mr. Brighthall, we have t


    o go to the hospital because your face is swelling up and you¡¯re having difficulty breathing!¡±


    Brendan stopped dying this any further. But when he went to take the back seat, he shook Deirdre¡¯s


    hand lightly.


    Upon arriving at the hospital, Brendan had a blood transfusion. During the process, the hospital took an


    x- ray of his arm. Fortunately, none of his bones were injured, but because his skin was severely injure


    d, he


    still needed treatment.


    Throughout the process, Deirdre was waiting at the door. Because she was blind, she could only hear v


    oices and couldn¡¯t do anything to help.


    Besides, she had hugged several dogs, so she might worsen Brendan¡¯s condition by being closer.


    ¡°Miss McKinnon, there¡¯s a seat here. Would you like to have a seat for now? I¡¯ll take you in once Mr. Bri


    ghthall¡¯s wounds have been dressed properly.¡±


    ¡°No, thanks.¡± Deirdre took a step back and gave Dr. Ginger a forced smile. Then, she said, ¡°C¨C


    Can you please, uh, take me back?¡±


    ¡°Take you back?¡± Dr. Ginger took a nce at Brendan, who was still having his


    wounds dressed and appeared to be rather hesitant.


    By the time Brendan¡¯s arm was bandaged, he was sweating excessively and feeling agonizing pain. He


    hadn¡¯t thought the wounds would be this


    severe at the beginning, let alone know why the pain became unbearable as time passed.


    He took a breath. When he recalled the way Deirdre had clenched her fists, trying to hold back her


    nervous affection, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips. He thought it was time to appease her.


    ¡°Excuse me,¡± he told the nurse. ¡°Have you seen thedy in the in dress who was with me earlier?¡±


    The nurse couldn¡¯t recall, but maybe it was because she thought Brendan and Deirdre were dressed too


    door opened.


    ¡°Brendan! Are you alright?¡± Charlene rushed in anxiously. ¡°Why


    would youe here for a blood transfusion? How¡¯s your arm?¡±


    She was so distressed that tears welled up in her eyes. Brendan¡¯s expression froze. He withdrew his ha


    by little from hers as he asked, ¡°Why are you here?¡±


    Charlene looked up. ¡°Didn¡¯t you have Dr. Ginger call me over to take care of you?¡±


    ¡°I had Dr. Ginger call you?¡± Brendan¡¯s expression froze. When he thought of a possibility, his heart skipp


    barked, ¡°Where¡¯s Deirdre?¡±


    Charlene was stunned. ¡°Deirdre? Is she in the hospital as well?¡±


    When the nurse was about to leave, she said, ¡°Thatdy left. She left a long time ago.¡±


    Then, the nurse left, pushing the cart with her. Meanwhile, Brendan¡¯s eyes gradually turned icy.


    Even though he still felt pain in his arm, he clenched his fist tightly, his fingernails pressing against his pa

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    Chapter 205 I Thought You Would be Happy


    How could she leave just like that?


    Brendan was so allergic that it had been difficult for him to breathe, a rash had appeared on his face, a


    nd he was still in excruciating pain. Yet, she hadn¡¯t even stayed behind to see him?


    ¡°Bren¡­ are you alright? Just let Miss McKinnon go.¡± Charlene was excited that the two of


    them finally had time alone. She sat down beside Brendan. ¡°It¡¯s good that I can stay here with you.¡±


    Before Charlene could sit still, Brendan abruptly rose to his feet and pulled out the blood tube.


    ¡°Bren! What are you doing?¡± Charlene panicked, but Brendan ignored her. His eyes were


    red as he desperately rushed out of the ward.


    He hurriedly stopped a taxi, wanting to go back to the mansion. Because he still felt the allergy sympto


    ms, including an aching arm and breathing difficulty, he was even more furious.


    ¡®Deirdre, are you that cold¨Chearted? I have done so much for you, yet you weren¡¯t touched at all?¡¯


    On the second floor of the mansion, Deirdre was in a daze while


    sitting on the chair on the balcony. Her eyes were unfocused, and she had been in the same position si


    nce she had gotten back a long time ago.


    Not only could she not understand, but she was also confused and afraid.


    She was afraid of Brendan¡¯s sudden tenderness. Like a different person, he was trying to mend her alr


    eady broken heart.


    In fact, she was satisfied with her current life. Her mother was still alive, and she had grown used to Br


    endan¡¯s indifference. She knew that Brendan would one day marry Charlene, and she would leave with


    out hesitation and return to her mother¡¯s side.


    While Deirdre was in a trance, her door was suddenly


    flung open. She abruptly turned in the direction of the door, and before she could react, a strong pair


    of hands sped her shoulders tightly. The person who had entered was obviously enraged.


    Deirdre¡¯s eyshes shivered slightly. ¡°Is that you, Brendan?¡±


    Before Brendan could respond, she reacted abruptly. ¡°Your hands. Don¡¯t use so much energy. You¡¯ll get


    injured!¡±


    ¡°So you still care about me?¡± Brendan sneered. His red eyes were full of anger and resentment simulta


    neously. ¡°I thought you wouldn¡¯t frown or look at me even if I died.¡±


    Deirdre was rendered speechless by these sarcastic words. Then, she asked, ¡°Why did


    youe back so soon? A blood transfusion takes a long time, doesn¡¯t it?¡±


    ¡°I pulled the tubes out.¡± Brendan took a deep breath. He was still furious.


    ¡°You pulled them out?¡± Deirdre was stunned, and her eyshes trembled. ¡°Why? Are you nuts?¡±


    ¡°Yes! I¡¯ve gone nuts!¡± Brendan was having even more difficulty breathing. ¡°After my wound


    was dressed, I went crazy when I heard that you were gone! I don¡¯t care even if I am injured. In fact, I¡¯d


    so cruel?!¡±


    Deirdre was in a trance. Was this what Brendan cared about?


    She said wryly, ¡°I thought¡­ you¡¯d be more excited if Charlene was there to apany you¡­¡±


    ¡°The moment I knew you left, I


    didn¡¯t even manage to tell Charlene anything. I just rushed out of the hospital. Do you think I


    am happy?¡± Brendan said, ¡°Deirdre. I. Will. Never.


    Be. Happy. About. You. Leaving. Me. I. Only. Want. You!¡±


    ¡®I want you to live, and I want you to only belong to me!¡®


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    He didn¡¯t say this. However, his words had shocked Deirdre so much that she staggered. She began to


    Brendan lowered his head, looked for her lips, and kissed them fiercely.


    When the


    kiss was over, he said, ¡°Deirdre, don¡¯t try to escape. Whatever I¡¯ve said, I meant it sincerely. Let¡¯s go bac

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    Chapter 206 Would He Lose Her?


    Back to the old days¡­


    Deirdre felt a sharp heartache, and tears welled up in her eyes. ¡°We could never go back to the old day


    s.¡±


    Although she said it with determination, she was absolutely touched.


    She would meet her mother again in nine days. And it might be good for her if


    they treated each other with respect, just like in the old days.


    It was pointless to torture each other. She thought it would be enough provided she could be emotionall


    y detached from Brendan perpetually.


    Finally, she gave in.


    ¡°Brendan, I don¡¯t have anything to pursue in this life. The only thing I care about is my mother. As long


    as she is safe and sound and you keep your promise, I can, uh, try to go back to the old days.¡±


    She mustered up all her courage to say this, but the enthusiasm in Brendan¡¯s eyes had gradually dissip


    ated.


    As long as Ophelia was safe and sound?


    It was toote. Ophelia had already¡­


    Brendan suddenly felt inexplicable terror about the meeting between that woman and Deirdre in nine d


    ays.


    He didn¡¯t know what he would do if Deirdre discovered the truth and realized this was a lie.


    Would he lose Deirdre?


    Would he lose this lively, agile side of Deirdre?


    ¡°Brendan¡­¡±


    Perhaps Brendan had unconsciously strengthened his grip, as Deirdre was in pain.


    Brendan released her when he realized it. ¡°Okay.¡±


    He pursed his lips into a straight line and said, ¡°Sure, let¡¯s just try to go back to the old days.¡±


    After he said this, he saw another side of himself in the mirror. He looked serious and uneasy.


    He even thought that these nine days were probably his only chance.


    He was determined to do his best so that Deirdre would fall for him again in these nine days.


    He believed that Deirdre wouldn¡¯t want tomit suicide if she loved him, even if she was in agony. Sh


    e would grit her teeth and persevere for him.


    ¡°Okay.¡± Deirdre was in a daze for a moment, her heart bing tender as she recalled her mother. Th


    en, she recollected herself and asked, ¡°How are your hands and body?


    ¡°I¡¯ll call Dr. Ginger and have him bring the blood transfusion equipment over. Doing it at home will be th


    e


    same.¡±


    In the end, Dr. Ginger brought over a bottle of blood for


    the transfusion. Deirdre stood by Brendan¡¯s side. In fact, she didn¡¯t


    do it voluntarily, but Brendan had asked her to.


    Brendan was holding her hand, unwilling to let go.


    Whenever she moved, he would say, ¡°Ouch, it¡¯s painful. If you move again, the wound will reopen.¡±


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    This method was very effective, and he used it numerous times. Only when he


    was thirsty did he let go of Deirdre¡¯s hand so that she could go downstairs to get him some water.


    When Deirdre was about to go


    back upstairs after pouring him a ss of water, she heard quick footstepsing from behind her.


    ¡°Where¡¯s Bren!¡± Charlene was in a hurry. She couldn¡¯t have peace of mind at home. Hence, she had dec


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    Deirdre.


    Deirdre calmly turned her head toward Charlene and replied, ¡°He¡¯s upstairs.¡±


    ¡°In that case, why are you here?¡±


    ¡°He said he was thirsty, so I¡¯m here to get him some water.¡±


    Charlene moved toward Deirdre and snatched the ss


    in Deirdre¡¯s hand. Then, she approached Deirdre¡¯s face and said with hate in her eyes, ¡°Miss McKinnon


    Brendan wants!¡±


    She then rushed upstairs, leaving Deirdre standing alone on the stairs, feeling calm.


    When Charlene entered the room, Brendan barely had time to look up from his


    files. He raised his head andined. ¡°Why did it take you so long-¡±


    He stopped instantaneously when he saw Charlene and felt inexplicably conflicted.


    Charlene approached Brendan with tears in her eyes.


    ¡°Bren, why did you leave me in the hospital? You even plucked out all the tubes. Do you know how worr


    She put the ss on the table, and her eyes reddened as she said, ¡°Bren, do you


    hate me? Do you never want to see me again?¡±

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    Chapter 207 Are You Getting Rid of Me Because of Deirdre?


    ¡°No, of course not.¡± Brendan did his best to deny it.


    ¡®Hate Charlene? That would be impossible, of course. Charlene is my savior, so I would never feel that


    way for her just because of that particr reason.¡®


    Charlene¡¯s expression rxed slightly when she noticed how determined Brendan was about denying it


    . She sat closer to him and said, ¡°Why did you leave so suddenly then? Even if there is something impo


    rtant to do at thepany, you still need to prioritize your health over anything else, okay?¡±


    ¡°Hmm,¡± Brendan replied nonchntly, yet his gaze was constantly sweeping over the shut door.


    Charlene took a nce at the door as well. She felt her heart racing but forced a chuckle. ¡°What are yo


    u looking at¡­ Brendan? Do you need something?¡±


    Brendan got straight to the point. ¡°Where¡¯s Deidre? Why hasn¡¯t she returned after such a long time? W


    asn¡¯t she supposed to fetch me water?¡±


    Charlene¡¯s smile froze on her face.


    ¡°Ms. McKinnon¡­ passed me the ss when she saw me. I suppose she wanted to give us


    some privacy, which is why she hasn¡¯te here.¡± 2


    ¡®Give us some privacy?¡®


    Brendan felt a knot in the pit of his stomach yet had no idea how to vent his anger because that was jus


    t


    how Deirdre behaved.


    She had neverpeted or fought right from the start. He would say coldly whenever he was with her,


    ¡± I¡¯m only willing to touch you because of Charlene. Otherwise, I wouldn¡¯t even be bothered to take a gl


    ance at a woman like you.¡±


    She would express her sorrow but hold back her emotions. She would nod and answer, ¡°I understand.¡±


    Brendan felt his heart wrench in pain at the thought. How cruel and cold had he been in the past? 1


    ¡°It¡¯s cold outside, but there¡¯s heating in the house. I¡¯ll go and look for her.¡± Brendan removed the nke


    t and was about to get up with the transfusion fluid in his hand.


    Charlene¡¯s face turned pale abruptly, and her eyes widened in incredulousness. ¡°Brendan¡­¡±


    Her voice was shaky, and she was holding back her displeasure. ¡°You¡¯re going to get blood backflow if


    you keep moving like this. Ms. McKinnon is no fool. She knows how to dress warmer if she¡¯s cold.¡±


    ¡°This is her room, where all her clothes are kept. She has nowhere else to go.¡±


    Brendan got out of the room, holding the transfusion fluid, and found the woman downstairs. She was s


    itting on the sofa in a daze, and the sight of her tiny, emaciated body was pitiful.


    She looked like a homeless child.


    Brendan clenched


    his teeth tightly and felt like he was about to lose his temper. However, he had no idea why he felt that w


    dull her existence and neglect her own needs. ¡®Why would I think that Deirdre was a sinister, unscrupulo


    ¡°Brendan¡­¡± Charlene walked outside in a haste and found Brendan looking at Deirdre. The sight of his


    affectionate, was a crushing blow to her. She felt a sense of uneasiness growing inside her but attempte


    hand is going to get bruised if you do this. Don¡¯t you want me to stay for


    a little while because I don¡¯t get to visit you often?


    ¡°As for Ms. McKinnon, isn¡¯t she fine by herself downstairs? You can see


    her at any time if you want but I


    don¡¯t live here.¡±


    Charlene was right. However, the more Brendan looked at Deirdre, the lonelier he found her. He was the


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    He furrowed his eyebrows. ¡°You should go home, Charlene.¡±


    Charlene was astonished. ¡°What are you talking about, Brendan¡­ Are you getting rid of me because of


    Deirdre? Tell me! Have you fallen for Deirdre?¡±


    She was extremely anxious. She waited for Brendan¡¯s denial eagerly for a long time, only to hear his sile

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    Brendan could not have forgotten about that, nor would he allow himself to.


    Charlene had risked her life to save him from the fire that year, so he owed his life to her.


    ¡°I will honor my promise.¡± After a long while, Brendan¡¯s gaze dimmed, and he said in a dreary tone,¡± Ho


    wever, now is not the time. Deirdre went to prison because of us and has not only lost her eyes but the


    person that she cares about the most, her mother. I must give her another reason to live.¡±


    He turned his wless, gorgeous face to the side. His expression was overwhelmed with emotions. ¡°I w


    ant to atone for the crime wemitted in the past.¡±


    ¡°Bu¡­¡± Charlene¡¯s lips trembled, and her breathing quickened.


    ¡®Atone for the crime wemitted in the past?¡® The remark sounded dignified and sensible, yet Charle


    ne knew that Brendan would not have minded if he really did not care about Deirdre.


    ¡®Does that mean that he has really fallen in love with her?¡®


    Her chest was boiling with uneasiness, and she clenched her teeth tightly, her eyes red.


    ¡°There are many ways to atone.¡±


    ¡°But this is the quickest way. I don¡¯t have much time left.¡± Brendan interrupted her, his gaze locked on


    Deirdre, not looking away for even a moment.


    Charlene wanted to say something else, but Brendan furrowed his eyebrows tightly.


    ¡°Charlene, don¡¯t you feel the slightest ounce of guilt? Deirdre went to prison because wepelled her


    to do so. She lost the two most important things in her life because of that. Do you know how hopeless


    she was when she tried to jump off the building the other day?¡±


    At this point, Brendan could not help remembering the woman¡¯s pitiful and hopeless expression the oth


    er day and felt his heart wrench in unbearable pain. ¡°All


    I want is for her to live on courageously. Then, I¡¯m going to marry you.¡±


    He uttered the final sentence nonchntly, without any affection, love, or emotion, as if he was only per


    forming his duty.


    Charlene was unusually furious, yet there was nothing she could do when Brendan had already said thi


    s. If she were to stop him at this point, she would be regarded as cold¨Cblooded and merciless. 1


    ¡°Alright¡­ Brendan, I understand.¡± A momentter, Charlene forced a smile on her delicately beautiful fa


    ce. ¡°Ms. McKinnon is very pitiful indeed. However, I can¡¯t wait too long either¡­ Don¡¯t forget what you pr


    omised me.¡±


    Upon


    saying that, she pulled a long face and darted a look at the woman sitting on the sofa, her eyes emitting


    hatred while she went downstairs.


    Brendan followed her downstairs as well but made his way to the sofa. He looked around the room, gra


    bbed a woolen nket, and covered Deirdre.


    Sensing his thin, cold fingers, Deirdre was stunned. ¡°Brendan?¡±


    ¡°it¡¯s me.¡±


    ¡°Why are you here? Where¡¯s Charlene?¡±


    She got up from the sofa. She had assumed that they would be spending a lot of time with each other.


    ¡°She left.¡± Brendan suppressed his anger but still felt rather displeased


    deep in his heart. ¡°Why? Did you hope I¡¯d stay with Charlene in the room for a long time?¡±


    Deirdre was stunned by the question.


    She did not hope for anything, nor did she feel many emotions in her heart. In fact, she was very calm a


    ¡°I thought that Charlene would be staying for a long time.¡±


    ¡°I told her to leave,¡± said Brendan. Feeling anger in his chest, he said in a righteous tone, ¡°It¡¯s because


    I promised you that we¡¯d go


    back to being our past selves in the next nine days so Ophelia won¡¯t notice anything unusual about us. H


    Deirdre was caught in a daze for


    a moment. ¡®Brendan actually made Charlene leave? This is unexpected. In fact, you could even say that


    ¡°You


    don¡¯t need to do this.¡± Deirdre frowned and said, ¡°I¡¯m not stopping you from meeting Charlene. It¡¯s only a


    ¡°It is an act, and we shall not be disturbed by others during our rehearsal.¡±


    Brendan suppressed his resentment. He was well aware of how non¨C


    confrontational Deirdre was. ¡®Did she not feel jealous of Charlene in the past? Yes, of course she did. Bu

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    On the other hand, he hadpelled her to be so non¨Cconfrontational and submissive.


    Deirdre was about to say something when Dr. Ginger returned from outside. He was stunned for a mo


    ment when he found Brendan sitting on the sofa with the transfusion fluid in his hand. ¡°Mr. Brighthall, w


    eren¡¯t you undergoing transfusion on the second floor? Why did you get downstairs so suddenly?¡±


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    Then, he noticed the blood backflow in Brendan¡¯s transfusion line and felt his heart racing. He ran over


    and said, ¡°Why is there so much blood backflow in the transfusion


    line? You shouldn¡¯t be tormenting yourself no matter how strong your body


    is. The back of your hand is really swollen, and the transfusion site is blocked. Don¡¯t you want to get be


    tter?¡±


    Dr. Ginger was furious yet speechless, as he had never encountered a trouble¨C


    making patient like Brendan. Inparison, Deirdre was a much more obedient patient.


    ¡°We¡¯re going to set up the transfusion line on your other hand this time. However, don¡¯t move about like


    that anymore. We¡¯re going to have to find a new site to set up the line if it gets swollen again.


    Dr. Ginger set up a new line and managed the wound in the previous spot. Deirdre could not see, so sh


    e could only ask with an anxious expression, ¡°Is the blood backflow very serious?¡±


    ¡°Yes, of course. Half of the line is full of blood!¡± Dr. Ginger could not help nagging. ¡°Why did youe


    downstairs when you were fine upstairs, Mr. Brighthall? Even if you really had something important to d


    o, you should have let Ms. McKinnon carry the fluid bottle. You were moving


    so much that the needle shifted. Aren¡¯t you in pain?¡±


    Brendan parted his thin lips and answered calmly, ¡°It¡¯s because Deirdre was downstairs.¡±


    ¡°Me?¡± Deirdre was stunned.


    Brendan said, ¡°You didn¡¯te upstairs for a long time, and there¡¯s no heating downstairs. I was worrie


    d that you might be cold, so I had toe downstairs to get you, of course.¡±


    ¡°I was downstairs because¡­¡± Deirdre¡¯s voice halted to a stop, and her mind went nk.


    ¡®Why does Brendan care about me?


    ¡®Is he really serious about returning to the past?¡±


    ¡°There is no reason for you to stay downstairs.¡± Brendan stared at his hands and said in a resentful ton


    e, My only uninjured hand is now swollen, and it is all because of you.¡±


    Dr. Ginger raised his head to take a nce at Brendan and


    thought about how shameless Brendan¡¯s remark was.


    Deirdre took it seriously and lowered her head in guilt. ¡°I¡¯m sorry.¡±


    ¡°Your apology can¡¯t cure my hands. You¡¯ll be in charge of keeping mepany and taking care of my d


    aily needs during my recovery period. Will that be alright?¡±


    Dr. Ginger was dumbstruck with bewilderment. ¡®You¡¯re asking a blind woman to take care of a healthy


    man¡¯s day¨Cto¨C


    day activities? It¡¯d be considered courteous of me to call you shameless. You¡¯re a soulless


    beast!¡® 1-


    ¡°Sure.¡±


    Deirdre furrowed her eyebrows deeply and epted the task obediently.


    In the next two days, Brendan behaved as if his hands were broken, and Deirdre had to spoon¨C


    feed him


    during meals.


    ¡°It¡¯s too hot. Blow on it.¡±


    Brendan ordered her. Deirdre found it strange because the soup was obviously


    lukewarm but she still blew on it cautiously before she brought the spoon closer to Brendan.


    Brendan made Deirdre take off his clothes and strip him down during bath time.


    Deirdre could not see but she kept her eyes tightly shut. She removed his clothes with shaky fingers and


    ¡°It¡¯s done.¡±


    Brendan cracked a smirk uncontrobly and stepped into the bathtub as he looked at her flushed ears.


    ¡°I shall leave if there¡¯s nothing else.¡±


    ¡°Hold on.¡± Brendan sat in the bathtub. ¡°Get me the shower gel behind me.¡±


    Deirdre felt for the bottle and stretched out her arm to pass the bottle to Brendan. A huge hand


    grabbed her wrist abruptly, and by the time she reacted


    to the situation, she was already falling into the warm water, her upper


    body leaning right on the man¡¯s chest.


    Shocked, she tried to get away in a haste, yet Brendan wrapped her in


    his arms. ¡°Why are you still resisting me? What have I done that you can¡¯t forgive me for?¡±

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    The man was so strong that she was actually incapable of budging when his arms were wrapped aroun


    d her slender waist.


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    Deirdre turned her head to the side and said, ¡°Let go of me.¡±


    ¡°Answer me first.¡± Brendan¡¯s gaze was zing hot. Their rtionship had not progressed any further in


    the past few days no matter how intimate their interactions had been. ¡®Is her heart still invested in Sterli


    ng? Is she having such a hard time getting over him?¡®


    Deirdre took a deep breath. She did not want to resist but she felt


    her body trying to escape instinctively and she had no control over it.


    ¡°I don¡¯t know.¡±


    ¡°Let me guess.¡± Brendan¡¯s


    gaze locked on Deirdre¡¯s face. ¡°Is it because of Charlene or Sterling? Or is it because of the child?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s pupils constricted instinctively


    at the mention of the child, and Brendan frowned when he noticed that.


    He was referring to the child in the car, but it was apparent that Deirdre had something else on her min


    d considering her reaction. It seemed that she was thinking about their child, the one that had


    ceased to


    exist.


    ¡®Could something have happened in the meantime that I¡¯m unaware of?¡®


    Brendan furrowed his eyebrows. He had a lingering feeling that he had yet to learn something, and it m


    ade him feel lost and uneasy. 1


    He rested his chin on her hair. Brendan did not have the courage to ask Deirdre about her reason for n


    ot wanting the child. It was painful for both of them, and the situation would get out of hand if he brough


    t up this topic of conversation.


    ¡°I¡­ I should leave.¡± Deirdre took a deep breath and moved away from Brendan¡¯s body before she walk


    ed outside along the wall.


    Her body was drenched. She headed downstairs after she


    got changed and smelled the bitter, medicinal stench that filled the living room. Dr. Ginger smiled and to


    ld Deirdre, ¡°Ms. McKinnon, you came just in time. I was about to head


    upstairs to remind you that it¡¯s time for your medication.¡±


    Deirdre cracked a smile with great effort, took the medication cup, and downed the liquid medication.


    Dr. Ginger observed Deirdre¡¯s face and said in a gratified tone, ¡°After consuming the medication on tim


    e in the past two days, your face is pinker and you look much healthier. I believe that if you keep it up fo


    r another month, you won¡¯t need me anymore.¡±


    Deirdre was stunned. Then, she said in a self¨C


    mocking tone, ¡°I¡¯ll be able to have children after a month, is that right?¡±


    She showed her aversion in such an obvious manner that Dr. Ginger was stunned. ¡°That¡¯s not certain b


    ecause Mr. Brighthall has only instructed me to treat you so you can regain your health. As for whether


    you can have children, that is a variable.¡±


    ¡°Weren¡¯t you hired to treat my infertility?¡±


    Dr. Ginger chuckled. ¡°I was supposed to, but Mr. Brighthall came to me afterward to tell me that the me


    dication was too bitter and you were so resistant to the treatment that it was unnecessary to continue


    the


    fertility treatment. Hence, I was instructed to help you get healthy. Haven¡¯t you noticed that the medicatio


    doesn¡¯t taste as bitter as it used to anymore, Ms. McKinnon?¡±


    Indeed, she had


    been gagging so much that she had been unable to eat anymore after consuming the medication. Afterw


    ¡°Ms. McKinnon, even though I don¡¯t know why you resist getting pregnant so much, I can tell that Mr. Br


    Deirdre felt as if her mind was working slowly, and her limbs were numb as she got upstairs. Shey on


    By the time she was jolted back to reality, Brendan had already gotten out of the bathroom.


    Deirdre shut her eyes in a haste. She could not figure out a way to confront


    Brendan, so she pretended to be asleep.


    Brendan moved closer and sat next to her. He ran his fingers over her forehead to smoothen her frown,


    ¡°Are you asleep?¡±

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    Brendan asked, but there was no response from Deirdre. He figured out that Deirdre was still awake,


    so he leaned next to her ear and whispered, ¡°It was my fault for disappointing you in the past, Deirdre. I


    ruined your life and everything in it. If I could do it over, I¡¯d want to keep the child and ask you to stay.


    However, I can¡¯t turn back time, so please give me a chance to atone. If you still want to leave after


    meeting Ophelia, I¡¯ll grant you the freedom to do so.¡±


    Upon saying that, he tucked Deirdre under the nket and left.


    Deirdre opened her eyes and listened to her violent yet loud heartbeat.


    The next morning, Brendan received some information from thepany.


    One of the tourism development projects was facing some issues, and Brendan was needed urgently


    there to connect with the coborators. The trip could take a week or five days at the very least.


    Brendan was well aware that Deirdre¡¯s heart was already wavering, and it would be best to continue his


    victorious pursuit. If he were to let her cool down for five days, she would return to her calm self once


    again.


    ¡°Must I stay for such a long time?¡±


    The assistant was conflicted. ¡°The location is quite far, and you¡¯ll be checking different areas there, so


    you can¡¯t shorten the


    ¡°Alright, understood.¡±


    Brendan got changed and got out of the room, only to find Deirdre already seated at the dining table.


    His hands were healed but he still waited for Deirdre to feed him. When the feeding waspleted,


    Brendan said nonchntly, ¡°Come with me on a trip to Southyarn tonight.¡±


    Deirdre raised her head, and Brendan said, ¡°I will be leaving for a trip and I don¡¯t know when I¡¯ll be


    back. The trip willst five days at the very least, and I will only be at ease if I bring you along. Besides,


    I need you urgently because of my hands.¡±


    Deirdre could not reject his remark, which had a dual meaning, so she could only return to the room to


    pack up.


    She brought two garments with her. Sawyer drove both of them to the airport, and they flew a great


    distance before they were picked up right after they disembarked from the ne.


    ¡°Hello, hello, Mr. Brighthall! We¡¯ve already prepared the hotel room, and you¡¯ll be heading to the


    banquet hall when we get there so you can meet the coborators right away.¡±


    Brendan nodded. The person in charge looked at Deirdre and paused for a moment. ¡°Is this your


    assistant or servant, Mr. Brighthall?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s body stiffened, and she hid herself subconsciously. Brendan furrowed his eyebrows rapidly


    and wrapped his arms around her, his gaze icy. ¡°This is Mrs. Brighthall.¡±


    The expression of the person in charge changed drastically at once, and Deirdre was stunned as well.


    She heard the person in charge p his forehead in a haste. ¡°What¡¯s wrong with me that I didn¡¯t even


    manage to recognize Mrs. Brighthall! I¡¯m really sorry, Mrs. Brighthall!¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s fine.¡± Deirdre lowered her head but she was having trouble getting ustomed to this. She wanted


    to run


    It was fortunate that they reached the hotel soon. Brendan removed his tie after they entered the room


    and scanned Deirdre¡¯s back with his gaze. ¡°Are you feeling unwell today? Is it because of what the


    manager said? If it is, just say it and I¡¯ll make him disappear from Southyarn.¡±


    ¡°No, it¡¯s not rted to him.¡±


    ¡°Not rted to him?¡± Brendan stepped forward, making her turn to him and tilting her chin up with his


    hand. He sized up her face and said, ¡°You¡¯ve been in a bad mood ever since you met him. What else


    could it be if not his inability to recognize you?¡±


    Deirdre forced a smile. ¡°I¡¯m not that childish, Brendan. I wouldn¡¯t make a fuss out of a trivial matter like


    this. It¡¯s very normal for people not to recognize me.¡±


    ¡°You just don¡¯t like to be mistaken for someone else then.¡± Brendan was very determined. ¡°Get


    changed. I¡¯m taking you to the banquet hall to introduce you to everyone. You should be pleased,


    right?¡±


    He held her hand, yet she resisted with all her might. ¡°Let go of me, Brendan!¡±This text is property of N?/velD/rama.Org.

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    Chapter 212 The Woman Chosen by Mr. Brighthall


    Brendan loosened his grip, his expression puzzled. ¡°What¡¯s going on?¡±


    Deirdre took a deep breath. ¡°Don¡¯t you see it? I don¡¯t enjoy being in public anymore. Walk a mile in my


    shoes. If you were me, would you still want to go out so you could be ridiculed by others? Even though


    I¡¯m used to it, I still won¡¯t put myself on the spot willingly.¡±


    Deirdre not only stunned herself when she made the remark, but she wondered if she had lost her


    mind.¡± How dare I tell Brendan my innermost thoughts and resist him? He has always wanted me to be


    obedient and submissive.¡±


    Only that way would he not take away the person that she cared about the most, Ophelia.


    Just as expected, the surrounding ambiance turned oppressive and dull abruptly.


    Deirdre¡¯s face turned slightly pale, and she was about to exin herself when Brendan said,


    ¡°Understood.¡±


    He added, ¡°I¡¯m sorry for not understanding the situation from your point of view earlier. You are right.


    They won¡¯t say it to my face, but they will inevitably ridicule and mock you. If you don¡¯t want to show


    yourself in public, you can stay in the room for a while. I¡¯ll be back to keep youpany as soon as


    possible.¡±


    Deirdre raised her eyes and felt the warmth of tears welling up in her eyes abruptly. Emotions were


    building and surging in her eyes, just like a monstrous wave.


    Brendan was stunned. He reacted to the situation by wiping away her tears. ¡°Why are you so


    astonished? Did you think that I¡¯m so savage and unreasonable that I wouldn¡¯t consider your feelings?¡±


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    A staff member knocked on the door. ¡°Mr. Brighthall, the manager sent me to inform you that the party


    has started and all the attendees have arrived except for you.¡±


    ¡°Alright, noted.¡± Brendan changed into the suit that had been prepared in advance and told Deirdre.


    ¡°Stay in the room and press number one on the phone by the bedside table if you¡¯re hungry. The call


    will be connected to the concierge, and you can order room service from them. I¡¯m leaving.¡±


    The project was of utmost importance to thepany, so he did not have the courage to procrastinate.


    He followed the staff member to the banquet hall immediately, leaving Deirdre all alone in the room.


    She was confused about being in a new environment. She felt her way around the room with her hands


    bit by bit and took a seat on the sofa. She could not help thinking about Brendan¡¯s remark earlier.


    By the time she was jolted back to reality, she heard noisesing from the door.


    ¡°Are you certain that this is Mr. Brighthall¡¯s room? You can¡¯t make a mistake here.¡±


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    ¡°Don¡¯t worry. Mr. Gull was very clear about the details.¡±


    ¡°Great then. Hand me the ess card. I¡¯ll go into the room myself.¡±


    Soon, the door was opened with a ck. The neer was startled by the sight of Deirdre sitting on


    the sofa. ¡°Oh my god!¡±


    The wornan¡¯s voice was sharp, and she patted her chest after getting over her surprise. ¡°So it¡¯s just a


    person. Why is her face so scary? I almost mistook her for a ghost!¡±


    The person speaking from behind was the staff member who had led Brendan to the banquet hall


    earlier. He sounded extremely surprised when he said, ¡°I didn¡¯t hear Mr. Brighthall say that there was a


    woman with him in the room. How did this woman get in his room?¡±


    The woman looked at Deirdre in contempt. ¡°I believe that she¡¯s some sort of servant of his. After all,


    women fall for an outstanding man like him easily. He arranged for a hideous woman to be by his side


    so those women would have the self-awareness to stop trying to sleep with him.¡±


    Both of them burst intoughter upon saying that and disregarded Deirdre.


    The woman removed her jacket and tossed it on the sofa next to Deirdre. She said, ¡°I don¡¯t care who


    you are. I¡¯m the woman chosen by Mr. Brighthall. It would be best for you to be sensible and leave at


    once so you won¡¯t interrupt my time with him.¡±


    Deirdre was in a daze for a moment, her fingers clenched tighter subconsciously. ¡°How are you going


    to prove that?¡±


    The woman could not helpughing. ¡°How am I going to prove that? Are you joking? How do you think I


    could have entered the room so ostentatiously if Mr. Brighthall hasn¡¯t passed me his room card? It¡¯s


    fine that you look hideous, but your brain is just as useless. I really have no idea how a person like you


    could have been chosen to be Mr. Brighthall¡¯s assistant. Leave now. I won¡¯t plead on your behalf when


    Mr. Brighthall gets here and loses his temper!¡±

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    Chapter 213 She Was Nothing to Him


    When the woman was done speaking, she went straight to the bathroom.


    The staff member let out a cough after noticing that Deirdre was still sitting in the same spot


    absentmindedly. She said, ¡°Miss, since you¡¯re working for Mr. Brighthall, it means that you¡¯re no fool.


    You should understand the situation and leave. There¡¯s a sofa in the lobby outside, and when it¡¯s over,


    Mr.


    Brighthall will let you back in the room.¡±


    ¡®Understand what?


    ¡®Understand that Brendan has taken a fancy to a woman and that they¡¯re going to carry out a


    transaction?¡±


    Deirdre felt nauseous, and her entire body felt unwell. She propped herself up on the sofa and stood


    up. If this was Brendan¡¯s choice, she did not have the right to feel any resentment.


    After all, she was nothing to him.


    She walked out the door by feeling the wall, and her actions stunned the staff member. ¡°You¡¯re blind?¡±


    Deirdre did not answer the staff member but she continued to feel about the area right in front of her.


    The staff member was in a daze.


    ¡°Brendan actually has a blind woman by his side? Is she really his assistant or servant?¡±


    She suddenly felt uneasy in her heart but she did not have the courage to procrastinate as soon as she


    remembered Mr. Gull¡¯s order. She hastily shut the door.


    On the other hand, Deirdre ran her hand along the wall by herself. She could not see, and the


    surrounding environment was totally new to her. She walked ahead, relying on her instinct, only to


    bump into the hotel¡¯s security guard.


    ¡°I¡¯m sorry, I¡¯m sorry!¡± The security guard apologized repeatedly. He raised his head but he was stunned


    when he saw Deirdre¡¯s extremely hideous face.


    The hotel had been specifically built for tourism development, so it had yet to open to the public


    officially. The people staying in the hotel today were all influential figures.


    He was astonished by Deirdre¡¯s appearance, in addition to her non-branded attire, and he could


    confirm that Deirdre was not the femalepanion of an influential figure.


    ¡°Where did youe from?¡± The security guard was convinced that the woman had snuck into the


    hotel. ¡± Why are you walking around the corridor of the tenth floor aimlessly? Are you trying to steal


    something?¡±


    ¡°No! I¡¯m not!¡± Deirdre defended herself with all her might.


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    ¡°You¡¯re not? Who brought you in here?¡± The security guard¡¯s hostility was very apparent.


    Deirdre said, ¡°Brendan Brighthall.¡±


    ¡°Brendan Brighthall?¡± The security guard recognized Brendan¡¯s name but sniggered after taking one


    more nce at Deirdre¡¯s face. ¡°You im that Brendan Brighthall brought you here? You should think


    twice before you make up a lie. Think about your status and Mr. Brighthall. Would a man like him take


    you to a hotel? Dream on! You must have snuck in here!¡±


    Someone came and inquired about the situation. The security guard pointed at Deirdre and said, ¡°I


    don¡¯t know where this wornan came from but she has been wandering around the tenth floor on her


    own, and I suspect that she¡¯s trying to steal something.¡±


    ¡°Kick her out of here, quick! There¡¯s a party taking ce in the banquet hall on the first floor. Don¡¯t let


    her


    get there and scare the guests with her face!¡±


    ¡°Sure.¡± The security guard pulled Deirdre into the elevator by her arm without any concern for her,


    despite her struggle. He pulled her all the way to the back before he shoved her down on the ground.


    ¡°Take a good look and see what kind of ce this is. A person like you doesn¡¯t deserve to enter it in her


    lifetime. How dare you sneak into the hotel. It¡¯s fortunate that I managed to get to you first. You¡¯re not


    allowed toe near this ce again. If you do, I¡¯ll beat you up until no one can recognize you


    anymore!¡± The security guard left after scolding her.


    Deirdre got up from the ground and felt the howling cold wind blowing on her skin. It felt bitter and


    painful. She felt her surroundings in confusion, but it was an unfamiliar ce and she could not see.


    anything.


    All sorts of emotions merged in her, including fear and confusion. She could not help trembling when


    she felt ice-cold droplets of rain on her head.


    ¡®It¡¯s going to rain.


    ¡®I suppose this is when bad turns to worse? When you¡¯re down on your luck, everything goes bad.¡±


    Deirdre mocked herself in her head but could not even curl her lips into a smirk. The rain grew heavier


    yet she could not find a ce to hide from the rain. She took a few steps forward when she tripped over


    a step and fell violently on the ground.

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    It hurt. It hurt so bad that her entire body was shaking.


    Deirdre held back the urge to cry instinctively. She had already learned that her tears were worthless


    when she was in jail.


    ¡°Are you alright?¡± All of a sudden, it stopped raining above her and a woman¡¯s gentle voice was heard


    saying, ¡°You¡¯re all by yourself in the rain. What¡¯s going on?¡±


    Deirdre turned around, and the woman was stunned for a moment. ¡°You can¡¯t see, huh?¡±


    Her eyes were unfocused and empty, which was an obvious sign of a blind person. The woman could


    not help heaving a sigh. Why would a blind person actually show up in the middle of the night?


    ¡°It¡¯s almost winter, and the weather today is not so good. It¡¯s very chilly. What brings you to the


    mountains?¡±


    Before Deirdre could answer, someone called out to the woman and she answered the call. Then, she


    stuffed an umbre into Deirdre¡¯s hands.


    ¡°Forget it. I believe that you¡¯re trying to leave the mountain, right? The tform is on the right, and the


    last bus will be arriving in half an hour. You¡¯re on a mountain, so you¡¯re going to have to walk faster. I¡¯m


    attending the party, so I can¡¯t keep youpany anymore. Be careful.¡±


    The woman bid Deirdre farewell and walked over to the tall, huge figure standing at the door quickly.


    Deirdre held the umbre and felt the remaining warmth of the woman¡¯s fingers on the handle.


    Her


    eyes were stinging with tears, and she found the woman¡¯s voice familiar but she could not remember


    who it was.


    The only thing she remembered from the conversation was that the woman had told her the tform


    was on her right.


    She stretched out her hand and walked forward step by step.


    She felt the ice-cold railing atst and followed the left side of the railing to get to the seats on the


    tform.


    The woman had told her that thest bus would be arriving in half an hour to take her down the


    mountain. Deirdre raised her head toward the sky absentmindedly and listened to the pattering rain.


    This was the best time for her to leave Brendan.


    Brendan did not have influence over a ce like Southyarn, so he would not be able to reach her


    through. his connections if she was willing to hide herself.


    On the other hand, it had been half an hour since Brendan had left the party to sleep with that woman.


    Her chest was boiling with anger, yet the image of Ophelia filled her mind wildly and made her calm


    down soon enough.


    ¡°If I leave¡­ I won¡¯t be seeing Ophelia for the rest of my life, right?¡±


    As she was thinking to herself, lightning struck and thunder growled in the sky above her. The rain was


    bing heavier.


    In the banquet hall, Brendan listened to themotion outside.


    He could not calm himself as he listened to the loud thunder outside. He loosened his tie a few times


    and ced down his ss. ¡°I still have some urgent matters to attend to. I shall get a move on now.


    We¡¯ll discuss this more during the inspection tomorrow. I¡¯m sorry.¡±


    Before those people could respond, he had already run out of the banquet hall and taken the elevator


    to the tenth floor.


    He remembered that the woman had never been fond of thunder.


    Her father had died during a thunderstorm one night unexpectedly. Her family had fallen apart


    afterward, and that was why she had always feared thunder.


    She used to curl up at the door of the study piteously in the past on a stormy night. He figured that she


    would have trouble getting ustomed now that she was blind and in a new environment.


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    The elevator door opened, and Brendan walked to his room in a rush before he opened the door with


    the ess card.


    The very moment he stepped into the room, he smelled a sweet, feminine scent that belonged to a


    woman.


    The woman was lying on her side on the bed, revealing her beautifully contoured back. Brendan


    narrowed his eyes. He then unbuttoned his cor, feeling intoxicated.


    ¡°Why has Deirdre be so sensible? She¡¯s actually capable of using this tactic to appease me¡­¡±


    When he thought that the woman on the bed was perhaps shy and had no clue what to do, his body


    burned with lust instantly.


    ¡°Who taught you to do this? Who gave you the clothes?¡± Brendan took a step forward and removed his


    tie. The woman turned her blushing face. ¡°Mr. Brighthall¡­¡±

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    She looked at Brendan with her seductive eyes, just like a rose about to bloom.


    Brendan¡¯s expression turned icy instantly, and he exuded an evil, foreboding presence. ¡°Who are you?


    Who let you into my room?¡±


    The woman was so startled that she hastily got up from the bed. ¡°Mr. Brighthall¡­ Please don¡¯t be


    angry. It¡¯s Mr. Gull¡­ Mr. Gull wants to be a part of this tourism project, so he sent me here¡­¡±


    ¡°Get out of my room!¡± Brendan spoke through clenched teeth. He found the scent of the fragrance oil in


    the room so pungent that he was nauseated. He then pulled the bedsheet away from the bed.


    He refused to take a second nce at anything that the woman touched.


    ¡°I¡¯ll make sure you wish you were dead if you don¡¯t leave at once!¡±


    The woman¡¯s beautiful face turned ghastly. She was not properly dressed yet she did not have the


    courage to slow down in the slightest. She got out of the room in a haste.


    ¡°Hold on!¡±


    Brendan called out to her.


    The woman¡¯s heart was racing from anticipation. ¡®Could Brendan¡¯s interest have been piqued by my


    charming figure?¡±


    She turned around just in time to meet Brendan¡¯s dark, cold eyes, which were as sharp as des.¡±


    Where¡¯s Deirdre?¡±


    ¡°Wha¡­ What?¡±


    Brendan moved closer to her. ¡°I asked you, where is the woman who was in the room?¡±


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    ¡°That hideous¡­¡±


    The woman was about to blurt the words ¡®hideous woman¡¯ when she felt suffocated by Brendan¡¯s


    overbearing presence. Her little face turned pale from fear instantly, and she shook her head in a flurry.


    ¡°I have no idea¡­ I have no idea¡­¡±


    She tried her best to show her innocence. ¡°I told the person that I was sent by, Mr. Gull, then went to


    take a shower. She was already gone when I got out of the shower. I¡¯m not so sure what happened


    afterward¡­¡± ¡°Leave!¡±


    Brendan¡¯s veins were bulging, and he was on the brink of losing his temper.


    Deirdre was missing, and she did not have a phone with her. It was raining heavily, so where could she


    be? He ran outside after failing to find Deirdre in the room. He grabbed anyone he encountered and


    asked, ¡± Have you seen a woman wearing a brown trenchcoat on the tenth floor? She has scars on her


    face and she¡¯s blind.¡±


    However, without exception, the answer he received from everyone was no.


    Everyone¡¯s focus was on the party today.


    A security guard provided him with the answer he was looking for. ¡°A woman with a scarred face


    wearing a brown trenchcoat? Are you talking about that hideous tramp who snuck into the hotel in an


    attempt to steal?¡±


    Brendan clutched the security guard¡¯s cor tightly, his expression dark as ink. ¡°What are you talking


    about? Have you seen her?¡±


    The security guard nodded in a haste and felt his heart racing. ¡°She was walking about the tenth floor


    aimlessly. I asked her who brought her into the hotel and she imed that it was you. But how could


    she be trusted? She is a woman with nothing. Who does she think she is¡­¡±


    His face turned pale abruptly while Brendan flew into a great rage. ¡°Where is she now?¡±


    The security guard felt his chest tighten with anxiety. ¡°Out¡­ Outside¡­¡±


    Brendan¡¯s pupils constricted abruptly. They were on a mountain, and it was raining heavily outside.


    There was only one hotel on the mountain, as the rest of the area was still being developed. Where


    could she be if she had been kicked out of this hotel?


    The mountain road was very rough. In fact, there were many areas yet to be barricaded for safety. At


    the thought of Deirdre falling off the mountain while feeling about the ce, Brendan felt anxious


    beyondparison in an instant.


    He shoved away the security guard and ran downstairs.


    The entrance of the hotel was tightly shut due to the heavy rain outside. Brendan tried to run outside,


    and even the hotel manager had toe forward. ¡°Mr. Brighthall, don¡¯t go outside! It¡¯s too dangerous


    out there, and there might even be a hailstorm. It would be difficult to travel by car, let alone on foot!


    What happened? Can¡¯t you do it tomorrow?¡±


    ¡°Go away!¡± Brendan¡¯s eyes were bloodshot. ¡®Will I be able to get to her in time tomorrow?¡±

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    ¡®I wouldn¡¯t have attended the bullsh*t party had I known that this would happen.¡¯


    Noticing that Brendan could not be stopped, the hotel manager ordered a bodyguard to follow him.


    Brendan ran into the rain, and his body was drenched in just a moment. The rain did not feel like water


    droplets anymore but more like des. The coldness of the rain cut into his skin like sharp des.


    He was terrified.


    ¡°Deirdre! Deirdre! Come out!¡±


    He searched for her everywhere and he assumed that he would be able to locate her within half an


    hour. That was far from what actually happened. He ran a few tens of meters and found the woman


    that was constantly on his mind standing at the bus station.


    She was holding an umbre to shield herself from the rain. Despite the umbre, her entire body was


    drenched due to the strong wind.


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    Her hair was stuck to her drenched clothes, and she was curled up in the corner like an abandoned


    kitten. Brendan felt piercing pain in his heart. He reacted to the situation by running forward and


    exerting every ounce of strength he had to envelop the woman in his arms.


    The umbre was dropped to the ground and swept into the wind.


    Deirdre reacted slowly. ¡°The bus¡­¡±


    ¡°What?¡±


    ¡°Thest bus isn¡¯t here yet.¡±


    She said this even though she had already made up her mind to stay. She would brace herself to


    endure this agonizing life for Ophelia.


    ¡°Are you trying to leave?¡± Brendan clenched his teeth in anger and said in a furious voice, ¡°Is that why


    you left the room so quickly and happily? Toe to the bus stop? Did you think that you could get


    away from me easily by walking away from me because you¡¯re in Southyarn?¡±


    Deirdre shut her eyes shakily and felt Brendan¡¯s grip clutching her tighter bit by bit. She opened her


    mouth, but her knees buckled abruptly.


    She copsed in Brendan¡¯s arms.


    ¡°Deirdre! Deirdre!¡±


    Brendan touched Deirdre¡¯s face, which had already turned green and blue in the cold rain, only to


    realize that her forehead was burning like boiling water.


    Fear overpowered him instantly. He remembered Kallus telling him about Deirdre¡¯s inability to


    withstand harsh environmental factors given her health condition. Otherwise, her condition would get


    out of hand and all hell would break loose.


    He scooped up Deirdre in his arms hastily and ran into the hotel.


    ¡°Where¡¯s the doctor? Who¡¯s a doctor here?¡±


    Brendan ran inside with bloodshot eyes, the woman in his arms breathing shallowly. Her face had


    turned an unnatural shade of green and purple, and she appeared weak. Brendan was in a flurry of


    panic.


    The hotel manager said, ¡°There¡¯s no doctor here. We only managed to build the hotel, but there are still


    many other facilities yet to be built. We only managed to organize this party today after extending our


    working hours toplete the construction.¡±


    ¡°What?¡± Brendan¡¯s entire body was shaking from rage. He could not be bothered to lose his temper


    anymore, as this was far less important than Deirdre¡¯s life. ¡°Where¡¯s the nearest hospital then?!¡±


    ¡°The nearest hospital is located 20 minutes away by car, and the journey will surely take longer now


    that it¡¯s raining.¡±


    There was a hugemotion outside suddenly. The bodyguard ran inside with a panic-stricken.


    expression. ¡°There¡¯s a hailstorm, and it¡¯s a bad one. I¡¯m afraid that it¡¯s strong enough to smash a hole


    in al windshield.¡±


    Brendan¡¯s wless, gorgeous face was tense, and his eyes were bloodshot.


    The hotel manager said boldly, ¡°Why don¡¯t we take her to your room first and warm her up with the


    heating, Mr. Brighthall? Keep her in the room overnight, and we¡¯ll take her to the hospital first thing


    tomorrow!¡±


    Brendan knew better than anybody else that Deirdre would not survive the night. She had a high fever


    that she would not recover from in a night.


    The hailstorm grew stronger, but Brendan picked up Deirdre and ran to the underground garage right


    away.


    ¡°Hold on, Deirdre! I¡¯m taking you to the hospital! You¡¯re going to live, I promise!¡±


    He drove as hail kept smashing into his windshield constantly, producing loud noises. The night journey


    was made more difficult by the wind, rain, and hail.

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    Brendan could only drive at a slower speed, yet Deirdre had already lost consciousness. Her face went


    from purplish green to burning hot, and she was chanting Ophelia¡¯s name in her unconscious state.


    Even when she was at her lowest, the first thing on Deirdre¡¯s mind was still Ophelia.


    Brendan could not bring himself to feel jealous because Ophelia was everything to Deirdre.


    He could only clench his teeth andfort her by saying, ¡°Hold on, Deirdre. You will only meet Ophelia


    if you¡¯re conscious. It has already been more than a year since youst met her. Don¡¯t you want to live


    a good life? You have to get through this even if you¡¯re only doing this for her!¡±


    However, everything went south from then on. The car engine died.


    The hailstorm did not cease even after the car died halfway through the journey. Brendan removed his


    jacket and wrapped it around Deirdre¡¯s body He got out of the car and carried her in his arms as he ran


    into the rain without any hesitation


    However, Brendan felt as if his legs were enshrouded in ice due to the harsh weather. The more he


    walked, the heavier, more painful, and stiffer his legs felt, yet the bottom of his feet felt light.


    If this continued, he would fall and he and Deirdre would die together on that fatal rainy night.


    ¡°Bren¡­ Brendan¡­¡±


    Atst, Deirdre regained consciousness amidst this chaos and said from under the jacket, ¡°Go back¡­.


    You¡¯ll be able to get through this in the car at the very least¡±


    She was content and extremely calm at that very moment.


    ¡°Please take good care of my mother. This is my¡­ only wish¡±


    ¡°Shut up!¡± Brendan was hysterical. He felt the urge to cry, and his thin lips were trembling. ¡°I want you


    to live! You must live!¡±


    Every word he uttered felt like an icy de that stabbed his throat. Brendan realized that the pain was


    not physical but psychological..


    Ophelia was dead, so he could not even grant Deirdre¡¯s wish. On the other hand, he still could not


    muster the courage to tell Deirdre the truth at this point.


    ¡°That is your mother, and if you care about her, brace yourself and get through this to survive! Live so


    you can take care of her! Do you hear me?¡±


    Brendan¡¯s voice sounded like he was having great difficulty speaking.


    Deirdre lowered her gaze but she did not have any strength to struggle. ¡°However, both of us will die if


    you do this¡­¡±


    ¡°No, we won¡¯t! I¡¯m here, and no one¡¯s going to die!¡±


    Deirdre could feel the bumpy terrain of the journey. She leaned her head close to Brendan¡¯s chest and


    felt his zing heat and intense heartbeat. She shut her eyes slowly and said, ¡°Why bother¡­¡±


    She felt a bitter taste in her mouth. She could not figure out what was the point of Brendan being so


    persistent.


    Is he doing it to atone? I don¡¯t me him for the death of our child anymore. I am the one who clung


    obstinately to my course by insisting to keep a child that shouldn¡¯t have been mine from the start. That


    is how this happened¡­


    ¡®Hence, I won¡¯t do it again. I don¡¯t have the courage to do it anyway.


    ¡®This is enough. It¡¯s unnecessary for Brendan to spare no effort to continue to give me hope.¡±


    Brendan went from feeling piercing pain all over to being numb and he lost count of time before he saw


    a ray of hope.


    ¡°Are you


    Mr. Brighthall? Get in the car, quick! We¡¯ve been sent by the hotel. They im that the journey is too


    dangerous, so they sent us toe and pick you up with the Land Rover. Get in the car, quick!¡±


    Deirdre was taken to receive treatment at once, while Brendan stood in the corridor, his skin feeling


    cold as ice. He could not even move to sit down.


    The person who had taken them to the hospital passed him a hot towel. ¡°Would you like a towel?¡±


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    ¡°Thank you.¡± Brendan took the towel, but his gaze remained fixed on Deirdre, and he did not look away


    for


    a moment.


    He would only head to the bathroom to take a hot shower after he was assured that Deirdre was fine.


    He recalled everything that had happened earlier and realized that he was frantic. He could not figure


    out what his thought process had been, but the only thought left on his mind at the time had been to


    ensure Deirdre¡¯s survival.

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    ¡®She must live.¡±


    He would regret it very much if she were to die. He would experience an emotional breakdown and he


    would be utterly heartbroken.


    However, perhaps he and Deirdre would have died together that rainy night had the Land Rover not


    come to their rescue in a timely manner.


    ¡®Why was I so reckless at the time?¡±


    After turning off the hot water, Brendan wiped his face and walked out of the shower, He found Deirdre


    alone in the room, her breathing even. She was still chanting Ophelia¡¯s name even in her dreams.


    Brendan was nning on leaving when he heard Deirdre say in a weak voice, ¡°Live, Brendan. You


    must live


    His mind began burning with an image all of a sudden at that moment.


    The woman was standing with her back facing him and saying through clenched teeth something like


    this in the zing hot fire.


    ¡°Live, Brendan. You must live.¡±


    Brendan felt like his body was brought back in time for a brief moment. He furrowed his eyebrows,


    finding this idea amusing.


    ¡®Why do I think that the woman who saved me is Deirdre just because they look simr? 1


    ¡®How can that be possible? It was Charlene who was right by my side from the start to the very end.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s fever had only broken for three days when she woke up from a nightmare. She was breathing


    heavily, feeling extremely anxious, and she discovered that someone was holding her hand.


    Their hands were wide and huge, so it could not be anybody other than Brendan.


    She was distracted for a moment before she calmed down and realized that her back was drenched in


    cold sweat.


    ¡®So I¡¯m still alive, and so is everybody else.¡±


    Feeling intense pain in her throat, she stretched out her hand in preparation to feel around for a cup.


    Brendan woke up and felt relieved by the sight of the energetic Deirdre. He stuffed a ss of water into


    her hand,


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    Deirdre said ¡®thank you¡¯ and lowered her head to drink the water.


    When she was done, Brendan took the ss away from her. Deirdre rested for a moment before she


    said, ¡°Can I ask why you saved me? Both of us could have died there.¡±


    ¡°I did it instinctively.¡± Brendan could not exin it any other way. It was because not even he could


    figure. out why he had done that.


    He dismissed the only idea that had urred to him.


    He could only love Charlene, as she was the woman who had risked her life to save him from the fire


    with all her might.


    1 can only hope that nothing bad will happen to you, but don¡¯t run away without informing me again.¡±


    He thought about that night. ¡®Had the heavy rain not stopped thest bus from arriving at the station, I


    wouldn¡¯t have been able to see her again, right?¡±


    Deirdre was stunned. She was about to apologize when Brendan caught her off guard by saying. ¡°The


    woman was sent to me as a gift by a coborating partner who was trying to gain an advantage. She


    was sent to please me, but I was unaware of it until I headed to the room and found her. You may take


    it upon yourself to reject the woman on my behalf if something like that happens again. I¡¯m not


    interested in any


    other woman.¡±


    Upon saying that, Brendan realized that his exnation was excessive and it seemed as if he was


    trying. to prove to his wife that he was not a cheating husband.


    Deirdre was slow to respond to his exnation but she nodded. Brendan added, ¡°Since you survived


    this. great ordeal, promise me, Deirdre. Promise that you will nevermit suicide regardless.¡±


    ¡°Sure,¡± Deirdre said. ¡°I promise.¡±


    Deirdre found outter on that she had been unconscious for three full days. On the other hand,


    Brendan¡¯s site inspection had been dyed during the past three days, and they would only depart for


    Neve a few dayster.


    Deirdre calcted and realized that tomorrow morning would be the day of her meeting with Ophelia.


    She had assumed that there was still time in the beginning but she had not expected that time to pass


    so quickly. Deidre bit her lower lip anxiously. She returned to the room at night and felt her way to the


    closet, feeling each of the clothes hanging inside the closet meticulously.


    She could not see the color, so she could only determine the type of outfit and chose the long dress


    that Ophelia liked the most. She did not put it on afterward. Instead, she sat on the bed in a daze.

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    Brendan lost track of time but he noticed that the whole corridor was dark when he walked out of the


    study afterpleting his work. The only source of light was the gap between the door and Deirdre¡¯s


    room.


    He opened the door and found Deirdre sitting on the bed in a daze. He furrowed his sharp eyebrows at


    the sight of Deirdre still fully dressed. ¡°It¡¯s midnight. Why are you still awake and sitting on the bed?¡±


    Deirdre was jolted back to reality. She reached for her clothes and said anxiously, ¡°I was trying to recall


    what type of clothes my mother likes to see me in. I¡¯m nning on wearing something that she likes


    when I meet her in the morning but I really can¡¯t remember her preferences.¡±


    She felt rejected as she talked. She forced a smile, and her head was lowered. ¡°I¡¯m not a good


    daughter.¡± Brendan felt a knot in the pit of his stomach, as if the scene before his eyes had triggered


    something in him. He was astonished that Deirdre was about to meet the woman in the blink of an eye.


    There was no telling if his lie would be exposed when Deirdre met her mother or if the event would


    progress smoothly. Brendan felt his heart wrench in pain at the thought of the lie notsting a long time


    and his speech became chaotic as well. ¡°Whatever you wear will be fine. Why are you troubling your


    mind over this? She won¡¯t mind anyway. You¡¯re her daughter, so she would never reject you¡±


    ¡°You¡¯re right¡­¡± Deirdre¡¯s gaze became distracted for a moment.


    Brendan calmed himself and shut the door. He took a nce at the clothes ced on the bed and


    picked up a rose-pink dress that caught his eye before tossing it to Deirdre.


    ¡°Put this on and show it to me.¡±


    Deirdre reacted to the situation by picking up the dress in a haste to walk to the bathroom. She had


    only taken two steps forward when Brendan said, ¡°Stop right there. You¡¯re changing here.¡±


    He furrowed his eyebrows. ¡°Is there anybody else here? Why do you need to hide? Is there any part of


    your body that I have yet to see?¡±


    So many days had already passed, so she should be warming up to him by now.


    Deidre stood frozen in the same spot. She was still having trouble getting used to this but she changed


    her mind and figured that Brendan was right. She had already slept with Brendan many times, so why


    would she care about something so superfacial?


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    Perhaps Brendan even found her sneaky ways amusing.


    She stopped being awkward and ced the garment aside before she removed her sweater with one


    move


    She stood with her back facing Brendan. The very moment the sweater was removed, Brendan saw


    the woman¡¯s emaciated back. Her figure, which used to be fair, clean, and curvaceous, had turned


    weak and skinny. She was so skinny that one could see her bones when she breathed.


    Brendan found himself holding his breath. He took a step forward and ran his cold fingers along her


    slender waist


    The woman¡¯s body trembled at his touch She turned around and said shyly, ¡°Brendan please wait. Let


    me get changed before


    Brendan was infuriated, as that had not been his intention, yet he could not help swallowing a gulp of


    salivaan kust when he saw the woman¡¯s moist eyes and soft red lips


    He had no choice but to acknowledge that he was fatally enchanted by the woman indeed.


    He did not deny it. He only asked when he pulled back his hand, ¡°Why are you still skinny? Didn¡¯t Dr.


    Ginger prescribe you a special daily diet so you¡¯d consume all the food groups ordingly?¡±


    Deirdre put on the dress and pulled out her hair cautiously before she answered, ¡°I believe that this is


    due. to my illness in Southyarn. I didn¡¯t eat for three days.¡±


    Brendan furrowed his eyebrows deeply. There was nothing for him to refute either because she had


    made a good point. However, he still had not expected that Deirdre would be so emaciated because he


    had not seen her naked in a long time and he pitied her for her body.


    ¡°Remember to eat more during your next meal so you¡¯ll regain strength slowly. Do you think that


    Ophelia will not feel pity for you after seeing how emaciated you are when she meets you?¡±


    Deirdre stopped breathing for a brief moment. She did not want Ophelia to worry about her indeed. ¡°I¡¯ll


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    ¡°It¡¯s a pity that you¡¯ll be meeting her tomorrow, as I¡¯m afraid you won¡¯t have enough time to do it today.


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    Brendan felt himself stop breathing for a moment as he looked at her worried face. An idea urred to


    him, and he clutched Deirdre¡¯s wrist abruptly. ¡°Why don¡¯t¡­¡±


    Deirdre raised her gaze in confusion while Brendan said through clenched teeth, ¡°Why don¡¯t you dy


    the meeting a little?¡±


    He was trying to dy it frantically, hoping for time to slow down because Deirdre had given him her all


    now. If his lie was exposed, he hoped that it would happenter, even if it was just one dayter.


    ¡°Dy the meeting a little?¡± Deirdre¡¯s gaze was distracted. She reacted to the situation by biting her


    lower lip and rejecting Brendan¡¯s suggestion. ¡°No.¡±


    She took a deep breath and said, ¡°I¡¯ve been waiting for this day toe for way too long. My heart will


    bleed if I have to wait one more day¡±


    ¡°I understand, but think about the way you look now. I told Ophelia that you¡¯re happy. Do you think


    she¡¯s going to trust me after seeing you in your current state? Brendan stared closely at Deirdre as if


    he was trying to figure out what was on her mind Would you like to recuperate first?¡±


    ¡°I suppose I can exin to her that I was sick.¡±Deirdre was hesitant but she shook her head.


    Brendan loosened his grip as if all his strength had been drained instantly. At the same time, he shut


    his eyes, taking a deep breath. ¡°So your whole life revolves around Ophelia and all your heart wants is


    to meet her?¡±


    Deirdre did not answer the question. She wanted to tell him that she would perhaps have walked down.


    the mountain without the slightest hesitation the very moment the bus had not shown up at the station.


    It was not only because she found the things that Brendan did too hurtful but even more due to the


    unbridgeable gap between them.


    Brendan had been born with a silver spoon in his mouth and had been destined to live a bright,


    glorious, elegant life from the start.


    On the other hand, she was a maggot born in a trash pile in the slums.


    Even though she had no idea why Brendan would behave so differently and treat her well now, this


    unbridgeable gap would never be filled.


    ¡°Understood.¡± The emotions in Brendan¡¯s eyes faded bit by bit, and his eyes turned cold and dim.


    Then, he grabbed Deirdre¡¯s wrist once again and said, ¡°Let¡¯s just wait onest day, okay?¡±


    ¡°Onest day?¡±


    ¡°Hmm, I¡¯ll take you somewhere that you want to go.¡±


    -Deirdre was dumbfounded. She had no idea what this ce that she wanted to visit was.


    Brendan said, ¡°Trust me, Deirdre. Even though you can¡¯t change your figure in a short time, if you smile


    more at the very least, you will look much better when you meet Ophelia.¡±


    Deirdre was confused yet she had no reason to reject Brendan¡¯s eloquent remark.


    ¡°Sure.¡± She nodded and put on the dress. She asked Brendan, ¡°Is¡­ Is this okay?¡±


    Perhaps it was due to her embarrassment to be changing in the presence of a man, but her face was


    blushing. Her fairplexionplemented the rose-pink dress, and she looked just like a blossom in


    the snow. Even though her face was not pretty, she exuded an ineffable charm.


    Brendan¡¯s pupils constricted, and he was overwhelmed with intense emotions. In the end, he cupped


    the back of Deirdre¡¯s head ferociously and kissed her. It was a passionate, eager kiss, and he wanted


    to use his actions to seek her consent.


    When the kiss ended, Deirdre¡¯s mind was nk.


    She had never truly enjoyed a kiss.


    Whenever she had been with Brendan, his kiss had always been tainted with resentment and anger in


    the past and present.


    He kissed her to vent his anger sometimes and to shut her up asionally, but all in all, they had never


    shared such a passionate kiss.

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    It felt as if he was using this frantic action that came from the bottom of his heart to tell her something.


    Deirdre¡¯s knees buckled, and she leaned her head on the man¡¯s chest. She could not see him but she


    could feel his heartbeat racing.


    ¡°Deirdre.¡± Before she could say anything, the man¡¯s voice turned hoarse and his thin lips were already


    moving closer to her ear bit by bit. He asked imploringly, ¡°Can I?¡±


    The answer to what Brendan was asking was obvious. Deirdre had not expected that Brendan would


    actually take it upon himself to seek her consent. It was as if he would loosen his grip without the


    slightest hesitation no matter how aroused he was as soon as she shook her head.


    Deirdre shut her eyes tightly and did not speak. Brendan¡¯s thin lips curled into a smirk. ¡°I¡¯ll consider it


    consent if you don¡¯t speak.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s head was dizzy when it ended. She was carried to the bathroom to take a shower by


    Brendan. Then, he cuddled her in his arms as though he was protecting precious treasure.


    Brendan fell asleep, yet Deirdre could not sleep. Her eyes were wide even though she could see


    nothing but darkness. She spared no effort opening her eyes because she wished that she could see a


    wisp of light one day so she could see who the man lying next to her was.


    ¡®Is he still the overbearing, cold, arrogant, cold-blooded, merciless Brendan he used to be?


    ¡®Why does it feel like he has changed?


    ¡®Not only does he want me to live, but he risked his life to run into the cold rain with me in his arms just


    to protect me.¡¯


    She no longer needed to worry about getting pregnant due to her condition yet she still had trouble


    falling asleep.


    She was scared that everything happening now was just a dream and she would wake up from the


    dream if she fell asleep.


    She was worried that she would return to the cruel reality once again.


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    She kept her eyes open until she lost track of time. She heard amotion downstairs indistinctly and


    realized that Sam had just arrived with Dr. Ginger. It was apparent that the time was seven o¡¯clock.


    Brendan woke up and his arm moved. Deirdre shut her eyes and pretended to be asleep. She could


    feel Brendan getting up cautiously and leaving after getting dressed.


    After a while, Deirdre went downstairste, and her arrival was noticed by Dr. Ginger. ¡°You¡¯re awake,


    Ms. McKinnon. The medication has already been prepared. Would you like to take it first?¡±


    The reason she took the medication before a meal was because she would throw up her meal if she


    were to take the medication afterward.


    Deirdre nodded, and Sam helped her sit down next to Brendan. Dr. Ginger served the medication, and


    the pungent medicinal stench was unbearable.


    The air was filled with bitterness, but Deirdre was already used to it. She held up the medication cup


    and downed the content without pausing for a moment. When it was over, Brendan pushed a cup of


    water toward her.


    ¡°Take it to dilute the aftertaste.¡±


    Deirdre held up the cup. ¡°Thank you.¡±


    Sam and Dr. Ginger were not bothered by her courteousness, but Brendan furrowed his eyebrows.


    ¡®How does this woman feel about our intimate interaction yesterday?¡±


    ¡°Why are you thanking me?¡± Brendan looked at her coldly and suppressed his anger. He then said, ¡°Do


    you feel that we are no different than strangers? Or do you think that our rtionship warrants a ¡®thank


    you¡¯ in your heart?¡±


    Deirdre was rendered speechless. She licked her soft lips and said, ¡°No, I¡¯m just used to doing it.¡±


    ¡°Deirdre, don¡¯t ever say thank you to me,¡± Brendan said in a righteous tone. ¡°Because I don¡¯t need


    that.¡± Deirdre wanted to apologize subconsciously but she realized that her apology would only


    displease Brendan even more. Hence, she changed the topic of conversation by saying, ¡°My mother¡­


    She won¡¯t being today, right?¡±


    ¡°Hmm. I¡¯ve set her up in a hotel to rest for a day. I¡¯ll be taking you out today.¡±


    Brendan did not even look up while he cut through the scrambled eggs on the te. He furrowed his


    eyebrows after he noticed that Deirdre was only served a bowl of soup. He then scooped some eggs


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    ¡°Here, eat some eggs. You need protein.¡±


    Deirdre stopped moving her spoon slightly.


    Brendan caught the change instantly. ¡°What is it?¡±


    ¡°Nothing.¡± She cast her eyes down on her food, looking a little hesitant, before drawing the egg close to


    her lips.


    Sam snatched the spoon away from her, rmed. ¡°Miss McKinnon, no! Don¡¯t you remember what the


    doctor said? No eggs two hours after taking your meds!¡±


    ¡°What the¡­?¡± Brendan¡¯s eyebrows were furrowed dangerously. Incredulity swirled behind his eyes as


    he scanned her face. ¡°Why didn¡¯t you say anything?!¡±


    Deirdre shrugged. ¡°It was just not important.¡±


    ¡°N-Not important?! You mean severe nausea is fine? Gastric pain is fine? Cold sweat and pain are


    fine?!¡± Even Sam was growing exasperated. ¡°Or did you forget what happened thest time you ate a


    teensy bit of egg? Is that why you were gonna stuff yourself that much just now?!¡±


    His snippy retort made Deirdre choke on her reply. Brendan¡¯s face, erstwhile pale in shock, turned


    redder and redder. He was not irritated just because of how furious Sam was while questioning the


    mistress he served but also because Deirdre chose to say nothing. He pinned her wrist on the table


    with one hand and tightened his grip suddenly.


    ¡°You knew!¡± he snarled, gritting his teeth. ¡°So why didn¡¯t you say so?!¡±


    This stubborn mule would have eaten them if Sam had not stopped her!


    ¡°I told you¡­. It¡¯s n-nothing¡­¡± Pain caused her face to turn a little pale. She wanted to pull her hand


    away. but it only made him increase the pressure. She could feel his rage boiling over from his palm.


    ¡°Nothing? Then what counts as ¡®something¡¯ to you?¡± Brendan argued. ¡°Oh, of course! Nothing matters!


    You even jumped off a building because, hell, not even your life matters to you!¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s lips parted, but she realized she could not defend herself.


    Brendan found her quiet admission even more infuriating. ¡°Don¡¯t you dare insinuate that I don¡¯t know


    what¡¯s going through your head! You thought that if you refused to eat them, I¡¯d use it as an excuse to


    forbid you to see Ophelia, didn¡¯t you? Because that¡¯s who I am to you, isn¡¯t it? A sh*tty, unreasonable


    tyrant who would sh*t on his own promise just because he was feeling a little hissy in the moment!¡±


    Deirdre said nothing. It was all true.


    Brendan¡¯s expression darkened, but he began to control his ring temper. ¡°I really thought we were


    getting closer.¡±


    Her heart skidded. She looked up at his face, her eyes bewildered.


    ¡°I am not the tyrant you think I am. I am not unreasonable,¡± he added, his voice strained from the effort


    to fight his rage. ¡°You don¡¯t have to please me at your own expense-that wasn¡¯t what I asked for. I


    asked for us to go back to how we were back then! You don¡¯t have to force yourself to do anything


    beyond that, Deirdre! What matters the most right now is that you recover. That you continue to live.¡±1


    Deirdre could not see his expression, but she could imagine how hard he found it to push against his


    own rage based on his tone alone.


    He was trying not to scare her into retreating into her shell.


    Her mind went nk.


    ¡°But¡­ why?¡±


    Her conscious control seemed to return only after the question left her lips. Shocked, she shut her lips.


    Brendan was a little taken aback by her question. ¡°Why? Why should there be a reason to want to see


    you get better? Or to see you live?¡±


    She would believe literally anyone else if they said this. But Brendan always had an angle.


    Deirdre fell into a daze.


    ¡°Look, if you absolutely need an answer of some kind, then it¡¯s as I told you before: I¡¯m trying to atone.¡±


    He discarded her food into the bin and ordered Sam, ¡°Bring her a new te.¡±


    Deirdre ate in small bites, but she finished her portionpletely. Even Dr. Ginger was surprised by


    herpliance so much that he remarked, ¡°Huh. Miss McKinnon has never had a big appetite. She


    normally says she¡¯s full after eating only half a piece of toast, but it looks like that¡¯s changing today!


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    Chapter 223 Not that I Can Enjoy It Anymore


    Brendan knew she was onlypliant for Ophelia¡¯s sake, but the result alone was satisfactory. He


    asked for a digestion pill and pushed it into Deirdre¡¯s mouth.


    He checked the watch on his wrist. It was almost time. ¡°Time to go.¡±


    He wrapped Deirdre in a coat and led her outside. Sam was about to follow too, but Brendan stopped


    him. ¡°You¡¯ll be staying at home today. Deirdre and I have some private business to attend to.¡±


    Dr. Ginger waited for the two of them to leave before ambling close to Sam and leaning on the


    bodyguard¡¯s shoulder. He had a cheeky grin on his face. ¡°Do you ever read the room,d? Can¡¯t you


    tell that these two are going on a date?¡±


    ¡°A date?¡± Sam frowned. ¡°No way.¡±


    ¡°Why not?¡± Unlike him, Dr. Ginger knew precious little about the couple¡¯s messy history. Still, as he


    shook. the hand towel clean, he pointed out, ¡°Mr. Brighthall and Miss McKinnon¡¯s rtionship might be,


    uh-hem,plicated. But it¡¯s obvious that their hearts are bound to each other. Misunderstanding is


    the Devil stopping them, and now that it¡¯s been cleared, it¡¯s just a given that they will start going out on


    dates again like a lovey-dovey couple, right?¡±


    Sam watched their car disappear into the horizon in a daze.


    It felt as though he was the only one who knew things were never as simple as they seemed


    What was he thinking? What was Mr. Brighthall thinking?


    Deirdre squirmed in the passenger seat Brendan was behind the wheel. The journey was unusually


    long. and Deirdre¡¯s fingerstched onto the edge of her seatbelt as her nerves gnawed at her.


    ¡°Brendan? Where are you taking me?¡±


    ¡°You¡¯ll know soon enough.¡±


    She bit her lip. ¡°Is it another pet cafe?¡±


    ¡°Please,¡± he snorted, chuckling. ¡°I don¡¯t recycle my surprises. Guess again.¡±


    She had no other guesses in mind.


    Brendan decided to give her a hint. ¡°It¡¯s a ce you really wanted to visit.¡±


    A ce she wanted to visit?


    Confusion enveloped her. There used to be a motley of ces she really wanted to visit. Growing up in


    the slums had deprived her of many things, including the chance to see what the world was like out


    there. But now, with her blindness, the outside world seemed treacherous and threatening. She had


    lost her sight-and lost sight of her dreams.


    She shook her head to dispel her daze. ¡°I got nothing¡±


    Brendan gave her a sideways nce. In her lifeless eyes, he saw¡­ nothing.


    His brows were furrowed. He turned forward, saw that they had reached their destination, and stepped


    on the brake. ¡°We¡¯re here.¡±


    Deirdre could hear sounds even through the window. They sounded loud and joyful. Brendan opened


    her door, and the revelry hit her like a truck.


    She gripped his sleeve hard. ¡°Where are we?¡±


    Brendan scanned their surroundings and finally decided to give her a direct answer. ¡°At an amusement


    park.¡±


    It was one of the ces she had always wanted to visit. She longed to enjoy such an experience so


    much that she had even brought it up to Brendan a few times in the past, but the man had always


    scoffed at her idea. The only people who would be impressed by an amusement park were kids, he


    had said. It was a boring ce dripping with childish attractions for juveniles.


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    Deirdre was surprised to hear that this was where he had decided to go. Shaking herself out of her


    shock, she turned away. ¡°Let¡¯s go home.¡±


    Brendan gripped her shoulder and forced her to turn back to him. ¡°What¡¯s the matter? I thought you


    wanted toe here.¡±


    ¡°I did.¡± The corner of her lips twitched. ¡°But that was all in the past.¡±


    She pointed at her eyes. ¡°I can¡¯t see anything now. I could be on the Ferris wheel, where the beauty of


    the city spreads before my eyes, and I¡¯d see nothing I could be sitting on a roller coaster, having the


    time of my life while the world blurs and flits past me, and I¡¯d see nothing. I can¡¯t even stand here,


    alone and unassisted, without being swept away.


    ¡°I like being in an amusement park. But it¡¯s not like I¡¯m capable of enjoying it now.¡±

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    Chapter 224 Let Me Be Your Eyes


    Deirdre wanted to return to the familiar sanctuary of his car, but Brendan threw his arms around her


    waist from behind, stopping her.


    She suddenly felt deeply defeated.


    His hands inched slowly to her own until, finally, he was holding them. ¡°Then let me bridge that gap for


    you today. Let me be your eyes! You can¡¯t see anything while on a Ferris wheel, so I¡¯ll describe it all for


    you. You won¡¯t be able to see the world blurring as you ride a roller-coaster, but you could still feel it-the


    climb, the plunge, the roll, the turn, the thrill. Just because you¡¯ve lost your eyes, it doesn¡¯t mean you¡¯ve


    lost the hope to live, Deirdre. Please¡­ trust me.¡±


    ¡®Trust me,¡¯


    It was a soft request, but somehow, it deafened the sea of cheers and joy around her. Her thoughts


    unraveled at the sound of it.


    Brendan led her slowly inside, one step at a time. The amusement park was one of his many


    investments, but he forewent any priority privilege he should have had and joined the line as patiently


    as he could When they finally stepped into an unknown enclosed room, she heard him exin, ¡°We¡¯re


    now in a Ferris wheel carriage.¡±


    Deirdre was so nervous that her palms were mmy with sweat. She pressed her hands against the


    ss and the room began to move upward slowly. Brendan leaned close to her ear and exined, ¡°I


    was worried that we might not have enough time for our trip, so I brought you here a little sooner than


    the most opportune time. It¡¯s even prettier in the night, when the lights are lit¡­¡±


    His fingers-always so chilling to the touch-moved to Deirdre¡¯s hand andtched onto it, moving her


    fingers to graze the ss window. There. That¡¯s the carousel. It¡¯s the center of the park-everything


    else. fans out from it likes around the sun. It¡¯s a very crowded day today.


    ¡°There! This is where we¡¯re going to head to next. To the roller-coaster.¡±


    He described everything, right down to their rtive locations. Deirdre could not stop her imagination


    from weaving a world in her mind¡¯s eye.


    It was not until the very end of the Ferris wheel ride that she noticed how close Brendan¡¯s face was to


    hers. They were practically only a few millimeters away from touching each other, so she could feel the


    heat of his skin and his rhythmic breaths beating down on her face if she turned her head a little.


    She turned forward hastily. ¡°W-We should move.¡±


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    Brendan watched her back, his eyes softening. He picked up the pace and took her hand.


    Deirdre could not see a thing during their roller-coaster ride, but she could still feel the wind howling in.


    her ears and the weightlessness of her entire body. The thrill was not diminished one bit.


    Then, she got down from the roller coaster and¡­ uncontrobly barfed out her breakfast. Brendan


    frowned and patted her back. ¡°Stay here. I¡¯ll get you some water.¡±


    He left. Deirdre suffered through the nausea and difort on her own by holding on to a nearby pole


    for support. That was when she heard the murmurs of strangers nearby.


    ¡°You mean that one?-Oh God! She¡¯s ugly as sin! How the hell did she get a partner like that? He blind


    or what?¡±


    ¡°Whoa! Whoa, whoa, whoa. Maybe she¡¯s pretty on the inside.¡±


    ¡°Yeah, with that face, she would have looked prettier if she was skinned and her bloody insides were


    exposed!¡±


    It was no under-the-breath murmur. The scornful speaker had not made any attempt to keep it down.


    ¡°Okay, look. Maybe the quy lost a bet? Or maybe they were good friends first. You could always ask.¡±


    The first woman needed very little persuasion to make her way over to Deirdre. ¡°Hey, you!¡± she yelled


    haughtily. ¡°That guy you were with! Who is he to you?¡±


    Deirdre still had a gastric aftertaste in her mouth, so she cringed in silence.


    The woman raised her voice. ¡°Are you mute? I asked-who the hell is that guy to you? He can¡¯t possibly


    be your boyfriend, right?¡±


    Deirdre finally raised her head. The woman jumped, shrieking. ¡°Oh God, she¡¯s blind too?! What kind of


    freakshowbo is this?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s eyes were at most lifeless and hollow. They were not overtly hideous, but the woman found it


    necessary to exaggerate. The situation quickly became ufortable for her, so she turned on her


    heel, ready to leave.


    The woman grabbed her hand and pulled. ¡°You¡¯re not going anywhere until you answer my question!¡±


    ¡°Why does it matter to you?¡±


    The woman snickered. ¡°Because I wanna ask him out, dumb¡¯ss. If you are his girlfriend, then


    something. must be wrong with his eyes. My odds of charming a guy with weird taste would be much


    lower.¡±

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    Chapter 225 I¡¯m Not His Girlfriend


    ¡°You¡¯ve got nothing to worry about then.¡± Deirdre said, her eyes downcast. ¡°I¡¯m not his girlfriend. His


    lover is someone else.¡±


    ¡°I f*cking knew it!¡± The woman cried. Her eyes twinkled in joy as she considered Deirdre. The more she


    examined her, the sorrier Deirdre looked in her eyes. ¡°Jesus, how the hell did you even get someone


    as hot as him to be your amusement park partner? Oh, wait. I think I know-he pities you, right? Must be


    tough, growing up with that sort of face and being blind at the same time. So he brought you here to


    grant your wish out of charity!¡±


    Charity?


    Deirdre froze. The woman saw her, thought it must be a gotcha moment, and beamed. ¡°I got it all right,


    didn¡¯t I? You thought the same, didn¡¯t you? Why else would a man this perfect even want to hang


    around?¡±


    While she was busy putting Deirdre down, Brendan reappeared. He stared at the woman next to


    Deirdre and frowned. ¡°What¡¯s wrong?¡±


    Deirdre shook her head. ¡°Nothing.¡±


    He looked at the woman pointedly. ¡°Who¡¯s this?¡±


    The woman smiled, looking unabashed. ¡°Just a passerby. Saw your friend over here having a bad time,


    so I came to check on her.¡±


    ¡°Oh yeah?¡± Brendan shot her a nomittal nce. ¡°You can move on now.¡±


    He had ignored her suggestive bodynguage altogether. Feeling mildly embarrassed, the woman


    stepped forward and changed tactics. ¡°I don¡¯t mean to be a busybody or anything, but I¡¯ve got a friend


    who used to suffer from the same sort of nausea she does. Then, she got better because of this


    medicine that I¡¯d be happy to refer to you. I¡¯ll drop you a link in a DM, okay? So, what¡¯s your


    Instagram?¡±


    It was as cheesy as it could get. He didn¡¯t spare her a nce as he dered, ¡°My girlfriend is right


    here.¡± ¡°Girlfriend?!¡± The woman was aghast. She turned to Deirdre-who was still battling the demon of


    nausea- and chortled. ¡°That was a good one, handsome. Her, your girlfriend? C¡¯mon. At leaste up


    with at better excuse, man! Besides, I asked her and she told me the two of you are not in a


    rtionship.¡±


    ¡°Not in a rtionship.¡±


    Brendan¡¯s eyes darkened. It was as though a squall had suddenly pooled in those jet-ck eyes. The


    air around him stiffened and boiled as he fixed a piercing re on Deirdre. Even the woman felt that


    something was wrong and backtracked a little.


    ¡°Did you really say that, Deirdre?¡±


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    Brendan¡¯s fury came so suddenly that Deirdre did not know how to react. She bit her lip, but that beat


    of silence turned into a chance for the woman to step in once more. ¡°I was there when she said it,


    handsome. She said you¡¯ve got someone else on your mind. She¡¯s not your girlfriend!¡±


    Brendan¡¯s fingers tightened, and the poor water bottle was bent out of shape.


    Nothing had changed after all. They had been marching in ce.


    F*cking damn it, Deirdre. You and your heart of stone!¡±


    ¡°I want to hear you repeat that, Deirdre,¡± he said emphatically. His glower was beyond nightmarish


    Deirdre felt as though her throat was being choked, and all color left her face. ¡°I-I¡¯m s-sorr-¡±


    ¡°F*ck, no! I don¡¯t want to hear any of that phony crap!¡± Brendan erupted. He clutched her by her


    shoulders hard. ¡°I hate it when you say ¡®sorry¡¯ or ¡®thank you¡¯ out of some stupid reflex-they are all a


    f*cking earsore! I want the real, unbridled you! I want¡­ I want you! I¡¯ve been doing so much these days


    that I thought you might finally give me a chance already, but your heart is a f*cking stone after all!


    Seriously! What the hell is happening inside your head?!¡±


    Deirdre was shocked, but the woman beside her was downright gobsmacked. ¡®What the hell is that


    supposed to mean? Is this guy¡­ trying to win this ugly b*tch¡¯s heart?!¡±


    Holy sh*t. It was as if the world itself had capsized!


    Deirdre¡¯s lips trembled despite herself. Even her breathing was uneven. She closed her eyes wearily


    and opened them again.


    ¡°Maybe I should be the one asking, Brendan. What do you really want out of this? Why do you act like


    apletely different person? Why did you bring me here? Why did you save me¡­ even when you


    could have died?¡±

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    Chapter 226 Please Continue Loving Me


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    Failing to answer her own question, Deirdreughed mirthlessly to herself. ¡°Don¡¯t tell me this is all


    about atonement, Brendan. You never opened yourself up to me over the course of our two years


    together, but even I know you¡¯re not the type to suffer through anything in the name of atonement.¡±


    The real Brendan Brighthall would always use money to get out of things-even his own moral failings


    and irreparable wrongs. He would never care to use any other method. Why would he? Why squander


    his precious time and effort?


    Brendan was nonplussed. Even he did not know why.


    Was it because he did not want Deirdre to lose that onest hope she clung to? That onest thing that


    stopped her from stepping over another ledge? Was it because he could not bear the thought of her


    hating him? Was it because he would not be able to stomach seeing Deirdre writhing in hellish anguish


    after discovering her mother¡¯s death?


    It was all of that.


    That was why he had to make Deirdre fall in love with him. He had to seed Ophelia as Deirdre¡¯s


    tether to the world of the living¡­.


    But he could not say any of those things aloud.


    Deirdre could sense his hesitance and lowered her eyes to the ground. ¡°Is it out of pity, Brendan?¡±


    Was it ¡°pity¡± instead of the far grander idea of ¡°atonement¡±? Was it just sympathy-the same one people


    felt for a stray animal or a homeless beggar on the street?


    A bitter smile shadowed her lips. ¡°You don¡¯t need to pity me, Brendan. I¡¯ve already gotten used to the


    kind of life I¡¯ve been given. Besides, the fact that you¡¯re bringing my mother to me is the greatest thing I


    could ask for. It¡¯s more than enough.¡±


    ¡°No! It¡¯s not enough at all!¡± Brendan retorted. He then took a sharp breath.


    Deirdre was stunned. She was about to say something again when Brendan suddenly stepped closer.¡±


    You asked me why, didn¡¯t you?¡±


    He cupped her chin and pressed his lips against hers, bystanders be damned.


    ¡°That¡¯s the answer,¡± he said in her ear. ¡°I want us to go back to those days again. So please¡­ love me


    again.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s eyes widened, and her pupils seemed to be quivering. She panted, hanging her head as her


    mind buzzed amidst this confusing chaos.


    She did not confirm or deny it in the end-because she had no idea what to say at all. She could not


    distinguish the nature of these events. Was it just a whim in his head? Was it a design that would serve


    a greater scheme? Charlene was still around, after all. She and her wiles.


    They did not continue their trip around the amusement park. As Deirdre buckled up in his car, she


    asked,¡± Are we going back?¡±


    ¡°Not yet. Need to get you some new clothes.¡± Brendan drank a few sips of water. ¡°Since you¡¯re


    obviously not going to look any less emaciated for the time being, we could at least make you look a bit


    more presentable.¡±


    He took Deirdre to a clothing shop, one where the owner herself walked to the door to greet her most


    important customer. She quickly observed the woman next to him and stiffened a little, but her


    professionalism took over. Giving both of them a winning smile, she asked, ¡°Here to get a new look, Mr.


    Brighthall? Or can I help you with something else?¡±


    Brendan looked at Deirdre. ¡°Pick two sets of casual clothes for her. The kind that would make her look


    rosy and alive.¡±


    ¡°Say no more. I¡¯m on it,¡± Laia replied.


    She led Deirdre around the shop, weaving in and out of aisles nked by rows and rows of clothes.


    Surprisingly, Brendan followed them, his attention on this affair palpaple as he frequently expressed his


    thoughts and made remarks.


    He was not like that when he went shopping with Charlene. In fact, he was frequently buried in work.


    documents and he never seemed to care about Charlene¡¯s activities.


    Laiapared his responses and easily got a good handle on Deirdre¡¯s importance, which fueled her


    cordiality.


    She picked up a dress with a humble hue and held it in front of Deirdre. ¡°How about this?¡±


    Deirdre reached out to touch the fabric. Before she could, however, Brendan snatched it away and


    stared a little too pointedly at the cuff. ¡°A bit too short, don¡¯t you think?¡±


    Laia shed him her teeth. ¡°Mr. Brighthall, that dress reaches her knees. No one in our profession


    would call that short with a straight face.¡±

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    Chapter 227 I Won¡¯t Disappoint You Again


    ¡°No, I want something longer.¡± Brendan insisted with a frown, obviously not taking no for an answer. He


    came up with a hasty excuse too. ¡°She might catch a cold if it¡¯s too short.¡±


    Deirdre almost never stepped out of the house, but still¡­ He was far from the only man at home. What


    about Dr. Ginger? Sam? They were around her all the time. This dress would leave her legs exposed


    and he really, really hated how that imagery made him feel.


    Laia let out an awkward chuckle. ¡°Oh, my bad for¡­ neglecting that very important fact. How about this


    one?¡±


    ¡°The neckline is too low.¡±


    ¡°This one?¡±


    ¡°Her back would be exposed.¡±


    In the end, Deirdre felt her way to a white fur coat. Laia¡¯s eyes twinkled, as she had just had a good


    idea.¡± I¡¯ve got this skin-tight ck dress that is just perfect for her. She won¡¯t feel cold, and it¡¯s-¡±


    ¡°Conservative. It covers every inch of her so that there is nothing left to be seen!¡±


    Laia stopped herself before she could say those words aloud. Instead, she changed the topic. ¡°Uh-


    hem, Miss McKinnon? Allow me to show you the dressing room. Give this a try, hon.¡±


    ¡°Thank you.¡±


    Deirdre felt the fabric in her hand and knew it was something luxurious. Sure, she had been through


    this while she had been Mrs. Brighthall, but the fact that she was allowed to have something so


    luxurious still surprised her. She went inside the dressing room and began to put it on.


    Unfortunately, the dress got stuck on her head. She could not tell if it was because she had forgotten to


    remove one of the buttons or if she had gotten the direction wrong. Either way, it was starting to


    be very embarrassing¡­


    The tips of her ears burned. Quietly, she called out, ¡°A-Anyone there?¡±


    Brendan was standing right outside. ¡°What?¡±


    ¡°Oh¡­ Never mind.¡±


    He frowned and yanked the curtain away.


    He saw Deirdre¡¯s dress stuck on her head-and the rest of her bodypletely naked. He could even


    see signs of their passionate night before. His breathing hitched and became irregr.


    Was being so easily seduced by Deirdre a good thing¡­ or a bad thing?


    ¡°W-What happened?¡±


    Deirdre was even more embarrassed. Could he not tell?!


    ¡°I¡¯m stuck.¡±


    ¡°How the hell did you¡­? Fine. I¡¯ll help.¡±


    His ¡°help¡± involved his hand slipping to half of her chest, him thinking to himself how skinny she was,


    and then frowning at that troubling thought.


    Deirdre¡¯s skin was heating up. She began to struggle, but Brendan said, ¡°Don¡¯t rip it, Deirdre. This


    dress costs $2.820¡±


    2,820 dors for a casual dress?!


    Deirdre was shaking and trying hard not to shake at the same time. It did not stop her skin from boiling.


    though. Brendan¡¯s cold fingertip grazed across her back inch by inch until, finally, he nted his lips on


    one of the marks he had leftst night.


    Deirdre shivered.


    ¡°I meant what I said back there, Deirdre,¡± he suddenly said under his breath. ¡°You loved me, right?


    Then love me again. I swear to God, I won¡¯t disappoint you this time.¡±


    His voice was so soft, so featherlight, that a breeze would have dispelled it and everyone else would be


    none the wiser. Unfortunately, there was no wind in an enclosed dressing room. Everything could be


    heard -even one¡¯s breathing. And Brendan¡¯s breathing was as searing as a brand inches away from


    her skin.


    It was as if that brand was going deep into her heart. Her mind went nk.


    Then, she heard Laia ask if she was done Finally!


    She struggled, and Brendan fought back his own disappointment and muttered, ¡°Don¡¯t move. Your


    hair¡¯s caught between the buttons.¡±


    He painstakingly removed the dress from her head and helped her into it. He then hung the white fur


    coat around her shoulders.


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    Laia watched Brendan and Deirdre exit the dressing room together and noticed the scarlet blush


    burning on her cheeks. She immediately understood what had happened between them.


    When she turned her attention back to Brendan, there was something new in her expression-


    something akin to disbelief.


    While the three of them were busy, two female figures approached the shop.


    They were Charlene and Madame Brighthall.


    ¡°Get Laia to meet me¡± Charlene dered smugly ¡°I¡¯m gonna buy some dresses for future dinner


    parties, and the only taste and ss I trust is Madame Brighthall¡¯s!¡±

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    Chapter 228 Is She Presentable?


    Laia had already told the staff in the boutique. Hence, when a staff member heard Charlene, she


    smiled apologetically.


    ¡°I apologize, Miss McKinney. Laia is taking care of an important guest now. Why don¡¯t you wait a while?


    When she¡¯s done, she¡¯ll definitely get to you immediately!¡±


    ¡°What?¡± Charlene was enraged. She was a VIP client of almost all the boutiques in Neve, yet today,


    she was being humiliated before Madame Brighthall. While suppressing her anger, she said, ¡°What do


    you mean an important guest? Is that guest more important than me?¡±


    While putting a business smile on her face, the staff member replied, ¡°That important guest is Mr.


    Brighthall.¡±


    ¡°Bren?¡±


    Madame Brighthall was rather surprised, while Charlene¡¯s smile contained hints ofcency. ¡°Oh, it


    turns out that it¡¯s Bren. In that case, Laia shoulde over here. Where¡¯s Bren? Is he currently with


    Laia?¡± The staff member kept a business smile on as she answered, ¡°Miss McKinney, I apologize, but


    we can¡¯t vite our guests¡¯ privacy.¡±


    Charlene¡¯s smile froze. ¡°Do you know who I am to Bren? What do you mean you can¡¯t vite your


    guests¡¯ privacy? He doesn¡¯t need any privacy before me!¡±


    ¡°Err¡­¡± The staff member hesitated. ¡°But Mr. Brighthall is here with someone else. I¡¯m afraid that it¡¯s


    inconvenient for him to meet you.¡±


    ¡°With someone else?¡± Charlene¡¯s heart skipped a beat, and she became defensive. ¡°Who¡¯s that?¡±


    ¡°A woman. But I¡¯m not sure who she is.¡±


    Charlene¡¯s face turned gloomy. She basically knew who she was. She was surprised to learn that


    Brendan had actually taken Deirdre out and wondered whether he had gone nuts!


    Did he know how high the chances of running into an acquaintance were here? Did he have to


    displease others with her hideous appearance as well?


    Madame Brighthall was confused. ¡°Bren is here with a woman? Who is she?¡±


    Charlene turned to Madam Brighthall while furtively nipping herself so that her eyes reddened and she


    looked as though she was holding back her sorrow. 1-I think she¡¯s probably Miss McKinnon? Bren has


    gotten quite close to hertely, and I haven¡¯t seen Bren in quite some time¡­¡±


    ¡°What?¡±


    Madame Brighthall became more and more unhappy and tried to stride into the inner hall. The staff


    member paced forward. ¡°Madame Brighthall!¡±


    ¡°What?!¡± Madame Brighthall¡¯s face turned frigid, and her aura of superiority burst forth. ¡°I want to see


    my son! Do you still want to stop me?¡±


    When Madame Brighthall personally demanded to meet her son, the staff member had no right to stop


    her. Madame Brighthall strode toward the inner hall and pushed the door open.


    As expected, Brendan was with Laia. As for the woman standing beside them with her head lowered,


    who else could she be other than Deirdre?


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    ¡°Mother?¡± As soon as Brendan saw Madame Brighthall, he was stunned. Then, he frowned. ¡°Why are


    you


    here?¡±


    ¡°Why am I here? I got here by chance, of course,¡± Madame Brighthall replied in a grim, imcable


    manner. She red at Deirdre with her cold eyes as she said, ¡°If I hadn¡¯te here with Charlene, I


    wouldn¡¯t have known that it¡¯s not true that you arepletely preupied withpany affairs. So


    much so that you aren¡¯t free to visit me!¡±


    ¡°Mother Brendan suddenly had a sharp headache.


    ¡°Don¡¯t call me your mother! You don¡¯t even see me as your mother anymore. I¡¯m afraid that you have


    been seduced by some woman and no longer care about your mother, let alone your own wife!¡±


    Madame Brighthall was furious. ¡°Do you know what you are doing? You not only abandoned your own


    wife, but also took this woman out. Do you think she is presentable?¡±

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    Chapter 229 Tell Madame Brighthall The Truth?


    ¡®Do you think she is presentable?¡±


    Just like a sharp knife, every word pierced Deirdre¡¯s heart and twisted.


    Deirdre was trembling faintly while Brendan stood before her and said with a frigid face, ¡°Mother, your


    words are too harsh!¡±


    ¡°Harsh?¡± While looking at his furious face, for the first time, Madame Brighthall sensed the


    estrangement between her and her son and felt disappointed. ¡°Do you expect me to greet the third


    party in your rtionship with a smile and treat her like my daughter?!¡±


    ¡°Deirdre is not the third party!¡± Brendan gritted his teeth. ¡°We¡¯ve registered=¡±


    ¡°Bren!¡± Charlene, who had intended to be a bystander, suddenly chimed in. Her eyes revealed how


    panicked and incredulous she was.


    Did Brendan want to tell Madame Brighthall the truth? Did he want to tell Madame Brighthall that the


    woman who had been spending time with her in the past few years was actually the third party?


    That Deirdre and Brendan were true husband and wife?


    If Brendan did it, what would her status be?


    Had he gone insane?!


    Charlene felt so uneasy that her teeth were chattering. After she pleaded Brendan with her eyes, she


    grabbed Madame Brighthall. ¡°Let¡¯s just forget about it, mother. Bren probably just brought Miss


    McKinnon here to buy her a few dresses. I-I¡¯m fine with it, so please don¡¯t take it to heart. Let¡¯s leave¡­¡±This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.


    Although she said she was fine with it and wanted to leave, her tone was full of grievance. Madame


    Brighthall was so angry that her chest hurt and she fell to the ground.


    ¡°Mother!¡±


    ¡°Mother!¡±


    Brendan rushed forward to show his concern while Deirdre¡¯s heart skipped a beat. She knew Madame


    Brighthall¡¯s health condition very well. Before she realized it, she had already gotten to Madame


    Brighthall¡¯s side to touch the bottle of medicine on her chest.


    ¡°Don¡¯t touch me!¡±


    Madame Brighthall shook her hand away and reprimanded her in a trembling voice. ¡°This wouldn¡¯t


    have happened if it wasn¡¯t for you!¡±


    Deirdre was startled for a moment when she felt pain in her hand. However, she endured the pain to


    take out the bottle of medicine and dropped two pills on her palm. ¡°Madame Brighthall, please take


    these and you¡¯ll be fine!¡±


    Madame Brighthall was extremely surprised because she had thought only Charlene knew where she


    put her medicine.


    However, she could only obediently take the medicine first.


    After taking it, she finally managed to calm down. She then asked in disbelief, ¡°How did you know


    where my medicine was?¡±


    Before Deirdre could figure out what to answer, Charlene immediately bit her lip and replied, ¡°I told


    Miss


    McKinnon, of course. Mother, my rtionship with her is not as bad as you thought. W-We are friends.


    and it¡¯s natural that we share some information. Anyway, do not worry about the rtionship between


    me, Miss McKinnon, and Brendan. We will handle it ourselves. Can you please not worry about it and


    take care of your health instead?¡±


    Whileforting her with tenderness, Charlene resented Deirdre, the b*tch who had almost exposed


    her identity.


    She thought Deirdre was no ordinary person because she not only knew how to hook Brendan by


    pretending to be pitiful, but she¡¯d also deliberately made Madame Brighthall suspicious at the right


    time! Even after Madame Brighthall took the medicine, she still felt ufortable. When she heard


    Charlene¡¯s exnation, she no longer was suspicious. However, she hated Deirdre even more.


    It turned out that Charlene and Deirdre were friends who would share things, yet Deirdre had been


    shameless enough to snatch her friend¡¯s boyfriend.


    It was Charlene who was gentle, kind, and generous enough not to bother her.


    1 don¡¯t care what your rtionship is. I only recognize Lena as my daughter-inw. I can close an eye


    to whatever you do in private, but once outsiders know that you have a mistress, I will definitely not be


    amodating.¡±

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    Chapter 230 You Are Angry


    Madame Brighthall shot Deirdre a frigid re. ¡°A woman like her must be kept at home. Don¡¯t even


    think about taking her out again.¡±


    Following that, Madame Brighthall no longer felt like shopping and left with Charlene.


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    Deirdre¡¯s gaze remained nk. She thought she was shameless herself, but Madame Brighthall


    using her of being the ¡®third party¡¯ and ¡®that kind of woman had destroyed her umted


    willpower. ¡°Deirdre, are you alright?¡± Brendan caressed her face. Deirdre furrowed her brows tightly


    while her forehead was sweating. She was in a daze, and Brendan didn¡¯t know what she was thinking.


    ¡°I¡¯m fine.¡± Deirdre recovered from her daze and avoided Brendan¡¯s hand.


    Brendan missed his target and felt that something was missing When he realized what it was, he


    sped Deirdre¡¯s wrist. ¡°Are you angry? You should be aware of the matter between Charlene and my


    mother. My mother misunderstood that you¡¯re the third party, so it¡¯s normal that her harsh words made


    you feel bad. Don¡¯t take it to heart-¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m not,¡± Deirdre calmly replied with downcast eyes. ¡°I¡¯m not feeling ufortable because of


    Madame Brighthall¡¯s harsh words.¡±


    ¡°What is it then?¡± Brendan was confused.


    Deirdre didn¡¯t answer but slowly closed her eyes. ¡°Let¡¯s go back. I¡¯m rather tired¡±


    As soon as they got back, Deirdre closed the door to her room andy on the bed.


    She had not lost her temper. In fact, she had been calmed down further by Madame Brighthall¡¯s words.


    Yes, a woman like her could never be presentable indeed. This was a fact she used to be clear about,


    and she shouldn¡¯t have wavered just because of Brendan¡¯s words.


    She closed her eyes wearily, but when she thought about it, she felt at ease suddenly.


    She thought it would be good enough to continue acting as a mistress provided Ophelia was still alive.


    She didn¡¯t have to worry about it too much because that was not what she should be thinking about.


    Deirdre woke up from her slumber at midnight. She felt warmth even though she could recall that she


    hadn¡¯t turned on the heating system in the room.


    She slowly got out of bed and started cleaning her room. As she thought that Ophelia was supposed to


    come today, she couldn¡¯t wait. The moment she put on her clothes and opened the door to go out, she


    bumped into a person emitting a strong smell of cigarettes.


    ¡°You up?¡± Brendan simply dropped the cigarette butt on the floor, where more cigarette butts were


    scattered.


    Deirdre had soft feet. She came to her senses and raised her eyes after she stepped on a few cigarette


    butts. ¡°Have you been standing by the door?¡±


    ¡°Yes.¡± Brendan admitted it and dispersed the smoke from his mouth. ¡°I want to talk to you. But because


    you were still sleeping and I didn¡¯t want to disturb you, I¡¯ve been waiting by the door.¡±


    He inevitably sounded impatient. Besides, because the doorway wasn¡¯t as warm as the room, his


    breathing gave off hints of coldness. Deirdre took a step backward. ¡°Let¡¯s talk inside.¡±


    ¡°No.¡± Brendan looked into Deirdre¡¯s eyes. ¡°It¡¯s just a few words. About what my mother said yesterday.¡±


    Deirdre could feel that she was calm when she said, ¡°If you want to tell me not to take those words to


    heart, then there is no need for you to do anything because I never did.¡±


    ¡°In that case, why are you treating me with this attitude?¡± Brendan said firmly. ¡°You are angry.¡±


    Deirdre wanted to deny it, but she felt her heart aching. At the moment, even she didn¡¯t know what she


    was angry about.


    Perhaps she was furious because she was wavering.


    ¡°It doesn¡¯t matter anymore.¡± Deirdre raised her head. Her eyes were clear and unfocused when she


    said, ¡± The only thing I¡¯m concerned about is my mother. You said you wanted us to go back to the old


    days, and we can still do it. Nothing has changed.¡±

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    Chapter 231 Meeting Ophelia Again


    Just like Madame Brighthall¡¯s remark, Deirdre had been staying at home because she was not


    presentable.


    Brendan wanted to add on, but his phone rang. Sawyer¡¯s voice came from the other end when he


    epted the phone call. ¡°Mr. Brighthall, Madame McKinnon has arrived. Shall I let her enter the


    mansion now? Or¡­¡±


    Brendan was about tomand Sawyer to let her in when he saw Deirdre abruptly lift her head, and


    her eyes lit up. Hence, he changed hismand to ¡°Just let her wait outside.¡±


    He put down the phone and asked, ¡°Would you like to wee her on your own? Let me take you


    there.¡± Deirdre couldn¡¯t restrain her excitement. While nodding her head, she tidied up her messy hair


    nervously. Even though she had an ugly face, she still hoped that her appearance wouldn¡¯t scare


    Ophelia.


    With Brendan¡¯s support, Deirdre went down the stairs and went straight to the door.


    From afar, Brendan had seen the woman at the door.


    Even though he clearly understood that the woman was a stranger whose voice was simr to Ophelia,


    he was still surprised after seeing her clearly.


    Aplete stranger had suddenly be just like Ophelia, even from her clothes, behavior, and facial


    features.


    Brendan suddenly felt a hint of hope from his uneasiness.


    It seemed that this woman had put in a lot of effort. Would she be able to hide the truth so that it


    wouldn¡¯t raise Deirdre¡¯s suspicions at all?


    ¡°Dee Dee? Is it you?¡±


    Deirdre paced forward on her own. When she heard the haggard voice with a hint of thrill, she suddenly


    turned the sound¡¯s direction, and her nk eyes were wide open. Even though she only saw a pitch-


    ck. scene, she was excited.


    ¡°Mom¡­¡± She bit her lower lip and reached out her hands.


    The middle-aged woman paced forward and held Deirdre¡¯s hands. Her voice sounded extremely


    shocked as she asked, ¡°How did you be like this? Your face¡­ and your eyes? Are you okay?¡±


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    Deirdre wept with joy. She shook her head desperately. ¡°I¡¯m okay. I just identally hurt myself. Bren


    has been trying to heal my eyes. Soon, I¡¯ll be able to see again.¡±


    It was just a casual excuse Deirdre had made up, but it turned Brendan¡¯s eyes gloomy. He used to


    have such a thought, but he had been wondering whether Deirdre would still rely on him and whether


    this lie could be sustained.


    The answer was obvious. Therefore, he could only maintain the status quo by letting Deirdre remain


    blind. ¡°Really? It¡¯s good then.¡± The woman caressed Deirdre¡¯s face and said worryingly, ¡°I believe that


    Brendan. is good to you. Otherwise, he wouldn¡¯t take me here to meet you immediately after I was


    healed. Dee Dee, I¡¯m sorry for all these years. Your mom is back now.¡±


    As soon as Deirdre heard it, she bit her lower lip and had an emotional breakdown. She hugged


    Ophelia tightly and cried heartbreakingly.


    She had never lost herposure like this. She always maintained her calmness, restraining herself


    and


    being invulnerable. Even when Brendan treated her ruthlessly back then, she just lowered her head


    and refused to shed a single tear.


    The only tenderness Deirdre had, she gave it to Ophelia.


    At that moment, Brendan suddenly became jealous.


    Even though he knew very well that he shouldn¡¯t be jealous because it was perfectly normal for


    Deirdre to rely on Ophelia, he couldn¡¯t help but think that it would be great if Deirdre would rely on him


    instead.


    Maeve was somewhat touched. She looked at Deirdre with tenderness while patting on Deirdre¡¯s back.


    Silly girl, stop crying. Those who don¡¯t know might think that I¡¯ve mistreated you.¡±


    It took Deirdre a while to recover. When she heard that, she chuckled.


    But very quickly, she was stunned.

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    Chapter 232 Are You Not Allergic?


    Deirdre smelled a faint sweet osmanthus fragrance from Ophelia. Although it wasn¡¯t strong, it didn¡¯t


    escape Deirdre¡¯s nose.


    It was because she clearly recalled that Ophelia would cover her nose and cough each time they


    passed by the sweet osmanthus tree at the entrance to the slum. Ophelia was allergic to the sweet


    osmanthus, so much so that she would feel itchy and cough non-stop with just the smell of it.


    ¡°What is it?¡± When Maeve became aware of Deirdre¡¯s stiff reaction, she caressed Deirdre¡¯s face as she


    asked, ¡°Why did you suddenly get into a daze?¡±


    ¡°Nothing¡­¡± Deirdre forced a smile. She lowered her head and said, ¡°It¡¯s just that I smell the fragrance


    on you. It smells very good. What kind of perfume is it?¡±


    ¡°Oh.¡± Maeve was relieved and smiled. ¡°I don¡¯t wear any perfume. I think it¡¯s probably the fragrance in


    the hotel. After staying there for a day, my clothes are stained.¡±


    ¡°Is it sweet osmanthus?¡±


    ¡°Yes.¡± Maeve nodded. ¡°I think it¡¯s this smell.¡±


    Deirdre suddenly pressed her fingertips into her palm.


    Meanwhile, Brendan also noticed her change and frowned ¡°What¡¯s the matter?¡±


    ¡°¡­¡± Deirdre¡¯s mind went nk. When she raised her head again, her eyes were empty ¡°Mom, aren¡¯t


    you allergic to sweet osmanthus? How could you stay in a room for a day filled with the smell of sweet


    osmanthus?¡±


    Her questioning shocked Maeve, who turned to Brendan.


    Brendan¡¯s heart skipped a beat. He definitely didn¡¯t know that Ophelia was allergic to sweet osmanthus


    because he wasn¡¯t Deirdre himself. But he managed to calm himself quickly and asked, ¡°Are you


    allergic to the fragrance of sweet osmanthus or to its pollen?¡±


    Deirdre was startled.


    Brendan took this opportunity and added, ¡°I think you are allergic to its pollen, right?¡±


    ¡°Yes.¡± Ophelia followed along. ¡°I¡¯m indeed ufortable with sweet osmanthus fragrance, but I¡¯m not


    allergic to it. I¡¯m just allergic to its pollen.¡±


    ¡°Really.¡± Deirdre was in a daze for a moment, thinking that now it made sense.


    Ophelia only sneezed and coughed when there were sweet osmanthus trees around.


    ¡°Oh, I see.¡± Deirdre smiled again. ¡°I thought you had cured your allergy.¡±


    ¡°How can it be so fast?¡± Maeve heaved a sigh of relief. At the same time, she held Deirdre¡¯s hands


    tightly. ¡°Why are your hands so cold? You don¡¯t have toe out weing me while wearing so little.


    Let¡¯s get into the house quickly so that you won¡¯t catch a cold.¡±


    The three entered the mansion. Brendan had already arranged for a table of dishes. Deirdre, who had


    never been talkative, actually was smiling at the dinner table and chatting with Maeve.


    Brendan was captivated by Deirdre¡¯s voice, which was already pleasant, her coiled hair, and her gentle.


    smile. He suddenly said, ¡°Aunt, you should stay in Neve for another week.¡±


    Brendan originally nned to have Maeve stay only for two days. After all, the earlier she left, the lower


    the chances for the matter to be exposed, and Deirdre would be able to let go of her guard.


    However, when Brendan saw the smile on Deirdre¡¯s face that he hadn¡¯t seen for a long time, for some


    reason, he suddenly wanted to watch it for a few more days.


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    Deirdre knew that Maeve would stay for only two days. When she heard Brendan, her lips trembled,


    and she turned toward Brendan¡¯s direction. ¡°Is it okay?¡±


    ¡°For sure, it is okay.¡± Brendan took a napkin to wipe the corner of his mouth elegantly. ¡°It¡¯s not easy for


    the two of you to meet each other. I also hope that you two can spend a longer time together. As long


    as it doesn¡¯t affect your mother¡¯s recovery, I have no problem.¡±

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    Chapter 233 I Want Your Love


    Deirdre¡¯s eyes were filled with uncontroble joy and reddened from holding back her tears. She


    inhaled a deep breath and said, ¡°Thank you, Brendan.¡±


    She spoke in all apparent seriousness, and there was gratitude in her eyes. However, Brendan was not


    pleased by her gaze. On the contrary, he felt a knot in the pit of his stomach and felt suffocated.


    Deirdre was the only person who was unaware that Ophelia was already dead. He was making up a


    fake world just to delude her.


    He could not afford to ept her gratitude.


    ¡°I told you that I don¡¯t like the words ¡®thank you¡±.¡± Brendan¡¯s dark eyes turned dim, and he abruptly got


    up from his seat. ¡°I¡¯m sure that both of you have a lot to talk about because you¡¯ve just been reunited


    after so long. I¡¯m going to do some work in the study room. You cane to me if you have anything


    important.¡±


    He walked upstairs and took a seat in the study room. The desk was stacked with documents, yet he


    could not bear to read even one word.


    He felt an intense conflicting feeling in his heart and didn¡¯t know what to do when he thought about


    Deirdre¡¯s smile and Ophelia¡¯s tragic death.


    Meanwhile, someone suddenly knocked on the door of the study room.


    Brendan looked up to find Deirdre twisting the door knob to enter the study room with a hesitant


    expression.


    ¡°What¡¯s going on?¡± Brendan leaned against his seat and propped up his head with a hand on his


    temple, his eyebrows tightly furrowed. ¡°Why are you here in my room instead of chatting with your


    mother downstairs?¡±


    Deirdre bit her lower lip and shut the door after her. She hesitated for some time before mustering the


    courage to say, ¡°Brendan, I have a presumptuous request to ask of you, and I hope that you can grant


    my request.¡±


    It was apparent that Deirdre had onlye after mentally preparing herself. Brendan¡¯s gaze locked on


    her face as he asked, ¡°What is it?¡±


    Deirdre kept her head lowered, her fingers clenched into tight fists. ¡°1¡­ I would like my mother to move


    into the vi temporarily. Will that be okay?¡±


    Then, she said, ¡°You can set your mind at ease. I¡¯m only worried that it will be troublesome for her to


    travel back and forth. I¡¯ll ensure that she stays calm and quiet so she won¡¯t bother you¡­¡±


    ¡°Is that all?¡±


    Deirdre suddenly raised her head while Brendan was leaning against the chair with an ice-cold


    expression. ¡°Who do you think I am? Why do you make it seem so difficult to talk about when you¡¯re


    only requesting for Ophelia to stay in the vi for a while? Am I a monster or something? Or do you


    think I¡¯m going to reject you without the slightest hesitation? What sort of person am I to you!¡±


    Deirdre didn¡¯t know what to do as his pressing query confronted her. She exined, ¡°No¡­ I was


    only¡­¡±


    ¡°Only what? Scared? Scared of being rejected by me, scared of troubling me?¡±


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    Brendan got up from his seat and walked closer to Deirdre, step by step.


    Deirdre could feel Brendan¡¯s overbearing presence, making her back away subconsciously. However,


    she


    realized there was nowhere to retreat when her back pressed against the door. She raised her head


    and felt the man¡¯s burning gaze. She was extremely anxious and trembling with fear.


    All of a sudden, Brendan wrapped his arms tightly around her waist while he leaned his head on her


    shoulder slowly. He heaved a sigh and said, ¡°Deirdre, I¡¯m not as scary as you imagine me to be.¡±


    There was a look of intense fatigue on his expression because he had not managed to sleep for even a


    moment yesterday night. At the same time, he was feeling mentally exhausted and a deep sense of


    powerlessness overtaking his body.


    Brendan was an overlord of the business industry who could do whatever he wanted in Neve, yet it was


    his first time falling head over heels for Deirdre. He had no idea what to do.


    His voice was hoarse when he said, ¡°Everything I told you is true. I want us to be back like in the past,


    but I don¡¯t want us to be respectfully estranged as we were in the past. I want your love, and I want you


    to fall in love with me once again, just like in the past.¡±

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    Chapter 234 Unrted to Him


    Deirdre knew that Brendan was looking at her from the moment he raised his head.


    It was because she could feel his intense gaze. She could still feel his gaze stopping on her face even


    when all she could see was darkness.


    Deirdre lowered her gaze and felt so overwhelmed with emotions in her heart that she could not even


    hear her own breathing.


    Brendan leaned over to kiss Deirdre¡¯s lips.


    He took his sweet time and kissed her gently but affectionately as if he was conquering her with all his


    life¡¯s patience.


    ¡°Brendan¡­¡± Deirdre pushed him because she was having trouble getting ustomed to this. ¡°Don¡¯t do


    this¡­¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t do what?¡± Brendan asked her with his deep, dark eyes staring at her, ¡°Don¡¯t stand so close to


    you, don¡¯t kiss you like this, or don¡¯t say what I said to you earlier?¡±


    Deirdre clutched Brendan¡¯s arms tightly and felt his warm breath blowing on the side of her face. ¡°Tell


    me, Deirdre. You can tell me anything. I¡¯ll satisfy you and meet your needs.¡±


    Atst, Deirdre escaped from the study room in defeat. She walked with quickened steps, her hand


    holding the wall until she met Maeve at the stairway.


    Maeve asked in puzzlement, ¡°Deirdre?¡±


    Deirdre stopped walking abruptly. Maeve approached her and wiped away the sweat on Deirdre¡¯s face


    with her sleeve. ¡°What¡¯s going on? Why are you in such a rush? Did something happen? You¡¯re


    walking so quickly when you can¡¯t see, so what¡¯s going to happen if you fall?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m fine.¡± Deirdre sniffed and lowered her head.


    Maeve came to understand the situation instantly when she noticed the mark on Deirdre¡¯s lips. She


    stopped inquiring but said smilingly, ¡°I¡¯ve already told you that I¡¯ll be fine staying elsewhere. It¡¯s not that


    I¡¯m not going toe and visit you. Someone wille and pick me up specially every morning.¡±


    Deirdre answered softly with a frown, ¡°But it¡¯s winter now, and it¡¯s too cold.¡±


    Ophelia hated the winter the most because her knees would hurt, and her body would feel sore during


    the


    winter,


    It was a condition she acquired from doingundry in the cold river during winter as her job when she


    was young.


    ¡°Oh right.¡± Deirdre suddenly remembered. ¡°Mother, are your knees fine? Do they still hurt?¡±


    Maeve¡¯s expression remained unchanged. ¡°They don¡¯t hurt as much anymore. I feel better now.¡± ¡°Great


    then.¡±


    Deirdre nodded.


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    Meanwhile, Brendan walked out of the study room.


    Upon hearing the sound of the study room¡¯s door opening, Deirdre¡¯s grip on Maeve¡¯s hands tightened


    for


    a moment.


    Maeve shielded Deirdre behind her. Brendan was not infuriated after noticing her action. On the


    contrary,


    he felt that Maeve did a good job with her acting.


    It would be very difficult to tell that these two people were not biologically-rted in the eyes of


    outsiders.


    ¡°It¡¯s gettingte, Aunt Ophelia. The weather is so cold these days so it won¡¯t be convenient for you to


    travel back and forth to my ce. How about you move in here for the time being?¡± Brendan said.


    nonchntly, his eyebrows furrowed ever so slightly.


    He was worried that Maeve would give herself away if she were to stay and interact with Deirdre for a


    long period. However, he could not bring himself to reject Deirdre after she sought his favor.


    Maeve smiled. ¡°If you don¡¯t object to it, Brendan, I would like to stay with Deirdre for a while longer, of


    course.¡±


    Deirdre held Maeve¡¯s hands tightly, but she was looking in Brendan¡¯s direction.


    ¡®Brendan actually came out to inform me in person¡­¡¯


    ¡°Why are you in a daze? Brendan has already returned to the study room. Do you have such a hard


    time parting with him?¡± Maeve teased her.


    Deirdre wanted to exin herself, but her ears were burning from blushing. She answered in a haste,


    ¡°No¡­ I was only distracted because I was thinking about something else unrted to him.¡±


    Maeve smiled but made no reply. Deirdre wanted to be with Maeve so badly that she would rest and


    sleep on the same bed with Maeve.

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    Chapter 235 Still Alive and Doing Great


    Before Deirdre shut her eyes, she wrapped her arms around Maeve¡¯s arm and said, ¡°I feel lucky that


    you¡¯re still alive, mother. Don¡¯t be saddened by dad¡¯s death. I¡¯ll protect you from now on, and I will live


    well for you.¡±


    She fell asleep drowsily while Maeve¡¯s eyes widened. She was so deeply moved by Deirdre¡¯s remark


    that she didn¡¯t know what to say. What would the real Ophelia say at this very moment? She could not


    figure.


    out an answer.


    The phone in her pocket vibrated. She waited until Deirdre was in a deep sleep before she moved


    away Deirdre¡¯s arms cautiously and got out of bed.


    She walked out of the room to find Brendan smoking at the door. There were already a few cigarette


    butts scattered on the ground. His dark eyes were narrowed as he looked up to the first floor and said


    without even turning to Maeve, ¡°Is Deirdre suspicious?¡±


    Maeve shook her head. ¡°It is apparent that she isn¡¯t. Ms. McKinnon is very pure and will go straight to


    the point and express something that is bothering her, even if she does detect anything unusual, so I


    can exin myself to her. I believe that she is already fully convinced that I¡¯m Ophelia by now.¡±


    ¡°Hmm.¡± Brendan looked at her sharply. ¡°However, you shouldn¡¯t let down your guard just because of


    that. Deirdre is a very sensitive person.¡±


    ¡°Alright.¡±


    ¡°Also, you should go out with her tomorrow. I can set my mind at ease knowing that you¡¯re right by her


    side. You can go grocery shopping with her.¡±


    The next day¡­


    Deirdre woke up earlier than anybody else.


    Sam was already guarding the door since early morning. He was stunned by the sight of Deirdre


    coming downstairs in thick clothing, the lively look on her face, and her energetic mannerism.


    ¡°Good morning, Ms. McKinnon.¡±


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    ¡°Good morning, Sam.¡± Deirdre greeted Sam and said, ¡°You came at the right time. Will you help me to


    get some nnel fabric and sewing tools from the market since it¡¯s still early?¡±


    ¡°What do you need those for, Ms. McKinnon?¡±


    ¡°I need them.¡±


    Sam did not pursue the topic further. ¡°Let¡¯s go together.¡±


    ¡°Hmm?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m a man and not very sure what nnel fabric looks like. It would be better for you to choose it


    yourself, Ms. McKinnon. However, it¡¯s too cold outside, and I don¡¯t know if your body can¡­¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s fine!¡± Deirdre was bing excited, yet she inhaled a deep breath to calm herself and said, ¡°I can


    do it.¡±


    She lowered her head and replied with a smile, ¡°Thank you.¡±


    Sam was so charmed by her smile that he could not pull himself back to reality. Afterward, he cleared


    his head and took Deirdre to a sewing material shop to choose.


    ¡°Uh, do you have a softer material? It would be best if the inneryer is thicker, so it¡¯s wind¨Cresistant.¡±


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    The storekeeper brought over another type, and Deirdre expressed satisfaction after taking the material


    in her hand ¡°This is great, thank you¡±


    She carried the bag fully satisfied, and Sam took the bag from her. ¡°I¡¯ll take this, Ms. McKinnon. It¡¯s


    very windy and cold outside. Your hands will freeze in the cold if you keep them out.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s fine. There are too many things. I¡¯ll share some of your burden.¡±


    Deirdre became much more talkative than before. Sam¡¯s gazended on Deirdre¡¯s face, and he could


    not bring himself to look away after a long time.


    ¡°You seem very happy, Ms McKinnon. Why is that so?¡±


    ¡°You noticed that huh?¡± Deirdre clutched the bag tightly and exhaled a warm breath. ¡°My mother has


    been back since yesterday, and I can feel that her physical and mental health are much better. She


    feels like a different person, and I¡¯m quite happy about that.¡±


    Sam was stunned as if he had been hit with a shocking blow. ¡°Is that so? Your mother is back?¡±


    ¡°Hmm¡± Deirdre nodded and chuckled at herself. ¡°I have you to thank for this, Sam. Had you not


    grabbed my hand the other day when I tried tomit suicide, I think I wouldn¡¯t have had the chance


    to meet my mother again today. It turns out that she is still alive and doing great.¡±

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    Chapter 236 Thought She Left


    Sam stood in the same spot while Deirdre walked ahead for two steps before she noticed that Sam


    was


    not by her side.


    ¡°Sam?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m here.¡± Sam caught up to her in a few steps, and they walked together on the t ground.


    Deirdre said, ¡°What happened? Why are you suddenly so quiet? I thought something bad had


    happened.¡±


    Sam felt a tight knot in the pit of his stomach as he looked at Deirdre¡¯s lively mannerisms, her smile,


    and her gentleness. He suddenly empathized with Brendan¡¯s feelings.


    If this lie can be sustained forever, will that be a good thing for Deirdre?¡±


    ¡°Nothing much. I saw a child running about on the road earlier, so I stopped to check the traffic.¡±


    ¡°Children are always mischievous.¡± Deirdre¡¯s smile became frozen for a moment, but she quickly


    changed the conversation topic.


    They were not far from the vi, so they chatted harmoniously while they walked and arrived at the


    courtyard soon.


    However, Sam saw a tall and huge figure from afar, even before they reached the door.


    Brendan had slippers on. Even though he had a trench coat draped over him, he was only wearing a


    thin shirt inside. He stood at the entrance door in the howling wind with a stern expression.


    From the moment he saw Deirdre, he went from looking nervous to relieved. He took a few steps


    forward and hugged Deirdre tightly in his arms.


    ¡°Why did you head out so suddenly?¡± he asked her coldly while his dark eyes stared at Sam. He


    warned her with a rigid voice, ¡°You didn¡¯t even inform anyone. Could it be that you have no idea that


    your mother would be worried?¡±


    ¡°Mother?¡± Deirdre was jolted back to reality. She raised her head and said, ¡°Is she awake? I¡¯m sorry. I


    woke up early on purpose, so I could get something and be back before she woke up. I didn¡¯t expect


    that I would be held up for so long that all of you are awake.¡±


    ¡°She¡¯s not awake yet. It¡¯s me.¡± Brendan red at Deirdre with his sharp gaze and exerted strength in


    his grip over Deirdre¡¯s arm from feeling stressed.


    He was the one who had seen the opened door of Deirdre¡¯s room and Deirdre¡¯s missing pair of shoes


    and realized that Deirdre was out.


    He was overwhelmed with emotions at that very moment, and way too many thoughts shed past his


    mind.


    ¡®Why did Deirdre leave? Why did she go out? Is she running away? Has she noticed Maeve¡¯s disguise


    and chose not to speak a word of it so she can seize the opportunity to leave when I let down my


    guard?¡®


    He felt his heart wrench in pain at the thought of the possibility. It was because perhaps he would not


    see Deirdre anymore for the rest of his life if that were the case.


    He lost his senses and came outside wearing only his slippers and a trench coat.


    ¡°It¡¯s you? Did you notice that I was gone?¡± Deirdre shook the bag in her hand. ¡°Don¡¯t worry. I went to


    get some necessities. You should go inside.¡±


    She could feel Brendan¡¯s unusually cold body, and there was no telling how long he had been waiting


    for


    Chapter 236 Thought She Left


    her in the cold.


    Dr. Ginger had also arrived after they headed inside. Noticing that Brendan did not look so good, Dr.


    Ginger asked cautiously, ¡°What happened?¡±


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    ¡°Nothing. I was out, and it was way too cold there,¡± answered Brendan.


    Dr. Ginger was surprised and said, ¡°Why did you go outside when it¡¯s so cold? I shall prepare some hot


    chocte for everyone.¡±


    He went bustling about in the kitchen while Brendan kept his gloomy expression. Sam was sensible


    enough to help out in the kitchen, leaving Brendan and Deirdre by themselves in the spacious living


    room.


    His icy cold gaze did not leave Deirdre for even a moment, but Deirdre could not see and did not


    manage to notice anything unusual.


    She was confused. She bit her lower lip and asked, ¡°Are you angry?¡±

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    Chapter 237 Unprepared to Tolerate Sam


    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 could have kept youpany. You left


    without saying anything, so how am I supposed to exin to Ophelia if she¡¯s worried?¡±


    Deirdre lowered her head. ¡°I didn¡¯t know that you¡¯d be up so early.¡±


    ¡°Remember toe and knock on my door right away if there¡¯s anything next time.¡±


    He did not wish to see Sam and Deirdre walking together anymore. Even though Sam was obedient, it


    did not signify that he was prepared to tolerate Sam spending time with Deirdre.


    ¡°Alright.¡±


    Deirdre nodded without the slightest hesitation, and Brendan appeared to be soothed. He changed the


    topic of conversation when he noticed the bags of items on the coffee table.


    ¡°What did you get?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s gaze turned gentle as soon as he mentioned that. She pulled out the fabric in the bag and


    said. ¡± I bought some fabric suitable for winter clothing.¡±


    ¡°Why did you buy that?¡±


    Deirdre turned around and looked in the direction of the second floor. She answered after a long time,


    It¡¯s because my mother¡¯s health is not so good, and her body was weakened because she neglected


    her health when she was young so she could make a living. Her knees hurt when it snows during the


    winter or when it is cold.


    ¡°I believe that it¡¯s going to snow soon. It¡¯s already winter, so I got some fabric to sew some knee


    support for her. She can wear the knee support when she¡¯s outside so that her knees won¡¯t get cold.¡±


    She spoke with a tone filled with the affection and love of a daughter, yet Brendan furrowed his


    eyebrows when he heard that.


    No one knew better than him that Maeve did not need that.


    ¡°If her knees can¡¯t stand the cold, there are specialized knee supports that you can get from the store.


    You don¡¯t need to worry about this.¡±


    ¡°No, she¡¯s not used to wearing those.¡± Deirdre was not infuriated. On the contrary, she chuckled as if


    she remembered something. ¡°She started sewing her own knee supports long ago and prefers the


    hand made


    ones. Moreover¡­¡±


    Deirdre raised her head and said, ¡°I can provide her with anything so just consider this as the first gift I


    can give to her since my departure previously. I hope that she will think of me when she looks at the


    handmade knee supports when she¡¯s back to receive treatment.¡±


    prepared to Tolerate Sam


    Brendan felt uneasy in his heart, and his eyebrows were tightly furrowed. ¡°You can¡¯t see, so how are


    you going to sew?¡±


    Deirdre touched the fabric and said, ¡°You don¡¯t need to worry about that. When I was at Ster- At the


    clinic in the past, there were many children who couldn¡¯t afford winter clothes in the winter, so I sewed


    them warm clothes. Even though my workmanship is not so skillful, it will be cold¨Cresistant at the very


    least.¡±


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    Brendan¡¯s expression turned gloomy when he heard Sterling¡¯s name. The memories shared between


    Deirdre and Sterling were far more than the memories shared during their two years of marriage.


    He suppressed his jealousy and said, ¡°Be careful then, don¡¯t hurt yourself.¡±


    Deirdre nodded. She began working on the product during breakfast but cut the fabric to the proper


    size and sought Brendan¡¯s help to thread the needle. When all was set, she began to work on the


    product stitch by stitch.


    She was extremely cautious, but there was no telling if her skill was rusty or her fingers were frozen


    stiff by the cold weather. She inhaled sharply from the pain when the needle pricked her thumb.


    Brendan¡¯s pupils constricted, and he clutched her wrist at once. The tip of her thumb was bleeding, so


    he sucked on her thumb without the slightest hesitation.


    ¡°Brendan¡­¡± Deirdre was astounded and attempted to pull back her hand subconsciously, yet Brendan


    tightly grasped her hand.

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    Chapter 239 Familiar¨CLooking Woman


    It was Brendan¡¯s first time relenting and giving her permission to go out.


    Deirdre¡¯s empty eyes were glistening with a glint. Brendan said, ¡°Sam won¡¯t being, so only both of


    you are going Remember to be back before six and don¡¯t catch a cold.¡±


    ¡°Alright.¡± Deirdre was delighted. ¡°We will be back soon.¡±


    ¡°Hmm.¡± Brendan was done with his breakfast, so he was preparing to leave. He tossed an ATM card to


    Deirdre before he left. ¡°There are four million dors in the card, so there should be more than enough


    to cover the expenditure for both of you today. Call me if it¡¯s not enough. You know my number.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s fine¡­¡± Deirdre swallowed her words after blurting out her rejection.


    They were a married couple now, so it was very normal for Brendan to give money to his wife for


    shopping. If she were to reject him, it would make them appear estranged and stir up Ophelia¡¯s


    suspicion easily.


    ¡°Alright.¡±


    Brendan did not speak more but left with Sam.


    Deirdre and Maeve waited until the weather was warmer before they hailed a cab and headed out. It


    was already noon by now, and the sun was warm. Deirdre shut her eyes, feelingfortable as she


    basked under the sunlight.


    She savored the feeling of freedom that she longed for with her mother by her side. An absurd thought


    suddenly came into her mind at that very moment.


    ¡®It seems rather great¡­if this situation can continue on.¡±


    ¡°Deirdre.¡± Maeve approached her smilingly. ¡°Are you tired?¡±


    Deirdre opened her eyes, but the world was still pitch ck. However, her slow, numb heart began to


    pump in a lively manner.


    She chuckled and shook her head. ¡°No. I feel that the weather is pretty nice today. It¡¯s warm, and I


    really


    like it.¡±


    Maeve helped to smoothen her messy hair and said, ¡°We shalle here to get some sunter, but


    we have something else important on hand. Is there anything that you want to buy?¡±


    ¡°Clothes.¡±


    Maeve said, ¡°What type of clothes are you looking for?¡±


    ¡°No.¡± Deirdre answered, ¡°The clothes are for you.¡±


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    Yes, she was using Brendan¡¯s money indeed, but she would figure out a way to pay him back.


    However, it was no easy feat to get to live with Ophelia, and now that she did it, she did not wish to put


    her mother through inconveniences.


    ¡°Neve¡¯s weather is much colder than the surrounding cities. The clothes you have are all too thin for the


    weather. We need to get you warmer clothes so you won¡¯t be bothered by the cold.¡±


    Maeve was momentarily stunned, and her eyes were moistened with tears. ¡°It¡¯s fine.¡±


    Deirdre leaned on Maeve and said affectionately, ¡°Don¡¯t disappoint your daughter¡¯s kind intention, will


    you?¡±


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    They strolled around the shopping mall to shop for clothes. Deirdre could not see the style, so she


    could only feel its fabric. She would make Maeve try on a piece of clothing if it was made of thick, cold-


    resistant fabric.


    Charlene walked into the shop, her high heels clicking. She removed her shades and was approached


    by the specialized sales associate. ¡°Ms. McKinney.¡±


    Charlene said with an impatient expression, ¡°Is the winter collection for this year in?¡±


    ¡°Yes, the winter collection is disyed in the back lounge. Please follow me.¡±


    She was preparing to walk when she took a side nce at her surroundings and stopped abruptly.


    There was an emaciated¨Clooking woman with her hair tied up and had her back facing Charlene.


    Charlene found the sight of the woman to be very familiar, so she took two steps forward and saw the


    side of Deirdre¡¯s face. She inhaled sharply.


    ¡®Deirdre?¡®


    Charlene immediately looked to the person next to Deirdre and discovered that the person was not


    Brendan nor Sam but some strange woman that she had never seen before.


    She found the sight of the strange woman slightly familiar based on the woman¡¯s style and


    mannerisms.


    ¡®Who is this woman? Why is Deirdre allowed to be out so ostentatiously?¡®


    Charlene held the sses in her hand tightly, her expression displeased. She turned around and asked


    the sales associate, ¡°When did those two women get here?¡±


    The sales associate shifted her gaze to Deirdre and Maeve and answered in a ttering tone, ¡°They got


    here ten minutes ago.¡±

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    ¡°Is there anybody else with them?¡±


    The sales associate shook her head. ¡°Just the mother and daughter. I have yet to see anybody else


    with them.¡±


    Charlene¡¯s pupils constricted abruptly, and she clutched the sales associate¡¯s arm.¡± Mother and


    daughter? What do you mean by mother and daughter?¡±


    She was really agitated. The sales associate looked anxious because she had no idea what she had


    done to trigger Charlene¡¯s anger. She answered cautiously, ¡°You asked about those two. They are


    mother and daughter¡­ The first thing the young woman with the disfigured face said when she entered


    the shop was that she¡¯s shopping for clothes for her mother. What else can they be if not mother and


    daughter¡­¡±


    Charlene was extremely shocked. No one knew better than her that Ophelia was already dead. She


    had died a year ago.


    Hence, Deirdre could not have a mother.


    She pressed the sales associate with a gloomy expression by saying, ¡°Are you sure? Are you sure that


    the young woman acknowledged the other woman as her mother?¡±


    The sales associate nodded repeatedly. ¡°I¡¯m a hundred percent sure! I¡¯m a thousand percent certain!


    Ms. McKinney, I wouldn¡¯t say something without being sure. That woman has been addressing the


    person next to her as her mother since she entered the shop, so it couldn¡¯t possibly not be true.¡±


    ¡°Understood¡­¡±


    Charlene¡¯s beautiful eyes were glistening, and she stared closely in Deirdre¡¯s


    direction.


    Maeve was not acquainted with Charlene, and Deirdre was blind, so Charlene could look as much as


    she wanted without being concerned. She could see the smile on Deirdre¡¯s face, and her affection for


    the strange woman, her speech, and demeanor were all exactly the way one would treat one¡¯s mother.


    In the end, Deirdre said, ¡°Mother, I believe that this piece is pretty good. Why don¡¯t you put it on in the


    dressing room to see if it fits?¡±


    ¡°Hah¡­¡± Charlene sneered aloud, finding it incredulous.


    She had not expected that Brendan would go as far as to hire a strange woman just


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    so he could deceive Deirdre.


    It was no wonder Deirdre was suddenly so quiet about Ophelia¡¯s death and had agreed to go out with


    Brendan. Charlene had assumed that Deirdre did not care about her mother¡¯s death anymore. Judging


    by the current situation, Brendan had figured out another way to pacify Deirdre.


    Her eyes were filled with maliciousness. Perhaps Brendan¡¯s n would have continued to work had


    she not found out about it, but it was very apparent that luck was on her side. She would not let Deirdre


    have things her way so easily.


    ¡®A woman like Deirdre should have died in prison!¡®


    Charlene approached Deirdre step by step as she looked at Maeve, who was entering the dressing


    room to try on the clothes.


    Deirdre was still feeling the fabric and style of the clothes meticulously with her hands next to the


    disy rack. She was caught off guard by the sound of high heels clicking on the floor and soon,


    Charlene sniggered. ¡°It has been a long time since west met, Ms. McKinnon.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s good mood diminished substantially as soon as she heard that voice. She pretended not to


    hear Charlene by turning a deaf ear to her remark. She held up the garment to weigh it in her hand.


    Charlene took a step forward and snatched the garment from her hand. ¡°Deirdre! When will you stop


    deceiving yourself!¡±


    Deirdre furrowed her eyebrows. ¡°What do you mean, Ms. McKinney?¡±


    ¡®Deceiving myself¡­ Where did thate from?¡®


    Charleneughed in contempt. ¡°Aren¡¯t you deceiving yourself by addressing a strange woman as your


    own mother? If your mother was aware of your actions, I bet she would die from anger upon seeing you


    address any woman as your mother after losing your sight!¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s empty eyes exuded coldness and anger when she heard that remark. ¡± Watch your mouth,


    Charlene.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m only telling you the truth out of kindness. I can¡¯t bear to see you being kept in the dark. Why are


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    Chapter 241 That Woman Is Not Ophelia


    Charlene tutted repeatedly. ¡°Deirdre, do you think that the woman who talked andughed with you


    was really Ophelia? Why are you so naive that you would believe it¡¯s true when Brendan just hired


    someone casually to portray her?


    ¡°Would the real Ophelia be so much taller than you, so young, and shop for clothing with you like an


    ordinary person? Besides, you couldn¡¯t see her face because you¡¯re blind. Don¡¯t be a fool. The woman


    takes care of herplexion very well, and not even a trace of wrinkles can be found on her face.


    Could you not have noticed it when you touched her with your hands? It would be utterly impossible for


    a woman like her to be the mother who lived in the slums and endured hardships with you!¡±


    ¡°Shut up!¡± Deirdre widened her eyes in shock and felt a heavy weight bearing down on her chest. It felt


    suffocating.


    ¡®What?


    ¡®What is Charlene talking about?


    ¡®Is the woman who was talking andughing with me earlier not¡­ Ophelia? Is she not the mother who


    raised me?


    ¡®How can that be possible¡­ We were still chatting andughing along the way, and our rtionship


    was as close as ever. There is nothing unusual about her, so how can she be a stranger?¡®


    Her eyes were bloodshot, and she red in Charlene¡¯s direction ferociously. ¡°That¡¯s enough, Charlene.


    How long are you going to keep ying your cheap tricks? Do you think that I¡¯ll believe you again? My


    mother is still alive and well, so how can she possibly be dead? You¡¯re only trying to get me and


    Brendan to fight again so you can reap the benefits afterward, right? Don¡¯t even think about it!¡±


    Deirdre bit her lower lip tightly. ¡°I will never give you the chance to do that again. I know better than


    anybody else who is the person I call ¡®mother¡®!¡±


    Charlene said in a sympathetic tone, ¡°Do you, really? Deirdre, it¡¯s really silly of you that you¡¯d rather


    trust Brendan than me. Have you forgotten that the person who got you into prison was Brendan?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s mind went nk abruptly.


    ¡®Have you forgotten that the person who got you into prison was Brendan?¡®


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    Coldness overpowered Deirdre instantly, and she felt as if all her internal organs were squeezed


    together.


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    Her eyes were bloodshot, while Charlene sneered and said, ¡°It¡¯s very normal for you not to trust me,


    Deirdre. However, I believe that you must surely have a lot of ways to verify what I just told you. If you


    don¡¯t have eyes to see, you have hands and a mouth at the very least, right? You will find out who is


    deceiving you when you verify this.¡±


    At this point, Charlene shut her mouth at the right time and left with a sneer.


    She knew that it would be meaningless for her to continue lingering around. She would leave the rest of


    the doubting work to Deirdre herself after making her


    suspicious.


    At the same time that Charlene walked away, Maeve walked out of the dressing room. ¡°I¡¯m done,


    Deirdre.¡±


    Maeve smoothed out the clothes on her body, looking puzzled by Deirdre¡¯sck of response for a long


    time.


    ¡°Deirdre?¡±


    Deirdre recovered from her surprise yet was overwhelmed with emotions. She forced a smile and said,


    ¡°I¡¯m here.¡±


    Her smile was hideous, forced, and desperate. Maeve instantly felt a knot in the pit of her stomach


    when she sensed that something was off. She approached Deirdre and said, ¡°What¡¯s going on,


    Deirdre? Are you feeling unwell? If that is the case, we should stop shopping today and go home so


    you can rest.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m fine.¡± Deirdre shook her head strenuously, yet Charlene¡¯s remarks were deeply ingrained in her


    chest, which felt hot and painful.


    ¡®Is the woman before my eyes not the real Ophelia? Is the woman who shows concern and seems to


    care about me not my mother?¡®


    Even the act of breathing hurt her at the thought. She frantically attempted to deny it


    in her heart.


    ¡®It can¡¯t be possible!


    ¡®I shouldn¡¯t be wavering just because of Charlene¡¯s random remarks. Charlene¡¯s ultimate goal is to


    ensure that I don¡¯t have a good time eternally, but¡­¡®

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    Deirdre¡¯s lips were trembling, and she stretched out her hand with great effort. ¡± Mother, can I¡­ touch


    your hands?¡±


    She knew Ophelia¡¯s hands. They were a pair of old hands covered in calluses that felt very different


    even at a very young age, especially in some spots.


    She had not felt out Ophelia¡¯s hands seriously before this but she had grown suspicious after


    Charlene¡¯s remarks.


    Maeve¡¯s heart was racing. ¡°What¡¯s going on? What¡¯s going on with you¡­ Deirdre?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m fine¡­¡± Deirdre took a deep breath and cracked a fake smile with great difficulty.¡± I used to hold


    your hand frequently in the past and I missed doing that all of a sudden. I yearned for the feeling of you


    holding my hand when you walked me home


    after school¡­¡±


    ¡°1 see.¡± Maeve smiled, but her heart was still on guard. She had figured out that Deirdre must have


    noticed something. At the same time that a feeling of uneasiness grew in her, she had no choice but to


    stretch out her hand.


    ¡°Alright, I shall hold my little Deirdre¡¯s hand then.¡±


    Her voice sounded as warm and affectionate as before.


    Deirdre was terrified all of a sudden because she feared the hands would be smooth, fine, and delicate,


    just like the hands of a person who had never performedborious chores in her life.


    If that was the case, the oue would be clear.


    She raised her hand shakily and held Maeve¡¯s hand. However, Deirdre was distracted for a moment


    when she felt the coarseness of Maeve¡¯s hand. Her hand was covered in calluses and was not a young


    woman¡¯s hand at all, unlike Charlene had described


    it.


    At the same time that she felt joyous, she felt her heart sink as well. It was because this pair of hands


    was still too delicatepared to Ophelia¡¯s hands in the past.


    ¡°What happened?¡±


    Maeve felt anxious in her heart. She had already noticed Ophelia¡¯s hands when she had watched video


    clips of Ophelia previously.


    Her hands had been aged, skinny, emaciated, covered in calluses, and waxy.


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    Even though she was only a little over 50 years old in the video clips, her hands had already been aged


    and withered akin to a decayed tree.


    She had rubbed her hands with sandpaper in the past two weeks just to simte Ophelia¡¯s hands yet


    she was well aware that her hands were still far from being simr to Ophelia¡¯s.


    ¡°It¡¯s fine¡­¡± Deirdre felt her way to Ophelia¡¯s frequently¨Cused finger with her fingers and found a hard,


    coarse callus. Her eyes lit up.


    ¡®It is Ophelia!


    ¡®It is her!¡®


    She had worked with this particr spot on her hand frequently, and the callus found on this spot was


    way harder than those on other parts of her hands. It was very apparent that Ophelia had not endured


    any hardships over the past few years, so the calluses had healed and her hands had turned smoother.


    Deirdre felt as if the weight was lifted off her chest. She had been more afraid of this discovery than


    anybody else but she was pleased with it.


    ¡°It¡¯s fine.¡± Deirdre smiled just like her usual self and ced her hands on Maeve¡¯s outfit subconsciously.


    ¡°How do you like it? Is the size right?¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s pretty good.¡±


    ¡°What about the style? Do you like it?¡±


    Maeve smiled affectionately. ¡°I like anything you get for me.¡±


    After deciding on a few sets of clothes, Deirdre and Maeve strolled around the mall once more before


    they returned to the vi to rest.


    Brendan got out of the car at 6:30 in the evening, when he arrived at the vi, and saw that they had


    already turned on the lights in their rooms.


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    Brendan walked into the house just in time to see Dr. Ginger leaving. He greeted Brendan with a bright


    smile on his face. ¡°Mr. Brighthall.¡±


    ¡°Hmm.¡± Brendan nodded and walked away. He suddenly stopped after taking two steps away and his


    gazended on Dr. Ginger¡¯s tie.


    The tie was maroon, which did suit Dr. Ginger¡¯s style. However, he had been wearing a ck tie when


    he hade this morning.


    ¡°The tie,¡± Brendan said with a slight frown. ¡°Where did you get it?¡±

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    ¡°Ah, ah.¡± Dr. Ginger adjusted his tie and said, looking unconcerned, ¡°From Ms. McKinnon. Didn¡¯t she go


    shopping today? She came home with gifts and brought me this tie. Sam got a gift too. His gift was a


    phone essory.¡±


    Sam, who was following Brendan, was caught off guard for a moment.


    Brendan¡¯s sharp eyebrows were tightly furrowed. He had given Deirdre permission to go out yet she


    seemed to be thinking about other men too.


    ¡°Where is the phone essory?¡±


    Dr. Ginger pointed at the coffee table and said, ¡°I have one more appointment today, Mr. Brighthall. I


    shall¡­¡±


    ¡°Go.¡±


    Brendan waved his hand to dismiss Dr. Ginger impatiently and made his way to the coffee table swiftly.


    There was a phone case with a puppy print in the gift box on the coffee table, and the case looked


    unusually adorable.


    When Sam¡¯s gazended on the case, he could not look away.


    Brendan turned around and red at Sam with an icy gaze. ¡°Do you like it?¡±


    Sam shook her head and said hesitantly, ¡°Ms. McKinnon got this for me, so I can¡¯t let her kind intention


    go to waste.¡±


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    to him.


    Brendan flew into a great rage instantly and grabbed the phone essory along with the gift box. ¡°Her


    kind intention won¡¯t be wasted if I keep it.¡±


    Sam grumbled in his heart but did not have the courage to express it. He said, ¡°I believe that Ms.


    McKinnon has bought gifts for everyone, so you will most certainly get yours too, Mr. Brighthall.


    Perhaps your gift is in your room.¡±


    Deirdre was a meticulous person. Even though she had not enjoyed showing herself in public during


    their two years of marriage, she would do a perfectly good job with each of the tasks assigned to her.


    Her choice of gifts this time had been exactly to Sam and Dr. Ginger¡¯s liking.


    Although Brendan felt displeased, he looked forward to his gift.


    ¡®What would Deirdre give to me as a gift then?¡®


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    At that thought, he suppressed his eagerness yet could not help walking upstairs. He suddenly stopped


    when he was halfway there and told Sam, ¡°That¡¯s all for you today. You may head home ande


    back tomorrow.¡±


    Upon saying that, Brendan went upstairs, and the first thing he did was open the door to his room.


    However, he did not see any trace of a gift on the bed, sofa, bookshelf, or any other


    spot.


    He went to the study and he still did not find anything.


    ¡®Could Deirdre have the gift and be nning on handing it to me in person?¡®


    As soon as the thought popped into his mind, Brendan¡¯s cold lips unprecedentedly curled into a faint


    smile.


    ¡®The usually dull Deirdre has learned how to surprise me with a gift.¡®


    He stayed on the first floor and waited on purpose, but Deirdre still had note downstairs by the


    time it was almost nine o¡¯clock. At the very moment that he lost his patience, Deirdre opened the door


    of her room and walked out with a ss in her


    hand.


    She felt her way down the stairs cautiously and walked to the kitchen when Brendan let out a cough.


    Deirdre stopped walking, and there was a tinge of confusion in her eyes. ¡°Brendan?¡±


    ¡°Hmm,¡± he replied nonchntly.


    ¡°You¡­ Aren¡¯t you usually in the study or your room at this time? Why are you hanging out on the first


    floor all of a sudden?¡±


    Brendan took a side nce at Deirdre and noticed that she was not hiding a gift. under her clothes. He


    furrowed his eyebrows, stopped beating about the bush, and asked, ¡°Did you buy gifts for Dr. Ginger


    and Sam during your shopping trip today?¡±


    Deirdre realized what was happening abruptly and bit her lower lip. ¡°Yes, I walked past an apparel store


    and the idea of getting a gift urred to me¡­ Uh¡­¡±


    Brendan shook the document in his hands and waited impatiently. Then, Deirdre said, ¡°I¡¯ll return the


    money to you.¡±

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    When those words were spoken, Brendan did not realize what was happening yet.¡± Money? What


    money?¡±


    ¡°The money I spent to buy the gifts¡­ I don¡¯t have a source of ie for the time. being, so I spent the


    money on your ATM card. I¡¯ll figure out a way to pay you back.¡±


    There was agitation in Brendan¡¯s eyes. He had never cared less about things like money and he was


    delighted that Deirdre had spent his money.


    ¡°Why do you have to draw such a clear distinction?¡± He then said in an unkind tone,¡± Did you think I¡¯d


    care about a few thousand dors?¡±


    Deirdre was silent. ¡®If that is not a problem, why did he bring up this issue?¡®


    Brendan took a deep breath and got straight to the point by saying, ¡°Where¡¯s mine?


    ¡°What is it?


    ¡°You brought gifts for Dr. Ginger and Sam, so do you have one for me too?¡±


    Deirdre was stunned upon hearing that.


    Brendan furrowed his eyebrows, his gaze darkening when he saw Deirdre¡¯s surprised expression. ¡°You


    didn¡¯t get me anything, huh, Deirdre?¡±


    ¡°I¡­¡± Deirdre was caught in a daze and bit her lower lip tightly for a long time. ¡°I didn¡¯t know what to get


    you because you have everything and things are quite costly, so I¡­¡±


    Brendan pushed everything on the coffee table to the floor, startling Deirdre. Sensing that Brendan was


    walking toward her, she hastily raised her arms to protect herself, only to discover that Brendan had


    walked past her, headed upstairs coldly, and shut


    the door.


    Deirdre turned her head to look toward the second floor. She could not figure out why Brendan would


    be so furious all of a sudden. ¡®Is it just because I didn¡¯t get him a gift?


    ¡®Yet what would the all¨Cpowerful Brendan need? He would surely despise the gift for being too cheap


    for his taste, just like he did in the past, look down at me in disgust, and blurt arrogantly, ¡°Don¡¯t buy


    things that are too inferior to show in public, Deirdre. No one would pick up a cheap thing like this even


    if it was tossed to the ground.¡±


    She returned to her room in a daze and found Maeve still making the bed. Noticing that Deirdre had


    returned empty¨Chanded, she asked casually, ¡°Deirdre, didn¡¯t you go to fetch yourself a ss of water?


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    you couldn¡¯t find any water?¡±


    Maeve stopped what she was doing and turned stern after seeing Deirdre¡¯s expression. ¡°What


    happened?¡±


    She approached Deirdre. ¡°What happened?¡±


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    ¡°Nothing, mother.¡± Deirdre gave her a forced smile and pretended that she was fine.¡± It¡¯s so cold


    downstairs that my head is working slowly. I¡¯m going to take a shower. You can lie down and rest.¡±


    ¡°Sure. Promise me that you won¡¯t keep anything that worries you to yourself. Promise you¡¯ll tell me.¡±


    Deirdre nodded and headed to the bathroom. As she removed her clothes, she pulled a box from her


    pocket. She opened the box to reveal something that was glistening under the light.


    She touched it with her hand before she lowered her gaze and shut the box in disappointment in the


    end.


    At the same time, someone knocked on the door of the study.


    ¡°Come in.¡±


    Maeve entered and a look of disappointment shed past Brendan¡¯s eyes when he realized that it was


    Maeve. It happened so quickly that no one would notice. He then asked with a calm gaze, ¡°What¡¯s


    going on?¡±


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    ¡°Mr. Brighthall.¡± Maeve shut the door after her with a solemn expression.¡±


    Something happened when I was out shopping with Ms. McKinnon this afternoon and I feel that I


    should inform you.¡±


    ¡°What is it?¡±


    Maeve furrowed her beautiful eyebrows and recounted, ¡°Ms. McKinnon and I were shopping for clothes


    in an apparel store at the mall this afternoon. She was still well before I went to change in the dressing


    room. Her expression suddenly turned very unusual after I came out of the dressing room, and she


    insisted on touching my


    hands to confirm my identity.¡±


    Brendan raised his head abruptly, his dark eyes filled with ferocity. ¡°What do you mean? Is she


    suspicious of you?¡±


    ¡°Yes.¡± Maeve nodded. ¡°However, the suspicion came out of nowhere. I sense that something must


    have happened while I was in the dressing room.¡±


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    Brendan¡¯s body tensed up without him realizing it. It had always bothered him that Deirdre might


    discover the truth, so he immediately inquired, ¡°Where is she? Is she still suspicious?¡±


    Maeve shook her head and raised her calloused hands. ¡°I¡¯m lucky that I prepared in advance and


    dispelled Ms. McKinnon¡¯s doubts at once.¡±


    ¡°Great then.¡± Brendan¡¯s expression was gloomy. ¡°It is apparent that something happened while you


    were in the changing room. It¡¯s highly possible that some loudmouth talked to her, and I¡¯ll look into this


    matter. Just do your part of the job.¡±


    ¡°Alright.¡± Maeve was sensible enough to get ready to leave.


    ¡°Hold on.¡± Brendan called out to Maeve. He furrowed his eyebrows and said, ¡°Were you by Deirdre¡¯s


    side at all times while she bought the gifts?¡±


    ¡°Yes. How can I help, Mr. Brighthall?¡±


    ¡°Did she purchase anything else other than gifts for Sam and Dr. Ginger?¡±


    Maeve pondered it for a while before she said in frustration, ¡°I don¡¯t remember so well. I remember


    walking away for a short while during the payment process. However, there were only two items in Ms.


    McKinnon¡¯s hands at the time. I suppose those were the two gifts for the two individuals.¡±


    Brendan¡¯s expression turned solemn. ¡°Understood.¡±


    In the next two days, even Maeve could feel that the ambiance in the vi was rather


    strange.


    The rtionship between Brendan and Deirdre grew more distant. They would greet each other in the


    morning, and then Brendan would leave the house without talking much. He returned home when it


    was veryte.


    It felt like they were a young couple in conflict.


    Once, while they were eating out, Maeve could not help asking, ¡°Deirdre, I hope you don¡¯t mind me


    asking, but did something unpleasant happen between Brendan?¡±


    you and


    Deirdre¡¯s movements halted to a stop, and she avoided her mother¡¯s gaze in a haste. ¡°No¡­ Nothing¡­¡±


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    Maeve smiled. ¡°It¡¯s not embarrassing to talk about because even a loving couple that has been married


    for a long time will still get into conflict sometimes. Besides, both


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    of you are still young. It¡¯s very normal to be angry at each other at times. However, it has been two


    days. You ought to give me a reason, okay?¡±


    ¡°The reason is¡­¡± Deirdre bit her lower lip tightly and expressed her puzzlement through her gaze. A


    momentter, she answered, ¡°I don¡¯t know.¡±


    ¡°How can you not know? There should be a reason behind a quarrel. Brendan can¡¯t possibly be sulking


    for no reason, right?¡±


    Deirdre had no idea indeed. She had thought it through many times yet she could not figure out why


    Brendan was offended.


    ¡®The only possibility is¡­¡±


    ¡°I bought gifts for the people working in the vi when we were out the other day, but I didn¡¯t give a gift


    to him.¡±


    From that point on, their rtionship had grown distant.


    ¡°This is about a gift, huh?¡± Maeve suddenly remembered the conversation she¡¯d had with Brendan the


    other day.


    She had not put much thought into it in the beginning, but now that she thought about it, it seemed that


    Brendan was jealous because he had not been treated as fairly as the others.


    Maeve found it rather amusing and said, ¡°No wonder he has been looking displeased in the past two


    days. But you bought him a gift too, right? Why haven¡¯t you given it to him yet?¡±


    Deirdre lowered her gaze. ¡°It¡¯s a cheap item that doesn¡¯t match his status. He won¡¯t use it even if I give


    it to him.¡±


    ¡°How can you know that he won¡¯t use it if you don¡¯t give it to him?¡± Maeve said gently. ¡°You and


    Brendan are married, after all. If you get a gift for Sam and Dr. Ginger but not for him, how can he not


    be pissed? Isn¡¯t it obvious that you¡¯re treating him unfairly?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m not¡­ I know that he wouldn¡¯t like it. Besides, he wouldn¡¯t use it and he wouldn¡¯t care about it at all.


    It¡¯s unnecessary to give it to him¡­¡±


    ¡°You¡¯re wrong, Deirdre.¡± Maeve held her hand. ¡°Regardless of whether he likes the gift or not, you


    should have given him a gift given your rtionship with him. If you were in his ce, would you be


    happy if Brendan got a gift for another woman but not for you?

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    Deirdre was hesitant.


    ¡®Would I have been unhappy? In the past, I wouldn¡¯t have been happy indeed.


    ¡®Not only would I have been unhappy, but my heart would have bled, and I would have felt suffocated.


    ¡®But how could the all¨Csuperior Brendan share the same way of thinking as my past self?¡®


    ¡°I¡¯ll think about it.¡±


    Deirdre lowered her gaze as she answered. Soon, she heard the pleasant sound of a piano ying


    next to her. It was apparent that the piano was a high¨Cquality one, and the tune it yed was


    immersive. She could not help feeling tempted.


    Maeve could see that and said in an exploratory tone, ¡°Would you like to y it, Deirdre?¡±


    ¡°Me?¡± Deirdre was embarrassed. ¡°I can¡¯t. I have very limited skills because I only took lessons for a


    short while. Besides, I can¡¯t see anymore, so perhaps I have already lost


    those skills.¡±


    ¡°How can you be certain that you can¡¯t do it if you don¡¯t try?¡±


    Maeve called over the waiter and asked if they could y the piano.


    The waiter did not reject her request, of course. ¡°Sure.¡±


    Maeve helped Deirdre sit before the piano.


    The very moment Deirdre¡¯s fingers touched the piano keys, she felt as if something was burning and


    leaping inside her body. She pressed down on the fingers and began to y by memory.


    Perhaps she was gifted in music, as the real Ophelia had once charged up a keyboard thrown away in


    the slum and given it to Deirdre, who had proceeded to learn to y in just a few days.


    Before Ophelia had gotten sick, she used to listen to Deirdre y the keyboard while she said


    smilingly, ¡°My dear Deirdre, you are truly amazing. Perhaps you might even be a piano master


    someday. Just wait a bit longer. I¡¯ll get an extra job so we can afford to hire a music tutor to teach you.¡±


    She had kept her promise and hired a music tutor for real, but her health had been


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    sacrificed afterward. Deirdre had always feared that it was her ying the piano that had ruined


    Ophelia¡¯s health. She had refused to touch the piano since then.


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    Ophelia had encouraged her to muster the courage to y the piano once again. She was choking on


    tears by the time she finished ying a song.


    ¡°Silly girl, why are you crying? You yed very well, and I¡¯m so proud of you.¡± Maeve cupped Deirdre¡¯s


    face in her hands andplimented her.


    Deirdre held back tears and smiled. ¡°It¡¯s nothing. I¡¯m just happy and I feel lucky to have you back safely


    with me.¡±


    Maeve¡¯s gaze turned gloomy for a while as she smoothened Deirdre¡¯s hair.


    Meanwhile, a man in a suit sitting at the corner approached them and passed Deirdre a business card.


    ¡°Hello. I¡¯m very sorry for disturbing you. I¡¯m the manager of a restaurant and I heard you y the piano


    earlier. You yed impressively. Would you consider working for our restaurant as a pianist?¡±


    ¡°Me?¡± Deirdre was surprised.


    ¡°Yes.¡±


    Deirdre pointed to her eyes and could not helpughing in spite of herself. ¡°You must be unaware of


    the fact that I am a blind person. I can¡¯t see.¡±


    The man appeared to be pleased. ¡°That¡¯s even better. You will set my mind at ease and focus on your


    job since your eyes can¡¯t see. You won¡¯t be distracted by external factors. You yed the piano quite


    impressively, I¡¯m serious. You may give it some thought. I won¡¯t treat you shabbily when ites to


    your wages. If you decide to ept the offer, you may call me.¡±


    He did not linger any longer. Deirdre¡¯s interest was piqued as she held the business card.


    She was a blind person who was despised by others, so this was the first time


    someone had offered her a chance. It was not only an affirmation of her skills, but also an opportunity.


    It would allow her to make a living and not depend on others to survive. She could work hard to provide


    a good life for herself and Ophelia if Brendan got bored of providing for her in the future.


    ¡°You¡¯re not really going to ept the offer, right?¡± Maeve could see Deirdre¡¯s hesitation and expressed


    her doubts. ¡°You do not know if that person wants to sincerely hire you as a pianist, and Brendan


    wouldn¡¯t let you work anyway.¡±

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    ¡®Oh, right. Brendan¡­¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s eyes were filled with disappointment, as she knew that Brendan would never agree to that..


    Maeve¡¯s heart melted with pity when she saw how dejected Deirdre was. ¡°Deirdre, isn¡¯t it nice to stay in


    the vi? Why do you want to get a job so badly?¡±


    ¡°I suppose it¡¯s because I need the slightest sense of recognition and I want to feel needed by the


    world?¡± Deirdre said in a self¨Cmocking tone. ¡°Plus, I can¡¯t keep depending on someone else to provide


    for me. If I perform well at this job, it will signify that I could survive somewhere else from now on. In


    case¡­ In case you need help, I will be able to fork out money for you without relying on Brendan.¡±


    Maeve was surprised to learn that Deirdre wished to be independent. She found it hard to imagine that


    a woman who was almost incapable of living independently would think like that.


    She realized that Deirdre wanted to rely on herself if she could instead of being content with her current


    life.


    At that very moment, Maeve suddenly understood why an outstanding man like. Brendan would be so


    deeply in love with Deirdre. It was because some people¡¯s charm went deeper than the surface.


    ¡°In that case, I think that you may discuss it with Brendan. I believe that since you two are married, he


    will consider your wishes as long as you can take care of yourself.¡±


    Deirdre did not feel confident that she could do that at all but she still braced herself.


    ¡°I can give it a try.¡±


    She could not let this opportunity slip away.


    She stayed in the room at night, and it was already nine o¡¯clock by the time Brendan came home. He


    went straight to the study as soon as he arrived at the vi.


    Deirdre took out the dessert she had prepared and knocked on the door of the study cautiously.


    She entered the room when she heard the words e in¡®. The very moment Brendan saw Deirdre,


    his anger diminished substantially.


    He had assumed that Deirdre would never yield to him. ¡®Perhaps she doesn¡¯t even


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    know that I¡¯m pissed because she¡¯s such a dull, indifferent woman.¡®


    ¡°What brings you here?¡± He spoke in a rigid, cold tone as he rifled through the pages of the document


    on the table. However, he could not focus on a single word he read.


    Deirdre was scared out of her wits but she suppressed the urge to walk out of the room repeatedly and


    made her way to Brendan¡¯s desk.


    She served the dessert and said, ¡°I¡­ I¡¯m here to serve the dessert that I baked this evening. It¡¯s not


    warm anymore but it still smells great.¡±


    The dessert she had baked was the only dessert that Brendan enjoyed, as it was very fragrant, not


    sickly sick, and so ky it would melt in one¡¯s mouth.


    Just as expected, Brendan did not reject her offer, but he said nonchntly, ¡°Sure, you can put it there.


    I¡¯ll eat itter.¡±


    Deirdre did not move. Brendan shifted his gaze to her nervous face, unable to take his eyes off her.


    ¡°What¡¯s going on? Did something happen?¡±


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    ¡°I¡­¡± Deirdre swallowed a gulp of saliva, having trouble bringing up the topic of conversation. She


    attempted to do so with great effort repeatedly before she said, ¡°I have something that I wish to discuss


    with you.¡±


    Brendan shut the folder. ¡°What is it?¡±


    Deirdre sped her fingers tightly. ¡°I would like to get a job.¡±


    The final tinge of smile in Brendan¡¯s gaze vanished instantly, and he felt like he was suddenly burning


    with fury.


    He had assumed that the woman was there to reconcile with him.


    He had been cold to Deirdre for the past two days, not because he was pissed at Deirdre¡¯sck of


    concern for him, but to verify that his pursuit strategy over the past weeks had had no effect on


    Deirdre¡¯s heart.


    However, Deirdre¡¯s actions showed him that not only had his effort been fruitless, but Deirdre had


    grown even more ambitious.


    ¡°What kind of job are you going to get as a blind person? I bet you want to run away, right?¡±


    ¡°No!¡± Deirdre had no idea why Brendan would suddenly take things so far. She bit her lower lip tightly


    and furrowed her eyebrows. ¡°I would like to get a job so I can make money to survive¡­¡±

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    ¡°I can give you money if that is what you want, and the vi has never treated you shabbily if all you


    want is a ce to live. But you still insist on going outside and im that you¡¯re not trying to run away?¡±


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    Brendan spoke in a stern voice. He got up from the chair, moved closer to Deirdre, and clutched her


    shoulders. ¡°Deirdre, I spoiled you by letting you go outside in the


    past few days and you¡¯ve be wildly ambitious. Now you think you¡¯re strong enough to leave?¡±


    Deirdre was pinned against the door and felt deeply powerless when she heard Brendan¡¯s furious


    remark. ¡°Brendan, I¡¯m a living human being. Don¡¯t I even have the


    right to go and get a job?¡±


    ¡°You have to be capable of taking care of yourself if you want to go out and get a job. Could you live


    through the winter out there without me? I¡¯m afraid no one would know even if you froze to death out


    there!¡±


    Brendan had initially intended to tell Deirdre that the outside world would never tolerate a blind person,


    yet his remark sounded extremely unpleasant.


    Deirdre was hurt by the words and bit her lower lip so tightly that it began to bleed. She kept her head


    lowered and did not utter a word.


    Brendan furrowed his eyebrows and caressed her face. ¡°I can give you money if that¡¯s what you want


    and I¡¯m not limiting your freedom to go out. I¡¯ve already given you enough space, so don¡¯t bring up the


    idea of getting a job out there. If anything bad were to happen to you, no one would take care of you.¡±


    Deirdre pushed away his hand with her icy fingers, her gaze calm. ¡°Understood.¡±


    He tilted her chin stubbornly to search for emotion on her face, only to discover that her gaze had


    suddenly turned empty once again. Feeling extremely agitated, he said, ¡°Deirdre, I¡¯m doing this for your


    own good.¡±


    ¡°I understand. I shall leave if there¡¯s nothing else.¡±


    Deirdre opened the door and walked outside, feeling slightly indifferent in her heart. She had already


    predicted the oue earlier but she still found it hurtful for a brief


    moment.


    Perhaps she was asking for too much, as it was already enough that she had been reunited with


    Ophelia safely. There was a limit to Brendan¡¯s patience, so she should not have challenged his


    patience over and over again.


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    Deirdre expressed her disappointment when she returned to her room. Maeve figured out what had


    happened but she still approached Deirdre and asked, ¡°What happened? Did Brendan not agree to the


    proposal?¡±


    Deirdre forced a smile and said, ¡°He¡­ He is worried that I would be treated unjustly out there. After all,


    I can¡¯t see. I think he¡¯s right about me. I am blind, so I should just stay home instead of chasing after


    some dream. I¡¯m not a teenager anymore¡­¡±


    Maeve caressed Deirdre¡¯s face. ¡°It¡¯s fine. It will not be toote for you to get a job when youplete


    your eye treatment and recover your eyesight.¡±


    ¡°Hmm.¡± Deirdre¡¯s head was a chaotic mess of thoughts. She ended the conversation briefly, took a


    shower, andy on the bed to rest.


    She was emotionally exhausted and soon fell asleep when sleepiness overpowered her.


    Meanwhile, Brendan had been smoking so much in the study that the floor was covered in cigarette


    butts. He shut the document in the end and headed to Deirdre¡¯s


    room.


    He knocked on her door, and Maeve turned around to look at Deirdre. ¡°Mr. Brighthall.¡±


    ¡°Is she asleep?¡±


    Maeve nodded. Brendan followed Maeve¡¯s gaze and saw the woman¡¯s tiny, skinny body curled up on


    the bed under the nket.


    ¡°Did she say anything to you when she returned?¡± he asked after a moment.


    ¡°No. Ms. McKinnon was not in a good mood. She went to sleep after taking a shower.¡±


    Brendan furrowed his eyebrows. ¡°What happened when you and Deirdre went out? Why is she


    suddenly talking about getting a job?¡±


    Maeve recounted the sequence of events in detail, and Brendan fell silent.


    Maeve would not have meddled in Deirdre¡¯s affairs in the past. However, she could not help speaking


    at the thought of how joyous Deirdre had been when her capability had been recognized and how


    dejected she had been after being rejected. ¡°Mr. Brighthall, Ms. McKinnon ys the piano beautifully.


    You should listen to her perform if you have the opportunity. It feels like she is a different person, one


    who has been given a soul, when she ys.¡±

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    ¡°I¡¯ve never seen Ms. McKinnon being so lively. I believe that you will certainly be pleasantly surprised if


    you see her perform one day. You want to give Ms. McKinnon a reason to live. I can see that Ms.


    McKinnon loves to y the piano deeply. Just give her a chance to do that and perhaps it will be


    the gleam of hope she needs to hang on to life.¡±


    Brendan shifted his gaze to Maeve¡¯s face, his expression emotional and his wless, gorgeous face


    overwhelmed withplicated emotions at that very moment.


    ¡°So you¡¯re implying that I should agree to her suggestion, right?¡±


    Maeve smiled. ¡°I¡¯m only working for you, Mr. Brighthall. Other than performing my job with great effort,


    there¡¯s nothing else that I¡¯m trying to do here. I¡¯m only telling you what I can see, Mr. Brighthall.¡±


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    She adjusted the scarf she had wrapped around her body. ¡°You stay here for the night, Mr. Brighthall.


    I¡¯ll sleep in the guestroom.¡±


    Upon saying that, Maeve began to walk away. Then, she stopped halfway and said, ¡± Also, if you¡¯re


    free, do check the item in the bedside table drawer, Mr. Brighthall.¡±


    Brendan was standing at the entrance when the door was shut, his gaze locked on Deirdre¡¯s back as


    he walked forward slowly.


    The woman was breathing evenly at the moment, but her expression appeared restless. Her eyebrows


    were furrowed, as if she was dreaming about something.


    Brendan¡¯s dark eyes were deathly still as he looked at her dreaming face.


    He was used to Deirdre¡¯s zombie¨Clike calmness yet he had not expected that she would actually have


    a lively side to her.


    ¡®It turns out that she has a dream too, and she wants other people¡¯s recognition.¡®


    ¡°I never knew that you loved to y the piano.¡±


    Brendan smirked in a self¨Cmocking manner, as he knew very little about Deirdre.


    He had known that the woman loved him from the first time he had met her. She had stayed in the vi


    for two years because of her love for him and had not left the house unless it had been necessary. She


    had never inflicted herself on him or caused any trouble.


    ¡°I assumed that you were trying to leave this ce and leave me. But how are you going to live a


    peaceful life after leaving me?¡± He was trying to convince himself by

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    saying, ¡°How can you be so sure that the job you need will be the job that you want?


    If


    you want to y the piano, I can set up the grandest concert venue for you so you can perform and be


    the center of the world¡¯s attention. I can hire the best piano teacher for you too. A job will not give you


    anything.¡±


    The woman had a solemn expression as she dreamed. Her lips parted and shut as if she was replying


    to him.


    Brendan appeared to have made up his mind. ¡°Stay with me and I¡¯ll renovate the third floor into the


    piano room that you need. I can provide you with everything you


    want.¡±


    Before he walked away, he remembered Maeve¡¯s remark and opened the drawer of the bedside table.


    A small, dark blue box met his eyes, ced at the most obvious


    location.


    He was stunned for a moment before he opened the box slowly.


    He found a pair of delicately¨Cmade cufflinks inside. The cufflinks were watch¨Cshaped and brown in


    color and were glistening under the light.


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    They were not a luxury brand, but more like handmade cufflinks made cheaply. He would not have


    taken a second nce at them normally.


    However, his gaze was glued to them at that very moment.


    He remembered that the phone case Sam had received had been in the same box and he realized that


    she had gotten him a gift as well that day.


    She had just refused to give it to him and kept it hidden in the drawer all this time.


    Brendan felt something burning in his chest, and his dark eyes were fluctuating with intense emotion. It


    was a hopeful feeling, and he had no idea why he would feel like this because of a worthless object.


    It was possible that he was delighted because Deirdre had thought of him as well.

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    She answered, ¡°He¡¯s my cousin.¡±


    The waitress found Deirdre¡¯s answer reasonable. She wrapped her arm around


    Deirdre¡¯s arm and said, ¡°Does this cousin of yours have a girlfriend? Do set me up with him.¡±


    ¡°He does,¡± Deirdre answered smilingly, afraid that a different answer would cause Sam trouble.


    The waitress was disappointed. ¡°The piano is here. Someone will tell you when to start performing. I¡¯ll


    get a move on if there¡¯s nothing else.¡±


    Deirdre did not notice the waitress¡¯ coldness because she was distracted by her love for ying the


    piano. The piano was much better than the one at the cafe, and she attempted to y it. She received


    quite a number ofpliments after a day.


    She smiled more, and her expression became lively. Sam was distracted by the sight of her and only


    recovered from the surprise after a while and took Deirdre back to the vi.


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    She asked before she headed upstairs, ¡°Sam, is the light in Brendan¡¯s study still on?¡±


    ¡°Yes, it¡¯s on.¡±


    Deirdre clenched her fists tightly in secret. She felt grateful that Brendan had


    changed his mind about letting her get a job, no matter the reason he had, so she still needed to


    express her gratitude to him.


    She ced her hand on the door of the study to knock, yet the door opened up. It was not shut or


    locked, and it seemed as if the door was specifically opened for her.


    She entered the room with her face glowing. ¡°Are you there, Brendan?¡±


    Brendan was sitting by the door. He had been waiting there since Sam had parked the car in the yard.


    He did not answer Deirdre¡¯s question, but she could hear him. breathing. A look of gratitude and joy


    appeared in her eyes.


    ¡°Thank you for allowing me to get a job. Even though I have no idea what made you agree, I¡¯m very


    happy about that. I¡¯m very, very happy.¡±


    Her joy was not feigned but she did not show it on her face.


    Brendan¡¯s expression changed. The anxiety he had felt in his chest the whole day suddenly vanished,


    and his thin lips parted to say, ¡°Come here.¡±


    Deirdre walked forward. She was not ustomed to theyout of the study, so she stretched out her


    arms to feel her way around the room. Brendan grasped her hand instinctively and refrained from


    pulling her into his arms. Instead, he ced a book in her hand.


    ¡°What is this?¡±


    Deirdre did not understand what was happening. She touched the book in her hand. cautiously, and her


    entire body turned stiff the very moment she opened the book. and touched the page with her fingers.


    It was a book of braille sheet music. As soon as Deirdre¡¯s fingers felt the braille cells, the musical notes


    emerged in her mind as if they were alive.


    ¡°I found it at an auction today and figured that you¡¯d like it.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s chest was flooded with a torrent of emotions. She bit her lower lip tightly, but before she could


    say thank you, Brendan interrupted.


    ¡°Don¡¯t thank me, Deirdre. I told you that you never need to say ¡®thank you¡¯ in this rtionship.¡±


    Deirdre shut her eyes and opened them again. The wood-carved book suddenly felt extremely heavy.


    ¡°You must have spent a lot of money on this, right?¡±


    Since it had been sold at an auction, the book had to be a collector¡¯s item, so it must have been


    shockingly costly.


    Brendan said nonchntly, ¡°Money is not important as long as an item is


    meaningful. After all, courtesy demands reciprocity. I epted the cufflinks, so l should return your gift


    with a gift.¡±


    ¡®Cufflinks?¡¯


    Deirdre felt her heart racing as she remembered the gift that had been too inferior to show in public.


    ¡°Did you take them?¡±


    Brendan did not answer the question. On the contrary, he held her hand and guided it to his right


    sleeve.


    There was a tinge of coldness radiating from the sleeve toward her hand. Deirdre said in a shaky voice,


    ¡°You¡­ are wearing them, huh?¡±


    ¡°Hmm, you have a good taste in cufflinks. Quite a number of peopleplimented them during the


    auction.¡±


    Deirdre pursed her lips tightly. She knew that the people who hadplimented Brendan had not


    complimented the cufflinks but Brendan himself,


    How could influential people like them possibly find a cheap object like this attractive? She found it


    even more unbelievable that Brendan would actually wear the cufflinks to a public event like that.

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    ¡°They are cheap.¡± Deirdre was at a loss for words. She felt as if she was choking on something in her


    throat. ¡°You¡¯re only going to degrade your status when you wear them.¡±


    ¡°That is precisely why you refused to give them to me, right?¡±


    Deirdre bit her lower lip tightly. Brendan got up from his seat and wiped away Deirdre¡¯s tears with his


    hand. He leaned closer to her and said in a hoarse voice,¡± Deirdre, a person of my status would never


    care about false things like this. The value of the cufflinks could never affect my status. I acknowledge


    that I wouldn¡¯t be attracted to these cufflinks normally, but they are highly valuable now because you


    gave them to me.¡±


    When he was done, he kissed her lips.


    Both of them were burning with emotions. Deirdre¡¯s hands were tightly sped, her body was tense,


    and she felt a wisp of gentle affection in her heart.


    In the next few days, Deirdre became more and more familiar with the work at the restaurant and she


    also formed a friendly rtionship with the staff members. The cleaningdy grabbed Deirdre¡¯s hand


    enthusiastically when she came out of the


    washroom.


    ¡°Oh, Deirdre. You¡¯re not so young anymore, so why aren¡¯t you trying to get married yet? Aren¡¯t you


    afraid that you will be left all alone when you¡¯re older?¡±


    Deirdre appeared embarrassed. She could not bring herself to dere that she was married, so she


    hesitated for a long time before she said, ¡°I¡¯m not looking into


    marriage yet.¡±


    ¡°Why aren¡¯t you? To be frank, it¡¯s already very difficult for you to settle down given. your current


    condition. Why aren¡¯t you seeking a suitable partner for yourself while you¡¯re still young? Could it be


    that you want to wait until you¡¯re old before you search for a partner?¡± The cleaningdy stopped


    beating about the bush at this point and said, ¡°My neighbor¡¯s son is a little over 30 years old and he is


    about seven or eight years older than you. However, he is a rather outstanding person and he works as


    a mechanic at the car garage. He is an honest man, he¡¯s just not so good-looking. But you¡¯re blind, so


    you don¡¯t need to care about that. Why don¡¯t I arrange for you two to meet each other tonight?¡±


    Before Deirdre could respond, a waitress heard the conversation and moved closer


    to them with a bright smile on her face. ¡°It¡¯s really kind of you that you want to set Deirdre up with a


    marriage prospect because you know that she won¡¯t be able to get herself a man given her condition.¡±


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    ¡°Indeed. I only considered introducing my neighbor¡¯s son to Deirdre after seeing how well-mannered


    and hardworking she is. I wouldn¡¯t care if she was just an ordinary person!¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s expression was solemn. The cleaningdy was holding her hand so enthusiastically that she


    refused to let Deirdre go. She could not escape, so she could only whisper, ¡°Thank you, but I¡¯m not


    looking¡­¡±


    ¡°Deirdre, just ept thedy¡¯s painstaking effort. She¡¯s only trying to set up a good marriage.¡± The


    waitress was quick-witted and said, ¡°Just meet him and you can. decideter if you find him


    unsuitable.¡±


    Deirdre epted the cleaningdy¡¯s enthusiastic offer rashly because she did not manage to say no to


    the cleaningdy. However, she had not expected that the cleaningdy would send that person her


    way the same night.


    She was taking a break when the cleaningdy urged her by saying, ¡°Just talk to him. around the


    corner first, alright? There¡¯s still time until your next performance. Take this time to get to know each


    other first.¡±


    The man was quite chivalrous as he asked Deirdre, ¡°Would that be alright? I can take a seat and wait


    for you if you¡¯re busy.¡±


    Deirdre agreed so she could get it over with earlier. ¡°Let¡¯s take a seat.¡±


    Both of them had just arrived at the corner when Brendan walked into the restaurant. He saw the piano


    on the side, yet no one was sitting there. He asked while he ced a food order; ¡°I thought there was a


    newly-hired pianist at the restaurant? Where is the pianist?¡±


    The waitress was astonished by Brendan¡¯s outstanding appearance, feeling envious of Deirdre in her


    heart. ¡®Deirdre is just a hideous blind woman, yet even the manager has been praising her incessantly.¡¯

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    Chapter 253 Don¡¯t Wish to Let Her Slip Away


    ¡®Now that there¡¯s a customer, he is also here for her.¡¯


    ¡°Ah, the pianist, huh? She¡¯s busy with her blind date now.¡±


    Brendan stopped flipping through the menu. His dark eyes narrowed when he said, ¡± Blind date?¡±


    ¡°Yes.¡± The waitress tittered. ¡°It¡¯s true that she is good at ying the piano, but she¡¯s hideous and blind.


    No man would ever be attracted to her, so the cleaningdy kindly arranged a blind date for her. Even


    though the man is seven or eight years older than her, a woman like her doesn¡¯t have many options.¡±


    Coldness shed past Brendan¡¯s dark eyes. The waitress felt a chill down her spine when she saw


    Brendan¡¯s gaze and forced a smile. ¡°What happened, sir?¡±


    ¡°Where is she?¡±


    The waitress was stunned. Then, she pointed at the corner and said, ¡°There.¡±


    Deirdre and the man were sitting in a blind corner that one would not see without paying close attention


    to the area. Brendan shifted his gaze to the man.


    One could totally describe him as grotesque.


    He snorted. Even though Deirdre was blind, she should make better choices.


    However, he saw the bright smile on Deirdre¡¯s face in an instant. She wasughing so hard that her


    body was shaking. Even though her gaze was empty, the joy on her face could not be concealed.


    At that very moment, Brendan furrowed his eyebrows ferociously. After all, he had not seen Deirdre


    laughing so joyouslytely.


    ¡°So it turns out that this is just how the cleaningdy behaves. She is reckless. indeed.¡± Deirdre took a


    sip of water. ¡°I told her that I¡¯m not looking into marriage currently, but she was very insistent that she


    had already invited you here today.¡±


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    ¡°I¡¯m very frustrated as well.¡± The man shrugged and said, ¡°She called me more than ten times today.


    But I understand that this is just how life is when you grow older. The people around me are always on


    the lookout to get me a girlfriend because they are afraid I¡¯ll be lonely for the rest of my life.¡±


    Deirdre nodded while she stretched out her hand to reach for the ss once again.


    This time, she misjudged the angle and knocked over the ss, drenching her dress. instantly.


    ¡°Are you alright, Ms. McKinnon?!¡±


    The man gasped and grabbed some napkins in an attempt to help Deirdre dry her dress. ¡°You still need


    to perform on stageter. It will look bad if your dress is wet!¡±


    Deirdre was overwhelmed by the unexpected favor and stretched out her arms in an attempt to stop


    the man. ¡°It¡¯s fine¡­ Don¡¯t worry, I¡¯m fine¡­¡±


    She stretched out her arms to shield herself from the man. Her arms were beautiful, slender, and fair.


    The man was distracted by the beauty of her arms for a moment. Then, he chuckled. ¡°Don¡¯t be shy, Ms.


    McKinnon. I have a younger sister at home and I¡¯m used to taking care of others anyway. You can¡¯t


    see, so it would be difficult for you to clean up.¡±


    He helped Deirdre clean up meticulously bit by bit but he could not help saying, ¡°To be frank, I am


    looking for someone as joyous and gentle as you to spend the rest of my life with, Ms. McKinnon.


    Besides, I¡¯m really good at taking care of people. If you


    were¡­


    ¡°If you were what?¡±


    Deirdre was caught off guard by the voice that came from behind her. She felt goosebumps, and


    astoundment filled her eyes.


    ¡®Brendan? Why is he here?¡±


    The man did not understand the situation yet. He looked at Brendan, who was wearing a branded suit,


    with an elegant, graceful mannerism and approached him, yet Brendan¡¯s eyes were glistening with


    rage, as if he wanted to kill someone.


    He did not answer, but Brendan pressured him by asking, ¡°If you were what?¡±


    The man could not bring himself to continue his sentence but said in confusion, ¡°Sir, how¡­ how can I


    help you?¡±


    Deirdre felt her chest tighten and she got up from her seat in a haste. She was afraid that Brendan


    would lose his temper and she was even more afraid that he would ruin. her calm workce


    atmosphere. She said with a pale face, ¡°I¡¯m sorry, Mr. Carlson. This is a customer who is here to watch


    my performance. He has grown impatient from the wait and he is hot-tempered. How about¡­ we put


    an end to today¡¯s meeting? Is that alright?¡±


    Trevor felt unwilling to part with Deirdre.


    He was not picky anymore at his age and he did not wish to let a well-mannered


    woman like Deirdre slip away.

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    Chapter 254 Mr. Brighthall Is Not in A Good Mood


    ¡°I can go if you¡¯re busy, but can I get your number, Ms. McKinnon? If you have anything else that you


    need help with in the future¡­ I could¡­¡±


    Brendan clenched his fists tightly abruptly, his veins bulging out of his arms. ¡®This man still won¡¯t give


    up hope?¡¯


    Furious, he clenched his teeth without uttering a word but red at Deirdre coldly.


    Deirdre took a deep breath after sensing the immense pressure radiating from Brendan. She caught


    her breath before she answered with a forced smile, ¡°I¡¯m sorry. I don¡¯t intend to do that, so I won¡¯t hold


    you back.¡±


    Trevor was obviously dejected but he did not seem to mind very much. ¡°I¡¯m older, so it¡¯s very normal


    that you¡¯re not interested, Ms. McKinnon. I shall go then.¡±


    He walked away swiftly, which was an apparent sign that his ego had been hurt.


    Deirdre appeared to be overwhelmed with emotions. She would not have spoken so straightforwardly


    had Brendan not been on the scene.


    ¡°What? Are you still unable to tear yourself away from him?¡± Brendan was instantly infuriated by the


    sight of her sorrowful expression. ¡°Deirdre, it¡¯s true that you¡¯re blind, but you should know your own


    limits! How can you find a grotesque man like him attractive? Are you so desperate?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s face turned pale. ¡°Brendan, will you please not attack another person¡¯s appearance?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m attacking his appearance?¡± Brendanughed from anger. He clutched Deirdre¡¯s shoulder and said,


    ¡°You¡¯re already defending him even though you¡¯ve only been. acquainted with him for a short time? I


    can see that you¡¯re not here to work. You¡¯re


    here to seduce men!¡±


    Deirdre, who was incredulous, bit her lower lip tightly all of a sudden. She was struck. by Brendan¡¯s


    viciousness once again.


    She was supposed to be used to it but she could not help tearing up. Someone noticed the situation


    and approached them to inquire about the situation with a ttering smile.


    Brendan clenched his fist tightly. He was about to speak when Deirdre, who had her head lowered,


    seemed convinced that he would expose their rtionship and hastily said, ¡°Nothing¡¯s wrong. It¡¯s my


    fault for displeasing the customer.¡±


    She then begged in a shaky voice. ¡°I¡¯m sorry, sir. It was my fault, and I hope you won¡¯t lower yourself to


    my level. Please forgive me, and I promise that I won¡¯t do it again.¡±


    The receptionist came over to handle the situation as well. ¡°I¡¯m sorry, sir. She can¡¯t see, and I¡¯m sure


    that she wasn¡¯t trying to offend you on purpose. Please don¡¯t be angry. How about this? We¡¯ll send over


    a bottle of fine wine along with today as a token of our apology. Will that be alright?¡±


    your meal


    Brendan looked at Deirdre coldly. The more he thought about it, the more furious he was, so he turned


    around and walked out.


    The receptionist felt relieved but furrowed her eyebrows tightly. ¡°Deirdre, how did you offend an


    influential figure like that? That was really careless of you. Thank God that he didn¡¯t make a big fuss


    out of the situation, or you wouldn¡¯t have been able to keep your job.¡±


    A waitress who had been watching the scene from a nearby area walked over and said sarcastically,


    ¡°The customer is supposed to enjoy a meal here, yet he left because you infuriated him. You¡¯re such a


    party pooper. You shouldn¡¯t have shown yourself and scared the customer away when you know that


    you¡¯re hideous.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s head was throbbing, and the waitress reported the incident to the manager. The receptionist


    consoled Deirdre by saying, ¡°Don¡¯t mind her. She has always been like this and she will stop at


    nothing.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s not because of her that I¡¯m¡­¡± Deirdre forced a smile with great effort. ¡°Forget it, it¡¯s time for work.


    I¡¯ll get to it now.¡±


    After a day¡¯s work, Sam waited for Deirdre at the door and escorted her to the


    backseat.


    Upon taking a seat, Deirdre could not help asking, ¡°Did you see Brendan before you


    came?¡±


    ¡°Yes,¡± Sam answered. He felt a shiver down his spine at the thought of Brendan¡¯s cold expression. ¡°Be


    careful when you get home tonight, Ms. McKinnon. Mr. Brighthall is not in a good mood. He broke


    some items in the study yet he still did not vent his anger, so he went out to drink. It would be best if


    you avoided him as much as you could when you¡¯re home.¡±


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    Deirdre felt her palms turn sweaty. She was convinced that she would not be able to avoid Brendan


    because she was the reason for his anger.

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    Chapter 255 Who Did He Think He Is


    Sam escorted her to the door when they arrived at the vi¡¯s courtyard and then. drove away.


    Deirdre stretched out her arms to feel for the sofa when she heard the sound of a light being turned on


    upstairs. She looked in the direction of the second floor abruptly.


    She was gauging who it was when she realized instantly after sensing the oppressive feeling they


    emanated.


    ¡°Come upstairs.¡±


    Brendan spoke in an ice-cold tone. He opened the door to his room, and Deirdre braced herself and


    walked upstairs with stiff movements.


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    She was flung on the bed by force as soon as she entered the room. The man leaned on her, his cold


    eyes bursting with terrifying evilness.


    ¡°Deirdre, do you think that you can lord over me recklessly just because I¡¯ve been treating you well


    over the past few days?¡± Brendan spoke in an icy tone. He was furious beyondparison at the


    thought of the woman¡¯s smile earlier. ¡°I gave you freedom and tolerated you as much as I could, yet


    you ended up defending a man that you were just acquainted with for less than half an hour? You¡¯re


    really capable of epting anyone. It was fine when it was Sterling, but that man? Who does he think


    he is?!¡±


    He said in a mocking tone, ¡°Or are you trying to prove your charm after your disfigurement by


    exhausting every means possible to seduce a man?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s face turned pale all of a sudden. Her chest was burning in reaction to


    Brendan¡¯s insult andck of trust.


    ¡°Have you lost your mind?¡±


    She shoved Brendan, her chest hurting from anger. ¡°I am disfigured but I¡¯m not shameless enough to


    seduce a man at my workce! It¡¯s fine that you¡¯re filthy and vile deep inside, but why do you have to


    imagine that everyone is as insufferable as you!¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m vile and filthy deep inside?¡±


    Brendan sneered. I have indulged her so much that she has now turned into a sharp- tongued woman.¡¯


    ¡°You shall experience how vile and filthy I am then.¡±


    The next afternoon, Deirdre woke up and felt coldness filling her chest at the thought. of everything that


    had taken ce yesterday.


    The man¡¯s coldness and unscrupulous behavior felt like knives shing her body. She pulled the


    nket around her body tighter and heard a knock on the door.


    ¡°May Ie in, Deirdre?¡±


    It was Maeve¡¯s voice. Deirdre hastilyposed herself, calmed down, and answered, ¡°Sure.¡±


    Maeve entered the room and saw the conspicuous love bites on Deirdre¡¯s neck. She immediately


    realized what had happened, smiled, and said, ¡°I was just wondering. why you weren¡¯t awake yet. Sam


    has grown impatient from waiting downstairs, so I thought I would call out to you. You¡¯re going to be


    late for work.¡±


    ¡°What time is it?¡±


    Deirdre only realized how hoarse her voice was after she spoke.


    ¡°It¡¯s almost four.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s pupils constricted. She struggled to get up from the bed while Maeve passed her an outfit. ¡°I


    brought you an outfit. Put it on first.¡±


    ¡°Sure.¡±


    Deirdre kept her head lowered to hide her red eyes. After she got dressed, she went downstand and


    got into Sam¡¯s car to head to the restaurant.


    The waitressint yesterday had been effective because she was summoned into the manager¡¯s


    office for a discussion as soon as she arrived at the restaurant.


    The manager implied that he hoped that Deirdre would not be inattentive at work, as it was forbidden to


    offend a customer in the service industry.


    ¡°It¡¯s fortunate that the customer didn¡¯t make a big fuss. Otherwise, I wouldn¡¯t be able to put an end to


    this incident if the boss found out about it.¡± He then said, ¡°The customers here are all influential figures.


    You must be on guard at all times, and if this happens again, I will need to evaluate if you are fit to


    continue working here.¡±


    The manager¡¯s meaning was clear. She would be fired if this were to happen again.


    Deirdre had never imagined that she would lose the job. It was highly possible that there were other


    reasons behind this apart from Brendan¡¯s behavior.


    She bit her lower lip tightly and promised, ¡°Don¡¯t worry, sir. I promise that it won¡¯t


    happen again. I¡¯ll be careful.¡±

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    Chapter 256 Payback


    The manager was finally pleased. ¡°I¡¯m very impressed with your work, McKinnon. I hope that goodwill


    stays.¡±


    Dispirited, Deirdre walked out of the manager¡¯s office and stepped into the back of the restaurant. The


    cleaner had been waiting, so she rose from a crouch and approached Deirdre. ¡°What¡¯s wrong with you,


    Deirdre? Trevor told me he chose you, but you spurned him in return? Please, you¡¯re not some run-of-


    the-mill young woman. Don¡¯t you know that beggars can¡¯t be choosers? Seriously, are you really


    nning to be a spinster for the rest of your life?¡±


    Her acrimonious tone somehow paledpared to the vitriol of her word choice. Irritated, Deirdre


    frowned. ¡°Look. Just because I agreed to meet him, it doesn¡¯t mean I¡¯ll agree to be with him, okay?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m only doing what¡¯s best for you! Do you really think another man would even like you as much as


    Trevor does? God! He¡¯s used to caring for other people. That¡¯s why he wasn¡¯t bothered by the fact that


    you¡¯re an ugly blind woman! Lord, he¡¯s literally a nice guy! Bless your heart, hon. You¡¯re the entitled


    type who doesn¡¯t know when to count her blessings!¡±


    Sure. Maybe Deirdre was entitled, as she was finally too fed up to humor the older woman. She raised


    her head in the cleaner¡¯s direction and replied cidly, ¡°Mr. Carlson may be a nice guy, but it doesn¡¯t


    change the fact that I feel nothing for him. You can¡¯t force something to happen. If no one is interested


    in me, whatever. There is literally nothing to be resentful about. I appreciate what you¡¯re trying to do,


    but you should mind your own business from now on, ma¡¯am.¡±


    After saying that, she felt her way across the wall to the break room.


    The cleaningdy had good eyes, apparently, because she immediately noticed the hickey on Deirdre¡¯s


    neck even though her hair was draped over it. Enraged, the woman yelled sharply, ¡°Oh, so that¡¯s why! I


    thought you were one of those girls who cared about things like morality and dignity, but it turns out


    you¡¯re one of those disgusting, shameless sluts who sleep around! No wonder you think a nice guy like


    Trevor is below you!¡±


    Suddenly, Deirdre clenched her fists and shot an unflinching re at the cleaner.


    The older wornan froze. Deirdre¡¯s hostility hade s¨® out of left field that she backtracked a little.


    She btedly realized after a second that Deirdre was just a hapless, blind woman


    who could not possibly hurt her. Emboldened, the cleaner ranted sourly. ¡°How do you expect a man to


    want you as his wife or girlfriend when this is the kind of life your lead, huh? You¡¯re just a call girl to


    them at best! At this rate, no one will ever treat you seriously. You¡¯ll never be in a serious rtionship!¡±


    ¡°What is this hoo-ha?!¡±


    The manager finally marched out of his office. Knowing this was her chance, the cleaner left in an ugly


    mood.


    Deirdre shook her head and started toward the breakroom, though her rest was easily hampered by the


    front-desk girl a few minutester. ¡°Uh, Deirdre? What¡¯s going on between you and the cleaningdy?


    She kept telling everyone you¡¯re¡­ Uh, let¡¯s just say she called you a prostitute.¡±


    Deirdre was so irate that her chest hurt. ¡°How could she?!¡±


    ¡°I know, right? I told her to stop saying that sh*t around and warned her about how little our manager


    tolerates bad blood between colleagues. Still, you should be careful-I think she¡¯s nning revenge.¡±


    ¡°Huh. Thanks, anyway.¡±


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    The front-desk girl patted Deirdre¡¯s back encouragingly and left.


    Deirdre checked her mood and made her way to the grand entrance. As she ambled along an oft-


    traveled route, she felt her foot slipping in a puddle. Gravity grabbed hold of her, and she felt the world


    ramming against her back. Her arm struck the solid ground hard, elbow-first, and a jolt of pain seized


    her so hard that she burst into tears. She curled into herself in a fetal position, trembling.


    ¡°Oh my God! Are you alright, Deirdre?!¡±


    Someone rushed forward and tried to help her up. Their hand identally brushed against Deirdre¡¯s


    elbow, and the poor young woman yelped reflexively.


    rmed, they rolled up Deirdre¡¯s sleeve and drew a sharp breath. ¡°God, we need to take you to a


    doctor right away! It¡¯s swelling!¡±


    Deirdre pulled her sleeve back down. Her eyes downcast, she murmured, ¡°It¡¯s fine. It¡¯s time for me to


    work, so I have to get to the piano.¡±


    ¡°P-Pia-no, you¡¯re not getting to no freakin¡¯ piano!¡± They protested frantically. ¡°And who the hell did this?


    A puddle of soap water over smooth tiles? It¡¯s like building a goddamn ice-skating rink! How could


    anyone not slip?¡±


    Deirdre slipped into a daze. A possible suspect materialized in her mind. Soap water? She had always


    been careful, so this was no ident.

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    Chapter 257 Don¡¯t Tell Brendan


    The cleaner had wanted Deirdre to embarrass herself so much that she had made. sure to leave a


    thick puddle of soap powder on her path.


    Deirdre had always considered herself lucky to be able to work in such an amodating restaurant,


    where everyone treated her with kindness and respect, but after today, that opinion changed. She had


    managed to make a few enemies after all.


    ¡°It¡¯s fine.¡± She extended her other arm amid her agony. ¡°Please help me out. If I get changed now, I can


    still make my shift.¡±


    The Good Samaritan was hard-pressed to go against someone so stubborn, so they led the way.


    The entire session was hell from beginning to end. Deirdre¡¯s right hand could not conjure its usual force


    to press the keys, and it felt like there was an invisible thorn jabbing her elbow. She knew the


    customers were watching, though, so she forced herself to y despite the pain. By the time it was


    over, her back was bathed in cold


    sweat.


    Her shift was finally over. Like clockwork, Sam appeared outside the restaurant to escort her home. He


    stepped forward as soon as Deirdre came out, but he easily noticed her ashen grimace and froze. She


    looked like she was suffering.


    ¡°Miss McKinnon? Did something happen? Are you okay?¡±


    ¡°N-Not now, Sam.¡± Deirdre¡¯s voice was frail. ¡°Can you get me to the hospital, please?¡±


    The secret was revealed the moment the doctor inspected her. Her elbow had swollen into an rming


    blue-and-ck bump and was covered in a bit of blood. He waited until the treatment was over before


    ring at Deirdre. ¡°What happened, Miss McKinnon? Did someone bully you at work?¡±


    ¡°No! I slipped while I was walking.¡± She denied it quickly, forcing a smile. A few moments of silence


    later, she dropped her voice into a hush and asked, ¡°Can you please keep my hospital trip a secret


    from Brendan?¡±


    ¡°Why?¡±


    ¡°Because Brendan will go ballistic and conclude that I¡¯m incapable of taking care of myself and I should


    quit my job,¡± Deirdre replied, looking down. ¡°But I don¡¯t wanna stay in the mansion forever. My job¡­ It¡¯s


    very meaningful to me.¡±


    Sam hesitated. He was ultimately powerless against her incessant plea, so he


    nodded. He drove her to the mansion, but as soon as he pulled over, he received a text. He gleaned it,


    and a frown crept onto his mien.


    He got out of the car after Deirdre. ¡°Miss McKinnon? Mr. Brighthall wants you to visit him in his room.¡±


    Last night shed across her mind despite herself. Her left hand found itself


    pressing against her chest, her fingers grabbing a fistful of cloth. She found even the simple act of


    uttering an answer difficult. ¡°O-Okay.¡±


    Deirdre began to fitfully erect mental walls of defense before pushing Brendan¡¯s door open. In a sh,


    she felt his telltale, stifling presence bearing down on her. She could feel the heat of his fury, barely


    contained behind the man¡¯s steely facade, and her breathing hitched. Her face turned pale.


    ¡°Do you know what time it is?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s mind went nk. The trip to the hospital from work must have taken more than an hour. As


    she bit her lip, Brendan answered his own question.


    ¡°11:49 p.m.¡±


    He leveled his dagger-like eyes at Deirdre¡¯s face, which was growing paler by the second as her fear


    increased. ¡°You didn¡¯t listen to a single word I said, did you?¡±


    ¡°N-No!¡± She cried, shaking her head and cupping her right arm.


    Unfortunately, that was the only defense she could muster. She could note up with any follow-up


    arguments. Should she admit to her injury? Brendan would just consider it proof of her ipetency to


    survive. He would then forbid her to work


    anymore.


    She exhausted her mind to make up a believable excuse. ¡°I was working overtime! The customers


    stayed a little longer than usual tonight and wanted me to y a few more songs. T-That¡¯s why.¡±


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    Chapter 258 I Hate Being Lied To


    ¡°Do you really think I have no way of checking how long your shift really was?¡± Brendan raised a voice


    recorder, ying an audio clip of one of the restaurant workers speaking. ¡°Deirdre McKinnon? She left


    at around nine,¡± they said. ¡°I don¡¯t have the deets, but if you¡¯re looking for a pianist for your dining


    experience, I¡¯m afraid you¡¯ll have toe again tomorrow!¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s face turned white as a sheet. She had not expected Brendan toe up with a counter-


    strategy.


    The fury in his eyes had only grown exponentially. ¡°I hate being lied to, you know that? So why do you


    keep pushing my buttons? We¡¯re finally out of the woods with Sterling Fuller, and you¡¯re hooking up


    with Trevor Carlson now?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s eyes widened. She hardly had the chance to wonder how Brendan had managed to get his


    name before feeling a force clutching at her jaw. Pain.


    He bore down on her, his fury oozing out of him like miasma.


    Suddenly, it was as if they had gone back to that time again-those cursed days when they had


    repulsed, disgusted, and distrusted each other.


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    ¡°Who did you meet in those two hours after you left the restaurant?¡± He snarled through clenched teeth


    and shot her an icy re. Then, brusquely, he ordered, Undress. Now.¡±


    Deirdre raised her head, feeling shocked. He snorted. ¡°What? Are you afraid? Is it because someone


    else has touched you?¡±


    Her lips trembled. ¡°Don¡¯t do this, pl-¡±


    ¡°You forced me!¡± He suddenly bellowed, his eyes red, his hands around her neck. He mmed her


    against the bed and climbed on top of her. ¡°You have no idea just how patient I¡¯ve been, do you? I


    thought you¡¯d learn ande around, but you just. Keep. Pushing. My. Buttons!¡±


    His snarl was as cold as a de. ¡°I¡¯m not gonna ask you nicely again. Take off your clothes yourself


    before I tear them from your body!¡±


    Deirdre instinctively protected her left arm. If she undressed, her bandaged wound would be revealed.


    She looked down, her face still ashen, and said quietly, ¡°If you must, then do it. I haven¡¯t had sex with


    another man, and you¡¯ll know it.¡±


    The way she looked down and hid her face only fanned Brendan¡¯s mes. Enraged, he snatched her


    arm.


    She suddenly let out a pained whimper. Her lips turned white, and she began quivering.


    ¡°D-Deirdre?¡± Brendan reeled, loosening his grip in disbelief and confusion. She was sweating, he


    realized, and her face was wet with tears.


    His mind turned nk.


    As soon as he snapped back to his senses, he removed Deirdre¡¯s coat and rolled up her sleeve.


    Bandages-covering the lower half of her entire arm-immediately met. his eyes.


    All the color left Brendan¡¯s face. ¡°Who did this to you?!¡±


    Deirdre was only able to speak after her initial agony subsided a little. Her eyes reddened with tears. ¡°I


    s-s-slipped and fell a-and my elbownded first. I got hurt, but it was an ident, I s-swear. It was an


    ident, and I-I¡¯m gonna be even more. careful n-now¡­¡±


    She was in so much pain that her voice came out as a croak, yet she would rather croak if it meant she


    could emphasize that it had been an ident.


    Brendan felt his chest wringing in pain. Instinctively, he turned to sarcasm. ¡°For f* ck¡¯s sake, Deirdre, is


    your job your only God and salvation?! You¡¯re so f*cking worried about me being mad about your work


    ident that you¡¯d rather make me think you¡¯ve been going out with another man than tell me the


    truth?! I guess I will not hear a word of truth when your hand gets amputated at work!¡±


    Deirdre curled into herself frightfully, her lips thin. ¡°I¡¯m s-sorry!¡±


    ¡°No! Do not tell me you¡¯re sorry! That¡¯s not what I want, damn it! I want you to be true to me, Deirdre!¡±


    He took a deep breath and suppressed his ring temper. He gingerly traced the wound on her arm


    through the bandage and asked, ¡°You were at the hospital, weren¡¯t you?¡±

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    Chapter 259 Aren¡¯t You¡­ Mad?


    Deirdre nodded, and Brendan-to the young woman¡¯s wildest bewilderment-asked,¡± Was it bad?¡±


    She bit her lip in surprise. ¡°A-Aren¡¯t you mad?¡±


    Mad? Of course Brendan was mad. Furious, even. Furious for an entire day. He had been downright


    apoplectic in the evening, when he¡¯d waited and waited for Deirdre toe home on time. Every


    second had burned!


    So what? All that rage had melted away-how could he stay mad after witnessing the lengths this


    woman would go to just to conceal her injury and the pain it caused her? How could he honestly tell


    himself that her maddening refusal to be candid was not motivated by her fear of his reaction?


    ¡°If you could just¡­ If you had just told me frankly that you were suffering from an injury, I would have


    calmed down much sooner!¡±


    Brendan went downstairs and called Dr. Ginger on the phone in the living room. As he ordered the


    doctor toe as soon as possible, Deirdre quickly protested from the bed. ¡°W-Wait! You don¡¯t need to


    get Dr. Ginger! It¡¯ste, Brendan! B-Besides, I had a checkup at the hospital. It¡¯s not a big deal-¡±


    ¡°He¡¯s just doing what he¡¯s being paid to do, Deirdre. What¡¯s debatable about that?¡± Brendan argued.


    ¡°Besides, I need to know what exactly the nature of your injury is and how severe it is.¡±


    He would remember this day. He would remember why she had not picked candor and why she would


    rather be maltreated than just tell the truth.


    Brendan would make sure this never happened again.


    ¡°It¡¯s not severe, seriously! I swear, it¡¯s not debilitating or anything¡­¡±


    ¡°Of course, you industrial spirit! Ain¡¯t gonna let a broken arm stop us from going to work, are we?¡± he


    quipped.


    Deirdre turned quiet. Brendan seized the chance and added, ¡°Look. You don¡¯t have to worry, okay? I


    promise you can go to work, and that¡¯s a promise I intend to keep. You have the right and freedom to


    work, alright? You don¡¯t have to fret about it so much.¡±


    He then walked out of the bedroom. Deirdre stared at the floor from her spot in a


    daze.


    Brendan returned with a bag of ice. He settled it gently on her injured elbow, until the


    sharp sting of pain subsided into blunt pressure, and then led her downstairs. Dr. Ginger arrived just in


    time, and as soon as he saw his patient, he quickly undid the bandage and gave it a good look.


    ¡°Did you take an X-ray?¡±


    Deirdre nodded. ¡°The doctor said it was a medium-degree sprain.¡±


    ¡°That¡¯s reassuring. It¡¯s not as bad as it looks, then.¡± The doctor redressed her injury.¡± But an injury like


    this necessitates a break from ying the piano. You need to let your arm heal, after all, and that


    means not putting too much strain on your injured arm. Otherwise, the whole thing could get worse.¡±


    Deirdre paled. ¡°I-Isn¡¯t there a way out of this?¡± she stammered, her hesitance marked. ¡°A way I could


    y the piano without hurting my arm?¡±


    Dr. Ginger took a sharp breath. ¡°Bless your heart for even thinking about it!¡± He exhaled. ¡°You¡¯re not


    gonna y a toy piano, ma¡¯am. This isn¡¯t some mild injury we can handwave away. This is serious


    enough that I would be thanking God that my bone is somehow fine. Had you hurt your bone, you


    would have had your arm in a cast!¡±


    Deirdre bit her lip. She knew how ludicrous she sounded.


    Brendan¡¯s expression darkened. Suddenly, he said, ¡°It wouldn¡¯t be a problem if you could y the


    piano with one hand. The question is: Can you?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s eyes twinkled. ¡°Of course I can!¡±


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    ¡°Mr. Brighthall!¡± Dr. Ginger was startled. No one had been more paternalistic to Deirdre than this guy-


    and yet he was the encouraging one today?!


    How could Deirdre¡¯s work allow her to y with one hand? It was a job. Not some kind of physical


    therapy.


    Brendan ignored Dr. Ginger¡¯s surprise and fixed his eyes on Deirdre. ¡°I gave you a wood-carved music


    sheet book, didn¡¯t I? It was supposed to have beenposed by a disabled pianist. It was made for


    yers with a different dominant hand than yours, Deirdre, but if you can ovee that¡­ you could


    still go to work.¡±


    ¡°I¡­ could?!¡± Deirdre¡¯s empty eyes suddenly seemed animated with joy. A smile- mirthful and alive-


    dawned on her face. It was the first time she had ever smiled so happily in her life. ¡°I can do it! I can do


    it, I know I can!¡±

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    Chapter 260 A Surprise For You


    Looking at Deirdre, the doctor suddenly understood why Brendan was so encouraging.


    Brendan himself did not seem overly emotive, but a closer inspection of his eyes revealed thawed frost


    and an almost shy smile blooming beneath. ¡°Yeah. I believe you.¡±


    Dr. Ginger read the room and knew it was time for him to go.


    Deirdre went to search for the wooden music sheet upstairs. Halfway through, she stopped on the


    stairs, turned around, and dered, ¡°For your information, Brendan, there is nothing going on between


    me and Mr. Carlson. Not today, not tomorrow.. and not ever!¡±


    She let the handrail lead her back to her room. Behind her, Brendan¡¯s handsome features seemed to


    soften into a fluffier imitation of themselves under the house¡¯s gentle lighting.


    Was this her definitive denial of his usation?


    This was the same woman who would make a conscious effort to spare him as few words as possible,


    but now¡­ Look at how cute she was being, trying to exin herself!


    Deirdre woke up early the next morning. She needed time to practice the scores on her wood-carved


    music sheet, so she ced her good hand on her desk and imagined piano keys under her fluttering


    fingerwork.


    The door suddenly opened. A grinning Maeve walked in, teasing her. ¡°Dee Dee,e on! You gotta


    see this!¡±


    Deirdre closed the sheet book but found herself unwilling to set it downpletely.¡± What¡¯s up, Mom?¡±


    ¡°Oh no, I¡¯m not going to exin it and ruin the surprise for you, sweetie. You¡¯re gonna have to see for


    yourself!¡± the older woman replied cryptically.


    Deidre wasted no time musing. She went downstairs, her hand led by the rail, and stopped by the living


    room. Maeve guided her hand to a smooth, cool surface.


    She was startled. Her finger pushed against the surface and it caved inward, releasing a single musical


    note.


    Was her hand¡­ resting on piano keys?


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    Maeve tittered. ¡°I was watering the garden outside when I saw this huge beast sitting right there. Gave


    me a good fright, I swear! I bet it costs a lot too, doesn¡¯t it?¡± Sawyer, the designated grunt tasked to


    move the piano into the house, chuckled.¡± More than $30,000, ma¡¯am. Rather premium quality, too. Mr.


    Brighthall made it really clear, though: He didn¡¯t care how much it cost as long as Miss McKinnon liked


    it! So, how does it feel, Miss McKinnon? Is it good?¡±


    Deirdre was left in a daze by the staggering price. She doubted the piano at her workce was worth


    that much. ¡°Can we return this?¡±


    Maeve and Sawyer were nonplussed. The man scratched his head and wondered aloud, ¡°Sorry-return


    it? You mean¡­ you don¡¯t like it? Well, there are more where this came from. We¡¯ll just pick another one


    that you like!¡±


    ¡°That¡¯s¡­ not it.¡± She hung her head, her voice hushed. ¡°It¡¯s too expensive for me. I don¡¯t even y at


    home, so there¡¯s no point.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s Mr. Brighthall¡¯s wish, though!¡±


    ¡°I know, I know.¡± Deirdre frowned. This piano cost so much that she was sure she could never repay


    him in equal measure. She had always believed that it would be best for her not to owe Brendan too


    much¡­


    Sawyer was hard-pressed to argue with her, so he switched to n B. ¡°Maybe I should give Mr.


    Brighthall a call. If he agrees, we¡¯ll return this piano.¡±


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    He made the call, murmured for a few minutes, and approached Deirdre again. ¡°Mr. Brighthall wants to


    talk to you personally, Miss McKinnon.¡±


    Deirdre could feel the phone being shoved into her hand. Hesitant, she ced it next to her ear. ¡°H-


    Hello?¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t like the piano?¡± His voice sounded cid, calm, and yet not far away.


    She remained silent for a beat before replying, ¡°No, it¡¯s just-¡±


    ¡°If it¡¯s money you¡¯re fretting about, don¡¯t. It doesn¡¯t matter if I bought it for your sake or to add to the


    room¡¯s ambiance. I¡¯d never settle for anything less than premium quality. That said, that piano wasn¡¯t


    meant for you alone. It was a gift for our home.¡±


    Brendan sounded calm. He had his hands in his pockets, and his rxed demeanor was all the more


    jarring to the rest of his surroundings, where a crowd ofpany higher-ups squirmed in their seats


    and traded nonplussed nces with one another.

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    Chapter 261 You¡¯re Here to Drink With Us!


    ¡°If getting a lofty gift troubles you, then you can bnce the trade after you get your first sry. Buy me


    dinner.¡±


    That was it? A dinner was supposed to somehow be equal to a luxurious piano? Deirdre found the idea


    wild, though admittedly, she had no other excuse. The reminder of her sry eased her mind a little


    too, so she agreed. ¡°Okay.¡±


    The call ended. She took a seat behind the piano and began to learn the songs on her sheet. As it


    turned out, Deirdre was quite possibly musically gifted, as it took her only an afternoon to master all but


    one song on the entire sheet. She was strapped for time to learn thest one, so she took the music


    sheet book to work.


    The front-desk girl immediately caught sight of the wooden book. ¡°What¡¯s that?!¡± She gasped. ¡°Looks


    like the sort of stuff you¡¯d keep in your cab of curiosities!¡±


    Deirdre shed her a smile. ¡°A friend gave it to me as a gift.¡±


    ¡°Dang, hon! That¡¯s code for ¡®not-your-typical-friend¡¯ if I ever heard one!¡± the front- desk girl quipped.


    ¡°I¡¯m no expert here, but this thing has gotta cost at least 15,000$. Emphasis on ¡®at least!¡±¡±


    Deirdre felt her cheeks growing hot. ¡°No, it¡¯s not that expensive!¡± She denied it, lowering her eyes and


    approaching the piano. She let her fingers graze the keys for a moment and began.


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    The entrance door swung open. Charlene McKinney strutted inside with her impatience on full disy.


    One of the waitresses stepped forward quickly and weed her. ¡°Miss McKinney! Your friends are


    already waiting for you in their private room. Allow me to escort you there.¡±


    ¡°Fine,¡± Charlene answered, nodding nomittally. She climbed the stairs to the first floor, her


    stilettos clicking, when the sound of the piano made her turn her head.


    The pianist¡¯s face burned into her eyes, and her pupils seemed to dte.


    The waitress chimed in, ¡°That? That¡¯s one of our newest recruits. She¡¯s a pretty good pianist, but she


    doesn¡¯t look¡­ the most presentable, right? I hope she didn¡¯t scare you that much, Miss McKinney!¡±


    Charlene simply narrowed her eyes quietly.


    The sonata then ended. Deirdre hugged her music sheet and headed to the break room to catch her


    breath, but a waitress stopped her. ¡°Deirdre? The VIPs on the first floor want you to y for them.¡±


    The pianist¡¯s job at this restaurant was more than just serenading diners on themon floor. There


    were times when wealthy patrons would ask for private. listening sessions in their exclusive suites too.


    Every private room had its own piano, and any performer was liable to earnmission by fulfilling


    these requests.


    She stiffened, but not out of annoyance. The fact that any patron would want her close came more as a


    shock to her. She was hideous-to be more urate, her disfigurement was too terrifying to behold at a


    close distance. Since most. customers would not want their appetite disturbed, they only wanted to


    enjoy her ying on the ground floor, where they could keep a wide berth from her.


    This was the first time anyone had ever asked her to y in their private room.


    ¡°I envy your luck, Deirdre. The people who want you are listed VIPS, so¡­ gotta expect a hefty amount


    of tips!¡± The waitress joked. ¡°I¡¯ll lead the way, so remember to share some of that sweet moh with


    me when it¡¯s over!¡±


    She led Deirdre to the door. ¡°This is the one. Knock on the door and enter on your own. I won¡¯t be


    joining you.¡±


    Deirdre nodded appreciatively. ¡°Thanks.¡±


    She smoothed down her dress, prepared herself, and knocked on the door. A male voice answered,


    ¡°Come in.¡±


    She pushed the door open at his invitation-and suddenly felt an ominous air weighing down on her.


    Dread began to crop up in her mind, and despite her blindness, she could somehow feel extreme


    malice in every gaze shot at her. Her smile turned mechanical, but she willed herself to introduce


    herself. ¡°Hello, everyone. I¡¯m the pianist. d to add music to your dining experience today.¡±


    She turned in the piano¡¯s direction from memory. She had barely taken two steps. when she felt her


    wrist being yanked by one of the guests. She quickly drew her hand away, and a man snickered. ¡°Why


    so tense, sweetheart? You¡¯re safe with us! Just wanted to tell you that you went in the wrong direction.¡±


    The wrong direction? Deirdre was confused. ¡°Isn¡¯t the piano there?¡±


    The manughed. ¡°Piano? Oh, sweetheart, no. No, no, no. Hedonists like us don¡¯t do pretentious


    ssical sh*t like that! We want you to drink with us, okay? So you should be heading to our table!¡±


    ¡°Exactly, right?¡± Another male voice joined him. Deirdre heard the sound of him pping the seat next


    to him pointedly. He sized her up and could not stop his disgust and scorn from bleeding into his


    invitation. ¡°This beer here costs like 15,000 dors, okay? I¡¯m sure you¡¯ve never tasted something like


    this before, but we¡¯re al


    couple of nice guys in the mood. Come on, our treat!¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s face turned pale. ¡°I¡¯m here to y the piano. I don¡¯t drink.¡±


    ¡°How much can you f*cking earn by ying the piano? Please, b*tch. You can¡¯t even make 150 bucks


    a day! But if you have one ss with us, you¡¯ll get that 150 dors on your face, guaranteed!¡±

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    Chapter 262 A Gift From Brendan


    As soon as the man made the offer, the others cheered. ¡°Vyn, you are so generous! You¡¯re even willing


    to spend so much money on this ugly woman. Being rich is indeed different!¡±


    ¡°Since we are in the nightclub, women will definitelye to serve you. You¡¯ve been. thinking too


    highly of this woman. I think she¡¯d certainly be willing to drink just for 200 dors.¡±


    At the moment, Deirdre would have been too naive if she hadn¡¯t sensed their


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    hostility. She was getting so uneasy that she hurriedly went to open the door to leave.


    However, a hand suddenly stopped her and threw her violently against a wall. ¡°What the hell are you


    doing? Escaping?¡±


    The man was furious. Even though Deirdre managed to protect herself with her arms when she was


    thrown against the wall, her chest was in so much pain that she was


    nauseous.


    The group burst intoughter. ¡°After seeing so many beauties, it¡¯s indeed quite. interesting to see this


    kind of ugly woman with a distorted face! Do you think she¡¯ll change into a whore when she gets


    drunk?¡±


    ¡°That¡¯s certain. It must be very difficult for such an ugly, blind woman to meet men, particrly rich men


    like us. I¡¯m sure she¡¯ll reveal her true nature and break through. her shyness after drinking!¡±


    ¡°But can you manage to kiss a girl like this? You won¡¯t have nightmares, will you?¡±


    While they were giggling andughing, they pulled Deirdre¡¯s hair and pinned her on the table.


    ¡°Help! Help!¡± Deirdre quavered.


    However, the room¡¯s sound instion was so good that no one heard her cries for help. On the


    contrary, the man next to her got impatient and gave her a p.


    ¡°F*ck! Stop shouting, you ugly hag! This is too much noise!¡±


    ¡°You must be excited that so many men are staring at you, aren¡¯t you? Stop pretending!¡±


    ¡°Just make her drink. Pour this whole bottle down her throat and let¡¯s see if she¡¯ll still


    be able to scream.¡±


    As soon as a manmanded them, the wine ss was immediately stuffed into


    Deirdre¡¯s mouth. She struggled desperately, and the wine ss fell to the ground. Vyn was furious. ¡°So


    you wanna do it the hard way, huh? Pin her down! F*ck it, I¡¯ll definitely pour wine down her throat


    today!¡±


    Those men weren¡¯t gentle at all. They pressed on both of Deirdre¡¯s shoulders, causing her to turn pale.


    The thing in her hand fell to the ground, and the man. stepped on it.


    ¡°What is it?¡±


    Vyn picked it up and observed it, looking extremely disgusted. ¡°This must be from the street, yet you


    are holding it like a precious treasure!¡±


    He threw it at the wall. Hearing the sound of the thing hitting the wall made Deirdre shiver.


    That was what Brendan had gotten for her at the auction. She knew he wouldn¡¯t be happy if it broke.


    She abruptly regained her strength and shrieked as she struggled, frightening the man, who regretted


    his actions. She rushed in the direction where the book had been thrown, knelt down, and groped


    around with her hands. Despite the unbearable pain in her elbow, she gritted her teeth and her eyes


    reddened.


    Where was it? Where had it gone?


    ¡°Vyn, t-this woman¡­¡±


    Vyn frowned. He turned toward a corner, where Charlene was sitting on a sofa, smoking.


    However, at that moment, her beautiful eyes were fixed on the wooden book in Deirdre¡¯s direction.


    She knew about that book. Because when Brendan had spent a great amount of money to purchase it


    at an auction, many people, who had been trying to please her, had said that the book must be a gift for


    her!


    Therefore, she had been looking forward to it for a long time. However, it turned out that Deirdre had it!


    As fury consumed Charlene, she found this too difficult to bear.

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    Chapter 263 Please Don¡¯t Destroy It


    This kind of humiliation and anger further intensified Charlene¡¯s hatred for Deirdre.


    ¡°What are you staring at?¡± scoffed Charlene softly. With hostility, she added, ¡°Don¡¯t forget your attitude


    when you were trying to date me. You said you could do anything for me. And now you feel sorry for a


    blind woman? Give her a hard lesson! Destroy that book!¡±


    She hated it when she saw the book.


    Vyn received themand and shot a nce at the others.


    Deirdre finally found the book. However, before she was able to enjoy this moment of happiness and


    secure it in her embrace, a seizing force struck her and took it away from her.


    Deirdre shuddered at the sharp, tearing pain in her elbow. She ignored it and


    instantly stretched out her hand and implored, ¡°Please give it back to me, please. I will drink the wine in


    return! Yes, I will drink it!¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s toote.¡± Vyn weighed the rtively heavy book in his hand. Then, he dropped it to the ground. ¡°It¡¯s


    no longer interesting to see you drinking. This thing looks hard. I¡¯m now curious to see how long it will


    last if I tramp on it.¡±


    Vyn tramped on it immediately.


    The first time, nothing had happened other than the fact that it became dustier.


    Vyn was not satisfied with the result, so he tramped it for a second time and then at


    third time.


    The noise was loud. Each time, Deirdre would tremble as if it was her heart being. tramped. She


    hurriedly reached out, trying to secure her book. ¡°Please don¡¯t,¡± Deirdre said with a whimper.


    The foot Vyn used to trample on the book stepped on Deirdre¡¯s hand instead.


    ¡°Are you crazy?!¡± Vyn was stunned.


    Tears instantly welled up from her eyes, and Deirdre felt so much pain that she could not speak. She


    wiggled in pain, but her hand was bruised, swollen, and bloodshot.


    Vyn had never expected that Deirdre would dare reach out with her hand. His shoe¡¯s outsole, which


    had uneven lines, had scratched her palm and caused it to bleed.


    Even though Vyn was used to being aloof most of the time, he was stunned by


    Deirdre¡¯s actions for quite a while.


    Deirdre was in so much pain that she sobbed. However, she gritted her teeth and stubbornly used her


    other hand to protect the music book.


    ¡°P-Please¡­¡± She was in such agony that her voice quivered. She had to muster all her strength to say,


    ¡°I offended you-so you can ask me to do anything, just please- please don¡¯t destroy it!¡±


    Vyn somewhat sympathized with Deirdre, but when he saw the displeasure in


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    Charlene¡¯s eyes, he became apathetic and reprimanded the others. ¡°What the hell are you all doing?


    Grab her!¡±


    ¡°No! No! Please!¡±


    Deirdre was too weak to resist those people. Vyn opened the music book and kicked hard at its spine.


    Thud!


    It was the sound of the wood hitting the ground. Deirdre immediately stopped struggling, and tears


    began to well up in her empty eyes. She was feeling heartache, as if she had lost a part of herself.


    Meanwhile, Vyn was cursing. ¡°What the hell! This is so hard! Well, it¡¯s just wood anyway. Get me a


    lighter!¡±


    Someone handed him a lighter, and Vyn lit it. Before he could do anything, Deirdre let out a furious roar


    and rushed out.


    The people who had been trying to hold Deirdre back had not expected that she would manage to


    break free and lunge at Vyn.


    Deirdre¡¯s strength forced Vyn to retreat and feel nauseous from the collision. When he recovered his


    senses, he snarled, ¡°Damn, I didn¡¯t take you seriously, but you¡¯re looking for trouble!¡±


    He grabbed Deirdre¡¯s hair and flung her at the table. The impact caused things to fall from the table


    and crash on her. Vyn hadn¡¯t vented his anger enough and wanted to p Deirdre, but the door was


    suddenly flung open.

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    Chapter 264 I Didn¡¯t Manage to Protect It


    A man walked in. He had heroic features and a frigid aura, and when he saw that Deirdre was a mess


    and looked obviously beaten up, fury overtook him.


    ¡°F*ck you!¡±


    When Vyn saw that the man was Brendan, he was shocked. Before he could exin himself, Brendan


    had given him a punch that broke a few of his teeth.


    Covering his mouth, he cried in agony. Quivering, he pointed at Brendan and threatened him


    inartictely. ¡°Brendan! You f*cking b*stard! Do you think that you can do anything you wish? How dare


    you beat me? My dad will definitely get revenge for me!¡±


    Eyes red, Brendan lunged at Vyn, grabbed his head, and dunked it on the dishes on the table, causing


    Vyn¡¯s face to get covered in oil. Looking gloomy, Brendan went on clutching Vyn¡¯s head and smashed


    his face against the wall.


    If Sam hadn¡¯t stopped him, Brendan would have tried to kill Vyn.


    ¡°You¡¯re Vyn Austen, right?¡± While ring at the frightening Vyn, whose face was bruised and swollen,


    Brendan pointed at a pile of vegetables on the floor and demanded indifferently, ¡°If you eat these, your


    family business will be safe. Otherwise, I¡¯ll make the Austen family disappear from Neve tonight!¡±


    Vyn was covering his bleeding nose, his eyes full of horror. He wiped off the blood and retorted, ¡°Who


    the hell do you think you are, Brendan? God? Why should I listen to you!¡±


    The helpers behind Vyn were all so frightened that they stood against the wall and gave him a look.


    Vyn gritted his teeth. ¡°I¡¯ll eat them!¡±


    He crawled over. ¡°Hold on,¡± said Brendan with a scowl.


    He crushed and smashed the pile of food with his leather shoes.


    ¡°Alright, you may eat it now.¡±


    ¡°Brendan! You can¡¯t humiliate people like this! You¡¯ll get your karma! I¡¯d have to be insane to eat this


    disgusting food!¡±


    Squinting, Brendan grew even gloomier. He grabbed Vyn¡¯s hair with one hand and leaned closer to


    him. ¡°You¡¯ve been spoiled by your father so much that you¡¯ve be stupid. Do you think you will


    escape today? Either you¡¯ll eat it, or your father


    will!¡±


    As he was oppressed by Brendan¡¯s gloomy look, fear shimmered throughout Vyn and he wobbled.


    At the moment, he was forced to believe that Brendan was a maniac who would truly force him to eat


    the pile of food on the ground.


    Left with no alternative, he turned to that pile of mashed food, resisting the unpleasantness.


    Meanwhile, with an ice-cold face, Brendan took off his coat and put it on Deirdre


    without worrying about her peculiar smell.


    ¡°Deirdre, let¡¯s go back,¡± cooed Brendan. Everyone who heard him, except Sam, was surprised.


    Deirdre finally recovered her senses and said, ¡°The music book¡­¡±


    Brendan frowned. ¡°Music book? Where is it?¡±


    Deirdre didn¡¯t have time to answer. She knelt on the ground and groped in its


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    direction based on memory. Following her movements, Brendan saw the wooden music book, which


    was broken into two on the ground.


    He didn¡¯t know what was so precious about it. However, when Deirdre touched it, she held it in her


    arms like a precious treasure.


    ¡°No, it¡¯s broken into two¡­¡± said Deirdre helplessly. After a while, she felt sluggish, let out a muffled cry,


    and hugged the book even tighter.


    It was no longer a mere gift, but a strong wistful longing.


    However, because of her incapability, it had been broken.


    ¡°Deirdre, let me tidy up a bit and we¡¯ll go to the hospital.¡± Brendan sighed. ¡°It¡¯s broken. Just let it be.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m sorry¡­¡± Deirdre whispered. ¡°I didn¡¯t manage to protect the thing you gave me.¡±

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    Chapter 265 Your Car Is Parked at the Gate


    Brendan¡¯s ck pupils dted as shock churned in him. Meanwhile,plex and intricate feelings filled


    his heart as though he had just been cut.


    He had thought she cared only about this music book and the piano. It turned out that she was that


    invested¡­ just because of him?


    She had been trying to secure the music book he had given her, which was why shel was so miserable


    that she was sobbing.


    Something seemed to have struck him, and Brendan picked Deirdre up and walked out of the private


    room.


    He put her in the passenger seat. When he fastened his seatbelt, he unconsciously. nced in the


    rearview mirror and saw a car behind him that looked inexplicably familiar.


    After taking a second nce, he saw the license te number and an emotion. shed across his


    ck, frigid eyes. He then made a call.


    In a washroom located in the private room next door, Charlene was hiding, trembling


    in fear.


    While Vyn had been giving Deirdre a harsh lesson, she had unconsciously looked downstairs and seen


    Brendan, who had just gotten out of the car.


    She had sensed that something was wrong thanks to her strong intuition. Hence, she had immediately


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    Themotion Brendan had caused had been so loud that she had heard it through the windows and


    walls.


    To think that Brendan had attacked Vyn for Deirdre¡¯s sake¡­ Had Brendan gone nuts? After all, Vyn¡¯s


    father was a partner in the Brighthall Group¡¯s uing project. How could he lose a one-million-dor


    project just for Deirdre?


    At the same time, she felt that Brendan was insane and she was jealous. After all, Brendan¡¯s actions


    had proven his concern for Deirdre. If Brendan was to learn that she had also been in that private room


    and had urged Vyn to¡­


    Deirdre bit her lower lip, not daring to think about the consequences.


    Ring, ring, ring-


    Panic shot through Charlene at the sudden ringtone of the cell phone. When she


    was about to get enraged, she saw the caller ID and fear crept over her again. She took a few deep


    breaths before she could calm herself.


    ¡°Hi, Bren. Anything wrong?¡±


    She tried to keep her tone calm andposed.


    On the other end of the line, Brendan¡¯s voice was frigid. ¡°Where are you?¡±


    Charlene¡¯s heart skipped a beat, and she could not help wondering whether Vyn had already revealed


    her presence.


    ¡°W-What¡¯s that? You¡¯re suddenly asking about my whereabouts? Are you missing me?¡±


    ¡°Your car is parked at the Oak Restaurant.¡±


    Charlene clenched her hands tightly. She then replied in an astonished tone, ¡°Is it? Oh, so Sandy drove


    my car to that restaurant. That girl told me she would drive her friends to the airport. Anyway, what is it,


    Bren? Are you with Sandy in that restaurant? Shall Ie over and introduce her to you?¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s alright.¡± Brendan was convinced beyond any doubt. ¡°I saw it while leaving. I¡¯ve left already.¡±


    ¡°Oh, that¡¯s too bad. I thought I could meet you this time,¡± Charlene said coquettishly.¡± We haven¡¯t seen


    each other in almost six days already. What¡¯s yourpany been up to recently? Is work that difficult?


    Shall Ie to apany you at yourpany tomorrow?¡±


    ¡°No, you go ahead and focus on your work. I¡¯ve got something to do now. I¡¯ll contact you when I¡¯m


    free.¡±


    Brendan ended the call hastily. Charlene gritted her teeth as Deirdre¡¯s face filled her


    mind.


    Her resentment for Deirdre grew more intense as she pondered whether Deirdre had forgiven Brendan


    and decided to stay with him.


    ¡®N-No way, i-it¡¯s impossible! A filial woman like Deirdre would definitely loathe Brendan very much after


    learning that when she was forced to go to jail, her mother died tragically while she was in Brendan¡¯s


    care.¡¯


    There was a possibility that their rtionship could be restored, though, as Deirdre had yet to learn that


    the Ophelia McKinnon she had been meeting was an imposter.

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    Chapter 266 Find Out For Me


    As soon as Charlene had such a thought, a malevolent n hatched in her mind.


    She hadn¡¯t expected that woman to be so professional about deceiving Deirdre. It seemed that her plot


    to fool Deirdre was no longer effective.


    She made a call. ¡°If I give you a woman¡¯s photograph, could you find her personal information?¡±


    Brendan didn¡¯t immediately drive Deirdre to the hospital. Instead, they went to a nearby hotel.


    Deirdre was covered in greasy food, and her hair was stuck together. Brendan turned on the hot water


    tap and reached out to unbutton Deirdre¡¯s clothes.


    ¡°What are you doing¡­¡± Deirdre shrank back, bit her lip, and said, ¡°I¡¯m too dirty¡­ Don¡¯t


    ¡°You know that you¡¯re dirty?¡± Brendan pulled her hand away and pulled her clothes off her body. ¡°If you


    don¡¯t take a shower and change into clean clothes, do you think. the doctors will be able to do


    anything?¡±


    Deirdre was surprised. She then lowered her head and muttered, ¡°I¡¯ll take a shower


    on my own.¡±


    ¡°How can you do it when your arm hurts?¡± Brendan took a deep breath and coaxed her softly. ¡°Stop


    forcing yourself. We¡¯ve been married for three years already. I event know exactly where your moles


    are, so don¡¯t be awkward about it.¡±


    After saying that, Brendan led Deirdre to the bathroom, helped her into the bathtub, and patiently


    washed her hair.


    The moment warm water was poured on her, Deirdre couldn¡¯t help hissing and shivering.


    Brendan frowned and asked, ¡°What¡¯s wrong? Which part of your body hurts?¡±


    Deirdre carefully hid her hand, but he grabbed it. When he saw the gruesome wound on her palm, his


    heart twitched.


    While driving, he hadn¡¯t been aware of the wound because Deirdre had been holding.


    her hand.


    ¡°When did you get hurt?¡± Brendan was furious. ¡°Why didn¡¯t you tell me?!¡±


    If Deirdre had told him earlier, he would have chopped off Vyn¡¯s hand!


    Lowering her eyes, Deirdre thought the punishment Brendan had given Vyn had been more than


    enough. Besides, Vyn seemed to be from a wealthy family. Hence, she didn¡¯t want Brendan to offend


    others for her sake.


    She exined, ¡°He didn¡¯t mean to do it. It was my fault¡­¡±


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    ¡°You¡¯re still trying to defend other men even now?¡± Brendan was so furious that he gnashed his teeth.


    ¡°Deirdre, howe I didn¡¯t know that you¡¯re so forgiving? How could you forgive anyone who hurts


    you!¡±


    ¡°It was truly my fault¡­¡± Deirdre curled up her fingers slightly. ¡°He wanted to tramp on that music book. I


    stretched out my hand and got injured¡­¡±


    She tried to describe it as casually as possible, but Brendan heard that she had stretched out her hand


    desperately just to protect the book.


    In an instant, all his anger dissipated.


    He took out a towel to wrap her injured hand and protect the wound from direct contact with water.


    Then, he continued washing her hair quietly.


    Deirdre stopped for a moment and asked with a guilty conscience, ¡°Brendan¡­ are. you angry?¡±


    Angry? Of course he was. But he was angrier at Deirdre, who would injure her own. hand just to protect


    a music book.


    She loved the piano too much. What would happen to her future if she lost her


    hands?


    Perhaps¡­ he should have been there earlier¡­


    Brendan clenched his fists tightly, and his eyes were filled with bted remorse and


    anger.


    ¡°No,¡± he said lightly. ¡°If I have to say something, I just hope you can protect yourself. That music book


    is not important. But you¡¯re a human with flesh and blood.¡±


    For a moment, Deirdre was in a daze. She felt very gloomy at the reminder of the music book and


    dropped her eyshes to hide her sadness.

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    Chapter 267 Felt the Urge to Kill Him


    She had not managed to protect the music book, which had been torn into two anyhow. It made her


    feel uneasy, as if its destruction had verified that something. was about to happen.


    Brendan could see that she was sad, so he said, ¡°The music book is notpletely destroyed. It was


    only torn down in the middle. We should be able to restore it if we get a professional to fix it.¡±


    ¡°Really?¡± Deirdre turned around and clutched Brendan¡¯s hand out of excitement but loosened her grip


    due to the pain. There was a look of anticipation in her eyes.


    ¡°Hmm.¡± Brendan stared at her. ¡°When have I ever lied to you?¡±


    Afterward, he filled the bathtub with fresh water and left Deirdre soaking while he went outside to call


    up Sam.


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    ¡°Today¡¯s incident aside, I believe that Vyn hasmitted quite a number of crimes. too. Look into the


    things he¡¯s done and send him to jail so he can experience some hardships.¡±


    Brendan spoke in an ice-cold voice that did not leave room for any resistance. Sam wanted to do that


    badly as well yet he had to be realistic. ¡°Mr. Brighthall, are your certain about this? We¡¯ve already


    closed the negotiation on the Austens¡¯nd. If we got Vyn imprisoned, the Austens would most


    certainly never agree to¡­¡±


    ¡°Do I need his piece ofnd so badly?¡± Brendan¡¯s eyes were bursting with solemnness, He wished he


    could exterminate Vyn.


    ¡°If the Austens have the courage to go against the Brighthall Group, they will face the consequences.¡±


    After ending the call, Brendan took Deirdre to the hospital. It was fortunate that Deirdre was not injured


    severely. Other than the terrifying wound on her hand, she was only suffering from minor injuries on the


    rest of her body.


    Brendan looked at Deirdre¡¯s fingers and noticed that they still looked extremely beautiful even though


    she had endured a lot of hardships over the past year. He furrowed his eyebrows and spoke to the


    doctor in private. ¡°Will she be scarred?¡±


    The doctor said, ¡°It¡¯s hard to tell. We¡¯ll have to see how the wound heals after she gets stitches.


    However, it would be impossible for her not to be scarred at all.¡±


    Brendan flew into a great rage and felt the urge to kill Vyn Austen.


    ¡°Alright, understood.¡±


    He returned to the ward and found Deirdre sitting on the bed absentmindedly. She had to stay in the


    hospital for a few days due to the injury on her arm. Brendan said with his eyebrows furrowed, ¡°I¡¯ll get


    Sam to ask for leave of absence on your behalf for a few days. You can go back to work when you¡¯re


    well.¡±


    ¡°Hmm.¡± Deirdre was jolted back to reality. She nodded and asked, ¡°Will you please bring me the¡­


    music book?¡±


    Brendan had it in the car, so he went downstairs to get it. Deirdre used her uninjured hand to feel it and


    discovered that it was cracked in the middle.


    ¡°The two halves are still in good condition.¡± Brendanforted her by saying, ¡°It will be easy to restore


    it.¡±


    ¡°How long will it take?¡±


    ¡°Three days at most.¡±


    Deirdre felt relieved that it would only take three days but she still felt uneasy for no apparent reason. ¡°I


    could be discharged from the hospital too by the time it is restored.¡±


    ¡°Hmm.¡± Brendan looked at her with a gentle gaze. ¡°When both you and the music book are well, you


    can go back to ying the piano.¡±


    Deirdre smiled wider and fell sound asleep out of exhaustion.


    Brendan could not sleep because he wanted to give Vyn an unforgettable


    punishment.


    Deirdre found out about it on television the next day.


    There was a news report on Vyn being detained and sent to prison on a murder charge. The corridor


    was filled with the voices of people discussing the incident. The Austens were an influential, powerful


    family, and people had not expected that Vyn would actually be sowless.


    Maeve was overjoyed upon watching the news while peeling an apple next to Deirdre. ¡°That monster


    deserves this. Brendan stayed up all night in the study. I suppose he was busy doing this.¡±


    Stayed up all night?


    Deirdre was stunned. Maeve gave her a piece of apple and said with a smile, ¡°I can set


    my


    mind at ease knowing that your rtionship with Brendan is so stable. I¡¯ll be worry-free when I leave


    tomorrow.¡±

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    Chapter 268 Besides, You Still Have Me


    ¡°You¡¯re leaving tomorrow?¡± Deirdre was jolted back to reality, and her grip tightened ever so slightly.


    ¡°So soon?¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s not soon. I¡¯ve already stayed for two weeks. Don¡¯t you worry, I¡¯lle back when my treatment is


    completed.¡± Maeve caressed Deirdre¡¯s face and said smilingly, ¡°I hope that when I¡¯m back, you and


    Brendan will give me grandchildren so I can dote on them.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s lips moved, and she felt her heart wrench in pain and bitterness. She


    wanted to tell her, ¡°You were supposed to have a grandchild, but it was taken cruelly by Brendan


    because its existence went against his wishes.¡±


    ¡°What time will you be departing tomorrow?¡±


    ¡°In the morning, at around ten o¡¯clock, I guess. Why, would you like to see me off?¡±


    ¡°Hmm!¡± Deirdre suppressed the urge to cry. ¡°I don¡¯t know when I will be meeting you again. Mother, you


    must take good care of yourself ande back soon.¡±


    Maeve hugged Deirdre with a dreary look in her eyes. She¡¯d think about how great it would be if


    Deirdre was her biological daughter asionally, as her real daughter was a disappointment¡­


    The door was opened, catching both of them by surprise. Brendan halted to a stop when he saw the


    mother and daughter holding each other lovingly..


    Maeve wiped her face and said smilingly, ¡°Since you¡¯re here, I¡¯ll head outside, Brendan.¡±


    ¡°Hmm.¡±


    Maeve walked past Brendan to head outside. Meanwhile, Charlene looked at Maeve¡¯s silhouette with


    cold eyes from another spot in the corridor and asked the young woman next to her, ¡°Do you know


    her?¡±


    The woman said through clenched teeth, ¡°Yes, of course! That is my mother!¡±


    ¡°Ah?¡± Charlene narrowed her beautiful eyes gradually. ¡°Are you sure? I hope you haven¡¯t mistaken


    someone else for her because she is the mother of another woman now.¡±


    ¡°How could I possibly mistake someone else for my mother! I was just thinking about the fact that I


    haven¡¯t been able to get in touch with her all of a sudden recently. So it turns out that she istching on


    to a wealthy family by bing someone else¡¯s


    stepmother!¡± The woman was so furious that her entire body was shaking. She was carrying a fake LV


    handbag, while Maeve was dressed in branded clothes.


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    ¡®Is this what a decent mother is supposed to be like?¡¯


    ¡°No! I have to confront her now!¡± The woman was about to approach Maeve impulsively


    Charlene hastily stopped the woman and said, ¡°Hold on.¡±


    Charlene¡¯s n would be ruined if the woman got into a conflict with Maeve now.


    Charlene sneered and said, ¡°Not only will you not get paid if you confront her so impulsively now, but


    she will send you away. Wait for my arrangements, and I promise you that your mother won¡¯t run away.


    Not only that, but I will pay you arge sum of money so you can show your friends that you¡¯re a


    wealthydy.¡±


    The woman was so hot-tempered that she was an unusually fine candidate to be manipted. She


    immediately stopped walking as soon as she heard about therge sum of money. She said eagerly,


    ¡°Sure! I¡¯ll abide by your orders if you pay me.¡±


    Deirdre sniffed after Maeve left the room. She kept her head lowered, and her eyes reddened with


    tears. However, Brendan noticed her reaction.


    He took a step forward, tilted the woman¡¯s chin, and scrutinized her face, only to see her moist eyes


    and sad facial expression. He frowned a little and said, ¡°What¡¯s going on? Why are you crying?¡±


    Deirdre was embarrassed. ¡°It¡¯s nothing.¡±


    She was about to lower her head, but Brendan refused to let go of her stubbornly, so Deirdre could only


    answer, ¡°I¡¯m sad because my mother is going to leave tomorrow.¡±


    Brendan realized that Maeve would be leaving indeed.


    If he could do it, he¡¯d arrange for Maeve to continue to stay in Neve and keep Deirdrepany.


    However, Maeve was not alone. She had a family too.


    ¡°There¡¯s nothing to be sad about. She¡¯s going to receive treatment and she will be back soon.¡± Brendan


    comforted her in a hoarse voice, his eyes burning with passion. ¡°Besides, you still have me.¡±

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    Chapter 269 Don¡¯t Hate Me


    ¡®You still have me.¡¯


    In the past, Deirdre would not have been relieved. Instead, she would have been haunted by Brendan¡¯s


    remark. However, Deirdre lowered her gaze now and felt her heart, which was sealed in ice, begin to


    crack slowly.


    She actually found Brendan¡¯s remark convincing; perhaps it was due to Ophelia¡¯s presence that her


    withered heart had been restored. She had found a way to pursue her dream and she was no longer


    living like a zombie.


    Simrly, she would not attach any hope to Brendan, like she had in the past.


    She felt that her current life was pretty great. Her mother would return to her when her illness was


    cured, and she would be working in the meantime. That was already enough for her, and she would be


    able to leave without feeling any disappointment. and live a life that belonged to her when Brendan was


    bored of her.


    ¡°Hmm.¡±


    She answered nonchntly in a very soft tone, as if the voice came from her throat. However, Brendan


    managed to hear her reply, whichsted a brief moment, and his dark eyes were tainted with joy.


    ¡®Did she answer me? Has she responded to my remark?


    ¡®She did not chuckle in a self-mocking manner, like she did in the past, and she did not turn a deaf ear


    to me either. She answered my remark. Does this signify that her heart is already showing a sign of


    change?¡±


    At the thought, Brendan suddenly felt as if his chest was burning hot, as if something was boiling inside


    him.


    ¡°Brendan ¡­¡± Deirdre raised her head and asked in confusion, ¡°Why are you hands¡­ shaking?¡±


    ¡®Am I shaking? Am I actually shaking?¡¯


    Brendan suppressed the tremor and hugged Deirdre tightly without answering her question. He


    exhaled and caressed her hair as he said, ¡°Out of happiness.


    ¡°Deirdre, I¡¯m very happy that you replied to me. I promise you that I will take care of you and I will


    never¡­¡±


    ¡®Do anything that will hurt you again to make up for the pain resulting from Ophelia¡¯s death.¡±


    Sensing Brendan¡¯s strength, Deirdre felt her chest tighten for a moment for no apparent reason. She


    felt suffocated.


    Afterward, Brendan was so exhausted that he chose to squeeze into Deirdre¡¯s bed to sleep with her.


    The hospital bed was not huge, so they were sleeping so close to each other that they were connected.


    Brendan held her hand throughout the whole process and fell asleep soon.


    When the nurse came, she was rather surprised. She hastily said, ¡°Ms. McKinnon, are you alright? The


    hospital bed is so small that your arm might get hurt identally¡­ Would you like me to set up a new


    cot for you?¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s fine.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s injured arm was on the other side coincidentally, and she knew that Brendan was a light


    sleeper. She did not have the courage to move too much, so she kept her upper body stiff as she said,


    ¡°I¡¯m fine. You don¡¯t need to go to the trouble to do that.¡±


    The nurse, who was only put at ease by Deirdre¡¯s remark, dressed Deirdre¡¯s palm with fresh bandages


    before she left.


    Deirdrey down cautiously and found herself extending her hand toward Brendan. She stopped on his


    nose bridge before sliding down all the way to his chiseled lower jaw.


    It felt as if the man had truly changed into another person, and that was why she wanted to feel him


    with her hand to confirm that he was still Brendan.


    She figured that they were both sleeping on their sides, facing each other, because she could feel the


    man¡¯s even breathing on the side of her ear.


    Deirdre shut her eyes and felt the grip of the hands holding hers growing tighter abruptly.


    ¡°Deirdre!¡±


    He looked like he was having a nightmare and he mouthed something that Deirdre could not hear


    properly. She leaned closer and heard Brendan say, ¡°Deirdre, don¡¯t hate me¡­¡±


    ¡®Hate? Hate him?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s vision was pitch ck, but she widened her eyes with great effort in an attempt to see the


    man¡¯s face.


    ¡®Why would I hate him when I¡¯m satisfied with the current situation?


    ¡®Brendan, are you having a nightmare?¡¯


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    When she opened her eyes again, Brendan was already gone.

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    Chapter 270 The True Truth


    The narrow single bed suddenly felt wide, and Deirdre propped herself up with her hand on her


    forehead.


    ¡®What time is it? When did Brendan leave?¡¯


    She found it a pity because she had been thinking about asking Brendan why he wanted her not to


    hate him when she was awake. She wanted to find out the meaning of his remark.


    All of a sudden, the door to her room opened. She assumed that it was Maeve, so she raised her head


    and said smilingly, ¡°Mother? What time is it? Is it morning already? If not, why are you here so early?¡±


    ¡°Mother? Are you calling out to Maeve O¡¯Keefe?¡±


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    She was caught off guard by the spuriousughter. The smile on Deirdre¡¯s face froze instantly, and she


    stared in the direction of the door cautiously. ¡°Charlene, what are you doing here!¡±


    ¡°How could you speak to me like that, Ms. McKinnon? I feel sorry for you for being


    I deceived by a bunch of people and getting treated like a clown, so I¡¯m here to warn you out of


    kindness.¡±


    ¡°Out of kindness? Don¡¯t you think that I have no idea what you are trying to do here!¡± Deirdre¡¯s


    expression was icy, and she was clutching the nket tightly with her other hand subconsciously. ¡°You


    frequently harass me in the name of kindness. I¡¯ve been used by you once, but I will absolutely not be


    used by you twice! Please leave!¡±


    ¡°Are you really going to resist me so much, Ms. McKinnon?¡± Charlene said in a grievous tone. ¡°I admit


    that I¡¯m not a good person, but I¡¯m not a bad person either. Your mother suffered a tragic death, yet


    isn¡¯t it absurd that you¡¯re acknowledging a strange woman as your mother? I feel sorry for your


    mother.¡±


    ¡±


    ¡°Shut up!¡± Deirdre¡¯s veins were bulging, and her chest was heaving violently. Ophelia is still alive and


    well! Don¡¯t even think about tricking me again. Leave now, or I¡¯ll call in the nurse to get rid of you!¡±


    Upon saying that, she stretched out her hand to press the call bell. Charlene took it upon herself to


    speak first. ¡°Deirdre, do you have the courage to take a walk with me?


    ¡°The person that you call ¡®mother¡¯ now is Maeve O¡¯Keefe, and she is only 40 years old. She has a


    teenage daughter, and her daughter is here today. They¡¯re having a conversation now, so this will be


    pretty self-exnatory if you go and listen, alright?


    ¡°If you don¡¯t believe what I told you, I believe that you should be able to distinguish Maeve¡¯s voice,


    right?¡±


    Charlene spoke in a resonant voice. Deirdre¡¯s entire body was shivering, and there was a voice inside


    her telling her to stop.


    ¡®It must be another plot. This is Charlene¡¯s plot!¡¯


    But Deirdre could not help remembering the police, the incident with the osmanthus scent, and


    Brendan¡¯s ¡®don¡¯t hate me¡¯ remark.


    ¡®Why did Brendan ask me not to hate him? What did he do?¡¯


    Deirdre¡¯s chest was burning.


    Charlene said, ¡°Deirdre, they¡¯re in a room just ahead. You can listen through the door. There are


    surveince cameras everywhere in the hospital, so I won¡¯t be able to abduct you, right? You¡¯ll find out


    if Maeve is Ophelia after listening to her conversation with her biological daughter, alright?¡±


    Deirdre clenched her teeth tightly and gripped her fist so hard that her stitched-up palm was burning.


    ¡°Sure¡­ I would like to see what trick you have up your sleeve this time!¡±


    Charlene chuckled as if her n had seeded. She waited for Deirdre to walk out of the room and


    led her.


    They took for a little over ten steps before Deirdre heard a young woman¡¯s roaring voice abruptly.


    ¡°I don¡¯t believe you!


    ¡°Have you taken any of the responsibilities of a mother since you had me? You left me with that man


    without bothering to visit me. Do you even deserve to be a mother? If I hadn¡¯t found you here today, I


    wouldn¡¯t have known that you¡¯re actually acting as that blind woman¡¯s mother so ostentatiously after


    abandoning me!¡±


    ¡°Siobhan¡­ I never wanted to abandon you! How could I bear to part with you? You¡¯re my dearest


    child!¡±

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    Chapter 271 She Has Been Deceived


    Deirdre stood frozen in the same spot, her eyes wide in astoundment as she listened to the sound of


    someone sobbing with her face covered. She felt as if her ears were. ying a trick on her and she


    was in so much pain that she could not speak.


    The voice that she could recognize anywhere¡­ The voice that had kept herpany all this time and


    called out her name was actually saying to another girl now¡­ ¡®You¡¯re my dearest child?¡¯


    ¡°Really? I thought you¡¯d abandoned me. Why did you not respond to me when I¡¯ve been attempting to


    contact you all this time? Besides, that blind woman in the room is addressing you as ¡®mother¡¯. You¡¯re


    only 40 years old. How did you end up with such a grown daughter, and how do I end up having an


    elder sister?¡±


    ¡°Uh¡­¡± Maeve sounded hesitant.


    Siobhan was growing very impatient. She stamped her foot in anger as she looked at the door. ¡°What


    the heck is going on! Tell me, quick. If you don¡¯t give me a proper exnation, I will disown you as my


    mother from now on!¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t! Siobhan, don¡¯t¡­¡± Maeve was extremely aggrieved. ¡°I¡¯ll tell you, I¡¯ll tell you! That girl¡¯s mother


    passed away a long time ago, and my voice is very simr to her mother¡¯s. That is why I got chosen


    and hired to act as the girl¡¯s mother for a while. However, my job ended today, and I¡¯m going to leave


    soon¡­¡±


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    Rumble!


    Deirdre felt as if she had been struck by lightning and her chest had exploded. Her ears were humming


    loudly, and her mind went nk.


    In fact, she had even forgotten where she was. She felt as if her chest was getting squeezed together


    and scrambled up. She was in so much pain that she could not


    even make a sound or shed a tear.


    ¡°Deirdre, don¡¯t hate me.¡±


    She heard Brendan¡¯s soft moan in a daze. The man¡¯s arrogant, overbearing, cold face entered her


    mind once again.


    So it turned out that the atonement he had mentioned, him asking her not to hate him, as well as


    everything else, had been referring to this. He had done it to hide the truth of her mother¡¯s tragic death.


    He had not changed. He was still that bloodthirsty devil, the monster who killed without conscience. He


    was the cold-blooded father who had killed his biological


    child.


    On the other hand, she was actually so naive that she had believed that he had changed. She had


    thought he was better and that their rtionship could perhaps


    continue!


    Deirdre felt the taste of blood spreading in her mouth.


    She struggled by iling her arms in an attempt to remove the man from her mind. Her entire body was


    trembling, while the wound on her injured palm cracked open and bled. However, she still could not feel


    any pain and she was backing away frantically.


    Charlene stood aside and looked on coldly. She took a step forward when Deirdre stumbled and sat on


    the ground in dejection. ¡°Deirdre, do you understand now? Do you realize now if I¡¯ve been deceiving


    you? Or have you been foolishly deceived by Brendan?¡±


    She squatted down and said cruelly, ¡°Your mother jumped to her death a few days. before you were


    discharged from the hospital, and Brendan didn¡¯t even show up to im her body. He was so cold-


    blooded and merciless, yet you actually wanted to continue your rtionship with him. Tell me, did your


    mother die unjustly? If she was still alive¡­perhaps she would loathe you deeply!¡±


    Deirdre kept quiet, and tears fell from her eyes drop by drop, yet she could not bring herself to object in


    any way.


    She could not tell how much strength she exerted just to get herself off the ground numbly and feel her


    way along the wall back to the room.


    She could not feel the piercing pain radiating from her palm, but her head was only filled with the


    memories of her mother¡¯s smile.


    ¡°Deirdre?¡± She had lost track of time by the time Maeve walked into the room and found her sitting next


    to the window in a daze. Maeve was stunned for a moment before she approached Deirdre. ¡°When did


    you wake up? Why are you sitting next to the window? Aren¡¯t you cold?¡±


    She grabbed a sweater and draped it over Deirdre. She lowered her head, only to see that Deirdre¡¯s


    bandaged hand was drenched in blood.

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    Maeve¡¯s face turned ghastly pale instantly. ¡°What happened to your hand!¡±


    She hastily called for the doctor and nurse, yet Deirdre was jolted back to reality. She covered her


    bloody hand with her other hand and said with a lowered gaze, ¡°It¡¯s¡­ It¡¯s fine. Don¡¯t worry.¡±


    ¡°How could you say that it¡¯s fine? The dressing is soaked and red! Why won¡¯t you take care of


    yourself? What are you going to do when I leave today?¡±


    Maeve was panic-stricken and furious. The doctor came and examined Deirdre, only to find that her


    wound had opened up again and needed stitches.


    The doctor frowned deeply at once. ¡°Mr. Brighthall was very worried that your palm would be scarred


    right from the start. You need stitches again now, so that is surely going to leave a scar. Ms. McKinnon,


    bear with it and bite something if you can¡¯t stand the pain.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s mind was somewhat unhinged. She was in so much pain after the stitching procedure that


    she was sweating, yet she did not make a sound. Only her eyes were red with tears.


    Maeve assumed that Deirdre¡¯s behavior was due to the intense pain. She heaved a sigh after the


    doctor left and hugged Deirdre. ¡°There¡¯s no need for you to bear the pain constantly if you¡¯re in too


    much pain. You will feel better if you scream or cry out. I¡¯m here for you.¡±


    Deirdre clutched the hem of Maeve¡¯s top tightly abruptly and sobbed loudly. It was very hard for Deirdre


    to hold back her cries, as she sounded like she was extremely aggrieved, yet Maeve could not help


    feeling pity for her.


    ¡°You¡¯re fine, you¡¯re fine. Deirdre is fine.¡± She caressed Deirdre¡¯s hair. A faint scent emanated from


    Maeve¡¯s body, and her voice was kind and merciless. The image of Maeve was almost identical to


    Deirdre¡¯s memory of her mother.


    Maeve was no longer at a loss, helpless, or behaving like a child. She did not heave a sigh. She only


    said consciously, ¡°I¡¯m sorry, Deirdre. I¡¯m sorry for troubling you with my illness.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s face was wet with tears. She wished badly at this very moment that Ophelia was alive and


    standing before her. She wished that everything that had happened earlier had been a dream and that


    her mother was still there to support her when she woke up.


    ¡°Mother¡­¡± Deirdre said shakily, holding Maeve¡¯s waist strenuously.


    Maeve could sense that Deirdre was unwilling to part with her, and her eyes stung with tears. She


    could only assume that Deirdre was unwilling to part with her birth mother, so she patted Deirdre¡¯s


    shoulder.


    ¡°Don¡¯t cry, I¡¯ll be back. I¡¯ll be back to see you, Deirdre.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s eyes were bloodshot abruptly, and she clenched her fist so tightly that her nails dug into her


    flesh, trying to suppress the emotions flooding her heart. Then, she answered with a smile, ¡°Hmm!


    Keep your word, mother. Come back when your illness is cured and promise toe visit me


    frequently. I¡­ will be waiting for you.¡±


    ¡°Sure¡­¡±


    Deirdre loosened her grip and calmed herself down. She suppressed her final ounce of fear and asked


    smilingly, ¡°Have you had


    your meal?¡±


    Maeve nodded but realized that Deirdre could not see, so she answered, ¡°I have. I had a sandwich on


    my way here.¡±


    ¡°Is that so¡­ What a waste. I was nning on taking you to the sandwich ce downstairs to eat


    something.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s fine, I cane with you.¡±


    Deirdre held back tears. Maeve¡¯s voice sounded too familiar to her, and she wanted to immerse herself


    in it, even if it was only for a moment longer.


    She shut her eyes, her eyshes trembling. She then said, ¡°It¡¯s fine. We¡¯ll do it next time. I don¡¯t feel


    like eating much today anyway.¡±


    ¡°You should eat something, even if you don¡¯t feel like it, given your health condition. You¡¯re so skinny


    that you should eat something.¡±


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    ¡®It feels really good.¡¯


    Deirdre wanted time to stand still at that moment so badly.


    She looked up smilingly. ¡°Yes, I will. The nurse has already sent over lunch. I¡¯ll eat something.¡±


    Deirdre did not feel like eating indeed. She forced herself to eat lunch in Maeve¡¯s presence, though.


    Realizing that she did not have much time left, she looked out the window with empty eyes and felt the


    wind blowing into the room. ¡°What time is it?¡±

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    Maeve lowered her head to check the time and furrowed her eyebrows. ¡°It¡¯s after


    nine¡­¡±


    ¡°You¡¯re going to leave at ten, right?¡±


    It would certainly be impossible for Maeve to im that she was willing to part with Deirdre. She was


    very fond of Deirdre yet she was still not Deirdre¡¯s real mother, and her own daughter was still waiting


    for her.


    ¡°Hmm,¡± Maeve said smilingly, feigning a rxed demeanor. ¡°But it¡¯s a good thing that I¡¯m going to


    receive treatment. That way, I won¡¯t forget your childhood stories next time.¡±


    Deirdre cracked a smile and dyed giving a response. Then, she shut her eyes and said, ¡°Mother, will


    you¡­ please call me by my name again?¡±


    Maeve appeared to be slightly hesitant. ¡°Deirdre?¡±


    A tear rolled down from the corner of Deirdre¡¯s eye. ¡°Thank you.¡±


    Maeve stretched out her hand to wipe away Deirdre¡¯s tears.


    In the end, Maeve left.


    Deirdre did not see her off because she did not have the ability to be there.


    She assumed that it was only a simple farewell until she found out the truth. She would tear up and


    look forward to their next meeting.


    On the other hand, she realized something now.


    It was not a farewell, but they would never meet again.


    She leaned on the window in a daze and her face turned numb from the cold wind.


    She had already lost track of the time when the door suddenly opened up. Brendan walked into the


    room and found Deirdre sitting next to the window by herself. He removed his jacket in displeasure.


    ¡°You¡¯re still freezing in the cold wind even though you¡¯re sick. Aren¡¯t you cold?¡± Brendan covered her


    with the jacket, which was still warm from his body. Then, he closed the window.


    Deirdre was still looking in the direction of the window, although she could not see anything.


    Brendan checked his watch and furrowed his eyebrows tightly. ¡°Why didn¡¯t you see


    Ophelia off when her flight took off at ten?¡±


    He had assumed that she would not be in the room before he came.


    Deirdre made her way to the bedside table indifferently and felt around, looking for the apple in the


    basket. Then, she peeled the apple with a knife cautiously and said in a hoarse voice, ¡°I¡¯m scared of


    farewells. I felt like I would most certainly cry if I were to see her off. She will be back again anyway, so


    I will just wait for her return.¡±


    Brendan agreed that Deirdre was making sense. He had assumed that Deirdre would be dejected for a


    while and he had not expected that she would ept this farewell so calmly, so he felt slightly


    displeased in his heart. He had thought that this farewell would be a reason for her to depend on


    him.


    ¡°Let me show you something.¡±


    Brendan picked up the package he had brought with him and held Deirdre¡¯s hand before he ced the


    box gently on it. ¡°Open it.¡±


    His dark eyes were filled with anticipation, and he wanted to see Deirdre¡¯s surprised reaction after she


    unboxed the item.


    Deirdre put down the knife and held the package. The very moment her hand


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    touched the object inside the box, her movements halted to a stop and her entire body tensed up.


    She could feel with her hands that the wooden music book had been restored to its original state.


    ¡°How is it?¡± Brendan stared closely at Deirdre¡¯s face, his thin lips curled up into a smirk as if he was


    showing off. ¡°I promised you that I would restore it in three days. and return it to you.¡±


    Deirdre pulled out the music book and discovered that the crack in the middle had already been


    repaired. It felt as if¡­ it had never been broken before.


    She kept her gaze lowered. Brendan discovered that something was off and said. with a solemn


    expression, ¡°What¡¯s going on? Aren¡¯t you happy?¡±


    Deirdre ced down the music book and continued to peel the apple. Her eyes were unfocused and


    still as calm water. She continued moving her hands like a machine. until she was done and then said,


    ¡°Brendan, do you rememberpelling me to be Charlene¡¯s scapegoat a year ago?¡±


    Brendan¡¯s face turned green from anger when Deirdre suddenly brought up bing scapegoat for


    Charlene a year ago. He asked with a frown, ¡°Why are your bringing this up all of a sudden?¡±

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    Deirdre did not answer but she continued talking about this topic. ¡°You took away the house where my


    mother was staying and let her be taken by some unknown psychiatric facility to be punished. She was


    40 years old but she was forced to eat. rotten food and get beaten up. I had no choice but to submit


    myself after seeing how cruel you were¡­¡±


    Brendan¡¯s pupils constricted abruptly and he felt incredulous.


    ¡°Hold on! What are you talking about? I did take back the house where your mother was residing but I


    never let her be taken by that psychiatric facility. Do you remember it wrong?¡±


    ¡°Remember it wrong?¡± Tears streamed down Deirdre¡¯s face continuously.


    The scene that had taken ce a year ago had haunted her nightmares for countless nights. Her


    mother used to be a proud woman when she was young, yet she had been treated like an animal when


    she was sick because of Deirdre.


    ¡®Brendan made such a casual remark about me remembering it wrong¡­ Would that turn back time and


    return everything to its previous state?¡¯


    Deirdre sobbed shakily, her eyes bloodshot. ¡°That¡¯s right, I might be remembering wrong, but how is


    this rted to whether I remember it correctly? You¡¯re so aloof and you have no regard for other people


    anyhow, so I¡¯m sure that you wouldn¡¯t have paid attention to a small trick you yed in the past!¡±


    ¡°Deirdre!¡± Brendan furrowed his eyebrows tightly, and his expression was filled with intense anger. He


    was furious, not only because of Deirdre¡¯s sarcasm, but also because of her unexpected attitude.


    ¡°What kind of nonsense are you talking about? I said I didn¡¯t do that, and that means I didn¡¯t do it. Do I


    still need to defend myself? I have absolutely no idea what the situation is at the psychiatric facility that


    you are talking about!¡±


    ¡°How about the part when you promised that you¡¯d take good care of my mother?¡± Deirdre was


    hysterical. She turned around, her expression distorted from agony while tears kept streaming down


    her face frantically. ¡°How about when you told me that my mother would live a good life if I agreed to be


    the scapegoat?¡±


    Brendan was stunned. ¡°What?¡±


    However, before he could inquire further, he suddenly felt a piercing pain radiating. from his abdomen


    the next moment. Brendan lowered his head, only to discover that the knife in the woman¡¯s hand had


    already been stabbed into his body. Blood was


    dripping down, and his mind went nk.


    He saw the woman¡¯s bloodshot eyes and watched every action of hers as if in slow motion until she


    stabbed half of the knife further into his body in a rage.


    ¡°Die, Brendan!¡±


    Brendan staggered and stumbled backward, feeling the piercing pain spreading in his abdomen and


    stripping him of his strength. He leaned against the window and looked at Deirdre in confusion.


    ¡°Deirdre¡­ You¡­¡±


    His lips turned ghastly pale, and he was rendered incapable ofpleting his sentence. He watched


    the woman with bloodshot eyes as she held the knife, feeling as if she had turned into someone else.


    Someone frantic.


    They had still been cuddling so intimately yesterday night, lying on the same bed¡­


    Everything changedpletely at that very moment.


    It felt as if they were no longer a married couple but enemies. Brendan found the sight of the hatred,


    anger, and murderous intent in Deirdre¡¯s expression obvious and hurtful.


    ¡°Deirdre¡­¡± He took a deep breath, clutched her wrist, and said with great difficulty, ¡°I didn¡¯t¡­ I didn¡¯t


    put your mother in harm¡¯s way¡­¡±


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    He suddenly realized that Maeve¡¯s perfect disguise had failed the test of time anyhow. He realized that


    Deirdre had seen through the lie and found out the truth.


    She had learned that Ophelia had jumped to death, and he figured that she was in agony.


    ¡°I¡¯m sorry¡­¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s gaze was frantic. ¡°Sorry? Will your apology resurrect her? The most


    worthless thing in the world is the word ¡®sorry¡¯!¡±


    She loathed the word and the way it was used to level everything so cruelly. She had been deceived,


    lied to, and regarded as a fool¡­

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    Deirdre burst outughing while she was crying. ¡°Brendan, you enjoy regarding me as a fool, right? I


    believe that you are delighted in your heart that I was deceived by your lowly lie and kept going in


    circles, right?


    ¡°Yesterday evening¡­¡± Deirdre felt intense pain in her throat. ¡°You told me that I still have you. Were


    you mocking me at the time? On the other hand, I believed you like a fool!¡±


    ¡°No!¡± Brendan¡¯s face turned ghastly from the pain. He objected so strongly that.


    blood was flowing out of his wound once again. He felt the warm flow of endless blood on his palm.


    He was scared but he was not afraid that he would bleed to death. He was scared that Deirdre would


    suffer an emotional breakdown.


    ¡°The words that I said¡­ I meant them sincerely¡­ Deirdre, I¡¯m sorry¡­¡±


    He had nothing else left to say at that very moment but sorry.


    It was because he could not do anything to resurrect a dead person.


    Blood was gushing out of his abdomen wildly. The pain stripped away his strength but it did not take


    away his senses. He said softly, ¡°I know that I¡¯ve let you down¡­ I didn¡¯t know that this matter would


    progress to this extent. I¡¯ll make it up to you and give you anything that you want, okay?¡±


    Deirdre faced him with tears streaming down her face yet she sneered. ¡°Do you know that I was


    distracted by your gentle treatment recently, Brendan? I was afraid. that I¡¯d fall for you and I had no


    idea what to do. But do you know how disgusted I felt when I found out that you were hiding my


    mother¡¯s death under your gentle demeanor?¡±


    Sheughed, yet her eyes were bursting with hatred. ¡°I won¡¯t trust you again from now on. You


    murderer!¡±


    She shoved away the man abruptly, causing Brendan to stumble and fall to the ground, his blood


    flowing on the floor.


    Deirdre searched around the room frantically and found the restored music book atst.


    Brendan¡¯s face turned ghastly, and he was breathing heavily from the pain. He suppressed his


    shakiness and said, ¡°Deirdre, it wasn¡¯t my intention to let Ophelia die. Think about the days we spent


    together. Weren¡¯t you happy? We can continue to live


    the life we had previously. Aren¡¯t you very fond of this music book? I¡­ I¡¯ll get more custom-made for


    you¡­ and fill your room with them¡­¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s expression was nonchnt, but she burst outughing so hard that she teared up upon


    hearing that remark.


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    ¡°Do


    you


    know how much I used to treasure the music book and how disgusted I am by it now, Brendan?¡±


    She opened the music book and hit it strenuously in the middle part, which was newly restored.


    ¡°Deirdre!¡±


    Brendan roared loudly, his eyes bloodshot. He knew what Deirdre was about to do, so he attempted to


    stop her. ¡°Don¡¯t!¡±


    His entire body was shivering from the pain, yet he was still clutching the music book tightly and


    shaking his head at her. ¡°Don¡¯t! Deirdre, don¡¯t¡­ I¡¯m begging you¡­ It can¡¯t be fixed anymore¡­¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s gaze was icy, while Brendan was exhausted from losing too much blood. She shoved him


    away with all her might and mmed the music book on the corner of the bedside table.


    ¡°Deirdre!¡±


    p!


    He heard the sound of the wooden music book breaking in two halves.


    Brendan looked at the shattered music book, having trouble breathing from the pain. Deirdre would


    have risked her life just to protect it. She would rather let her palm get mangled because she cared


    about the music book so much.


    However, she had destroyed the music book with her own hands at that very


    moment.


    Brendan saw the determination and coldness on Deirdre¡¯s face in a daze. He could see that she did not


    care in the slightest and did not even blink once.


    Panic and pain surged into his chest at that very instant.


    ¡®Deirdre¡­ doesn¡¯t care about anything anymore¡­¡¯


    The world before his eyes went ck, and he dropped to his knees on the floor. His blood formed a


    puddle on the ground, yet he was clutching the hem of Deirdre¡¯s top with his hand.


    ¡°Enough¡­ That¡¯s enough.., Deirdre¡­¡±

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    Sam witnessed the scene when he came in after Brendan. He saw the woman standing coldly and


    Brendan kneeling on the ground, his lips ghastly, his hand covering his abdomen, which was bleeding


    profusely.


    ¡°Mr. Brighthall!¡± He ran over to Brendan in a haste.


    Deirdre held the knife and went running toward Brendan once again. ¡°Brendan, you will atone for your


    crime in hell!¡±


    ¡°Ms. McKinnon!¡±


    Sam roared and stepped forward swiftly to stop Deirdre, striking the knife out of Deirdre¡¯s hand. It


    landed on the floor, and Sam was incredulous. ¡°Ms. McKinnon! What are you doing?¡±


    ¡°What am I doing?¡± Deirdre raised her head to reveal her face, which was filled with hatred and tears.


    ¡°I¡¯m avenging my mother!¡±


    ¡°Please calm down¡­¡± Sam did not care about anything but Brendan¡¯s wound. It was a very deep


    wound, and the blood had drenched half of Brendan¡¯s shirt. His expression was extremely unpleasant,


    and he hastily called 911.


    Brendan¡¯s breathing sounded weak, and he leaned against the end of the bed and looked weakly at the


    woman crying on the verge of a breakdown with bloodshot eyes.


    The very moment she had swung the knife at him the second time, Brendan had discovered that


    Deirdre wanted him to die so badly.


    In the end, he said slowly, ¡°I¡¯m sorry, Deirdre. I¡¯m sorry that I didn¡¯t manage to protect Ophelia.¡±


    Deirdre stumbled to the ground with tears streaming down her face profusely. She could not feel


    anything other than regret, which coursed through her entire body. She shut her eyes and said, ¡°Why


    did I get affiliated with you, Brendan? Why did I have to be your wife? I not only caused myself


    harm, but I also caused the death of my mother¡­


    ¡°If I could have a chance to restart in life, I would stay as far away as I could and never¡­ be affiliated


    with you in any way!¡±


    Pain was radiating through Brendan¡¯s entire body yet it gathered on his wound when


    he heard the woman¡¯s resolute remark.


    If he could, he¡¯d return to the past and stop this cmity from happening. He wanted it more than


    anybody else.


    They were in the hospital, so a stretcher was sent over quickly. Deirdre was still sitting on the ground


    when Brendan was ced on the stretcher. Before Brendan lost consciousness, he stopped Sam from


    following him.


    ¡°Check on her¡­¡± Brendan shut his eyes, his face already drained of color. He was afraid that Deirdre


    would suffer the same fate as Ophelia.


    Sam stayed back in confusion, his hands still covered in blood. He returned to the pantry and found


    Deirdre still sitting in the same spot in a daze. She raised her head after hearing themotion and


    said in a mocking tone, ¡°Did Brendan send you to watch me and see if I die first?¡±


    Sam removed his jacket and draped it over Deirdre¡¯s body. ¡°The floor is too cold. You must take care of


    yourself regardless. I think that¡¯s all that Mdm. McKinnon would really care about.¡±


    Deirdre trembled and wrapped the jacket around her body.


    ¡°What? Deirdre injured Brendan by stabbing him with a knife? For real?¡±


    The servant answered, ¡°It is absolutely true! The information came from the hospital, and many people


    witnessed the incident. The floor was covered in blood! Mr. Brighthall is still receiving emergency


    treatment now, and it¡¯s hard to tell if he will make it!¡±


    Charlene¡¯s expression was unpleasant. She hastily asked, ¡°Is his life in danger?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m not so sure about that, but it seems that his condition is quite serious.¡±


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    ¡°That b*tch! She is still alive yet she is actually trying to kill Brendan!¡± Charlene flew into a great rage.


    Her eyes were bursting with maliciousness as she put on her jacket. ¡°I will never let her off now that


    she did this! You, call the police.¡±


    Sam heard themotion outside as soon as he finished cleaning up the blood in the room. The police


    walked into the room right away because he had yet to find the time to shut the door. A police officer


    showed his badge and said coldly, ¡°NPD. Someone reported a case of premeditated murder to the


    police. Who is Deirdre McKinnon?¡±

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    Sam felt his heart racing as soon as he heard the remark. He said with a ttering smile, ¡°What do you


    mean premeditated murder? Is there some sort of


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    misunderstanding?¡±


    The police officer said with a frown, ¡°Do you think that there is a misunderstanding when the stench of


    blood is so strong here? Can you stop the people outside from talking about this situation? I¡¯m warning


    you not to interfere with the prosecution of this crime. Deidre is a criminal suspect, and we are taking


    her to the police station for an interrogation today!¡±


    Upon saying that, the man scanned the woman sitting on the floor and noticed that her disfigured face


    matched the police reportpletely. He did notment further. He only said, ¡°Deirdre, you¡¯re


    coming with us!¡±


    The others were stunned.


    Sam hastily stepped forward and said, ¡°This is a misunderstanding, sir! This must be a


    misunderstanding. Someone was injured here indeed, but it was definitely not a crime as serious as


    premeditated murder! The injured man is this woman¡¯s husband, and they are legally married. How can


    there be premeditated murder between a husband and wife? If you don¡¯t believe me, you can wait for


    the husband toe back and exin this to you in person!¡±


    ¡°There are countless premeditated murder cases between husbands and wives. Besides, someone


    reported the incident to us, so we will handle the case.¡± The police officer spoke in an icy yet impatient


    tone.


    Sam wanted to exin more, but Deirdre suddenly stood up and said, ¡°Right, I killed someone. Take


    me.¡±


    ¡°Ms. McKinnon!¡± Sam furrowed his eyebrows incredulously. She should not walk. right into a trap while


    Brendan was still receiving, emergency treatment. If Deirdre was detained by the police, he would not


    be able to have ess to the situation at the police station.


    Deirdre was indifferent. ¡°I should admit to killing someone if I did it, right?¡±


    The police detained Deirdre, but there was no way for Sam to reach out to Brendan because he was


    still receiving emergency treatment. He was panic-stricken.


    Madam Brighthall came quickly upon receiving this information. She had a weak heart, so she lost


    consciousness twice from the shock. She said after waking up with shaky hands, ¡°What happened?


    Why was Brendan sent to the emergency


    department out of nowhere?¡±


    She pointed at Sam. ¡°You, exin!¡±


    Sam kept his head lowered and his eyebrows furrowed. He was considering what kind of words to use


    to soften Deirdre¡¯s actions. Charlene hade with Madam Brighthall to keep herpany and she


    had been plotting for a long time. She took it upon herself to speak first with red eyes.


    ¡°It was Deirdre.¡±


    ¡°Deirdre?¡± Madam Brighthall found the name familiar. She remembered soon that Deirdre was the


    blind, disfigured woman, and her face turned green with rage instantly. ¡°It¡¯s her again!¡±


    Charlene nodded. ¡°I¡¯m unsure of the specifics of the situation but I think Brendan did something that


    displeased Ms. McKinnon, so Ms. McKinnon impulsively picked up a knife to stab Brendan¡­¡±


    Her lips were trembling, and she was having a hard timeposing sentences.


    Madam Brighthall almost could not catch her breath. ¡°This woman picked up a knife to stab a person


    just because they were fighting? Has she lost her mind or something? This woman is vile¡­ Where is


    she now?¡±


    Sam felt even more uneasy in his heart. Charlene could convince Madam Brighthall easily with just a


    few words. Sam exined, ¡°Madam, it¡¯s a veryplicated


    situation.


    ¡°It¡¯s not something that can be exined with just a few words, but Ms. McKinnon didn¡¯t stab him out of


    nowhere. There was a reason. When Mr. Brighthall wakes up,


    you can¡­¡±


    ¡°So we should wait until Brendan is awake so he can cover up for Ms. McKinnon?¡± Charlene


    interrupted Sam, her eyes glistening with coldness. ¡°Sam, I know that you have a close rtionship


    with Ms. McKinnon and that you¡¯re her bodyguard.


    However, you should know your own ce. Regardless of the reason Ms. McKinnon hurt Brendan, it


    was wrong of her to injure someone. It¡¯s fortunate that she¡¯s blind. If she was a normal person, she


    would have stabbed Brendan in the chest. Does that mean that we wouldn¡¯t be seeing Brendan for the


    rest of our lives?¡±

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    Chapter 278 Where¡¯s Deirdre


    Madam Brighthall was extremely furious and refused to listen to Sam¡¯s exnation,¡± If you owe


    someone money, you return the money. If you try to kill someone, you pay


    with


    your


    life. I don¡¯t care what happened between them. Since that woman injured. Brendan, she deserves to be


    punished! Bring me the phone.¡±


    Deirdre regained consciousness when a bucket of cold water was poured on her. She had lost count of


    how long it had been since she had been detained at the police.


    station.


    She figured that the people in her surroundings were all criminals. The police officer standing in front of


    her gave an order in a cold voice. ¡°Come out, Deirdre.¡±


    Deirdre followed the police officer and heard her handcuffs nging when she was pinned against the


    table. His overbearing voice came from above her as he said, Deirdre, do you know what your offense


    is? You broke Criminal Law Act 232 regarding first-degree manughter. You¡¯ll be sentenced to death,


    life imprisonment, or no less than ten years in prison. For a less serious case, you¡¯d be sentenced to


    prison for three years to ten years. It would be best if you answered my inquiries truthfully, or you¡¯ll be


    staying here for a long time!¡±


    The police officer adopted every possible means to interrogate Deirdre, and she answered every


    question truthfully and calmly. She asked when she was about to be sent away, ¡°How long will I be in


    jail for?¡±


    ¡°So you¡¯re scared now, huh?¡± The police officer sniggered. ¡°Why did you do that then? Your case is


    quite serious. In addition, the Brighthalls have already hired the bestwyer for thewsuit, so you


    should be prepared to be sentenced to eight years.


    in prison.¡±


    Deirdre was stunned for a moment. ¡®The Brighthalls? He is sparing no effort to punish me. In fact, he


    doesn¡¯t even mind mobilizing the bestwyer to sue me.


    ¡®It¡¯s a waste since I don¡¯t care anymore. He will be disappointed to learn that I don¡¯t mind being


    sentenced to prison for three years or eight years.¡¯


    She only cared about avenging her mother.


    ¡°I will admit to anything but I would like your help with something. I would like to revoke the verbal


    evidence on a cold case that happened a year ago so the police will investigate the case again.¡±


    The police officer did not have a favorable impression of Deirdre but remained patient. ¡°Which case is


    that?¡±


    ¡°Ophelia McKinnon¡¯s suicide case.¡±


    He assigned someone to look into the case and found out that it was true. ¡°Who is this person to you?


    Is she your mother?¡±


    Deirdre nodded, her eyes filled with intense hatred. ¡°I would like to report the Brighthall Group¡¯s CEO,


    Brendan Brighthall, for concealing murder! He forced me to be his beloved girlfriend¡¯s scapegoat


    for a year and he would not mind hurting my mother, so I agreed to do it. My mother Ophelia jumped to


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    The police officer frowned deeply and exchanged a nce with the others. ¡°Please calm down first. Do


    you have any evidence?¡±


    ¡°Yes.¡± Deirdre took a deep breath. ¡°I was the scapegoat in Charlene McKinney¡¯s hit- and-run. On the


    other hand, the culprit of the hit-and-run is still on good terms with Brendan. You will surely be able to


    reveal the truth about this incident if you investigate it further!¡±


    When Brendan regained consciousness, he was in pain. His vision was blurry, and the first thing he did


    as soon as he could see the room clearly was get up.


    However, he had no choice but to stop after feeling intense pain in his abdomen.


    Deirdre had stabbed him without showing any mercy.


    The blood had already drained off his thin lips, which were cracked. He furrowed his eyebrows tightly


    and pressed the call bell to bring in Charlene.


    She ran into the room, her eyes red with tears when she saw that Brendan was awake. ¡°You¡¯re finally


    awake, Brendan!¡±


    Brendan breathed with great difficulty, shut his eyes, and opened them again. Where¡¯s Deirdre? Is she


    alright?¡±


    Charlene¡¯s expression froze instantly and tears welled up in her eyes.


    ¡±


    ¡°The first thing you ask after waking up is where Deirdre is. Do you care about me at all, Brendan? Do


    you know that I¡¯m the one who took care of you every day and night and stayed by your side after you


    came out of surgery?¡±

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    Chapter 279 Why Would You Put Your Life at Risk Like This?


    ¡°I¡¯m sorry.¡± Brendan propped his forehead and said, ¡°I was only trying to find out how Deirdre is


    currently. After all, it was my fault her mother died.¡±


    ¡°How was it your fault?¡± Charleen bit her lower lip tightly. ¡°She was the one whomitted suicide.


    Were you going to assign someone to watch over her all day long? On the other hand, Ms. McKinnon


    is too insensible. You treated her mother so well and you even made an exception to bury her¡­¡±


    ¡°That was nothing.¡± Brendan interrupted her, his eyebrows furrowed even tighter.¡± Had I not made her


    your scapegoat, Ophelia wouldn¡¯t have died.¡±


    ¡°So do you regret what you did?¡± Deirdre was incredulous, and her lips were trembling.


    Brendan was so agitated in his heart that he could not be bothered to exin. himself. Meanwhile, Sam


    suddenly entered the room in a rush, and his dejected eyes lit up abruptly when he saw Brendan.


    ¡°You¡¯re finally awake, Mr. Brighthall!¡±


    ¡°What happened?¡± Brendan felt uneasy.


    ¡°The police came and took Ms. McKinnon after you were injured. They charged her with premeditated


    murder.¡±


    ¡°What?¡± Brendan was incredulous. ¡°Who called the police?¡±


    Sam shook his head. Everything had been such aplicated coincidence. It had happened at just the


    right time when Brendan had still been in surgery.


    ¡°All in all, the police refuse to let her go, and she can only be bailed out by you or a family member.¡±


    Brendan pulled away the nket right away, but an angry voice came from the door before he could


    get off the bed. ¡°Go back to bed!¡±


    Madam Brighthall walked into the room, sounding extremely furious. ¡°Are you trying. to get yourself


    killed by getting off the bed after you just had surgery? Do you know that you almost died earlier?¡±


    ¡°Mother.¡± Brendan assumed an obedient expression yet he felt restless and agitated deep in his heart.


    ¡°You came at the right time. Please go to the police station and help me bail her out!¡±


    The holding cell at the police station would be more arduous than being in prison. She would not only


    be cold and hungry, but she would also be with a bunch of


    strangers. She was weak, helpless, and blind, so she would certainly be bullied there.


    Madam Brighthall refused to even look him in the eye. ¡°That would be impossible!¡±


    Brendan was stunned.


    Madam Brighthall said with a cold expression, ¡°Look at you. You¡¯re acting like you¡¯ve been enchanted


    by that silly girl. She already attacked you with a knife and almost killed you, yet you¡¯re still obsessing


    over her and you even want to bail her out of jail? Do you want her to attack you once again when


    she¡¯s back here?¡±


    ¡°A dog should be euthanized after biting a man, let alone a person. She must be punished ordingly


    and she will be given a trial in court in a week. I¡¯ve already hired the bestwyer in Neve, so she will be


    repenting in prison for eight years!¡±


    Brendan¡¯s face turned ghastly from shock. He objected without any hesitation by saying, ¡°No!¡±


    He took a deep breath. ¡°I will never allow that! She will not be imprisoned!¡±


    ¡°Why not?¡± Madam Brighthall¡¯s gaze turned stern and ferocious. She was extremely infuriated by how


    enchanted Brendan was with that woman. ¡°Don¡¯t you forget who is the head of the Brighthalls! As long


    as I shall live, I will never permit you to act outrageously! She must be punished. She deserves it, and


    no one is going to change. my mind about that!¡±


    Upon saying that, Madam Brighthall turned around and left.


    Charlene¡¯s shriek was heard behind her. Madam Brighthall turned around and saw that Brendan had


    actually gotten out of bed right away. He had dropped to his knees from the pain in the surgical site,


    and blood had soaked the fabric on his abdominal area instantly, turning his top a bright red hue.


    It went without saying that his wound had opened up.


    Madam Brighthall almost fainted. ¡°Get the doctor, quick!¡±


    Sam ran outside while her eyes turned bloodshot from anger. She gave Brendan a p in


    exasperation. ¡°Have you lost your mind! What did she drug you with to make you put your life at risk


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    Chapter 280 Deirdre Has Lost Her Mind for Real!


    Brendan covered his abdomen weakly. He could not feel the pain in his injury. anymore, perhaps due to


    the pain in his heart, which overpowered everything else. On the contrary, he cracked a smile and said,


    ¡°Mother, bail her out¡­¡±


    He said in a shaky voice, ¡°I owe it to her because I was the cause of her mother¡¯s death. Aside from


    the fact that she didn¡¯t manage to stab me to death, I¡¯d deserve it even if I were to die for real.¡±


    ¡°You¡­¡± Madam Brighthall was rendered speechless. She staggered, taking a few steps due to her


    intense headache. ¡°What on earth has happened between you two?¡±


    Brendan felt the warm, moist sensation in his hands. Before he could speak, a doctor came rushing


    into the room.


    The sutures of his wound were ripped. The wound would need to be closed up again, and he would


    need another surgery to stop the bleeding. When he came out of the operating theater, Brendan was


    still trying to force himself to stay conscious.


    ¡°Sam, go to the police station to check on Deirdre and make sure that nothing bad. happens to her.¡± He


    gave the order with pale lips. Soon, he looked at Madam Brighthall and exhaled with great difficulty.


    ¡°Mother, I¡¯m begging you to please help me exin to the police that this injury is unrted to Deirdre.¡±


    Madam Brighthall felt more pity than anger for Brendan. She knew that Brendan would force himself


    out of bed again if she were to disagree, as he always knew just how to get to her.


    ¡°Sure, I¡¯ll go.¡±


    Brendan was relieved, yet Madam Brighthall said, ¡°However, you must exin everything to me clearly


    in the near future. If that woman hurt you intentionally without a proper reason, I will not tolerate you


    two being together!¡±


    ¡°Alright.¡± Brendan agreed.


    Madam Brighthall and Sam were about to leave when a group of police officers. opened the door and


    entered the room. They confronted Charlene with a stack of evidence. ¡°You¡¯re under arrest.¡±


    They then handcuffed Charlene. She was still in shock from the earlier incident, so she struggled with


    all her might when she was caught in this unexpected situation.¡± What are you doing! Don¡¯t touch me!¡±


    Madam Brighthall stepped forward to shield Charlene. ¡°Hold on! What¡¯s going on?


    This is my daughter-inw and she¡¯s a lovely woman. She wouldn¡¯tmit a crime, so this must be a


    misunderstanding!¡±


    ¡°Was the hit-and-run that happened a year ago a misunderstanding too? It¡¯s rted to her, right?¡± the


    police officer said coldly. ¡°Charlene McKinney, you¡¯ve been served with evidence. Deirdre revealed at


    the police station that you are the culprit behind the hit-and-run that happened a year ago, and we¡¯re


    taking you to the station for a proper investigation.¡±


    The blood drained from Charlene¡¯s face. Brendan was extremely astonished as well.¡¯ Deirdre has lost


    her mind for real!¡¯


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    ¡°Also¡­¡± The police officer continued. ¡°Mr. Brendan Brighthall, you¡¯ve been reported for two serious


    crimes: concealing a murder and killing Deirdre¡¯s mother, Ophelia McKinnon, intentionally. We will be


    monitoring the hospital closely and taking you into custody for interrogation when you recover.¡±


    The police left in a rush, leaving two police officers to guard the door.


    The situation was already a chaotic mess.


    Madam Brighthall¡¯s entire body was shaking. ¡°Deirdre reported these crimes? Not only is she trying to


    get Charlene in trouble, but she wants to put you in harm¡¯s way as well! She messes up everything, yet


    you¡¯re still trying to protect her!¡±


    Brendan shut his eyes in fatigue.


    He had not expected the extent of Deirdre¡¯s fearlessness and courage.


    It seemed that she was willing to go all out and take everybody else with her. However, she was


    completely unaware of the fact that her actions would only cause him mild trouble and she would be


    putting herself in great danger.


    ¡°I¡¯ll handle everything and make sure that Charlene is fine.¡±


    Madam Brighthall¡¯s face turned green from anger. She had a weak heart and she only recovered after


    a long time. She said, ¡°Charlene will be fine, but it¡¯s apparent that Deirdre is trying to give everyone a


    hard time! She hates you and everybody else, yet you still want to save her? You¡¯re still trying to keep


    her next to you? Are you just going to keep a toxic person like her, who will rebel at any moment,


    around?¡±

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    Chapter 281 She¡¯s Going to Die


    Brendan kept quiet for a long time before he answered, ¡°This is thest time, I promise.¡±


    Madam Brighthall refused to believe his promise. She left, mming the door, ready to rush over to the


    police station.


    Brendan and Sam were left in the room.


    It was apparent that Sam had not expected that the situation would progress to this extent. He asked in


    an exploratory manner, ¡°So what should we do now, Mr. Brighthall?¡±


    ¡°Head to the police station and figure out a way for me to speak with Deirdre.¡±


    Sam nodded. He turned around to head out when Brendan called out to him. ¡°Also, please help me


    look into Ophelia¡¯s incident one year ago. Find out what happened after her house was taken back.¡±


    ¡°Sure.¡±


    Charlene had just arrived at the police station with thewyer when Madam Brighthall followed her. At


    the same time, Deirdre was brought in.


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    There was no telling if it was due to the three tormenting days in the holding cell or because she had


    not met her in a long time, but her appearance had changed.


    One could definitely describe her body as skin and bones, and an ordinary piece of clothing would fit


    her body very loosely and look empty, just like her still eyes contained no emotion.


    Madam Brighthall felt her heart wrench in a tinge of pain at the sight of Deirdre. She could not figure


    out why she would feel this way, as she knew that she loathed the woman.


    She loathed Deirdre for almost killing her son and hated her for turning her initially perfect family into a


    chaotic mess.


    ¡°Madam Brighthall, take a seat and have a cup of coffee. Don¡¯t worry, we¡¯re only going to ask a few


    simple questions. If Ms. McKinney is innocent, we will put an end to this today.¡±


    Madam Brighthall knew that Brendan would handle the matter concisely and efficiently, so she waited


    aside patiently. Thewyer interacted with the police officer, and during the conversation, Deirdre


    suddenly lost her temper and said, ¡°What do you mean there¡¯s no evidence? I¡¯m not Charlene


    McKinney, but she is. Isn¡¯t that evidence?¡±


    Thewyer was unbothered. ¡°One can change their name, and a name doesn¡¯t mean anything.


    Besides, Ms. McKinney has an alibi. She wasn¡¯t in Neve on the day of the ident, so how was she


    involved in the hit-and-run? On the other hand, do you know that defamation and false information are


    also crimes?¡± ¨C


    ¡°What are you talking about?¡± Deirdre was already in a frantic state after waiting for two days, only to


    receive this oue. In addition, her mind was unstable, so she charged toward thewyer.


    She had only taken a few steps before she was pinned against the table.


    She was skinny, and the people restraining her were strong. The intense pain of the restraints made


    her convulse and gag constantly.


    Madam Brighthall could not bear to watch anymore. She was about to speak when Charlene blocked


    her view. ¡°Mother, I¡¯m sorry for making you worry. Fortunately, thewyer is very experienced, so I can


    leave now. As for Ms. McKinnon, she tried to drag everyone down with her apart from attempting to kill


    Brendan. She has gone too far, and we shouldn¡¯t feel any pity for her.¡±


    ¡°You¡¯re right. A woman like her deserves to be punished so she can learn to behave herself.¡± Madam


    Brighthall was still frowning deeply despite her remark. She felt very uneasy in her heart but she


    convinced herself not to feel pity as soon as she remembered the things that Deirdre had done.


    ¡°Let¡¯s go.¡±


    Both of them left, and Sam rushed into the police station soon. He hastily ran over to shove away the


    people pinning Deirdre against the table when he saw Deirdre pinned on the table on her belly. ¡°What


    are you doing? She¡¯s going to die if you use so much strength on her!¡±


    Sam was furious. Those people immediately loosened their grip, looking displeased. ¡°She isn¡¯t


    emotionally stable. If we hadn¡¯t pinned her down properly, she would have gone ahead and beaten up


    thewyer. Then, she would have been charged with one more crime.¡±


    The person speaking was right. However, Sam felt his heart wrench in pain and he was worried sick at


    the sight of Deirdre¡¯s ghastly face and the way she was suffocating from the pain.

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    Chapter 282 Die on This Hill


    Deirdre managed to regain some semnce ofposure, but her bloodshot eyes were still as


    bellicose as a pair of daggers pointing in the direction of thewyer and the police. ¡°Why¡­ did¡­ you


    people¡­ lie?! Why did you lie?! You told me you¡¯d help me build a case!!!¡±


    Her usation pushed the captain¡¯s buttons. ¡°You don¡¯t build a case without solid evidence, ma¡¯am.


    And you¡¯ve got none of that! Did you really think you could decide if a year-old case was murder just


    because you said so? Gimme a break!¡±


    ¡°Enough, please¡­¡± Sam exhaled, his hands still pinning her shoulders. This could not continue-he just


    knew it. Gritting his teeth, he said forcefully, ¡°You have to end this right now, Miss McKinnon! You have


    to drop all your charges against Mr. Brighthall and just¡­ leave the rest to him, okay? That way, you will


    leave this station in one piece by the end of the day!¡±


    ¡°Drop the charges?¡± Deirdre¡¯s hollow eyes were somehow made alive by the grotesque force of hate


    and resentment in them. ¡°So it doesn¡¯t f*cking matter if I was incarcerated onpletely false


    evidence! It doesn¡¯t f*cking matter if he caused my mother¡¯s death! All of these things can just¡­ be


    forgotten and buried away in your opinion! No wonder Brendan pats your head like a cur, Sam! No. You


    pass my message to him: He can shove his proposal up his *ss! I¡¯d rather be incarcerated again if it


    means I can use him in court for the rest of my life!¡±


    A sharp pang erupted from his chest. It felt as if his heart was breaking. ¡°Miss McKinnon-¡±


    ¡°Take me away,¡± she coldly told the cop next to her. Her footsteps bounced off the hall, sounding heavy


    and determined.


    Since the moment she had admitted to homicide, Deirdre had long abandoned any hope of leaving the


    station unscathed. If she could not destroy Brendan, then by God, she would do whatever it took to at


    least liberate herself from his control.


    ¡°W-What the hell?!¡±


    Brendan¡¯s vision went ck for a second. His chest undted, his fury heaving in and out of him while


    his injury protested in pain. ¡°She refused my help?! She wants to keep fighting?!¡±


    ¡°Correct.¡± Sam lowered his eyelids. He was standing outside the station, his body shivering at the


    mercy of the nipping gale. Their rtionship had been improving and stabilizing up to this point-until,


    suddenly, everything had gone to hell. ¡°Miss McKinnon refused to talk to me and would rather get the


    cop to take her away. I couldn¡¯t even ask her to agree to a talk between the two of you.¡±


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    Brendan closed his eyes, feeling weary. Fatigue was etched onto his very features. He balled his fists.


    Deirdre¡­ had basically smashed the negotiating table to pieces to avoid giving him a chance. That


    maddening woman had decided to die on this hill!


    His eyes opened. A sh of conflict flitted past them as he exhaled. ¡°Understood.¡±


    He needed to see her. To¡­ talk to her..


    It was such a deceptively simple desire. So many things were going against him, and his injury was so


    severe that he had been banned from moving around at all, let alone driving to the station to talk to her.


    He pressed his hand against his chest. He had never in his life wished he could recover immediately.


    Being confined to the infirmary was a kind of torment he had never experienced before, and to his


    dismay, not even hispany¡¯s influence could secure even the smallest of leeways for him.


    Brendan lost count of the days it took for his injury to finally heal up well enough, but he instantly made


    his way to the police station when it did. His injury punished him for his eagerness, as it felt as though


    he had cut a new gash on his old wound with a knife whenever he moved. His bandage was drenched


    in wet blood.


    All color had left his face, but the only thing on his mind was the woman detained there.


    She had suffered too. She was ridiculously emaciated, and her uniform, while tailored for the average.


    woman, almost seemed to billow at even the slightest breeze. Her face was sallow and frail, her hair


    was disheveled and uncared for, and her eyes were surrounded by harrowing dark rings. As she sat


    across from him, Brendan was aghast by the way he barely recognized Deirdre.


    It took his superhuman will to fight the urge to break the window and ferry her away.


    ¡°Deirdre, are you out of your damn mind?! Do you even know what this means?!¡± Brendan snarled. His


    teeth clenched as the wound he desperately tried to hide behind his hand began to bleed anew. ¡°By


    admitting to manughter, you¡¯ve doomed yourself to imprisonment even if I don¡¯t want to pursue any


    charges against you!¡±

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    Chapter 283 Let¡¯s Pretend None of This Happened, Okay?


    Deirdre remained still as a statue until his yell stirred her. She raised her head and stared at him with


    what had once been lively, blithe eyes but were now soulless and dpidated, like two broken mirrors


    found buried in a casket. Her surface calmness belied intense hate.


    ¡°I don¡¯t care.¡± Her voice cracked and croaked, as her throat had fallen into disuse since she had


    stopped talking. Her words vaguely resembled a vitriolic jab. ¡°Do you really think I give a damn,


    Brendan? It¡¯s just incarceration. It¡¯s not even my first rodeo, can you believe that? Been there, done


    that, I¡¯m used to it. I can live in prison again, but you¡­. You¡¯re not getting away with this. I won¡¯t let


    you!¡±


    A deluge of hate broke out of her eyes like a dagger going through Brendan¡¯s chest.


    ¡°How could you destroy yourself like this, Deirdre?! Because of revenge? What about your dreams?


    Your future-¡±


    ¡°My future is already in ruins!¡± She howled, eyes forward, tears pouring out. ¡°And you caused it!¡±


    Did his cheeks not burn in shame when he brought up her dreams and future? She was talented.


    Musically gifted! Even if ying for arge crowd in grand halls was beyond her, she could have been


    good enough to work as a music tutor at an academy. She could have lived with her mother just like


    that, happy and


    content.


    But he had taken everything from her. Her eyes, and then her mother, the only family she had! And


    now, the same bastard who had ruined her life had the audacity to wax poetic about her future?!


    ¡°C-Calm down, D-Deirdre¡­¡± Brendan pressed his palm against his abdomen hard and took a deep


    breath. He ttened his lips in effort until they turned pale. ¡°C-Calm down and t-think. You don¡¯t have


    hard evidence to prove your usations. You don¡¯t have the wealth to fight the Brighthall family. There


    are only two ways out of this r-right now, and that¡¯s incarceration¡­ or working with me. We can settle


    this in private. It¡¯ll be like¡­ l-like nothing ever happened.¡±


    ¡°Like nothing ever happened?!¡± Deirdre¡¯s eyes turned blood-red. Tears were welling up in them. ¡°My


    mom is dead, Brendan. And you¡¯re asking me to pretend that didn¡¯t happen?!¡±


    ¡°I-I was just as surprised to hear about her death! She was already unstable back then. It didn¡¯t matter


    how much I tried to prevent it! I didn¡¯t expect her to jump from the third floor-¡±


    ¡°So you chose to deceive me and get some f*cking stranger to impersonate her!!!¡± Deirdre shrieked in


    hysterical rage. She sobbed, her sickly frame quivering with spasms. ¡°Why would she even kill herself if


    you hadn¡¯t forced me to go to jail back then, Brendan?! You don¡¯t understand-you¡¯ll never understand.


    Because you¡¯re a privileged piece of sh*t living in luxury and wealth since you were f*cking born! You¡¯ll


    never understand the anguish of realizing you¡¯ve been deceived all along, that your only family died in


    agony while you were blissfully duped! You should f*cking go to hell!¡±


    Brendan closed his eyes as a wave of vertigo assaulted him. He opened them again. ¡°You love me, do


    you?¡±


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    Deirdre froze. Tears seemed to have crystallized on her cheeks.


    ¡°If you can forgive me¡­ If you can be with me again, then it will mean I still mean a lot to you. I know


    that Ophelia¡¯s death was a hard blow to your life, but you can¡¯t b-bring back the dead, Deirdre. All we


    can do is look ahead and soldier on¡­ And I¡¯ll be good to you, I promise. You can be Mrs. Brighthall


    forever.


    ¡°Just¡­ Let us pretend none of this happened, okay?¡±


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    Deirdre¡¯s eyes widened.


    She could not believe the crap entering her ears.


    What. The. F-


    It was like a bomb had detonated inside her head. Her chest felt mangled, and the pain was


    unbearable. She clenched her teeth.


    She grabbed the chair next to her.


    She then swung it forward, where Brendan would have been.


    He jerked back, and the chair crashed onto the window between them. A crack formed.


    He stared at its jagged scar, his eyes quivering. He would have been in big trouble if this ss had not


    existed.


    A sharp, hot jolt of pain screamed from his abdomen, He looked down and realized his own blood had


    stained his palm vermillion. Apparently, his knee-jerk reaction to Deirdre¡¯s sudden burst of violence had


    torn his wound asunder.


    The cops watching them came next. They barged into the cell and pinned Deirdre to the table.

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    Chapter 284 You¡¯re A Cutthroat


    Deirdre was writhing despite their hold as she whimpered unintelligibly. Brendan realized what was


    going on with her and picked up the phone, his pain forgotten as he yelled, ¡°Stop! You¡¯re hurting her!¡±


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    The cops met his eyes and loosened their grip, causing Deirdre to fall forward on the floor. Her eyes


    were unfocused, as though the sheer magnitude of her sorrow had made it impossible to pay any


    attention.¡± You¡¯re a cutthroat, Brendan. You¡¯re so good at it, aren¡¯t you?¡± she croaked tearfully.


    He had treated her love for him as an invitation to use and abuse her. Then, even after all the sins he


    hadmitted, he had squawked about pretending none of this had happened. It was all¡­ for nothing.


    He had always been openly disdainful of her love back then. As it turned out, he was still spitting on it


    right now.


    No one abused others quite like Brendan. No one.


    Deirdre¡¯s heart had turned cold. No, it was broken-shattered and trampled by the b*stard yelling into


    the phone behind the window. Her face had turned expressionless.


    She ignored what sounded like Brendan¡¯s incessant shouts on the phone and felt along the wall. Then,


    trembling, she made her way out of the cell.


    Brendan sank into his chair, his face as white as a sheet. It was the cop beside him who noticed his


    state and called an ambnce.


    By the time Madame Brighthall heard the news, Brendan had just gotten a blood transfusion. She


    trained a shaking finger on the sickly man, bellowing, ¡°Have you lost your mind?! That vixen plotted to


    imprison you-she wants you dead! But what did you do after you finally recovered from your injury


    slightly? You went to see her again! Do you have a death wish, huh? What kind of son did I even bring


    into this world?!¡± Brendan shut his eyes. His lips were pale.


    Charlene watched him from the side with her hands clenched into fists. She had never imagined


    Brendan would care so much about that b*tch one day that he would willingly endure agony or the


    possibility of death to see her!


    Before she could chime in, Madame Brighthall erupted again. ¡°While you mulishly insist on making this


    whole incident go away, that vixen insists on destroying you and Lena! That¡¯s it! I forbid you to get


    involved in this entire ordeal! We havewyers for this sort of drama, and Lord knows she¡¯s definitely


    getting incarcerated for the res-¡±


    ¡°No!¡± Brendan suddenly yelled, bing active again. His voice came out as a whisper more than a


    shout, but his eyes revealed an almost monkish conviction. ¡°She¡¯s not going to be incarcerated-not on


    my watch!¡±


    Madame Brighthall was incredulous. ¡°You idiot! You¡¯re still trying to protect her?!¡±


    Charlene could not stop herself any longer. ¡°Bren, wake up! Your injury isn¡¯t the issue right now-it¡¯s


    Miss McKinnon! She¡¯s the one who¡¯s spitting on our goodwill to settle things outside of court! She¡¯s the


    one who insists on dragging us through hell with her! Why is it such a bad idea to send her to prison for


    a few months? The reality of imprisonment will calm her down, and then we could bail her out again!¡±


    Brendan¡¯s expression darkened. Bile rose in his throat, but he suppressed it. His eyes zeroed in on


    Charlene¡¯s face, but there was nothing on his pale face but indifference. ¡°I don¡¯t me Mom for not


    understanding, but you too, Charlene? What¡¯s your excuse? She went to jail back then because of you!


    She lost her eyes while she was in there! But you¡­. you never showed even a modicum of regret for


    your part in this. Your conscience is so unhurt that you¡¯re okay with sending her to prison again! What


    else do


    you want to ruin her?¡±


    Charlene¡¯s face turned white. Madame Brighthall looked troubled too, but she steeled herself and


    argued, ¡°Don¡¯t take your steam out on Lena, Bren! She saved your life!¡±


    ¡°Yes. She saved my life.¡± Brendan clenched his hands into fists, his eyes hopeless and dested. ¡°And


    I destroyed Deirdre¡¯s.¡±


    He remembered how broken Deirdre had been. The murderous intent in her eyes had felt like being


    stabbed by a twisting knife. He closed his eyes, feeling fatigued, and murmured, ¡°She¡¯s not going to jail


    again. Period. I¡¯ll work hard to talk her out of it, so leave this issue alone¡­ both of you.¡±


    It was not true. For the rest of the week, Brendan had been denied an audience with Deirdre


    completely. Knowing he could not force a meeting, he sought Sam¡¯s help.


    ¡°You go.¡±

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    Chapter 285 The Thought of Being With Him Makes Me Retch


    Brendan was strapped for choices. This was the only one he had left. ¡°You¡¯re the one who kept her


    company for the longest time. She would at least grant you the chance to talk to her, I just know it. So


    please tell her¡­ That if she keeps this up, none of us will be able to save her from imprisonment.¡±


    One more day of Deirdre staying in that cell was one more day of him losing sleep. He could not bear


    it.


    It was as Brendan had predicted. She allowed Sam to meet her.


    She was a blind woman who had discarded any care for personal grooming. By the time Sam saw her,


    her disheveled hair and dirty clothes painted the picture of a mad woman abandoned in an asylum.


    Sam¡¯s chest hurt.


    He picked up the phone, took a deep breath, and began to speak. ¡°Miss McKinnon? Please¡­ Let¡¯s


    stop this, alright? Of all people, you should know fully well how this might end if you hold on like this.


    The only result you¡¯ll get is incarceration. And for what?¡±


    Deirdre stared through the window nonchntly. ¡°If you came here just to talk me into backing down,


    then goodbye.¡±


    She rose.


    With a pang, Sam suddenly blurted out, ¡°I¡¯m sorry!¡±


    She stiffened.


    He balled his hands into fists, his heart tortured by guilt. ¡°I knew she was fake too, and yet I said


    nothing.. There were so many times-so many chances to tell you the truth, and I said nothing! I


    betrayed your trust ¡­and I¡¯m so sorry!¡±


    ¡°But I¡¯ve never med you for any of this, Sam,¡± Deirdre replied evenly. She was so cid, one might


    wonder if she was just an animated corpse. ¡°You were just carrying out orders, weren¡¯t you? You had


    no reason to go against Brendan for my sake. You shouldn¡¯t have done that. So, no. You don¡¯t have to


    apologize. I¡¯m not an unreasonable woman.¡±


    Her answer only made Sam suffocate.


    The police officer on duty told her the time was up. Deirdre turned to the phone and finished her


    thought.¡± Brendan sent you to talk me into standing down, didn¡¯t he? Then pass my message to him: I


    know nothing wille out of this fight. I know it is a hopeless, fruitless cause. But I¡¯d rather die in


    prison than die in his prison. He disgusts me. Breathing the same air with him makes me retch. I¡¯d


    rather be in jail.¡±


    She spun on her heel and walked away.


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    Sam returned to Brendan and ryed all of her messages but thest part. He looked down, looking


    clearly perturbed. Sharp-eyed as ever, Brendan demanded, ¡°What? Are you hiding something from


    me?¡± Sam obliged and, with marked difficulty, repeated Deirdre¡¯s words.


    Brendan covered his eyes with the back of his hand. His lips were trembling. ¡°So that¡¯s what she said,


    huh? She¡¯d rather go to prison than be with me. She¡¯d rather suffer than see me again?¡±


    Sam said nothing.


    Brendan clenched his fists tightly. God, his heart was wringing in pain. It felt worse than the pain of the


    knife sinking into his abdomen.This belongs to N?velDrama.Org: ?.


    How could this be? Deirdre did not use to be like this!


    She had loved him. Unconditionally, sacrificially. She would have thrown away her dignity for him. He


    used to leave her as soon as he was done screwing her, and she used to fight back tears and


    disappointment just so she could smile and bid him goodbye.


    Once, he had been particrly inebriated. It had brought out the worst in him. He had known he was


    venting on Deirdre and yet he had kept shouting Charlene¡¯s name like a man possessed.


    And what had she done?


    She had forced her tears back. Her lips had been quivering as she¡¯d said, ¡°I know you think I¡¯m a fool,


    Brendan. But I really, really wanna be with you. Forever.¡±


    That was what she had said back then. But now?


    She hated him; he disgusted her. She would rather go to prison if it meant she could keep him away!


    Brendan was hyperventting. It would have hurt less if someone had yanked out his heart right there


    and then. Something was missing from him now-something important.


    It was her smile.


    It was her helpless, downcast eyes.


    It was her.


    And no part of her was ever going to reappear in his life, was it?

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    Fear and regret ravaged his mind. He suddenly felt faint.


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    Sam was still with him when he finally recovered hisposure. He feigned some semnce of


    calmness and dered, ¡°No, we just have to wait a little longer. I¡¯ll talk to her again!¡±


    He would not let her leave him. Never!


    Fate had different designs than his, however. Before he had recupared enough to talk to Deirdre, the


    police came to him and informed him that she had backed down.


    She had finally agreed to settle this privately.


    Brendan was ted. The police hade to ask him if she ¡°had shown homicidal intent¡±, and naturally,


    Brendan denied it. He expressed no intent to pursue a criminal charge against her either, and so the


    case. was settled.


    He could not wait to get out of bed as soon as the police left. rmed, Sam rushed to stop him. ¡°Mr.


    Brighthall, sir, stay back! We can¡¯t let your injury break open again!¡±


    Brendan was just too fitful. His emotions were in chaos. Gripping Sam¡¯s hand tightly, he ordered,


    ¡°Escort her back from the station!¡±


    Sam froze. Then, he nodded.


    Who would have known Deirdre-who seemed to have dug her heels and decided to die on that hill-


    would finally agree to settle this privately? It did not take Brendan long to begin thinking and wondering


    if Deirdre had finallye to understand his point of view. Maybe she had finally decided to hear his


    exnation. She had finally decided to let this go.


    If this were true¡­


    God, this would be the best thing that had ever happened to him.


    Brendany on his back. He was so tired that the world looked purplish and filled with ck spots.


    However, sleep evaded him, so he waited patiently for her return.


    Then, he received a call from Sam. ¡°Mr. Brighthall?¡±


    His voice was low. Forebodingly low.


    Brendan frowned. ¡°What? Where¡¯s Deirdre? Bring her to the hospital already!¡±


    Sam was quiet for a second. ¡°She¡¯s¡­ gone, sir. After the police freed her, she went into a car and left.¡±


    Gone?


    Brendan¡¯s breath went down his throat as though he had swallowed a dagger. His blood was boiling


    out of panic. ¡°But she has no friends or family! She cannot have gone far!¡± he shouted frantically. ¡°Look


    for her at once!¡±


    Sam hung up the call to begin his search, leaving Brendan alone with his empty, feckless mind. So


    Deirdre had gotten a ride and left as soon as she had been freed. So she had not stood down because


    she had finally understood Brendan¡¯s angle but because that would grant her the opening to leave him


    once and


    for all.


    Was that it?!


    Brendan shook and breathed hard. The pain in his abdomen worsened, reminding him of the moment


    when she had stuck a knife into him.


    She hated his guts! She loathed himpletely! How could she possibly even care to mend the


    bridges between them?!


    Brendan felt the world turn dark. He tumbled from his bed and struggled to get up. He felt the


    doorknob, twisted it, and bolted out of his sick room. He had to find her. He had to find her. She would


    not leave him. She would not.


    ¡®You hate me, right? You hate me, Deirdre! Soe back to me and finish the job! Come back!¡±


    ¡°M-Mr. Brighthall! You can¡¯t get out of bed!¡± An rmed nurse bolted toward him. ¡°Your wound has


    finally been patched up a little, Mr. Brighthall, but it won¡¯t stay that way if you start straining yourself like


    this!¡± ¡°Get out of the way!¡± he snarled, shoving the nurse¡¯s arm away and marching forward. Before he


    managed to reach the entrance, his phone rang.


    He did not need to look at the screen to know it was Sam. ¡°Did you find her?¡±


    The person on the other side of the line sounded strange and unfamiliar. ¡°Mr. Brighthall? We¡¯re from


    the Neve City Police Department. You must have already been notified about Miss McKinnon¡¯s release


    from the station. Since you¡¯re both the victim and her legal husband, we¡¯re obligated byw to inform


    you that the car Miss McKinnon boarded shortly after her release has gotten into an ident. It


    skidded off the road at the Southern Bridge area, broke through the fence, and fell into the sea. Her


    current fate is


    unknown.¡±


    Brendan¡¯s face turned ashen.


    As he reeled in shock, he yelled, eyes bloodshot, ¡°What do you mean?!¡±


    ¡°It means we haven¡¯t managed to recover the vehicle yet, Mr. Brighthall. However, given how cold the


    days have been, even if we manage to rescue her, she might already be-¡±

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    Chapter 287 He Had Gotten Used to Her


    ¡°Shut up!¡± Brendan bellowed with all his might. His wound vibrated with his growl, making him cry out at


    the sharp pain in tandem.


    His vision blurred. His knees buckled.


    Her car had fallen into the sea? She had died?


    Impossible! That was insane! She had been so alive yesterday when she had cursed his name, made


    how much he disgusted her in, and screamed about avenging her mother! She had been so alive


    when she¡¯d wished he was dead! And now¡­ her fate was suddenly uncertain?


    Brendan¡¯s vision turned ck and he toppled.


    A nurse screamed nearby.


    Before his consciousness faded out, he muttered, ¡°Deirdre¡­ Deirdre¡­¡±


    He had a dream.


    In the first few days after Deirdre¡¯s incarceration, Brendan had been surprisingly unustomed to her


    absence. As soon as he¡¯d return to the house, he would instinctively call out, ¡°Deirdre, make me some


    mushroom soup!¡±


    He would then stop himself, and the newly-hired cook would smile nervously. ¡°Wow, Mr. Brighthall. This


    Deirdre girl must mean a lot to you, huh? But she¡¯s been away for a while now, sir, so I¡¯ll make you


    mushroom soup. I¡¯m not half-bad at it either¡­¡±


    Even after her imprisonment, he had realized her shadow still lingered in his head.


    At midnight, after finishing up a particrly heady load of work, his head would hurt. He would go to her


    room unthinkingly and order, ¡°Deirdre, I need a head massage.¡±


    The shadows in her unlit room would re back at him and his frown.


    Brendan had told himself it was just a force of habit. For two years of marriage, Deirdre¡¯s presence had


    littered all over his life. She was just a part of his days, and nobody could be reasonably expected to


    change their habits at the drop of a hat.


    He had simply gotten used to her, he had told himself. Once he got used to her absence, he would


    forget who Deirdre McKinnon ever was.


    And yet, as the days had passed, he had realized he missed her.


    He missed how understanding she was. How docile and obedient she was. How perceptive she was.


    How well she was at reading the room-


    At reading him. She was like a telepath tuned only to him. Only she knew what to say or do based on


    his mood.


    Then, when Deirdre had gone missing, he had believed she woulde back sooner orter. She¡¯d


    had his child, after all.


    And she loved him. He could always bank on that¡­


    There was a blur. Then, suddenly, a woman¡¯s face-crazed and twisted in hysteria-emerged from the


    fog.


    ¡°You disgust me, Brendan! You f*cking disgust me! I wish I could peel off every part of my flesh that has


    ever been marked by you! I wish you could just f*cking die already! Die, die, die!¡±


    She had a knife in her hand, and yet, she threw it away. She turned away from him and dove headfirst


    into. the roaring sea below.


    ¡°Deirdre-!¡±


    Brendan catapulted up from his bed, his eyes red. He felt a weight on his chest, suffocating him.


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    Charlene then burst into the room. ¡°Bren? Bren! Oh God, you¡¯re finally up! Damn it-can you stop being


    so reckless for a sec? Please?¡±


    Her eyes were puffy and red, and yet the only woman Brendan saw was Deirdre in his mind¡¯s eye.¡±


    Where¡¯s Deirdre?¡±


    Charlene froze. He ignored her and clutched the edge of his sheet tightly. ¡°And where¡¯s Sam?¡±


    More silence. Theck of an answer drove Brendan nuts. He struggled to climb out of bed until


    Charlene stopped him with all her might. Tears kept rolling down her cheeks as she pleaded with him.


    ¡°Bren, please calm down! Miss McKinnon is gone now, okay? You have to stop doing this to yourself¡­


    Or else¡­ Or else. I don¡¯t know what to do anymore!¡±


    ¡°Gone? Gone?!¡± Brendan¡¯s thoughts were as entangled as a cluster of knots, but his ck eyes were


    as sharp as the edge of a dagger. He frigidly swung Charlene¡¯s hand away from him. ¡°Has her body not


    been. found yet? No! How can you be sure that she¡¯s gone then? What proof do you have, huh? What


    if she freed herself from the car and swam to shore on her own?¡±


    Charlene¡¯s eyes were sore. She bit her lip. ¡°Sure, they haven¡¯t found her body yet! But it¡¯s the sea,


    Bren! It¡¯s the freakin¡¯ sea in this freakin¡¯ weather! How could anyone possibly survive a fall into the sea


    and then swim all the way to the shore?¡±


    Brendan closed his eyes. His eyshes were trembling. ¡°I want Sam. Now.¡±


    ¡°Sam is¡­ He¡¯s still looking for her¡­¡±


    Sam proved himself to be even more obstinate than Brendan was. He could not gain ess to the seal


    himself, so he took to scavenging the shoreline around the area. He hoped that Deirdre had managed


    to free herself from the car and swam to the surface before making it safely to the shore.

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    Chapter 288 Perhaps She Was Gone


    Even though the possibility was slim, Sam kept hoping.


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    Three days had passed, and Deirdre was yet to be found. Even the police had given up on the search.


    The only kin of Deirdre had passed away a year ago, and Brendan was her husband. Hence, the police


    went to get his signature to verify Deirdre¡¯s death.


    Brendan dropped the pen on the ground, unwilling to sign. ¡°It¡¯s impossible!¡±


    In an extremely firm tone of voice, Brendan stressed, ¡°How can we conclude that Deirdre is dead when


    her corpse has yet to be found? Perhaps she never boarded that car. It¡¯s a mistake made during the


    investigation!¡±


    The police officer looked at Brendan with sympathy and sighed. ¡°A policeman witnessed it, and it¡¯s


    been recorded by the surveince camera that Miss McKinnon was indeed in the car.¡±


    ¡°What about the journey? Did she not get out of the car?!¡± Brendan pursed his lip, and his eyes


    reddened.¡± I don¡¯t believe it. Unless I see her body, I won¡¯t sign!¡±


    He not only was unwilling to sign, but he also dragged his tired body and rushed to the Southern


    Bridge, where Deirdre had had her ident.


    There were still traces of a car being knocked out. As a cold gale blew, Brendan turned pale. Step by


    step, he walked toward the site. But while he was approaching, his legs went weak and he fell to the


    ground.


    So this was how Deirdre had fallen?


    He couldn¡¯t believe it. Clenching his fists, he rose to his feet again and walked toward the rockcking


    a guardrail.


    This was the scene Madame Brighthall saw when she rushed over, ignoring her illness. She went over


    to Brendan and grabbed him. ¡°Enough! Stop being insane! Was it possible for her to even survive when


    she fell from this ce?! If she is dead, she is dead. No one can be resurrected after death! Is it


    meaningful for you to refuse to ept such a fact?¡±


    ¡°She is not dead.¡± Brendan insisted, gnashing his teeth.


    Provided he didn¡¯t see her dead body himself, he would never believe that Deirdre had died.


    She must be hiding, ming and hating him. That was why she had used the ident as punishment


    for his deception.


    With determination, Brendan tightened his fists and took a deep breath. ¡°As long as I have not seen her


    corpse, she is not dead. She¡¯s just waiting for me to save her, I¡¯ll never give up!¡±


    Nevertheless, even when Brendan was discharged from the hospital, there still wasn¡¯t any news of


    Deirdre. Therefore, he hired professionals to conduct the salvage operation. Unfortunately, the depth of


    the sea aside, the cold weather obstructed the entire operation.


    Everyone advised Brendan to give up. However, for a week, he tried to search for Deirdre alone. He


    refused to go to thepany but spent time searching for her in the cold under the bridge from


    daybreak to midnight. He would go back freezing cold and spend his night on the sofa before returning


    to the bridge.


    As time went by, Brendan understood that perhaps Deirdre was gone.


    It might be a relief for her. After all, she hated him so much that she would rather go to jail than return


    to


    the mansion. Perhaps, the moment her car had been knocked out, she had been at peace.


    However, he failed to extricate himself from this agony. Looking at the piano in the living room


    reminded him of how excited she had been when she had received the gift half a month ago. She had


    been so excited that she had insisted on treating him to dinner with her first sry, even though he had


    refused multiple times.


    Why? Why was she gone in just the blink of an eye?


    Brendan was not good at drinking to numb emotional pain. Hence, he could only keep smoking until he


    received some news from Sam. It was, however, rted to another matter.


    ¡°Mr. Brighthall, it¡¯s about your request to investigate what happened before Ophelia¡¯s death¡­ I have a


    video here.¡±


    Sam handed Brendan the iPad. Brendan yed the video and saw Ophelia get beaten up and forced


    to eat slops.


    Brendan was furious. He couldn¡¯t imagine what would happen if Deirdre were to see it.

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    Chapter 289 Forced to Death by Him


    ¡°Who did it? When was it?¡±


    Sam narrowed his eyes. ¡°The day before Miss McKinnon was jailed. It was also the day you kicked


    Mrs. McKinnon out of the yard. After she was kicked out, a car came and took her to a mental hospital.


    The video was also released that day. Perhaps¡­ Miss McKinnon saw it¡­¡±


    Brendan¡¯s mind went nk. He suddenly recalled the phone call from Deirdre that day. For the first


    time, she had hysterically and desperately bawled that he was forcing her.


    At the time, he had reacted with a sneer. He had thought Deirdre was trying to gain his sympathy


    because he had just taken back everything he had given to her.


    She had eventually agreed to be jailed. And he had thought that she had been reluctant to part with the


    luxurious life. Instead, her mother had been suffering.


    She had done it willingly, and he had never forced her. However, he had never thought that someone


    else might be forcing her.


    At that moment, Brendan regretted it. As he thought of his condescending attitude and Deirdre¡¯s


    suppressed weeping, his heart ached.


    It was too painful¡­ Why would it be so painful¡­


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    He had never considered how much pain Deirdre had been in.


    Being forced into such a desperate situation by the person she had loved¡­ No wonder she had been


    so afraid that she had resisted when she had seen him again¡­


    Brendan pressed his fingers strongly against his palm, and it took him a long time to croak, ¡°Who did


    it?¡±


    ¡°Steven.¡±


    As soon as Sam answered, Brendan lost his mind. ¡°Why did he do this?¡±


    ¡°Perhaps he did it for you or Miss McKinney. After all, he knows you the best. He would take the


    initiative to do anything that is difficult for you to do.¡±


    As Sam replied, he clenched his fists.


    The more he had been in contact with Deirdre, the more he had felt that Deirdre¡¯s life had been


    miserable.


    Every single moment of the past few years, Deirdre had been living in imminent peril. No wonder she


    had been willing to die instead.


    Hurmans are not emotionless. Besides, she had not only lost the most important person in her life, but


    she¡¯d also had to confront her lover, who had hurt her unscrupulously. She would have certainly been


    frightened enough to run away.


    ¡°Deirdre¡­¡±


    As he called her name, darkness increasingly filled the edges of his vision, and he felt dizzy and


    nauseated. In fact, he had never been so furious before.


    It turned out that Deirdre had been gradually forced by him to death.


    Smashed the thing in his hand, he went to see Steven. As soon as Steven opened the door, Brendan


    immediately began to punch him.


    Each punch was so hard that it injured Steven. However, Steven seemed to understand and endured


    each


    punch without saying a word.


    The unhealed wound on his hand was hurting again, but Brendan ignored it. Instead, he grabbed


    Steven¡¯s cor and bellowed, ¡°Why! Who told you to do this? I warned you a long time ago not to take


    yourself too seriously. Do you know that you ruined her?¡±


    Steven almost blurted out who the real culprit was. However, he couldn¡¯t tell the truth because he was


    being ckmailed by the ruthless Charlene. He could only apologetically lower his head and confess.


    ¡°Sir, I am sorry.¡±


    ¡°You aren¡¯t qualified to call me sir!¡± Rage thrummed through Brendan, and as if all his energy suddenly


    drained out of him, he retreated miserably.


    Steven had done that mostly because of him.


    It was because he had treated Deirdre indifferently, just like he would treat a dog. He hadmanded


    Deirdre whenever he¡¯d felt like it. That was why Steven had been so dismissive and used the most


    disgusting tricks to deal with Deirdre.


    ¡°Get out! Get out of Neve and don¡¯t show up before me again. Otherwise, I¡¯m afraid that I might kill


    you!¡±


    Following that, Brendan staggered out of the room. Sam saw it and hurriedly stepped forward to help


    him. ¡°Mr. Brighthall, is your wound¡­¡±

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    Chapter 290 Fall in Love With Her


    ¡°I¡¯m fine.¡±


    In fact, Brendan hoped that the wound would never heal so that he would never forget that he used to


    ruthlessly ruin a person¡¯s life.


    Quivering, he closed his eyes for a while before he reopened them. ¡°Go back.¡±


    Sam drove him back to the mansion. However, a figure at the door attracted Brendan¡¯s attention as


    soon as he got out of the car.


    He was rather dizzy when he saw that blurry figure. He thought it was Deirdre, who hade to see


    him. He hurriedly took a few steps forward, only to see that Charlene was standing there.


    ¡°Bren!¡± Charlene went up to meet him while clenching her hands nervously. After receiving the news


    that Brendan was going to see Steven, she had been so worried that she had rushed there immediately


    without much thought.


    It seemed that Steven hadn¡¯t exposed her.


    For an instant, Brendan¡¯s eyes darkened. Although his face was no longer that frigid, he still didn¡¯t


    show any emotion. ¡°Why are you here? It¡¯s too cold. Go back.¡±


    ¡°If I don¡¯te again, I¡¯m afraid you¡¯ll fall just because of Deirdre¡­.¡± Charlene bit her lip.


    When Brendan heard the name, he felt sharp heartache.


    ¡°Bren, you haven¡¯t been to thepany in almost a week. Even though you can¡¯t ept Miss


    McKinnon¡¯s death, you can¡¯t let yourself be so decadent, can you? You are Brendan Brighthall! TheExclusive content from N?velDrama.Org.


    CEO of the Brighthall Group! You shouldn¡¯t disregard thepany for a woman!¡± Charlene yapped


    while grabbing Brendan¡¯s arm.


    ¡°Go back if you are here just to persuade me. I know very well when thepany needs me.¡± Brendan


    refused while trying to suppress the irritation caused by his splitting headache.


    ¡°But you can¡¯t go on like this! Miss McKinnon is gone. Even if you keep looking, she won¡¯te back


    to you!¡± screamed Charlene hysterically out of jealousy. Immediately, her eyes met Brendan¡¯s frigid


    gaze. The man¡¯s ck, empty eyes made Charlene¡¯s heart skip a beat. Then, she heard Brendan say,


    ¡°Even if she¡¯s gone, her corpse cannot disappear out of thin air. I just want Deirdre toe back, even


    if she¡¯s a corpse!¡±


    Charlene¡¯s eyes were red, and her lips quivered at his answer. ¡°Bren¡­ Why do you care so much


    about Miss McKinnon¡¯s death? Tell me¡­ Have you fallen in love with her?¡±


    As she shivered, the white vapor Charlene expelled dissipated, and her beautiful eyes were fixed on


    Brendan¡¯s face.


    She was expecting to find disgust on Brendan¡¯s face again and hear him almost instantaneously deny


    this. However, she only saw a calm face and didn¡¯t hear him admit or deny it.


    It was only after a while that Brendan said, ¡°You should go back now.¡±


    Charlene had an emotional breakdown. Tears welled up in her eyes and began to drop one after


    another.¡± Bren, did you fall in love with Miss McKinnon just because she got in an ident? Then what


    if I was the one who died? How I wish I had died instead so that you would not be in such agony¡­¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t say that! That¡¯s impossible!¡± Brendan¡¯s brows were tightly knitted. ¡°You will be fine.¡±


    ¡°But what about our rtionship?¡± Charlene cried, her eyes dull. ¡°Perhaps we aren¡¯t destined to be


    together. When we were about to get married, I had a car ident. When I woke up, Miss McKinnon


    had taken my position as your bride. She captured your heart. If I had never woken up, if I had died in


    that fire to save you, wouldn¡¯t it have been a kind of relief for you?¡± 1


    When Brendan heard her mention the fire, his expression changed. In any case, Charlene was his


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    Chapter 291 Cannot Ruin Charlene¡¯s Life Again


    Brendan wiped Charlene¡¯s tears with his fingertips, and his heart softened. While suppressing the


    complicated look in his eyes, he said, ¡°Don¡¯t think too much. I¡¯m happier that you could wake up.¡±


    ¡°Really?¡± Charlene bit her lower lip and asked, ¡°Do you still like me?¡±


    Brendan was stunned. He didn¡¯t know if it was because Deirdre¡¯s death had filled his mind, but he


    would have a heartache whenever he thought of her.


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    Frowning, he couldn¡¯t answer the question..


    While restraining her hatred toward Deirdre, Charlene didn¡¯t force Brendan to answer but changed the


    subject. ¡°About the promise you made to marry me back then, is it still valid? Ms. McKinnon has died,


    and your marriage has¡­ Bren, it¡¯s time for you to give me an answer.¡±


    As he looked at Charlene¡¯s expectant expression, his heart seemed tightened by something, and he


    could not breathe.


    However, he knew he should repay what was owed. He had ruined Deirdre¡¯s life and couldn¡¯t ruin


    Charlene¡¯s anymore.


    After the truck was driven for an unknown number of days and nights while Deirdre was hugging her


    knees, she finally felt the care to a halt. Following that, the door next to her was opened, and she


    heard the driver¡¯s voice. ¡°We¡¯ve arrived.¡±


    She staggered out of the truck. Her legs went weak as soon as she got out, and she fell to the ground.


    The driver didn¡¯t even think about helping her and just closed the door behind her.


    ¡°We¡¯ve got to Vige Alnwick. My mission to send you here has ended. From now onward, you¡¯ll have


    to go on your own.¡±


    Deirdre rose to her feet, brushed the dirt off her, and said, ¡°Thank you.¡±


    Hearing it, the driver took another nce at Deirdre again and couldn¡¯t help but say gently, ¡°Can you


    still remember the path back to your house? Even though you are blind, make sure you don¡¯t run into a


    ditch. and drown yourself.¡±


    ¡°Yes, I can.¡± Deirdre smiled. This vige was, after all, where she had lived for more than two decades.


    Only then did the driver let go of his worries. He threw a stick to Deirdre. ¡°This is for you to use as a


    blind stick. There is an alley ahead of you. Just go straight along the alley. There are houses. Well, I¡¯ll


    have to excuse myself now. Bye.¡±


    The truck was driven away. Holding the blind stick, Deirdre paced into the alley. She counted the doors


    on her right and knocked on the fourth door.


    After a while, the door opened, and a middle-aged woman came out. ¡°Who¡¯s it?¡±


    Deirdre wiped off the sweat from her face and greeted, ¡°Madam Russel.¡±


    Madam Russel was stunned because the voice sounded familiar.


    ¡°D-Deirdre?¡±


    Deirdre nodded. ¡°Yes, it¡¯s me.¡±


    Deirdre was taken to sit in the yard. Madam Russel hurriedly went to pour Deirdre a ss of water in


    the living room. She handed it to Deirdre, who took it and finished off with a gulp.


    Madam Russel was staring at Deirdre¡¯s face with sympathy as she asked, ¡°W-What happened to your


    face?¡±


    She couldn¡¯t help but feel pity for Deirdre, who used to be such a charming and beautiful girl.


    Deirdre replied in a calm tone, ¡°I can¡¯t recall it. I injured my face long ago, and it became like this.¡±


    ¡°What about your eyes?¡±


    ¡°Also the same.¡±


    Madam Russel sighed. ¡°How could such a good girl like you encounter such dangers? Your mother


    must be very distressed if she knew about it. By the way, where is your mother?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s hand holding the ss froze. ¡°She¡¯s dead.¡±


    ¡°My goodness!¡± Madam Russel hurriedly held Deirdre¡¯s hands. She didn¡¯t know what to say because


    she was uneducated. Even after some time, she was still at a loss for words. She eventually hugged


    Deirdre, patted her back, and promised, ¡°In that case, just stay here. You can stay here as long as you


    want. I¡¯m best at taking care of people, provided you don¡¯t mind.¡±


    Deirdre nodded while smiling, her tears overflowing.


    After taking a shower, Deirdre wore the dress Madam Russel had bought for her from the street. While


    she wasbing her hair, Madam Russel was staring at her back with sentiment.

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    Chapter 292 He Was Getting Engaged


    Deirdre was once a well-known beauty in the region. Many young men had been paying her attention,


    waiting for the opportunity to ask her hand in marriage as soon as she became an adult. However, who


    would have thought that¡­


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    Tears welled up in her eyes as Madam Russel thought of it. She turned on the TV and said, ¡°Deirdre,


    watch it a little while to relieve boredom while I take out dishes from the kitchen.¡±


    ¡°Okay.¡±


    Deirdre fumbled and sat on the sofa. Watching TV series was a good way to spend time. While she


    listened to the drama, shebed her hair.


    The entertainment news followed the TV series. The news presenter said, ¡°Mr. Brendan Brighthall, the


    CEO of the Brighthall Group, has recently announced that he will be engaged to Miss Charlize


    McKinley, with whom he has been in love for many years, on the evening of the 28th. For this reason,


    he booked thergest resort in Neve, the Oceanside Resort. It seems that he has found the love of his


    life. Let us wait for the wonderful evening on the 28th with blessings.¡±


    Madam Russel also heard the news when she brought in the soup. She said with surprise, ¡°The CEO


    of the Brighthall Group is getting married again? Hasn¡¯t his wife been in prison for two years?¡±


    Only then did Deirdre resumebing her hair. She replied, ¡°I don¡¯t know.¡±


    Madam Russel continued muttering, ¡°Charlize McKinley? Why does the name sound so familiar? Oh


    yes, it¡¯s quite simr to Mr. Brighthall¡¯s former wife, who¡¯s been jailed.¡±


    It was normal that Madam Russel had such a question because Charlize McKinley was Charlene


    McKinney¡¯s pseudonym.


    And they were getting engaged in such a short period because they thought Deirdre had ¡®died,¡¯ right?


    As such, her marriage with Brendan was no longer valid.


    Deirdre inexplicably recalled a man she had met the night she left the police station.


    He had told her that he was willing to help Deirdre escape, and she would never be found by Brendan


    as long as she listened to him.


    Deirdre refused at the beginning because it was difficult for her to trust a stranger. After all, she might


    be in danger if the man plotted against her.


    It was until the man made a call, and Madame Brighthall answered.


    Only then did she realize that it was Madame Brighthall who couldn¡¯t tolerate her presence. Madame


    Brighthall had instructed Deirdre to vanish from Brendan¡¯s world through a faked death.


    Madame Brighthall¡¯s demand didn¡¯t seem to disadvantage her. Hence, she had agreed.


    She had first acted out a scene of a car falling into the sea. In fact, Deirdre and the driver had jumped


    out of the car at the point where the surveince couldn¡¯t reach. Afterward, she had waited in the hotel


    for a few days before boarding apartment of arge truck to get to Alnwick.


    It seemed that the acting was very sessful, as Brendan and Charlene would soon get engaged.


    During the interview, the reporter peppered Brendan with questions but was ignored as usual. It was


    only Charlene who answered with her voice full of happiness.


    ¡°Deirdre? Deirdre?¡±


    Deirdre recovered to her senses and turned her face away. ¡°What are you thinking to the point you fell


    into a trance?¡± teased Madam Russel.


    ¡°Nothing. It¡¯s just the TV which is too noisy.¡±


    ¡°Alright, I¡¯ll switch it off then.¡± Madam Russel turned off the TV, stuffed a spoon and fork in Deirdre¡¯s


    hand, sat back in her seat, and asked, ¡°About your home¡¯s yard, tell me what do you want to do with


    it?¡±


    ¡°I want to renovate the yard, nt thevender that my mom likes, and erect a tombstone for her.¡± ¡°But


    you didn¡¯t even take Ophelia¡¯s ashes?¡± Madam Russel suggested, ¡°What about you tell me the location


    where her ashes are located? I will get Toby to take it back before hees back here.¡±


    Because they were with Brendan, Deirdre wouldn¡¯t dare to let Tobey get them. If Brendan were to


    be suspicious, she wouldn¡¯t be able to stay in the vige any longer.


    ¡°No worries, I¡¯ve buried them. Anyway, I believe that my mom will be with me wherever I go.¡±

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    Chapter 293 Why Can¡¯t I Let It Go?


    ¡°You¡¯re right!¡± Madam Russel said, nodding as hard as a bobblehead on a bumpy road. She scooped a


    portion of mashed potatoes and set it on Deirdre¡¯s te. ¡°Either way, you should eat more! Your body


    needs it, dear. Give me some time. I¡¯m gonna get a locksmith to break the lock to your courtyard in a


    few days.¡±


    ¡°Sure.¡±


    Everyone in Brendan Brighthall¡¯s proximity knew a new demon had possessed the man. He had been


    dedicating himself, headfirst, to his work, almost weing the deluge, and had been found spending


    the nights in his office.


    His assistant could not take it anymore. ¡°Mr. Brighthall? You¡¯ve finished reading your paperwork, right?


    Last I checked, there isn¡¯t anything important or urgent pending your attention, so maybe¡­ Maybe you


    should go home. Rest up for the day, okay?¡±


    She stopped shy of telling him why she thought it was necessary-the terrible blue-ck eyebags and


    his almost gaunt visage.


    Brendan propped his forehead with his palm. As soon as he stopped, fatigue washed over him like a


    shroud of ck fog threatening to blind him. He gave a small nod. ¡°Alright.¡±


    Still, he didn¡¯t nurse a single desire to go home. How could he, when home smelled like¡­ her? When


    his home was covered in traces of her, shadows of her, trails of her? He would be anxious


    whenever he started to close his eyes because he was scared he would dream of Deirdre.


    Nheless, the rational part of his mind knew that if he kept up his workaholic streak, he would fall


    sick soon enough.


    Brendan picked up his suit and appointed a driver for himself.


    He reached home. He saw people moving boxes out of the house across the court. Then, when he got


    out of the car, his eyes caught Deirdre¡¯s clothes sticking out of one of them.


    His blood boiled. He stormed forward, snatched the box away, and shot daggers at the poor young


    man.¡± Who the hell gave you the authority to touch my things!?¡±


    The man jerked. Charlene walked out of the living room just in time. ¡°Bren! What¡¯s wrong?¡±


    She espied the box in his hands and understood immediately. ¡°Oh, Bren,¡± she exined, feigning a few


    chuckles. ¡°We¡¯re about to be engaged, and I¡¯ll be moving in really soon, aren¡¯t I? So, I thought of


    tidying the ce up for the iing good news, you know? Ms. McKinnon has passed on, after all.


    We, the living, should let go too, especially since having the dead¡¯s stuff around can feel so¡­¡±


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    She faltered. Brendan¡¯s barely suppressed lividity made it impossible for her to continue. It took almost


    all of his strength not to let his fury spill out of him. ¡°Her room doesn¡¯t even concern you. More


    importantly, you¡¯re not even the mistress of the house yet! Shouldn¡¯t you notify me if you¡¯re nning to


    dabble in any of the house¡¯s affairs?¡±


    His anger was palpable. Charlene¡¯s mien turned pale. She was too familiar with his temperament-it was


    why it was imperative to remove everything about Deirdre from their lives. Out of sight, out of mind.


    She did not expect him to return in thete afternoon, though.


    ¡°I¡­ I didn¡¯t want you to break down in grief from seeing her things, Bren. So I took matters into my own


    hands. I worry that you might never be able to move on from Ms. McKinnon¡¯s passing if I don¡¯t do


    something-¡±


    ¡°And it¡¯s precisely why I don¡¯t appreciate you taking matters into your own hands.¡± Brendan snapped.


    He closed the lid of the box, his head splitting from a migraine. ¡°I remember telling you this already, and


    you better not do this again.¡±


    He went past her and climbed the stairs to Deirdre¡¯s old room. He took her clothes out of the box and


    hung them in her closet once more.


    Everything that belonged to her was still here, untouched and locked out of the loop. It almost felt like


    she was still alive, just away on some affairs before she could pack her things properly.


    The windows to her room had never been opened, so the ce still smelled like Deirdre¡¯s. Brendan


    moved his hand to his forehead, and his mind began to rey moments between them in this very


    room. From how guarded she was, to her gradualpliance, to, finally¡­ the crumbling of thest


    sign of wariness and the blossoming of a genuine smile on her face.


    He had foolishly believed that this was it. This would continue.


    His fingers trembled, and his hand made its way to his chest as he felt suffocated. His shortness of


    breath had robbed him of his thoughts. It hurt to stay in the room.


    He walked out and finally felt as though he could breathe again. He confounded himself. Why couldn¡¯t


    he seem to let go of her already?

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    Chapter 294 You Knew, Didn¡¯t You?!


    Sawyer had arrived. It was just the thing for Brendan to seize and regain his mental footing.


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    He descended the stairs. Seeing him, Sawyer passed him a booklet. ¡°Mr. Brighthall! This here catalogs


    all of the designs for Miss McKinney¡¯s engagement dress. The shop would like you to finalize your


    selections as soon as possible.¡±


    Brendan hummed and took it. ¡°Where is Sam these days?¡±


    Sawyer scratched the back of his head. ¡°He, uh, is still looking for her body. He said he wanted to find


    her so she could have a resting ce.¡±


    Brendan had not made it explicit, but even he had given up on the possibility of seeing Deirdre¡¯s body


    ever again. Sam¡¯s persistence surprised him into silence. After some time, he remarked, ¡°These are


    bitterly cold days, Sawyer. Tell him not to stay by the sea for that long in a day. I don¡¯t want him to


    compromise his health at such a young age.¡±


    ¡°I know, I know. I advised him against it so many times, but I don¡¯t think he listened. Still, he will


    probably take care of himself a little more if you¡¯re the one ordering him to.¡±


    Sawyer left. Brendan took the booklet and nced at the door to Charlene¡¯s room. A whileter, her


    voice finally escaped. ¡°Bren! I¡¯m in the middle of my shower. What¡¯s up?¡±


    Brendan turned the doorknob and entered her room, his eyes on the booklet. ¡°Sawyer came to pass


    you the catalog for the dresses. You need to start choosing as soon as possible.¡±


    ¡°Alright! Just ce it on my bed. I¡¯m gonna be done soon!¡±


    She sounded coy, almost flirtatious. She wanted Brendan to wait in her room, but the man had no ns


    to do that at all. He ced the booklet on her coffee table and decided to leave.


    Her phone suddenly buzzed on the table. Brendan¡¯s eyes floated to the lit-up screen-and his visage.


    turned frigid.


    Charlene came out of her shower as quickly as she could. Her rosy cheeks were framed by her matted


    hair, which coursed down to her naked body clothed in an untied sleep robe. She looked at the man


    waiting by her couch and felt her heart skipping in excitement.


    Finally! The chance she had been waiting for!


    She always believed that Deirdre meant so much to Brendan because she was the first woman he had


    ever been intimate with. It was only normal for her to upy a special spot in his mind! But once


    Brendan had a taste of her-once she brought the man to greater heights-Deirdre would be a


    nobody in no time. Charlene was sure of it!


    She hooked her finger with a strand of her matted hair, curling and uncurling it. Her eyes almost felt.


    vulpine. ¡°Bren¡­¡± she purred.


    Brendan set a phone down on the table with a nk and red at her.


    That expression was nippingly hostile. It might as well as serve as a loud ¡°no!¡±. It immediately took the


    sail out of Charlene¡¯s seduction, leaving the young woman to freeze in her tracks and look at the


    phone.


    It was hers.


    She became nervous. ¡°W-What?¡±


    Brendan¡¯s ck eyes zeroed in on her every expression. His gaze was so burning Charlene was


    starting to


    sweat.


    ¡°Why are you talking to Steven?¡± he asked.


    Charlene¡¯s face turned pale, and cold beads of sweat oozed out of her palms. How did he know? She


    had covered her tracks pretty well-calls, messages, the whole shebang-had been removed from any


    possible archive. Unless¡­


    Unless Steven sent her a message or something?


    Just the thought alone suffocated her. She could not make any reckless move that could possibly


    expose. her involvement before Brendan figured it out for sure.


    ¡°Oh, you mean between Mr. Young and me? Well, yes. We talk sometimes. He¡¯s always been very kind


    and nice to me when he was your personal assistant, so I thought I should at least wish him good luck


    after learning he¡¯s going to leave the city.¡±


    ¡°Really?¡±


    Charlene steeled her nerves against Brendan¡¯s usatory tone and forced a smile. ¡°What¡¯s wrong,


    Bren? I don¡¯t know what you¡¯re getting at here-¡±


    Brendan suddenly swept the booklet off the table, sending it flying to the floor. His scowl was as


    dangerous as a cavern full of icicles. ¡°Steven forced Deirdre into bing your legal scapegoat back


    then! You knew all about that, didn¡¯t you!?¡±

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    Chapter 295 He¡¯s the Executioner


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    Brendan did not wait for Charlene to form an excuse. He leaped to his feet in sheer rage. ¡°And you


    swept this under the carpet without telling me a single word of it! Through your silence, you agreed to


    have Deirdre sent to prison in your stead! Why? Because the one who would be protected with this act


    was you, wasn¡¯t it? F*cking hell! Charlene McKinney¡­ How do you even sleep at night!?¡±


    His veins were popping out of his skin, but worst of all, he called her by her full name, as though she


    was a stranger.


    Charlene panicked, reached out to him, and pleaded, ¡°No, I can exin!¡±


    Brendan swung her hand off him. He suddenly realized he did not know her


    Who was he looking at?


    anymore.


    How could she be so calcting and cruel? How could she even think the means justified the end?


    She was no longer that kind, innocent young woman who would throw her life away to save others


    anymore. Charlene¡¯s eyes were red. She was both terrified and panicking as she tugged on Brendan¡¯s


    sleeve and sobbed. ¡°P-Please don¡¯t hate me, Bren¡­ I didn¡¯t mean for it to happen. I was just scared! I


    was so scared of losing you, okay!?


    ¡°I had been unconscious for two years while Ms. McKinnon and you just¡­ Your marriage was going so


    strong that she was bearing your child! If I went to prison¡­ And Ms. McKinnon brought the kid to


    terms¡­. I¡¯m no longer relevant to your life, don¡¯t you get it!?


    ¡°I love you, Bren! I love you so much that I rushed into the fire, even when I could have died, to save


    you! You should know just how much you mean to me from that alone, Bren, so how could I possibly let


    anyone take you away from me?


    ¡°Besides, the gravest of my sin was my knowledge of it. But I didn¡¯t act for or against it, did I? I didn¡¯t


    hurt Deirdre myself, did I? Call me self-serving if it helps you, but just¡­ don¡¯t hate me! Bren!¡±


    Charlene lunged, throwing her arms around his waist and squeezing it tight. Tears kept rolling down her


    cheeks.


    Her antics were driving Brendan into a migraine. He clenched his fist and broke away from her


    unsolicited hug.


    She looked up at him, still tear-stricken, and muttered, ¡°Bren?¡±


    ¡°Our engagement is dyed.¡±


    ¡°Bren!¡±


    ¡°I hate being kept in the shadows, so you should count your blessings that I¡¯ve only decided to dy


    our engagement,¡± Brendan snarled, opening his eyes. They were still and unfathomable, like the


    surface of ake in an underground cavern. ¡°Of course, I don¡¯t me it on you either. I¡¯m the one at


    fault.¡±


    He was the one who insisted on using Deirdre. This whole thing resulted from his idea.


    In the end, he was the executioner.


    ¡°Bren¡­¡± Charlene shivered. Seeing the profound disappointment in his eyes, she suddenly felt more


    frightened than she had ever felt before. She knew she had disappointed him.


    ¡°I need time to myself. Don¡¯t follow me.¡±


    He moved toward the door.


    Brendan returned to his room and opened the window. The year¡¯s first snow had fallen, and a breeze.


    brought some of the flurries of white inside.


    In a daze, Brendan seemed to have returned to the first snow in their marriage.


    She was busy tending to the flowers in the yard even as the tip of her nose turned red due to the cold.


    He was holding his umbre over her head, startling her. She beamed at him and exined, ¡°I was just


    checking if the flowers are alright in this weather, so I¡¯ll be inside in a bit. You should head in first. The


    cold always gives you a headache, right?¡±


    ¡°Please. You¡¯re even more prone to being ill than I ever am. I¡¯ll get an actual headache if you turn up


    sick,¡± he replied, freeing his hand from the umbre to her before covering her small frame with his


    coat.


    Brendan was simply worried that if she caught a cold before their scheduled family get-together, she


    would spread it to his mother during their meal together. It was a simple, pragmatic calction, yet it


    was enough to color her eyes red. She cried,ughed, and hugged him.


    Her voice was thick with tears. Her voice was soft.


    ¡°Thank you, Bren! Thank you¡­¡±


    He found her reactionical. He threw her a little bone, which apparently was enough to move her to


    tears. She was so happy that she woke up early the next morning just to set some time into learning


    new recipes for him. The breakfast that morning wasrge enough to be called a feast.


    For all her effort, he ate only a few bites nomittally.


    Brendany on his bed and stared at the ceiling. Fatigue and dizziness crashed onto him and finally


    took. hold.

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    Chapter 296 There¡¯s No One Inside!


    Brendan woke up with both a sore throat and a body as heavy as lead. Jolts of chill and heat cycled


    through his veins, cluing him in on the possibility that he had a fever. Thest time he had been sick


    like this was about a year ago, and Brendan had a faint idea of where the medicine kit was.


    Deirdre had ced it in the cab near the headboard.


    He coughed and pulled the door to the cab open. Every medicine bottle had a post-it note with


    scribbles on the dosage and its expiration date. It was just who Deirdre was-she had always been very


    meticulous with whatever she undertook.


    Brendan tore the note away and felt his chest somehow get torn open.


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    A few days had passed with no sign of his sickness availing. Still, he went to work, battling his


    coughing fits and general sickness as he thumbed through paperwork. More days passed, and he was


    beginning to think his memories were fading into white noise.


    Then, suddenly, he received a call from Sam.


    ¡°Mr. Brighthall, we found the car!¡±


    He cast everything aside and drove to the Southern Bridge. Sam was talking to a group of people as


    they undressed in the bitter cold. They were about to dive, apparently.


    The wintry gale nipped at Brendan¡¯s temples, and his headache worsened. Panting, he approached


    them. and asked, ¡°How¡¯s it going?¡±


    ¡°We¡¯ve pinpointed the exact location of the vehicle, sir. This will be the second time these divers go


    down. They have their tools with them this time,¡± Sam exined. ¡°The goal is to break the windows


    and¡­. pull Miss McKinnon out of it.¡±


    Brendan felt the world blurring before his eyes for a second. ¡°I¡­ I see.¡±


    He thought his heart had grown numb, but it suddenly tightened. Every part of his chest was filled with


    little needlepoints of stinging pain because¡­ he was scared. He was terrified of seeing Deirdre¡¯s


    corpse lying sprawled before him.


    At the same time, part of him felt relieved. He was relieved to finally be able to bury Deirdre instead of


    leaving her spirit locked inside that sunken car at the bottom of the icy sea.


    The team began to put on their diving gear. ¡°The average body extraction agency has rejected our


    request, Mr. Brighthall,¡± Sam exined further. ¡°These divers were the only ones who would ept the


    job, though even assembling this team took a long while. No one wanted to take this on. It¡¯s cold this-


    month, and people don¡¯t want to get sick from the expedition. Also¡­ Most people simply shun jobs that


    involve the dead, sir.¡±


    Brendan understood their reasoning, so he replied, ¡°Once they are back on shore, tell them they are.


    getting $71,500 for their effort.¡±


    Sam nodded, then frowned. He finally got to inspect Brendan¡¯s face a little more closely and found his


    coloring rming. ¡°Mr. Brighthall, are you sick?¡±


    Brendan did not seem to mind. ¡°Been under the weather for a few days, but it¡¯s fine.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s cold out here. Maybe you should wait in the car. I¡¯ll inform you the moment they get back.¡±


    ¡°No,¡± Brendan said snippily, his refusal as instinctive as a knee-jerk movement. He pursed his lips and


    stared at the sea, as he could not bear to miss any image or moment. The location of the drowning


    vehicle was too far from the shoreline, though, and after so many weeks, it had sunk quite deeply to the


    seafloor.


    Time crawled forward. The team did not return for hours. As the expedition went on, Brendan felt his


    heartbeat racing.


    Anxiety and dread gnawed at those who waited by the shore. Then, finally, several silhouettes bobbed


    to the surface.


    The team rose to the shore, and yet only their tools were with them. Sam stepped forward and asked,


    What¡¯s wrong?¡±


    One of the divers wiped seawater away from his face. Even as he put his clothes on, he shivered. ¡°With


    all due respect, sir, is this a prank? There¡¯s no one inside!¡±


    ¡°What the hell-¡±


    ¡°What?!¡±


    Brendan had lurched forward, his hands clutching the man¡¯s cor. He narrowed his eyes and


    demanded indignantly, ¡°What do you mean?!¡±


    The diver stiffened. Sam had to step forward and assuaged him. ¡°That¡¯s Mr. Brighthall. It¡¯s okay.¡±


    The man¡¯s shoulders rxed. ¡°Oh. Okay, so I broke the window with my tool and we got inside. The


    thing is¡­ that Miss McKinnondy wasn¡¯t the only one who wasn¡¯t in there. Even the driver was


    missing!¡± ¡®That Miss McKinnondy wasn¡¯t the only one who wasn¡¯t in there. Even the driver was


    missing-¡±


    It was as though someone had let loose a swarm of hos inside his skull. A thought formed amidst


    the chaos and triggered the mes in his chest, as if itching to break out. His eyes were beet-red. ¡°Are


    you Sure?¡±

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    Chapter 297 Where Did You Hide Her?!


    ¡°100%, Mr. Brighthall. Going down there in this weather was no piece of cake, sir. We wouldn¡¯t


    resurface. without any results unless there was no result to begin with,¡± the diver answered. ¡°Honestly,


    this is my first time seeing something like this. Not a single body inside a car skidded into the sea-that¡¯s


    just creepy!¡±


    ¡°Maybe the body got moved elsewhere by the current?¡± someone else asked.


    The man shook his head. ¡°Hell no. The windows were shut, man. No one could have pushed the car


    open against water pressure after the entire vehicle plunged into the sea. The only usible


    exnation is that


    no one was in the car when it went down.¡±


    ¡°No one was inside.¡¯


    It felt like an explosion in Brendan¡¯s chest. He could not even tell if most of it was joy or sorrow-all he


    knew was that it soared straight into his skull and caused the world to spin before his eyes. He felt


    ready to ck out altogether.


    Deirdre was not dead.


    He reeled in realization. Instinctively, he concluded that it had been a setup-Deirdre¡¯s fake-out to kill his


    attachment to her. He remembered her getting into this exact vehicle as soon as she had left the


    station and became convinced that none of this was a coincidence.


    He hugged the fabric on his chest tightly to keep himself from fainting. Eyes red, he ordered Sam, ¡°I


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    Sam did as he was told while Brendan returned to the car. Being exposed to the elements had dealt a


    blow to his body, so he felt cold, then hot, then cold again. His fingertips were trembling uncontrobly.


    And yet, in an almost twisted way, Brendan felt as though he had just been resurrected from the edge


    of death and despair.


    Because Deirdre was still alive. She had faked her death and fooled everyone.


    God, the cruelty! Had she had no idea just how much pain and grief she would cause him? Or was that


    the exact reason she had done it? Because she had wanted him dead.


    His body was boiling at fever point, and his head was ringing from pain.


    He did not even know when he copsed. All he knew was that, after battling his fever to a standstill for


    days, the fever finally garnered enough force to break out of him now.


    The next time Brendan opened his eyes, he was already lying down on the living room couch. Dr.


    Ginger was by his side, and his phone kept ringing nearby.


    He forced himself up, endured the difort, and picked up the call. Sam took a deep breath and


    said, Mr. Brighthall? I found him. A man came to see Miss McKinnon before she disappeared. That


    man¡­. had contacted Madame Brighthall before.¡±


    It was all it took for Brendan to barge into the old family residence.


    Madame Brighthall hardly looked perturbed. Even as her near-hysterical son stood some distance


    away, eyes beet-red, she continued praying, her fingersced around the rosary beads. The


    housekeeper, who had failed to stop Brendan from breaking in, stood awkwardly aside and nced at


    Madame Brighthall helplessly,


    The older woman frowned, looking unimpressed. ¡°Where is the grace andposure one expects from


    the Brighthall scion and CEO of Brighthall Group? This is an embarrassment.¡±


    Charlene was standing by Madame Brighthall¡¯s side too. As soon as the older woman rose, she quickly


    helped her up, even as she trained a mortified nce in Brendan¡¯s direction.


    Brendan¡¯s face was eerily pale. Despite the signs of his sickness on full disy, he leveled a steady


    gaze at his mother¡¯s face and stepped forward, demanding, ¡°Where is Deirdre? Where did you hide


    her?!¡±


    Madame Brighthall said nothing, but Charlene¡¯s expression darkened. Was Deirdre not dead already?


    She turned, catching a glimpse of the older woman¡¯s mien, and felt her heart sink.


    Madame Brighthall patted her dress and smoothened it. ¡°I¡¯m afraid I don¡¯t understand your question.


    What does Deirdre have to do with me? She¡¯s dead, isn¡¯t she? For your own sake, please control your


    hysterics.¡±


    Brendan seemed to have already expected his mother to handwave his usation. He closed his


    eyes, willing his head to stop spinning, before opening them again. He stared at her frigidly. ¡°Does the


    name¡¯ Jay Long¡¯ ring any bells? ¡®Course it does. You sent him to talk to Deirdre and fake her death.


    You¡¯re. wee to deny your involvement, Mom, but there¡¯s literally nothing to stop me from abducting


    Jay to question him right now. I¡¯m feeling very, very pissed too, so if he leaves with his arms broken or


    anything, that¡¯s not really on me.¡±

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    Chapter 298 He Just Can¡¯t Let Her Go


    ¡°Goddamn it!¡± It was the first time Madame Brighthall had ever been so apoplectic. She shot daggers at


    Brendan and snarled, ¡°Haven¡¯t you reached rock bottom yet?!¡±


    Brendan took a deep breath. ¡°Yes! Which is why I need Deirdre. I need to atone!¡±


    ¡°And what if she doesn¡¯t want your stupid atonement?¡± Madame Brighthall retorted.


    Brendan felt a pang in his chest and clenched his fists. ¡°I¡¯ll make her ept it.¡±


    Madame Brighthall turned to face a statue of Mother Mary. ¡°No, I don¡¯t think it¡¯ll work at all. Do you


    really think she¡¯d be eager to leave because of me? No. It¡¯s because she hates you to her very core.


    She wanted to escape you and never see you again in her entire life. If you¡¯re really seeking


    atonement, then put everything about her behind you and settle down with Lena already. Treat her as


    though she¡¯s already


    dead!¡±


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    ¡°Never!¡± Brendan snapped unthinkingly. Without flinching, he demanded again, ¡°Where did you hide


    Deirdre?!¡±


    Madame Brighthall ignored him.


    A coughing fit seized Brendan, but he marched over to the stairs to get to the first floor. Just two steps


    in, he lost his footing and fell.


    ¡°Bren!¡± Charlene¡¯s eyes reddened, and she tried to help him.


    He pped her hand away coldly.


    He was clearly still seething from their previous conflict. Charlene bit her lip and cursed the fact that


    that. b*tch was still alive-and that Brendan had somehow found out about it too.


    The young man¡¯s sickness had tortured his features into a terrible grimace, but he still stormed up the


    stairs and began searching every room. Madame Brighthall was so appalled that she cried, ¡°You¡¯ve


    gone. insane! Lena is right here, right next to me! The two of you are going to be engaged on the 28th!


    The two of you are going to get married! But you¡­ You are throwing a hysterical tantrum over another


    woman right in front of your bride-to-be! How could you do this to your future wife?!¡±


    Brendan suddenly fell to his knees, startling the older woman. His downcast eyes revealed no change


    in his resolve as he groaned. ¡°I¡¯ve never begged you for anything, Mom, but this time¡­ I¡¯m begging


    you¡­ Tell me where Deirdre is! She¡¯s suicidal and she¡¯s acted on it multiple times already. Now that


    her mother¡¯s. gone, she¡¯s got nothing left in this world. She might¡­¡±


    He scowled, remembering the day when Deirdre had thrown herself off the ledge. The despair in her


    eyes


    The hopelessness on her face before she¡­


    His heart ached. ¡°The only way for her to live is to have her by my side! I have to find her-I need her


    back! I owe her too much and I can¡¯t have peace until I¡¯ve atoned for it all!¡±


    ¡°Why you-!¡±


    Madame Brighthall pressed her hand against her temple. The world was spinning. She had never seen


    her son in this freakishly mulish state before. It took her minutes to finally find the voice to say, ¡°I


    promised her I wouldn¡¯t say a word about her whereabouts, okay? You want to atone? Then think! Has


    it never urred to you that the only time she truly feels free and happy is when she¡¯s freed from


    you?¡±.


    1 know,¡± Brendan muttered under his breath. Of course he did.


    His head was splitting. His sickness was acting up, and his limbs were growing weaker. His vision was


    filled with ck spots, and his attention waned. And yet, he still had enough rity in him to answer his


    mother¡¯s question.


    Yes. He knew. The problem was¡­ He couldn¡¯t let her go.


    Maybe he was selfish. Maybe he was an *sshole. But he knew that Deirdre¡¯s absence suffocated him,


    and every moment without her stung with regret, longing, and pain.


    He knew one thing for sure: Without her, he was going mad.


    Brendan looked up at his mother. His face was ashen and grave. ¡°Are you really content to see your


    only son steadily going mad?¡±


    Madame Brighthall shut her eyes in exasperation and staggered backward a little. Never in her life had


    she imagined her son would lose his marbles over a woman who had appeared out of freaking


    nowhere.


    ¡°If you do not tell me where she is, I¡¯ll find her myself. There will be clues, I know. I don¡¯t care if it takes


    me a week, a month, or a year.¡±

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    Chapter 299 What¡¯s Hers Is Hers


    Brendan¡¯s lips were pale, as was his entire appearance. And yet, every word sounded like a strike at


    an old bell. ¡°I¡¯ll see her even if it kills me!¡±


    He rose to his feet and began to cough his lungs out. His body was careening with every step, but he


    gritted his teeth and marched toward the front door-and right into the snow.


    ¡°Stop it!¡± Madame Brighthall bellowed breathlessly. ¡°How dare you ckmail your mother with your


    own. life? What now? You¡¯re gonna stand outside in the snow until you die unless I reveal her


    whereabouts? This is how you¡¯re going to threaten your own mother?!¡±


    A winter gale swooped through thendscape, kicking up a chaotic swirl of snow in front of Brendan as


    he stood by the door. Framed by the nipping white horizon and the unforgiving flurry, his back looked


    small and forlorn. ¡°I¡¯m not ckmailing you or anything, Mom. I just don¡¯t want you to regret this even


    harder than I do.¡±


    ¡°What¡¯s that supposed to mean?¡±


    ¡°If Deirdre dies, the young woman who¡¯s been yourpanion over the past two years will die too¡­


    And you¡¯ll be the one who killed her. Won¡¯t you regret that?¡±


    Madame Brighthall¡¯s face turned pale. She stared at him wide-eyed, aghast.


    Charlene was even more mortified. ¡°B-Bren! What are you doing?!¡±


    She panicked. Brendan was about to reveal the biggest secret between them for Deirdre¡¯s sake! How


    could he-how could he f*cking do that?!


    Brendan turned toward her with an impassive nce. ¡°What¡¯s hers is hers, Charlene. Time to give it


    back.¡±


    Charlene¡¯s face turned ashen.


    Madame Brighthall scowled. She was puzzled, but more importantly, she felt anxious. ¡°Brendan


    Brighthall, what are you saying?!¡± she asked frantically. ¡°What do you mean? Mypanion over the


    past two years? Since when do I know Deirdre?¡±


    ¡°Did you really feel nothing the first time you saw her? Didn¡¯t you think she looked familiar?¡±


    His words touched a nerve in Madame Brighthall. She thought of the first time she had met Deirdre-


    when the young woman had summoned a strange feeling in her chest. It had been a kind of familiarity,


    and yet she could not pinpoint why. Madame Brighthall had passed it off as a trick of the mind back


    then. but now, Brendan¡¯s rhetoric had brought that back.


    For a moment, Madame Brighthall looked lost. Then, she shouted impatiently, ¡°Who is she?¡±


    ¡°She¡¯s-


    ¡°Bren!¡± Charlene yelled, cutting off Brendan as she trembled under the weight of fear. He was going to


    ruin her¡­ all because of Deirdre! It had taken her so much effort to finally get Madame Brighthall to like


    her, and now he was going to yank her blindfold away and tell her, in no uncertain terms, that Charlene


    had been the third wheel all along?!


    Since when had Brendan been capable of¡­ of¡­ such cruelty?!


    Brendan simply looked at her cidly.


    She felt chills in her bones. All the privileges and favoritism the fire narrative had bestowed upon her


    would now bepletely revoked just because Deirdre had staged that fake ident.


    Madame Brighthall pulled her hand away from Charlene¡¯s arm and asked again, ¡°Who is she?¡±


    ¡°She was your daughter-inw.¡± 1


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    It was the connotation-not the volume or the enunciation-of the word that struck Madame Brighthall


    right in the chest with the force of a sledgehammer. She stumbled backward and fell, sinking onto the


    couch as her mind went nk for a second.


    Deirdre was the daughter-inw? She was ¡°Charlene¡±?


    No wonder the young woman had felt familiar despite her disfigurement. Even when Madame Brighthall


    had thought she was seeing Deirdre for the first time, there had been a nagging feeling that she knew


    her from somewhere.


    She had been herpanion for two years.


    And for all the kindness she had shown her, Madame Brighthall had repaid her with vitriol and


    character assassination. She had called her a sadistic witch and forced her out of their lives. And


    finally, she had orchestrated a n to send her away by turning her into a living ghost. 1


    Madame Brighthall felt as though her heart had been yanked out of her chest. Everything made sense


    now. Deirdre was not some woman who had appeared out of nowhere. She had been with them all


    along -as Brendan¡¯s real wife.

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    Chapter 300 There¡¯s Still Time


    ¡°T-Then¡­ Then who is this?!¡±


    Brendan clenched his fists. ¡°The year when you objected to our marriage, Lena got into an ident


    and went into aa. No one knew if she would ever wake up again, but I knew you would never let


    me marry an unconscious woman. The only means I had was to find someone else to pretend to be


    Charlene. And that impostor¡­ was Deirdre McKinnon.¡±


    Madame Brighthall had not liked Charlene the first time Brendan had brought her home. The older


    woman had prided herself on her acute judgment of character and had known based on the greed and


    ambition in her eyes that Charlene would only be the start of a nightmare.


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    Naturally, she had objected to her son¡¯s marriage.


    But then, one day, Charlene had just¡­ changed.


    Madame Brighthall had been befuddled to see the same calcting woman carrying her on her back


    through the snow when the older woman had had a heart attack. She had been bewildered to hear


    about that schemer nursing her to health for days on end. She had been stupefied when she had seen


    the young woman¡¯s face break into a bashful, mirthful grin when Madame Brighthall had finally woken


    up.


    That young woman had never asked for anything in return. She hade down with a fever for her


    effort, and all she had done was take some medicine and go about her day. When asked, the same


    youngdy had said she simply felt it had been the right thing to do.


    It was moments like these that had slowly moved Madame Brighthall into eptance¡­ and then


    some. Madame Brighthall had cared and protected her because she¡¯d genuinely liked her.


    And now, Brendan was telling her that the Charlene she hade to sincerely love had been Deirdre


    all along.


    Madame Brighthall felt as though the world was going dark. She thought of the verbal abuse she had


    hurled at Deirdre. God, her heart ached. She fished out her medicine and swallowed it, her hands


    shaking.


    ¡°Why¡­ Why didn¡¯t you just tell me?¡±


    Brendan turned his eyes to the floor. Why? Because he had not cared about Deirdre at all back then.


    Her purpose had been to clear the road for Charlene¡¯s eventual ascension as his wife. Why would


    Brendan botch his own scheme?


    Madame Brighthall pressed her hand against her chest. A long silenceter, she wrote something on at


    piece of paper and folded it. ¡°I don¡¯t know if she¡¯s still living here, but this is the ce she specifically


    said she wanted to go to, Maybe¡­ you¡¯ve still got time¡­¡±


    Brendan¡¯s eyes glinted with excitement. He took the paper from her hand, his chest undting with a


    wave of emotions. He opened it, and the address leaped into his view.


    A pang hit him. This was Deirdre¡¯s old address.


    she


    She had left this ce with her mother back then so she could ¡°work¡± as his impostor wife. And now,


    had returned to her real home, bruised and battered,ing back to her roots worse off than she had


    started.


    How forlorn she had to be to end her journey like this! He could only imagine the destion she must


    have felt¡­


    Now was not the time to think. He muttered an apology and bolted out into the snow despite his illness.


    His cough had be sputters. His ears were ringing. His throat and entire body were protesting the


    strain he put them under.


    But he wanted to see Deirdre, and he wanted to see her fast.


    He fell face-first into the snow. Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw Sawyer running toward him, his


    breaths visible as he cried out to Brendan. He grabbed hold of Sawyer¡¯s hands and breathed. ¡°Find


    her¡­¡±


    ¡°Who, sir?¡±


    ¡°Her.¡±


    ¡°Dee Dee? Time for lunch!¡±


    Madame Russel pushed the door open, only to find Deirdre crouching over a patch of dirt, shoveling a


    spadeful of dirt patiently. The yard had been abandoned for a long time, and Madame Russel could not


    help but remark, ¡°Ophelia was really into it back then, huh? Some flowers there. A tree over here¡­ I


    could smell them every time I passed y¡¯all by. But now, in the blink of an eye, they have all withered.¡±


    Tall grass hade to im the garden as soon as it was bereft of its matron. Winter had been the


    only thing stopping it from growing about a meter tall.


    Deirdre shed a smile. ¡°It wasn¡¯t the blink of an eye. It was four long years.¡±


    ¡°Four long years¡­.¡± Madame Russel parroted in a daze. She shook herself out of it and removed some


    of the grass. ¡°Let¡¯s head back.¡±


    She led Deirdre to the living room and brought out a bucket of warm water. As Deirdre washed her


    hands. and face, she scurried inside the kitchen and brought out their meal.


    A thought popped into her mind, and she smiled.


    ¡°You know, you came at just the right time. Toby¡¯sing home today!¡±

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    Chapter 301 Be My Daughter-In-Law


    ¡°Tobey ising back?¡± Deirdre could not help feeling surprised. ¡°Why? Isn¡¯t there still some time until


    Christmas?¡±


    Madame Russell looked toward Deirdre with a smile. ¡°He called me up some time ago, and it was only


    natural that I brought you up in our conversation. Then, he applied for a long leave of absence from his


    company, iming he missed me after not seeing me for more than six months. However, I¡¯m quite


    certain that he ising back to see you.¡±


    ¡°To see me?¡± Deidre wrung the towel and was confused. ¡°Why is heing back to see me?¡±


    ¡°Silly girl, I refuse to believe that you don¡¯t have the slightest idea about this.¡± Madame Russell cracked


    a gentle smile. ¡°Didn¡¯t you know that Tobey has liked you since he was a child?¡±


    Deirdre choked on the water she was drinking.


    Madame Russell hastily soothed her. Deirdre recovered from the cough, but she was still in a daze.


    She regarded Tobey as her elder brother all this time, and they did not interact much with each other


    before she moved away from her. It was because Tobey did note home frequently after he went to


    a boarding school in high school.


    It was truly an unexpected surprise for Tobey to have feelings for her.


    She was embarrassed. ¡°You must be joking, Madame Russell.¡±


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    ¡°Why would I lie to you, child? Everything he wrote in his journal during junior high was about you. If


    you don¡¯t believe me, I can grab it and read it to you.¡±


    ¡°It¡­ It¡¯s fine¡­¡± Deidre was uneasy when she said, ¡°It¡¯s the past anyway.¡±


    ¡°What¡¯s with the past? I think that Tobey still has feelings for you. Why else would he sacrifice his leave


    of absence to travel home immediately?¡± Madame Russell held Deirdre¡¯s hands and said, ¡°I think you


    should stay with us and be my daughter-inw!¡±


    Deirdre was stunned and pulled away her hands in response.


    Madame Russell came to understand the situation. ¡°Could it be that you don¡¯t like Tobey, Deirdre? I¡¯m


    not bragging, but Tobey is popr for his good looks. He is a fine-looking man who graduated from a


    pristine university and is now working for a huge corporation. Moreover, he is good-natured and will


    treat you


    well.¡±


    ¡°No¡­¡± Deidre could not help chuckling in spite of herself. ¡°Madame Russell, it¡¯s normal for Tobey to like


    me in the past because I used to hang around him all the time. However, the situation is quite different


    now.¡±


    ¡°How is it different?¡±


    Deirdre pointed at her face.


    Madame Russell furrowed her eyebrows. ¡°That¡¯s fine! I¡¯m sure that Tobey won¡¯t mind that!¡±


    Deirdre smiled but did not speak. She had encountered way too many people who were disgusted by


    her face and understood the burden caused by her face.


    Tobey was a good man who Madame Russell could easily persuade. He would take pity on her and


    forced to marry her even if he had no interest in or feelings for her. It would not be a good thing for both


    of them.


    Moreover, she was incapable of loving another person anymore.


    ¡°I¡¯ll be fine to be just friends. I still have many matters to attend to, and I¡¯m not looking into marriage.¡±


    Madame Russell felt sorry about the situation and could not bear to part with Deirdre. Yet, she did not.


    comment further, but she said, ¡°Just get in touch with him first, then. It¡¯s between both of you young


    people anyway. You can decide for yourselves.¡±


    Deirdre returned to the room after the meal. She was nning on taking a nap, yet she became more


    conscious after lying down.


    She listened to the time reported from her phone and came to realize that it was 27th. Brendan and


    Charlene¡¯s engagement would take ce tomorrow.


    She kept her unfocused eyes open and felt an ineffable feeling in her usually numbed heart. Perhaps


    she was feeling slightly recalcitrant.


    She was recalcitrant that the man survived the ordeal and would live a better life than before. On the


    other hand, everything of hers had been ruined because she was sent to prison as a scapegoat.


    Yet, it was already lucky for her to flee sessfully. In view of her identity, what else could she do other


    than hide?

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    Chapter 302 A Traveler Is Here


    Deirdre found it cynical.


    She could not sleep, so she felt about her closet for her trench coat and put it on before going


    downstairs.


    When Madame Russell opened the courtyard door and entered, she had just arrived in the living room.


    She said hastily when she found Deirdre, ¡°Why aren¡¯t you in the house? Go back quickly. It¡¯s freezing


    out


    there.¡±


    Madame Russell shuddered while she walked. ¡°A traveler just got here despite the weather. It¡¯s


    freezing out there, and there¡¯s no telling why the traveler is here. He is dressed in branded clothes and


    drives a luxury car. However, he¡¯s a very good-looking man, and his arrival caused quite a huge


    commotion.¡±


    ¡°A traveler?¡± Deirdre felt her heart racing.


    Yes, he seems to be looking for someone and refuses to leave at all. He asked me a few questions


    when he saw me.¡±


    ¡°What did he ask?¡± Deirdre spoke anxiously, her face pale.


    Madame Russell was stunned for a moment before she said, ¡°In truth, he didn¡¯t ask much. He asked


    about the situation in our vige, the economic condition, and others. I found it strange because our


    vige is known for being poor and deste. It has already been close to six months since anyone new


    has entered our vige.¡±


    Deirdre clenched her fists tightly and felt her heart pounding in her chest. She was so anxious that she


    could hear her loud, rapid heartbeat, and she forced herself to calm down with great effort.


    ¡®No, it can¡¯t be¡­ It can¡¯t possibly be so coincidental. I¡¯m already regarded as a dead person by


    everyone now, so how can Brendan possibly know that I¡¯m here? Moreover, Madame Brighthall


    wouldn¡¯t have. revealed my whereabouts to him.¡±


    ¡°What¡¯s going on, Deirdre?¡± Noticing that something was off, Madame Russell stretched out her hand


    to caress Deirdre¡¯s face. ¡°Why is your face so pale all of a sudden? Are you sick?¡±


    ¡°No¡­¡± Deirdre forced a smile with great effort and asked, ¡°That traveler¡­ How tall is he? What does


    he look like?¡±


    ¡°His height? About 1.8 meters, I guess. He¡¯s about Tobey¡¯s height. As for his looks, he is good-looking,


    of course. Otherwise, he wouldn¡¯t have caused amotion.¡±


    ¡°1.8 meters..¡±


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    Before Deirdre could react, someone knocked on the backyard door suddenly. The door was not fully-


    shut, so the person took the liberty to open the door.


    Deirdre etepped back abruptly and felt the urge to run subconsciously when she heard the person


    asking.¡± Hello, is this Elis Russell¡¯s home?¡±


    It was a stranger¡¯s voice.


    Deirdre¡¯s act of running was frozen. Then, she heard Madame Russell say to her softly. ¡°Deirdre, this is


    the person I was telling you about earlier. The one at the edge of the vige.


    Soon afterward, Madame Russell cleared her throat and replied to the person, ¡°Yes, what¡¯s going on?


    How can I help you?


    The man walked forward smilingly and passed his business card ¡°This is the situation. We¡¯re and


    developmentpany from Eastgene, and we¡¯re very interested in the plot on the hill We¡¯re nning


    on


    purchasing thend so we can develop it into a tourist region.


    ¡°The vige head told us that you¡¯re the person we should talk to when ites to the hill area, sol


    would like to talk to you about that.¡±


    ¡°Ah! I see.¡± Madame Russell let down her guard and said, ¡°Let¡¯s talk inside then.¡±


    Both of them entered the house while Deirdre was still standing at the entrance. She was only jolted


    back.


    to reality when her body was trembling in the cold wind. She felt relieved.


    So, it turned out that the people from Eastgene had taken a fancy to the hill.


    Deidre was born here and knew very well that the future of this ce would be wonderful if it was


    developed as a tourist region. Hence, she did not find the man¡¯s arrival to be surprising


    On the other hand, Madame Russell said in astonishment after the person left, ¡°No one has taken an


    interest in Vige Alnwick for centuries, yet the stars are aligned somehow this year. Someone has


    taken a fancy to that plot on the hill. If they develop the region, aren¡¯t the residents going to benefit as


    well?¡± ¡°That is of course.¡± Deirdre smiled and exined, ¡°They will try to figure out ways to bring in the


    tourists. in order to make a profit after the region is developed. More tourists wille by then, and the


    vigers will be able to profit from selling local specialty products. It¡¯s possible that the vigers here


    can make a good living from tourism.¡±

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    ¡°Is that so? That would be amazing!¡± Madame Russell beamed widely. ¡°If that is the case, don¡¯t even


    think about leaving anymore, Deirdre. You can stay in the vige to run a business, and I will also be


    able to take care of you.


    ¡°Ophelia is gone, and I don¡¯t want you to go through hardship anymore. Otherwise, I will be too


    embarrassed to meet Ophelia in the afterlife when I¡¯m gone,¡± eximed Madame Russell.


    Tears welled up in Deirdre¡¯s eyes because she knew Madame Russell sincerely cared for her.


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    She kept her head lowered.


    Madame Russell held her hands tightly and said, ¡°Be my daughter-inw, Deirdre. I like you sincerely,


    and so does Tobey.¡±


    Deirdre could not bring herself to reject Madame Russell, so she paused for a moment before saying.


    We¡¯ll see what Tobey thinks about this.¡±


    Madame Russell smiled joyously. ¡°Sure, sure, sure! We¡¯ll see what Tobey thinks about this. If he has


    feelings for you too, I won¡¯t bear to let you leave us anymore¡±


    ¡®Speak of the devil.¡±


    Tobey¡¯s call came immediately, iming that he had already arrived at the vige.


    Madame Russell held Deirdre¡¯s hand to meet him and could not refrain fromining to Deirdre


    when she saw Tobey from afar, ¡°That scoundrel will never put on a suit even when he visits during


    festivities. Look at him being so well-dressed now. He even got a haircut.¡±


    Deirdre smiled in response, yet she felt deeply saddened in her heart.


    She could not see because of Brendan.


    Naturally, she did not think that Tobey had dressed up for her. Even if he did it for her, he would be


    backing out after seeing her by now.


    ¡°Here, Tobey!¡± Madame Russell waved her hand joyously upon seeing her son.


    Tobey hastily walked forward after seeing Madame Russell with the luggage in his hand. His


    movements halted to a stop when he saw Deirdre standing next to Madame Russell.


    ¡°Deirdre?¡±


    His voice was filled with astonishment, but Deirdre did not find his reaction surprising. She nodded and


    smiled gently. ¡°It¡¯s been a long time, Tobey.¡±


    ¡°Your face¡­ What happened?¡± Tobey¡¯s eyes were filled with pity. He could not believe that the


    exquisitely beautiful woman in the past would turn into this cloudy-eyed woman with a sad smile on her


    scarred face. ¡°Nothing.¡± Deirdre did not wish to talk about it, so she exined briefly, ¡°I had a minor


    ident at work, and my face got disfigured in the process. As for my blindness, it¡¯s due to my own


    health issues. I¡¯m already used to it.¡±


    Tobey suddenly said, ¡°It must be painful, huh?¡±


    Deirdre was stunned. She could feel the man staring at her and his extremely gentle gaze. ¡°If only I


    were with you back then, I wouldn¡¯t have let you get so severely injured for sure.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s mind went sluggish when she heard the remark and felt warm and fuzzy in her chest. Tobey


    sounded like he was deeply saddened by her state and eagerly wanted to be with her.


    Deirdre was rendered speechless.


    Madame Russell held Deirdre¡¯s hand and said with a smile, ¡°It has passed. Since it is the past, we shall


    not talk about it anymore. Let¡¯s go home and celebrate Tobey¡¯s return.¡±


    ¡°Hmm.¡± Deirdre nodded with a smile.


    The three of them returned home.


    Madame Russell went to the kitchen, preparing to cook up Tobey¡¯s favorite meal.


    Deirdre was eager to try something, so she rolled up her sleeves and said, ¡°Can I have some flour and


    water, Madame Russell? It¡¯s a rare asion that Tobey is home. I would like to bake a cake.¡±


    ¡°Can you?¡±


    Deirdre nodded. ¡°It¡¯s fine. I used to bake frequently for the children when I was working in a clinic


    previously.¡±

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    Chapter 304 Who Is This Man?


    ¡°Sure.¡± Madame Russell sent over the ingredients.


    Tobey got up as well. ¡°I¡¯ll help.¡±


    Deirdre did not decline, but she devoted her full attention to feel for the tools she needed in the kitchen.


    Her bangs tucked behind her ears scattered before her eyes when she lowered her head to mix the


    ingredients.


    Tobey stared at her for a long time before he stretched out his hand.


    Deirdre took a step back abruptly yet consciously, as if she was hypervignt.


    Tobey was stunned for a moment before he tried to exin himself, ¡°Your hair is in the way. Let me


    help you tuck it.¡±


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    ¡°Is that so¡­¡± Deirdre was embarrassed. She had a hard time trusting outsiders because of what


    Brendan had done, yet Tobey was not an outsider but a neighbor who would help her frequently in the


    past.


    ¡°I¡¯m sorry that I was caught off guard.¡±


    your visual


    ¡°It¡¯s fine,¡± Tobey answered in a gentle voice. ¡°It¡¯s normal for you to be vignt because of impairment.


    This is a good thing. If you¡¯re still as naive and trustful as you were in the past, I would be worried that


    you might get hurt.¡±


    Every word he spoke was out of sincerity.


    Deirdre could not help being stunned, and she changed the topic of conversation when she recovered


    from her surprise. ¡°You don¡¯t have a girlfriend, huh, Tobey?¡±


    ¡°That¡¯s right.¡± Tobey added water to her mixture and said smilingly, ¡°Why? Are you surprised?¡±


    ¡°Hmm.¡± Deirdre nodded. ¡°I remembered you being very popr, tall, and handsome. You should have


    already had a girlfriend and been married by now. Is it because you are too demanding?¡±


    ¡°No.¡± Tobey denied it without hesitation. He looked at Deirdre for a long time as if he wanted to say


    something to her. He hesitated for a short while before he answered smilingly, ¡°I still haven¡¯t met


    anyone suitable. It would be unfair to marry a woman just so I could settle down, so I¡¯m still waiting. I¡¯m


    still waiting for that person in my heart to appear again.¡±


    ¡®Again?¡±


    Deirdre was stunned for a moment, as if she noticed something in his remark. She did not respond to


    the remark, but Tobey said, ¡°Deirdre.¡±


    ¡°Hmm?¡±


    ¡°You have flour on your face.¡±


    ¡°Where is it?¡± Deirdre¡¯s hands were covered in flour, so she could only wipe randomly with her sleeves.


    As a result, her face was covered in flour stains.


    ¡°Hold on¡± Tobey lifted Deirdre¡¯s chin and wiped away the flour stuck to her face in all apparent


    seriousness. He could feel the uneven texture of her scars, and it tainted his gaze with pity. ¡°It¡¯s done.¡±


    Deirdre lowered her head.


    No one knew, but a pitch-ck pinhole camera had been installed on a wall in the courtyard, aiming at


    the living room.


    ¡°Did you find her?¡±


    In a shady room, a man was seated in a dim corner with an intravenous infusion in his hand. Half of his


    face away from the shadow looked sick yet cold as ice.


    The iing person hastily presented the photo. ¡°Here.¡±


    Brendan clutched the photos tightly and red at the photo with his dark eyes. The person standing at


    the door would shiver in fear every time Brendan took a nce at the photo.


    After a long time, Brendan asked calmly, ¡°Who is this man?¡± His tone was filled with boundless


    coldness.


    The man standing at the door trembled subconsciously and felt his back drenched in a cold sweat. He


    said shakily, ¡°Ms. McKinnon is living with her neighbor, and this man is the neighbor¡¯s son. His name is


    Tobey Russell.¡±


    ¡°Tobey Russell.¡± Brendan chanted, his eyes filled with coldness. His fingertips tightened, and he tore up


    the photo bit by bit into shreds before he crumpled it in his palm.


    ¡°Deirdre¡­¡±


    He raised his head and chanted the woman¡¯s name. He could not care about the backflow of venous


    blood in his intravenous line, but his mind was only filled with the woman¡¯s smile and her confused


    expression after Tobey touched her without flinching.


    He should have known that Deirdre was an extremely charming woman. Even with her blindness and


    disfigured face, she would always be surrounded by suitors who liked her.

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    Chapter 305 Tickets From Mr. King


    ¡®First there was Sterling, then Sam, and now there is this Tobey Russell. She has nock of people who


    fancy her, so she left without hesitation.¡±


    ¡°Mr. Brighthall¡­¡± The man at the door was feeling slightly uneasy. When he saw the blood in the


    intravenous line, he hastily said, I¡¯m calling the doctor.¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t.¡± Brendan opened his eyes-they were bloodshot beyond his control. He pulled out his


    intravenous Infusion without any concern for the blood dripping down the back of his hand. ¡°Get me the


    bus ticket. I¡¯m going to Vige Alnwick now. Do it at once, now!¡±


    The man said rapidly, ¡°Mr. Brighthall! You still can¡¯t-


    He shut his mouth in fear after he met Brendan¡¯s sharp gaze, yet he could not refrain from saying.


    Moreover, now is not the best time. We¡¯ve just found Ms. McKinnon and can¡¯t fully confirm if she will


    stay there. If you show up now, your presence will only hurt her.¡±


    ¡°Could it be that you still want her to run away again, Mr. Brighthall? Just recuperate until your body is


    well. When Ms. McKinnon has calmed down, you can go over in person and pick her up. Isn¡¯t that a


    good. n?¡±


    Brendan could not vent his anger because the man was right about everything he said. Brendan could


    not meet Deirdre now because he would want to imprison her immediately if he were to see her. He


    wanted to shut her away so no one else could see or touch her.


    She was his!


    Yet, he had a hard time epting the fact that Deirdre loathed him.


    It had always been that way.


    She loathed him so much that she would choose to strike a deal with Madam Brighthall, conceal her


    identity, and flee to Vige Alnwick.


    The man continued to say boldly, ¡°Moreover, our people discovered that Eastgene¡¯spany is


    looking into developing the vige, so Ms. McKinnon might stay there for a long time for the


    development. You can go and see her any time you want once you¡¯re healed.¡±


    Brendan fell silent upon hearing the remark.


    The temperature was warmer after the snow. Deirdre seized the opportunity to remove the weed on the


    east side of the house during the warmer weather.


    Tobey stayed by her side and helped her. He almost did not leave Deirdre since he was back, and


    Deirdre knew that he was most probably worried that she would hurt herself.


    On the way home, the mischievous children in the vige called Deirdre an ugly monster loudly and ran


    away joyously afterward.


    Tobey was furious and could not refrain from scolding them in anger. Then, he said to Deirdre, ¡°Don¡¯t


    listen to them. You¡¯re not ugly. You¡¯re not that different from how you looked in the past.¡±


    Deirdre could not helpughing. ¡°Tobey, I¡¯ll be really sad if that¡¯s how you put it. Are you insinuating that


    my previous appearance is nothing impressive, and that is why I don¡¯t look that different now?¡±


    ¡°How can that be? Tobey wanted to exin, but he came to understand the joke after seeing Deirdre¡¯s


    cunning smile. He said in frustration, ¡°Stop messing with me. You know that¡¯s not what I mean.¡±


    ¡°I know. However, don¡¯t worry. The children¡¯s naive remarks won¡¯t sadden me. I¡¯m really fine and don¡¯t


    care.¡± Deirdre was unbothered.


    Tobey felt his heart wrench in pain and was rendered speechless, staring at her for a long time.


    Madame Russell entered the house just in time to witness the scene and smiled widely.


    ¡°Stop flirting around, both of you! The developer¡¯s staff member came earlier and gave me two tickets


    to a musical. It¡¯s going to be held in the church. Take it and go watch it.¡±


    ¡°Tickets to a musical?¡± Deirdre took the tickets and was confused. ¡°How is there a musical in the


    vige?¡±


    ¡°Do you still remember the man who came to see me previously? They organized it andmissioned


    the cast to perform there for the vigers. They do it so that no one will oppose them purchasing the


    land and so that the vigers would abide by their arrangements.¡±


    Deirdre came to understand the situation. She held the two tickets and said, ¡°Why don¡¯t you and Tobey


    go, Madame Russell? I¡¯m blind, so I can¡¯t see anyway.¡±


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    ¡°What¡¯s the point of an old person like me going there?¡± Madame Russell said, ¡°Don¡¯t worry about me. I


    have a ticket too, but I¡¯m not interested in this. You young people should go. I¡¯ll be waiting for you to


    come back for dinner.¡±

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    Chapter 306 Do You Have Someone You Like?


    As Madame Russell was speaking, she winked at Tobey


    Tobey took the hint swiftly. Noticing that Deirdre was still hesitant, he said smilingly, ¡°Don¡¯t worry about


    my mother, Deirdre. She still has sewing work to do and is not interested in watching musicals. We


    shall go ahead ourselves and consider it a diversion. You¡¯ve been busy with the yard for days, so it¡¯s


    time for you to rest and rx your mind.¡±


    Deirdre agreed with his remark. Some enjoyed musicals, and those who did not would find them


    boring. Perhaps Madame Russell would find it a waste of time if she were to go.


    ¡°Alright then, Tobey and I shall go.¡±


    ¡°Go, go!¡± Madame Russell wanted to shut the door eagerly. ¡°It will be fine even if youe homete!¡±


    After the door was shut, Tobey cleared his throat and said, ¡°That¡¯s just how my mother is. She¡¯s always


    so easily excitable. She is not trying to do anything. She just doesn¡¯t want you to feel lonely. Don¡¯t mind


    her¡±


    ¡°I know.¡± Deirdre lowered her gaze and chuckled softly, feeling warm and fuzzy in her chest.


    She could feel that she was smiling more during the time she spent with the Russells, even though her


    heart hidden in her chest cavity was still so scarred and battered by someone that it could only beat.


    Deirdre held Tobey¡¯s arm and was led to the church soon. They were assigned seats by the staff


    members, and it did not take long before the musical began.


    As they listened to the cast¡¯s ted voices, Tobey said softly, ¡°Don¡¯t you find it strange?¡±


    ¡°What?¡±


    ¡°If there is an entertainment event in the vige, it will usually be a movie screening that the people.


    commonly enjoy. It¡¯s my first time watching a musical in the vige.¡±


    Deirdre pondered for a while and figured that Tobey was right indeed. She could not figure it out either.


    Tobey chuckled and added, ¡°Perhaps those developers enjoy watching musicals, but it is actually a


    good thing for you because you can listen to it with your ears.¡±


    Deirdre nodded. The musical was very inclusive for her because it was mostly yed with voices and


    songs. The ambiance was controlled to perfection, and Deirdre felt as if she was experiencing it


    personally, albeit she could not see.


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    On the other hand, Tobey could not take his eyes off Deirdre¡¯s face for a moment next to her.


    Even though the woman¡¯s face was disfigured and she had lost her prior delicately beautiful face, the


    tenderness of her face did not change for the slightest bit. Her eyes were lowered, and the lighting on


    the stage illuminated her face and charmed Tobey at every moment.


    His heart was racing.


    Deirdre noticed the gaze from her side halfway through the musical and turned her face


    subconsciously. Tobey? Are you looking at me?¡±


    Tobey came to react to the situation by letting out a muffledugh. ¡°How are you so sensitive? Could it


    be that this is a woman¡¯s sixth sense?¡±


    He did not answer her question straightforwardly, but his remark insinuated that he was looking at


    Deirdre.


    Deirdre chuckled and said, ¡°I can¡¯t exin it either. Perhaps this is how our sensory perception works.¡±


    Upon saying that, Deirdre asked, ¡°Why aren¡¯t you looking at the stage? Are you not interested in the


    musical?¡±


    ¡°No.¡±


    ¡°No? What is it then?¡± Deirdre was confused. ¡°Do you have something to say to me?¡±


    ¡°Hmm.¡± Tobey clenched his fists. He had never felt as nervous as he was now, not even when he was


    queried for a project at work.


    In the end, he mustered the courage to say, ¡°Deirdre, do you have someone you like?¡±


    ¡°Someone I like?¡±


    The pair of cold, dark eyes shed past Deirdre¡¯s mind beyond her control. Soon afterward, her


    expression changed ever so slightly.


    It was not that she still had feelings for Brendan, but it was instinctive. It was because he was the only


    person that she had ever loved.

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    Chapter 307 You¡¯ll Find Someone Better


    Yet, Deirdre could not feign the agony and hatred shown in her bodynguage.


    She could not bring herself to answer his question within a short period. Tobey expressed his dejection.


    So, you do have someone already?¡±


    ¡°No,¡± Deirdre blurted and exhaled a breath.


    She suppressed the tremble caused by the resistance she felt in her heart and forced a smile with


    great effort. ¡°I was only caught by surprise Why did you suddenly ask me this? You also know about my


    current situation and how I don¡¯t meet many people. How can I possibly have someone I like, huh?¡±


    ¡°Really?¡± Tobey¡¯s eyes glistened with a glint. He leaned closer to her and asked in a lowered voice,


    ¡°So, Deirdre, can I?¡±


    Deirdre was stunned.


    Tobey continued to say, ¡°Deirdre, I¡¯m not scared to make a fool of myself, but I have liked you since


    high. school. You were very outstanding, and I could not help being attracted to you because you were


    like the sun. Yet, you were too young, and I was ashamed because of that. I strived to get epted


    into the best university in an attempt to lessen my feelings for you, and I only discovered that I failed


    when I heard your


    name again.


    ¡°I dated over the years, but my rtionships ended without reason every single time. They imed that


    Icked the yearning for love. I did not understand initially but understood after seeing you.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s hand that was ced on the seat was held by Tobey gently. He did not hold her tightly, and


    she would be able to struggle free just by pulling away.


    ¡°It is fate for us to meet again this time. Would you be willing to be with me, Deirdre?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s mind went nk, and she could hear soft, chaotic noises in her ears. She was having a hard


    time orienting herself now.


    She was surprised. Yes, she was.


    Even though she could not see how disheveled her face looked, she could figure it out based on the


    outsiders¡¯ mannerisms toward her. She was under the assumption that Tobey had changed his mind at


    the very moment he saw her, yet she did not expect¡­


    After not receiving a reply for a long time, Tobey could not help feeling disappointed. He perked up with


    great effort. ¡°Did I scare you, Deirdre? I¡¯m not trying to force you into a rtionship. You don¡¯t need to


    feel any obligations.¡±


    ¡°Tobey¡­¡± Deirdre inhaled sharply and said, ¡°I know, and I¡¯m very grateful that you like me,


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    but¡­¡±


    But she would only be a burden to him now.


    She was blind and a disgrace who could not be shown to the outside. She would only be a burden to


    him even if he were to support her to stay home. She appreciated Tobey and Madame Russell¡¯s


    kindness, and it was precisely due to this reason that she refused to repay their kindness with


    ingratitude.


    Deirdre raised her head and said in all apparent seriousness. ¡°You¡¯ll find someone better.¡±


    Tobey said with a bitter smile, ¡°Deirdre, you can reject me with the reason of you not liking me, but you


    shouldn¡¯t force this excuse on me to sweeten the deal. No one else is better than you in my heart.¡±


    ¡®No one else is better than you in my heart.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s eyes reddened with tears upon hearing that. She lowered her head and would be lying if she


    were to im that Tobey¡¯s sincere confession did not move her after experiencing too many taunts.


    Moreover, she knew that Tobey would end up being the next Sterling. His life would be ruined in an


    effort to protect her.


    Deirdre bit her lower lip tightly.


    Tobey could see her hesitation, and he said in an exploratory manner, ¡°Deirdre, do you hate me? Or is


    it because you have feelings for someone else?¡±


    1¡­¡±


    Tobey¡¯s phone rang all of a sudden. He hung up the call and apologized to the disrupted viewers before


    he checked the caller ID. He frowned and said, ¡°Hold on, Deirdre. I have a work call that I need to


    return.¡±

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    Chapter 308 Is That Him? He¡¯s Here to Take Me!


    ¡°Alright.¡±


    Deirdre nodded. Tobey returned after a short while.


    ¡°Deirdre.¡± He sounded unprecedentedly anxious and stern. ¡°I have to return to thepany


    immediately.¡±


    ¡°What happened?¡±


    Tobey heaved a sigh in agitation. ¡°One of the projects I¡¯m handling is suddenly facing some issues, so


    I¡¯ll need to handle it. Moreover, I must leave immediately because I can¡¯t afford to lose time. I won¡¯t be


    able to get a bus ticket if it¡¯ste.¡±


    ¡°Ah¡­¡± Even though Deirdre did not understand the situation very well, she knew that work was


    important. You should go quickly. Don¡¯t worry about me. Madame Russell cane and pick me up


    later.¡±


    Tobey heaved a deep sigh, his eyes still filled with affection. ¡°Dierdre, everything I said to you before


    you rejected me is valid. I want to be with you to protect and treasure you. I¡¯m doing it not only because


    of my mother and Madam McKinnon but it¡¯s more so for myself. You can give it proper consideration


    while I¡¯m away. I¡¯ll be back in a few days. By then, I hope that you can give me an answer.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s mind was turning sluggish. Tobey leaned over to kiss Deirdre¡¯s forehead before he left


    unwillingly.


    He walked with swift footsteps that sounded like he was in a rush.


    Deirdre was not disgusted by the remnant warmth on her forehead, but she was caught in a daze.


    ¡®Is a person like me worthy of being protected and treasured? Will I be able to live a normal life?¡±


    She felt her heart wrench in pain at the thought of Brendan.


    Brendan had hurt her so much that she did not have the courage to get into a new rtionship.


    However, she realized that she did not hate the idea of dating Tobey. It was possible that she was given


    a chance to break free from Brendan, so she could have a fresh start.


    As she was thinking to herself, someone sat down next to her.


    Deirdre was jolted back to reality. ¡®Tobey? No¡­ It can¡¯t be. Tobey left in a rush earlier. If it really were


    him, he wouldn¡¯t be so quiet. Moreover, the person has an unfamiliar smell.¡±


    She felt uneasy for no apparent reason and couldn¡¯t bear to listen to the musical performance


    anymore. She got up in preparation to leave before Madame Russell¡¯s arrival.


    She tripped on something unknown after taking two steps, lost her bnce, and fell toward the floor.


    She was under the assumption that it would be painful, but someone¡¯s arms caught her.


    Deirdre opened her eyes but could not see anything. She could feel that she was saved by the person


    next to her, and it was a man.


    ¡°Thank¡­. Thank you¡­¡±


    She was in an intimate position because she was almost wrapped in the man


    arms. She struggled in an attempt to stand upright, but the man¡¯s grip on her arm was so strong that


    Deirdre was in pain.


    ¡°Sir? Please let go of me.¡± Deirdre could not help panicking and struggling with all her might.


    The man acted as if he was oblivious, and he was strenuously wiping her forehead with his sleeve. The


    rough edge of his sleeve rubbed on Deirdre¡¯s skin, and it was painful.


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    Deirdre felt suffocated and fear-stricken by his forceful action. All of a sudden, she felt a familiar feeling


    that sent shivers down her entire body and turned her face ghastly pale.


    ¡®Brendan? Is that him? He¡¯s here to take me!¡¯


    She widened her eyes and gave the man a p with the back of her hand. The man was caught off


    guard, and his grip loosened.


    On the other hand, Deirdre backed away continuously before her knees buckled, and she tumbled to


    the floor. Her face was pale, and she looked like she was terrified.


    ¡°Kyran.¡± Meanwhile, a man¡¯s voice was heard from afar, followed by approaching footsteps. ¡°Aren¡¯t you


    supposed to be backstage? Why are you here?¡±


    The voice sounded familiar to Deirdre. She immediately remembered that it was the voice of the young


    developer who hade to see Madame Russell previously, and his name was Den King.

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    Chapter 309 Do You Like Her?


    Soon afterward, the man seemed to notice Deirdre and said in a surprised tone, ¡°Is this¡­ Ms.


    McKinnon from the Russells?¡±


    Deirdre could not answer, but she could only re at the area before her in fear. Who was the person


    Den called out to earlier? Kyran? Who was that?


    Den came to understand the situation and chuckled softly. He said in an apologetic tone, ¡°I¡¯m very


    sorry, Ms. McKinnon. Did my friend scare you? He¡¯s a mute and can¡¯t express himself with speech. He


    always does something that causes misunderstandings. However, he is a nice person. Please don¡¯t


    take it to heart.¡±


    ¡®Mute?¡¯ Deirdre was stunned. ¡®This man is mute? So¡­ He¡¯s not Brendan?¡±


    Deirdre calmed down gradually.


    If that man were Brendan, he would have already exhausted all sorts of threatening measures to deal


    with her by now. How would he be so calm andposed that he did not even speak or respond after


    she hit him?


    ¡°He¡­¡± Deirdre pointed at her forehead and furrowed her eyebrows deeply. ¡°Wiped my forehead out of


    nowhere, and he was very rough.¡±


    She wanted an exnation.


    Den looked toward Kyran in frustration. The man shrugged and pointed at the dust on Deirdre¡¯s


    face.


    with a frown.


    ¡°So that is the case.¡± Den let out a muffledugh. ¡°You have something on your face, Ms. McKinnon.


    My friend was subconsciously trying to clean the stain for you and didn¡¯t mean anything else. It¡¯s


    possible. that his action was rough because he is trained in martial arts. He usually helps out with the


    heavy work backstage.¡±


    Martial arts?


    Deirdre was stunned and rubbed her forehead in a daze. It made sense to her now that she thought


    about it. She was in pain earlier from the button of his sleeve rubbing her skin.


    The man was a mute, so he wiped her face without uttering a word, and she was in pain because of his


    shirt button.


    She had such a strong reaction to the situation and was under the assumption that the man was¡­


    ¡°I¡¯m sorry that I misunderstood.¡±


    She was a blind person subjected to way too much discrimination. Her heart went out to the person


    before her who had almost the same disability as her.


    ¡°It¡¯s fine. me it on my friend if you want. He¡¯s always trying to do something with good intentions but


    turns out bad because he can¡¯t speak ¡± Den said smilingly, ¡°Moreover, he was careless and hurt you,


    Ms. McKinnon. How about this? I shall be the host and buy you dinner as an apology, Ms. McKinnon?¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s fine.¡± Deirdre lowered her gaze. She did not enjoy interacting with outsiders anyhow. She was


    terrified earlier, yet she was still panic-stricken now.


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    ¡°It was only a trivial matter¡­ Moreover, it¡¯s gettingte, and I would like to go home.¡± ¡°Alright then


    ¡°Den did not insist and sounded like he was rather happy that Deirdre was sensible enough not to


    cause more trouble for him. ¡°Since you don¡¯t want it, I won¡¯t impose on you either. Erin,


    send Ms. McKinnon to the door.¡±


    A woman walked over and helped Deirdre to walk to the door.


    Deirdre could feel as if a gaze was constantly locked on to her along the way without looking away for a


    moment. She felt slightly uneasy and quickened her walking speed subconsciously.


    Meanwhile, Den patted Kyran¡¯s shoulder after Deirdre left. He said with piqued interest, ¡°What¡¯s


    going on? Do you like her?¡±


    Kyran shifted his gaze and took a seat without making a sound.


    Den was already used to his old friend¡¯s mannerisms. He took a seat with a cigarette in his mouth. ¡°I


    haven¡¯t gotten around to watching the musical after all this time, so it¡¯s finally time for me to feast with.


    my eyes today.¡±


    Deirdre had just arrived at the entrance when she bumped into Madame Russell, who came to pick her


    up. ¡°What happened to Tobey, Deirdre? Why is he leaving all of a sudden? He didn¡¯t even pack up his


    things. and called me to pick you up.¡±


    Deirdre said, ¡°I¡¯m not too sure, either. However, Tobey said that something happened at work and that


    he


    is needed.¡±

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    Chapter 310 Let Me Think About It


    ¡°Yikes¡­¡± Madame Russell¡¯s expression was solemn. ¡°I heard him speaking on the phone with an


    anxious tone. Do you think something bad has happened?¡±


    ¡°No.¡± Deirdreforted Madame Russell by saying. ¡°Tobey sounded anxious because he was worried


    that he wouldn¡¯t be able to catch thest bus. There¡¯s no airport here. However, I believe the matter is


    not dire because Tobey said he will be back when he is done handling the matter¡±


    ¡°Great then.¡± Madame Russell cracked a smile. She asked mysteriously while she held.Deirdre¡¯s hand


    to walk home, ¡°How was it? How was the performance?¡±


    ¡°It was rather impressive,¡± Deirdre answered with her head lowered In reality, she had only listened to


    the performance¡¯s first half.


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    ¡°How about Tobey and you?¡±


    ¡°Huh?¡± Deirdre was caught off guard. ¡°What about Tobey and me?¡±


    Madame Russell smiled mischievously. ¡°Tobey reminded me to take good care of you repeatedly when


    he called me before he left. He was having such a hard time parting with you that he wished to take


    you with him. I¡¯m his mother, so I can most certainly tell how he feels. Tobey still has feelings for you.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s head was in a chaotic mess. She said with her head lowered, ¡°1. Madame Russell, please


    hold on first and let me think about it.¡±


    ¡°Sure, sure, sure!¡± Madame Russell¡¯s eyes lit up, and she was beaming widely. She held Deirdre¡¯s


    hands tightly and said, ¡°Think about it, think about it! Don¡¯t worry. I¡¯ll still be your family regardless, and


    so is Tobey! You don¡¯t need to feel burdened!¡±


    Deirdre smiled with great effort as her heart was overwhelmed with emotions.


    Too many events had transpired today, and she was having a hard time taking it in, especially the man


    who was like Brendan. His appearance was a crushing blow to Deirdre.


    She began to wonder what she would do if Brendan discovered her whereabouts.


    The drowning incident had not been wlessly executed.


    She could only calm herself with great effort after taking a shower. Shey on the bed and began to


    think that she could not continue doing this anymore. She would have to tidy up the yard sooner so she


    could leave at any moment when her mother had aplete resting spot.


    Deirdre fell asleep soundly after drafting the n.


    The next morning, Madame Russell stuffed a box in her hand. Deirdre opened the box to discover that


    it was a phone with buttons.


    ¡°Tobey instructed me to get this for you so he can get in touch with you more conveniently. The buttons


    on this phonee with sound feedback, so you can dial numbers without seeing.¡±


    Madame Russell taught her how to use the phone briefly, and Deirdre felt her heart sink ever so


    slightly.


    Tobey had told her that he would be back in a few days before he left, but judging by the situation, it


    would take more than that.


    Deirdre was using an old phone from the start, so she got familiar with the new phone soon enough.


    The phone rang when she was digging up the earth in the yard.


    She picked it up, and Tobey¡¯s voice sounded at once. ¡°Is that you, Deirdre?¡±


    Tobey¡¯s voice sounded exhausted.


    Deirdre hesitated for a moment before she said, ¡°You sound tired, Tobey. Are you alright?¡±


    I¡¯m fine.¡±


    Tobey perked up himself with great effort, but in reality, the situation was direr than he described it to


    be. It felt as if someone targeted him.


    However, he could not allow himself to put the negativity of his job on Deirdre. He said with his hand


    propping his head, ¡°I headed to thepany after traveling through the night, and I haven¡¯t had time to


    rest yet.¡±


    ¡°You should rest earlier then, Tobey.¡± Deirdre was anxious. ¡°You didn¡¯t have much time from the start,


    so don¡¯t get dyed because of me.¡±


    ¡°I know that I don¡¯t have much time either, but¡­¡± Tobey said with a vexed smile, ¡°I¡¯m so tired that I


    thought about calling you all of a sudden. I wanted to listen to your voice because it is the only thing


    that will help me to rx now.¡±

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    Chapter 311 Are You Willing to Go to Eastgene?


    Deirdre was moved into silence. Her tongue failed her, and it took her minutes to recover her voice


    finally. ¡°Tobey, I¡­ I¡¯m not worth it.¡±


    She did not deserve his concern. She was a hideous, blind, formerly-incarcerated ticking time bomb


    whose very presence could spell trouble at any time. She did not deserve to be with a man whose life


    was


    on the ascent.


    Tobey¡¯s tone darkened. ¡°Don¡¯t you dare look down on yourself, Deirdre. Or was that a dig at my


    romantic preferences?¡±


    Deirdre fell silent.


    ¡°You want me to tell you the ugly truth? Okay,¡± he added. ¡°Truth is, I¡¯m taking advantage of the current


    you. You¡¯re at your most vulnerable, a lonely soul crying out forpanionship and a ce to belong.


    I¡¯m merely seizing this moment. You know why? Because I know that even now, even when it seems


    like I¡¯m at the height of my life, I don¡¯t measure up to even a fragment of the blinding splendor you used


    to


    emanate.¡±


    Deirdre had always been their school¡¯s brightest star. Her destitute family background had done


    nothing to stop her academic excellence. She could have easily gotten a ce among the nation¡¯s


    most elite schools if she had wanted to.


    Then, there were the suitors. She was the belle to so many of his peers that Tobey literally had no


    chance.


    Deirdre bit her lip, and her eyes turned misty. ¡°No, Tobey, you¡¯re wrong! I¡¯m not half as good as you


    seem to think I am. I don¡¯t want to be that thing that gets between you and your-¡±


    ¡°No, Deirdre. Nobody is half as good as you,¡± Tobey intercepted firmly.


    A long beat of silenceter, he asked, ¡°Would you be willing toe to Eastgene?¡±


    He broke the silence caused by her shock and continued. ¡°My mom¡¯s hale and hearty now, but I


    wouldn¡¯t want her to stay in this ce alone in the near future. I have a ce and a job in this city now.


    All I need is the right time to get my mother over here so she can stay with me. If you like, you can


    come and join me. too. This will make it easy for me to care for you.¡±


    Was he asking her toe to a city she had never been to?


    Deirdre was stunned. She had not thought of this option at all, but now that heid it out in the open,


    Deirdre could not help but recognize its merits. This could be a new beginning. A new, unfamiliar ce-


    so pristine and unmarred from Brendan¡¯s presence. Maybe this was where she could begin her life


    anew.


    I¡¯m not trying to coerce you into doing anything you don¡¯t want, Dee. All I¡¯m trying to do is to show you


    our future. See, my door will always be open for you even if you reject me.¡±


    Tobey, I. I need to think.¡±


    ¡°Sure thing I¡¯m kinda beat for the day, too! Gotta hit the hay soon. Good night!¡±


    ¡°Yes. Good night.¡±


    Their call ended, but her emotional upheaval did not. Deirdre hade here because the familiarity of


    Ophelia¡¯s origin called to her. Telling her to jettison all of this was a very high order.


    Furtherplicating the matter was her rtionship moratonum. She could not decide if she wanted to


    ept a man into her heart-especially when she knew she harbored no genuine love for Tobey She


    was still lost in thoughts when she heard a chorus of kids hollering from outside, ¡°She¡¯s not a


    princess, she¡¯s a freak! She¡¯s a blind, unwanted pig! No princes will wanna fall in love! Kissing her will


    make you sick!¡±


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    Their merry insults went on for a few times until one of them muttered quietly, ¡°Are you sure that man.


    isn¡¯t in there? What if he suddenlyes out of there and kicks my *ss?¡±


    ¡°No way!¡± The leader of the pack brushed his concern off loudly. ¡°My mom saw him driving away from


    the vige in his carst night, so I bet he¡¯s back to working in the city or whatever. He ain¡¯t in there,


    you wuss! We can do whatever we like, and no one¡¯s gonna stop us!¡±


    ¡°Really?¡± The rest of the crowd visually rxed. Then, squaring off their shoulders and puffing their


    lungs, they chanted outside the door again, ¡°She¡¯s not a princess, she¡¯s a freak! She¡¯s a blind,


    unwanted pig! No princes will wanna fall in love! Kissing her will make you sick!¡±


    Deirdre could tell from the voices that these were young kids who had not started their formal


    schooling. Their working parents left them at home, so their grandparents spoiled them into bullies with


    no concept of respect or empathy.


    She did not n to pay them any attention. Lowering her eyes back to the ground, she continued


    uprooting the weeds. The kids would leave her as soon as they got bored.

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    Chapter 312 He¡¯s Angry


    Suddenly, a lone rock coursed through an arc and mmed onto her forehead. A sharp pang jolted her.


    Deirdre moved her hand and felt warm blood on her fingers. Her head swam in a dizzy sea of pain as


    she heard the children¡¯s remarks.


    ¡°We know you¡¯re in there, you freak! Don¡¯t pretend not to hear us! It¡¯s your eyes that are busted, not


    your ears! Haha, she thinks she can stay inside and say nothing, guys! Then we¡¯ll y try to hit the


    freak¡¯ with her!¡±


    The children did exactly what they said they would Rocks began to shower at her, and the fact that


    every single onended at her quickly removed the possibility of coincidences Her visage turned pale


    Enough was enough. Deirdre was just about to rise when she heard the child¡¯s unkind delight turn


    awry. ¡°H -Heeeey! Who the h- What are you doing!?¡±


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    There was a crash. Something was chucked onto the ground


    Deirdre opened the gate and was immediately greeted by the sound of the leader¡¯s angry tears ¡°How


    dare youy your hands on me, you stinky outsider!? Just wait! I¡¯m gonna tell Granny! She¡¯ll make you


    regret this, j*rk!¡±


    He scrambled away. His sycophants followed suit, casting their rocks away before bolting away in a


    cloud of dust.


    Deirdre took a deep breath, endured the sting in her forehead, and turned toward the gate. ¡°Who is


    this?¡±


    To her confusion, there was no answer. A jolt of realization broke her stupor, and she answered herself,


    ¡± Is that you, Mr. Reed?¡±


    Her intuition told her the man nodded. She heard him sidle up to her.


    Before she could say more, she felt the strands covering her forehead parting before his fingertip


    grazed close to her new gash. He was careful not to directly touch her wound, but she inhaled sharply.


    He stopped. Deirdre could somehow feel rage emanating from across her. ¡°M-Mr. Reed? Are you¡­ Are


    you angry?¡±


    She stopped herself in disbelief. Why would he be angry? She could not fathom any reason to. No, she


    must have mistaken him.


    Whatever the truth was, the man could not say it. He simply tightened his grip around her wrist before


    leading her in an unknown direction. Stunned, Deirdre frowned and demanded, ¡°H-Hey, where are we


    going? S-Stop!¡±


    She shook his hand away. ¡°I¡¯m notfortable with this. Please let me go.¡±


    The man, strangely, seemed to have left her alone. He walked away, to her surprise, but she did not


    pay it any mind. Maybe he was disappointed with Deirdre¡¯s reaction and decided to leave.


    Maybe she was in the wrong. Her attitude toward the Good Samaritan was pretty nasty for a woman


    who had just been protected from those bullying children. She might not have used harshnguage,


    but she did not thank the man, either.


    Her head protested in pain. Deirdre almost reached out to it before stopping herself. Her fingers were


    dirty with mud and soil.


    She made her way back to the yard and resumed her work. She had just dug up a small mound when


    she heard the gate creak. Someone had pushed it open.


    Looking toward it, she yelled, ¡°Madame Russell?¡±


    There was no answer, just footsteps pacing closer to her.


    ¡®It¡¯s Kyran Reed again.¡¯ She was unsure what he was nning to do this time, but she could hear him.


    crouch. Then, she felt her jaw being gently lifted and the softness of a cotton ball dabbing around the


    ridge of her cut.


    She would be lying if she imed it did not hurt. She tugged on the cuff of the man¡¯s sleeves


    reflexively, but he did not stop. After cleaning her wound, he dressed it up with a bandage, his


    movements. featherlight and delicate.


    It was only then Deirdre understood what had happened. ¡°When you were yanking me to, well,


    somewhere, were you just trying to help me with my injury, Mr. Reed?¡±


    There was still no answer, but Deirdre¡¯s heart softened. The man could not speak, so he could not


    express his concern for her injury. When he saw her fighting him, he decided to bring the first-aid kit


    straight to her instead.


    His intention was altruistic, yet she thought the worst of him and guarded herself. Why? Because he


    reminded her of Brendan the first time they met?


    Well, how was that fair?


    ¡°Thank you,¡± Deirdre said after it was over. ¡°You¡¯ve helped me twice¡­ No, three times now. I wouldn¡¯t


    know what to do if you didn¡¯t help me, so¡­ yeah. Thank you, truly.¡±

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    Deirdre lifted her head and pursed her soft lips into a polite smile.


    She was mesmerizing. Despite the absence of life in her damaged eyes, something in her face


    radiated. It summoned a wave within Kyran¡¯s chest so violent that he had to press his lips thin to battle


    the urge.


    He extended his fingertip and wrote on her palm, ¡®No need.¡± Then, a momentter, he wrote, ¡®Sorry for


    last


    time.¡±


    Deirdre stiffened a little, then she understood him. He was talking about their meeting during the


    musical. He had hurt her forehead.


    ¡°It¡¯s okay,¡± Deirdre replied, smiling. ¡°I misunderstood you, that¡¯s all. You just wanted to help. Besides,


    my forehead was pretty much healed by nighttime.¡±


    The man gave no response for a long beat before writing. I¡¯m still sorry.¡±


    He knew how ufortable Deirdre was when a stranger touched her, so he had been writing on her


    palm with a tinyer of tissue between his finger and her skin. His fingertip lingered in the middle of her


    hand before waltzing around to form a string of words, tickling her.


    Deirdre froze and realized how wrong she was of the stranger. Brendan would never apologize for


    something so trivial and insignificant. He would never treat her this gently, either. The Devil¡¯s only


    desire was dominance and possession-to equate Brendan to someone like Kyran was an unkind insult.


    ¡°Did youe here just to apologize?¡± She wondered aloud. It would make sense, after all. Kyran was


    not one of the vigers. He could not have possibly walked past her yard by chance.


    The man tapped on her palm, signaling yes.


    She giggled. ¡°You didn¡¯t have to, Mr. Reed. I should have thanked you instead! It was going to be a


    nasty fall had you not caught me right on time.¡±


    ¡®Help you,¡¯ he said.


    He took some of her gardening tools and began to help out.


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    At first, Deirdre had wanted to stop him, but the man was already scooping up dirt and soil. She quietly


    thanked him and picked up the uprooted weeds.


    His muteness made him a very quietpanion. The silence eased her, and she began to enjoy her


    rare break. Closing her eyes, she allowed herself to feel the warmth of the winter sun showering on her


    skin.


    Suddenly, Deirdre felt someone watching her. Kyran had stopped his work.


    She was embarrassed. How could she forget that someone else was with her? ¡°Oh God, that was¡­


    Sorry. You were so quiet, I forgot you were here. I must have looked really silly to you, huh?¡±


    The man thought for a moment and proceeded to write on her hand, ¡°You are pretty.¡±


    He thought she was beautiful when she threw her head back, closed her eyes, and enjoyed the sun.


    He thought she was beautiful in her authenticity-there was not a trace of pretentiousness or affectation


    in her demeanor, and it was just beautiful to him.


    Deirdre was stunned. By the time she recovered, she realized btedly that the tips of her ear had


    turned scarlet. It had been a while since she heard anyone praise her-Tobey never tried topliment


    her outright of course, it was likely because she hated them since ttery only embarrassed her.


    And yet, there was an overwhelming wave of sincerity in every stroke of his finger, as though he was


    carving his words into her heart. His eyes seemed to be prating her own-his ardor was


    unencumbered nor disguised in them.


    She retracted her hand, self-conscious. ¡°T-Thanks.¡±


    The man did not make any move. He simply stared at the reddening tip of her ears before returning to


    work.


    ¡°Dee Dee? Time to take a break, hon. It¡¯s lunchtime. I¡¯ve made your favorite dish toda- Aye?¡±


    Madame Russell had strode into the yard from outside as she spoke, and as soon as her eyes befell on


    an uninvited guest, she faltered. Warily, she asked, ¡°Who is this?¡±


    Deirdre rose to her feet. ¡°Madame Russell? This is Mr. Kyran Reed. He¡¯s Mr. King¡¯s friend.¡±


    ¡°Mr. King¡¯s friend?¡± The older woman echoed as she surveyed the man. Not even his nondescript


    getup. rolled-up sleeves, and stint in the field could disguise his regality. Nobody could be fooled into


    thinking he was one of the ordinary masses.


    Besides, the expensive watch on his wrist basically betrayed his social standing. And by God, the gap


    between him and the vigers was just too stark to miss.

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    Chapter 314 Love at First Sight


    As for the man¡¯s looks¡­.


    The anxiety bubbling within her mind made Madame Russell frown. She had always believed her son


    to be handsome, so much so that he could sitfortably among typical male leads in a romantic


    drama. But this guy?


    He looked like what happened when God decided to show her just how premature her conclusion was.


    Madame Russell quickly took up Deirdre¡¯s hand. ¡°Mr. Reed?¡±


    The man did not answer.


    Deirdre spoke on his behalf. ¡°He can¡¯t speak, Madame Russell. He¡¯s mute.¡±


    ¡°Mute?¡± The older woman parroted. A new hint of pity colored her gaze. She could not help herself-she


    had imagined a man who looked as gorgeous as this young one would speak with a dulcet voice.


    ¡°Yea. He helped me, Madame Russell. Some of the kids in the vige threw rocks into the yard while I


    was walking, and it was Mr. Reed who chased them away. Then he helped me plow.¡±


    At that moment, Madame Russell turned her attention away from Kyran to the bandage on her


    forehead. Her heart ached. ¡°What the¡­ What happened? Did those brats do this to you?¡±


    Deirdre could not bear to stress her out, so she fibbed smilingly, ¡°Oh, no. This was an ident on my


    part.¡±


    Madame Russell was not going to buy a lie as undercooked as this one. ¡°Oh, those punks are gonna


    get it this time! I¡¯m telling the vige head!¡± she snarled, gritting her teeth. ¡°Trouble-making imps!


    Someone should glue their backsides to the chairs in a school!¡±


    Deirdre smiled.


    The older woman squeezed her hand and turned back to Kyran with a decorous grin. ¡°Thank you for


    sticking up for my Dee Dee, Mr. Reed!¡±


    The emphasis on ¡°my¡± was both intentional and implicative. Madame Russell found it hard to believe


    that a stranger would help Deirdre out of pure-hearted altruism, and since Tobey had gone away, she


    had to make sure her appointed future-daughter-inw did not be someone else¡¯s girlfriend


    overnight.


    Kyran¡¯s eyebrows furrowed despite himself. He thinned his lips.


    Madame Russell began to tug on Deirdre¡¯s hand. Thetter sensed the change in the air as well, but


    she did not resist the older woman. She nodded to Kyran and bid him goodbye. ¡°Thanks for your help,


    Mr. Reed! You can leave the tools on the ground. That will do. Excuse us!¡±


    Madame Russell¡¯s pace was unnaturally frantic.


    Deirdre found herself struggling to keep up. ¡°S-Slow down a bit, Madame Russell! Why are we going so


    fast? Did you leave something in the oven?¡±


    ¡°Yep. That¡¯s right. Something in the oven. Right,¡± she muttered under her breath, distracted. A moment


    later, she regretted being secretive and decided to talk it out.


    ¡°Dee Dee, what are your thoughts on this Mr. Reed?¡± she asked in a hushed voice.


    Deirdre widened her eyes, nonplussed. ¡°Er, he¡¯s a really nice guy.¡±


    A very well-mannered, ever-tempered guy, in fact. He was steadfastly gentle even in the face of her


    Overreaction.


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    She could not possibly react to someone like that with apathy or cold indifference, could she? Deirdre¡¯s


    heart was not made of stone.


    Madame Russell waved. ¡°That¡¯s not what I meant! I mean, do you like him?¡±


    ¡°Like him?¡± Deirdre was taken aback. She inhaled sharply and replied, ¡°We¡¯ve only met each otherst


    night! You¡¯re way ahead of me, Madame Russell.¡±


    ¡°No, hon. I¡¯m pretty sure I¡¯m not.¡± She patted the back of Deirdre¡¯s hand. ¡°When you¡¯ve lived as long as


    me, you¡¯ve seen what it¡¯s like when a man falls in love at first sight. It¡¯s especially easy to tell when a


    day has passed, you know?


    ¡°I¡¯m worried that this Mr. Reed is going after your heart, Dee Dee, and that you might say yes to being


    with him. But we don¡¯t know who he really is, right? You should definitely not fall for him just because


    he disys some basic decency to you right now, okay?


    ¡°Judging from his social status, he might as well be from an entirely different than the one we


    live


    in!


    ¡°I don¡¯t want you to get hurt, hon. At least I can tell, without a shadow of a doubt, that my Tobey will


    never mistreat you in any way!¡±


    Deirdre was stunned. A momentter, sheughed. ¡°Oh God, Madame Russell! You¡¯re overthinking


    this. really!¡±


    Clearing her throat, she asked, ¡°How does Mr. Reed look?¡±


    ¡°Well! Tall and handsome. Wouldn¡¯t you know?¡±

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    Chapter 315 He¡¯s Just a Kid!


    ¡°Well, there you have it!¡± Deirdre chuckled. ¡°He¡¯s handsome and a friend of Mr. King, which means he¡¯s


    also rich, isn¡¯t he? Why would someone like that take a liking to a random blind woman in some


    backwater vige? It¡¯s just weird! I mean, I doubt his disability hardly hurt his desirability. I wouldn¡¯t


    meet his standard even if he lowered it!¡±


    ¡°Lord, I swear¡­¡± Madame Russell faltered. How was she supposed to tell her about Kyran¡¯s stormy


    scowl the moment she emphasized on Deirdre being hers?


    And which handsome, rich Prince Charming would deign himself with menialbor for a woman he just


    met? Aristocrats like these probably lived their entire lives without ever touching any kind of work tool!


    ¡°Come on, Madame Russell.¡± Deirdre cooed reassuringly. She wrapped her arm around the older


    woman¡¯s. ¡°Mr. Reed identally injured my foreheadst night, so today, he came to apologize and


    help to make it up for me. He¡¯s not interested in me, okay? And it¡¯s impossible, too. My conditions and


    everything? So, let¡¯s not think too much. Agree?¡±


    ¡°He hurt you? Oh, sweetie! Where?¡± Madame Russell felt a pang in her chest.


    ¡°Just my forehead. Don¡¯t worry. It¡¯s all good now.¡±


    The older woman had not noticed Deirdre¡¯s injury in the darkness of the night, so it came as news to


    her. Still, knowing Mr. Reed¡¯s intention made her rx. It made sense for him to help her if it was just a


    means to apologize.


    And maybe Kyran had frowned because Madame Russell herself was being rather hostile instead of¡­


    some other reason. Nobody would have liked her attitude!


    The two entered the house and had their meal. Deirdre¡¯s recovery was palpable-her appetite had


    returned, and she finished her mealpletely. After they were done, she got ready to return to the


    yard.


    ¡°Don¡¯t bother with that, Dee Dee. Help me clean these potatoes. I¡¯m gonna sell them in the market and


    buy you some nice, new winter wear.¡±


    Deirdre nodded and backtracked into the house. She had just started her work when someone banged


    on their door.


    ¡°Come out, Eilis, or so help me God!¡±


    Deirdre froze in mid-action. Madame Russell cast the pail in her hands to the floor. ¡°What¡¯s the big


    idea? And to use Our Lord¡¯s name in vain!¡±


    She opened the door, but before she could see who it was, the stranger¡¯s hands broke in and shoved


    the older woman away. ¡°Where is that blind good-for-nothing, huh? I want her here, now!¡±


    Madame Russell scowled. ¡°What in the name!?¡±


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    An old woman stood akimbo before her with a scowl as though someone owed her a year¡¯s rent. She


    had dragged her grandson with her, too, apparently.


    ¡°Why are you looking for Dee Dee?¡±


    ¡°Why? Lord Almighty, you¡¯re asking me why!?¡± The old woman yelled at the top of her lungs, ¡°That


    blind she-devil of yours hit my grandson! Poor Bobby was sobbing the moment he came home! Well, I¡¯ll


    show her! How dare she do this to him!? I¡¯m not leaving until she apologizes to my Bobby!¡±


    ¡°What!?¡±


    Both Madame Russell and Deirdre were shocked. Deirdre-hitting Bobby? She did not eveny her


    hand


    on his hair!


    It did not take Deirdre long to figure out why Bobby lied. That sly little urchin knew he could not possibly


    offend someone of Kyran¡¯s station, so he decided to shift the me on an easier target.


    The old woman followed Eilis¡¯ gaze. Seeing Deirdre, she shoved Eilis away and stormed toward the


    young woman, scoffing. ¡°So, you¡¯re that she-devil, ain¡¯t you? You¡¯re an adult! How could an adult hit a


    child, huh? Have you no shame?!¡±


    ¡°Mrs. Boebert! Just what are you doing?!¡± Eilis cried, shielding Deirdre. ¡°We hardly know what really


    happened between them, so how about we rein ourselves in from those nasty usations and insults?


    I don¡¯t think Dee Dee is even capable of hurting your grandson!¡±


    ¡°You don¡¯t think? So you¡¯re using my Bobby of lying, huh!?¡± Mrs. Boebert was incensed. Putting her


    hands on her hips, she bellowed, ¡°How can he possibly lie? Bobby¡¯s just a kid!¡±

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    To Eilis¡¯ credit, she would not let some old woman walk all over her. Scowling, she rebuked, ¡°Oh,


    really? Your Bobby is also the same gremlin who stole O¡¯Connor¡¯s harvest and beat up other kids every


    few days. in a week, ain¡¯t he? How many peopleined to the vige head about this? I lost count.


    Now you¡¯re telling me the samed is somehow incapable of lying?¡±


    Mrs. Boebert¡¯s eyes widened in rage. Livid, she knocked over their potatoes to the ground.


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    ring, Eilis yelled, ¡°What the heck!?¡±


    Everyone in the vige knew just how much trouble Mrs. Boebert posed. She had always been the type


    to bully others with her seniority.


    ¡°You just used my grandson without proof, Eilis!¡± Mrs. Boebert shrieked. She yanked Bobby¡¯s arm


    and pulled him into the fray, her wrinkled finger training at a little sore spot on his forehead. ¡°You see


    this? Bobby has never-I say never!-been bullied by anyone all his life, so how about one of you do


    some exining right now before I drag this out all day!?¡±


    Eilis was about to repartee when Deirdre tugged on her arm. ¡°Allow me, Madame Russell.¡±


    ¡°No, sweetie! Go back inside and ignore her,¡± she whispered back. ¡°Mrs. Boebert doesn¡¯t listen or talk.


    sense. She¡¯s nuts! She isn¡¯t going to walk away no matter what you do unless it¡¯s exactly as she wants


    it. You won¡¯t win in an argument with her, guaranteed, so leave her to me. Besides¡­ I don¡¯t believe you


    have it in you to hurt a child, Dee Dee. I¡¯m 100% confident about this!¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s eyes watered. When was thest time anyone had that much faith in her character?


    It was precisely that same unconditional faith from the older woman thatpelled her to step in and


    stop the whole thing from spiraling out of control.


    ¡°I was the cause of this thing, so I¡¯ll settle it,¡± Deirdre replied, her grip tightening.


    Turning back to Mrs. Boebert, she raised her voice, ¡°It was my fault that your grandson got hurt,


    ma¡¯am. I think an apology for that alone is fair. But! Your grandson will have to say he¡¯s sorry, too.¡±


    She pointed at the bandage on her forehead. ¡°Your grandson mocked me while I was minding my own.


    business in my yard and threw a rock at me. He caused this injury. Doesn¡¯t that count for something?¡±


    Mrs. Boebert¡¯s expression turned stormy. It was as though she had regained whatever misguided


    bravado she had at the beginning. ¡°Who the h¡¯ll cares if you got a little cut on your forehead when the


    rest of your face already looks like an ident? Can you really me kids for throwing rocks at you


    when you look like a freakshow?¡±


    She scoffed mockingly. ¡°H*ll, Bobby could whack you with a stick, and it still doesn¡¯t mean you can just


    hit back! You¡¯re an adult, for Christ¡¯s sake! You¡¯re literally the bigger person. So be the bigger person!


    Jesus, it¡¯s like you have no shame!¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s face turned pale, but Eilis turned red. ¡°So, that gremlin is the one responsible for your


    injury!?¡±.


    She yanked Deirdre away and shielded her with her body. Her voice was shaking in a fury. ¡°Boebert,


    you dreadful bag of bones! There¡¯s being insensible, and then there¡¯s this! What would happen if your


    tyrannical little gremlin caused a concussion to Dee Dee, huh? Do you even have the money to pay for


    her medical bills?¡±


    Mrs. Boebert was almost choked into silence, but she recovered quickly enough to sneer. ¡°Who the hell


    cares about what-ifs when that she-devil is obviously fine right now? Besides, you all made it sound like


    it¡¯s some godd med critical condition. How the hell am I supposed to know if that¡¯s true when you had


    that all covered behind some bandage? Maybe you aren¡¯t even hurt! Maybe this is all a big, fat


    nder!¡± Deirdre drew a deep breath and yanked her bandage away.


    Her gash-red, sore, and very swollenid bare in front of them. ¡°Happy now? Was it nder? You tell


    me!¡±


    A crowd had begun to pool around them. The attention somehow added fuel to Mrs. Boebert¡¯s fire. ¡±


    What¡¯s this supposed to mean, huh? Oh, so this is what you¡¯re trying to do. You¡¯re trying to make a


    scene, so I¡¯ll look like the bad guy here! Aww, shucks! Who knew a youngdy like you could be a


    world-ss schemer? No wonder God took your mother away from you and punished you with that


    face! Serve you right!¡±


    All colors were drained out of Deirdre¡¯s face.


    Eilis¡¯s fury reached a boiling point. ¡°How dare you!? Boebert, you crazy, heartless broad! I¡¯ve been very


    patient with you only because you¡¯re an old bag of bones on your way out, but you sh*t all over my


    goodwill with that foul, disgusting mouth!¡±


    ¡°You hear that, everyone!?¡± Mrs. Boebert shrieked before falling on her butt and squeezing crocodile


    tears out of her eyes. ¡°She thinks she can bully a helpless old woman just because her son¡¯s a college


    graduate with some fancy job in the city!


    ¡°She thinks she¡¯s better than me now! Did it ur to her that I was a widow very early on in my life?


    Does she care that my child¡¯s been working out there, leaving me alone here? Does it matter to her


    that my precious grandson is all I have now?


    ¡°No! She¡¯s probably d that even a blind woman can walk all over me! Oh, God, why are my lots so


    bad? Have You no pity for meeeeee!?¡±

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    Chapter 317 Extortion


    Few could endure the optics of a bawling old woman. Naturally, some of the bystanders were


    compelled to mediate.


    ¡°Come on, Eilis! Look at Mrs. Boebert. She¡¯s so old and can barely walk on her own these days. You


    can¡¯t possibly think she came to you, despite the difficulty, just so she could nder you in public,


    right?


    ¡°Besides, nobody wants an unresolvable conflict among ourselves, right? This is a small ce, Eilis.


    Tell, uh, that girl to apologize and get this over with.¡±


    ¡°Amen to that! We are a tight-knitmunity. We know everyone here, drink the same water, and live


    under the same sky. It doesn¡¯t do any of us good if themunity splits because of something so


    trivial, right? Something as trivial as picking a fight with a little kid, too! If I may be frank, Eilis, do you


    really think that youngss is as trustworthy as you hope?¡±


    Theirments were like thorns stinging Deirdre¡¯s chest.


    Eilis, however, was having none of it. That¡¯s enough!¡± She erupted in rage.


    Even if she did care a great deal about maintaining the vige¡¯s peace, she s¡­ wanted to defend


    Deirdre. Eilis was fed up, and her face visibly trembled. ¡°If you all want to frame this whole incident as


    my Dee Dee picking a fight with a kid, then why don¡¯t you all also consider that Bobby is picking a fight


    with a blind. -woman?! Dee Dee can¡¯t see a thing, people! She could not even harm Bobby unless that


    imp started it


    first!


    ¡°And Lord Almighty, have any of you no shred of sympathy!? Why can¡¯t you all just be a bit nicer to her


    after all the terrible ordeals she went through? Ask yourselves: when did herte mother ever mistreat


    any of you when she was alive, huh!?¡±


    The bystanders suddenly fell silent.


    Deirdre took a deep breath. She must not let Eilis alienate the rest of the vige any further. As these


    people had said, everyone knew everyone else in a small vige like this one. Next to everyone¡¯s


    peace and co-existence, Deirdre¡¯s thoughts simply did not matter.


    ¡°Madame Russell?¡± She spoke up and smiled softly. ¡°Thank you for sticking up for me, but I think¡­ I


    think I¡¯m the one at fault here. It¡¯s true. I shouldn¡¯t have picked a fight with a child.¡±


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    ¡°Darn it, Dee Dee! You got to stop being so nice, or everyone¡¯s gonna wipe their boots with you, you


    hear me?¡± Eilis refuted hotly.


    That tragic smile she disyed pained Eilis a lot. ¡°They are lucky that all you got was an external


    wound. What if you ended up with head trauma, huh?¡±


    Deirdre cast her blind eyes to the floor. ¡°Which is why I¡¯ve decided to leave this house as little as


    possible from now on.¡±


    The crowd looked down ufortably.


    Deirdre steeled herself and turned to the old woman. ¡°Mrs. Boebert? I formally apologize to you and


    your grandson. I shouldn¡¯t have picked a fight with a child, and I promise I won¡¯t do this anymore. I


    hope that you and Bobby can forgive me.¡±


    Mrs. Boebert, unfortunately, did not n to let things slide so easily. ¡°Ha, will you look at that! If an


    apology is all we need, then why do we need the criminal justice system andw enforcement?¡± Eilis


    saw red. ¡°What!? You said you only wanted an exnation!¡±


    Mrs. Boebert red at her. ¡°Oh, did I? When? Look at Bobby¡¯s arm! It¡¯s all sore and red! God knows


    this requires a medical examination, Eilis. I mean, what if his bone was fractured? You can¡¯t possibly


    think a full body checkup doesn¡¯t require expenses, right?


    ¡°Let¡¯s just cut to the chase. 300 dorspensation and we¡¯re good. Otherwise, one guess.¡±


    The answer was so obvious it did not need to be stated. She was not going to leave unless she


    received 300 dors from them.


    Everything about her proposal was preposterous. Even the well-manned Deirdre could not help but


    clench her hands into fists. She took a deep breath and raised her voice. ¡°Fine.¡±


    Mrs. Boebert¡¯s face lit up. Before she could express more of her joy, though, Deirdre quickly added,


    ¡°But your grandson hurt me too. I guess that means I should also do a medical checkup in the hospital,


    right? Your grandson injured my head, see. Even if it seems like I¡¯m fine for now, I can¡¯t rule out side


    effects in the future. To prevent unexpected problems with my brain, I will have to perform medical


    checkups every few months. Can you pay for all of that from here on out?¡±


    ¡°You b*tch!¡± Mrs Boebert shrieked. She leaped to her feet and lurched at Deirdre. ¡°How dare you try to


    extort money from me!?¡±


    Eilis quickly stepped between them. ¡°Extort you, Mrs. Boebert? We could never! We¡¯re just following


    your logic. If your grandson¡¯s injury warrants a checkup, then Dee Dee¡¯s injury is just as deserving,


    don¡¯t your agree?

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    Chapter 318 The Celebratory Dinner


    Mrs. Boebert was shocked. She could not even find the words to refute them. ¡°W-Why you-¡±


    Suddenly, a steady rhythm of footsteps approached them. Den King¡¯s jocr tone sounded. ¡°Whoa!


    What¡¯s going on here? Are you guys having a party here?¡±


    Deirdre clenched her fists instinctively. She could not help but be worried. Kyran could not possibly be


    with him, right? If he were¡­ Bobby might suddenly switch his target and name Kyran, the culprit. Then,


    because the young man was mute, Mrs. Boebert would bulldoze him even harder with a one-sided


    argument!


    To Deirdre¡¯s relief, Den added, ¡°Okay. Why does everyone look so intense? Is this because I¡¯m


    crashing the party or something?¡±


    He said ¡®I¡¯, not ¡®we.¡¯ Den was alone this time.


    Mrs. Boebert had seized the chance to slink away from the fray with Bobby in tow. Maybe she was


    afraid of taking up Deirdre¡¯s medical costs after all. Either way, the rest of the crowd broke off soon


    enough. leaving a slightly nonplussed Den with Deirdre and Eilis.


    Raising his eyebrow, he wondered aloud. ¡°Uh¡­ What just happened?¡±


    Eilis rxed. ¡°Nothing. There was some petty quarrel in the neighborhood. Don¡¯t trouble yourself with


    it. How can we help you, Mr. King?¡±


    Den smiled and handed her an invitation. ¡°Our development n is about to be official! To


    mark our first sess, I¡¯ve hosted a celebratory dinner in town, and I would love to have you join us,


    Mrs. Russell!¡±


    ¡°Oh, my Lord!¡± Eilis was surprised. She would have expected the vige chief to be invited. ¡°I don¡¯t get


    it. I didn¡¯t help much! I don¡¯t think I deserve the honor.¡±


    ¡°This is just untrue, ma¡¯am. You helped us a lot. Without you, we wouldn¡¯t have been able to finalize


    our traffic and road designs. Besides, you¡¯re one of the most senior members of Alnwick. We¡¯re only


    going to need even more of your help going forward. So, please, do attend the dinner!¡±


    When someone was as earnest as Den was, why not?


    Eilis liked the young man enough-despite his wealth and social standing, he disyed not even a whiff


    of a superiorityplex. But still, she could not help but be reminded of Deirdre¡¯s situation. Thus, she


    pushed the invitation back into Den¡¯s hand.


    ¡°Mr. King, thank you for your kind invitation. But I¡¯m afraid I can¡¯t. Deirdre¡¯s dinner depends on me, you


    see.¡±


    Denughed. ¡°Well, good thing I have another invitation extended to Miss McKinnon too, then.


    There, problem solved. Here you go, Miss McKinnon.¡±


    ¡°M-Me?¡± Deirdre¡¯s mind turned nk. She shook herself out of her stupor and forced a smile, shaking


    her head. ¡°T-That won¡¯t be necessary. You should go, Madame Russell. I¡¯ll heat something up for


    tonight.¡±


    Deirdre knew she was a liability to everyone around her. She was just not fit for events like these.


    Den churned his thoughts for a moment and decided to neither ept nor refute Deirdre¡¯s refusal.


    ¡°I¡¯ll send someone to drive you to the venue by today¡¯ste evening, so there¡¯s time for you to consider,


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    ¡°Frankly, I think it¡¯s important for you to attend this event, not just because it¡¯ll delight me, but because


    my


    friend will appreciate it as well. As you already know, he¡¯s mute and doesn¡¯t like these events. It makes


    him feel¡­ alienated. You know, alone in the crowd.


    ¡°But if you¡¯re there with him, I bet he¡¯ll feel a bit more at ease. So, this is for my friend. If essibility is


    your top concern, Miss McKinnon, rest assured that I¡¯ll do my best to amodate you to the fullest!¡±


    With that, Den turned away and left.


    For some reason, Deirdre¡¯s mind began to conjure scenes-Kyran, sticking out of the crowd, bing


    the gossip of the event as people gawked at him. Den would not have the time to exin Kyran¡¯s


    condition to everyone-he would be too busy checking in on everyone.


    What would that leave Kyran to? People would flock to him, point out his ¡°difference¡±, ¡°and hawk on


    him about it to no tomorrow.


    And he would be helpless against it like she usually was, would he not?


    Den¡¯s driver came that evening, and Deirdre took the ride.

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    Chapter 319 I Really Miss You


    No, it was not because she had thepassion of the Virgin Mary. Nope, it was definitely not because


    her heart bled for the pitiful and destitute. She only agreed to join the party as a form of thanks.


    Yeap, definitely as a form of thanks for those two times Kyran helped her.


    Deirdre had received Tobey¡¯s call by the time she got out of the vehicle. Standing by the roadside, she


    could not help but note the fatigue in Tobey¡¯s voice, no matter how gentle he was. ¡°Going to a dinner


    tonight with my mom, Dee?¡±


    Deirdre was not surprised that he knew. Madame Russell must have told him. ¡°Yeah.¡±


    ¡°Okay. Be careful, please. Don¡¯t drink. If I recall correctly, you aren¡¯t exactly a drinker. Just tell them


    you¡¯re allergic to alcohol, and they will definitely leave you alone in fear.¡± Tobey quipped. ¡°Go home as


    soon as it¡¯s over, please.¡±


    ¡°I know, Toby. I know.¡± She chirped. His voice was reassuring-the way a kind-hearted big brother¡¯s was


    Don¡¯t worry. I¡¯ll make sure your mom won¡¯t drink too much herself.¡±


    ¡°Heh, thanks,¡± he replied quietly. Then, quite suddenly, his tone took a slightly fric turn. ¡°I miss you


    so much, Dee. I wish I could just abandon my work ande home to see you!¡±


    Deirdre was stunned. Before she could answer him, however, she felt a strong grip mping around


    her wrist. The force was so great her mind immediately conjured Brendan¡¯s image.


    Her voice was trembling when she called out, ¡°W-Who is this?¡±


    Tobey caught onto her panic. ¡°What¡¯s wrong?¡±


    Eilis was caught in a conversation with the vige chief at a distance, but she managed to notice.


    Deirdre¡¯s predicament just in time. rmed, she strode toward her and raised her voice. ¡°Mr. Reed,


    Dee


    Dee! What¡¯s the matter?¡±


    ¡®Kyran?¡±


    Oddly enough, the reveal soothed Deirdre. ¡°No, it¡¯s nothing. Toby. Just a friend I¡¯ve just made. He¡¯s a


    friend of the developer, too, and he¡¯s probably here to greet us,¡± she said to Tobey. ¡°Anyway, gotta go.


    Bye.¡±


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    As the call died, Deirdre exhaled a sigh of relief. She honestly did not know how to react to what Tobey


    had said.


    Kyran watched her hang up the phone, and his expression was unreadable. He reached out to her


    palm, his finger ready to write when Ellis snatched her hand away from his grip and shielded Deirdre


    behind her back.


    ¡°Uh-her, Mr. Reed? Please don¡¯t get too handsy with my Dee Dee here. It¡¯s not a good look for her,


    okay?¡±


    Kyran frowned. Something in his eyes seemed to darken.


    Deirdre realized it was a misunderstanding, so she wrapped her arm around Eilis¡¯ and tried to exin, ¡±


    Oh, Madame Russell, he wasn¡¯t being disrespectful. I think Mr. Reed wanted to talk to me, but he can


    onlymunicate by writing on my hand.¡±


    ¡°Oh, is that all?¡± Eilis replied, a little rxed now. Then, she frowned again. ¡°But honey, even though


    that was his intention, it was still plenty inappropriate! People are watching, you know. The vigers are


    gonna talk. You know what they¡¯ll gossip about.¡±


    Eills was not wrong at all. Most of the vigers were unabashedly conservative enough that they would


    start spreading nasty gossip over even harmless things.


    Stuck, Deirdre could only sh Kyran an apologetic smile. She could not tell just what sort of


    expression. the young man might be wearing.


    Luckily for them, Den-the extroverted social master-came to their rescue. He was as affable and


    chirper as always. ¡°Mrs. Russell! Miss McKinnon! Perfect timing! We¡¯ve been waiting for you inside.


    Your seats have already been decided for you, too. Come on. I¡¯ll show you!¡±


    Eilis was taken aback by how opulent the entire hotel looked from the inside. It was as though the


    entire building was gilded or draped in gold. ¡°Mr. King, h-how much money does this whole dinner


    cost? Gosh!¡±


    ¡°Meh. About 2,000 dors for a full-course meal, I think? Honestly, it¡¯s worth it if it means we can all


    have a great time tonight. Come on. Your table¡¯s up the steps.¡±


    The group began to climb. Eilis held Deirdre close to her, their attention heightened by the potential


    hazard

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    Chapter 320 He¡¯s Been Paying Attention to You


    The stairs proved themselves to be almost a little too fancy. Sometimes it was a wide, t tform.


    Sometimes, it had a series of narrow steps. And that was not counting the twists and bends, too!


    Deirdre was hopeless against the stairs¡¯ unpredictable aesthetics. She finally miscalcted and missed


    her step.


    Before she fell, though, she felt a firm hand holding her tightly by her waist. It was warm and strong,


    and it helped her regain her footing.


    Deirdre immediately knew it belonged to Kyran.


    Eilis panicked so hard that her face turned white. She only sighed in relief when she saw Deirdre was


    all right. Patting her chest, she cried, ¡°Thank God you¡¯re here, Mr. Reed! Thank you! She could have


    seriously hurt herself if she fell from here!¡±


    Den snickered. ¡°Well, it¡¯s not like Kyran¡¯s famous for being seriously meticulous and observant¡­ Or


    that he¡¯s been quietly guarding Miss McKinnon¡¯s six¡­ Or that he¡¯s readied himself to catch her the


    moment she trips, right?¡± he teased.


    Deirdre was a little stunned. Kyran had been standing behind her this whole time just in case she


    needed. help?


    Even the way Eilis looked at him changed. Sheepishly, she began to praise the man for being so


    amazingly attentive.


    Deirdre listened to the older woman¡¯s effusive litany and found herself agreeing to every single praise.


    Even she herself might not have thought that far ahead.


    But Kyran was attentive enough to care. This was a man who was mindful of the people around him. At


    man who would notice the little things. It was probably the biggest difference between him and


    Brendan.


    Maybe, it was a trait developed from the sensitivity of one who saw the world differently, all because of


    his disability.


    Suddenly, Deirdre felt like she resonated with him just a little more.


    Den led them along to their destination. He seemed to have reserved the entire first floor for the


    banquet, Eilis told Deirdre, because the vigers were not alone. There were other unrecognizable


    people, too, who all looked like rich businesspeople.


    Eilis immediately took off to join a conversation between Alnwick vigers. Meanwhile, Deirdre found a


    quiet spot and made herselffortable.


    A few momentster, she felt someone sitting nearby. There was no prelude to a conversation, so she


    knew it was Kyran again. Her mind drifted to her incident at the stairs. She turned to him and said


    solemnly. ¡°Thanks for saving me back there. It could have been a very nasty fall.¡±


    She could feel movement from the other side, so she instinctively reached her hand out and opened


    her. palm.


    He stiffened. Then, he rapped on the coffee table with his knuckles lightly as if to tell her he heard her.


    ¡°So, what did you want to say to me just now? Why don¡¯t you write on my hand?¡± she asked.


    There was no reply. Deirdre heard the sound of fabric being lightly grazed. Suddenly, aputerized


    voice spoke. ¡°I don¡¯t want them to gossip.¡±


    It came from his phone.


    Deirdre reeled in realization and giggled softly. He was actually worried about that? About what Eilis


    had said?


    ¡°Oh, I doubt they have the guts to say anything about you.¡±


    Kyran furrowed his brows. ¡°I meant gossiping about you.¡±


    ¡°Me?¡±


    ¡°I don¡¯t care about what other people think of me. But you¡¯re a member of the vige. I will not stand for


    them to turn you into some dehumanizing form of entertainment.¡±


    Deirdre froze. Never in her mind had she imagined anyone-who was aplete stranger to her just


    two days ago-would care so much about her. Shaking herself out of her daze, she replied, ¡°It doesn¡¯t


    bother me.¡±


    Sheughed mirthlessly. She did not need Kyran to be the talk of the vige. She was blind, and


    her face was ruined. And she got into hot water several hours ago. All that basically cemented her as


    Alnwick¡¯s gossip target.


    She was used to it.


    Kyran seemed to be at a loss for words. He was tapping away on his phone at one moment only to


    delete. the entire thing the next.


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    Deirdre tried again. ¡°Hey, didn¡¯t you have something you wanted to tell me?¡±


    Before she could get her answer, a new crowd had formed around them. The leader of the


    congregation, face ruddy in the afterglow of his beer, pushed his mug close. ¡°Yo, is that you, Deirdre?


    Mr. Reed! What are the two of you doing, squatting in this corner?


    ¡°This is a paaaaartay! Woooooooo! Where¡¯s your godd*mned drink? Ain¡¯t no one¡¯s weaseling their way


    out of this one, especially you, Dee Dee. When was thest time all of us old mates got together? The


    last time we saw each other, you were just 18!¡±

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    Chapter 321 The Damsel in Distress


    A viger thought he was familiar with Deirdre and impolitely stuffed a ss of beer into her hand.


    ¡°Come on! Let¡¯s make a toast. If mountain tourism booms, and we build some kind of resort, our Vige


    Alnwick will be famous! With this, we shall celebrate!¡±


    Deirdre was put in an awkward situation because she couldn¡¯t drink.


    Because Eilis wasn¡¯t around, Deirdre hesitated. It took her a while before she finally decided to ask,


    ¡°I¡¯m sorry. I can¡¯t drink. Can I rece the beer with tea instead?¡±


    ¡°Rece the beer with tea?¡± The man grimaced as he insisted, ¡°How can you not know how to drink


    when you¡¯ve been out of the vige for so long? Are you trying to despise me for refusing the drink I


    offer?¡±


    ¡°No, I don¡¯t mean it!¡±


    ¡°Drink if you don¡¯t mean it!¡± demanded Archie. ¡°What are you afraid of? It¡¯s just half a ss of beer.


    Moreover, no one would molest you if you were drunk.¡± Archie scoffed.


    Archie ended up bursting out into such boisterous and contagiousughter that the other vigers


    followed suit, ignoring Deirdre¡¯s problem.


    Archie couldn¡¯t stopughing until he sensed the frigid gaze of a man beside him, who was known as


    Kyran.


    Archie¡¯s expression turned stiff as he could clearly sense Kyran¡¯s hostility. He simply interpreted the


    hostility as the result of him neglecting Kyran and said with an apologetic smile, ¡°Mr. Reed, Mr. King,


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    Mr. Reed didn¡¯t do anything even after Archie finished his ss.


    Archie felt rather awkward and asked tentatively, ¡°Mr. Reed?¡±


    ¡°He cannot speak,¡± replied Deirdre on Kyran¡¯s behalf.


    ¡°Cannot?¡± Archie rolled his eyes upon realizing that Kyran was mute. He jeered, thinking that both


    Kyran and Deirdre were a perfect match as they were mute and deaf, respectively.


    ¡°In that case, Deirdre, let¡¯s drink together! Since we¡¯re from the same vige, you mustn¡¯t despise me


    just because you used to live in the city!¡± Archie poured himself a ss of beer, clinked Deirdre¡¯s ss,


    and said, ¡°Cheers!¡±


    Archie chugged his ss of beer. Meanwhile, Deirdre clutched the ss tightly. Thinking of not spoiling


    the fun, she forcefully held the ss toward her mouth.


    In the next moment, someone else snatched the ss in Deirdre¡¯s hand away.


    Deirdre was stupefied. It was only when she heard the crowd cheering she learned that Kyran drank it


    on her behalf.


    ¡°Mr. Reed, you look so indifferent that I never expected that you¡¯d drink on Deirdre¡¯s behalf. For you to


    be the knight of this damsel in distress, does it mean that you¡¯re into her?¡± Archie and the other


    vigers. jeered.


    ¡°If you want to marry Deirdre, it won¡¯t be that easy. You can¡¯t simply take her away just because you¡¯re


    handsome. After all, Deirdre used to be a very beautifuldy in our vige.¡±


    Deirdre was ignoring their jeers. Only that phrase ¡®to be a knight of damsel in distress¡¯ stupefied her.


    When she recollected herself, she said gently, ¡°Oh, Archie, stop pulling Mr. Reed¡¯s leg. He¡¯s just good


    at taking care of people. If taking care of someone is equivalent to liking someone, does it mean you do


    like


    Hayley because you¡¯ve been helping her a lot?¡±


    Deirdre was half-joking, but Archie felt guilty.


    Archie was indeed into Hayley, but thetter had be his buddy¡¯s wife. The sense of guilt


    dissipated half of his desire to drink. He could only force a fakeugh as a response to Deirdre¡¯s


    question.


    When it was time for the dishes to be served, Eilis returned with a handful of candies, which she stuffed


    into Deirdre¡¯s hand.


    ¡°These candies taste good. I got them from the waiter. Have a try.¡±


    Deirdre knew Eilis loved candies more than herself. Hence, she wrapped them in a napkin, thinking of


    giving them back to Eilis when they got home.


    When the waiters served dish after dish, Eilis would ask Deirdre for her preferences and take them


    onto her te ordingly, just because Deirdre was blind.


    Eilis took a nce at thetest dish served and asked, ¡°Deirdre, would you like to have some


    pastries?¡± Deirdre nodded. Eilis took one and put it on Deirdre¡¯s te.

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    Chapter 322 He Knew She was Allergic?


    Deirdre picked up the pastry with her hand. When she was about to put it into her mouth, a sudden


    force hit the pastry on her hand, making her heart skip a beat.


    Eilis was stupefied. ¡°What¡¯s the matter?¡±


    Kyran didn¡¯t say anything when he took away the te of pastries.


    This incident, however minor, had attracted much attention.


    ¡°What¡¯s happening?¡± asked someone.


    Even Deirdre was dumbfounded. It was obvious that Kyran didn¡¯t want her to have that pastry, but she


    didn¡¯t understand why.


    An inexplicable sense of suspicion gushed out from the bottom of her heart.


    Everyone grimaced at the interlude and jokingly said that Kyran loved that pastry so much that he took


    them all away.


    ¡°Nah, do you think Mr. Reed is like you?¡± A man jeered. ¡°Did you see the watch on his wrist? It¡¯s a


    watch. that costs hundreds of thousands of dors. How could such a person be interested in that low-


    cost pastry? I think he simply wanted to get the waiter to change to another dish just because he saw


    no one eating them?¡±


    ¡°Probably.¡±


    As the groupughed, they no longer paid any attention to the minor interlude. It was only Deirdre who


    kept frowning, feeling weird.


    Eilis patted her chest, calming herself. ¡°What¡¯s the matter with Kyran? How could he simply take that


    te of pastry away and not let you eat it? Aww, look at the pastry. It¡¯s dropped on the floor.¡±


    Deirdre shook her head in reply to Eilis. Following that, she couldn¡¯t suppress her curiosity and


    whispered, ¡°Madame Russell, what¡¯s that pastry made of?¡±


    ¡°How would I know? The bakers of this hotel made it look so fancy that I only know it¡¯s purple in color.¡±


    Feeling more dubious, Deirdre pondered for a while before she said with pursed lips, ¡°Can you still see


    the pastry on the floor? Can you pick it up for me to check?¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s dirty. Don¡¯t tell me you want to eat it?¡±


    ¡°No, I¡¯m not eating it. I just want to smell it.¡±


    Although Eilis was confused, she picked up that pastry from the floor.


    Deirdre split the pastry and smelled it.


    It was yam


    .


    She frowned, her heart skipped a beat, and she subconsciously bit her lip. It smelled like yam. ¡°Are you


    alright? Because Eilis was obsessed with dramas featuring power and love struggles in the imperial


    pce, she asked half-jokingly when she saw Deirdre¡¯s reaction, ¡°Don¡¯t tell me it¡¯s poisonous?¡± Deirdre


    dropped the pastry in her hand and forced a smile. ¡°If I could detect the poison in it by smelling it, I¡¯d


    better be a toxicologist¡±


    Eilis chuckled and no longer dwelled on it. Nevertheless, Deirdre looked somewhat gloomy and


    tightened her sp under the table.


    To her, the yam was simr to poison because she was allergic to yam.


    She could smell it but not eat it. Otherwise, she would have rashes all over her body, difficulty


    breathing, nausea, and vomiting. In short, she would put her life in danger if she were to eat it.


    Eilis didn¡¯t know about this allergy of hers. Only those who used to live with her knew about it. They


    were Madame Brighthall and Brendan.


    Deirdre shuddered. In fact, Brendan knew about it because of an ident.


    It was when she acted as Charlene and went with Brendan to the family mansion at a fixed time for


    dinner.


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    At that time, there was yam in one of the dishes.


    Madame Brighthall took a piece of yam for Deirdre as a way to express her love. ¡°Deirdre, do have


    more food. How can you still be so thin even after a year of marriage? Can it be that Brendan has been


    mistreating you?¡±


    ¡°Mother.¡± Brendan pretended to be tender as he looked at Deirdre and said helplessly, ¡°How could I


    treat her badly when I finally managed to marry her?¡±


    ¡°In this case, why is Deirdre looking so thin?¡± Madame Brighthall rolled her eyes at Brendan before she


    turned to Deirdre. ¡°Do take more food, Deirdre. You need to be a little bit more chubby to stay healthy.¡±


    Looking at the loving face of Madame Brighthall, Deirdre couldn¡¯t tell that she was allergic to yam and


    forced herself to take them in.

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    Chapter 323 Who Are You?


    At the end of the dinner, Deirdre went upstairs and rummaged through her bag for her allergy medicine


    while enduring her difort.


    However, she hadn¡¯t brought the allergy medicine because she never ate yam.


    Therefore, she could only endure the nausea and dizziness. While lying on the bed, she felt pain. Even


    at that moment, she was afraid to be seen by Madame Brighthall and covered herself with a nket.


    At that moment, she suddenly heard the sound of the door being opened from outside, and Brendan¡¯s


    unhappy voice followed it.


    ¡°Deirdre, do you think that I¡¯m taking you here to rest? Get out!¡±


    Seeing that Deirdre didn¡¯t respond, he lifted the nket coldly and saw Deirdre¡¯s skin was covered with


    rashes. She was lying curled up, panting as if she was on the verge of death.


    ¡°Deirdre!¡±


    Brendan was shocked. He dropped the nket and grabbed Deirdre¡¯s shoulder as he said with panic in


    his eyes, ¡°What¡¯s going on?¡±


    Deirdre held back her sadness as she tried spitting out words. ¡°Allergy Allergic to yam.


    Brendan got what she meant and roared, ¡°Are you stupid!? Why did you eat it when you know you¡¯re


    allergic to yam!¡±


    ¡°B-because¡­ you¡¯ll be unhappy¡­¡±


    Brendan was stupefied. When he recollected his senses, he carried Deirdre and rushed downstairs


    without hesitation. Meanwhile, from Deirdre¡¯s perspective, she saw Brendan panicking like never


    before. His resolute jawline was tightly stretched, like a string being pulled tight.


    It was because of this emotion Deirdre had gained the courage to persist.


    She had assumed Brendan still cared for her even though he always would provoke her.


    Otherwise, how could he run red lights recklessly with his eyes reddened just to try to save her life?


    He could simply leave her behind. She was a mere substitute, after all.


    Nevertheless, Deirdre finally realized that Brendan didn¡¯t care about her. What he cared about was her


    face, her identity, and Charlene.


    Thinking of Brendan, Deirdre had a heartache again.


    Deirdre¡¯s lips turned pale. When Eilis saw it, she hurriedly held Deirdre¡¯s hands. ¡°Are you alright,


    Deirdre?¡± Deirdre forced a smile. I¡¯m fine.¡±


    It was just in time when a waitress came over. Hence, Deirdre turned to the waitress and requested,


    ¡°Hi, I have a stomachache. Can you please take me to the restroom?¡±


    ¡°Sure, pleasee with me.¡±


    Eilis wanted to go along with Deirdre, but thetter did not allow her. ¡°Madame Russell, no worries, I


    can go myself. You should just enjoy your meal. I¡¯lle back in a bit. Moreover, we are now in a hotel,


    not on the road. I won¡¯t be lost.¡±


    ¡°Alright, doe back quickly.¡±


    ¡°Sure.¡±


    Deirdre could remember the path toward the restroom under the guidance of the waitress. Therefore,


    before she entered, she said, ¡°Thank you, miss. You may now go back to your work. I¡¯ll take a long


    time, so I¡¯ll return on my ownter.¡±


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    ¡°Are you sure you can return on your own?¡±


    ¡°Yes, I can remember the distance.¡±


    Since Deirdre had said so, the waitress left without hesitation because she had other things to do as


    well.


    Deirdre got into the restroom and washed her face, trying to wake herself up.


    Even though the water was cold, she didn¡¯t feel calm but sophisticated.


    She didn¡¯t know why Kyran had taken away that yam pastry. Did he do it by ident, or did he know of


    her allergy?


    Shuddering, Deirdre bit her lower lip as she recalled each time when Kyran helped her.


    They were mere strangers. Even Deirdre herself couldn¡¯t be so good to a stranger. Moreover, Kyran


    was someone with high status. Who was he? Could he be¡­

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    Chapter 324 Suspected Him


    The answer was obvious to Deirdre.


    Otherwise, Kyran¡¯s act of taking away the yam pastry she was allergic to would be inexplicable.


    However, she couldn¡¯t exin why Brendan would stand by her side like a stranger and do nothing


    else¡­.


    Therefore, she went to the restroom and washed her hands repeatedly until she was calm.


    She followed the wall and walked out of the restroom. Someone who followed after saw her. ¡°Deirdre?¡±


    Deirdre turned in the direction of the voice and recognized the voice as the vige chief.


    ¡°Deirdre, what¡¯re you doing here?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m here to take some rest.¡±


    ¡°Really?¡± The vige chief pondered. ¡°Anyway, it¡¯s great that you happen to be out here. I¡¯ve been


    wondering how to talk to you in private.¡±


    Hearing the vige chief¡¯s tone, Deirdre had a hunch that something was wrong. She paused before


    asking. ¡°What is it?¡±


    ¡°Did you argue with Mrs. Boebert earlier today?¡±


    Deirdre nodded and tried to exin, ¡°It was because-


    ¡°Deirdre, I don¡¯t want to know the reason. You should know that Mr. King values the piece ofnd


    behind us, and he is willing to develop it as a resort. This is a golden opportunity for us. Your act has


    negatively affected our vige. Moreover, Mrs. Boebert¡¯s health is poor. If she bes too sick just


    because of rage, and if that developer learns of this matter¡­¡±


    Deidre was silent.


    The vige chief patted her shoulder. ¡°Do take note of this. I¡¯ll return to the room first.¡±


    Deirdre stood at the spot when the vige chief left. She felt the cold breeze and disappointment as she


    leaned on the wall.


    She knew clearly that the vige chief had said that because Mrs. Boebert was one of his extended


    family. Although it was normal for the vige chief to show favoritism, she simply couldn¡¯t understand.


    She thought she was right about that matter with Bobby.


    She had been rooted on the spot until a man suddenly came toward her. Following that, she heard the


    mechanical sound of a mobile phone. ¡°Why are you out here?¡±


    The man was Kryan.


    Deirdre was surprised. Since she suspected Kryan¡¯s identity, she resisted his approach.


    Because she could reply, Kryan frowned. He reached out, but Deirdre shook him off as soon as he


    touched her fingertip.


    Kryan was stupefied. So was Deirdre. She then exined, ¡°I¡¯m sorry. I¡¯m not used to someone


    suddenly touching me.¡±


    ¡°Understood.¡± Kryan typed and yed one word and went on typing another. ¡°Are you emotional?¡±


    The sentence transferred by the phone sounded very strange. It sounded like a question but also like a


    certainty.


    Deirdre lifted a corner of her lip. ¡°How do you know?¡±


    ¡°From your expression. It¡¯s gloomy.¡±


    Deirdre touched her face. It was icy cold because she had washed it with cold water earlier.


    ¡°Why?¡±


    Deirdre didn¡¯t know how to answer because she couldn¡¯t say it was because of Kyran.


    In fact, due to her suspicion that Kyran was Brendan, she was so afraid that her face became pale as a


    sheet. However, even if she asked, she wouldn¡¯t get an answer anyway.


    ¡°I just recalled something from the past and felt rather emotional. Don¡¯t worry about me.¡±


    Kyran typed on his mobile phone again. But this time, he pondered for quite a long time and deleted all


    except the sentence: ¡°I¡¯m all ears whenever you want to speak.¡±


    ¡°Only after I¡¯ve calmed down.¡± Deirdre lowered her eyes. ¡°Let¡¯s just go back in.¡±


    She felt sophisticated enough to stay with Kyran.


    She didn¡¯t resist Kyran, but on the other side, she felt that Kyran was that man.


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    With all these thoughts running through her mind, she was left with only an answer. She had to verify it


    herself whether Kyran was Brendan.

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    Chapter 325 The Look of Kyran


    Deirdre was blind, while Kyran was mute. Hence, superficial judgment wouldn¡¯t work.


    Upon return, Deirdre suddenly asked Eilis, ¡°Madame Russel, what does Kryan look like?¡±


    ¡°Why?¡± Eilis was startled, as if her future daughter-inw would be taken away. Following that, she


    sighed resignedly. ¡°Well, I can¡¯t stop you from being together with Kryan anyway. Although I¡¯ll miss you,


    I can see that he¡¯s truly good to you.¡±


    ¡°No, I just feel that he¡¯s like someone I know,¡± exined Deirdre. She hadn¡¯t expected that Eilis would


    misunderstand her.


    ¡°Someone you know?¡± Ellis was spreading the nket on the bed and couldn¡¯t get Deirdre¡¯s meaning.


    What do you mean? Why hasn¡¯t he told you anything if he is someone you know?¡±


    ¡°Perhaps it¡¯s been so long that he¡¯s forgotten. But I need to confirm whether he¡¯s a local because I owe


    him something.¡±


    ¡°Oh, I see.¡±


    Eilis had been seeing Deirdre as a good child all this while, so she didn¡¯t think Deirdre would lie to her.


    She only thought Deirdre was merely cutting the story short and began to figure out how she could.


    describe Kryan to Deirdre.


    ¡°I can¡¯t depict what he looks like. He¡¯s quite handsome and talented. Hmm, how am I supposed to


    describe him?¡±


    It happened that the television was ying the most popr song, and Eilis said, ¡°He¡¯s more


    handsome than this singer.¡±


    Deirdre was in a daze, biting her bottom lip tightly.


    She had never doubted Brendan¡¯s handsomeness. Otherwise, she would have never fallen for him at


    first


    sight.


    She was truly mesmerized by Brendan¡¯s face, so much so that she had to face a series of tragedies


    and even cause her mother¡¯s death.


    Upon recollecting herself, tears had welled up in her eyes. She lowered her head and asked, ¡°Madame


    Russel, do you have a smartphone?¡±


    ¡°Yes, the one I¡¯m using is a smartphone. And I know how to send a message to Toby using WhatsApp.


    It¡¯s just that the signal here isn¡¯t good, so I don¡¯t use it often.¡± Eilis showed off.


    ¡°C-Can you search a name with the search engine andpare the person¡¯s Images with Kyran?¡±


    ¡°Sure.¡± Eilis got to Deirdre and said, ¡°Tell me the name.


    ¡°Brendan Brighthall.¡±


    Eilis was stupefied and looked at Deirdre. She was familiar with the name because the news about the


    wife of Brendan, the CEO of a well-knownpany in Neve, hitting someone with a car two years ago,


    had created an uproar.


    The news had be a popr topic in the neighborhood.


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    However, Eilis didn¡¯t think much and searched Brendan¡¯s name.


    Deirdre clenched her hands tightly, feeling extremely distressed. ¡°How¡¯s it? Have you found it?¡±


    ¡°Hold on.¡± Eilis was still exploring. ¡°There aren¡¯t many pictures of Brendan Brighthall, and I can¡¯t find his


    front face picture. Ah! Found it!¡±


    Deirdre further tightened her clenched hands. She had no idea why she would feel so chaotic and


    scared. She couldn¡¯t tell whether she was afraid that Kryan would be Brendan and that she would have


    to leave the Vige Alnwick or whether she essentially didn¡¯t want Kyran to be Brendan.


    When Eilis erged the image, she just took a nce and showed a look as expected. ¡°It¡¯spletely


    two different people. They don¡¯t look alike although they are both handsome.¡±


    ¡°Really?¡± Deirdre gasped and asked, ¡°Madame Russel, are you sure?¡±


    Eilis was amused. ¡°Although I¡¯m over 50, I¡¯m not presbyopic to the stage that I can¡¯t see anything yet. If


    there is any simrity between these two people, I might suspect it is a photo problem, but obviously,


    they are different.¡±


    ¡°Different? Is he r-really not Brendan?


    Deirdre sat down on the bed, grabbing the nket vigorously.

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    Chapter 326 Nightmare


    ¡°How could it turn out this way¡­¡±


    Eilis found it strange when she heard Deirdre. ¡°Deirdre, did you misunderstand something? Don¡¯t tell


    me that you thought Kryan was Brendan Brighthall? How is it possible? No matter how powerful Kryan


    is, he can¡¯t bepared to Brendan Brighthall.


    ¡°After all, as the CEO of the Brighthall Group in Neve, Brendan Brighthall has hundreds ofpanies


    under his control. How could such a mane to our remote vige and stay for a long time just for a


    resort project?¡±


    Deirdre seemed to have lost all her energy. After hearing what Eilis said, she felt her spection was


    ridiculous.


    ¡®Yes, if he were Brendan, he would have dragged me out of the vige. How could he stay with me in


    the vige?¡±


    She lifted a corner of her lips and agreed. ¡°Yes, you¡¯re right. It¡¯s me who¡¯s been thinking too much.¡±


    ¡°You are not only thinking too much, but you¡¯re also looking for trouble yourself.¡± Eilis didn¡¯t take it


    seriously. As if recalling something, she kept standing in the same spot. ¡°Oh yeah, didn¡¯t you say that


    Kyran looks like someone you know? Can it be that Brendan Brighthall is someone you know?¡±


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    Deirdre was shocked by the question.


    There weren¡¯t many images of Brendan, but Deirdre was not sure whether her portrait would be shown


    on the news. Eilis might not have noticed it, but what if she could recall¡­


    Deirdre didn¡¯t even dare to gasp. Instead, she forced a smile and said, ¡°With my background, how is it


    possible that I can meet someone like Brendan Brighthall? It¡¯s just that person I know looks like him.¡±


    ¡°No, don¡¯t despise yourself. No matter how noble Brendan Brighthall is, he isn¡¯t as precious as a giant


    panda. Moreover, even if he were a giant panda, we could buy a ticket to visit him in the zoo.¡±


    Deirdre was amused and smiled. Eilis rubbed Deirdre¡¯s hands as she said, ¡°Finally, you¡¯re smiling.


    You¡¯ve been looking gloomy since you got back. I thought you were frightened by the incident when


    Kryan took away that pastry.¡±


    ¡°Somewhat.¡± Deirdre knew it wouldn¡¯t make sense if she didn¡¯t admit it, so she said, ¡°I don¡¯t understand


    why he did that.¡±


    ¡°Just ask him. Although he¡¯s mute, he¡¯s not dumb.¡±


    Deirdre nodded, and Eilis told her to sleep and switch off the light for her.


    Deirdre Jay on the bed and had an inexplicable dream.


    She dreamed of someone holding her hand and writing words on her palm. She couldn¡¯t see his face,


    but she knew he was Kryan.


    But in a blink of an eye, Kryan¡¯s face gradually became clear and suddenly became Brendan¡¯s His


    expression was as cold as ever, his hands were strangling her neck tightly, and his ck eyes seemed


    to be looking at a corpse


    ¡°Deirdre, how dare you escape. Regardless of where you escape, I will catch you and not let you go!¡±


    Deirdre gasped and woke up in a state of panic. Even though the warmth of the sun was shining on


    her, the chill coursing through her spine could not be resolved no matter what.


    She put her hand on her forehead, thinking she must have been in distress.


    It was made clear that Kryan was not Brendan. Yet, she had the nightmare. Hence, she thought she


    might be too stressed.


    However, she still wanted to rify with Kryan about that matter about yam because she wanted to


    know why.


    Just as she was thinking, she heard some noises outside, which sounded like the voice of Mrs.


    Boebert. Deirdre¡¯s heart skipped a beat, and she wondered if she was here to make a fuss again.


    Therefore, she immediately put on her clothes and went out. ¡°Madame Russell.¡±


    Eilis hurriedly went toward Deirdre and noticed that Deirdre was wearing her shoes on the wrong feet.


    What¡¯s the matter? Why are you rushing to the point that you are wearing shoes on the wrong feet?


    Hurry up and go back in. Look at how you wear your clothes as well. You should have tucked them in.


    Otherwise, you¡¯ll catch a cold.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s face was still white as a sheet. She took a deep breath and asked, ¡°Did Mrs. Boebert just


    come?¡±


    ¡°Yes.¡± Eilis finally understood the matter Deirdre was concerned about and chuckled, ¡°No worries, she


    didn¡¯te to create trouble but to apologize.¡±

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    ¡°Apologize?¡± Deirdre thought she had misheard and was stupefied. ¡°Howe?¡±


    Eilis had the same doubt as well. ¡°I was wondering the same. Given Mrs. Boebert¡¯s personality, would


    she be polite if she didn¡¯te to make a scene? To think that she woulde over to apologize? She


    also brought a bag of jujube. She wanted to say sorry to you personally, but I told her you were busy


    and sent her away.¡±


    Deirdre frowned heavily. ¡°Did she say anything else?¡±


    ¡°No. Let me askter.¡± While putting the bag of jujube away, Eilis said, ¡°Anyway, this it¡¯s just in time for


    this item to be delivered. I¡¯ll cook some jujube porridge for you today.¡±


    ¡°Okay.¡±


    Deirdre nodded. Following that, she returned to her room, freshened up, and made the bed. When she


    finally left the room, Eilis had left-only the porridge was still cooking in the pot.


    Smelling the fragrance was already sweet, Deirdre carefully groped for the switch. As soon as she


    managed to turn off the fire, Eilis rushed over. ¡°Deirdre, do you know what I heard outside?¡±


    ¡°What¡¯s it?¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s about Mrs. Boebert. Do you know why she came to apologize?¡± asked Eilis in high spirits.


    Deirdre paused for a second and asked, ¡°Why?¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s because of Mr. King! While they were discussing kickstarting the resort project, they said all


    houses in our vige would have to be rebuilt or renovated. Then, Mr. King suddenly told the vige


    chief that Mrs. Boebert had to apologize to us. Otherwise, not only would she lose her opportunity to


    renovate her house, but she would also not be given any benefits in the future. That¡¯s why she came


    over in a hurry.¡±


    Deirdre was startled as she listened.


    No matter how happy Eilis was at the ability to relieve her anger, Deidre wasn¡¯t delighted at all. She felt


    tense instead.


    ¡°Why? Why would Mr. King do so?¡± asked Deirdre only after a while, frowning.


    It was unreasonable that Den would help her. After all, Den, as a businessman, had no reason to


    come forward just because of a trivial conflict among the vigers.


    Could it be¡­


    Eilis was made aware of the situation. But because she was big-hearted, she didn¡¯t dwell on the issue


    tool much when it wasn¡¯t a disadvantage for her. She just smiled as she said, ¡°Perhaps Mr. King is a


    good man. He couldn¡¯t see us honest people being wronged like this, so he¡¯s here to maintain justice.¡±


    Following that, Eilis went todle porridge into a bowl.


    Because of that dream, Deirdre had to force herself to finish the bowl of porridge. When Eilis wanted to


    serve her another bowl, Deirdre immediately refused. ¡°No, Madame Russell. I¡¯m full already. Let¡¯s keep


    it for dinner¡±


    ¡°Okay.¡±


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    When she got out, she didn¡¯t go toward her own house but to the vige entrance.


    The church at the entrance of the vige had be the ce where people like Den stayed. As


    soon as Deirdre arrived at the door, Den came over with a cigar. ¡°Hey, Miss McKinnon, are you here


    for a walk today?¡±


    ¡°No, I¡¯m not here for a walk,¡± answered Deirdre as she breathed vapor.


    ¡°In this case, what are you here for? Can it be that you are purposely here for someone?¡± asked


    Den. Deirdre was slightly embarrassed. She mustered her courage and said, ¡°This morning, Mrs.


    Boebert came to apologize to me. Then, I found out that it was you who made the request. I would like


    to know how you learned about the matter between Mrs. Boebert and me. Why did you help me?¡±


    Before Den had time to answer, someone came out from the room, snatched away the cigar in


    Den¡¯s hand, and extinguished it. Only then did Den realize that Deirdre had been covering her


    nose with her hand, trying not to breathe in the smell of the cigar.


    Den¡¯s smile became more ambiguous. ¡°Well, the protagonist is here. You may just ask him yourself


    while I¡¯ll excuse myself.¡±


    He patted Kryan¡¯s shoulder and left.

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    Chapter 328 What Answer Do You Want


    Kyran¡¯s pitch-ck eyes were locked on Deirdre¡¯s face. The tip of her nose reddened from the cold as


    she had walked all the way here.


    Perhaps it was because of her indifferent attitude yesterday, or perhaps it was because she had doubts


    about who Kyran really was that she could no longer smile defenselessly.


    Anyway, when she recollected herself, she heard a voice from Kyran¡¯s phone. ¡°It¡¯s too cold out here.


    Let¡¯s go in.¡±


    Deirdre nodded and reached out to the wall.


    Kyran followed so that she could hold onto his sleeve. ¡°Just follow me.¡±


    ¡°Okay.¡±


    Deirdre lowered her head. They met many people on their way, such as the constructors, workers, and


    vigers.


    A few who were familiar with Kyran began to pull his leg. ¡°Mr. Reed, you¡¯ve got yourself a wifey, haven¡¯t


    you?¡±


    ¡°That¡¯s why you always refuse when I try to introduce you to some girls. It turns out that you already


    have


    one.¡±


    ¡°For the two of you walking one after the other, both of you look like a good match.¡±


    Embarrassed, Deirdre wanted to let go. But her cold fingertips were abruptly wrapped by a warm palm,


    which firmly led her toward another ce.


    When they stopped, Kyran typed, ¡°This is the lounge for Den and me. Others don¡¯te here often.


    There¡¯s a heater, so it won¡¯t be cold.¡±


    ¡°Alright.¡±


    Kyran pondered before he typed again, ¡°Don¡¯t take those people¡¯s words to heart. They are joking with


    everyone. I will let them be more honest in the future.¡±


    ¡°Ah, there¡¯s no need to do it.¡± Deirdre was embarrassed. Since they were just joking, they didn¡¯t offend


    her too much. Moreover, if she took them seriously, it would turn out embarrassing.


    Kyran took a nce at her and asked, ¡°Then, do you mean that they could continue spreading that


    way?¡±


    Although it was a question, Deirdre could tell that Kyran was teasing her. She blushed and rposed


    herself. I¡¯m sorry for yesterday evening. My attitude was rather bad.¡±


    ¡°I could see that, and I know that it has a lot to do with me. So, I am not angry.¡±


    As soon as Deirdre heard it, she raised her head. Even though she couldn¡¯t see, she knew Kyran was


    right before her ¡°You knew it?¡± She gasped.


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    ¡°Yes, it¡¯s about Mrs Boebert.¡±


    Disappointment shed across Deirdre¡¯s eyes at this answer.


    She heard the sounds of Kyran typing on his phone, which then read out, ¡°Obviously, it was me who


    caused you trouble. You should have told Mrs Boebert the truth so that she wouldn¡¯t trouble you.¡±


    Deirdre forced a smile as she said, ¡°Well, I don¡¯t care.


    ¡°But I do.¡± It was an icy mechanical sound, but it was powerful and sonorous. ¡°I don¡¯t want you to suffer


    any grievances.¡±


    The meaningful answer almost suffocated Deirdre. She asked, ¡°Why? We just met. Obviously, we are


    not friends yet.¡±


    After waiting for a long time, Kyran only started typing. ¡°Because I hurt your forehead and caused you


    to be wronged. Though we just met, I¡¯ve caused you a lot of trouble.¡±


    Deirdre breathed in a disorderly manner. ¡°That¡¯s all?¡±


    He was silent for some time before he finally asked, ¡°What answer do you want?¡±


    Perhaps it was because she acted too eagerly that Kyran noticed something strange.


    Deirdre realized it onlyter. She was slightly embarrassed and lowered her eyes.


    She had been reminding herself that this man here was Kyran, not that man. Not only had Eilis verified


    that, but their characters had also proved that they were two different people.


    However, another voice was still ringing in her ears, asking whether she was certain of it.


    If he weren¡¯t Brendan, why would he take away the exact food she was allergic to? Why would he pay


    attention to her and help her?

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    Chapter 329 Ask for a Favor


    Deirdre clearly knew that she wasn¡¯t attractive enough.


    Taking a deep breath, Deirdre said, ¡°Mr. Reed, can you remember yesterday when we


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    had dinner together? I was sitting beside you when I picked up a pastry. You knocked


    that pastry out of the blue and took the whole te away. M-May I know why you did


    that? C-Can you exin it?¡±


    Kyran fell silent and didn¡¯t move.


    Deirdre frowned, feeling more uneasy. ¡°M-Mr. Reed?¡±


    Finally, Kyran responded, ¡°Must I say it out?¡±


    Enter title¡­


    ¡°Yes.¡± Deirdre bit her lip. She insisted on an answer because she had been tortured for a


    night just because of it.


    Kyran seemed to have sighed, but in her ears, the exhtion seemed a little heavier.


    Following that, he began to type.


    ¡®Those pastries were leftovers.¡±


    Deirdre was shocked. ¡°What?¡±


    Kyran continued. ¡°I saw a waiter take that te out of a room while cleaning up in


    another room. That teter turned out to be ced before you. It was obvious that the


    hotel took the opportunity to send over the leftovers from the other guests. I took away


    that te so that I could settle that issue. I couldn¡¯t let you all know about it because it


    was the venue Den and I had chosen.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s mind went nk. She had made many different assumptions but had not


    expected this exnation.


    ¡°Hold on, those pastries looked alike, didn¡¯t they? How could you identify that the pastry I


    took was the leftover?¡±


    ¡°It was because there were two kinds of pastries on the te. The new ones were lighter


    in color, while the rest were slightly darker in color. And I discovered it through


    to take them away.¡±


    Deirdre bit her lips tightly.


    So, this was the answer? She had been thinking too much? A question that had troubled


    her the whole night and resulted in a nightmare turned out to be a misunderstanding. It


    was all because she was thinking too much.


    Kyran didn¡¯t know about her allergy.


    But how could it be such a coincidence?


    ¡°Ms. McKinnon, what¡¯s wrong?¡±


    Deirdre closed her eyes and felt that her mind was nk. When she regained her


    Reed, can you promise to grant me a favor?¡±


    Kyran stared at Deirdre¡¯s face. She looked solemn, and her lips were trembling because


    she was too tense.


    His eyes softened, and he lowered his head to type.


    ¡°Yes.¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t you need to ask me what¡¯s the favor?¡±


    ¡°Your eyes told me that you don¡¯t have any malicious intent toward me. In that case, I¡¯m


    alright with anything.¡±


    For a moment, Deirdre didn¡¯t know what to say. She put her hand on her forehead,


    unable to speak. After she managed to regain her strength, she said, ¡°l-l want to touch


    your body.¡±


    In an instant, both of them fell into silence.


    Deirdre blushed. Fearing that Kyran might misunderstand, she hastily added, ¡°I have no


    other intentions. I just want to touch your waist.¡±


    ¡°Why?¡±


    Why? It was because there was a wound on Brendan¡¯s waist-she had stabbed him with


    a knife. Although he had survived in the emergency room, she believed it wouldn¡¯t


    recover so quickly, and the scar must be there. Therefore, she believed she could verify


    whether Kyran was Brendan as long as she touched it with her hand.


    But how could she exin it to Kyran?


    As Deirdre tightly clenched her fist, she exined, ¡°Because you are simr to someone


    I know. Hence, I want to feel that you are not him.¡± Following that, she added, ¡°Can I?¡±

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    Kyran stopped typing but grabbed Deirdre¡¯s hand directly.


    His hand was very broad. Unlike that man¡¯s chilly hands, Kyran¡¯s hand was very hot. It


    was so hot that the heat would burn the skin.


    Deirdre trembled unconsciously. She then felt that Kyran brought her hand toward


    himself little by little and gradually approached.


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    She heard him roll up his shirt before slowly putting her palm on his chest.


    It happened to be the location where his heart was. When Deirdre felt the warmth and


    beating heart, she blushed and unconsciously wanted to withdraw her hand.


    Kyran held her hand tighter, all the way down to the waist.


    Enter title¡­


    Following that, Kyran released her hand and just dragged his shirt upwards. It seemed to


    be telling Deirdre that she could touch wherever she wished.


    Deirdre was blushing as red as a tomato.


    She warned herself repeatedly that this was only to verify Kyran¡¯s identity. But because


    she couldn¡¯t see it, everything-the man¡¯s rhythmic breathing, the pleasant smell, and the


    texture of his muscles-was magnified thousands of times.


    Even though she and Brendan had done it countless times and had many intimate


    entanglements, she had never touched him so seriously.


    Deirdre¡¯s eyes dimmed. Whether it was before or after her imprisonment, they were


    more like strangers who only had a rtionship in bed.


    Kyran¡¯s breathing became heavier. Deirdre regained herposure, apologized in a low


    voice, and moved her hand toward the left.


    Closing her eyes, she tried to recall the position she had stabbed.


    It was at the lower and left side of the abdomen, near the waistline.


    Deirdre put her hand on it, and in the next second, she opened her eyes.


    The man moved a bit and typed on his mobile phone with difficulty.


    ¡°What¡¯s wrong?¡±


    Deirdre felt a tug at her heart. Unwilling to resign, she stroked it three times.


    She felt that the surface was t, with neither a wound nor a scar mark.


    She knew very well how serious that knife wound was. It wouldn¡¯t be healedpletely


    in such a short period, not to mention that there was no scar and that it was such a


    smooth skin surface.


    Therefore, she finally verified that Kyran was not Brendan.


    It was merely an ident that had led to a misunderstanding.


    Deirdre¡¯s face turned pale, and she breathed a sigh of relief. It was at this moment that


    she was finally able to feel relieved.


    Suddenly, the side door opened.


    Den appeared at the door of the lounge with a document in his hand. Upon seeing


    Deirdre and Kyran inside like that, his surprised expression suddenly turned into a calm


    one. There was even a hint of a smile on his lips.


    ¡°Miss McKinnon, Kye, this is the lounge of the church, after all. There are a lot of people


    outside. If there are any loud noises here, they¡¯ll hear it. No matter how anxious you are,


    there is no need to do this, right? If not, there are also guest rooms upstairs.¡±


    Deirdre hastily withdrew her hand and lowered her head while trying to exin herself,


    ¡°N-No! Mr. King, it¡¯s not what you see-¡±


    ¡°Yes, yes, I do understand it. There is no need to exin this kind of thing to me. We¡¯re


    all adults here, after all. It¡¯s normal. In fact, I am quite happy. Kye has been single and


    avable for so many years and has always refused girls¡¯ touch. Therefore, it¡¯s good


    news that he finally has a girl he is willing to allow her to touch him.¡±


    Den snickered and added wittily, ¡°Well, I¡¯ll get out of here while both of you continue.¡±


    The door was then closed, and Den left without wanting any exnation.

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    Chapter 331 Do You Hate Me?


    Kyran ignored Den and turned his face to Deirdre, asking, ¡°Are you done?¡±


    His chest was still left exposed to the air.


    Deirdre¡¯s ears were burning hot. Even though she couldn¡¯t see anything, she spun her


    head to the other side. ¡°It¡¯s done.¡±


    Kyran pulled his shirt down and buttoned it up again. After that, he typed and asked, ¡±


    Did that friend of yours look a lot like me?¡±


    Deirdre was stunned for a moment, and the light in her eyes dimmed. ¡°Yeah, but there¡¯s


    still a slight difference between you and him.¡±


    ¡°What kind of person is he?¡±


    ¡®What kind of person is he?¡®


    He was domineering, cold¨Cblooded, and heartless. When Brendan¡¯s face appeared in


    Deirdre¡¯s mind, he would always look at her with a condescending and icy gaze.


    When she gave it a second thought, Kyran and Brendan were twopletely different


    people. Something must have gone wrong in her head that she thought they were simr


    to each other.


    ¡°I¡¯ve forgotten about it.¡± Thest thing Deirdre wanted was to recall anything about that


    man. She paused for a moment before replying, ¡°It has been too long. My memories


    about him have gotten fuzzy.¡±


    This was her hope as well. She hoped that one day, she would forget about Brendan,


    forget about all the painful past, and make a fresh start.


    Sensing that she did not want to continue the conversation, Kyran changed the topic and


    typed, ¡°Let me send you back.¡±


    Deirdre wanted to tell him that he did not have to do that. However, the church had a


    there was no way she could make her way out. Therefore, she could only nod and say,


    ¡°Thank you then.¡±


    Kyran fell silent for a moment. He seemed a bit displeased with Deirdre¡¯s reaction, but


    he did not show it on his face. He grabbed her wrist and began to lead her out.


    By the time they came out, a thinyer of snow was on the ground.


    Deirdre stretched her arm to reach out for the snowkes. The snow melted on her


    palm, and she could feel the coldness seeping into her skin.


    ¡°I¡¯ll send you back to the Russells,¡± Kyran typed.


    ¡°It¡¯s okay,¡± Deirdre replied as she waved her hand. ¡°I¡¯m sure you guys have something to


    do foring to Alnwick. You¡¯ve wasted a lot of time helping me, so I can¡¯t keep on


    bothering you anymore. I know how to go back. I¡¯ll go back myself.¡±


    Kyran replied, ¡°It¡¯s snowing, and the road is slippery. You might fall.¡±


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    ¡°It¡¯s okay. I¡¯ll be more careful.¡±


    Kyran frowned. ¡°Miss McKinnon, can you stop rejecting me? Do you hate me? Or are


    you keeping your distance and not wanting to interact with me because I look like your


    old friend?¡±


    Deirdre was stunned.


    She did not hate Kyran. On the contrary, she had a feeling about him that she couldn¡¯t


    exin because he couldn¡¯t speak. However, it was also because he looked


    a lot like Brendan that she did not know how to face him now.


    ¡°You¡¯re just overthinking.¡± Deirdre lowered her face. ¡°You guys are two different people. I


    know that very well.¡±


    ¡°So this means that you don¡¯t hate me, right?¡±


    ¡°Yeah.¡±


    ¡°Then let me send you back.¡±


    Deirdre did not reject him this time.


    Kyran was walking in front of her. He grabbed her hand tightly and tucked it into his


    pocket.


    Deirdre froze for a moment as the memory of her walking with Brendan in cold


    weather surfaced.


    The man was walking very fast. The window on the third floor was left open. She was


    following behind him, her limbs frozen stiff. As she panted heavily, she said, ¡± Brendan,


    wait¡­ Wait for me¡­¡±


    However, the man paid her no mind until she fell to the floor.


    He turned his head to look at her. Deirdre¡¯s hand was bleeding, but she kept it inside her


    sleeve. She got up from the floor and said, ¡°It¡¯s too cold. My feet were frozen stiff.¡±


    Brendan nced at the hand she hid in the sleeve and said, ¡°Take it out.¡±


    Deirdre had no other choice but to stretch her arm forward. When Brendan saw the


    wound on her hand, he frowned. He grabbed her hand and stuck it into his pocket.

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    Chapter 332 What a Coincidence


    Deirdre froze for a moment when Kyran did the same thing. However, she soon snapped


    herself back to reality by shaking her head.


    ¡®Why am I thinking of him again? It isn¡¯t that Brendan is the only man in this world who


    would do that.¡®


    The snow was getting heavier as they moved forward, and small piles of snow were on


    their shoulders. Deirdre did not know if it was because Kyran was holding her hand that


    she did not feel that cold.


    When they arrived at the door, Kyran stopped and typed on his phone, ¡°We¡¯re here.¡±


    Deirdre patted the snow on her body and said, ¡°Thank you.¡±


    She went forward to open the gate, but Kyran kept standing still. She hesitated for a


    moment and asked, ¡°Mr. Reed, do you want toe in and have a cup of tea?¡±


    ¡°Maybe next time,¡± Kyran quickly typed a few words on his phone. After that, he thought


    for a while and asked, ¡°Didn¡¯t you ask me if I had something to say to youst night?


    ¡°Yes, I indeed had something to say to you, but let¡¯s talk when we meet next time. At that


    time, I hope you can answer my question honestly.¡±


    Deirdre was stunned. By the time she came around to her senses, Kyran had already


    left.


    She entered the courtyard, and Eilis was setting up the fire. When she saw Deirdre, she


    hastily took a towel to help wipe the snow off her body.


    ¡°What took you sote today? I was going to call you after setting up the fire.¡±


    Deirdre smiled and replied, ¡°Since there¡¯s only a little bit of work left in the yard, I


    decided to finish it off beforeing back.¡±


    ¡°Silly kid. Won¡¯t you feel cold? I was going to help you after I finished mending these


    clothes. Anyway, sit down and warm yourself up first. I¡¯ll go get you a cup of water.¡±


    ¡°Okay.¡±


    Deirdre sat down, enjoying the warmth from the fire that petted her cheeks. She


    stretched her arms forward, and after chasing the coldness away, she thought about the


    things that Kyran had said.


    He had said that he had something to ask her and that he hoped she could answer


    his question honestly.


    Did that mean that he had something to ask her yesterday?


    Deirdre tried to remember what had happened yesterday, but to her chagrin, nothing


    came to her mind.


    The weather became colder after the snow.


    The clothes Deirdre wore weren¡¯t able to protect her from the chilling wind. The only


    clothes that fit her were Eilis¡® old clothes.


    Therefore, Eilis decided to bring Deirdre into the town. The only problem was that getting


    around there was not easy. There were only two bus trips¨Cone in the morning and one in


    the afternoon. However, it would be toote if they took the bus in the afternoon.


    ¡°Mr. King and his team were supposed toe over to the mountains for inspection, but


    I guess they¡¯ll go back soon since the road hasn¡¯t thawedpletely yet,¡± said Eilis.


    Deirdre bit her lips and fell into contemtion.


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    She had not brought anything with her when she came here and had been bothering the


    Russells for a month. She did not want to bother them so much anymore with a trivial


    matter such as her clothes.


    ¡°It¡¯s okay, Madame Russell¡­ I think this is fine¡­¡±


    ¡°No, this is not fine. Putting aside these clothes, you¡¯re a 20¨Cyear¨Cold girl, so how can


    you wear my old clothes? You need to put on something that matches your age. Maybe


    something that¡¯ll make you look nice.¡±


    ¡®Something that makes me look nice?¡®


    It had been such a long time since she heard this word.


    Deirdre let out a dry smile and said, ¡°I¡¯m already used to it. Besides, the winter will soon


    be over before we even realize it, so I don¡¯t want you to waste money buying new


    clothes for me. You should keep the money for Toby. I¡¯m sure he¡¯ll need a lot of money


    since he¡¯s staying in town.¡±


    Eilis knew what Deirdre was worried about after listening to her exnation. She


    grabbed her hand and said with a smile, ¡°You don¡¯t have to worry about that. Although


    Toby doesn¡¯t own a big corporation, he can still afford to take care of the


    two of us!¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s eyes turned red around the rims when she heard what Eilis said and lowered


    her head.


    Eilis draped a jacket over Deirdre¡¯s shoulder and led her to the vige¡¯s entrance. There,


    they ran into Den, who was leaving.


    ¡°Mr. King, what a coincidence. Are you guys going back to town?¡±


    ¡°Yeah,¡± Den said as he snuffed out the cigarette. He looked at a car and asked, ¡±


    What¡¯s the matter?

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    ¡°Can you give us a lift?¡± Eilis asked, ¡°We¡¯re going to town to buy some winter clothes for


    Deirdre.¡±


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    ¡°Sure,¡± said Den. However, when he looked at his car, he suddenly said, ¡°But my car


    is fully upied now. What about you go ask Kyran? He¡¯s over there.¡±


    ¡°Mr. Reed?¡± Eilis hesitated for a moment. She no longer held any hostility toward Kyran,


    but she was not very familiar with him. ¡°I¡¯m worried that he might not want to give us a


    lift.¡±


    ¡°Oh, don¡¯t worry about that. I¡¯m sure he will,¡± said Den. ¡°We¡¯re all family. I¡¯m sure he¡¯ll


    be happy to help out.¡±


    ¡°Alright then.¡±


    Eilis grabbed Deirdre, and they walked toward Kyran¡¯s car. She knocked on the window,


    and the window was rolled down, revealing Kyran¡¯s perfectly chiseled face.


    He nced at Eilis before focusing on Deirdre.


    Eilis froze for a moment and said, ¡°Mr. Reed, Deirdre and I want to go to the town to buy


    some clothes. Can you give us a ride?¡±


    Kyran observed Deirdre. Apparently, the shirt Deirdre was wearing right now did not fit


    her at all. Perhaps the shirt was so old that it had lost all its form. He contemted for a


    while before nodding.


    Eilis grinned from ear to ear as she said, ¡°Thank you.¡±


    It would be rude for both of them to sit at the back since it would make Kyran look like


    their driver. Therefore, Eilis sat in the passenger seat. When Kyran started the


    engine, Deirdre¡¯s phone rang out.


    She pulled her phone out of her pocket and answered the call. A gentle voice wafted


    from the other side of the line. ¡°Dee.¡±


    ¡°Tobey?¡± Deirdre was surprised that Tobey would call her.


    Kyran froze for a moment, and Deirdre hastily pitched her voice low. ¡°Why did you


    suddenly call me? Did something happen?¡±


    Tobey chuckled and asked, ¡°Must I have something to call you?¡±


    ¡°No, that¡¯s not what I mean,¡± replied Deirdre, her voice filled with embarrassment. ¡°Of


    course, you can call me whenever you want. It¡¯s just that I thought you were working


    right now.¡±


    ¡°Yeah,¡± Tobey said, smiling. ¡°I wanted to hear your voice, so I called you.¡±


    Just when Deirdre wanted to say something, Kyran hit the brake, and she nearly


    rammed into the back of the seat.


    Tobey heard themotion and asked, ¡°What¡¯s wrong?¡±


    Deirdre got up and looked ahead. Eilis was obviously startled as well as she patted her


    chest and said, ¡°Someone suddenly cut in just now.¡±


    Honestly, she did not know what had happened either. She just assumed that was the


    reason since there was no way Kyran would m on the brake all of a sudden.


    ¡°I see,¡± Deirdre said before speaking to Tobey. ¡°Something happened on the road.¡±


    ¡°On the road? Where are you going?¡±


    Deirdre said embarrassingly, ¡°Madame Russell is taking me to buy some clothes at the


    mall today.¡±


    Understanding instantly dawned upon Tobey. ¡°Ah, I see. It was autumn when you came,


    so you didn¡¯t bring any winter clothes with you. I¡¯ve been too busy recently, so it totally


    slipped my mind. Otherwise, I would¡¯ve bought a few and had someone deliver them to


    you.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s okay¡­¡± replied Deirdre in a low voice. ¡°I¡¯ve already caused you a lot of trouble


    staying in your house.¡±


    ¡°You¡¯re not causing us any trouble.¡± Tobeyughed. ¡°You¡¯re keeping my mother


    life. By right, we should not only offer you food and shelter but also give you a sry.¡±


    Deirdre was amazed at how he put the whole thing in such a nice way. It seemed to her


    that the way he handled things was different from other people since he worked in town,


    and now she did not feel that bad anymore.


    ¡°Since my mother is taking you to the mall, you can buy whatever you want. After settling


    things here, I¡¯lle to see you.¡±


    ¡°Okay.¡±


    Deirdre hung up the call, and Eilis teased her. ¡°You guys really make a good couple, do


    you know that? People who don¡¯t know it might think you two are newlyweds.¡±

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    Chapter 334 Kyran Likes You


    ¡°Stop teasing me, Madame Russell¡­¡± said Deirdre, her face turning red with


    embarrassment as she bit her lower lips.


    Suddenly, the car stopped again, and a mechanical voice rang out. ¡°We¡¯ve arrived.¡±


    ¡°Thank you so much, Mr. Reed,¡± Eilis said as she hastily opened the door. She did not


    know why, but she felt suffocated when staying in the car with Kyran. He had set his jaw


    tightly throughout the way, and it seemed to her that he was kind of unhappy. Suddenly,


    she realized something. She went to the back of the car and helped Deirdre get out of


    the car. Kyran asked through his phone, ¡°How are you going backter?¡±


    Deirdre replied, ¡°There will be a bus trip to Alnwick at 5:00 p.m.¡±


    ¡°At five? That¡¯s toote.¡± Kyran frowned. Seeing that there was still some time left before


    5:00 p.m., he continued. ¡°I don¡¯t have anything to do now, so I¡¯ll go with you guys. After


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    that, I¡¯ll send you back.¡±


    Deirdre said, ¡°You don¡¯t have to do that-¡±


    Before she could finish her sentence, Kyran interrupted her coldly. ¡°I¡¯ve already decided.¡±


    Since Kyran insisted, Deirdre had no other choice but to let him follow them.


    Eilis did not interrupt their conversation and just stayed at the side to observe them. After


    they entered a shop, Kyran waited for them outside.


    Eilis asked, ¡°Deirdre, are you and Mr. Reed very close friends?¡±


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    ¡®Close friends?¡®


    Well, honestly, even Deirdre herself was not sure about that. She replied, ¡°Mr. Reed


    treats everyone like his good friend.¡±


    ¡°Really? I don¡¯t think so.¡± Eilis said in a low voice, ¡°The way Mr. Reed looks at you is


    different from other people. From the way he acts, I can see that he¡¯s a cold person. I¡¯m


    pretty sure that you¡¯re the reason he¡¯s willing toe to the mall with us. Besides


    ¡±


    ¡®Besides, Kyran appeared to be very upset while Deirdre was talking to Tobey on the


    phone.¡®


    ¡°Besides what?¡± asked Deirdre. Then, she smiled and said, ¡°He might look cold on


    the outside, but he¡¯s actually a very nice person. I¡¯m sure you saw it during the feast that


    day, right?¡±


    Eilis let out a dry smile. ¡°But it still seems to me that he¡¯s only nice to you.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s face burned red with embarrassment after she heard what Eilis said.


    Eilis then pressed on. ¡°Let me tell you something. When you were talking to Tobey on


    the phone, I could see from the side that Mr. Reed wasn¡¯t very happy about it. I know I¡¯m


    not seeing things. I¡¯m not stupid. I¡¯m pretty sure that he was jealous.¡±


    ¡®He was jealous?¡®


    Deirdre was stunned, and her heart raced into a gallop.


    ¡®He was jealous of Tobey and me?¡¯


    ¡°But how is that possible?¡± Deirdre found it hard to believe.


    ¡°I didn¡¯t think it was possible either. After all, you two are from two different worlds and


    have been acquainted for a few days. But I¡¯m not sure about that now.¡± Eilis sighed.


    ¡°Anyway, just keep an eye on it. Honestly, just like you said, Mr. Reed is a nice person. I


    can see he¡¯ll treat you nicely if you end up together.¡±


    Deirdre was rendered speechless. The things that Eilis had said were revolving inside of


    her head.


    ¡®Kyran¡­ He likes me?¡®


    It would be possible if she were not disfigured, but right now¡­ She was blind and ugly.


    There was no way any man would fall in love with her, let alone a sessful man like


    Kyran.


    Sheughed and shook her head in an attempt to remove those thoughts from her head.


    After that, she went to pick out her clothes with Eilis.


    She did not actually care if the clothes were nice on her or not. She just wanted them to


    keep her warm. After picking a set, she asked the shopkeeper for the price.


    ¡°This one is 720 dors. I can give you a discount.¡±


    ¡°720 dors?¡± Deirdre was dumbfounded. She bit her lips and fell deep in thought.


    It was too expensive.


    ¡°Do you have anything cheaper?¡±


    ¡°The cheapest item in our store costs about 600 dors.¡±

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    Resent Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 335


    Chapter 335 I Don¡¯t Want to Owe You Anything


    When Deirdre was putting the clothes back, Eilis came over and asked, ¡°What¡¯s wrong?


    You don¡¯t like them?¡±


    Deirdre lowered her voice and said, ¡°Let¡¯s go to another ce.¡±


    ¡°Why? Tobey told me to bring you to this store. He said that the winter clothes in this


    store are the best in town,¡± said Eilis. Suddenly, she realized something and chuckled.


    ¡°You don¡¯t have to worry about the price. Tobey just transferred 3,000 dors to me. He


    told me to use the money to buy clothes for you, so I have to do as I¡¯m instructed.¡±


    When Eilis dragged Deirdre over to the counter, the shopkeeper said, ¡°That man over


    there has already paid for the clothes. Do you need a bag? Otherwise, you can leave us


    your address, and we¡¯ll deliver them to you.¡±


    Eilis and Deirdre were stunned, especially thetter. She already felt they had troubled


    Kyran too much when he sent them to the town. She did not expect him to pay for her


    clothes at all and did not know what to do now.


    ¡°How much did he pay?¡± asked Deirdre.


    The shopkeeper replied with a smile, ¡°It¡¯s enough to pay for all the clothes in our store.¡±


    ¡°I knew Mr. Reed was rich, but I didn¡¯t expect him to be this rich. This is a famous brand


    in the town. It¡¯s going to take a few thousand dors to buy all of the clothes here.¡±


    Deirdre bit her lips tightly. She did not want to ept any undeserved reward. She would


    rather owe Tobey money than Kyran. After all, Kyran had helped her a lot.


    ¡°Madame Russell, do you have the money? I want to¡­¡±


    ¡±


    ¡°Yeah, yeah! I have the money.¡± Eilis hastily pulled a wad of money out of her purse and


    put it in Deirdre¡¯s hand. ¡°I understand what you¡¯re going to do. You two aren¡¯t a couple


    yet, so you shouldn¡¯t take his money or take advantage of him. It¡¯s right for you to return


    the money.¡±


    Holding the money in her hand, Deirdre wanted to thank Eilis, but she felt that Eilis might


    not ept it, so she just smiled at her. Then, using the counter as her support, she


    slowly walked toward the entrance.


    Kyran noticed her before she could reach the entrance. He asked her through his phone,


    ¡°What¡¯s wrong? Are you done buying your clothes?¡±


    Deirdre handed the money in her hand to Kyran.


    Kyran did not ept it and asked, ¡°What do you mean by this?¡±


    ¡°This is the money for the clothes. See if it¡¯s enough or not. If not, I¡¯ll ask Madame


    Russell to get more for you. Mr. Reed, I¡¯m grateful that you sent us to the town, but you


    can¡¯t pay for the clothes,¡± Deirdre said sternly.


    Kyran¡¯s face sank.


    ¡°Why?¡± he asked, stunning Deirdre.


    ¡®Why?¡®


    They were just friends, and they had only met each other not long ago. Even if they had


    known each other for a long time, she couldn¡¯t ept gifts from him just like that.


    ¡°I can¡¯t take your money,¡± Deirdre said after thinking for a while. ¡°I appreciate your


    kindness, but we¡¯re friends, right? We should have each other¡¯s back as friends, but this


    is too much. I won¡¯t be able to pay you back, so I¡¯m not going to take it.¡±


    ¡°Then what about Tobey?¡± Kyran looked at Deirdre. ¡°So, you will pay him back?¡± Deirdre


    was stunned again. She did not expect Kyran to bring Tobey up at all. ¡®Does he know


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    Tobey?¡®


    This was the first thing that appeared in her brain when Kyran mentioned Tobey.


    It took her a while toe to her senses and say, ¡°I can¡¯t pay him back either, but¡­¡±


    She did not know how to exin to Kyran.


    Kyran¡¯s face was cold. His fingers danced rapidly on his phone screen as he said, ¡± But


    what? Could it be that you guys aren¡¯t friends? Unlike me, is he someone special to


    you?¡±


    Deirdre did not know how to answer this question either.


    It was true that they were friends, but¡­


    Before Deirdre could say anything, Kyran continued. ¡°This money is nothing to me. If you


    really feel ufortable taking it, you can treat it like I am lending it to you. You can pay


    me back when you have more money in hand.¡±

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    Chapter 336 Marry Him


    ¡°But¡­¡± Deirdre lowered her head. After falling silent for a while, she said, ¡°I might not be


    able to pay you back so soon.¡±


    She had nothing left. She did not even have the ability to take care of herself, let alone


    find a job to earn money. Under the circumstance where she couldn¡¯t find any job, she


    could only depend on others for survival.


    ¡°You should take the money. I can pay Tobey back at any time, but aren¡¯t you leaving


    once the project is done? I don¡¯t think I can get so much money in such a short time.¡±


    Deirdre did not think that Kyran would stay in Alnwick for his whole life. Alnwick was not


    his home, and he was not the kind of person who would stop at one project. She


    was certain that another Alnwick was waiting for him.


    Kyran did not take the money. Instead, he asked, ¡°So, can I say that you¡¯re asking me to


    stay in Alnwick for a while longer?¡±


    The mechanical voice from the phone was cold. She could not tell whether Kyran was


    joking or being serious.


    Before Deirdre coulde to her senses, Kyran continued. ¡°Just keep the money. I¡¯m


    sure you can pay me back before I leave Alnwick. I have confidence in you.¡±


    In the end, Kyran did not ept the money.


    When Deirdre returned the money to Eilis, thetter couldn¡¯t help herself and asked, ¡±


    What did Mr. Reed say?¡±


    ¡°He told me to treat it as he¡¯s lending me the money, and I can pay him back when I


    have enough money.¡±


    Eilis fell silent. Apparently, he was creating an opportunity for himself to stay closer


    to Deirdre. Deirdre was the only one who did not think Kyran was attracted to her


    because she thought she was ugly.


    ¡°What if you can¡¯t pay it?¡±


    ¡°He said he has confidence that I¡¯ll be able to pay it before he leaves. I don¡¯t know


    what he means either,¡± Deirdre said, her voice filled with confusion.


    ¡°Maybe he wants you to marry him?¡±


    Deirdre was stunned. In the next second, the tips of her ears turned red as she lowered


    her head. ¡°Stop teasing me, Madame Russell.¡±


    Eilis chuckled and dusted her clothes. ¡°What a silly girl.¡±


    The bag obviously became heavier after the shopkeeper packed everything up. Kyran


    took it over with one hand, and they all left the store.


    When they passed by another store, Eilis stopped and said, ¡°Wait a minute. I need to go


    in and buy something.¡±


    ¡°What?¡±


    Eilis patted Deirdre¡¯s hand and walked into the store. Deirdre had no choice but to ask


    Kyran, ¡°What is Madame Russell going to buy?¡±


    Kyran lifted his head and was momentarily stunned when he saw the things that were


    being sold in the store.


    ¡°Mr. Reed? Kyran?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s voice snapped Kyran out of his thoughts, and he replied, ¡°She¡¯s buying some


    clothes.¡±


    ¡°Clothes?¡± asked Deirdre. ¡°But we already bought a lot of clothes. There are jackets here


    and some thermal underwear¡­¡±


    Suddenly, Deirdre realized something.


    Only now did she see the light in Kyran¡¯s silence and his ambiguous answer.


    She bit her lips and kept her mouth shut. There was an abysmal silence between them


    until a young female voice broke the silence. ¡°Hi, handsome guy. I¡¯ve been looking at


    you for a long time. Do you want to exchange your contact number with me?¡±


    Deirdre blinked and could feel that Kyran was moving closer to her as if he was asking


    her for help. It seemed to her that he was not interested in that girl.


    She cleared her voice and said, ¡°I¡¯m sorry, but he doesn¡¯t want to exchange his contact


    number with you.¡±


    ¡°Who are you?¡± The woman frowned, stared fixedly at Deirdre, and said arrogantly,¡± He


    hasn¡¯t said anything yet. Who do you think you are to help him make the decision?¡±


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    The woman apparently did not take Deirdre seriously. Meanwhile, Deirdre was


    dumbfounded for a moment when she heard her question.


    Who was she?


    If she said she was Kyran¡¯s friend, the girl would be even more upset. After all,


    it


    would be true that she did not have the right to help Kyran make decisions if she was


    just his friend.


    ¡°¨C¡±


    Before she could say anything, a hand wrapped around her waist and pulled her over.

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    Resent Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 337


    Chapter 337 It¡¯s Brendan


    Dierdre was forced to lean her head on the man¡¯s broad chest, his nice scent tickling her


    nostrils. She couldn¡¯t tell what kind of cologne he was wearing, but she found it rather


    pleasant to smell.


    It was just that other people might misunderstand them when they saw their posture right


    now.


    The woman harrumphed and said, ¡°Jeez! So you guys are a couple? I don¡¯t know what


    is going on with people nowadays. Why are all of the handsome men matched with ugly


    women? This is so frustrating!¡±


    She stormed off angrily.


    Kyran tightened his grip when he heard what the woman said.


    Deirdre could sense his feelings. She did not want him to get angry because of a


    stranger, so she said, ¡°It¡¯s okay. I¡¯ve already gotten used to it.¡±


    Kyran¡¯s face was dark. He stroked Deirdre¡¯s face with his hand and wrote on her palm.


    ¡°You¡¯re prettier than her.¡±


    He was not lying. In his eyes, Dierdre was prettier than the woman, and Deirdre could


    sense his sincerity from how he wrote on her palm.


    Deirdreughed and said, ¡°Tobey said the same thing to me as well. I can understand


    him since he¡¯s the kind of person who likes to take care of others¡® feelings. As for you¡­


    Could it be that you¡¯ve seen too many beautiful women, so my appearance looks new to


    you?¡±


    Kyran fell silent for a long while before replying, ¡°I¡¯m stating the truth.¡±


    ¡°Besides¡­¡± He continued to type on his phone with his eyebrows knitted together. ¡°I


    don¡¯t like you mentioning other men¡¯s names in front of me.¡±


    Meanwhile, ine saw Deirdre and Kyran before she entered the elevator, and she was


    stunned.


    ¡®Isn¡¯t that Deirdre?¡¯


    She was surprised to see Deirdre here, so she took a picture of her before entering the


    elevator. After that, she sent the photo to Charlene and said, ¡°Honey, have a look at the


    picture I just sent you. Is the woman in the photo Deirdre?¡±


    After sending the voice message, she pulled the photo out and looked at it again.


    Suddenly, she realized that a man was standing in front of Deirdre.


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    see his face clearly. However, she did not know why, but she felt the man was familiar.


    Suddenly, ine¡¯s heart jolted.


    ¡®Could it be¡­ Brendan is here in Alnwick? What about his engagement with Charlene?


    Did he abandon everything in Neve just toe to look for Deirdre? Is he not going to


    attend the engagement banquet? No, I can¡¯t let this happen!¡®


    Without waiting for Charlene to reply to her, she called her.


    Charlene had just woken up, and she said grumpily, ¡°What¡¯s wrong with you? Why can¡¯t


    you just send me a message? I just fell asleep, you know?¡±


    ¡°Wake up, girl! Your fiance is going to run away with another woman!¡±


    ¡°What?¡± Charlene cracked her eyes open. ¡°What do you mean?¡±


    ¡°Take a look at the photo I sent you through WhatsApp. Is that woman Deirdre?¡±


    ¡°Deirdre?¡±


    Charlene¡¯s face sank when she heard the name. She opened up her WhatsApp and


    looked at the photo. She could not find another person with that disfigured face in this


    world. Even though she was very far away, Charlene knew she was Dierdre.


    ¡°Where did you see her?¡±


    ¡°In a shopping mall at Alnwick.¡±


    ¡°Alnwick¡­¡± Charlene bit her finger. ¡°Then what do you mean by Brendan is going to run


    away with another woman?¡±


    ¡°Look closely! There is another man in the photo aside from Dierdre. They look so close


    to each other, and I can¡¯t think of anyone else but Brendan.¡±


    Charlene zoomed in on the photo. The man looked very simr to Brendan from the


    back, but¡­


    ¡°Are you sure he¡¯s Brendan?¡± Charlene asked, ¡°Did you see his face?¡±


    It went without saying that ine had not seen his face, but she did not want Charlene


    to think that she was lying to her, so she said ambiguously, ¡°I just took a nce at his


    face, but I can¡¯t tell for sure that he¡¯s Brendan since they were too far away from me.


    ¡°That being said, I don¡¯t think there¡¯s anyone else in this world other than Brendan who


    can make Deirdre look like this. Let me tell you something that you don¡¯t know.


    When you were in aa, the way Dierdre looked at Brendan was different from


    other men, so I¡¯m sure that he¡¯s Brendan!¡±

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    Resent Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 338


    Chapter 338 Hand Him Over to Another Person


    The seed of suspicion began to sprout in Charlene¡¯s heart after listening to ine¡¯s


    spection. However, she had seen Brendan at Neve yesterday, and Neve was pretty


    far away from Alnwick, so what was going on?


    When Charlene did not say anything, ine added, ¡°What are you still waiting for,


    Charlene? Do you really want to hand over the man who you¡¯ve been in love with for so


    many years to that woman?


    ¡°She got it easy and became his wife because she looks like you. Not only that, but she¡¯s


    also the reason you can¡¯t appear in public. Now she¡¯s going to steal your fiance away


    from you again! If you don¡¯t do anything right now, you¡¯ll lose what you have today!¡±


    The things ine said reminded Charlene of her bitter past. A hint of coldness crossed


    her eyes. She was not going to go back to those days again.


    ¡°Alright, I know what I should do. Thank you so much, ine,¡± Charlene said gently.¡± I¡¯ll


    get someone to send you the purse that just got released this year.¡±


    ine¡¯s eyes glowed with delight, but she pretended she did not want it. ¡°You don¡¯t have


    to do that. We are friends and should help each other.¡±


    Charleneughed and ended the call. As soon as she hung up the phone, her smile


    disappeared, and her face turned cold. She clenched her fists tightly and looked at the


    photo again¨Cthe smile on the woman¡¯s face in the photo stung her eyes greatly.


    She did not understand why she was still so happy, even in her current state.


    As for her, ever since Madame Brighthall learned it was someone else who had been


    keeping herpany for those two years, she cut ties with her. She had tried to visit her


    several times but refused to see her.


    She had lost Madame Brighthall¡¯s support. If she lost Brendan again¡­


    She did not dare to think what would happen to her then. She gnashed her teeth tightly


    and went out.


    Brendan had yet to recover from his injuries. He was still in a serious condition since the


    wound on his abdomen couldn¡¯t heal, so he had been recuperating in the vi. Besides,


    after what happened to Deirdre, he had been keeping himself in his room, and she could


    only see him when he was having a meal.


    When Charlene appeared, Sam said sternly, ¡°You¡¯vee at bad timing, Miss


    McKinney. Mr. Brighthall has an operation tomorrow, so he¡¯s resting in his room


    now. You shoulde back the day after tomorrow.¡±


    Charlene just wanted to find out whether the man in the photo was Brendan. She


    ignored what Sam said and pressed on. ¡°Since he has an operation tomorrow, I should


    stay and take care of him. I¡¯m sure he¡¯ll be bored staying in his room alone. I¡¯ll go up and


    keep himpany.¡±


    ¡°Miss Mckinney-¡±


    ¡°Sam.¡± Charlene¡¯s face sank. ¡°You may have served Deirdre in the past, but she¡¯s gone


    now. I¡¯m sure you know who¡¯ll be the future Mrs. Brighthall, so let¡¯s not make


    this difficult for both of us.¡±


    Sam froze. Charlene hastily rushed up to the second floor and pushed open the door to


    Brendan¡¯s room.


    The moment she entered the room, she was weed by darkness. The curtains were


    drawn tightly, and the only thing left in the room was the smell of wine and medicine,


    both of which made Charlene frown.


    She looked toward the bed, and Brendan was sitting on the bed. His body was


    enveloped in the darkness, and he seemed dispirited. Even though he knew that Deirdre


    was still alive, it still did not give him enough motivation to keep living.Text ? owned by N?velDrama.Org.


    ¡°Brendan¡­¡± Charlene covered her nose and asked, ¡°Are you all right?¡±


    The man shuffled in his bed and frowned. ¡°What are you doing here?¡±


    ¡°I¡­ I just wanted to see you. I saw that you weren¡¯t in good condition when I had a meal


    with you yesterday. By the way, when is your operation? I want to keep youpany¡­¡±


    ¡°Tomorrow night,¡± he replied impatiently. ¡°Get out of my room now. I want to rest.¡±


    ¡°Alright.¡± Charlene closed the door and looked at the time on her phone.


    It had only been one hour since ine saw Deirdre. There was no way Brendan could


    have made his way back from Alnwick in such a short period. Apparently, the man in the


    photo was not Brendan.

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    Chapter 339 You Wouldn¡¯t Want to Know


    To be honest, Charlene did not care who the man was. All she ever cared about was


    Deirdre.


    She had been trying to get Deirdre¡¯s news from Brendan but to no avail. Little did she


    expect that Deirdre had returned to Alnwick.


    A hint of coldness crossed Charlene¡¯s eyes. After she came out of Brendan¡¯s house, she


    called ine.


    ¡°I don¡¯t like you mentioning another man in front of me.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s head went nk for a moment when she heard what Kyran said. Even though


    he was typing on his phone, she could sense that he did not like Tobey at all through the


    mechanical voice of his phone.


    Her heart clutched a little as she pressed her lips and asked, ¡°Why? Is it because you


    haven¡¯t seen Tobey before? You should see him first. He¡¯s a very nice person¡­¡±


    ¡°Not because of that.¡± Kyran looked fixedly at Deirdre. ¡°You wouldn¡¯t want to know about


    it.¡±


    ¡®I wouldn¡¯t want to know about it?¡®


    Deirdre¡¯s brain went nk again. Anyone would be able to get what he was trying to say


    easily, but Deirdre found it difficult to believe.


    ¡®How is this possible?¡®


    Sterling and Tobey liked her and pitied her because they had seen her before she was


    disfigured, but Kyran was different. They had only known each other for a few days, so


    she did not believe that he would fall in love with her in such a short period.


    After rejecting the idea, she smiled and said, ¡°What is it? Why are you so sure I don¡¯t


    want to know about it?¡±


    Kyran typed on his phone and asked, staring fixedly at Deirdre, ¡°So, do you want to


    know about it?¡±


    Deirdre was stunned. It took her a while toe to her senses, and she said, ¡°Yes, I


    want to know about it.¡±


    However, Kyran did not say anything in return. Before she knew anything, he leaned


    closer. She could feel his hot breath grazing through her eyshes and tickling her


    skin.


    Deirdre closed her eyes, and her lips quivered. Her heart raced into a gallop, and the


    man pulled away from her just when she held her breath.


    It was as if he had note closer to her and was not trying to do anything to her.


    ¡°I¡¯m so sorry for making you wait for so long, Deirdre, Mr. Reed. I lost track of time while I


    was shopping inside.¡±


    Eilis came out of the store with a few bags in her hand.


    Deirdre¡¯s palm was sweaty, and her eyebrows were tightly knitted. She did not know if


    she had an illusion, but a strange feeling was tugging inside her heart.


    ¡°What¡¯s wrong?¡± asked Eilis.


    Deirdre shook her head. ¡°Nothing. My legs feel numb.¡±


    ¡°Oh my. I should¡¯ve asked Mr. Reed to bring you to the car to wait for me,¡± said Eilis, her


    voice filled with guilt. ¡°Anyway, let¡¯s hurry and go back first.¡±


    It had been quiet throughout the entire journey. Eilis tried to spark up a conversation, but


    she soon forwent the attempt when she realized the strange chemistry between Deirdre


    and Kyran. It was snowing and hailing when Kyran sent them back to Alnwick. Chunks of


    ice fell from the sky andnded on their car.


    Deirdre couldn¡¯t help recalling the hailstorm that night. Brendan held her tightly in his


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    arms as he rushed into the hailstorm, begging her to stay alive.


    She did not know whether he had been saying that from the bottom of his heart or out of


    guilt for her mother¡¯s death. After all, he was the one who had caused her mother¡¯s


    death.


    A pang shot through her head as she immersed herself in her memories. By the time she


    came to her senses, she heard Eilis saying, ¡°What heavy snow. Are you sure you want to


    go back, Mr. Reed? The road is frozen, and it¡¯ll get even more slipperyter. The


    condition of the road in the vige isn¡¯t that good either. It¡¯s too dangerous.¡±


    Kyran was driving the car, so he couldn¡¯t reply to Eilis.


    Eilis then continued. ¡°Mr. Reed, why don¡¯t you spend a night at my house? It¡¯s just that I


    don¡¯t have a heater installed in my room. If you don¡¯t mind, you can stay in Tobey¡¯s


    room. All of the nkets and bed are clean.¡±


    Listening to the crackling noise as the hail crashed on the car, Deirdre chimed in and


    said, ¡°Madame Russell is right. It¡¯s too dangerous to go back right now since the road


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    Chapter 340 You Liked to Smile In the Past


    Kyran felt they were right. He looked at the road and replied with his phone, ¡°Okay.¡±


    As soon as he stopped the car, the snow got heavier.


    Deirdre opened the door, and the icy wind that gusted across the courtyard felt like


    knives cutting into her skin.


    After they got into the house, Eilis went to take some charcoal to set up a brazier in


    Kyran¡¯s room. As for Deirdre, she helped Kyran make his bed.


    She took off her snowden jacket and got to work.


    Kyran looked around and picked up the picture on the table. There were four people in


    the picture, two young women, a boy, and a girl.


    The girl was looking at the camera with two of her fingers stuck out. There was a bright


    smile on her face, and she was the one who stood out the most among the four people


    in the picture. The boy standing next to her was looking at her. Even though he tried to


    hide his emotion, Kyran could still see from his eyes that he had a thing for her.


    Kyran looked at the girl and fell into contemtion.


    ¡°Mr. Reed?¡± Deirdre called out to him, pulling back to reality. He put down the picture and


    turned over to get the nket. Deirdre realized something and asked, ¡°What¡¯s wrong?¡±


    ¡°Nothing,¡± replied Kyran. He hesitated for a moment and added, ¡°I saw your photo when


    you were 17 or 18. You liked to smile a lot at that time.¡±


    ¡°Photo?¡± Deirdre had already forgotten about the photo. ¡°What photo?¡±


    ¡°It looks like a family photo. I can see that one woman is Madame Russell when she was


    young. The girl is you, and I think the boy should be Tobey. As for the other woman, she


    should be your mother, right? After all, you two are very much alike,¡± said Kyran.


    Deirdre was stunned. She did not expect that Tobey was still keeping the photo in his


    room. She set her jaw tightly and asked, ¡°Where is it?¡±


    Kyran handed the photo to her. She grabbed it, and although she tried to open her eyes


    as wide as possible, she couldn¡¯t see anything. Despite that, her eyes were still glowing


    with light.


    ¡°It was the happiest time in my life,¡± she said, smiling. ¡°I didn¡¯t care how much I


    made. I just wanted my mother to live a better life. For this reason, I worked hard to learn


    to y the piano, wanting to achieve sess. After my mother started to get sick, she


    spent most of her time in bed, so I dropped out of school and took over her work.


    Although it was tiring, it was also very fulfilling.¡±


    Kyran couldn¡¯t help but ask, ¡°Then what happened next?¡±


    ¡°What happened next, huh?¡± The smile in Deirdre¡¯s eyes melted away as coldness and


    indifference started to take hold. She clutched tightly at the photo and changed the topic.


    ¡°Mr. Reed, can you do me a favor? Can you help me to make a copy of the photo?


    Although I can¡¯t see it, at least I¡¯ll have something to reminisce about.¡±


    ¡°Sure. Give it to me.¡±


    ¡°Thank you.¡±


    Deirdre handed the photo to him. Just when she was about to return to her work,


    something snapped, and the entire room turned dark.


    ¡°What happened?¡± Deirdre raised her head.


    Kyran couldn¡¯t see Deirdre¡¯s face clearly in the dark. He raised his phone up and said, ¡°I


    have no idea. The light just went off suddenly. Maybe it¡¯s a power outage.¡±


    Deirdre inched toward the door and opened it. At the same time, Eilis came out of the


    kitchen. She was boiling the water when the light went off.


    ¡°What happened, Madame Russell?¡±


    ¡°I think it¡¯s a tripped breaker. Let me go and have a look.¡±


    Kyran typed, ¡°Let me do it. I¡¯m more experienced in this. Besides, it¡¯s cold outside. You


    just warmed yourself up, so you should stay here.¡±


    Deirdre put on her jacket and said, ¡°I¡¯ll go with you.¡±


    Kyran frowned. Before he could say anything, Deirdre said, ¡°You don¡¯t know where the


    switchboard is. You need me to take


    you there.¡±


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    Chapter 341 He¡¯s Sick


    Deirdre made her way to the left side of the yard and stood against the wall while she


    said, ¡°It should be here.¡±


    Kyran turned on the shlight on his phone and saw it. He opened up the switchboard


    and discovered that it was a little moreplicated than a tripped breaker. It was


    fortunate that the toolbox was nearby.


    ¡°Can you hold the phone?¡±


    He needed someone to shine the light.


    Deirdre nodded. ¡°Sure.¡±


    She took the phone and was assigned to stand at a suitable position by Kyran. It was


    fortunate that there was no wind in the yard, but she was still shivering in the cold.


    Kyran removed his jacket suddenly and draped it across Deirdre¡¯s body.


    Deirdre felt no longer cold when she was wrapped in the man¡¯s jacket with his warmth.


    Yet, she remembered that Kyran did not dress warmly either, so she wanted to remove


    the jacket. ¡°It¡¯s fine, Mr. Reed¡­¡±


    Kyran insisted and helped her to button the jacket before he continued his task.


    Deirdre feltforted for some unknown reason as she smelled the scent of the man¡¯s


    jacket. She was caught in a daze when she remembered the conversation that did not


    carry on at the international trade center.


    ¡®What was he going to say?


    ¡®Or, what was he going to do?¡®


    She could not see if Kyran tried to get closer on purpose at the time, and she had no


    idea whether it was just her wrong impression. She could not refrain from asking,¡± Did


    you approach me at the trade center, Mr. Reed? Were you trying to tell me something?


    What was it about?¡±


    Kyran¡¯s action of utilizing the tools halted to a stop before he continued. He had only


    ended his repair when Eilis opened the door to inform him that the power was back and


    took the phone from Deirdre to type his speech.


    ¡°Come and meet me at the church¡¯s lounge area tomorrow afternoon. I¡¯ll tell you in


    person.¡±


    Deirdre returned to the room andy on the bed with her eyes wide open. She was


    utterly awake.


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    She wanted to know what it was that he could only tell her tomorrow. It was as if he


    needed to make up his mind or something, and it made her feel uneasy for no apparent


    reason.


    Despite feeling perplexed, Deirdre fell asleep atst, and it was already eight by the time


    she woke up.


    She changed into fresh clothes, and Eilis said to her as soon as she walked outside,¡±


    There¡¯s some oatmeal in the pot. I¡¯ll get you a bowl. Take a seat first.¡±


    Deirdre took two steps before she asked, ¡°Where is Mr. Reed?¡±


    ¡°He left early in the morning. I came outside after waking up and found him already


    dressed fully. He bid farewell to me with a voice message before he left.¡±


    ¡®Left?¡® Deirdre rubbed her palms together to warm herself. ¡®That¡¯s quick.¡®


    ¡°I wouldn¡¯t be able to sleep soundlyst night had he not fixed the breaker yesterday. I


    felt bad for troubling him.¡± Eilis¡® voice was hearding from the kitchen. ¡°Oh right, he


    seemed to be sick. He was constantly coughing and didn¡¯t stop even when he was


    walking. He didn¡¯t look so well and was in a rush. I didn¡¯t manage to pass him some


    medicine before he was gone.¡±


    ¡®Sick?¡®


    Deirdre was caught in a daze and could not help being astounded when she


    remembered the jacket from yesterday.


    He had been fixing the switchboard for more than ten minutes, wearing thin clothes in


    the freezing weather. How could he possibly not be sick?


    Deirdre felt extremely guilty in her heart and said, ¡°Madame Russell, you can pass me


    the medicine first.¡±


    ¡°Why? Are you going to meet Mr. Reed today?¡± Eilis walked over with a bowl. ¡°They may


    not necessarily being into the mountain due to the road closure from the heavy


    snow. You might catch a cold if you head outside on such a cold day and might not even


    be able to deliver the medicine.¡±


    ¡°That won¡¯t happen.¡± Deirdre spoke softly. ¡°We have an appointment.¡±


    ¡°What?¡± Eilis understood the situation and smiled mischievously. ¡°If you end up with Mr.


    Reed, you¡¯re going to move to Eastgene, right? It¡¯s a good thing too as I¡¯ll get to travel to


    Eastgene. If you can¡¯t be my daughter¨Cinw, I¡¯m fine with being your godmother too.¡±


    Deirdre blushed scarlet. A news report shed on the television. ¡°A reporter took photos


    of Brendan Brighthall being admitted to the hospitalte at night for emergency surgery.


    He has yet to be discharged. It seems that he was injured severely during the previous


    incident, so his life is at stake.¡±

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    Chapter 342 He Told Me to Wait for Him


    ¡°Yikes, yikes!¡± Eilis said in astonishment while she ate her oatmeal, ¡°An influential


    person like him is injured? How did that happen? Aren¡¯t influential people like them


    constantly being protected by bodyguards? It¡¯s not some cancer, right?¡±


    Deirdre was stunned and felt her heart wrench in pain. Sheughed at how silly she was


    in her heart and kept her head lowered to consume the oatmeal.


    The news report was reced by something else, and Eilis was having a delightful time


    watching the entertainment news.


    Deirdre washed her face and grabbed her gardening tools before she said, ¡°I¡¯m heading


    to the yard.¡±


    It had been a long time since she had done gardening. Due to the snow, there was


    nothing much for her to do, yet she could not allow herself to remain idle. She would


    need to find something to do because it was the only way she could stop herself from


    thinking and asking.


    Eilis knew Deirdre¡¯s personality very well, so she concerningly reminded Deirdre to be


    careful.


    ¡°Hmm, I¡¯ll be careful.¡±


    Deirdre headed to the courtyard cautiously and shoveled away the snow first before she


    moved everything that could be moved into the house.


    She discovered that she stopped thinking when she was busy, just as expected, and her


    body was sweating from working.


    She returned for lunch and headed to the church at noon with the medicine Eilis had


    prepared.


    There was a viger in the church, and she persuaded the person to get her to the


    lounge area.


    She waited on the sofa and sat there for two hours until her body was stiff. She got up to


    move around before she took a seat back.


    Someone opened the door and asked, ¡°Deirdre, who are you waiting for? Mr. King and


    his people won¡¯t being due to the snow.¡±


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    Deirdre answered hastily, ¡°I understand. I¡¯m waiting for someone else.¡±


    ¡°Someone else?¡± The viger paused for a moment before he nodded. ¡°Alright, don¡¯t


    wait for too long because we¡¯ll be closing the church at night.¡±


    ¡°Hmm, I won¡¯t.¡±


    Deirdre thought to herself that perhaps she was too early for the appointment. Perhaps


    the afternoon mentioned by Kyran was from 4:00 to 5:00 p.m.


    She felt drowsy andy on the sofa for a while before she dozed off.


    ¡°Deirdre, Deirdre?¡±


    Deirdre opened her eyes abruptly. The viger said with a frown, ¡°I don¡¯t think the person


    that you¡¯re waiting for ising today. It¡¯s almost 8:00 p.m. now.¡±


    ¡®5:00 p.m.?¡®


    Deirdre¡¯s heart was racing not only because she had fallen asleep for such a long time


    but, most importantly, because Kyran was not there.


    She asked hesitantly, ¡°May I inquire if any car came to the vige today?¡±


    ¡°Who¡¯sing to the vige with such heavy snow? Let alone travelers, we would rather


    check into a hotel to rest for a night thane back if we were to work elsewhere. I¡¯ve


    been in the church all day and haven¡¯t seen anyone.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s face turned slightly pale, and her eyebrows were tightly furrowed. She was


    certain she did not remember the date wrongly, yet why was Kyran not there?


    ¡°Can¡­ Can I stay for a while longer?¡± After a long time, Deirdre made up her mind. ¡°


    He told me to wait here and that he woulde.¡±


    Deirdre refused to leave before she could pass him the medicine in the bag in person.


    The viger was troubled. ¡°Sure then. You have until 9:00 p.m. I would like to go home


    too.¡±


    ¡°Hmm, thank you so much!¡±


    The viger left, yet Deirdre¡¯s expression was still tense.


    The lounge area was cold at night. Deirdre wrapped her clothes around her body tightly


    and repeatedly thought about the possible reason for Kyran¡¯steness.


    ¡®Is it because the roads are closed from the heavy snow, or is it because it¡¯s inconvenient


    for him to travel in the cold?


    ¡®If that were the case, why wouldn¡¯t he give me a call then?¡®

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    Chapter 343 Have I Been Deceived?


    Kyran did not know her number, but he could call up the vige head or the vigers.


    She refused to believe that Kyran could not get her number in view of Den¡¯s


    connections.


    ¡®Or is he trying to get here, but the heavy snow blocks his route?¡®


    At that thought, Deirdre decided that she would wait a little longer.


    A momentter, the door of the lounge opened suddenly.


    Deirdre raised her head in pleasant surprise only to hear the viger¡¯s voice. ¡°It¡¯s nine,


    Deirdre.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m sorry for holding you up.¡± Deirdre felt an ineffable feeling in her heart and walked


    outside with the medicine bag.


    It had already begun to snow outside, and a thickyer of snow was on the ground,


    almost to her ankles.


    The viger said, ¡°I¡¯ll send you since it¡¯s on my way. It¡¯s inconvenient for you to head


    home in this weather.¡±


    Deirdre hesitated for a moment before she said with a forced smile, ¡°It¡¯s fine. You should


    go home first.¡±


    ¡°You¡¯re not going to wait still, right?¡± The viger inhaled sharply. ¡°You came at one, and


    you waited until nine. The person is not here yet, so it¡¯s apparent that he has stood you


    up. He¡¯s noting, and it¡¯s understandable due to the weather. However, you¡¯ll be a


    fool if you continue to wait.¡±


    ¡°He¡¯sing.¡± Deirdre became even more convinced when she remembered Kyran¡¯s


    mannerisms.


    He would give her his jacket when he was freezing, so what if she were to wait a


    while more?


    What if Kyran were toe a moment after she left?


    It would be deeply regretful for him toe in vain on such a cold day.


    ¡°Alright then. There¡¯s nothing I can do if you insist. However, it¡¯s snowing heavier, and


    you¡¯ll onlyst half an hour at most when it¡¯s freezing. You¡¯re going to be in danger if you


    stay longer.¡±


    ¡°Hmm, don¡¯t worry. I¡¯ll wait ten minutes more, just ten minutes.¡±


    The viger nodded and left.


    Deirdre squatted by the door. The roof shielded her from the snow, but she kept her


    hands close to her chest from the cold.


    ¡®I¡¯ll wait a while longer, just a little longer.¡®


    She waited until it was already 10:00 p.m. by the time her phone reported the time.


    Deirdre wanted to stand up, only to discover that her body was already stiff. She tumbled


    head¨Cfirst into the snow and had no control over her limbs. Shey in the snow and


    exerted every ounce of strength in her body to turn over. She looked up to the sky with


    her head raised and felt the snowkesnding on her face. The snowkes did not melt


    instantly on her face because her body was so cold.


    The feeling of nothing was agonizing. She shut her eyes and thought if she would die


    this way until she heard the sound of an approaching car in the distance.


    Deirdre opened her eyes abruptly. The car stopped, and Den¡¯s voice was heard.


    Ms. McKinnon!¡±


    He came over and helped her to stand up. He furrowed his eyebrows ferociously at the


    very moment he felt her cold body. ¡°Why are you still out here?¡±


    Deirdre was stunned. ¡°Mr. King? What brought you here?¡±


    ¡®Have I been deceived? Has Kyran deceived me?


    ¡®Did he make a fool out of me and regard me as a joke just like that man?¡®


    ¡±


    Den¡¯s face was green with rage. ¡°Get into the car first. There¡¯s heating in the car.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s entire body was stiff, and she was almost lifted into the car by Den. It was


    really warm in the car, and she could not stop herself from shivering after her body


    warmed up.


    Den said, ¡°I¡¯m sorry I camete, Ms. McKinnon. I didn¡¯t expect you to wait at the door


    all this time either.¡±


    ¡°What do you mean?¡± Deirdre exhaled a deep breath. ¡°Where¡­ is Kyran?¡±


    ¡°He¡¯s in the hospital.¡±


    Deirdre was stunned and felt her chest tighten. ¡°What happened?¡±


    Den¡¯s expression was very unpleasant. ¡°He¡¯s sick. He¡¯s burning with a high fever. and


    copsed. He was sent to the hospital, and when he regained consciousness, he


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    insisted on removing his intravenous line so he coulde and see you. He imed


    that you were waiting for him.¡±

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    Chapter 344 The Woman He Fancies


    At that point, Den was amused. ¡°Both of you are the same, and one of you is more


    stubborn than the other. One insisted oning, while the other insisted on waiting. Are


    both of you trying to get yourselves killed?¡±


    The first thought that came into Deirdre¡¯s mind was the news report about Brendan¡¯s


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    copse in the morning, of him being sent to the hospital for treatment that very night.


    Kyran too¡­ It felt a little too coincidental.


    However, she discarded that idea immediately. These people had totally different


    personalities. Brendan was domineering, while Kyran was gentle.


    If Brendan were to find out that she was talking to Tobey on the phone, he would snatch


    the phone and hang up domineeringly before humiliating her. Yet, Kyran would not do


    that. He would never force her to do anything against her wish when he was displeased.


    Perhaps he had really caught a cold from fixing the switchboardst night?


    It was no wonder she had not received any update from Kyran, but the first thing he


    wanted to do when he regained consciousness was toe to Vige Alnwick.


    She felt an ineffable feeling in her heart and hastily asked, ¡°Is he alright?¡±


    ¡°He¡¯s not doing so well.¡± Den did not have a reason to hide the truth, so he said in all


    seriousness, ¡°Kyran had health issues from the start, and his physical condition is weak.


    He gets sick and is admitted to the hospital very frequently. Moreover, he has a high


    fever from being exposed to extreme cold. Had he not lost consciousness, I wouldn¡¯t be


    here now.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s face turned pale instantly. She felt her heart wrench in pain at the thought of


    how Kyran had taken off his jacket indomitablyst night and put it on her while he


    endured the snowstorm.


    ¡®He¡¯s such a fool.¡®


    ¡°You too. Had I note in time, do you know how you¡¯d end up on a cold night like


    this?¡± Den heaved a sigh. ¡°Let me send you home¡­¡±


    ¡°Mr. King,¡± Deirdre said anxiously. She suppressed her coldness and said hesitantly,¡±


    Can I trouble you to¡­ take me to the hospital with you? I would like to visit Mr. Reed¡­¡±


    She knew that she would not be able to sleep even if she were to go home, and her


    mind was filled with thoughts about Kyran¡¯s hospitalization now.


    She was the one who put him in harm¡¯s way.


    ¡°Are you sure? Your clothes are wet, and it¡¯ste.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m sure.¡± Deirdre spoke in a determined voice.


    Den wanted to reject her request, but he remembered the person who had just


    regained consciousness on the hospital bed. His rejection halted to a stop when he


    thought about the person¡¯s ghastly pale face from the high fever yet insisting on seeing


    Deirdre.


    ¡°Sure¡­ I¡¯ll take you to see him. However, it¡¯s reallyte. It¡¯s possible that it will take a


    long time to drive there. You should get a nap first.¡±


    ¡°Sure,¡± Deirdre muttered and hugged herself tightly.


    Noticing the situation, Den increased the heater temperature in the car and started


    the engine.


    Deirdre woke up instinctively when the car stopped. She had a bad headache and asked


    in a hoarse voice, ¡°Are we here?¡±


    ¡°We¡¯re at the entrance of a hotel in the city. We¡¯re still a distance away from the hospital,


    but you must get a hot shower and change into fresh clothes. Your clothes are drenched.


    If you continue to be like this, you¡¯re going to lose consciousness, let alone see Kyran.¡±


    Den was thoughtful. Even though Deirdre was worried about Kyran, she knew that


    she would certainly get sick if she were to continue to be like this. She nodded and said


    softly, ¡°Thank you.¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t mention it.¡± Den chuckled and said, ¡°You¡¯re the woman that my good friend


    fancies, after all.¡±


    Deirdre was stunned, and her cheeks started burning soon. She came to realize that


    Den must have misunderstood the incident that had taken ce in the church¡¯s


    lounge the other day. She exined, ¡°You¡¯ve misunderstood¡­¡±


    ¡°Hmm?¡± Den was unbothered. ¡°Get out of the car first.¡±


    Den passed his jacket to Deirdre before she got out of the car.


    Den checked Deirdre into a hotel room while he waited outside so Deirdre could


    take a shower.


    Both of them returned to the car once again after Deirdre got changed. Den said, ¡±


    The journey will take a few hours. You can rest first, and I¡¯ll wake you when we¡¯re there.¡±


    ¡°A few hours?¡± Deirdre could not help feeling surprised. She blinked in shock and said,


    ¡°Aren¡¯t we already in the city? Why do we need a few hours? Is the hospital very far from


    here?¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s not very far, but it¡¯s snowing very heavily. There¡¯s no snow cleaner at night, so


    driving fast is dangerous. Moreover, I can¡¯t go through the bridge, so I¡¯m taking a long


    detour.¡±

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    Chapter 345 It¡¯s My Fault for Putting You in Harm¡¯s Way


    ¡°I see¡­¡± Deirdre said softly, ¡°It must be very tiring for you to travel such a difficult path to


    get to me in a rush, right? I¡¯m sorry.¡±


    Den was stunned upon hearing Deirdre¡¯s remark and came to understand the


    situation. He smiled subconsciously and said, ¡°I¡¯ve never seen Kyran being close to a


    woman from the start, but you¡¯re the only exception, Ms. McKinnon. You¡¯re so kind, Ms.


    McKinnon. Perhaps I might have fallen for you too if I didn¡¯t already have someone else


    that I love.¡±


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    she immediately changed the conversation topic. ¡°Do you have a lover, Mr. King?¡±


    ¡°Hardly a lover¡­ She¡¯s not nning on being with me.¡±


    ¡°Is that so?¡± Deirdre expressed her astonishment.


    Den could not help chuckling. ¡°Why? Why are you feeling incredulous to know that I¡¯m


    still single?¡±


    Deirdre said truthfully, ¡°It¡¯s because you seem like a very outstanding man, Mr. King. You


    hold a respectable status, and you¡¯re good with words. If you have someone you love, it


    should be normal for you to end up being with her.¡±


    Den looked ahead and said, ¡°Is that the way you look at it?¡±


    His eyes were unfocused, and there was no telling who he was thinking about. Then, he


    smiled and said in a teasing voice, ¡°I suppose the great have great hardship to contend


    with, right? It¡¯s precisely because I¡¯m so outstanding that I¡¯m destined to have troubles in


    love because my career is smooth sailing.¡±


    Deirdre forced a smile while Den said, ¡°Get some rest. We¡¯ll be there by daybreak.¡±


    ¡°Sure.¡±


    Deirdre shut her eyes. She fell asleep in the car¡¯s swaying rhythm until she was


    awakened by Den. She rubbed her eyes.


    ¡°We¡¯re here.¡±


    ¡°Alright.¡± Deirdre felt her way out of the car. Den offered her an arm to lead her to the


    hospital level.


    A nurse passed by, and Den asked, ¡°Has the patient in Room 1106 awakened?¡±


    ¡°No.¡± The nurse stopped and asked in a stern tone, ¡°Are you his friend?¡±


    Deirdre could not help feeling her chest tighten.


    Den nodded. ¡°I am.¡±


    ¡°I believe that the patient is concerned about something. He woke up a few times and fell


    asleep back, but his lips were constantly chanting something in his sleep. I couldn¡¯t hear


    his voice clearly, so it would be best for you to pay attention to that.¡±


    ¡°Sure.¡±


    Den was in the mood to tease Kyran after the nurse left. ¡°Thatd is probably still


    thinking about his date with you in his dream.¡±


    Deirdre could not crack a smile, and Den understood her feelings. He did not continue


    to make jokes and took Deirdre to the room right away.


    The room reeked of disinfectant, yet Deirdre felt calmer for some unknown reason. It


    was possible that it was because she was getting closer to Kyran.


    ¡°Take a seat first, Ms. McKinnnon. I¡¯ll get two sandwiches from the cafeteria for


    breakfast.¡±


    ¡°Sure.¡± Deirdre was caught in a daze for a moment before she nodded.


    After Den left, she stretched out her hand to touch Kyran¡¯s face. It was burning hot


    and at an unnatural temperature.


    ¡°It¡¯s my fault for putting you in harm¡¯s way.¡± She lowered her gaze. Any man who


    interacted with her would always end up bad.


    There was Sterling, then Tobey, and not even Kyran could be spared.


    There was dejection in her gaze. She was about to pull back her arm when her palm was


    grasped abruptly.


    The icy cold fingers clutched her palm strenuously in an anxious yet rushed manner.


    ¡°Are you awake, Mr. Reed?¡±


    The man did not answer, but he clutched her hand tightly. His breathing was rapid and


    chaotic while his body was trembling.


    Deirdre subconsciously ced her other hand on his face and felt the cold sweat


    covering his forehead.


    ¡°Nurse! Nurse!¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s expression changed drastically. There was nothing she could do to walk away


    from the bed due to Kyran¡¯s tight clutch. She was panic¨Cstricken until the grasp


    suddenly loosened.

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    Chapter 346 Disturbing Your Intimate Moment Together


    ¡°K¨CKyran?¡±


    The man¡¯s eyes were filled with pain and lethargy. The sight of the woman sobered him


    up. He grabbed Deirdre¡¯s hand once again and wrote on her palm. ¡°I¡¯m fine.¡±


    Deirdre broke into tears of joy.


    Kyran wrote, ¡°I¡¯m sorry.¡±


    ¡°What are you sorry for?¡± Deirdre was stunned.


    ¡°For making you wait.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s eyes reddened with tears abruptly. She shook her head with all her might and


    suppressed the overwhelming emotions in her heart.


    ¡°It¡¯s me who should be sorry. I encumbered you the other day. You wouldn¡¯t have been


    caught in a road closure from the heavy snow when you sent us home had I not wanted


    to buy clothes. Had I not insisted on following you, you wouldn¡¯t have removed your


    jacket for me and gotten sick. Everything that happened was my fault


    Kyran tapped on her palm to beckon her to stop. Then, he searched around and found


    his phone.


    ¡°I¡¯d be in agony if you got sick.¡±


    Deirdre was stunned instantly, and she was rendered speechless.


    She came to realize that Den was at the door without noticing him. He cleared his


    throat and said, ¡°I¡¯m sorry for showing up at the wrong time and disturbing your intimate


    moment together.¡±


    Deirdre immediately pulled her hand away and took a step back¨Cher expression was


    filled with embarrassment. Kyran looked at Den with a frown. It was apparent that he


    was displeased.


    Den was frustrated. ¡°I wanted to be sensible and leave as well, but I couldn¡¯t do it. I


    believe that it has already been a long time since Ms. McKinnonst ate. She¡¯s going to


    need a bite of something after traveling in the car for a night, right?¡±


    Kyran had just onlye to realize that. He furrowed his eyebrows tightly and tapped on


    the phone¡¯s screen. ¡°Haven¡¯t you eaten yet?¡±


    Deirdre nodded. She hadst eaten during lunch yesterday, and the food was already


    digested fully by now. Yet, she did not feel the hunger, perhaps due to her concern for


    Kyran.


    Kyran¡¯s gaze was filled with sympathy. ¡°Frankly, you shouldn¡¯t havee. It¡¯s far and


    tiring to travel here.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m the reason you got sick, so how could I note?¡± Deirdre furrowed her eyebrows


    and thought about how he had no idea how worried she was. She wanted to say


    something but could not speak when she remembered that Den was still in


    the room.


    Den suppressed his urge tough and thought about how these two people had


    finally agreed to be with each other, so he passed two sets of sandwiches to them. ¡°I just


    bought these, and they are still warm. Both of you can have it. I haven¡¯t slept for one


    whole day, so I¡¯m going to get some rest at a nearby hotel before Ieter.¡±


    Deirdre received the sandwiches and nodded hastily. Den bid farewell and left without


    turning back.


    Kyran typed, ¡°I¡¯ll unwrap the sandwiches, and we shall eat something first.¡±


    ¡°Sure.¡± Deirdre took a seat once again and waited for Kyran to pass her the sandwich.


    She took two bites before she realized how starved she was. She ate for a while and


    realized that Kyran had yet to take a bite. She asked in confusion, ¡°Why aren¡¯t you


    eating?¡±


    Kyran looked at his whole sandwich and typed, ¡°I don¡¯t like pickles.¡±


    ¡°There¡¯s none in mine.¡± Deirdre regretted saying that.


    So what if hers had no pickles? She was halfway through her sandwich, so she would


    not allow herself to give Kyran the half¨Ceaten sandwich.


    She lowered her head in embarrassment, her ears burning. She was about to exin


    when the man took away her sandwich and passed her the new one.


    ¡°That¡¯s great.¡± Kyran typed, ¡°I like yours.¡±


    Before Deirdre could speak, he munched down the sandwich without uttering a word,


    without any concern that she was eating the sandwich. Moreover, his action was so


    affectionate, as if they were a couple¡­


    Deirdre could not tell if she was feeling embarrassed or shy. Meanwhile, Kyran¡¯s


    phone rang.


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    Kyran looked at the strange number and hesitated for a moment before he picked it up.


    Soon afterward, Eilis¡® anxious voice was heard saying, ¡°Is this Mr. Reed? Is this Mr.


    Reed? Have you seen Deirdre? She hasn¡¯t been home all night, and I can¡¯t reach


    her phone. Is she with you?¡±

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    Chapter 347 Pass Her the Phone


    Deirdre was stunned. She felt for the phone in her pocket and realized that it was turned


    off after being out of battery.


    She stretched out her hand and said, ¡°Pass it to me.¡±


    The phone was given to Deirdre, and she got up to pick up the call. ¡°Hello, Madame


    Russell.¡±


    ¡°Silly girl!¡± Eilis was almost in tears. ¡°Why aren¡¯t you picking up your phone? You scared


    me! I looked for you everywhere for a night and almost thought that you were buried


    under the snow!¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m sorry¡­¡± Deirdre sniffed. She had been so worried about Kyran that she had


    forgotten to call and update Eilis about her whereabouts.


    Madame Russell said, ¡°As long as you¡¯re safe and sound. Where are you now?¡±


    Deirdre had no idea, either. She said truthfully, ¡°Mr. Reed got sick and was admitted to


    the hospital after helping me the other day. I sought help from Mr. King to take me to the


    hospital, and it is quite some distance away from Vige Alnwick.¡±


    ¡°I see¡­ Are you cold then? Would you like me to send you warmer clothes?¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s fine.¡± Deirdre smiled. ¡°Mr. Reed has already awakened. I¡¯ll be back when the


    hospital has examined and confirmed that he is fine.¡±


    ¡°Alright then.¡± Eilis remembered something and said, ¡°However, I called up Tobey


    because I panicked. He got in touch with people here to look for you. I¡¯m afraid that he


    might not have slept the whole night, and perhaps he would have hopped on a ne to


    ¡°Sure.¡±


    After ending the call, Deirdre blushed as she thought about how she had troubled way


    too many people.


    She passed the phone to Kyran, and he asked, ¡°What happened? Is Madame Russell


    very worried about you?¡±


    ¡°Yes.¡± Deirdre was very embarrassed. ¡°I¡¯ll be leaving by noon. It would be strange for her


    not to panic after I came over and vanished for the whole night without informing her


    prior.¡±


    ¡°Had you been waiting for me since noon?¡±


    Deirdre nodded and said immediately, ¡°However, it was because I was too bored. The


    lounge of the church was warm, so I thought I¡¯d go there to warm myself. Oh right.¡±


    She pulled the stic¨Cwrapped medicine out of her pocket. ¡°I brought you this, but I


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    believe that you don¡¯t need it anymore because you¡¯re in a hospital.¡±


    She was nning on changing the topic of conversation when Kyran suddenly held her


    hand beyond her expectations. Despite her blindness, she could feel the man¡¯s zing


    hot gaze on her face.


    Deirdre was stunned, and her heart was racing. Kyran¡¯s lips moved, and he exerted


    some strength in his grip.


    All of a sudden, the phone rang at a bad time and interrupted the ambiance between


    them. Deirdre immediately pulled back her hand.


    Kyran picked up the phone with a frown and heard a gentle voiceing from the other


    end of the call. ¡°Hello, I¡¯m Tobey Russell.¡±


    The call was hung up abruptly, and Deirdre was stunned. She had a keen sense of


    hearing and asked, ¡°Was the caller earlier Tobey?¡±


    ¡°No,¡± Kyran answered quickly, his expression very unpleasant. ¡°You misheard.¡±


    However, the call came once again.


    Kyran wanted to hang up right away this time, but Deirdre asked cautiously, ¡°Aren¡¯t you


    going to take the call, Mr. Reed?¡±


    Kyran could only suppress his anger this time as Tobey¡¯s voice sounded. ¡°Hello, Mr.


    Reed. Did you identally hang up the call? I¡¯m not a stranger but Deirdre¡¯s friend. Will


    you please pass her the phone?¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s Tobey.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s eyes lit up while Kyran¡¯s dark pupils turned dim. He passed her the phone.


    ¡°It¡¯s me, Tobey.¡±


    Tobey was relieved to hear Deirdre¡¯s voice. ¡°Deirdre, will you please inform my


    mother or me first before you go anywhere the next time? Do you know how worried I


    am?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m sorry, Tobey. Today¡¯s incident is an ident, and I won¡¯t do that again.¡±

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    Chapter 348 Brendan Is in the Hospital


    ¡°I know that it¡¯s not your intention to worry us, but I regret even more that I can¡¯t keep


    youpany during this time.¡± Tobey sounded tired when he asked Deirdre, ¡°Who is this


    Mr. Reed?¡±


    Deirdre was momentarily stunned and bit her lower lip before she told Kyran that she


    was going out to take the call. She took the liberty to walk out of the room and shut the


    door before she said, ¡°He¡¯s a new acquaintance of mine.¡±


    ¡°He seems to object to my presence very much,¡± Tobey said half¨Cjokingly, yet with a


    tinge of seriousness. ¡°It would be great if I were by your side.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s expression turned gentle. She was about to speak when someone walked past


    her and said with excitement that could not be concealed, ¡°Do you know that Brendan


    Brighthall from Neve is in our hospital?¡±


    All the blood drained from Deirdre¡¯s face instantly, and her eyes widened incredulously


    as she looked in the direction of the source of the voice.


    The voice continued to say, ¡°I heard that he is still single, and rumor has it that he¡¯s


    handsome and graceful. It would be great if I could meet him!¡±


    ¡°Dream on.¡± The other person teased by saying, ¡°Even if he is still single, he will be


    married soon. Haven¡¯t you heard of the news of his engagement soon? His girlfriend is


    very pretty, and I think she¡¯s the heiress of an influential family.¡±


    ¡°He¡¯s not married yet. Perhaps he might take a fancy to someone like me even if he is


    engaged?¡±


    ¡°Nonsense! Oh right.¡± The woman asked, ¡°Why is Brendan Brighthall admitted to our


    hospital? We¡¯re at least two hour¡¯s drive away from Neve, right?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m not too sure either. It is said that it¡¯s inconvenient for him to be admitted to Neve¡¯s


    hospitals because of the crowd of reporters, so he is here to seek treatment¡­¡±


    The voices moved further and further away. Deirdre¡¯s body was trembling abruptly as if


    she was drenched in ice water, and her mind went nk.


    ¡®Brendan¡­ is in this hospital?¡®


    At the thought of the man¡¯s possessiveness, coldness and how he had dered that he


    wanted to start over again his rtionship with her, Deirdre¡¯s teeth were chattering while


    her body was shivering beyond her notice.


    ¡®If¡­ If he were to find out that I¡¯m not only alive but also in the same hospital now¡­¡®


    Fear and terror almost overpowered her senses until Tobey¡¯s voice pulled her back to


    reality. ¡°What¡¯s going on, Deirdre?¡±


    Deirdre was incapable of moving her legs. Her lips parted, and she bit her lower lip


    ferociously to calm herself with great effort. ¡°Nothing¡­ Tobey, I¡¯m rather tired from the


    journey and would like to get some rest first¡­¡±


    ¡°Sure, you may get some rest first. Remember to charge your phone, so I can keep in


    touch with you anytime.¡±


    ¡°Hmm.¡±


    After the call ended, Deirdre felt her back covered in a cold sweat from fear, and she was


    having a hard timeposing herself.


    Her sealed heart began to be flooded with intense uneasiness. In fact, a thought had


    even urred to her.


    ¡®Run!¡®


    There was still time for her to run now. If she were to bump into Brendan, he would


    capture her, and she would live in agony for the rest of her life.


    Yet, she had utterly no idea where she was, so how could she run? Moreover, what


    about Kyran? She was there to see him, so would it be appropriate for her to leave after


    the brief visit?


    Deirdre swallowed a gulp of saliva. She tried calming herself a few times before


    returning to the room again.


    She passed the phone to Kyran, but she was still distracted.


    Kyran looked at her solemnly and asked her with a typed message, ¡°What¡¯s going on?


    What happened? Why do you look so pale?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m fine.¡±


    Deirdre wiped her face and forced herself to perk up. She tried to convince herself that


    the hospital was huge and Brendan had yet to recover from his injury. They may not


    necessarily bump into each other so coincidentally.


    On the other hand, she would not be discovered if she was careful.


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    ¡°I can tell if you really are fine.¡± Kyran paused for a moment. ¡°Miss McKinnon, you can


    tell me if you are going through some difficulty that is hard to tell. I¡¯ll protect you.¡±

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    Chapter 349 Same Level


    ¡®Protect?¡®


    Deirdre understood that no one would be able to protect her in Brendan¡¯s presence


    because he was a madman who acted on his will.


    ¡®If he is happy, he will smile at you. But if he is displeased, he will figure out all sorts of


    ways to destroy you, and no one can stand a chance against him. How can he protect


    me from him?


    ¡®Moreover¡­ why does it have to be so coincidental that he is in the same hospital as


    Kyran and they are warded on the same level?¡®


    ¡°I really am fine.¡± Deirdre clenched her fists tightly and inhaled three deep breaths once


    again to calm herself. She rubbed her face and said, ¡°I¡¯m just tired because I didn¡¯t sleep


    well in the carst night.¡±


    Upon hearing that, Kyran typed, ¡°I¡¯ll get Den to take you somewhere to rest when he¡¯s


    up.¡±


    ¡°Sure.¡±


    Deirdre seized the opportunity to walk outside once again.


    Even though she hoped to cut ties with Brendan, she had to figure out which level and


    room Brendan was staying at first.


    She felt her way to the elevator and went downstairs to the nurses¡® station. After looking


    at her, the nurse assumed that she was a patient and asked, ¡°Are you having trouble


    getting to the dispensary because you can¡¯t see?¡±


    ¡°No.¡± Deirdre exined, ¡°I¡¯m not a patient.¡±


    The nurse was momentarily stunned but did not ponder further. ¡°How may I help you


    then?¡±


    ¡°Uh¡­¡± Deirdre inhaled a deep breath. ¡°I would like to inquire about Mr. Brendan


    Brighthall¡¯s room.¡±


    The nurse expressed her understanding instantly when she heard Deirdre¡¯s remark. She


    regarded Deirdre as one of those women trying to charm Brendan and replied in a cold,


    official tone, ¡°I¡¯m sorry, but I can¡¯t reveal a patient¡¯s confidential information if you¡¯re not


    the patient¡¯s family.¡±


    ¡®Patient¡¯s family¡­ Does his deceased wife count?¡®


    Deirdre knew that the nurse would most certainly regard her as a madwoman if she were


    to say that. She exined softly, ¡°Don¡¯t worry. I¡¯m only asking, and I won¡¯t approach


    him.¡±


    ¡°Even if you don¡¯t approach him, I can¡¯t give you an answer either way. Please move


    aside if you have nothing else. We¡¯re busy.¡±


    The nurse¡¯s mannerism was cold, so Deirdre did not have the courage to linger at the


    nurses¡® station. She kept her head lowered and was about to return to Kyran when she


    heard the rushed clicking sound of someone¡¯s high heels trailing behind her.


    Soon afterward, the figure walked past her to the nurses¡® station. ¡°Where is Brendan


    Brighthall¡¯s room?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s body froze abruptly.


    ¡®Is that Charlene? I can¡¯t let her see me!¡®


    Deirdre panicked and walked ahead in a rush and bumped into someone identally.


    The person called out ¡®Yikes¡®, and he was furious. ¡°What the heck is going on? Why are


    you walking heedlessly in the hospital? Are you rushing to get to the morgue?¡± The


    emaciated¨Clooking woman with her back facing her. The woman was being scolded by


    the other person, and she looked¡­


    There was puzzlement in Charlene¡¯s eyes, and she walked over with her high heels


    clicking¡­


    ¡°Miss McKinney, right?¡±


    The nurse approached Charlene, and thetter shifted her gaze. ¡°Yes, where is


    Brendan¡¯s room?¡±


    ¡°Please hold on. I shall check for you.¡±


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    Deirdre was lucky to escape without exposing herself and stood in the crowd. She could


    hear themotion at Charlene¡¯s side and Charlene¡¯s voice clearly.


    Her heart was racing when Charlene mentioned Brendan¡¯s name.


    ¡°Mr. Brendan Brighthall¡­ Alright, found it. Mr. Brighthall is on the top floor, Level 11.¡±


    ¡®Level 11?¡®


    Deirdre suddenly remembered Den¡¯s mention of Kyran¡¯s room. She remembered that


    Kyran¡¯s room was on Level 11 as well. ¡®It¡¯s such a coincidence that they are both warded


    on the same level?¡®


    Her face turned ghastly pale in an instant. ¡®In other words, is it possible that a wall only


    separates Brendan and me, and he almost caught me!?¡®


    As soon as the thought urred to her, Deirdre felt a shiver down her spine.


    Charlene asked impatiently, ¡°What is the room number?¡±


    Deirdre felt her heart in her throat.


    ¡°Room 1106.¡± The nurse answered, ¡°That is Mr. Brighthall¡¯s room.¡±


    Deirdre was shocked instantly

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    Chapter 350 He Is Brendan!


    ¡®1106¡­1106¡­


    ¡®Isn¡¯t that Kyran¡¯s room? How is it Brendan¡¯s room?


    ¡®It¡¯s supposed to be Kyran¡¯s room! I was there earlier! Unless¡­¡¯


    All the blood drained from Deirdre¡¯s face, and her eyes widened in fear.


    ¡®Unless Kyran and Brendan are the same person.¡®


    Deirdre stood in the same spot, stunned. It felt as if her energy was drained from her


    body, and she was incapable of moving. The thought of the reveal was suffocating.


    Yet, it was not utterly impossible when she thought about it closely.


    Kyran had always kept up with his mute image since he showed up, and she could not


    see with her eyes, so she could not reveal Brendan¡¯s identity. He could turn himself into


    a stranger.


    She was probably oversensitive, but when she thought about it closely, it was highly


    possible for Kyran to be Brendan. In fact, Kyran was admitted to the hospital when news


    of Brendan¡¯s hospitalization was reported. How could it be such a coincidence that both


    of them were admitted to the same hospital?


    She was under the assumption that it was just a coincidence, and she did not expect


    Deirdre felt as if reality had delivered a crushing blow to her. Besides pain, she was more


    saddened by the fact that she had been deceived.


    Kyran was a fake, and so was his gentleness. Deidre bit her lower lip tightly. When she


    recovered from her surprise, she walked along the wall to the outside, holding back her


    tears.


    ¡®Run.¡®


    The only thought left in her head now was this. She wanted to run afar and leave this


    ce. She would be fine running anywhere as long as she could be far away from


    Brendan!


    ¡°Miss McKinnon?¡±


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    Deirdre did not expect that she would bump into Den, who returned after his rest.


    He walked over and asked in a puzzled tone, ¡°What are you doing here, Miss


    McKinnon? I just came in through the entrance and looked over by chance. I thought


    that I might have mistaken someone else for you. Where are you going?¡±


    Deirdre felt her entire body turn icy cold despite Den¡¯s friendly, gentle mannerisms at


    this very moment. She gnashed her teeth and continued to walk forward.


    ¡°Miss McKinnon?¡±


    Den became even more confused. He stretched out his hand to clutch her wrist, yet


    Deirdre struggled free from his grip in the next moment. In fact, her eyes were glistening


    with intense fear.


    ¡°Don¡¯t touch me.¡±


    ¡°What is going on?¡±


    Apparently, something was going on judging by Deirdre¡¯s sudden change, and Den


    found it absurd. ¡°Did Kyran bully you?¡±


    ¡®He is still pretending at this point.¡®


    Deirdre¡¯s breathing was irregr. Had she not figured out the situation today, the truth


    would have been hidden from her for the rest of her life. In fact, she had even regarded


    Kyran as the only stranger who was selfless enough to treat her well willingly.


    She felt a dull pain in her chest and suppressed the tremble she felt on the tip of her


    tongue to continue to walk forward.


    Den grabbed her. ¡°Miss McKinnon, you¡¯re a stranger in a strange ce. I won¡¯t let you


    leave. If you wish to go home, wait for me to get Kyran settled down first so I can send


    you personally.¡±


    ¡°Stop¡­ pretending¡­¡± Deirdre inhaled a deep breath, and her eyes were bloodshot from


    anger. She red at him and said, ¡°Mr. King, you¡¯re a man with respectable status. Do


    you need to go as far as to put on an act? Or do you think that pranking a blind, ugly


    person like me gives you a sense of achievement that you¡¯re still unwilling to stop at this


    point?¡±


    ¡°Stop?¡± Den was stunned. He came to understand the situation, inhaled a deep


    breath, and said, ¡°Miss McKinnon, even though I don¡¯t know what happened, please


    calm down first. Even if you want to sentence me to a crime, you should let me know


    what crime it is too, right?¡±

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    Chapter 351 What Is It Between Brendan Brighthall and You


    It felt like a nuke was dropped right in the middle of Deirdre¡¯s chest. Her eyes began to water. How dare


    he tell her to calm down? How could he still be thinking about continuing this stupid charade!?


    Deirdre¡¯s head was spinning. She ced her hand against her temple and shut her eyes, gnashing her


    teeth to endure the pain before opening them again. She turned in


    Den¡¯s direction, her ssy eyes boring through his face.


    ¡°Who is Kyran Reed really?¡±


    ¡°Who is Kyran?¡± Den paused. ¡°Er, you¡¯re losing me, Miss McKinnon. Kyran is, well,


    Kyran. He¡¯s my friend. My brother from another mother. What? You suspect he has a crimefighting alter


    ego or something?¡±


    ¡°You really think this is the time to keep up this stupid charade!?¡± She exhaled, her fists tightening. She


    took a deep breath. ¡°I heard what the nurses said. The man who¡¯s staying in No. 1106 is Brendan


    Brighthall. But Kyran is the one who¡¯s there, isn¡¯t he?


    Which means Brendan and Kyran have been the same person this whole time! ¡®Kyran Reed¡® doesn¡¯t


    exist! He¡¯s just a made-up person you people cooked up to. dupe me!


    ¡°So now I want you to tell me, what drives both you and Brendan into making up this sick scheme just


    to fool me!?¡±


    ¡°What the h*ll!?¡± Den¡¯s denial erupted out of him in an instant. ¡°Kyran and Brendan are the same


    person!? This is nuts! You¡¯re suggesting that Kyran somehow duped me, too. You¡¯re telling me my


    friend has been the guy ruling the Brighthall Group from Neve this whole time!¡±


    Deirdre frowned. His response was unexpected. She had thought that her candor would incite Den


    into confessing their plot.


    Instead, all it seemed to have done was piss off Den. The young man tugged her by her sleeve and


    announced, ¡°I¡¯ll dly propose Kyran¡¯s operation if it means this insanity gets resolved. You¡¯reing


    with me!¡±


    He began to trawl Deirdre to the nurses¡® station.


    Deirdre was confused¡­ and hopeful. That ember of hope removed her will to struggle against him and


    follow him.


    Den wasted no time. ¡°Who¡¯s the patient in Room 1106?¡± he asked coldly.


    ¡°1106?¡± The nurse checked the record and answered, ¡°Er, Mr. Brendan Brighthall.¡±


    Deirdre wanted tough at the absurdity of his action. Was he really that mulish in ying his part?


    She was about to pull her wrist away from him when new footsteps approached them.


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    The older woman sounded like the head nurse, judging from the authority she exuded when she


    chided, ¡°Not Brighthall, junior! It¡¯s Mr. Kyran Reed. Mr. Brighthall¡¯s at No. 1109.¡±


    The first nurse looked at the record again. ¡°Wait, what?¡±


    ¡°Save yourself the time to check, junior. That record¡¯s been outdated since the morning.


    No one had the time to make a new one, but Mr. Brendan Brighthall¡¯s room has been changed to 1109


    because Mr. Kyran Reed is staying in Room 1106.¡±


    Deirdre froze. Her feet seemingly turned to roots. Her body stiffened like a cactus.¡® 1109? Not¡­ 1106?


    ¡®K¨CKyran Reed and Brendan Brighthall¡­ are not the same person, after all?¡®


    Kyran was real. His gentle kindness was not a stint¨Cit was real. Real!


    ¡®Oh my God! Then¡­ This means¡­ This whole thing has been one gigantic misunderstanding!¡®


    It was a full¨Cblown roller coaster ride. Deirdre did not even know if she wanted tough, cry, or both. All


    she knew was that when her high¨Cstrung nerves suddenly rxed, her feet could barely hold her up.


    Den¡¯s voice hid a slight hint of smugness. ¡°There, you heard them, right? So¡­ Are


    Kyran and this Brendan Brighthall the same guy or not?¡±


    Deirdre bit her lip. This waspletely outside her expectations. His room had simply


    been changed to another. They¡­ were not the same person.


    ¡°G¨CGod, I¡­¡± She could hardly finish her sentence.


    Den softened his tone. ¡°Listen, Miss McKinnon. The right thing to do when you¡¯re having trouble is to


    talk it out, not run away. This hospital is huge and hectic. If I lose you here, how am I supposed to


    exin myself to Kyran or Madame Russell?¡±


    ¡°I¡­ I¡¯m sorry.¡±


    Her mind was still nk when she lowered her wrists, which were now sore from Den¡¯s grip. ¡°I¡¯m


    blind, so I thought the two of you were preying on that with this sick joke¡­¡±


    ¡°Even if we were pulling a prank like that on you, the better action would be to confront us, wouldn¡¯t you


    agree? Why run away?¡± Den replied, his eyes examining


    Deirdre¡¯s visage like a hawk.


    Any emotional disy should clue him in on the young woman¡¯s troubles. ¡°Pardon me for asking, but¡­


    Miss McKinnon, what¡¯s the deal with you and Brendan Brighthall?¡±

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    Chapter 352 You Just Wanna Ask About.Kyran, Don¡¯t You?


    Deirdre¡¯s face was as white as a sheet. Hearing both his name and a question about their rtionship


    triggered her.


    Fortunately for her, Den knew better than to pursue the thread. ¡°No, never mind. It must have been


    something deeply distressing from the looks of it, so I won¡¯t press on it anymore.¡±


    ¡°Thank you,¡± Deirdre muttered under her breath.


    ¡°God, I told Miss Charlene McKinney Mr. Reed¡¯s room by mistake just now. That¡¯s not good,¡± the first


    nurse murmured. ¡°I should go up there and inform her of the change.¡±


    ¡°You don¡¯t have to,¡± replied the head nurse. ¡°I¡¯ll inform the nurses on that floor.¡±


    ¡°Okay.¡±


    Their conversation died.


    Deirdre bit her lips as a new question took hold of her mind. Should she go up there?


    Charlene was there right now¡­


    ¡°You wanna take a break, Miss McKinnon? I¡¯ll get you a room in a nearby hotel. You cane back in


    the evening. How does that sound?¡±


    Deirdre stiffened for a moment and replied hastily, ¡°T¨CThat¡¯s great.¡±


    She felt lucky to have met Den at this moment.


    As soon as she entered his car, a thought leaped into her mind, prompting her to ask,


    ¡°Mr. King, are you from Eastgene?¡±


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    Den turned the steering wheel nomittally. ¡°Yeah.¡±


    ¡°Why the thought of turning Alnwick into a tourist spot? Ours is a pretty remote ce, isn¡¯t it?¡±


    ¡°Alnwick¡¯s remote, but I¡¯m not exactly the only heir in my family. H*ll, I¡¯m not even the favored child!


    Most of our ventures in Eastgene are controlled by the family and my brother, so I kinda need to carve


    a new path for myself, you know what I mean? A business to call my own.¡±


    Deirdre lowered her head slightly. The whole affair soundedplicated. Parting her lips, she asked,


    ¡°What about Kyran?¡±


    That seemed tomand Den¡¯s actual attention. Heughed. ¡°Whoa, Miss McKinnon! You just


    wanted to ask about him from the get-go, didn¡¯t you?¡±


    Deirdre hastily smoothed her skirt. ¡°No, I wasn¡¯t! I was just¡­ asking.¡±


    Den shed her a smile. ¡°He¡¯s an Eastgene native too. We¡¯ve been friends since we were kids. My


    Alnwick business is my personal venture outside the family business, and he¡¯s been an invaluable


    support. The man basically left his work in Eastgene to apany me.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s nod was sluggish as it was a little doubtful. ¡°You¡­ seem to be pretty famous in Eastgene,


    aren¡¯t you?¡±


    Den smiled. ¡°Please. Naturally, I can¡¯t hold a candle to my brother¡¯s name, but my family generally


    rules Eastgene like kings. Most people there probably know me.¡±


    As they talked, they arrived at the hotel. Den let the hotel personnel escort Deirdre to her room while


    he returned to the hospital in a cab. As soon as she got into the elevator, she produced her phone and


    asked, ¡°Do you have any cable for this? I need to charge it.¡±


    In a world of smartphones, old dumbphones like Deirdre¡¯s were rare enough to be considered


    novelties. The staff took it, examined it, and replied, ¡°Sorry. We don¡¯t have it.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s disappointment was visible.


    The staff continued. ¡°But I can help you buy one in one from nearby shops. I think its cable should still


    be sold there.¡±


    ¡°Really?¡± Deirdre cried out, her eyes twinkling. Then she moved her hand to her pocket and frantically


    pulled away. She had forgotten to bring her money while rushing to get there.


    The staff seemed to have noticed her and shed her a smile. ¡°No worries, miss. All of our services are


    included in your fees. Now, let us get you to your room first.¡±


    Deirdrey down after plugging the cable into her phone, but sleep eluded her. The sting in her chest¨C


    the all¨Cconsuming panic¨Cstubbornly remained in her mind. It was just a misunderstanding in the end,


    and yet¡­


    She climbed up and turned her phone on. A flood of messages reminding her of unanswered calls


    echoed. She decided to call Eilis to inform the older woman of her safety and told her she would have


    to be here for a few more days.

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    Chapter 353 We¡¯re Not Like That


    ¡°Good call, Dee Dee. It¡¯s a snowstorm here, Dee Dee. The roads have been blocked for the time being!


    I feel better knowing that Mr. King and Mr. Reed are taking care of you.¡±


    Eilis¡¯s lecture went on for a little longer. Her wide¨Cranging topic included Deirdre¡¯s safety and how she


    should never run off alone. Finally, the call ended.


    Deirdre sat on her bed, indecisive. After mulling it over, she punched Tobey¡¯s numbers.


    The recipient practically answered it on the first beep, ¡°Dee?¡±


    Deirdre was still a little surprised at how fast he was. ¡°Toby! You¡¯re¡­ quick. Aren¡¯t you supposed to be


    resting or something?¡±


    ¡°I rested,¡± Tobey replied, massaging his temples. ¡°I went to work after a short few hours of rest.¡±


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    Deirdre felt a pang of guilt. ¡°Sorry. I cost youst night, didn¡¯t I? And you still have to work the next


    day.¡±


    Tobey could not help letting out a cackle. ¡°God, Dee. I swear, if you¡¯re calling me just to say you¡¯re


    sorry, then I wish I didn¡¯t answer you at all.¡±


    Deirdre gave a curtugh. She never knew how to repay Tobey¡¯s kindness.


    ¡°Alright. You called me for a reason, I bet. How can I help you?¡± he asked.


    Deirdre¡¯s lips curved into a shallow smile, but it did not reach her eyes. ¡°I could never hide anything


    from you, could I?¡±


    Everything had turned out to be a false rm today, which was a good thing in and of itself. And yet,


    Deirdre could not help but be reminded of just how little she knew about Kyran. All she knew was that


    his surname was Reed and that he was mute. That was all. She had no inkling of his family


    background, where his home address was, or who his siblings were¨Cnothing. He was an enigma with


    no history, face, or voice.


    The mystery about him put Deirdre at a disadvantage.


    ¡°I¡­ need you to help me research someone, Toby.¡± Her grip tightened around her phone. She breathed


    deeply. ¡°You¡¯re at Eastgene, too, right? Do you know someone called Den King?¡±


    ¡°Den King?¡± Tobey mused for a moment. ¡°Rings a bell, but I need to check with my colleague. Hold


    on.¡±


    A whileter, Tobey was back. His tone, however, took a turn for the serious. ¡°Dee, are you acquainted


    with Den King?¡±


    ¡°Why?¡±


    ¡°He¡¯s the youngest son of the King family. He had been abroad for a few years until he returned to the


    city recently. He¡¯s a mysterious man, Dee. He doesn¡¯t socialize much, so I can¡¯t get a handle on the


    kind of person he is. Either way, you shouldn¡¯t be too close to him. Like any wealthy elite families, the


    Kings areplicated and messy.¡±


    ¡°Why?¡±


    ¡°Do you know what happens whenmon folks like us get involved in a battle royale of the elites?


    We be pawns and sacrificialmbs and cannon fodder for their schemes.


    ¡°I¡¯m gonna be honest with you, Dee. Den used to have a girlfriend. Had she been from another of


    those fancy, wealthy, upper¨Css families, she would have been strutting among them like a nobility


    too. But no. She was just a normal girl who became a source of conflict for the two brothers.


    ¡°Den¡¯s older brother stole her away from him using the most despicable way you can imagine and


    got her pregnant without acknowledging her as his girlfriend or wife. She is still a nameless, titleless


    mistress to his older brother to this day!¡±


    Tobey¡¯s eyebrows were practically knitted together. ¡°She¡¯s in limbo, Dee. She was made into a living


    reminder and lesson to Den. If you get close to that man, his older brother will make you Den¡¯s


    second warning, I bet.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s face was pale. Judging from the way Den acted, she had always believed him to be a high


    EQ, debonair sweet¨Ctalker with no baggage. As it turned out, he lived in the shadow of his brother¡¯s


    oppression, who then punished him through the woman he loved¡­


    ¡°I don¡¯t begrudge you for not reciprocating my feelings, but I¡¯m telling you, don¡¯t get close to Den


    King.¡±


    He sounded so anxious and worried that it shook Deirdre out of her daze. Smiling apologetically, she


    replied, ¡°Oh God, Toby, you misunderstood us. Mr. King and I are not like that.¡±

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    ¡°Wait, so you two are not¡­¡± Tobey froze for a moment before sighing in relief. ¡°Oh my God, Dee! You


    almost gave me a heart attack!


    ¡°Listen very carefully. Thest thing wemon folks wanna do is to find ourselves involved in these


    nobles¡® skirmishes. We don¡¯t have status or wealth to back us, Dee.


    The only thing that¡¯s gonnae out of this is us being chewed up and torn apart by the chaos.¡±


    Deirdre felt her entire body turning into stone. She closed her eyes, her eyelids trembling, and wished


    someone had told her this earlier. If only someone had told her sooner. God, things would have been


    so different!


    ¡°I know what you mean, Toby. But I¡¯m only acquainted with Mr. King because he¡¯s the man behind the


    ns to develop Alnwick into a tourist spot.¡±


    ¡°Oh, so it was him.¡± A severe look crossed Tobey¡¯s face. He mulled it over for a second and frowned.


    ¡°It¡¯s a profitable business and all, yet I can¡¯t help but find this a little suspicious. Why does a man with


    that much power and resources want to focus on a ce most people can¡¯t even point out on a map?¡±


    ¡°He said Eastgene haspletely be his brother¡¯s domain, so he has to strike out on his own.¡±


    Tobey rxed. ¡°Huh.¡±


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    Deirdre bit her lip. ¡°There¡¯s one more I need information on, Toby. Please.¡±


    ¡°Kyran Reed?¡±


    Deirdre was stunned. ¡°How did you¡­¡±


    Tobey¡¯sugh sounded a little hollow. ¡°I¡¯d investigate his background even if you didn¡¯t ask, Dee. The


    man¡¯s too mysterious for my taste, and the fact that he¡¯s trying to get close to you? Well, I don¡¯t think I


    can sleep well unless I know exactly who he is.¡±


    ¡°Thank you, Toby. You help me so much, I don¡¯t even know if I can-¡±


    ¡°Dee, we¡¯re more than just neighbors. We¡¯re friends. I¡¯m not doing this because I like you,¡± Tobey said


    quickly. ¡°You should rest. One of my friends is a journalist, and I¡¯m sure he can help me with this. Call


    you then.¡±


    ¡°Sounds good. Thank you.¡±


    Deirdrey on her bed. The cost of her emotional roller¨Ccoaster must have finally caught up with her.


    Keeping her eyes open was starting to feel like a chore.


    She fell asleep.


    By the time she opened her eyes again, her phone informed her it was alreadyte evening. She made


    her way to the bathroom and took a shower.


    After she was dressed, she heard a staff member calling from behind the door. ¡°Are you awake, Miss


    McKinnon?¡±


    ¡°Coming.¡± She opened the door.


    The staff member smiled. ¡°Good evening! Mr. King told me to get you some dinner before sending you


    to the hospital.¡±


    She thanked her bashfully and dutifully ate some dinner. A few bitester, she set her fork down.


    ¡°You good?¡±


    ¡°Yeah.¡± She nodded. Her appetite was just not there.


    The staff member bagged some desserts and handed them to her before sending her to the hospital.


    The journey had been an anxious one. She walked fast, her head low as her nerves seemed to wind


    more and more tightly, and headed to the elevator. She was about to get in when she heard a voice


    saying, ¡°Mr. Brighthall! Do you need my help?¡±


    She froze.


    Then a voice¨Cone she could never banish from the abyss of her mind¨Csnapped.¡± No. I¡¯m wounded, but


    I¡¯m not dead!¡±


    He sounded impatient and a little under the weather. Even after his deration of independence, he


    coughed.


    Deirdre swore her heart stopped beating. Her feet had turned to lead¨Cor maybe they had sprouted


    roots. Her body refused to move.


    Brendan stepped out of the elevator and suddenly stopped in his tracks as though sensing something


    in his vicinity.


    He stared in the direction where Deirdre was.


    His assistant was quick to notice his change and asked, ¡°What¡¯s wrong, Mr. Brighthall?¡±


    The crowd around the esctor was big enough. People from all walks of life swarmed in and out, all in


    droves. Brendan frowned, unsure why he suddenly felt a steep pang of breathless anxiety. It was as


    though something was right within his grasp moments ago, only for it to escape through the space


    between his fingers.


    He suddenly felt feckless. Feeble.


    ¡°Nothing,¡± Brendan replied, turning his attention away. ¡°Where¡¯s Lena?¡±

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    ¡°Miss McKinney is-¡±


    The assistant hardly got one more word in before the shrill sound of high heels stabbing the floor


    reverberated throughout the hall. Its fitful beat was indicative of the wearer¡¯s frazzled concern.


    ¡°Brendaaaan!¡± Charlene called out frantically, her fingers gripping her handbag. ¡°Why aren¡¯t you lying


    on your bed right now?! Did you listen to what the doctor said? You¡¯re in no shape to walk around,


    darling! You must get on with the operation and take a long break!¡±


    Not a hint of warmth surfaced in Brendan¡¯s frigid visage. His icy tone hardly thawed.¡±


    Make me stay inside any longer, and I¡¯ll be no different from a corpse.¡±


    ¡°But you should at least tell me before you leave! And look at your buttons. They are mismatched,


    darling. I can¡¯t let you suffer even the weakest winter breeze!¡±


    She tossed her bag to the assistant andtched her manicured fingers around his buttons, ensuring


    they were all done properly. Only after Brendan¡¯s coat hugged tightly around his chest with nary a


    break in¨Cbetween did the young woman break out a smile.


    ¡°Now that I think about it, we haven¡¯t been going out since you got hurt, right? Well, now that you¡¯re in


    the mood to walk, I¡¯m in the mood for a date. You¡¯reing with me to that restaurant I told you about.


    I wanna try that couple set they kept touting!¡±


    Deirdre crouched in her chosen corner, her face matted with cold beads of sweat. A sense read


    pressed against her lungs so hard she almost passed out from suffocation.


    Only after she heard their voices fading into the distance did the weight disappear.


    The colors on her face, though, did not seem to return so soon.


    From their conversation, Brendan and Charlene¡¯s rtionship seemed to have stabilized. She was sure


    these two would have picked their wedding date if the man was not hurt.


    Well, good. Once they settled down, Deirdre¡¯s importance would diminish like a snowke in summer.


    Then, after a while, Brendan would not even give a d*mn if she turned out to still be alive. He would not


    even bat an eye, either.


    She let out a sigh, yet her hands clenched into fists. Pain filled her eyes.She realized she could not


    help but feel bitter.


    But then again¨Cit was exactly as Tobey had said. These people were the untouchable elites. They had


    power, status, and unbeatable social backing. Deirdre could not possibly hope to avenge her life!


    She was hapless against these titans.


    ¡°Uh, Miss McKinnon? Why are you hiding here?¡±


    Den had juste out of the elevator, but he immediately caught the young woman, face pale,


    crouching behind a potted nt. Frowning, he pressed on. ¡°You okay?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m fine.¡± She forced herself to look better. ¡°There was a big crowd just now, and I felt kinda suffocated.


    So I, uh, waited here until it passed.¡±


    ¡°Okay.¡± Den pped the dust off her dress. ¡°Come on. Did you have your dinner?¡±


    Deirdre nodded and got into the elevator.


    They entered the ward. ¡°Kyran¡¯s having a full¨Cbody medical examination as we speak, so it¡¯s gonna be


    some time before he gets back. I¡¯m gonna head to the hotel and take a break,¡± said Den. ¡°Sorry to


    put you on the night shift. Once his operation is over, I¡¯ll send you back.¡±


    ¡°Excuse me? O¨COperation?¡±


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    Brendan needed an operation too.


    Deirdre could not stop her mind from making the connection. Kyran needed it, and Brendan needed it,


    and¡­


    No. She had decided to stop making baseless ims about Kyran just a few hours ago!


    She should not walk back on her decision so soon!


    Perplexed, she looked up to Den. ¡°I thought he was here because he¡¯s got a high fever. Why would


    he need an operation?¡±


    Den raised his eyebrow. ¡°Huh, did I forget to tell you? His fever triggered something more. Miss


    McKinnon, Kyran has always been a sickly child. A heart condition, you know the drill. He needs to get


    that fixed, or he can¡¯t even climb out of his bed by himself.¡±


    ¡°That sounds terrible!¡± Deirdre grimaced. ¡°He seemed so healthy. I didn¡¯t suspect¡­ I didn¡¯t think his


    heart was¡­¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t be hard on yourself. That guy¡¯s just too stubborn to let it show. His health hasn¡¯t been the best


    recently, but he should be okay after the operation.¡± Den cleaned up the couch and beckoned.


    ¡°Here, take a seat. Tell him I¡¯m heading to the hotel for a nap. Ciao.¡±


    ¡°Right.¡±


    He closed the door, and Deirdre waited patiently.


    The window was not shut right, and the nipping winter air leaked into the room through its crack.


    Deirdre found herself squeezing more and more into herself until, suddenly, the door burst open.

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    Chapter 356 Not of The Same World


    Kyran was panting. Obviously, he had been rushing over.


    Deirdre woke up, raised her head, and said, ¡°Have you finished the examination?¡±


    Kyran paced forward and hugged her vigorously into his embrace.


    The clothes on his body were cold. As Deirdre smelled his faint aura, she inexplicably felt calmed down


    and said jokingly, ¡°Why did your full body checkup take so long? Did youe here only after sleeping


    there?¡±


    Kyran released her and took out his smartphone.


    ¡°I¡¯m sorry to keep you waiting for so long. There was a temporary problem with the equipment, so I


    waited for a while. Den told me that you are in the ward, but I couldn¡¯te over immediately.¡±


    ¡°Now worries.¡± Deirdre cast aforting smile. She didn¡¯t care about it at all.


    However, Kyran clenched her hand tightly. He frowned when he felt her cold fingertips, and he took off


    his coat and put it on her without much thought.


    Deirdre was shocked. She quickly refused and pushed the coat away. ¡°No, thank you.Thest time you


    did it, you fell so sick that you will have to undergo surgery now.Therefore, if you catch a cold again this


    time, I won¡¯t be able to forgive myself again.¡±


    Kyran didn¡¯t resist, but he typed to say, ¡°Because I¡¯ve rushed all the way here, I¡¯m feeling hot. But you


    have been sitting sedentary on the sofa. If you catch a cold, Den will have a headache. So, put it


    on.¡±


    Following that, he threw his phone on the bed, covered Deirdre¡¯s body, and went to close the windows


    tightly.


    The clothes were really very warm. Deirdre lowered her eyes, recalled something, and got up from the


    sofa again. ¡°By the way, have you eaten? Are you hungry? I got the waiter in the restaurant to pack


    some pastries for you.¡±


    Kyran picked up the bag from the sofa. The package was crooked, and all the cream was squeezed


    out.


    Although Deirdre couldn¡¯t see, she could still react.


    Because when she was hiding from Brendan, she was terrified and tried her best to squeeze into the


    crowd.


    ¡°Are they crooked? If they are, just forget about them-¡±


    Kyran tore the package apart, picked it out, and took a bite. It was too sweet to his liking, but he didn¡¯t


    even frown a bit.


    Following that, he picked up his phone. ¡°It tastes good.¡±


    Deirdre smiled. Before she could sit, the mobile phone in her pocket rang out. She picked it up and


    heard Tobey¡¯s voice.


    ¡°It¡¯s me, Deirdre.¡±


    Deirdre didn¡¯t hear any movement noise from Kyran. Therefore, while covering the phone microphone,


    she said, ¡°You may eat first while I¡¯ll go out to answer a call.¡±


    She went out, closed the door, and walked out along the wall.


    ¡°Tobey, I had something to do just now, but it¡¯s all right now. You called sote. Did you find


    something?¡±


    ¡°Deirdre, did you give me the right name?¡± reaffirmed Tobey.


    Deirdre stopped in her tracks. ¡°W¨CWhat do you mean?¡±


    ¡°There hasn¡¯t been anyone called Kyran Reed around Den King from the start to the end.¡±


    ¡°How¡¯s it possible?¡± Deirdre gasped and reaffirmed with her face went white, ¡°Are you sure that you got


    it right? Or perhaps, did you use the wrong method¡­¡±


    ¡°My reporter friend has Den¡¯s ssmate¡¯s contact information. That person said that Den has


    always liked to be alone and has no friends. The only few contacts he had were all taken away by his


    elder brother. If Kyran Reed was able to avoid Den¡¯s elder brother¡¯s sight to stay with Den, what


    kind of identity would he have?¡±


    Tobey¡¯s rebuttal left Deirdre speechless for a while. ¡°What if Kyran¡¯s identity was not very prominent?


    No one would notice, or he was secretly¡­¡±


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    Chapter 357 There Was No One Called Kyran Reed


    ¡°They don¡¯t make friends just because you give me extra candy, I smile at you, and they are friends.


    Since they were born, they will only make friends for the sake of connections, to go higher and farther.


    ¡°If Kyran Reed was a person with no identity, how could he mingle with Den? As for you saying that


    Kyran Reed wouldn¡¯t be noticed, don¡¯t you think that it¡¯s ridiculous?


    People who can mingle with the youngest son of the King family are either rich or noble.


    As long as the two are together, it is impossible for others not to pay attention. Are you sure you aren¡¯t


    being deceived?¡±


    Following that, Tobey gave another shocking piece of information that there wasn¡¯t any wealthy family


    called Reed in Eastgene.


    In an instant, Deirdre¡¯s mind went nk. Everything became pale and white.


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    What was Kyran¡¯s identity, and who was he? Den said that Kyran and he had been friends since


    childhood, but Tobey¡¯s investigation showed that Kyran did not exist. It was as if Kyran had appeared


    out of thin air.


    Deirdre was bewildered and puzzled.


    To find out further, she bit her lip tightly.


    ¡°If they lied, what¡¯s the point of them doing it?¡±


    Tobey sighed. ¡°I don¡¯t understand either. You don¡¯t have anything they need on you. Why would they


    create a false identity to lie to you? Could there be a misunderstanding?¡±


    ¡°Tobey, thank you for your help. You may take a rest first, and I¡¯ll handle the rest.¡±


    ¡°Okay. Don¡¯t work too hard. No matter what, mom and I will be here for you,¡± said Tobey in a soft tone.


    Deirdre smiled, but she was very much bothered.


    After ending the call, Deirdre returned to the room, feeling despondent.


    Naturally, Kyran could tell that. He stared at Deirdre¡¯s face with aplicated expression, and he typed


    to ask, ¡°What¡¯s wrong? Every time you answer Tobey¡¯s call, you are always unhappy. Did he say


    anything bad to you?¡±


    ¡°No.¡± Deirdre took a deep breath, groped for a chair to sit down, and looked up in Kyran¡¯s direction.


    ¡°I just chatted with him about the past and feel a bit sentimental. So don¡¯t worry about it.¡±


    Kyran hesitated as he typed, ¡°A¨CAre you on good terms with him?¡±


    ¡°Yes.¡± Deirdre nodded. ¡°We used to be neighbors. Moreover, my mother and Madame Russell were


    very good friends and often stayed together. Although we lost contactter, we¡¯re still very close.¡±


    ¡°Do you like him then?¡±


    Deirdre was startled by the question.


    Kyran typed, ¡°I¡¯m sorry that this question might be a bit presumptuous. But you always address him


    Tobey and call me Mr. Reed. It seems that you¡¯re trying to keep a distance from me, which makes me


    feel like you hate me and like him.¡±


    ¡°I don¡¯t hate you.¡± Deirdre tried to figure out afortable way to exin and replied in a low voice,


    ¡°Mr. is just an honorific title.¡±


    ¡°What if I don¡¯t need this honorific title?¡± Kyran said, ¡°Since you regard me as a friend, there isn¡¯t such


    politeness and alienation between friends. How about you try to call me Kye or Kyran while I call you


    Deirdre?¡±


    Deirdre was startled. She felt that such an address was too intimate¨Cit only made the tip of her tongue


    tingle. After a long while, she could only call out, ¡°Kyran.¡±


    Kyran was satisfied.


    ¡°Deirdre.¡±


    The name came from his phone with a cold mechanical voice. But for an unknown reason, Deirdre felt


    it sounded illusioned, with hints of tact, as if he wanted to call the name out of his mouth.


    Deirdre blushed. She somewhat managed to say, ¡°Don¡¯t you still need surgery? Do take a rest to take


    care of yourself. I¡¯ll be here.¡±

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    Chapter 358 Because I Like You


    ¡°Aren¡¯t you tired?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯ve taken a long rest, so I¡¯m good.¡±


    Kyran wanted to say something but stopped and only replied with the word ¡°Okay¡°.


    Following that, he went to lie down on the bed.


    Deirdre switched off the lights. It was alreadyte at night, and the room was very quiet.


    Deirdre waited until Kyran fell asleep from the sound of his breathing, which became calm, before she


    got up from the sofa. She walked to the bed. Even though the room was pitch ck, it was no different


    to her. She could even discern Kyran¡¯s position by listening to his breathing.


    Taking a deep breath to cheer herself up, Deirdre stretched out her hand, and her fingertips slowly


    landed on the man¡¯s eyebrows.


    She groped bit by bit downwards, from his forehead to his high, straight nose. Deirdre opened her


    eyes. When her hand was about to reach his lips, a hand suddenly grabbed her wrist. In the dark, she


    felt the man¡¯s eyes were wide open and locked on her face.


    It was a vigorous hand grab, but when Kyran realized it was Deirdre, he rxed his grip and wrote with


    his finger on her palm.


    ¡°What are you doing?¡±


    Deirdre adjusted her breath, but she eventually couldn¡¯t bear it anymore and asked, ¡± Kyran, who are


    you actually?¡±


    She had too many questions.


    Kyran¡¯s breathing rate changed instantly. After a while, he pulled out his phone and asked, ¡°Deirdre,


    what do you mean?¡±


    Deirdre didn¡¯t want to be kept in the dark anymore, so she said calmly, ¡°Tobey is in Eastgene. I asked


    him to investigate you and found out that there is no one called Kyran Reed in Eastgene. So, who are


    you?¡±


    Kyran was silent. ¡°Do you want me to tell the truth?¡±


    ¡°Yes, please.¡± Deirdre felt chills run down her spine. ¡°I think it¡¯s better that I know the truth.¡±


    Kyran got out of bed and switched on the light. Looking at Deirdre retreating subconsciously with a


    defensive expression, he took a deep breath.


    ¡°I didn¡¯t lie to you. I¡¯m really called Kyran Reed. It¡¯s very normal that Tobey didn¡¯t find me in his


    investigation. As a son of the King family¡¯s driver, would you pay attention to him?¡±


    ¡°A¨CA son of a driver?¡±


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    Deirdre got into a daze.


    Kyran continued typing, ¡°My father used to be a driver of the King family, so I lived together with Den


    from a young age. Because I couldn¡¯t go out often due to my congenital heart disease, he woulde


    back to apany me every time, so I had very few friends. Afterward, my father left the King family to


    live in Germia, and I also went to start apany. Den has been supporting me with funds, and


    since then, we have be business partners.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s mind went nk for a moment, thinking it was no wonder Tobey couldn¡¯t find any information


    about Kyran.


    He was not only mute but also had congenital heart disease, which forced him to stay at home all day


    long, preventing anyone from contacting him. As for the reason there was no Reed family in the


    Eastgene, they had moved to Germia.


    Deirdre¡¯s heart tightened, and she muttered, ¡°T-Then, why are you so kind to me?¡±


    Kyran¡¯s ck eyes were filled withplexity as he replied, ¡°Because I like you.¡±

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    Chapter 359 Check On The Surveince.


    Boom!


    Deirdre seemed to be struck by lightning. She was so shocked that her soft lips couldn¡¯t even close


    together. ¡°What?¡±


    She thought she had misheard, but Kyran was extremely sure.


    ¡°I like you. The first time I saw you, I already liked you.¡±


    Kyran typed very quickly, and his eyes were flowing with endless affection. ¡°Actually, if I hadn¡¯t fallen


    sick, you would have known it the day before yesterday. I asked you out to confess to you and formally


    pursue you.¡±


    ¡°How could it be?¡± Deirdre¡¯s mind waspletely numb.


    Kyran liked her? How could it be? How was it possible!?


    ¡°Why can¡¯t it be?¡± Kyran rebutted calmly. ¡°The first time I saw you, I already got the feeling that it¡¯s you.


    It must be you. I¡¯ve never had this feeling all these years. I think it¡¯s called falling in love at first sight.¡±


    Deirdre gasped and couldn¡¯t believe that Kyran had fallen in love with her at first sight.


    That was simply too ridiculous.


    ¡°With such an appearance of mine, you can obviously have a better candidate.¡±


    ¡°If you fall in love at first sight just because of the look, that¡¯s tarnishing the word.¡± Kyran pursed his lips


    into a line and said earnestly, ¡°I just felt that we are the same kind of people from the first sight. When I


    first met you in the church, I just paid attention to you. You don¡¯t care about how other people see you,


    and you have your own shining points. Those little details have attracted my attention to you. I can¡¯t


    help it. You have attracted my eyes to lock on to you.


    ¡°Deirdre, if I being mute, and you being blind is destined by God, then God has also destined that I will


    be your eyes and you will be my voice. We are, perhaps, a perfect match.¡±


    ¡°We are, perhaps, a perfect match.¡± Although the icy¨Ccold mechanical voice read those words out, it


    was scorching hot and scalding for some reason. It was so hot that Deirdre became confused and at a


    loss for words.


    ¡°Kyran, don¡¯t be silly,¡± said Deirdre after a while. Kyran didn¡¯t type to reply, but he took a step forward.


    Before Deirdre could react, Kyran had already leaned toward her, and his hot thin lips fell on her face.


    She felt part of her skin was unbearably hot on those ugly scars.


    ¡°So, do you still think I¡¯m joking?¡± Kyran was extremely serious. ¡°Miss McKinnon, I won¡¯t do any good


    by lying to you.¡±


    Deirdre couldn¡¯t regain herposure. Thus, Kyran tactfully took a step back and stopped pressuring


    her.


    ¡°I¡¯m telling you, just to let you know what¡¯s on my mind. I don¡¯t mean to ask for your consent. You can


    still treat me as a friend. Deirdre, you just need to know that I will never hurt you.¡±


    When Deirdre came out of the ward, her footsteps remained slow. Someone came up to her. ¡°Are you


    Miss McKinnon? Mr. Reed has called me to send you back to the hotel.¡±


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    ¡°Thank you very much.¡±


    ¡°You¡¯re wee.¡± That man smiled and led Deirdre the way.


    Meanwhile, Charlene walked into the hospital. Because the pendant on her bag was very valuable, she


    requested the nurse to check on the surveince.


    ¡°Just check the one at the hall. There were so many people there, and I was squeezed. Someone must


    have taken that opportunity to pull the pendant off my bag.¡±


    The staff manipted the monitor, zoomed in on the screen, and sped it up.


    Charlene stared at the screen closely. She suddenly saw something and demanded, ¡± Stop!¡±


    The staff stopped the video immediately. Charlene pointed to a crowd and ordered, ¡± Zoom in.¡±


    The staff did as per requested. In the image with rtively low quality, a woman was seen in the crowd.


    She had simple, tied hair, striking knife marks on her face, and empty eyes. She was hiding in the


    crowd with her face full of panic.


    In an instant, Charlene was surprised. ¡°Deirdre McKinnon!?¡±

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    Chapter 360 He Didn¡¯t Have A Sweet Tooth


    Charlene couldn¡¯t believe that Deirdre could be seen here.


    Why was she here? And for whom? The answer was almost imminent.


    Charlene was furious and cursed her inwardly, calling her a b*tch.


    She had already feigned death and escaped, yet she was still lingering around. It seemed that she


    regretted it again. As such, she returned, trying to rekindle Brendan¡¯s longing for her.


    Upon thinking her rtionship with Brendan had finally settled down, a vicious look shed across


    Charlene¡¯s beautiful eyes.


    She would never allow Deirdre to appear in front of Brendan again, even for a second.


    Deirdrey on the bed again but couldn¡¯t fall asleep. She had been tossing and turning with the one


    and only doubt, which was why Kyran would fall for her.


    She was obviously nothing. If it was just because she was blind and he was also a person with a


    disability, it would be too casual to showpassion.


    A person like Kyran should have seen a lot of blind people.


    In short, she couldn¡¯t ept this sudden profession. Just like the case of Tobey, she no longer had the


    courage to like someone.


    Just Brendan alone had hurt her too deeply.


    She forcibly closed her eyes. When she fell asleep, she had a nightmare. She dreamed of meeting


    Brendan in the hospital. Brendan ignored her resistance and sent someone to tie her up and take her


    back to Neve.


    When she woke up, she woke up in a cold sweat. Brendan¡¯spulsion and icy¨Ccold look lingered in


    her mind for a long time and could not be shaken off.


    When she managed to regain herposure, she heard the ringing doorbell. Deirdre opened the door


    and heard Den, who asked with a smile, ¡°Did I disturb you, Miss McKinnon?¡±


    ¡°No, it just so happened that you came to ring the doorbell as soon as I woke up.¡±


    ¡°That¡¯s good. Shall we go take our breakfast together? Then, we can go to the hospital.


    Somehow, Kye¡¯s been sending me several text messages consecutively today, asking about your


    condition. Did you guys have a fight?¡±


    Of course, they hadn¡¯t had a fight, but it was more embarrassing than being in a fight.


    Deirdre couldn¡¯t exin, so she smiled. ¡°Why should we? Kyran must have been too bored and wanted


    ourpanion as soon as possible.¡±


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    ¡°Kyran?¡± Den smiled ambiguously. ¡°It¡¯s just a night, and you¡¯ve changed how you address him.


    Hmm, it seems that something indeed happened yesterday.¡±


    Deirdre was embarrassed but unable to argue. She could only lower her head.


    Denughed loudly. ¡°I¡¯m just kidding, don¡¯t worry. Let¡¯s go. I¡¯ll take you to the downstairs restaurant


    for something to eat.¡±


    This time Deirdre had a rtively good appetite and ate a lot. As she recalled that Kyran had eaten all


    the pastries yesterday, she requested that the waiter pack a portion.


    ¡°What¡¯s the matter? Do you like to eat the pastries here? If so, I¡¯ll ask them to deliver one to your room


    daily.¡±


    ¡°No.¡± Deirdre replied, ¡°It¡¯s for Kyran. He likes it.¡±


    ¡°He likes it?¡± Den sounded slightly surprised. ¡°He told you that, or did you guess it yourself?¡±


    Deirdre heard that there was something in his words and asked tentatively, ¡°What¡¯s wrong with it?¡±


    ¡°Kyran can¡¯t eat sweets. He hates sweets the most, and he¡¯d feel ufortable by their smell.¡±


    As soon as Deirdre heard that, she was stunned. She put the fork on the te, wanted to ask why


    Kyran had eaten them all yesterday but closed her mouth in the next second.


    Because there was no other answer¨CKyran had eaten them because of her.


    In order to appreciate her efforts, Kyran had eaten them, even if it was something he hated.


    This left Deirdre at a loss. She couldn¡¯t believe that Kyran really liked her up to this level when they


    obviously had only known each other for less than half a month.

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    Chapter 361 Canceled The Engagement


    Den didn¡¯t take it seriously. ¡°He ate those nasty things for your sake. It seems that he likes you very


    much.¡±


    Deirdre used to be able to take this sentence as a joke, but now she only felt embarrassed.


    It took her a long time toe back to her senses. She changed the subject and asked, ¡°Mr. King, you


    and Kyran have been together since childhood, haven¡¯t you?¡±


    ¡°Huh? Yes and no, I¡¯d say.¡± Recalling the past, Den replied, ¡°Because he went to Germia for a while,


    we were separated. We managed to reconnect onlyter. What¡¯s wrong?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m curious if he barely contacted any woman. Otherwise¡­¡±


    Otherwise, why would he be interested in her?


    Den smiled. ¡°No, you are wrong. He not only has many women around him, but he also has many


    suitors. After all, girls these days like cool guys. Because Kyran doesn¡¯t speak, he just fits in this


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    personality. Plus, he has a delicate mind. Remember his ex-girlfriend-¡±


    Den stopped abruptly as he seemed to realize that he had talked about the wrong topic and


    changed to another. ¡°In short, he is not interested in you because he is lonely. He really likes you, so he


    pays attention.¡±


    Deirdre caught the main point. ¡°Kyran has an ex-girlfriend?¡±


    ¡°Yes, but it was a long time ago.¡±


    Deirdre asked, ¡°How did she look?¡±


    Den looked troubled. After a moment, he smiled and said, ¡°Miss McKinnon, do you have to ask me


    this question? If you are curious, you can talk with Kyran personally. After all, I am not interested in


    bringing up my friend¡¯s weakness again.¡±


    Weakness?


    Kyran¡¯s ex-girlfriend was his weakness?


    As Deirdre pondered, she suddenly realized that there were many stories in it.


    After the meal, Deirdre and Den went to the hospital.


    On the way, Deirdre stopped upon thinking of the scene when she ran into Brendan yesterday.


    ¡°Mr. King, can you lend me some money to buy a hat and a face mask?¡±


    ¡°What¡¯s wrong?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m cold. That¡¯s why I want to buy a hat to keep warm,¡¯ Deirdre said while forcing a smile.


    ¡°You¡¯ll just rely on a hat and mask to keep yourself warm?¡± Den raised his voice. Whileughing, he


    stared at Deirdre¡¯s face. ¡°Are you trying to avoid Brendan Brighthall?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s heart skipped a beat, and her face turned pale.


    Denforted her. ¡°Don¡¯t worry. I don¡¯t mean anything else. It¡¯s just that you are in contact with


    Kyran.


    I had to investigate your background and your past, so I could feel at ease.¡±


    Deirdre clenched her hands tightly. ¡°So, you¡¯ve known about it?¡±


    ¡°Do you mean you are Mr. Brighthall¡¯s wife or¡­¡±


    ¡°Not his wife!¡± Deirdre took a deep breath and stood with downcast eyes, trying to restrain herself and


    regain herposure. ¡°He¡¯s about to get married. In the eyes of others, I¡¯m dead, not even his ex-


    wife.¡±


    ¡°Really? My investigation shows otherwise.¡± Den¡¯s words had a hidden meaning.


    Deirdre raised her head. Although she couldn¡¯t see Den¡¯s face, her heart skipped a beat. ¡°W-What


    do you mean?¡±


    ¡°Mr. Brighthall has canceled the engagement.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s eyes were widely opened. ¡°How could it be?¡±


    ¡°Although the media was not notified, outsiders only saw that Mr. Brighthall was seriously ill and


    postponed the engagement. But, in fact, he canceled the engagement on the spot. Miss McKinnon,


    how much do you think it has to do with you?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s mind went nk. ¡°I don¡¯t know¡­¡±


    ¡°Then, Miss McKinnon, do you still like Brendan Brighthall?¡±


    This question made Deirdre¡¯s soft lips tremble. She suddenly bit her lower lip. ¡°How is it possible¡­¡±


    There was a trace of sullenness and unwillingness in her eyes.

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    Chapter 362 Disassociate With Him


    Did she still like Brendan Brighthall?


    Deirdre only hated that she was blind, hence unable to seek revenge against Brendan.


    Den didn¡¯t do anything and remained silent until Deirdre managed to regain herposure. Then he


    smiled and said, ¡°That¡¯s good. I don¡¯t want Kyran to be with a woman who likes someone else. Since


    you have nothing to do with Mr. Brighthall, you should have a new start with Kyran.¡±


    When Den mentioned Kyran again, Deirdre¡¯s expression changed. ¡°I have nothing to do with Kyran.¡±


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    ¡°Whether you have or not, you should know better than I do.¡± Den paused for a moment before


    continuing. ¡°I also know that you have concerns about Kyran¡¯s identity. I can understand that after the


    incident with Mr. Brighthall. It¡¯s normal for you to be on guard. But I think you should also feel that


    Kyran and Mr. Brighthall are twopletely different people.


    ¡°Kyran will never hurt you. If this doesn¡¯t make you lower your guard, how can he prove it? He can¡¯t


    take his heart out for you, can he?¡±


    Den said half-jokingly. Then, he turned around to buy a mask and hat for Deirdre.


    Deirdre was rooted on the spot. Her mind was in a mess, and Den¡¯s words were ying over and


    over again.


    Den said she should be able to feel that Kyran and Brendan were two different people.


    Yes, even she was wondering about this point.


    Brendan was cold-blooded by nature, domineering, and professional. He always focused on himself


    and never cared about hurting others. Kyran, on the other hand, was a very gentle gentleman. He was


    considerate and would rather get sick than let her suffer the slightest cold.


    With such apletely opposite personality, why did she always have the illusion that Kyran was.


    Brendan and suspected Kyran¡¯s identity?


    Was she dazed? Did she mess up everything when she saw Brendan in the same hospital?


    Deirdre had a headache. She closed her eyes and opened them again. Den had returned and


    handed over the things he had bought.


    ¡°Just put them on.¡±


    ¡°Thank you.¡± Deirdre put on the hat and mask, making sure that her eyes would not be exposed.


    Fortunately, as soon as she entered the hospital and walked all the way to the 11th floor, the scene


    from yesterday did not repeat itself.


    Den knew what she was nervous about and exined, ¡°Because Mr. Brighthall went out yesterday,


    he¡¯s suffering from wound dehiscence. Hence, he can only lie on the bed and can¡¯t go anywhere. Don¡¯t


    worry about meeting him. With a row of bodyguards outside his room, it¡¯s difficult for you to get in.¡±


    Deirdre lowered her head. For an unknown reason, Den added, ¡°I think his condition is very serious.


    Even the most authoritative academicians in the hospital have been transferred here.¡±


    She clenched her fists, hesitated repeatedly, and whispered, ¡°Mr. King, thank you for telling me the


    news. But I don¡¯t want to hear about him anymore, not even a little bit.¡±


    Den paused, raised his eyebrows, and said, ¡°I thought you would be happy, and I think this is good


    news.¡±


    Deirdre shook her head. She was not happy and felt stuffier. All she wanted was to disassociate with


    Brendan. The cleaner, the better.


    ¡°Okay, since you don¡¯t like it so much, I won¡¯t say it next time.¡±


    Deirdre nodded. Den went on leading her to Kyran¡¯s ward.


    Kyran was still drinking porridge. When he saw Den, he immediately shifted his gaze behind him,


    settling down only when he saw Deirdre.


    ¡°Alright, I¡¯ve brought the person to you. I¡¯ll go to the doctor while you guys take your time,¡± teased


    Den.


    Kyran nodded. Den left immediately after that. Kyran typed on his phone to invite Deirdre to sit


    down. When Deirdre sat on the sofa, gratification could be seen in his eyes.


    ¡°I thought you wouldn¡¯te anymore.¡±


    ¡°How could I?¡± Deirdre cleared up her messy thoughts and cheered herself up. ¡°You¡¯re still sick.¡±

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    Chapter 363 Who Told You That?


    Kryan didn¡¯t seem to like the answer. He was silent for a moment before asking, ¡°Is it just because I¡¯m


    sick? If I didn¡¯t get hurt because of you, wouldn¡¯t you want to see me at all?¡±


    Before Deirdre could answer, Kryan typed in silence, and his face turned sickly white. ¡°Deirdre, you


    should go back. I¡¯ll ask Den to arrange a car for you. By this time, the road to Alnwick should have


    been unblocked. You can go back and stay with Madame Russell at ease. You don¡¯t have toe to


    the hospital to apany me.¡±


    ¡°I don¡¯t want to,¡± Deirdre blurted at a pace that even surprised her.


    Kyran was stunned. Deirdre clenched her fists and said, ¡°It will be very boring for you to be alone in the


    ward because of the long recovery time. I can chat and talk with you.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s okay.¡± Kyran typed, ¡°I¡¯m often alone, and I¡¯m used to it.¡±


    When Deirdre heard the phrase ¡°often alone¡¯, she couldn¡¯t help but be reminded of herself. The time


    she had spent in prison, in Brendan¡¯s mansion, and even in the car during the escape, she was always


    alone.


    She enjoyed solitude and was also afraid of solitude. In fact, she was even more terrified of those who


    cared, as they might disappear at any time.


    She began wondering whether Kyran had the same feeling, whether that was the reason he had said


    they were of the same kind when he professed his affection toward her.


    ¡°Let¡¯s talk about it only after your operation is over. I can¡¯t feel at ease even if I go back now. After all,


    you¡¯re sick because of me. Besides, you need someone to take care of you now.¡±


    Kyran stared at Deirdre. When he saw her haste and stubbornness, his eyes gradually softened.


    ¡°Deirdre, you are too kind. It¡¯s easy to be manipted by others.¡±


    Deirdre smiled in response. ¡°In that case, will you manipte me?¡±


    Kyran looked deeply at Deirdre. ¡°I will.¡±


    Deirdre was momentarily stunned because the answer was out of her expectations. She felt puzzled.


    Following that, she heard the mechanical sound of the phone.


    ¡°I¡¯ll manipte you all the time. For example, when I¡¯m sick because of my own problem, I¡¯ll manipte


    your kindness to make you think that I¡¯m hospitalized because of you so that I can tie you by my side.¡±


    It turned out that was what Kyran meant, and Deirdre¡¯s uneasiness was resolved. Then, she heard


    Kyranugh at himself. ¡°Am I bad?¡±


    How could Kyran think he was bad?


    Deirdre shook her head as she disagreed. ¡°If you were to put it this way, I¡¯m even worse. I knew I was a


    burden, but I went to the snow with you. Moreover, I epted your coat and let you suffer in the cold


    wind for half an hour.¡±


    Kyranughed. ¡°Okay, we are not bad.¡±


    Deirdre paused. Even though she couldn¡¯t hear Kyran¡¯s voice, she could still feel himughing, which


    made her calrn down inexplicably, and raised the corners of her lips unconsciously.


    Deirdre recalled something. ¡°Oh, Kyran, what did your ex-girlfriend look like?¡± Deirdre remembered.


    As soon as Deirdre asked, she felt Kyran¡¯s sudden seriousness. She paused and asked, ¡°Did I say


    something wrong?¡±


    Deirdre was anxious because she felt that she was both familiar and unfamiliar with Kyran.


    ¡°No,¡± replied Kyran only after quite a long time. The cold machine made his tone sound even more


    indifferent when he asked, ¡°Who told you that I once had a girlfriend?¡±


    Deirdre bit her lip, feeling a little uneasy.


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    Kyran answered on his own, ¡°Den?¡±


    Deirdre replied cautiously, ¡°Mr. King didn¡¯t take the initiative to say it. He just mentioned it casually. It


    was me who tried to ask him further, but he didn¡¯t tell me anything.¡±


    ¡°You don¡¯t have to be so uneasy. I didn¡¯t mean to be angry with you.¡± Kyran exined, ¡°I just don¡¯t like


    to mention her.¡±

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    Chapter 364 Kyran Was Still Angry


    Kyran didn¡¯t have to say it because Deirdre could feel it herself.


    That woman was obviously very important to Kyran, so important that she could always affect his


    mood. This was the first time Deirdre noticed such a great change in Kyran¡¯s emotions as if he had


    changed into a different person.


    When Deirdre decided not to mention it anymore, Kyran actually asked, ¡°Are you curious?¡±


    ¡°No.¡± Deirdre denied.


    In the beginning, she was just looking for topics to chat about and figure out why Kyran would be


    interested in her. However, Kyran¡¯s reaction made her realize that her behavior crossed the line.


    Kyran moved forward, intending to get closer to her. But he stopped after taking a few steps. And


    finally, he stood with downcast eyes.


    ¡°I¡¯m sorry.


    ¡°Did I scare you? I¡¯m sorry, I just don¡¯t like to bring up the person in the past again.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s okay.¡± Deidre put a smile on her face. ¡°It¡¯s normal not to let others talk about the most important


    person. Yet, I crossed the line. If someone were to apologize, it should be me.¡±


    Kyran frowned at Deirdre¡¯s words. He typed and deleted those words, and he finally typed after a


    while,¡± You are not the others.¡±


    Deirdre chuckled. ¡°Yes, I understand that! You don¡¯t have to take it to heart Everyone has secrets they


    don¡¯t want to reveal and a bottom line they don¡¯t like others to cross. It¡¯s just like me. I also have things


    that I don¡¯t want others to know. You don¡¯t need to exin to me, and as long as I know your bottom


    line, I will never make a second mistake.¡±


    She hurriedly got up from the sofa. ¡°Are you hungry? I¡¯ll go to the nurse and ask when today¡¯s food will


    be delivered. I¡¯ll be right back.¡±


    As Deirdre pushed open the door of the ward to go out, she didn¡¯t appear to be as rxed as she was.


    She put her hand on her confused heart, and for some reason, she felt rather ufortable.


    Perhaps it was Kyran¡¯s sudden indifferent attitude, or perhaps it was the woman Den had called


    Kyran¡¯s weakness.


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    Since that woman was so important to Kyran, what happened between them?


    And what was she?


    Deirdre was shocked when this idea popped up. After all, she was not with Kyran, so why should she


    care about her status in Kyran¡¯s heart?


    ¡®Calm down, Deirdre. You should live a peaceful life. For a person like Kyran, trying once is enough.¡±


    Patting her face, Deirdre went to ask the nurse about Kyran¡¯s food..


    Upon returning to the room, Den was already sitting on the sofa and chatting with Kyran about the


    operation.


    ¡°You must do the surgery within these few days. Otherwise, you¡¯ll put your health in peril.¡±


    Halfway through the chat, Den noticed Deirdre standing at the door. ¡°Miss McKinnon? Why are you


    standing at the door? Aren¡¯t you tired? Come and sit down.¡±


    Deirdre smiled when she heard Den. As she paced into the room, Kyran¡¯s eyes were glued to


    Deirdre, refusing to move away no matter what.


    While Den was repeatedly observing, he felt something was wrong. Hey back on the sofa and


    pondered. ¡°After I left, did anything happen between you two?¡±


    Deirdre was stunned for a moment. Following that, she replied with a smile, ¡°What could have


    happened?¡±


    ¡°Then why is Kyran not looking good?¡±


    Deirdre lowered her eyes and exined, ¡°Maybe it¡¯s due to the operation? If it were me, my face


    wouldn¡¯t look very good before the operation.¡±


    ¡°It makes sense.¡± Den nodded and stopped dwelling on it but continued to talk to Kyran.


    They were talking about the operation arrangement and physical condition. Den pped his thigh


    when they were done and said, ¡°I¡¯m leaving. I¡¯ll go back and rest.¡±

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    Chapter 365 He Wouldn¡¯t Lie to Me


    Deirdre also got up immediately. ¡°Take me with you? I¡¯m a little hungry, and I want to go to the hotel.


    restaurant to have something to eat.¡±


    Den did not refuse, but a voice came from behind just as Deirdre walked to the door. ¡°Deirdre, can


    we have a talk?¡±


    Deirdre blinked, feeling somewhat ufortable. ¡°What would you like to talk about?¡±


    Kyran frowned. ¡°Talk about what you want to know.¡±


    ¡°I don¡¯t have anything that I want to know,¡± replied Deirdre. Feeling that her attitude was too cold, she


    said gently, ¡°Kyran, I¡¯m just going to get something to eat. I¡¯ll be back, okay? Then, we¡¯ll have plenty of


    time to talk.¡±


    This time, Kyran didn¡¯t type anything.


    Deirdre went out with Den. As if he was watching a show, Den said with an ambiguous smile, ¡°I


    knew it. Something happened to you two after I left.¡±


    ¡°Yes, something has indeed happened, but we were just chatting.¡± said Deirdre briefly. ¡°Let¡¯s go back.¡±


    When Deirdre returned to the room, a waiter came delivering food. Den had made good


    arrangements, and she didn¡¯t need to go to the restaurant.


    As she was nibbling her food, her mind went nk. By the time she returned to her senses, the phone


    had rung several times.


    She hastily answered the call and heard Tobey¡¯s voiceing from the other end. ¡°Are you busy? Why


    did you answer the call sote?¡±


    ¡°No, I put my phone quite far away, and I was eating at another table. So I couldn¡¯t answer the call as


    soon as it rang.¡±


    ¡°Well.¡± Tobey thought for a moment and suddenly shifted to another topic. ¡°Deirdre, have you verified


    that matter yet?¡±


    ¡°Which one?¡± Deirdre asked before she realized that Tobey was asking about the matter of Kryan¡¯s


    identity.


    ¡°Yes, I have.¡± She exined, ¡°Kyran¡¯s previous identity was the son of the driver of the King family.


    Because of congenital heart disease and being mute, he didn¡¯t go out often. Later, he went to live in


    Germia with his father for medical treatment. That¡¯s why you couldn¡¯t find any news about him here.¡±


    Tobey was silent for a long time before he threw another question. ¡°How credible do you think this


    information is?¡±


    Deirdre was stupefied. She didn¡¯t think about it.


    ¡°Deirdre, I have no way to verify this identity except to ask the King family¡¯s members. That is to say, if


    het wants to fabricate an identity, we have absolutely no way to verify it.¡± Tobey said seriously, ¡°I don¡¯t


    believe that Den would have such a friendly rtionship with the driver¡¯s son and even be his


    business partner. Do you know the status of people who can get along with Den?¡±


    Deirdre pondered with downcast eyes and said, ¡°Tobey, I think Kyran wouldn¡¯t lie to me.¡±


    Kyran had no reason to lie to her. It was just as Den had said-Kyran and Brendan were two people.


    Hence, it would be unfair to Kyran to reject him just because of an unlikely idea.


    ¡°What if he would?¡±


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    ¡°Probably it wouldn¡¯t exist.¡± Deirdre smiled. ¡°Tobey, if you put yourself in his shoes, would you try every


    means to deceive a blind person?¡±


    This assumption made Tobey hesitate. ¡°But I still feel that something is wrong with Kyran. Mom told


    me. about him, and he has no reason to be so nice to you.¡±


    Deirdre used to have the same thought until Kyran confessed his affection to her.


    Biting her lip, Deirdre wondered whether she should tell Tobey about it.


    Yet, Tobey pointed it out directly. ¡°Deirdre, does he like you?¡±

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    It was an awkward question. Deirdre lowered her head and said, ¡°Tobey, Kyran is a good person. I¡¯m


    going to trust him again. As long as he doesn¡¯t hurt me, I don¡¯t care who he really is.¡±


    Tobey was rendered speechless. After a short while, he sighed. ¡°Deirdre, I hope you won¡¯t regret this


    decision in the future.¡±


    Deirdre did not understand what Tobey was talking about. Why would she regret her decision in the


    future?


    Before Deirdre could make head or tail of Tobey¡¯s words, he had already hung up the call. She had no


    other choice but to think that her confusion came from her nervousness about refusing Tobey¡¯s good


    intentions.


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    She sat on the bed, allowing her thoughts to drift into the distance. She did not know how long it had


    passed, but a flurry of knocking sounds on the door snapped her back to reality. Her heart skipped a


    beat as she asked, ¡°Who is it?¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s me, Miss McKinnon!¡±


    ¡®Mr. King?¡¯


    He sounded like a cat on hot bricks, and Deirdre opened the door. ¡°What¡¯s wrong?¡±


    ¡°Something bad happened to Kyran! He¡¯s in the operating room! We need to get there now!¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s heart clutched, and her back stiffened. If she could see right now, she would be seeing


    nothing but darkness. She hastily reached out for the jacket on the table. As she put it on, she asked,


    ¡°What happened? He was fine before I left!¡±


    Den always wore a smile on his face when he was talking, but the smile was gone right. now. There


    was a serious expression on his face as he said, ¡°I have no idea either. But his condition suddenly


    worsened. The hospital just told me that he¡¯s in the middle of now. We need to get there to get more


    details.¡±


    They took a taxi to the hospital as it was faster than walking there. Kyran was still in the emergency


    room when they arrived at the hospital.


    After Den settled Deirdre down, he went to ask the doctor about Kyran¡¯s condition. Deirdre stood in


    front of the emergency room, her head a muddled mess of confusion.


    Kyran was fine before she left. She did not understand how his condition would suddenly worsen to the


    point that he needed to get surgery.


    For a moment, she felt a chill slowly spread from her fingertips to her whole body.


    When Den returned, Deirdre was still standing as stiff as a ramrod in the corridor.


    He went up to her andforted her. ¡°Don¡¯t worry. I¡¯ve asked the doctor about his


    condition. He¡¯s not in good shape right now, but fortunately, this hospital is well-equipped, so he¡¯ll be


    fine after the surgery.


    ¡°But why is it so sudden?¡± Deirdre covered her head with her hand and squatted down. ¡°He looks just


    like a perfectly healthy person.


    Den¡¯s face was filled with worry as well. ¡°Maybe he has been lying to us the whole time.


    He took a deep breath and wanted to light a cigarette. However, he was at the hospital now, so he had


    no choice but to forgo the attempt. His face was dark as he said, ¡°He was lucky that a nurse noticed his


    condition today. Otherwise, I really wouldn¡¯t dare to think what would happen. He clearly had a chance


    to get himself treated sometime earlier. If he had done that, his condition wouldn¡¯t have worsened, but


    he had to


    Den paused abruptly. It was only now that Deirdre returned to her senses and raised her head. ¡°He


    had to what?¡±


    ¡°He had to give it up.¡±


    ¡®Give up? Did he give up on the right time and chance topletely heal himself of his illness?¡¯


    Deirdre found it difficult to believe. ¡°But why?¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s because of his ex-girlfriend,¡± said Den, his voiceced with anger.


    ¡®His ex-girlfriend?¡¯


    Deirdre blinked. This was already the second time she heard about Kyran¡¯s ex-girlfriend. Kyran was


    clearly displeased during the first time, and now she was the reason that his condition worsened.


    ¡°His ex-girlfriend must be very important to him, right?¡± she asked.


    ¡°Yeah.¡±


    ¡°What happened between them that caused them to go separate ways?¡±


    ¡°I have no idea.¡± Den ced his hand on his forehead. ¡°Kyran just said that it¡¯s all his fault. But


    you¡¯ve known Kyran for so long. So, you should know that considering hist personality, he¡¯ll take all the


    me even though he isn¡¯t the one who did the wrong thing.¡±

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    Chapter 367 Why Did He Approach Me if He Has Someone He Loves?


    Deirdre did not say anything in return. Suddenly, Den remembered something and chided himself for


    saying so many things that he shouldn¡¯t be saying.


    Perhaps he had been holding these things inside of him for too long and was desperately looking for a


    window to spill them out.


    ¡°Don¡¯t worry, Miss McKinnon. The things between Kyran and her are already in the past.¡± Den said,


    ¡°Since he has chosen you, it means he has already moved on.¡±


    Deirdre smiled. If he really had moved on, he wouldn¡¯t have reacted so violently when she mentioned


    that woman, and Den wouldn¡¯t be so hesitant to answer her questions as if he was hiding a secret.


    Honestly, she did not really care about it. After all, she was very clear that there was no way she would


    be together with Kyran.


    It was just that there was something she did not understand. Why did Kyran approach her if he still


    loved that woman deeply?


    Before she could get an answer to her question, someone came out from the emergency room.


    Den hastily walked up to them. The doctor said a lot of things, and Deirdre just listened at the back.


    Apparently, Kyran still had to undergo another surgery. He couldn¡¯t walk around freely to prevent his


    wound from tearing open again.


    Kyran was still sleeping while the nurse pushed him to the ward since the anesthesia hadn¡¯t worn off


    yet. Den had to go to get the hospitalization procedure done, so Deirdre. was left alone, sitting by


    the bed.


    She did not dare to touch him as she did not know where his wound was. She just carefully helped him


    to tuck in his quilt. When she identally touched his hand, he unconsciously grabbed her hand.


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    ¡°Kyran¡­¡± Deirdre wanted to remove her hand, but Kyran was holding her tightly. She had to exert


    some strength if she wanted to get her hand out, so she had no other choice but to let him hold her


    hand.


    When Den returned and saw them holding hands, he chuckled and said, ¡°Well, it seems like he


    really likes you a lot. Even though he¡¯s unconscious, he¡¯s still holding your hand so tightly.¡±


    Deirdre was embarrassed and said, ¡°Kyran caught my hand and refuses to let me go¡­


    ¡°Miss McKinnon, are you tired?¡±


    Deirdre shook her head. ¡°I¡¯ve slept for a long time, so I don¡¯t think I¡¯ll sleep when I get back.¡±


    ¡°Awesome. Then I have a favor to ask of you,¡± said Den. ¡°There¡¯s something I have to


    settle, and I might only be able toe back in the morning. Can you stay here and keep Kyran


    company if you¡¯re not tired?


    ¡°I¡¯m worried that if we leave him alone here, he might have trouble getting water or


    anything when he wakes upter. After all, he can¡¯t move around freely because he just had his


    surgery.¡±


    ¡°Sure,¡± said Deirdre. ¡°I¡¯ll stay here and watch over him.¡±


    ¡°Thank you very much, Miss McKinnon.¡±


    After he finished speaking, Den left in a hurry.


    The ward fell silent. The warmth spreading from his fingertips seeped into her. Later, she felt cold and


    ced her hand on the side of the bed as she closed her eyes.


    Before she could fall into a deep slumber, the hand that was holding her suddenly twitched.


    She jerked her head up and said, ¡°Kyran? Kyran? Can you hear me?¡±


    Kyran held her hand so tightly that it hurt her. His face was pale, and he slowly released her hand as he


    opened his eyes.


    When Kyran regained consciousness, he turned his head around as if looking for something. Deirdre


    hastily ced her hand on his arm.


    ¡°You just had your surgery, so you need to stay put. If not, your wound might tear open. again. Just tell


    me what you are looking for.¡±


    Kyran calmed himself down and grabbed her hand. He was weak since he had only woken up, so he


    weakly wrote the word ¡°phone¡± on her palm.


    Deirdre was stunned. She thought he was thirsty or hungry or that his wound hurt. She did not expect


    that the first thing he would be looking for after waking up was his phone.


    ¡°Wait for a moment. I think your phone is around here. Let me look for it.¡±


    She turned over to the table beside the bed. After she ran her hand over the table carefully. for a while,


    she found Kyran¡¯s phone and handed it to him.

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    ¡°Don¡¯t go, Deirdre.¡±


    This was the first sentence Kyran typed after getting his phone.


    Deirdre was dumbfounded for a moment. She did not know why he would say something like that.


    ¡°Go? I¡¯ve always been here. I won¡¯t leave your side.¡±


    Kyran gazed deeply at Deirdre¡¯s face, his eyes filled with despair. ¡°I had a dream. In that dream, you


    chose to leave my side. You didn¡¯t return to Alnwick but went to a ce that I could not reach. I couldn¡¯t


    find you no matter how hard I tried to, and I had to live in remorse for the rest of my life.¡±


    He stretched out his hand and held Deirdre¡¯s finger. His palm was warm as always, but his hand


    trembled slightly.


    Apparently, he was scared.


    He was scared of Deirdre leaving him.


    Deirdre blinked nkly and said, ¡°Kyran, it was just a dream. Besides, you didn¡¯t do anything to me, so


    why would I go to a ce where you cannot find me?¡±


    Kyran¡¯s chest was heaving up and down vigorously as he tightened his grip. It took him a long while


    before he finally calmed himself down and typed, ¡°I¡¯m just worried that I might disappoint you.¡±


    ¡°Why would you think like that?¡± Deirdre chuckled. Ever since she got to know him, he had never


    disappointed her before. ¡°You¡¯re overthinking. I¡¯ve always felt proud to have you as a friend.¡±


    As soon as Deirdre finished speaking, Kyran¡¯s blood ran cold, and the light in his eyes dimmed down.


    ¡°Just¡­


    Deirdre could sense his disappointment even though he was talking through a mechanical voice.


    Kyran then typed again, ¡°Do you hate me, Deirdre? Since I said I like you and am going to make you


    my girlfriend, I should tell you everything about me from my past. I should let you know what kind of


    person I am, but instead of doing that, I didn¡¯t tell you anything. Did that break your heart?¡±


    Deirdre snapped herself back to reality and replied, ¡°Of course not!¡±


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    After that, she continued. ¡°Kyran, I remember I told you before that everyone has their own. secrets. I


    have my own secrets too. I can totally understand if you don¡¯t want to tell me


    something about yourself. You don¡¯t have to feel guilty about it at all.¡±


    ¡°But it¡¯s about my ex-girlfriend. Since I¡¯m courting you, I should tell you everything about her from A to


    Z so you won¡¯t feel ufortable.¡±


    When Deirdre wanted to say something, Kyran added and mocked himself, ¡°Or you don¡¯t care about it


    since you don¡¯t have any feelings for me. You just want to get rid of me as soon as possible.¡±


    Deirdre was stunned.


    ¡®Do I want to get rid of him?¡±


    Honestly, she had never thought of that. She just thought they were from two different worlds, so there


    was no way they would be together.


    ¡°Or the person you like is Tobey, so you don¡¯t want to give me a chance?¡±


    ¡°It has nothing to do with Tobey,¡± Deirdre replied, biting her lips. ¡°I don¡¯t intend to get rid of you either.¡±


    ¡°Then you must be mad at me,¡± he said with confidence. ¡°You must be mad at me because I didn¡¯t


    answer your question back then.


    ¡°Deirdre, honestly, I thought for a long while after you left. I¡¯ve been regretting that I didn¡¯t talk clearly to


    you back then. But at the same time, I¡¯m afraid of letting you know what kind of a person I am.¡±


    ¡®He¡¯s worried about letting me know what kind of person he is?¡¯


    Deirdre¡¯s heart skipped a beat.


    ¡®What kind of person is Kyran? Isn¡¯t that obvious?¡±


    He was a kind-hearted, gentle person who would go to great lengths to help her and wouldn¡¯t ask for


    anything in return. She did not understand why he made himself sound like someone who had done


    something unforgivable.


    Kyran fell silent for a while before saying, ¡°She¡¯s a blind person like you too.¡±


    Deirdre froze when she heard what Kyran said. She jerked her head up and looked at him in.


    Apparently, he was talking about his ex-girlfriend, but she found it hard to believe that shel was a blind


    person like her as well.

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    Her head went nk, and understanding soon dawned upon her.


    Only now did she see the light as to why Kyran would be attracted to her, why he knew how to take


    care of her, and how he knew in advance that she would sprain her ankle when walking down the


    stairs.


    She had assumed he was acquainted with a blind person before, so it was because his ex- girlfriend


    was a blind person like her.


    ¡°I see¡­¡± Deirdre smiled. She did not know why, but she felt a pang, as if someone was hitting her heart


    with a hammer.


    ¡®So, does this mean that he confessed to me because of his ex-girlfriend? Is he using me as a


    recement for his ex-girlfriend?¡¯


    If there was one thing in this world that Deirdre hated the most, that would be bing someone


    else¡¯s recement. She already had it enough when Brendan treated her like a recement for the girl


    he truly loved. She did not want to be a recement for Kyran again this time.


    ¡°So you must love her very much, right? Then why did you two break up?¡±


    Kyran looked at Deirdre and said, ¡°Because I did something wrong.¡±


    ¡°You did something wrong?¡±


    ¡°Yeah.¡± Kyran took a deep breath and continued. ¡°I know she treated me like I was her whole world, so


    I took advantage of her devotion. I disregarded her feelings and returned homete every night. We


    spent more of our time apart than together.


    ¡°She¡¯s a blind person. She sacrificed her own freedom for me. She didn¡¯t have any friends, so she


    didn¡¯t have anyone to talk to when she was facing trouble and couldn¡¯t reach me when she needed me


    the most as I was working outside at that time.¡±


    Deirdre suddenly felt as if someone was choking her. She was a blind person as well, so she was able


    to empathize with her..


    She understood what it felt like to stay alone in a spacious living room when her world was dark.


    Deirdre was restless, anxious, and helpless and just wanted to get out of there.


    ¡°It isn¡¯t a very good feeling, honestly.¡±


    ¡°Yeah.¡± Kyran let out a mocking smile. ¡°So she escaped.¡±


    ¡°Escaped?¡± Deirdre lifted her head up in a daze. Her eyes, which were as clear as deer¡¯s eyes, were


    filled with confusion and surprise. ¡°Why did you use the word escape?¡±


    Kyran fell into silence. It took him a long while before he finally mustered up his courage. and


    continued. ¡°Because I¡¯m a j*rk. I locked her in the house when she wanted to leave because I was


    afraid of losing her. I thought I could make her change her mind like this, but she waspletely


    disappointed in me and tried to run away.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s chest was heaving up and down heavily as her breathing became ragged. For a moment, she


    felt as if Brendan, her nightmare, was beside her once again.


    He had done everything he could to keep her by his side. He had destroyed her freedom and


    exhausted her patience.


    ¡°Dierdre, are you disappointed with me after listening to the story?¡± asked Kyran. He stretched out his


    arm, slowly and carefully trying to reach out for Deirdre¡¯s face as he was afraid of startling her.


    Deirdre lifted her eyelids and snapped herself back to reality. She chased away the dark. thoughts and


    said with a frown. ¡°This isn¡¯t right. You ignored her when she had no one but you, and you forced her to


    stay by your side when she had enough disappointment. How could you do that to her?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s voice was stern. ¡°You¡¯re not the Kyran I know anymore.¡±


    ¡®You¡¯re like-


    Deirdre hastily ended the thought as soon as it appeared in her head. No matter what Kyran did, she


    mustn¡¯tpare him with Brendan.


    After all, Brendan was a total psychopath.


    ¡°Yeah, there was only one thing on my mind, to get her back to my side. As long as we


    could return to how we used to be, I could treat her better with all my heart. I became so desperate that


    I didn¡¯t expect how horrible my actions were. So when she left me, I only med myself.¡±


    Deirdre couldn¡¯t bring herself to scold him upon seeing that Kyran had realized his own mistake.


    At the very least, he knew that he had done something wrong.


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    ¡°Then what happened next? Did you go find her?¡±


    ¡°Yes, I did.¡±


    Deirdre was momentarily stunned before saying, ¡°Then you should go after her and ask for her


    forgiveness. You should let her know your feelings, and if she really refuses to forgive you, then maybe


    it¡¯s time for you to move forward.¡±

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    ¡°She probably doesn¡¯t want to see me,¡± typed Kyran. ¡°This is because there¡¯s someone. who¡¯s willing


    to sacrifice his job to stay with her. I¡¯ve seen their photos. She¡¯s living at happy life now. If this is what


    she wants, I should leave her alone. As for me, I just need to always remind myself of my past


    mistakes so that I won¡¯t repeat them while loving the people I want to protect.¡±


    There was a noticeable pause when he reached the part where he wanted to protect the people he


    loved. It was as if he was talking about Deirdre, causing the tips of Deirdre¡¯s ears to turn red with


    embarrassment.


    Kyran then continued. ¡°She taught me how to respect others and what was important to me. Perhaps


    this is the will of God. He wants me to appear in my best form before the person I like.¡±


    ¡®Appear in his best form, huh? To be honest, Kyran is indeed the finest man I have ever met.


    Deirdre lowered her head. Kyran did not continue the conversation and asked, ¡°Can I have a cup of


    water?¡±


    ¡°Huh? Sure.¡±


    Deirdre snapped herself out of her thoughts and rose to her feet. She clearly remembered where the


    water cup was, so she poured half a cup and handed it to him. ¡°Here.¡±


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    However, Kyran did not take it. Instead, he held her hand and said, ¡°Deirdre, I understand that you


    think I¡¯m courting you and treating you so nicely because I¡¯m taking you as her recement. I admit


    that I was attracted to you at the church because you¡¯re blind, but your personality and gentleness are


    what draw me to you.


    ¡°The things between her and me are already in the past. It happened long ago, and I think I¡¯m ready to


    start a new rtionship. I don¡¯t think of you as her. I really like you.¡±


    It seemed that he had prepared his speech a long time ago. He just needed to pull it out from his draft,


    as there was no pause between his words.


    Even though Deirdre couldn¡¯t see with her eyes, she could sense the expectant and fiery emotions in


    his eyes.


    His palm that was holding her finger was warm. For a moment, she had the feeling that her hand was


    going to get burned.


    A pang of nervousness clutched at her chest, and she was tongue-tied.


    She was not opposed to Kyran¡¯s courtship. It was just that¡­


    ¡°Kyran, since you¡¯re being honest with me, I need to tell you something as well.¡± She took at deep


    breath to calm herself down and said, ¡°I had a very terrible and toxic rtionship in


    the past. It made me¡­ unable to start a new rtionship. I can¡¯t fall in love with other people now. It


    mayst for five years, ten years, or even a lifetime.¡±


    There was no way she could forget the pain that Brendan had inflicted on her.


    She had liked him since she was young and loved him with all her heart when she grew up. He had


    trampled and crushed her heart on the ground as if it was something insignificant to him, and she had


    sacrificed too much because of this rtionship.


    Her mother, her eyes, her face¡­


    She had lost too much.


    Deirdre did not have the courage to persuade herself to trust and love another person. She needed


    time to heal her wounds, and Brendan would be her nightmare for the rest of her life.


    ¡°You¡¯re shanking.¡±


    Kyran held her hand, and only then did Deirdre realize she was shaking.


    She forced a smile and said, ¡°So, you shouldn¡¯t fall in love with me. I¡¯m not the right person for you. I


    don¡¯t want to waste your time or disappoint you, so I think we¡¯re better off just being friends.¡±


    Kyran looked at her deeply and released his grip.


    ¡°Dierdre, do you think I¡¯m joking when I say I like you? I like you and only you alone. I won¡¯t go to look


    for another woman. I can wait until you¡¯re ready to be in a new rtionship, but I¡¯ll be very sad if you¡¯re


    just trying to push me away.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m sorry¡­¡± Deirdre bit her lips. ¡°I just don¡¯t want to keep you hanging and make you wait. for me.¡±

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    ¡°I told you I can and am willing to wait for you. You¡¯re not wasting my time. You have your own freedom


    to do what you want, and I have mine. If there is one day I can¡¯t keep waiting for you anymore, I¡¯ll give


    up on my own. At the very least, I enjoy being friends with you. now, and I¡¯m willing to wait for you to


    ept me.¡±


    Deirdre did not know what to say at all. She couldn¡¯t bring herself to reject Kyran seeing how sincere he


    was.


    She was flustered as she said, ¡°Kyran, I don¡¯t want to do something that you might regret in the future.¡±


    ¡°If I give up on you right now, that¡¯ll be the decision I¡¯ll regret the most,¡± said Kyran, his voice firm and


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    Deirdre set her jaw tightly.


    At the same time, the nurse came in and told Deirdre that the patient needed to rest. ¡°You should go


    back first. Den told me that he¡¯ll be here soon. You should go back and take a rest. You cane to


    visit meter.¡±


    Even though Deirdre was worried about Kyran, she did as she was told and left the ward.


    She remembered the way she came, so it was not difficult for her to go back alone. However, she did


    not know why, but she had a feeling that someone was following her today.


    She noticed that someone was following her because there was no way a normal person would keep


    the same walking speed as a blind person. Whenever she picked up the pace, the person behind her


    would follow suit as well. However, the person was smart and kept a distance away from her.


    Since she could not see them, she picked up her speed and threw herself into the talking crowd in front


    of her.


    ¡°I¡¯m sorry¡­¡±


    The group of university students was startled when a disfigured woman appeared out of nowhere in


    front of them. But they soon realized that she held no ill intention and that she was a blind person.


    ¡°Hi, do you need help?¡±


    Deirdre clenched her fists. She knew that people might not be happy with her actions, but rather than


    displeasing a group of people, she was more afraid of getting into trouble.


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    ¡°Umm¡­ I¡¯m blind, and I¡¯m not from around here. Can you guide me to the Peaceful Aegis Hotel?¡±


    The group of students was discussing where they were going next. Since they had nowhere to go, they


    decided to help Deirdre and bring her to the Peaceful Aegis Hotel.


    ¡°Sure, miss. Let¡¯s check the location first, and then we¡¯ll bring you there.¡±


    ¡°Thank you.¡±


    After that, they brought Deirdre to the hotel. It was only when Deirdre stepped into the hotel that she


    heaved out a sigh of relief. However, her face was still ashen pale.


    ¡°Am I imagining things?¡±


    She arrived there not long ago, so there was no way she could have made any enemies. Could it be


    that someone wanted to rob her because she was blind?


    She finally felt at ease after returning to her room and closing the door.


    Suddenly, her phone rang and startled her. She pulled her phone out and answered it. ¡°Hello


    Her voice was shaking, so Den frowned. ¡°What¡¯s wrong, Miss McKinnon? Did something happen?¡±


    Deirdre lowered her head. She did not know if she should tell Den that someone was following her


    or not. She asked, ¡°Have you already finished your stuff, Mr. King?¡±


    ¡°Yeah. I¡¯m at the hospital now. Kyran is worried about you, so he asked me to call you to see if you¡¯ve


    reached the hotel or not.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m inside my room now¡­¡±


    ¡°Really? But why do you sound like you¡¯re in trouble?¡± Den exchanged a nce with Kyran and


    continued. ¡°Are you sure you¡¯re alright?¡±


    Deirdre bit her lips. ¡°Actually¡­¡±


    She took a deep breath and said in a low voice, ¡°I don¡¯t know if I¡¯m imagining things or not, but I felt


    that someone was following me when I was on my way back¡­¡±

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    Chapter 372 Mr. Brighthall Is Looking For You


    ¡°What?¡± Den¡¯s face sank. He nced at Kyran and went out of the ward. ¡°What makes you think


    that, Miss McKinnon?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m not sure as well. My gut feeling told me that someone was watching me. I could hear footsteps


    behind me too. Whenever I stopped, they stopped too. I have very good hearing, so I¡¯m pretty sure


    about it.¡±


    After listening to Deirdre¡¯s words, Den frowned and said, ¡°Miss McKinnon, you shoulde with me


    next time. I¡¯ll get an empty bed in Kyran¡¯s ward today. You can rest on the bed if I can¡¯te back in


    time. Then, I¡¯ll send you home.¡±


    ¡°Okay.¡±


    After they ended their call, Deirdre went to close the curtain to prevent anyone from looking into her


    room from another building. She did not need any light since she was blind anyway.


    She sat on the bed for a while. Suddenly, someone knocked on her door.


    Deirdre did not make any sound or move. The person knocked on the door for a while, and she asked,


    ¡°Miss McKinnon, are you there?¡±


    It was the voice of the hotel attendant, and Deirdre heaved out a sigh of relief.


    She walked over to the door and opened it up a little. ¡°Yes?¡±


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    With a big smile on her face, the attendant said, ¡°Mr. King informed us that you don¡¯t have to go to the


    restaurant to have your meal. We¡¯ll deliver the meal to you every day.¡±


    Only now did she realize that Den had instructed them to deliver the meal to her. She rxed and


    opened up the door.


    ¡°Come in then.¡±


    After the attendant delivered the meal, she said, ¡°Miss McKinnon, other than Mr. King, do you have any


    other friends here?¡±


    Deirdre shook her head. ¡°Nope. What¡¯s the matter?¡±


    ¡°Well, after you returned to your room, a man named Mr. Brighthall came to the receptionist and asked


    about your room number.¡±


    ¡°nk!¡±


    The utensil in Deirdre¡¯s hand fell to the floor, and her face turned ashen pale. Her eyes were widely


    opened and filled with disbelief. ¡°What did you say!?¡±


    The attendant was startled by Deirdre, and she repeated, ¡°A man named Mr. Brighthall came to ask


    about the number of your room.¡±


    After that, she smiled and continued. ¡°But don¡¯t worry, Miss Mckinnon, before getting your approval, we


    won¡¯t simply tell a stranger your room number. We already sent that man. away.¡±


    However, Deirdre still couldn¡¯t calm herself down after listening to the attendant¡¯s exnation. Her


    brain was nk, and her chest was heaving up and down heavily.


    ¡®Brighthall¡­ A guy named Brighthall came over here and asked about my room number? I don¡¯t know


    anyone here, and the only guy I know with the surname Brighthall is¡­¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s entire body was shaking, and she grabbed at the attendant. ¡°Can¡­ Can you tell me what he


    looked like?¡±


    The attendant was shocked and took two steps back. She was scared by Deirdre and said, Miss


    Mckinnon, please calm down.¡±


    Deirdre couldn¡¯t calm down right now. From the moment she heard the name, all sorts of emotions


    overwhelmed her. Fear, panic, uneasiness¡­ They devoured her entire body and enveloped her whole.


    Her lips were shaking as she shouted, ¡°Hurry! Tell me what he looks like!¡±


    The attendant almost cried. ¡°I don¡¯t know! Miss Mckinnon, the man only talked to the receptionist, and it


    was the receptionist who told me about it. I¡¯ve never seen that man before, so I don¡¯t know what he


    looks like at all!¡±


    ¡°Get me the receptionist! Please, I beg you!¡±


    Deirdre hugged her head and squatted on the floor. When she thought that the person who had been


    following her might be Brendan, she felt as if her heart was about to explode.


    She did not know what Brendan was going to do. Was he making sure she was Deirdre, or was he


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    The news dropped on Deirdre like a bombshell. She couldn¡¯t stop shaking until a calm voice appeared


    in her head.


    ¡®Calm down, Deirdre.¡±


    Den had told her before that Brendan was seriously ill. He couldn¡¯t get out of bed, so there was a


    chance that it was not him.


    She covered her face with her hand, and only then did she realize she had been crying.


    ¡°Miss McKinnon?¡± The attendant called out to her, her voice shaking. ¡°The receptionist is here.¡±


    Deirdre took a deep breath and asked, ¡°Do you still remember the man who asked about. my room


    number?¡±


    The receptionist nodded, and then she realized that Deirdre was blind, so she opened her mouth and


    replied, ¡°Yeah.¡±


    Deirdre forced down her fear and asked again, ¡°What does he look like?¡±


    ¡°Well¡­ He¡¯s tall and slim. When he came, he was wearing a hoodie and a hat, so I couldn¡¯t see his


    face clearly. But I think he¡¯s quite a handsome guy,¡± said the receptionist, trying her best to recall the


    situation and describe the looks of the man.


    Deirdre fell silent for a moment. It was true that Brendan was tall and slim, but as far as she knew, he


    did not have any hoodies.


    He only had a variety of suits in his closet. Perhaps it was because he was one of the Brighthalls, so he


    did not have many casual clothes as he had to keep his image at all times.


    Deirdre frowned slightly.


    ¡°Oh yeah!¡± The receptionist remembered something. ¡°There is a scar on the right side of his chin. I


    guess he got the scar a few years ago. I remember it very clearly because that was the only thing I saw


    when he looked up.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s knees went weak, and she fell to the floor.


    It was not Brendan.


    Brendan did not have a scar on his chin. He would never allow any kind of wound to appear on his


    face, so that man was not Brendan.


    ¡°Miss McKinnon!¡± The attendant hurriedly went forward to pick Deirdre up from the floor and helped her


    walk over to the couch.


    Even though Deirdre was certain that the man was not Brendan, her face was still dark.


    ¡°If it isn¡¯t Brendan, then why did the man tell the receptionist that his surname was Brighthall? Did he


    want to make me think that it¡¯s Brendan who¡¯s looking for me?¡¯


    If that were the case, then the man not only knew her, but he also knew her rtionship with Brendan.


    That¡¯s why he would say that his surname was Brighthall. He was giving her a hint.


    She had a list in her mind of who would have done something like this if she were in Neve, but the


    problem was that she was not in Neve right now. Apparently, the person wasing straight for her.


    Her blood ran cold when the realization struck her, and her breathing became ragged.


    ¡°Miss McKinnon?¡± The attendant called out to her worriedly.


    Deirdre snapped herself back to reality and curled up in a fetal position. She forced her fear down and


    said, ¡°I¡¯m sorry. I remembered something that happened in the past, so lost my temper a bit. I¡¯m fine


    right now. You guys can go now.¡±


    ¡°Okay,¡± said the attendant. ¡°Miss McKinnon, if you need our assistance, you can call us through the


    phone beside the bed. Just press one, and we¡¯ll answer it once it¡¯s connected.¡±


    ¡°Thank you. I will,¡± Deirdre said in a low voice.


    The attendant closed the door, and the room fell silent. Deirdre felt suffocated in the room alone.


    She did not dare to sleep or move around. She just sat frozen stiff on the couch until her phone rang.


    She moved toward her bed and grabbed her phone. After she answered the call, she said, Yes?¡±


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    There was no sound other than the measured breathing from the other side of the line. Deirdre was


    stunned for a moment, and then a very poor sound quality phone tone wafted over.


    ¡°Deirdre, it¡¯s me.¡±


    It was Kyran.


    Deirdre did not know why, but she felt like a gush of warmth flooded through her entire being when she


    heard Kyran¡¯s voice.

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    Deirdre¡¯s eyes turned red around the rims. She sniffled, and it took her a while to say, ¡°How did you get


    two phones?¡±


    ¡°I borrowed it from someone else,¡± Kyran replied slowly. ¡°Are you all right?¡±


    ¡°What?¡±


    ¡°You were followed by someone on your way to the hotel earlier, right? Den has told me. about it.


    You¡¯re not terrified, right?¡±


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    Deirdre still couldn¡¯te around to her senses from everything that had happened.


    Knowing someone lurking in the dark knew her very well and would harm her was not a nice feeling.


    She did not want Kyran to worry too much about her, so she took a deep breath and said, I¡¯m fine.¡±


    ¡°Really?¡± Kyran replied after a short moment of silence, ¡°I¡¯m sorry.¡±


    ¡°Huh? Why are you apologizing to me?¡± asked Deirdre. She did not know why Kyran would suddenly


    apologize to her.


    ¡°I should have asked Den to wait for you,¡± said Kyran. ¡°If I hadn¡¯t let you go so soon, you wouldn¡¯t


    have been followed by someone. I¡¯m very sorry about that.¡±


    ¡°This isn¡¯t your fault. This isn¡¯t the first time I came back to the hotel alone,¡± replied Deirdre. ¡°Besides,


    you asked me toe back because you wanted me to get some rest earlier. You¡¯ve done nothing


    wrong.¡±


    ¡°But I should¡¯ve anticipated something like that. You must have been scared when your realized that


    someone was following you, right? I wish I was there with you when that happened.¡±


    If Kyran could speak, his voice must beden with guilt and remorse.


    Deirdre¡¯s nerves loosened up a little. ¡°Please don¡¯t say that. No one, including myself, would have


    expected something like that to happen. By the way, I don¡¯t think this is a bad thing. At the very least, I


    know someone is after me right now. As such, I¡¯ll be more alert and won¡¯t go to other ces alone.¡±


    Kyran typed on his phone, ¡°You¡¯re still as positive as always. But you don¡¯t have to shoulder everything


    yourself. It¡¯ll be good to depend on others sometimes.¡±


    Deirdre lowered her head. ¡°I¡¯ve already gotten used to it.¡±


    She had to force herself to stop crying while being bullied in prison. This was because they would beat


    her up even more and wouldn¡¯t stop until they ensured she couldn¡¯t utter a single sound anymore.


    Therefore, she had already gotten used to keeping everything to herself.


    ¡°I¡¯ll try my best to change. I¡¯ll try to believe there¡¯s someone in this world I can depend on,¡± said


    Deirdre, biting her lower lips to prevent herself from crying.


    ¡°Mr. Reed, it¡¯s gettingte. You should rest now.¡±


    A voice came over from the phone.


    Deirdre hastily cleared her voice and said, ¡°It¡¯s time for you to sleep, right? I¡¯m sorry for making you


    worry about me. It¡¯s already sote, yet you still have to call me. You should go. to bed now.¡±


    Kyran paused for a moment before replying, ¡°I¡¯ll wait for you. Put your phone beside you. I¡¯ll keep you


    company for a while. I¡¯ll hang up the phone after you¡¯ve fallen asleep.¡±


    Deirdre wanted to say no to him. She was worried that she might disturb Kyran when she sleep-talked


    later, but there was a voice inside of her head telling her that she neededpany right now.


    Even though it was just a phone call, at the very least, she was not the only one in this room. She


    would not feel as nervous and restless.


    ¡°Don¡¯t worry. I¡¯m here,¡± Kyranforted her.


    Deirdre did not say anything anymore. Shey on the bed and put her phone next to her ear, Listening


    to his breathing, Dierdre felt that Kyran was physically there despite the fact he was not.


    She slowly calmed down, closed her eyes, and fell into slumber.


    She did not have any nightmares and slept through the night.


    When she woke up the next day, she touched her phone and realized that Kyran hadn¡¯t. hung up the


    call yet.


    While listening to his moderate breathing, her face burned red with embarrassment.

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    Chapter 375 I Can¡¯t Bring Myself to Leave You Alone


    Deirdre did not expect Kyran to hold the line for the entire night.


    ¡®I hope I didn¡¯t mumble anything stupidst night¡­¡¯ she said inwardly.


    ¡°Are you awake?¡± Kyran¡¯s voice wafted from the other end of the line.


    ¡°Yeah,¡± Deirdre replied embarrassingly. ¡°I thought you would hang up the call after I fell asleep. Why


    didn¡¯t you hang up then?¡±


    ¡°I couldn¡¯t bring myself to leave you alone,¡± Kyran replied honestly. ¡°You slept very soundly, and I felt


    you were very close to me. I was worried I might not have the chance anymore if I hung up the call.¡±


    Deirdre was rendered speechless. Her face turned red with embarrassment, and she was tongue-tied.


    At the same time, the doorbell rang.


    ¡°Are you awake, Miss McKinnon?¡±


    Deirdre collected her hair behind her ears and went to open the door. When Den saw Deirdre¡¯s face,


    he was stunned.


    ¡°Are you sick, Miss McKinnon?¡±


    ¡°Huh? No, I¡¯m not sick.¡± Deirdre blinked. ¡°Why would you ask like that, Mr. King?¡±


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    ¡°If you¡¯re not sick, why is your face so red?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s face turned even redder. She hadn¡¯t hung up the call yet, so Kyran would certainly hear what


    they said.


    ¡°I just stayed for too long in the nket¡­¡±


    ¡°Really?¡± Den shrugged as if he believed her. ¡°You shouldn¡¯t cover your head with your nket


    when sleeping. You might get suffocated.¡±


    Deirdre became even more embarrassed and hung up the call without saying anything to Kyran.


    ¡°Miss McKinnon, you should wash yourself up first. I¡¯ll wait for you outside,¡± said Den.


    ¡°Okay.¡±


    Deirdre closed the door. She washed herself up, changed into a set of new clothes, and went out of her


    room.


    ¡°I came backtest night, so I didn¡¯te to look for you as I assumed you were sleeping. The


    attendant told me that the person who followed you yesterday came here to look for you, right?¡±


    ¡°Yeah.¡± Deirdre¡¯s face turned pale a little when Den mentioned that person. ¡°He said that his name is


    Brighthall.¡±


    ¡°Brighthall? Are you talking about Brendan Brighthall?¡±


    ¡°Yeah.¡±


    ¡°This is impossible,¡± Den said with certainty. ¡°Brendan is so sick right now that people are watching


    over him around the clock. I heard that he can¡¯t get out of bed, so there¡¯s no way he¡¯s the one who


    followed you. He wouldn¡¯t have left his name behind even if it¡¯s really him.¡±


    ¡°I don¡¯t think it¡¯s him either,¡± Deirdre said as she lowered her head. ¡°ording to the receptionist, the


    man who asked about my room number has a scar on his chin. But as far as I know, there¡¯s no scar on


    Brendan¡¯s face.¡±


    ¡°This is strange¡­¡± Den said, his eyebrows tightly furrowed, ¡°Before I came to your room, I went to


    check the surveince camera. That man was wearing a hoodie and hid his face. under a cap. We


    can¡¯t see his face at all, but there¡¯s a high chance that he¡¯sing after you.¡±


    ¡°Yeah¡­¡± Deirdre had already prepared herself, so she was not scared right now. She frowned lightly


    and said, ¡°And it seems to me that he knows about the things between Brendan and me.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯ll go check the cameras in the surroundings. At the same time, I¡¯ll go through the people who came to


    Neve recently, but¡­¡± Den said sternly, ¡°Can you not tell Kyran anything about it first?¡±


    Deirdre was stunned for a moment, and she nodded.


    ¡°Thank you. He shouldn¡¯t get out of his bed yet, and I¡¯m sure that he won¡¯t stay still if he learns what


    has happened to you,¡± Den said helplessly. ¡°He¡¯s very weak right now, so I don¡¯t want him to risk


    himself.¡±


    ¡°I understand.¡±


    Both of them walked out of the hotel together. They did not talk to each other throughout the journey as


    they were troubled by yesterday¡¯s incident.

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    Chapter 376 She Was on the Phone With Me


    Den said to Kyran with a smirk after he opened the door and entered the room, ¡°How do you feel?¡±


    Kyran looked behind Den first and nodded after spotting Deirdre. Then, he said with his phone,


    ¡°Much better.¡±


    ¡°Great then. However, it would be best for you not to celebrate too soon. You¡¯ll still need surgery after


    this, and you will only be totally fine after the surgery ends.¡±


    ¡°I know.¡±


    Den called out to Deirdre. ¡°Take a seat first, Miss McKinnon. I¡¯ll get two sets of breakfast too. Oh,


    right. Would you like me to grab you some flu medicine along the way? I think that you might have


    caught a cold in view of your flushed face this morning.¡±


    He said to Kyran, ¡°Miss McKinnon¡¯s face and ears were flushed this morning when she got out.¡±


    Deirdre was at a loss for what to do. She lowered her head in embarrassment and said, ¡­I don¡¯t.¡±


    ¡°No


    ¡°What do you mean by you don¡¯t?¡± There was no telling if Den refused to let the matter be on


    purpose. ¡°Miss McKinnon, one should seek treatment when they are sick. Moreover, you¡¯re not a


    doctor, so how are you so sure that you¡¯re not sick?¡±


    ¡°She isn¡¯t sick, for real.¡±


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    All of a sudden, a voice was hearding from the bed. Kyran exined on her behalf with smiling


    eyes, ¡°She was still on the phone with me a moment before she opened the door for you this morning.¡±


    Deirdre wished that she could see so she could find some ce to hide.


    Den behaved as if he was enlightened. Then, he chuckled and said, ¡°Why didn¡¯t you say so earlier?


    I assumed you didn¡¯t want to trouble me when you made up such a poor lie.¡±


    Deirdre was even more convinced that Den must have seen her phone screen when she was on the


    call with Kyran.


    ¡®So it turns out that Den is not that kind. He sure is crafty.¡±


    Den chatted joyously before he left the room.


    Deidre could not refrain from exining, ¡°I blush very easily, and it is beyond my control. *Don¡¯t mind


    what others are saying, so¡­¡±


    ¡°I know,¡± It was as if Kyran was holding back hisughter because he was typing slower than usual.


    ¡°However, I would be even happier if you were to acknowledge that your blushing was because of what


    I said.¡±


    Deirdre lowered her head even more and refused to speak anymore.


    Meanwhile, the nurse entered the room, and her beautiful eyes looked straight at Kyran as she said


    sweetly, ¡°Mr. Reed, the head nurse sent me to examine your wound and also to serve the medicine.¡±


    Kyran nodded. The nurse pushed the cart and approached Kyran. Her beautiful eyes were fixed on


    Kyran, and she could not take her eyes off him.


    Apart from the man¡¯s elegant, graceful mannerisms, his face was so handsome that not. even a


    celebrity couldpare to it. She spent her days attending to cranky patients in the hospital all year


    long, so she was infatuated with Kyran¡¯s presence.


    For that, she had tidied up her outfit on purpose before stepping into the room so that Kyran would


    have a hard time taking his eyes off her once he saw her.


    Yet, Kyran only nced at her briefly before he looked away coldly and shifted his gaze to the sofa. His


    indifferent, dark eyes were tainted with gentleness for the first time.


    The nurse furrowed her eyebrows and noticed that there was actually a woman seated on the sofa.


    Even though the woman kept her head lowered, she was dressed neatly. However, the nurse could see


    the bumpy scars on the woman¡¯s face from the silhouette of her lowered face. There was no doubt that


    the woman was hideous.


    ¡®Why would Mr. Reed give this woman special treatment? It must be due to pity!¡±


    The woman forced a smile in contempt and disregarded Deirdre. She leaned over and said, ¡°Please


    hold up your arms, Mr. Reed. I would like to help you to remove your gown.¡±


    His injury was on his body, so she naturally needed to remove his gown.


    However, Deirdre could not help raising her head when she heard the nurse¡¯s tone.

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    The nurse reached for Kyran¡¯s gown before he nodded in consent. She touched him with her fingertips


    and curled her fingers to caress him flirtatiously. The scene of her exposed bosom and cleavage was


    wonderful with her body leaned forward.


    She refused to believe Kyran could withstand her unsolicited seduction without being tempted.


    ¡°Gah!¡±


    In the next moment, Kyran shoved away her hand, his expression icy cold.


    The nurse took a step back, and her expression was filled with astonishment.


    From the sofa, Deirdre immediately stood up anxiously and asked, ¡°What happened?¡±


    The nurse realized that it must be due to her being too spontaneous. Her expression rxed when she


    thought Kyran might not necessarily enjoy being so obviously courted, so she nced at Deirdre in


    contempt.


    Deirdre could not refrain from asking again when she did not receive a reply, ¡°Did something happen?¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s fine,¡± the nurse replied nonchntly.


    She then said to Kyran in a sincere tone, ¡°Mr. Reed, I¡¯m going to examine your wound no matter how


    hard you resist the process. This is to ensure that your wound will heal well. How will you get through


    the uing surgery if you are so resistant?¡±


    Upon saying that, the nurse stretched out her hand once again.


    However, Kyran clutched her wrist tightly, and his dark eyes were filled with coldness as he looked at


    the nurse.


    The nurse could not help shuddering in fear instantly. Before she had time to reflect on herself, Deirdre


    said anxiously, ¡°What¡¯s going on with you, Kyran? Be good and let the nurse examine your wound.


    What are we going to do if there¡¯s something wrong with your wound?¡±


    She spoke in an agitated tone, and the nurse noticed the change in Kyran¡¯s expression. Soon


    afterward, he loosened his grip and beckoned her to proceed.


    ¡®Just because of that ugly woman¡¯s words? His mannerism changed so drastically when he was so


    reluctant earlier?¡±


    The nurse¡¯s face turned pale. However, she did not dare to y tricks anymore in view of Kyran¡¯s


    terrifying gaze. She touched Kyran¡¯s body sneakily and stopped after she was done. examining Kyran¡¯s


    wound.


    ¡°We¡¯re done. Your wound is in an eptable condition. You should do just fine if you


    continue to rest and recuperate. You will only need to take your medicinepliantly. I¡¯ll be back to


    check again tomorrow.¡±


    She pushed the cart out of the room, unwilling to part with Kyran. After the door was shut, Deirdre


    could sense that there was something off about Kyran¡¯s mood.


    ¡°What¡¯s going on?¡± Deirdre asked in confusion. ¡°Do you not like the wound examination process,


    Kyran?¡±


    Kyran felt the urge to speak but could not make a sound. He could only pick up his phone. and type


    with a frown, ¡°Can you help me to remove my gown next time?¡±


    ¡°Me?¡± Deirdre felt herself blushing. She was at a loss for what to do at the thought of how she would


    have bodily contact with Kyran if she were to help him with removing his gown. Why are you seeking


    my help when I can¡¯t see? Isn¡¯t that nurse more qualified at doing that?¡±


    Kyran inquired closely, ¡°Do you want to know why?¡±


    Deirdre was stunned. She blinked innocently and felt a tinge of grievance in the words typed by Kyran.


    ¡°Yes.¡± She nodded without any hesitation.


    Kyran replied, ¡°Forget it. I¡¯m no one to you, so it¡¯s nothing to you even if someone has taken advantage


    of me.¡±


    Deirdre went from being confused to being surprised. ¡°Taken advantage of? That nurse¡­¡± ¡°If I say yes,


    are you going to think I¡¯m overthinking and overconfident in myself?¡±


    Deirdre recovered from her surprise and shook her head.


    In truth, she had a feeling that the nurse seemed to be displeased with her presence. She had never


    offended the nurse, nor had she done anything offensive, so it was possible that the nurse loathed her


    because of someone else.


    ¡°It would be normal if that happened to you.¡±


    ¡°Are you insinuating that I¡¯ve been flirting around?¡±


    ¡®Flirting around?¡¯ Deirdre could not help chuckling. ¡®No one talks about oneself like that.¡±

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    Chapter 378 Where¡¯s Brendan?


    ¡°So, will you do it? Even though I¡¯m not a neat freak, I¡¯m not fond of being touched by others. It will be


    fine even if you don¡¯t want to do it.¡±


    Deirdre replied hastily, ¡°I¡¯m afraid that I might hurt you identally.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s fine. I¡¯ll guide you.¡±


    Deirdre considered for a moment and replied, ¡°Sure.¡±


    Afterward, Den came and talked for a while. He said before he left, ¡°Pleasee


    outside and help me with something, Miss McKinnon.¡±


    It was apparent that he had something to tell Deirdre.


    Deirdre shut the door after her when she got outside while Den said in a solemn tone, Miss


    McKinnon, it¡¯s possible that you¡¯ve been targeted for real.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s expression changed drastically. ¡°What happened?¡±


    ¡°I looked into the surveince camera at the intersection yesterday and discovered that you were being


    followed. I don¡¯t know the person¡¯s purpose, but it¡¯s apparent that the person came prepared. The


    surveince footage showed that he walked into a walkway and vanished at night. I didn¡¯t manage to


    get any information on that person either.¡±


    ¡°How is it¡­¡± Deirdre grew restless.


    Den asked, ¡°Do you have any enemies?¡±


    Deirdre was stunned by the question. ¡°Is Brendan considered one?¡±


    ¡°Yes, but it¡¯s apparent that this person is not rted to Brendan. If it¡¯s Brendan, and he insists on taking


    you with him, there¡¯s nothing I can do to stop him, given your rtionship with him.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m not too sure then.¡± Deirdre kept her face lowered and felt overwhelmed. ¡°I don¡¯t know many


    people.¡±


    ¡°Then it¡¯s possible that you make an easy target because you¡¯re blind.¡± Den furrowed his eyebrows


    tightly. ¡°So, we must be extra careful during this period. Don¡¯t leave Kyran event for half a step. If I¡¯m


    not here to pick you up, you can rest on the bed next to Kyran¡¯s bed.¡±


    ¡°Alright¡­¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m not going to the hotel today because I would like to check along the intersection to see if anyone


    has seen that person before. You can stay in the room first and set your mind at ease in Kyran¡¯s


    company.¡±


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    Den patted Deirdre¡¯s shoulder tofort her. ¡°Don¡¯t worry. You¡¯ll be fine with Kyran.


    ¡®Kyran¡­¡¯


    At the thought of Kyran, Deirdre¡¯s anxious heart calmed down gradually. It was as if he had the magic


    to dispel the negative emotions in her heart.


    ¡°Hmm!¡± Deirdre nodded and said, ¡°You should be careful too because we still don¡¯t know what that


    man¡¯s purpose is, Mr. King. I¡¯m worried that you might be implicated too¡­¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t worry.¡± Den smiled and said, ¡°When I was fighting in the underground fighting rings, perhaps


    that person was still nursing on his mother somewhere.¡±


    Deidre¡¯s mind was set at ease, and she turned around to return to the room.


    Meanwhile, Charlene and Den encountered each other when the elevator door opened on Level 11.


    She walked out of the elevator. She turned around subconsciously to take a nce at the man with a


    slight frown on her face.


    She recognized him as some influential person but could not remember who he was.


    She walked along the corridor carrying her handbag in her high heels in a domineering manner. She


    halted to a stop when she passed Room 1106 and saw a face from the door slit that looked like


    Deirdre.


    Deirdre was talking to someone unknown while she sat on the sofa. Charlene clenched her fists tightly


    and felt the urge to barge into the room impulsively.


    It was still too early to expose Deirdre. She had note here for Deirdre anyway.


    She suppressed the cruelness in her eyes with great effort and walked to thest room that


    bodyguards heavily guarded. She tossed her hair back before she opened the door and entered the


    room, only to find an empty bed.


    ¡°What¡¯s going on?¡± Charlene¡¯s expression changed drastically. She turned around and queried the


    bodyguard, ¡°Where¡¯s Brendan? Where is he?¡±


    The bodyguard answered, ¡°Mr. Brighthall imed that it¡¯s stuffy in the room, so he went out to get


    some air.¡±


    Charlene was so furious that she was shaking. ¡°What¡¯s the bloody point of hiring bodyguards? Do you


    think that your job is only to stare at the room? Brendan got into an ident just a few days ago, and


    his injury has yet to heal. Not only have you not stopped him, but you¡¯ve actually let him go outside!?¡±

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    Chapter 379 What Are You Trying to Say


    The bodyguard was furious to be scolded so ferociously.


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    ¡®You haven¡¯t even married Mr. Brighthall, yet you¡¯re acting like you¡¯re the woman of the house, putting


    on airs and reprimanding the subordinates.¡±


    Nheless, he only had the courage to think about that. He braced himself to say, ¡°Miss McKinney,


    we understand your intention. However, we don¡¯t have the right to make decisions for Mr. Brighthall as


    his subordinates. Who are we to stop Mr. Brighthall from leaving if he wants to?¡±


    ¡°Are you incapable of calling me then?¡±


    The bodyguard took a nce at Charlene without speaking. He looked like he was saying,¡± Not even


    God could do anything if He were here, let alone you.¡±


    Charlene was exasperated and pointed at the door. ¡°Get out!¡±


    The bodyguards left in dejection and shut the door.


    Charlene stayed in the room by herself and suddenly noticed not a trace of wrinkles could be found on


    the bed. It did not look like anyone had slept in the bed.


    She walked forward, and just as her hand touched the bed, the door was opened.


    Brendan stood at the door. His tall and strong body was bent forward ever so slightly because of the


    wound on his abdomen. His wlessly handsome face was sickly and pale, and only his gaze was as


    cold as before. It was as if he had stopped smiling ever since Deirdre was gone.


    Charlene approached him at once and said anxiously, ¡°Where did you go, Brendan? You¡¯re injured so


    severely. Why won¡¯t you stay in bed? What if your condition were to deteriorate? What are we going to


    do?¡±


    Brendan could not even be bothered to look up when he shoved away the woman¡¯s approaching


    hands. ¡°I went out to get some fresh air. Why did you make it sound like I¡¯m. dead?¡±


    Charlene was aggrieved. ¡°Is it wrong that I worry for you? The doctor said that you should rest and not


    go outside. You know what happened to your wound when you went outside previously.¡±


    ¡°It was an ident previously, and I know my body well.¡± Brendan sat on the edge of the bed and


    looked up to ask, ¡°Didn¡¯t I ask you to return to Neve? Why are you back here. . again?¡±


    ¡°Brendan¡­¡± Charlene¡¯s expression froze. ¡°You don¡¯t want me here?¡±


    ¡°No.¡± Brendan propped his forehead. He felt his head throbbing in pain. ¡°I can¡¯t help feeling worried


    about leaving my mother all alone in Neve. She needs you near her to keep her calm, and there¡¯s


    nothing for you to do here.¡±


    ¡°How is there nothing for me to do? Aren¡¯t you bored being in the room by yourself? Isn¡¯t it a little better


    to have me keep youpany, at the very least? Or¡­¡± Charlene implied something more than what


    she said. She stared at Brendan¡¯s face closely and said, ¡°Do you think I¡¯m bothering you?¡±


    Brendan furrowed his eyebrows and asked Charlene, ¡°What are you trying to say?¡±


    Charlene bit her lower lip. Naturally, she wanted to ask if Brendan was aware of Deirdre¡¯s whereabouts.


    Shemissioned someone to gather information on Deirdre yesterday and nned to abduct Deirdre


    today. Yet, she discovered that Deirdre was suddenly elusive. She had someone hindering Charlene¡¯s


    n and attempting to find out about her identity.


    Other than Brendan, she could not figure out who would be tolerant enough to help a blind woman like


    Deirdre in this ce.


    Hence, she wanted to figure out if Brendan was aware of Deirdre¡¯s presence in this hospital. If he was


    aware, she would temporarily stop her n.


    ¡°I¡¯m not trying to say anything, but I¡¯m only worried about you.¡± Charlene braced herself to smile. ¡°I¡¯m


    worried that you might be lonely. Do you have someone to keep youpany in the hospital?¡±


    ¡°There are bodyguards out there, right?¡±


    Charlene bit her lower lip. ¡°I¡¯m talking about a woman. Could it be that you haven¡¯t encountered any


    acquaintances in the hospital?¡±

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    Chapter 380 Lure Deirdre to the Outside


    ¡°What are you trying to say, Charlene?¡± Brendan had grown impatient. He was not feeling well from the


    start, and he was infuriated by Charlene now. ¡°What information are you trying to extract from me? Are


    you afraid of me interacting with other women? Where else. can go other than staying in the room?


    Today is the only day that I went out in the morning and only returned now. If you¡¯re scared of me being


    with other women, why don¡¯t you send someone to watch me then?¡±


    It was apparent that Brendan was furious when he made the remark. Charlene hastily said. in a soft


    voice, ¡°Don¡¯t be angry, Brendan. How will I have the courage to send someone to watch you? I¡¯m only


    worried about your health. I¡¯m just worried that you might get hurt. Since you¡¯re fine, rest and


    recuperate. I shall go back to Neve for some time first, and I¡¯ll be back again.¡±


    Charlene¡¯s face dimmed quickly after she left the room.


    Brendan was growing more and more impatient with her. However, she believed that he was still


    unaware that Deirdre was in the same hospital, judging by his reaction. Otherwise, he would have


    captured Deirdre and taken her back to Neve to guard her closely in view of his personality.


    It was a good thing.


    She made her way to a corner and made a call. It did not take long before one of the bodyguards


    came.


    ¡°Miss McKinney.¡±


    It was a spy she had nted around Brendan.


    Charlene asked with an icy expression, ¡°Is there any activity with Brendan during this period?¡±


    The bodyguard was puzzled. ¡°What are you referring to?¡±


    ¡°Has he been out for a prolonged period? Or is he meeting anyone?¡±


    ¡°No.¡± The bodyguard immediately shook his head. ¡°Mr. Brighthall¡¯s body is too weak, which is why he


    has constantly been in a bad mood recently. He shuts himself in the room and refuses to go out. It¡¯s a


    rare asion for him to get out to get some fresh air today.¡±


    ¡°What¡¯s with the bed then?¡± Charlene trusted her spy very much, but too many parts puzzled her.


    ¡°Since he has been staying in bed all the time, why does his bed look like it hasn¡¯t been slept in?¡±


    ¡°Someone came and changed the bedsheets when Mr. Brighthall left.¡±


    Charlene¡¯s doubt was dispelled. It seemed that Brendan was clueless for real.


    On the other hand, she had ordered her spy to probe the hotel¡¯s reception, and the


    receptionist was unaware if Deirdre was acquainted with a man by thest name Brighthall.


    ¡®All in all, it is concluded that Brendan and Deirdre have yet to meet. Still, since they have yet to meet,


    why is Deirdre constantly visiting the hospital?¡±


    ¡°I ordered you to look into Room 1106. Have you found anything? Who¡¯s in there?¡±


    The bodyguard thought for a moment and said, ¡°Kyran Reed.¡±


    ¡°Kyran Reed?¡± Charlene furrowed her eyebrows. She had never heard of the name, so shel asked,


    ¡°Have you found anything else?¡±


    ¡°No.¡± The bodyguardined, ¡°The hospital is very strict about patient confidentiality. and refuses


    to divulge any information. Other than the name, I haven¡¯t even seen what he looks like. However, I


    think he¡¯s from Eastgene because someone from Eastgene frequentlyes in and out of Room


    1106.¡±


    ¡®From Eastgene?¡±


    Charlene became even more convinced that this matter was unrted to Brendan. Thetter had


    never worked with any Eastgenepany, but she still felt uneasy in her heart.


    ¡°I¡¯ll figure out a way to look into Kyran Reed. As for you¡­¡± Charlene¡¯s beautiful eyes turned dim. ¡°What


    is the name of that woman who pretended to be Ophelia previously?¡±


    ¡°Maeve O¡¯Keefe?¡±


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    ¡°Yes.¡± Charlene narrowed her eyes gradually. ¡°That woman¡¯s daughter is a full-blown good- for-nothing.


    I think she should have already used up all the money Brendan gave her. Get someone tomission


    her toe here to help with a handsome reward. I believe shel won¡¯t reject the offer.¡±


    Since Deirdre had noticed that something was off and had chosen to hide in the hospital, she should


    figure out a way to lure Deirdre to the outside alone. If Deirdre woulde out by herself, everything


    else that followed could be easily solved.

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    Chapter 381 Do You Need Me To Feed You?


    ¡®Deirdre, I will never give you a chance to stand in front of Brendan intact!


    Deirdre opened her eyes from sleepiness. She didn¡¯t know when she had fallen asleep. Maybe she


    was


    too intense.


    She fumbled to get up. ¡°Kyran, are you there?¡±


    Deirdre heard the closing sound of a book. After a while, a voice rang out from the phone. ¡°You¡¯ve


    woken up?¡±


    ¡°Yes.¡± Deirdre was embarrassed. ¡°How long have I been asleep?¡±


    ¡°Not long, just about ten minutes.¡±


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    That wasn¡¯t too long. Deirdre breathed a sigh of relief and apologized, ¡°I¡¯m sorry. I came here to take


    care of you, but I didn¡¯t expect to fall asleep.¡±


    ¡°I have nothing to do in the ward, anyway. But it¡¯s you who¡¯s too tired. You should have taken some


    good


    rest instead.¡±


    Deirdre smiled and fumbled to put on her shoes. ¡°Wait a minute. I¡¯ll ask the nurse when the meals will


    be delivered.¡±


    ¡°It has already been delivered. Kyran said, ¡°It was ced on the table in front of you three minutes


    ago.¡±


    Deirdre stretched out her hand, and she really touched the table and the lunch box. She opened it


    carefully and asked, ¡°Kyran, is it not convenient for you to eat?¡±


    Not to mention Kyran was lying t on the bed, he only had one hand usable.


    ¡°I¡¯ll just eat the soaked cookiester. It¡¯s not so convenient for me to eat porridge.¡±


    Deirdre cautiously asked, ¡°Do you need me to feed you?¡±


    Kyran chuckled, ¡°No, you can eat first yourself. Don¡¯t worry about me. The nurse has already put some


    cookies there. I will eat themter.¡±


    ¡°Okay.¡± Deirdre lowered her head, and she slightly blushed while nibbling her food. She held the handle


    of the spoon very close to her mouth so that she wouldn¡¯t identally push it on her face.


    Kyran also helped himself with some cookies. When Deirdre finished eating, she asked Kyran, ¡°Do


    your


    want some water?¡±


    ¡°No, thanks¡±


    It was still a negative answer, which made Deirdre rather embarrassed. ¡°Kyran, you haven¡¯t drank


    water all day Aren¡¯t you thirsty? Besides, half of the reason I stay here is to take care of you, or do you


    think it is too troublesome for me to help?¡±


    When Kyran saw Deirdre looking downcast, he knew that she was thinking too much. Hence, he


    tapped the phone screen hesitantly


    ¡°No, I didn¡¯t mean that.¡± He didn¡¯t know how to exin. ¡°It¡¯s not convenient for me to drink water.¡±


    Deirdre raised her head in perplexity. ¡°Why is it inconvenient?¡±


    Kyran stayed silent, and then he answered solemnly, ¡°It¡¯s inconvenient to go to the restroom.¡±


    As soon as Deirdre heard the answer, her cheeks burned. When she recovered her senses, she


    wished the earth would open up and swallow her.


    Because Kyran was on the bed, it was naturally inconvenient for him to go to the toilet. Moreover, he


    had his own pride, so he drank as little as possible.


    ¡°Oh, I see.¡± Deirdre felt so ashamed that her eyes had been dodging frantically. Yet, because she could


    still feel the man¡¯s slightly teasing gaze, she mustered her courage and said, ¡°But one still needs to


    replenish water every day. Therefore, it¡¯s better that you take a few sips if you¡¯re thirsty, even if it¡¯s just


    to moisten your throat.¡±


    ¡°It makes sense.¡± The man really listened to Deirdre¡¯s advice. ¡°Then bring the water ss. I¡¯ll take a


    couple of sips.¡±


    Deirdre groped hastily for a water ss. After pouring the water, she covered the ss with a lid and


    added a straw. Then, she groped and touched the man¡¯s thin lips.


    They were not soft but filled with dead skin. It looked like Kyran had been thirsty for a while.


    Deirdre couldn¡¯t help frowning. ¡°Kyran, do tell me if you¡¯re thirsty. Water is more important to the human


    body than anything else, especially when you¡¯ve just undergone surgery. Don¡¯t you feel ufortable


    at all with your mouth so dry?¡±


    Kyran looked really ufortable. Even though he was slightly restraining himself, he drank half of a


    ss of water. After his lips were somewhat moistened, he typed, ¡°Okay.¡±

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    Chapter 382 I Can¡¯t See


    After Deirdre cleared the table, shey on the bed again.


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    Because she had nothing to do, she not only thought about that man but also why he was targeting her.


    She became really sleepy by just lying beside Kyran. She squinted and suddenly noticed the


    movement of the man beside her.


    Deirdre had very sensitive ears, and she suddenly sat up. ¡°Kyran, what¡¯s wrong?¡±


    The man seemed to be hesitating before he replied, ¡°Nothing¡±


    ¡°In this case, why did you move?¡± Deirdre still felt something was wrong You did not want to wake me


    up?¡±


    The man answered ¡°Yes¡± with his breath


    Deirdre frowned and hurriedly got up Just tell me what you want! I¡¯m by your side. With your stitches


    yet to heal, don¡¯t move, or you¡¯ll risk your wound dehiscence¡±


    Kyran was silent for a while before he said. ¡°You can¡¯t help me.¡±


    ¡°Why can¡¯t I help? Even though I can¡¯t see, I can get some things. As long as you tell me the direction, I


    can still find them. If it¡¯s not enough, I can call the nurse-1


    ¡°Deirdre, I want to go to the toilet,¡± typed Kyran.


    Deirdre¡¯s voice stopped abruptly, and she blushed. She felt her body burning while her mind went


    nk. It took her a long time to regain her voice. The restroom, D-Do you need to go to the restroom?¡±


    ¡°Hm.¡±


    Deirdre clenched her fists nervously. ¡°How did you solve it before?¡±


    ¡°Previously, when Den was around, he used¡­


    Kyran couldn¡¯t find the word ¡®urinal¡¯. So, he paused for a moment and typed, ¡°He used a tool.¡±


    Deirdre naturally understood what the tool was.


    She had tongue spasms. ¡°I-Is there anyone else who can help you? How about I ask the nurse to help


    you?


    Kyran rebutted, ¡°Do you want me to be seen? I would rather suffocate to death than be seen naked.¡±


    Deirdre lowered her head. She naturally understood a man¡¯s self-esteem. She struggled and offered


    her help. ¡°Shall I help you?¡±


    Before Kyran could say anything, she exined as if she was afraid that Kyran would misunderstand


    her. Because I can¡¯t see with my eyes, you don¡¯t have to worry about what I will see! And¡­ And! I¡¯m


    here to take care of you. If I can help you with that, you don¡¯t have to hold back drinking water every


    day!¡±


    Kyran was stupefied for a moment. Then he typed on the phone. ¡°Since you¡¯ve said that, I don¡¯t seem


    to have any reason to refuse.¡±


    ¡°Yeah.¡± Deirdre tried her best to make herself look natural-that she was taking care of a patient and


    nothing else. She shouldn¡¯t be thinking nonsense.


    ¡°Where¡¯s t-that tool?¡±


    ¡°Under the bed.¡±


    Deirdre squatted down and tried to grope around. She finally found a model which felt like the shape of


    a foot. She unscrewed the bottle and asked, ¡°Should I help yours in?¡±


    Kyran was rendered speechless.


    ¡°Don¡¯t be shy. I can¡¯t see¡­ I can¡¯t see¡­¡±


    In the end, Deirdre also couldn¡¯t tell who was shy. She lifted Kyran¡¯s quilt and ran her hands from his.


    thighs to his waist.


    Kyran had been lying on the bed for several days, but the muscles in his waist were still hard, which


    made. her fingertips burn. She tugged on the trousers under the gown and pulled them off.


    Immediately afterward, her hand seemed to be flicked by something.


    To think that Kyran actually didn¡¯t wear a boxer brief¡­


    How Deirdre wished the earth would open up to swallow her. She felt her cheeks burning and that the


    most tormenting thing in the world was nothing more than this. She lowered her head and carefully put


    the mouth of the urinal on it.


    She failed to do it the first time and wanted to try the second time.

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    Chapter 383 Hold With Hand


    ¡°Hold on,¡± typed Kyran, who had be quite sweaty. ¡°If you go on like this, you won¡¯t seed even


    after half an hour. Moreover, the mouth of the bottle is rather rough. If it hurts me, it will make things


    worse.¡±


    After Kyran¡¯s reminder, Deirdre finally came to her senses.


    Kyran had been bedridden. And if something happened to his private parts¡­.


    ¡°In that case, what can I do?¡± Deirdre was rather upset, wondering whether she had to hold it with her


    hand¡­


    Fortunately, Kyran only asked her to keep the bottle still so that he could move himself with difficulty.


    He thenpleted the feat of going to the toilet in an extremely awkward atmosphere


    When Deirdre went to the restroom to wash her hands, she touched her face to realize that her cheek


    was burning hot. The incident earlier almost short-circuited her brain, and her mind went nk


    Following that, she inexplicably thought of the feeling of that thing popping out, and she had to wash


    her face again to stop herself from thinking nonsense


    She somehow felt d that she was blind because she thought it would be even more embarrassing if


    she could see it.


    After that, she went back awkwardly. But Kyran didn¡¯t say anything, as if he had fallen asleep


    Therefore, shey on the bed and convinced herself to calm down.


    Why should she care when Kyran didn¡¯t take it seriously?


    In the process, she fell asleep. By the time she woke up, she heard Den had already opened the


    door and entered.


    Deirdre went to the restroom to freshen herself up. While she was in there, she heard Den asking


    Kyran if he wanted to go to the restroom.


    ¡°I did.¡±


    ¡°You did?¡± Den was quite surprised, ¡°That old fellow of yours, are you willing to let the nurse touch


    it? Aren¡¯t you always holding it as if it¡¯s precious goods that you even feel disgusted to have I touch it?¡±


    Kyran did not answer.


    Den nced at the location of the restroom and suddenly came to a realization. A smirk appeared


    on the corner of his lips. ¡°Seeing that I didn¡¯te yesterday, it¡¯s right to let Miss McKinnon rest here.¡±


    ¡°Go out if you have nothing to do here!¡±


    It was only when Kyran began to drive Den out. Den ended the topic and sat down.


    Deirdre stayed in the restroom for a while before going out. Den passed her her breakfast, and while


    she was eating, she listened to the conversation between Den and Kyran.


    Den left immediately after their conversation had ended. Apart from the hospital affairs, he couldn¡¯t


    stay idle as he had to deal with thepany¡¯s affairs alone.


    After Deirdre finished eating, she cleared the box and asked Kyran, ¡°Do you want me to feed you some


    porridge?¡±


    Kyran had quite a good appetite today and agreed. Deirdre sat beside him and stretched out her hands


    carefully. She had to touch with her hands to confirm the position of Kyran¡¯s mouth. When her fingertips


    touched his mouth, she felt his lips were soft when they were no longer dry.


    Deirdre was stupefied for a moment when she recovered her senses, wondering what she was


    thinking.


    She went too far as to assess the softness of Kyran¡¯s lips. She knew she shouldn¡¯t have done that


    because Kyran was a patient anyway. Thus, she wondered whether it was because of what happened


    yesterday.


    Deirdre was filled with remorse. Kyran licked her fingertips as if he was reminding her. She lowered her


    head and apologized, ¡°I¡¯m sorry, I thought about something just now. I¡¯ll feed you.¡±


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    She carefully brought the spoon to Kyran¡¯s mouth so he¡¯d eat the porridge on the spoon. Then, she


    took. another spoonful, and when she was about to bring it to Kyran¡¯s mouth, the door of the room


    opened.


    Nurse Rene pushed the cart in. Her face turned pale when she saw the intimacy between Deirdre and


    Kyran and how Deirdre was feeding Kyran. ¡°Hey! What are you doing?¡±


    Deirdre straightened up in fright.


    Freya stepped forward and said, ¡°Who told you to feed Mr. Reed porridge like this!? It¡¯s easy for him to


    choke when eating in this position! And you are blind! What if you choke him somewhere identally?


    In other words, how dangerous is it to block his breath by sshing porridge on his nose with shaking


    hands?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m sorry¡­¡± Deirdre turned pale. She just wanted to feed Kyran porridge, but she didn¡¯t expect such


    consequences.

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    Chapter 384 Do You Still Remember Your Promise


    ¡°Sorry? Do you think it¡¯s enough just to say sorry? Since you can¡¯t see with your eyes, you should


    behave yourself and don¡¯t create trouble for others.¡±


    Kyran¡¯s face turned gloomy, and he typed on his phone, ¡°It¡¯s me who asked her to feed me. Is there


    anything wrong?¡±


    Freya was momentarily stunned, and she spoke uprightly ¡°Mr Reed, I¡¯m a nurse, and no one knows


    how to take care of you better than I do. I¡¯m also doing it for your own good. Thisdy is blind What


    would we do if something were to happen? She doesn¡¯t even have the ability to detect it immediately¡±


    ¡°Since I asked her to feed me, I will naturally bear the consequences Why are you being so impatient


    even before something happens?¡±


    The nurse¡¯s face turned purple


    Deirdre calmed down, shook her head, and said, ¡°Kyran, it¡¯s okay It¡¯s my fault I don¡¯t know anything,


    yet I¡¯m too reckless. This nurse is right. If I make a mistake and choke you, I¡¯ll hurt you¡±


    She then turned to the nurse with appreciation ¡°Thank you for reminding me¡±


    Since Deirdre had apologized, no matter how unhappy Freya felt, she was obliged to twitch the corner


    of her mouth. ¡°It¡¯s good that you¡¯ve now learned the consequences As nurses, we have to do a lot of


    tough things. Sometimes we may be too anxious that we raise our tone. We don¡¯t mean to be mean ¡±


    ¡°Yes, I know.¡±


    Only then did Freya push the cart over. She was shocked when she saw the bed beside his during the


    process.


    They actually stayed in the same room? Was Kyran not a man who liked to be quiet and didn¡¯t like to


    be disturbed?


    ¡°Mr. Reed, I¡¯ll check your wound and apply medicine.¡± Freya almost couldn¡¯t control her expression.


    After preparing the required items, she went to lift Kyran¡¯s quilt. But as soon as she touched the button


    of the gown, Kyran caught her hand and pushed her hand aside.


    ¡°Mr. Reed?¡± Freya couldn¡¯t help being disappointed. Yet, she pretended to be serious. ¡°Please


    cooperate. I¡¯m just giving you medicine.¡±


    ¡°I don¡¯t need you to unbutton my gown. Deirdre,e here.¡± He turned to the pale woman behind and


    typed, ¡°Do you remember what you promised me yesterday?¡±


    Deirdre was stunned, and her cheeks started burning up in the next second.


    Yes, she had promised to unbutton his gown.


    If that incident hadn¡¯t happened, she would only feel embarrassed and wouldn¡¯t care too much about it.


    However, after that incident, she felt somewhat ufortable.


    However, since she had made a promise, she had to do it.


    She tried to suppress her messy thoughts.


    Freya was upset and said with restraint, ¡°Mr. Reed, thisdy can¡¯t see. If you let her unbutton your


    gown, I¡¯m afraid it will slow down my progress. I still have a lot of things to do.¡±


    ¡°In that case, you can do your own work first or get someone else.¡±


    Get someone else?


    Freya didn¡¯t like the idea. After all, she had tried so hard to transfer from Level 9, just so that she could.


    look at Kyran more when applying the medicine. If she got someone else, how could she still get in


    touch with Kyran?


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    ¡°Mr. Reed¡­¡±


    ¡°Deirdre,e here.¡± Kyran ignored her and only summoned Deirdre over.


    Deirdre headed toward the voice. When she put her hands on Kyran¡¯s gown, Freya gnashed her teeth


    and said, ¡°Madam, you have to be careful not to press on the wound.¡±


    ¡°I will.¡±


    Deirdre paused to stretch out her hands for a moment and muster the courage to unbutton the gown. It


    was inevitable that her fingertips would touch the muscles of Kyran¡¯s chest and abdomen.


    Kyran turned his head slightly ufortably. But before Deirdre could unbutton the gownpletely,


    Freya pushed Deirdre hard and screamed, ¡°Mr. Reed! The wound was still good when I checked


    yesterday, but why is it bleeding now!?¡±

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    Deirdre¡¯s head was knocked against the wall after being pushed. Before she could relieve the pain, she


    immediately came to her senses when she heard Freya¡¯s cry. ¡°What? Bleeding? Where is the


    bleeding?¡±


    Freya gnashed her teeth and red at Deirdre, extremely unhappy. ¡°How did you look after Mr. Reed?


    You should be considered a care worker, right? But you didn¡¯t even know that something happened to


    the wound!?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s mind was nk.


    There was something wrong with the wound!? Kyran obviously hadn¡¯t moved at all on the bed, so how


    could something have happened to the surgical wound?


    Following that, she thought about helping Kyran go to the restroomst night, but Kyran insisted on


    supporting himself. At that time, she had vaguely heard the sound of gasping. Could it be that time¡­


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    Deirdre¡¯s eyes turned red all of a sudden. She was rather afraid and even more regretful.


    Suddenly, Deirdre felt her hand was touched by chilly fingertips, which wrapped her hand immediately.


    The palm was not hot, but it calmed down her nervousness and uneasiness.


    Following that, Kyran typed to ask her, ¡°Does it hurt?¡±


    ¡°What?¡±


    ¡°You hit your head, right? Does it hurt?¡±


    Freya couldn¡¯t believe it. She couldn¡¯t believe that Kyran was not even nervous about the seriousness


    of the bleeding wound and whether it would affect the follow-up surgery. Instead, he was asking


    whether Deirdre¡¯s head was in pain.


    Freya wondered whether Kryan had gone nuts.


    Deirdre was not aware of her head¡¯s condition because she no longer felt the pain after her head hit the


    wall. She shook her head desperately. ¡°Your wound¡­ Let¡¯s quickly call the doctor to check it!¡±


    Freya went to call the doctor while Kyran calmed Deirdre.


    There was a lump in Deirdre¡¯s throat as she said, ¡°Kyran, is it because I didn¡¯t help youst night that I


    hurt. you? I won¡¯t do it next time.¡±


    Kyranughed.


    Deirdre was anxious. ¡°Why are youughing? What if something happens?¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t worry. I know my body very well. I¡¯ll be fine.¡±


    Deirdre lowered her head and whispered, ¡°Since you know your body well, why didn¡¯t you tell me when


    something happened in the first ce and didn¡¯t let me go to the doctor?¡±


    With tenderness in his eyes, Kyran promised, ¡°I¡¯ll tell you next time.¡±


    After that, the doctor hurriedly came to check on him. Fortunately, only a small part of the wound was


    torn. The doctor just had to stitch up and rebandage it, and everything was fine.


    The doctor did the stitches directly in the ward without anesthesia. Even though Kyran had been


    enduring it, the pain was still so painful that it was difficult to bear


    When it was over, his forehead waspletely wet while his body was soaked with sweat.


    He couldn¡¯t bear the sticky feeling, so he typed on his phone, ¡°What if I want to take a shower?¡±


    The doctor replied, ¡°Have you arranged for a caretaker? You can get the caretaker to wipe your body


    with a wet towel while avoiding the wound.¡±


    Freya was right next to the doctor and hurriedly said, ¡°Chief, Mr. Reed doesn¡¯t have a caretaker!¡±


    ¡°No?¡± The doctor pondered. ¡°If you don¡¯t have one, I can ask Nurse Rene to help you.¡±


    ¡°No need,¡± typed Kyran. ¡°Although I don¡¯t have a caretaker, I already have a girlfriend.¡±


    ¡°Girlfriend?¡± Freya couldn¡¯t believe it.


    Kyran turned to Deirdre-his eyes were gentle, but it was fleeting. He withdrew his gaze, which had


    turned cold. ¡°This is Miss McKinnon, my girlfriend.¡±


    ¡°What?¡± Freya¡¯s voice changed.


    Even though the doctor was somewhat surprised, he frowned when he saw Freya¡¯s reaction.


    Kyran asked, ¡°Is there a problem?¡±


    ¡°No. Mr. Reed, if there¡¯s nothing else, we¡¯ll leave first. Our staff is always on standby outside. If


    something happens, please notify us at any time.¡±

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    In the end, the doctor and Freya left. After the door was closed, Kyran apologized to Deirdre, ¡°I¡¯m sorry


    for using your name like that to reject her.¡±


    Deirdre still couldn¡¯t quite return to her senses. She felt a little ufortable when Kyran was being so


    polite with her. ¡°It¡¯s okay.¡±


    ¡°It didn¡¯t do me any harm anyway,¡± she said. ¡°But she¡¯s a nurse. Who¡¯s going to take care of you after


    rejecting her and the help from the caretaker?¡±


    Kyran was stunned for a moment and asked, ¡°Can I ask you a favor, Deirdre?¡±


    ¡°What is it?¡±


    ¡°Can you help me wash my body?¡± ¨C


    Deirdre¡¯s face turned red for a moment before turning pale after hearing his question. She bit her lower


    lips tightly and said, ¡°I¡­ I don¡¯t think I can help you anyway. I messed it up when I tried to help youst


    time. If I hurt you again, I won¡¯t be able to forgive myself.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m sure you¡¯ll be alright this time,¡± typed Kyran. ¡°No one else in this world would make me feel


    relieved more than you. I¡¯m sure you¡¯ll do a great job this time. I was injured yesterday because I


    wasn¡¯t used to it. I promise you that it will be different this time. Or do you want me to get taken


    advantage of by that nurse?¡±


    It went without saying that was thest thing Deirdre wanted to happen. She fell into deep


    contemtion but felt that she needed to do something for Kyran. Thus, she went to get a bowl of


    warm water and helped him take off his clothes.


    She tried to stop herself from thinking too much and asked, ¡°Where is the wound? I¡¯ll try my best not to


    touch itter.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s on my chest. But most of my torso has been bandaged, so you just need to help me wipe my arms.


    and lower body.¡±


    Listening to the voice from the phone, Deirdre was momentarily stunned, and her face turned burning


    red


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    with embarrassment.


    ¡®Lower body?¡±


    Deirdre did not know why, but she felt it weird to hear the mechanical voice mention that word.


    ¡°What¡¯s wrong?¡±


    ¡°Nothing. Stretch your arms. I¡¯m going to start from your arm first.¡±


    When she was helping him take his pants off, Deirdre couldn¡¯t help herself but touch his abdomen.


    When she touched the bandage, she was dumbfounded.


    ¡°Don¡¯t they only operate on the chest for congenital heart disease? Why is his abdomen bandaged as


    well?


    As if he could see through her mind, Kyran exined, ¡°The doctor was worried that the wound might


    tear open again, so he bandaged my entire upper body.¡±


    ¡®I see.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s pale face regained normal color. She was too sensitive.


    You just need to briefly wipe my lower body. Just make sure you don¡¯t touch my bandage.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s face turned red again, and she replied in a muffled voice, ¡°Okay.¡±


    She wrung out the towel and wiped his lower body with extreme care. As she tried to stop her thoughts.


    from going wild, she identally grazed a certain part, and Kyran hissed out in pain.


    Deirdre hastily stopped. ¡°What¡¯s wrong, Kyran!?¡±


    It took Kyran a short while toe around from the pain. He took a deep breath and typed on the


    phone, Deirdre, that ce is very delicate and fragile. Please don¡¯t be so hard on it.¡±


    ¡°Huh?¡± Deirdre was stunned for a moment when realization dawned upon her. Her face turned scarlet


    with embarrassment as she said, ¡°I¡¯m so sorry about that!¡±


    She couldn¡¯t see anything, so she did not know that she had been holding that ce for so long and


    with such a strong force.


    ¡°It¡¯s okay. Just continue.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s face was so red that it looked just like a tomato right now. After she finished cleaning his


    body, she picked up his patient¡¯s clothes and went out.


    If she stayed any longer in the ward, she might want to find a hole and bury herself in it.


    ¡°He wouldn¡¯t think that I¡¯m some kind of thirsty woman for touching that ce, right?¡±


    She patted her cheek to drive those thoughts out of her head. When she was going to ask a nurse


    about the location of the cloth washing machine, she heard a woman shouting at the top of her lungs.


    ¡°Are you serious? Mr. Reed has a girlfriend? If he has a girlfriend, then why hasn¡¯t shee to visit


    him? Does she not know that he¡¯s hospitalized?¡±


    ¡°She¡¯s here,¡± Freya said through her gritted teeth. ¡°Do you know who his girlfriend is? His girlfriend is


    that blind woman who oftenes to the hospital.¡±


    ¡°Blind woman?¡± The woman thought for a while and was stunned upon realizing something. ¡°That ugly


    woman whose face is disfigured?¡±


    ¡°Yes!¡±


    ¡°What? What¡¯s wrong with handsome men these days? Even a dog would run away from her. Did she


    put a curse on Mr. Reed or what?¡±

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    ¡°I think so too,¡± Freya said, gritting her teeth. She wouldn¡¯t have any problem with it, no matter how


    upset she was, if Kyran¡¯s girlfriend were someone who was even prettier than her. But the thing right


    now was that his girlfriend was that ugly woman. It was something that she would never ept.


    ¡°I really don¡¯t understand why Mr. Reed would fall in love with that ugly b*tch. Doesn¡¯t he feel sick


    looking at her? Besides, they also spent a night together in the same wardst night. Even though they


    weren¡¯t sleeping in the same bed, wouldn¡¯t Mr. Reed be scared when he opened his eyes and saw her


    ugly face?¡±


    Deidre lowered her head and touched her face. There was nothing but scars and wounds on her face


    whenever her fingers touched.


    Deirdre knew she was ugly but was she really that scary? Would she really make someone have a


    nightmare if they looked at her?


    ¡°Doesn¡¯t Mr. Reed feel disgusted? Is there something wrong with him? Even if he doesn¡¯t care, doesn¡¯t


    she have any self-awareness? One of them is a handsome man, but the other one is an ugly monster.


    Is she not worried that other people will judge Mr. Reed?¡±


    Their words felt like knives that stabbed into her heart.


    Initially, Deirdre thought she had gotten used to these kinds of sharp remarks. However, she still felt as


    if someone clutched at her heart when other people judged Kyran.


    She lowered her head, and her eyes were filled with disappointment.


    Honestly, she felt they were right. It would take a lot of courage for people to be friends with her,


    let alone for one to be her boyfriend.


    For someone of Kyran¡¯s status, his girlfriend should be a youngdy from a wealthy family or celebrity,


    not someone like her.


    Just when Deirdre turned around and was about to return, she ran into Den.


    ¡°What are you doing here, Miss McKinnon? Kyran said it has been some time since you came out, and


    I thought you lost your way¡­¡± Den did not make any attempt to lower his voice, so both Freya and


    her friend heard his voice. They turned their heads and were stunned when they saw Deirdre.


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    ¡°U¡­ Miss McKinnon, don¡¯t you know that it¡¯s rude to eavesdrop on other people¡¯s conversation?¡±


    asked


    Freya


    Den felt something was not right and asked, ¡°What were you guys talking about?¡±


    Freya¡¯s friend chimed in and said, ¡°Nothing!¡± She had lost all her arrogance as she continued. ¡°We


    were just chatting.¡±


    ¡°Really?¡± Den frowned deeply.


    Deirdre was tired and did not want to stay here anymore.


    ¡°Mr. King, I¡¯m looking for the washing machine. I want to wash these clothes. Can you show me the


    way?¡±


    Decian could see from Deirdre¡¯s expression that something had happened. However, he did not press


    on and nodded.


    Deirdre seemed rather dispirited and looked as if she was troubled by something while washing the


    clothes in the washing machine.


    ¡°Are you alright, Miss McKinnon?¡± asked Den. ¡°It seems to me that you¡¯re kind of under the


    weather.¡±


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    ¡°I¡¯m fine,¡± Deirdre said, forcing a smile on her face.


    ¡°Are you really sure about that?¡± Den pressed on. ¡°If you have something on your mind, you should


    say it aloud. Keeping it inside of your heart won¡¯t do you any good. Rather than keeping it all to


    yourself, you should share it with us. Maybe I won¡¯t be able to help you, but at least someone can


    share your worries.¡±


    ¡°Thank you,¡± Deirdre smiled, but she did not think Den could help her anyway.


    ¡°-


    ¡°Ah! Ghost! Mom! There¡¯s a ghost here!¡±


    Before Deirdre could finish her sentence, a mother came in with a kid. When the kid saw Deirdre¡¯s


    face,


    he was startled and cried out loud.


    The woman was shocked as well when she saw Deirdre¡¯s face. She hastily picked the kid up from the


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    The kid was still crying no matter how hard his motherforted him. He was obviously scared by


    Deirdre, and the woman flew into a rage. ¡°What the hell are you doing here? Look at what you¡¯ve done


    to my kid! Don¡¯t you know how ugly and scary you are? Why do you still want toe out? You


    should¡¯ve locked yourself up in your house!¡±


    Deirdre felt hurt, as if someone had stabbed her in the heart. She forced the pain down and apologized


    to


    the woman.


    However, the woman refused to ept her apology. She shouted, ¡°Get the hell out of here! My kid is


    going to have a nightmare seeing your face!¡±


    Den¡¯s face sank as he said in a cold tone, ¡°Do you own this hospital? Do you have your name


    carved in this ce? Who do you think you are to chase us out of here?¡±


    The woman was displeased when Den stepped forward to stand up for Deirdre. ¡°She can¡¯t me


    me. Look at how ugly she is. It¡¯s illegal to run naked on the street, and someone like her with such an


    ugly face should be locked up in prison!¡±


    ¡°Lock up in prison? What high-sounding sentiments! I¡¯d like to see whichw mentions something like


    that and which police officer dares to arrest her!¡±


    The woman was stunned for a moment before she built up her voice and shouted, ¡°How dare you!


    You¡¯re a man! How could you bully a woman like me?¡±


    The cries of the kid and the shouts of the woman stung Deirdre¡¯s ears, and she felt suffocated. Her


    face was as pale as a sheet of paper. She pressed down the sadness that was piling up in her chest


    and said in a low voice, ¡°Mr. King¡­ Let¡¯s go, Mr. King. I don¡¯t want to stay here anymore.¡±


    Den¡¯s face was ugly. Even though he wanted to help Deirdre, he knew it was meaningless to


    continue the fight. He grabbed all the clothes and went out with Deirdre.


    As soon as they came out, Deirdre lowered her head and said with a bitter smile, ¡°I¡¯m sorry for the


    trouble, Mr. King. You wouldn¡¯t have had these problems if you hade alone.¡±


    ¡°What are you talking about, Miss McKinnon?¡± Den said sternly. ¡°Why are you apologizing to me?


    You¡¯ve done nothing wrong at all.¡±


    ¡°Yes, this is all my fault,¡± mumbled Deirdre, her voice so low that Den thought she was not talking.


    In the next second, Deirdre whipped up a smile on her face and said, ¡°Let¡¯s go back. I guess I¡¯ll have to


    wash these clothes with the washing machine in my room when I return to the hotelter.¡±


    Den could see her sadness through her smile.


    ¡°Are you not staying tonight? If you¡¯re worried about these clothes, I can just¡­¡±


    ¡°I want to go back. After all, I¡¯ll only be troubling Mr. Reed if I stay in the ward.¡±


    ¡®Mr. Reed?


    Den was stunned. It had been a long time since thest time he heard Deirdre addressing Kyran this


    way


    ¡°Okay. Then let¡¯s go back and tell Kyran about it.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m not going in, Mr. King. Please help me to send my regards to Mr. Reed,¡± said Deirdre.


    ¡°Okay then.¡±


    Den took the clothes and pushed the door open. Kyran looked over but only saw Den, who was


    holding the unwashed patient¡¯s clothes in his hand. He did not see Deirdre around and frowned.


    ¡®Wasn¡¯t Deirdre the one who held my patient¡¯s clothes just now?¡¯ he thought.


    He took his phone out and typed, ¡°Where is Deirdre?¡±


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    Den cleared his throat and said, ¡°She¡¯s in the corridor.¡±


    ¡°Then why is she noting in?¡± asked Den.


    Den shrugged. He wanted to know that as well. ¡°Maybe she¡¯s tired. Anyway, I¡¯ll go get you a


    caretaker first. Miss McKinnon wants to go back to the hotel with me tonight.¡±


    A hint of surprise crossed Kyran¡¯s eyes. He wanted to get up from the bed, but Den quickly went


    forward and pressed him back down.


    ¡°Do you have a death wish?¡± he snarled. ¡°You didn¡¯t suffer enough, did you? What if your wound opens


    up again?¡±


    Kyran took a deep breath, and before he could type on his phone, Deirdre appeared in front of the


    ward. She refused to raise her head as she said, ¡°I want to go back to the hotel and get some rest


    tonight, Mr. Reed. I¡¯lle again the next morning.¡±

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    Chapter 389 What Did You Call Me?


    Kyran¡¯s hand trembled. ¡°What did you call me?¡±


    Something flickered in Deirdre¡¯s eyes as she repeated, ¡°Mr. Reed.¡±


    Kyran took a deep breath to calm himself down and said, ¡°Den, can you give us a minute?¡±


    Den knew that he did not have any right to meddle with their affairs, so he did as he was told. Before


    he went out, he closed the door.


    ¡°What did I do wrong, Deirdre?¡± asked Kyran.


    Deirdre¡¯s eyes turned red when she heard what Kyran said. It took her a lot of effort to suppress the


    urge to cry as she took a few deep breaths.


    He had not done anything wrong at all. The one who was at fault was her. He was out of her league.


    She should know her ce and keep her distance from him.


    ¡°No, you didn¡¯t do anything wrong. It¡¯s just that I think I should keep my distance from you.¡±


    Nobody talked for a long while after she finished speaking. Just as she thought Kyran would not say


    anything, she heard him trying to get off the bed.


    She jerked her head up and was startled. She quickly dashed forward and said, ¡°Kyran! Stop! You can¡¯t


    get off the bed yet. Your wound might open up!¡±


    Kyran closed his eyes. After a short while, he opened them up again and asked, ¡°I thought you didn¡¯t


    care about me anymore.¡±


    Deirdre felt a pang in her heart.


    ¡°You know what, Deirdre? Rather than keeping your distance from me, you should have just killed me.


    instead.¡±


    Deirdre shook her head. She couldn¡¯t say a single thing right now.


    Kyran held Deirdre¡¯s hand tightly as if he was worried that she might run away. He grabbed his phone


    with the other hand and typed, ¡°Can you tell me what happened? Why do you have to do this to me?¡±


    Deirdre felt raw in her throat. ¡°I just feel that you have other better options.¡±


    ¡°Do you think I¡¯m going to buy that?¡±


    Deirdre lowered her head and said, ¡°Don¡¯t force me, Kyran. No one will like someone like me. I¡¯m ugly


    and blind. It wouldn¡¯t even be far-fetched to call me a monster. Someone like me doesn¡¯t deserve you


    at all. I know you¡¯re serious when you say you like me, but I can¡¯t ept how other people look at me.


    Besides, I feel pressured standing beside you.¡±


    Kyran fell silent for a long while. Suddenly, he loosened his grip.


    ¡°So, this is what you want to tell me?¡±


    ¡°Yeah.¡±


    Kyran released her hand and continued. ¡°I¡¯m sorry. I didn¡¯t mean to put you under any pressure. I


    thought I was just courting you normally¡­¡±


    Deirdre couldn¡¯t raise her head. ¡°Even though you¡¯re courting me normally, it can be bothersome


    sometimes. So, I think we should just be friends.¡±


    Kyran did not say anything for a long while. Just as Deirdre thought Kyran had fallen asleep, he said,


    ¡°It¡¯s


    gettingte. You should go back to the hotel and get some rest.¡±


    Deirdre nodded nkly. ¡°Okay.¡±


    Den was waiting for her outside when she came out of the ward. He did not ask what was going on.


    inside the ward and said, ¡°Let¡¯s go back. It¡¯ste.¡±


    ¡°Okay.¡±


    Deirdre did not say anything throughout the entire journey. When she arrived in front of her room, she


    turned her head around and said, ¡°Mr. King, I might not be able to wake up early tomorrow, so I¡¯m not


    going to the hospital with you. I¡¯ll give you a call after I¡¯m ready.¡±


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    ¡°Sure,¡± Den replied readily. ¡°Do you have my phone number? Do you want me to tell you, or do you


    want me to help you key into your phone?¡±


    ¡°You can just tell me. I have a good memory.¡±


    After memorizing Den¡¯s phone number, Deirdre closed the door, cutting off all the noises behind the


    door. When everything went quiet, it became even more apparent how lonely she was.


    Deirdre threw herself on the bed and curled into a fetal position as she ced her hand on her face.

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    Chapter 390 What Did You Say?


    Deirdre thought how scary her face would be, but she figured it must look terrible. Otherwise, the kid


    wouldn¡¯t have cried when he saw her face.


    She let out a self-deprecating smile, and her head went nk again when she thought of Kyran.


    She wondered why he wouldn¡¯t be scared of her. Did he really not care about her appearance, or was


    he just taking pity on her because of his ex-girlfriend? So he did not care about her appearance at all.


    If it were thetter, then she would feel very sad.


    Four years ago, she became Brendan¡¯s wife because she looked like Charlene. Four yearster, she


    gained Kyran¡¯s sympathy because of the same reason again.


    Tears began to fall from the corner of her eye as she slowly slipped into slumber.


    The next day, Den did not receive any call from Deirdre. He had no choice but to tell the attendant to


    keep an eye on Deirdre before heading to the hospital alone.


    He pushed the door open. It urred to him that Kyran might not have slept the previous night. When


    he opened the door, Kyran turned his head and looked behind him.


    ¡°Stop looking. She didn¡¯te with me this morning.¡±


    Kyran retracted his gaze and heaved out a sigh.


    Den stepped forward, observing him as he said, ¡°You didn¡¯t sleepst night, did you?¡±


    ¡°I can¡¯t sleep,¡± typed Kyran as he looked at the bed opposite him. The bed had been cleaned, but he


    did not know why he could still seemingly sense Deirdre¡¯s presence on the bed. A smile appeared on


    his face, but very soon, it disappeared. At the same time, a trace of sadness spread from the bottom of


    his heart.


    There was something he could not understand. Everything had been fine yesterday morning, but


    things. started to change after she took his clothes out.


    Freya knocked on the door and said, ¡°Mr. Reed, I¡¯vee to deliver your medicine. Does your wound


    still


    hurt?¡±


    When she pushed the patient cart over, Den frowned. He felt the woman in front of him was kind of


    familiar.


    Freya also saw Den, and a sh of panic crossed her face.


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    Kyran¡¯s face was cold as he gazed fixedly at Freya, making her feel guilty. The first thing that came to


    her mind was that Deirdre had told Kyran everything she had said to her friend yesterday.


    With that thought in mind, she exined, ¡°Did Miss McKinnon say anything to you, Mr. Reed? Please


    don¡¯t listen to her I was just talking nonsense to my friend. We didn¡¯t know she was behind us at all. If


    we had known it, we wouldn¡¯t have said those things in front of her¡­¡±


    Kyran¡¯s pupils constricted. He clutched his phone tightly despite the pain and asked, ¡°What did you


    say?¡±


    Freya was stunned


    ¡®He doesn¡¯t know about it?


    She scolded herself inwardly for exposing that herself. She bit the bullet and answered, ¡°No¡­ Nothing.


    We just talked about the things in the hospital. It¡¯s kind of scary, so I guess that¡¯s the reason she was


    scared.¡±


    It went without saying that Kyran wouldn¡¯t believe her. He was confident they were not only talking


    about


    the things in the hospital.


    Meanwhile, Den chimed in and said coldly, ¡°Really? I was there as well yesterday. You all acted as if


    you were caught talking badly about someone on the spot. I don¡¯t think you were just talking about


    things. in the hospital.¡±


    Freya forced a smile on her face and said, ¡°Please don¡¯t make fun of us, Mr. King. We didn¡¯t-¡±


    ¡°You still don¡¯t want to tell us the truth, huh? Very well, then. I guess you leave me no other choice but


    to call the head nurse and request to check the surveince camera. I remember that all the cameras in


    the hospital have a voice-recording function. If we check the surveince, the odds are that you might


    lose your job,¡± said Den in a threatening voice.


    Even though he was wearing a smile on his face, it did not reach his eyes, and it sent a chill down


    Freya¡¯s spine.


    She panicked and said, ¡°No! Mr. King, I really didn¡¯t say anything. I¡­ I just said that Mr. Reed deserves


    someone better. After all, one of them is a handsome man, while the other is a monster with a


    disfigured face. I was just curious if Mr. Reed would be scared by Miss McKinnon¡¯s face when they¡¯re in


    the same room. Other than that, I didn¡¯t say anything anymore!¡±

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    Chapter 391 Her Sense of Inferiority


    Freya hastily defended herself by saying, ¡°Moreover, I had utterly no idea that Miss McKinnon was


    standing right behind me when I made that remark at the time. I was only venting to my friend without


    her knowledge. Had I known that she was standing behind me, I wouldn¡¯t have said so!¡±


    Kyran felt his head spinning upon hearing that. He inhaled a deep breath, shut his eyes, and thought


    about what Deirdre had told him yesterday.


    ¡®Her expression and mannerisms were awful.


    ¡®So, it turns out that she was implying this.¡±


    He clenched his fists without his notice and felt his chest burning with fury.


    Kyran felt sad for Deirdre too because he knew she would be deeply saddened to hear those remarks.


    He opened his eyes once again. There was only boundless hatred in his deep, dark eyes. He looked at


    Freya as if he were looking at an extremely filthy piece of trash


    ¡°How dare you still speak so audaciously when you casually criticized and insulted someone¡¯s


    appearance. Nurse Rene, aren¡¯t you ashamed of yourself?¡±


    Freya¡¯s face turned slightly pale, and she could not refrain from refuting. ¡°It¡¯s very normal for Miss


    McKinnon to be criticized for her looks, right? I didn¡¯t say it to her face on purpose, anyway


    Kyran suppressed his anger. ¡°Out!¡±


    It was meaningless for him to type to someone like her. It would be better to get rid of her from his


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    Freya was recalcitrant and bit her lower lip. Since she did not have the upper hand in this matter, she


    turned around and walked out of the room.


    Den suddenly said before he shut the door, ¡°Oh, right. You have a rather beautiful figure and look


    quite pretty.¡±


    Freya was delighted to know that someone appreciated her beauty.


    She was about to say ¡°Thank you¡± when Den chuckled, saying, ¡°You have a heart so ugly that your


    beautiful figure can¡¯t hide the filth inside, and you smell awful. A person¡¯s ugly face can be corrected


    with stic surgery, but an ugly heart is disgusting and can¡¯t be fixed with any tactic. You¡¯re not worthy


    of such a respectable profession, and you should set a backup n for yourself.¡±


    He shut the door, leaving Freya standing frozen in front of the door. All of Freya¡¯s blood drained from


    her face, and she was furious but did not have the courage to speak.


    Den turned around and discovered that Kyran was suppressing the shakiness of his fingers while he


    called Deirdre frantically.


    He received no reply other than that his calls were not picked up.


    Kyran was scared out of his wits, and the phone slid from his palm.


    Den heaved a sigh. ¡°The woman suddenly reminded me of an incident that took ce yesterday.


    Miss McKinnon and I were at the washing machines yesterday to do yourundry. A woman and her


    child were there as well. The child bawled loudly after being scared by the sight of Miss McKinnon, and


    the incident seemed to have affected her significantly.¡±


    ¡°When did that happen?¡± Kyran furrowed his eyebrows deeply.


    ¡°Right before she came to your room,¡± said Den.


    ¡®Before she came to my room? No wonder Deirdre¡¯s face was ghastly pale.¡±


    Yet, even if that was the case, she still refused to express her grievance stubbornly when he queried


    her.


    Kyran felt a weight so heavy on his chest that he felt suffocated.


    ¡°I was too foolish. If only I had asked further or been more meticulous at the time, I could have picked


    up on her unusual behavior.¡±


    ¡°How can you me yourself for that? I wouldn¡¯t have known, either. There was also Nurse Rene¡¯s


    incident.¡± Den was frustrated. ¡°However, I can see that Miss McKinnon¡¯sck of confidence is due to


    her appearance. As a result, she will alwaysbel herself at fault subconsciously. If only she could be


    more confident in herself, perhaps she would then be happier.¡±


    Deirdre did not expect that it was already afternoon by the time she woke up.


    She had slept soundly, yet her head was throbbing. She got up with great effort and took a sip of water


    before lying back on the bed. She picked up her phone a few times to call Kyran but could not muster


    the courage to do so.

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    Chapter 392 Treat Your Face


    Deirdre had no idea how to face Kyran when she remembered how she had gone too far with her


    remarks. yesterday.


    Since they couldn¡¯t be together, it would be better to end the rtionship as quickly and less painfully


    as possible.


    She was caught in a daze for more than ten minutes before a call came.


    Deirdre found the number her phone read out to be very familiar. It was Den¡¯s number. She


    hesitated for a moment before she picked up the call.


    ¡°Hello.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s me, Deirdre.¡±


    Deirdre was stunned for a moment. ¡°I know.¡±


    ¡°Will you being today?¡± Kyran went straight to the point. ¡°I have something that I wish to go over


    with you.¡±


    ¡°What is it?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯ll tell you when you¡¯re here.¡±


    Deirdre was still in a daze after the call ended. She thought about what Kyran had told her and how


    serious he sounded.


    ¡°Why is he doing this? Is he nning on sending me to Alnwick after pondering over the nature of our


    rtionship?¡±


    Deirdre felt her chest tighten for an unknown reason when the thought urred to him.


    However, that would be a good thing.


    She packed up her luggage in advance and waited for the attendant to knock on her door and send her


    to the hospital.


    She inhaled a few deep breaths out of Kyran¡¯s room before opening the door and entering. The


    moment she opened the door, she could feel someone else in the room other than Kyran.


    Is that Den? If Den was still around, he should have picked me up from the hotel, right?¡±


    Deirdre was anxious as the person approached her with a smile and extended his hand for a


    handshake.¡± Hello, Miss McKinnon. Please allow me to introduce myself. I¡¯m a physician of this


    hospital, and myst


    name is Engle.¡±


    ¡®Physician?


    Deirdre was puzzled. She clenched her fists tightly, and Dr. Engle did not mind either. He pulled back


    his hand and said, ¡°You can¡¯t see, right? It¡¯s fine, Miss McKinnon. Please take a seat so I can examine


    your face.¡±


    ¡°Examine my face?


    Deirdre asked nonchntly, ¡°Why?


    What is on my face to examine?


    Dr. Engle was stunned, while Kyran exined, ¡°Deirdre, Dr. Engle specializes in reconstructive surgery,


    and he is highly skilled in his profession. He¡¯s going to help to reconstruct your face so you can return


    to your previous self.¡±


    ¡®Return to my previous self?¡¯


    Deirdre¡¯s head was filled with the scene of her incident in the prison when the other prisoners mutted


    her face with sharp ss shards. They had bullied and humiliated her and had even told her that she


    did. not deserve to live with the face she had.


    The memory of their peals ofughter and their faces had already turned blurry, yet the fear was still


    deeply ingrained in Deirdre¡¯s heart and would haunt her for the rest of her life.


    Just as Dr. Engle¡¯s hand was about toe into contact with Deirdre¡¯s scar, she shoved him away.


    abruptly. Her face turned ghastly pale, her expression filled with shock and fear as she leaned tightly.


    against the wall.


    ¡°Don¡¯t!¡± Her entire body was shaking. ¡°I don¡¯t want facial reconstruction!¡±


    ¡°Deirdre¡­¡±


    Kyran was surprised beyond his expectations, while Dr. Engle was startled as well. ¡°We¡¯re not going to


    perform stic surgery on you, but we¡¯re only going to turn you back into your prior, beautiful self. Isn¡¯t


    that good?¡±


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    Deirdre shook her head frantically.


    She loathed her face for giving her everything she had, yet it also gave her the nightmare that would


    haunt her for eternity.


    The face was the start of her misery, but she did not want to go back to her usual self.


    ¡°Kyran.¡± She pushed back the trauma of her past and calmed herself. ¡°Please respect my choice. The


    face. is my only limit.¡±


    ¡°Alright, Deirdre, we won¡¯t reconstruct your face if you don¡¯t want it.¡± Kyran watched Deirdre¡¯s reaction.


    with an emotional expression. He turned to Dr. Engle and informed him with his phone, ¡°I¡¯m sorry.


    Please leave for the time being.¡±


    Dr. Engle nodded. After he left, Kyran called out to Deirdre, ¡°Come.¡±

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    Chapter 393 Her Inner Demon


    Deirdre walked over rigidly while Kyran raised his hand to wipe away the fine sweat on her face with a


    tissue.


    ¡°Don¡¯t be scared. I won¡¯t force you to do anything against your will. We won¡¯t reconstruct your face if


    you don¡¯t want to reconstruct it. It¡¯s fine.¡±


    Deirdre felt a surge of warmth from the prolonged coldness she experienced and said softly, ¡°Thank


    you.¡±


    She looked as distracted as before as Kyran held her icy cold fingers and tried to warm her up to the


    best of his abilities.


    ¡°You have an inner demon, right?¡±


    Deirdre appeared to be overwhelmed with emotions


    Kyran asked, ¡°Can you tell me why you don¡¯t want to reconstruct your face? What did the face do to


    you in the past?¡±


    Deirdre clenched her fists tightly and also held Kyran¡¯s fingers tighter After slightly rxing, she did not


    answer his question but asked, ¡°Kyran, why do you want to reconstruct my face out of nowhere?¡±


    She felt her heart wrench in pain, yet she forced a smile ¡°You find my face very terrifying as well, right?¡±


    Otherwise, why would he suddenly be inspired to reconstruct her face?


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    She found it saddening


    Kyran fell silent. Deirdre was well aware of the reason and was about to pull out her hand, but the man


    held her hand tightly.


    ¡°Come closer.¡±


    ¡°What?¡± Deirdre was confused but still lowered her head subconsciously and leaned closer Then, she


    asked, ¡°Is this alright¡­¡±


    In an instant, the man¡¯s lips were on her face as he delivered a very light yet extremely precious kiss on


    the most hideous scar on her face.


    His warmth faded, yet it ignited her body, soul, and heart.


    Deirdre widened her eyes in disbelief abruptly.


    Kyran said, ¡°Do you still think I find your face terrifying?¡±


    She could not utter a word. Even though she could not see, she could feel that Kyran¡¯s kiss was


    delivered with utmost care!


    People described her face as hideous, yet Kyran treated it as a precious treasure¡­


    ¡°Deirdre, I¡¯ve never cared about how you look because I don¡¯t prioritize appearance. You¡¯ve always


    been very beautiful to me in my heart. You¡¯re wless to me. If you don¡¯t want facial reconstruction, we


    won¡¯t do it then but don¡¯t doubt my feelings for you.¡±


    Kyran¡¯s gaze was earnest, and Deirdre felt her chest tighten abruptly as if she could feel his sincere


    gaze.


    ¡°Why?¡±


    ¡°There¡¯s no reason to have feelings for someone, and there¡¯s no reason to love someone.¡±


    Deirdre was rendered speechiess all of a sudden. She was overwhelmed with countless emotions that


    were stuck in her weakest spot, turning her eyes red with tears.


    After a long while, she found her voice to say, ¡°Why do you want to make me get a facial reconstruction


    out of nowhere, then?¡±


    Kyran stared at her closely. ¡°It¡¯s because I don¡¯t want you to feel inferior to others. You¡¯re magnificent.


    You should show that to everyone so those who criticized you will be rendered speechless in the end. I


    want you to have no reason to reject my pursuit. You talked about mismatched statuses and looks.


    Those are all excuses. When your face is reconstructed, you will be the one that is out of my league.¡±


    The voice came from the phone¡¯s speaker, but it sounded as if it was uttered by him word by word. It


    was so sincere and passionate that Deirdre¡¯s chest was burning hot.


    ¡°Kyran is probably behaving this way after finding out about yesterday¡¯s incident¡­¡±


    She lowered her head and felt her eyes stung with tears, but it was due to her feeling deeply touched.


    She did not expect anyone to exhaust all means to reconstruct her disastrous face just so she could


    regain her confidence.


    He did it so she would not be aggrieved by others anymore and could stand proud. Kyran added,


    ¡°Deirdre, it will still be your face after the facial reconstruction.¡±

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    Chapter 394 Is Your Face Injured From Being shed?


    Yes, Deirdre did not have the convenience of borrowing someone else¡¯s face, like Charlene. Her face


    was given to her by her parents, and she had grown into it herself. Yet, she loathed her previous face


    due to her painful past.


    ¡®Isn¡¯t that¡­ funny?¡¯


    If Ophelia were still alive and knew about this, she would surely be sad, right? Her daughter, whom she


    was so proud of, did not even have the courage to restore her previous facial appearance.


    Deirdre lowered her head and sobbed.


    Kyran wiped away her tears andforted her. ¡°Deirdre, no one can force you against your will. It¡¯s


    your face, and you¡¯re the sole decision-maker for it. We won¡¯t do if you don¡¯t want a facial


    reconstruction. Anyone acquainted with you will disregard your appearance and like you sincerely.


    ¡°As for those who criticized your appearance, you don¡¯t need to mind them because they are only a


    rock on your life path that you tripped once but won¡¯t step on again.¡±


    Deirdre didn¡¯t know whether tough or cry at Kyran¡¯s description, but her heart¡­


    Her heart calmed down.


    ¡°Sure.¡± Deirdre¡¯s crystal clear eyes were calm, and she cracked a faint smile on her lips. ¡°I¡¯ve made my


    decision. I would like to reconstruct my face, Kyran.¡±


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    It was her face. As for Brendan and Charlene, they were already from her past. She had lost her eyes


    and her child for Brendan, so she would not allow herself to give up on the face that her parents had


    given her.


    Brendan was not worthy and did not deserve Deirdre to give up on her face.


    Kyran did not type but held her hand and gave her a soft kiss.


    Dr. Engle came after he was notified.


    Deirdre said in a slightly embarrassed tone, ¡°I¡¯m sorry for troubling you toe twice, Dr. Engle.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s fine, it¡¯s fine. You don¡¯t need to feel that way, Miss McKinnon. Our department is not far away


    anyhow! Moreover, I¡¯m on leave, and Mr. Reed has speciallymissioned me, so I don¡¯t have other


    patients to attend to.¡± Dr. Engle did not mind. ¡°Please take a seat, Miss McKinnon.¡±


    ¡®Speciallymissioned by Kyran?¡¯


    Deirdre¡¯s palms clenched into fists. She did not expect that Kyran would actually be so attentive. It


    made. her previous action seem like she was picking a fight, and she almost discredited his kind


    intention.


    Kyran seemed to notice her reaction and cracked a faint smile. ¡°Dr. Engle is well-known in the field of


    stic and reconstructive surgery. As such, you don¡¯t need to worry about that. I want the best for you


    when ites to your facial reconstruction.¡±


    Dr. Engle teased smilingly while he talked about her face, ¡°However, this is my first time meeting such a


    boyfriend who is bed-bound in the hospital yet is still attentive to his girlfriend. You¡¯re a lucky girl, Miss


    McKinnon.¡±


    ¡®Boyfriend¡­¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s face was hot from blushing, and she was having trouble speaking. She exined softly,


    ¡°No¡­ You¡¯ve misunderstood. We¡¯re not boyfriend and girlfriend.¡±


    ¡°Not boyfriend and girlfriend?¡± Dr. Engle was caught by surprise. ¡®What kind of rtionship other than


    boyfriend and girlfriend would get Mr. Reed to be so attentive to her needs?¡¯


    He said jokingly, ¡°Don¡¯t tell me that you two are legally married?¡±


    Deirdre was even more embarrassed because Dr. Engle¡¯s description worsened the matter.


    She didn¡¯t know what to say while Kyran exined from behind her, ¡°We¡¯re not boyfriend and girlfriend,


    nor are we married. However¡­¡±


    He typed, ¡°I am courting her for the moment.¡±


    Deirdre was stunned, and her face turned scarlet red. She could not help lowering her head.


    Dr. Engle chuckled and said, ¡°If that is the case, I¡¯ll be invited to your wedding soon enough.¡±


    It was fortunate that the topic of conversation passed soon enough.


    Dr. Engle¡¯s expression grew stern as he examined Deirdre¡¯s face.


    Dr. Engle said, ¡°Miss McKinnon, is your face injured from being shed?¡±

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    Chapter 395 I¡¯ll Do All in My Power to Protect You


    Deirdre felt her heart racing. Even when she was already calm, she could still feel lingering fear in her


    heart.


    She nodded.


    Dr. Engle asked, ¡°Did you not receive medical care after the injury? It¡¯s apparent that the wounds were


    swollen and infected previously. Afterward, this resulted in the festering of the face. It¡¯s no wonder that


    your whole face is destroyed even though there are only a few scars.¡±


    Deirdre clutched the hem of her top tightly without her notice and felt suffocated.


    She remembered being kept in the small, dark room of solitary confinement when she was in prison.


    The ce was not only humid, but it also smelled terrible. The wounds on her face had begun to itch


    and fester in a few days.


    She had attempted to seek help because the infection felt extremely unpleasant, yet in return, the


    prison guard had berated her impatiently by saying, ¡°You returned from the infirmary a few days ago.


    Why do you want to go again today? You think you¡¯re some hot sh*t, right? Don¡¯t think about going


    when your family has yet to pay for the previous treatment charges. You¡¯ll get to go again when the


    money is paid.¡±


    The only family she had had was Ophelia, who suffered from psychiatric illness. As for Brendan¡­ He


    would never pay the prison to provide treatment for her. As a result, her face had been destroyed.


    Deirdre inquired closely, ¡°Can it be cured?¡±


    Dr. Engle heaved a sigh and replied, ¡°It¡¯s quite difficult. However, it is doable with today¡¯s developed


    medical field. We will only need a longer period to do so.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s fine, even if it¡¯s time-consuming.¡± Deirdre smiled bitterly. The only thing she had abundant these


    days.


    was time.


    ¡°Sure. I shall make arrangements for the reconstruction surgery n first to restore your face to your


    previous appearance as best as possible. Don¡¯t worry.¡±


    ¡°Alright, thank you for taking the trouble to do this.¡±


    Deirdre was slightly distracted when she shut the door after Dr. Engle left..


    In fact, she even thought about how she would not have had to endure so many hardships had she met


    Kyran earlier.


    ¡°Deirdre.¡±


    Deirdre perked up when she heard themotion behind her. ¡°What¡¯s going on?¡±


    Kyran hesitated before he took it upon himself to ask the question. It was apparent that he was


    suppressing the anger in his expression. ¡°How did your face get injured? Who turned you into your


    current state?¡±


    ¡°Who is it? Deirdre was stunned. ¡®It was my foolishness, I guess.¡±


    She was under the assumption that Brendan would let her and Ophelia off, yet in the end, she had


    made a fool of herself.


    ¡°I¡¯ve forgotten.¡± Deirdre lowered her gaze and suppressed her train of thought. ¡°I remember that


    someone hurt my face, but my living condition at the time was poor, and I had no money to seek


    treatment, so I


    turned into this.¡±


    Kyran fell silent for a long time. Soon afterward, she heard amotion.


    ¡°Kyran?¡±


    Deirdre hastily approached him and felt two arms wrapping around her body. Kyran hugged her


    strenuously and ced his chin on her head as if he had exhausted every ounce of strength in his


    body. His breathing sounded rushed as well.


    Deirdre¡¯s heart softened bit by bit and melted away in his hug. She shut her eyes and enjoyed it.


    It was very warm and gradually warmed up her withered heart so that she could muster the courage to


    let her guard down.


    She came to trust that there was no darkness and sadness in this world willingly.


    Then, Kyran picked up his phone and made a promise.


    ¡°I didn¡¯t manage to get to know you when you were going through your most difficult period in the past.


    I¡¯ll do all in my power to protect you and not let you get hurt even for the slightest bit at all times from


    now.


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    ¡®I¡¯ll do all in my power to protect you and not let you get hurt even for the slightest bit at all times from.


    now on.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s eyes stung with tears, and she said smilingly, ¡°I¡¯m not worth it, Kyran¡­¡±


    ¡°If it¡¯s not worth it to protect you, there¡¯s nothing else in this world that is worth it then.¡±


    He answered in such a calm, natural manner. Deirdre choked up-she was deeply moved but didn¡¯t


    know


    what to do.

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    Chapter 396 I¡¯d Keep You Company


    Den opened the door and entered the room just in time to hear his remark. He chuckled and said,


    ¡°You guys sure are lovey-dovey.¡±


    Deirdre lowered her head in embarrassment and fiddled with the nket. Kyran asked, ¡°How can I help


    you?¡±


    1 had something to go over with you initially, but I would like you to teach me now how to keep a


    straight face when you make such a sick, flirtatious remark?¡± Den muttered, ¡°Do you feel less shame


    because you¡¯re using the phone to convey the message?¡±


    Kyran replied in a righteous tone, ¡°If the heart is sincere, the remark is no longer flirtatious, but it¡¯s the


    truth from one¡¯s heart.¡±


    Den said in a pleading manner, ¡°Alright then, I can¡¯t win an argument against you, anyway. How is


    Miss McKinnon¡¯s face? Does Dr. Engle think that it can be restored?¡±


    Deirdre raised her head subconsciously when she heard her name. ¡°Hmm. Dr. Engle said that it is


    slightly difficult, but it should be fine.¡±


    ¡°Great then. He¡¯s very famous in his profession. Don¡¯t worry. Set your mind at ease to treat your face.


    You get to recuperate with Kyran here coincidentally.¡±


    ¡°Hmm.¡± Deirdre nodded and said, ¡°Thank you to all of you for being so concerned about my face.¡±


    ¡°Why are you thanking us?¡± Den smiled mischievously and said, ¡°We¡¯re a family.¡±


    He left when Deirdre¡¯s face started blushing.


    Deirdre stayed in Kyran¡¯s room and helped to give him a sponging at night. She was already getting


    quite used to this that she could do it without feeling nervous, but she still avoided the crucial part.


    Another week passed, and Dr. Engle made arrangements for the surgery. Deirdrey on the operating


    table and thought about Kyran¡¯sforting words. He had said that he would keep herpany.


    Deirdre lost consciousness after the anesthesia was administered. When she woke up again, her face


    was stinging with pain and wrapped in bandages. She was about to touch her face when Dr. Engle


    hastily said, ¡°Don¡¯t touch the surgical site. The surgery is a sess, but you will still need to let it heal


    before your can see the effect. If the effect is unsatisfactory, we¡¯ll need to do it again.¡±


    Deirdre lowered her hands. ¡°Where am I now?¡±


    ¡°On the operating table,¡± answered Dr. Engle. He could not refrain from saying, ¡°Mr. Reed cares about


    you. very much. He couldn¡¯t bear to wait in the bed, so he¡¯s waiting for you at the door specifically.¡±


    ¡°What!?¡± Deirdre moved abruptly and found herself in pain. However, she was terribly worried and tried


    to get up. ¡°How could he wait outside when he is still injured?¡±


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    ¡°That¡¯s right. A few nurses tried to persuade him repeatedly, but they failed. I told him too that it¡¯s just a


    reconstruction surgery and not some extremely high-risk surgery, but he refused to give in.¡±


    Dr. Engle smiled and added, ¡°I can only say that Mr. Reed cares about you too much. I don¡¯t


    understand how you two are still not dating. Are you willing to let a man who is gentle, caring, and


    determined to treat you well look at you piteously without even having the ability to hold your hand?¡±


    Deirdre fell silent. Dr. Engle¡¯s remark deeply moved her, and she began to scrutinize her rtionship


    with Kyran seriously.


    She noticed that she did not reject Kyran¡¯s kind intentions, but she wondered if she had feelings for


    him.


    ¡®Is it fair for Kyran when I don¡¯t have feelings for him?¡¯


    Her head was in a chaotic mess. When she was jolted back to reality, she said, ¡°Can you please send


    me outside?¡±


    The nurse hastily stretched out her hands to help send Deirdre to the door.


    Kyran stood in front of the operating theater. When he saw Deirdre, he walked a few steps to her with


    great difficulty, his hand holding his abdomen.


    Deirdre noticed his action and stretched out her arms to help him subconsciously. She could not refrain


    from feeling tenderhearted. ¡°Why do you insist oning when you should be resting in bed? What if


    your wound were to rupture?¡±


    Kyran replied with his phone, ¡°It has been a week, and it is recovering well. I¡¯ll just need to be careful


    when I walk. Moreover, I promised you that I¡¯d keep youpany.¡±

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    Resent Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 397


    Chapter 397 Discerning Eyes to Tell Greatness


    Deirdre was under the assumption that thepany that Kyran mentioned was that he would keep her


    company from the bed, and she did not expect him to¡­


    She was rather concerned, yet she felt warm and fuzzy inside her. She said softly, ¡°Don¡¯t do that again


    in the future. The loss outweighs the gain if you get injured.¡±


    ¡°Sure, I won¡¯t do it next time.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s expression rxed. ¡°I¡¯ll help you get back to the room.¡±


    One was having trouble walking, while the other could not see. They walked cautiously and ended up


    sweating by the time they got to the room.


    Kyran sounded like he was chuckling.


    Deirdre was confused. ¡°Why are you chuckling?¡±


    ¡°Nothing.¡± Kyran suppressed the urge tough and typed, ¡°I felt that we were supporting each other to


    walk with hobbled steps earlier like how we would when we¡¯re old.¡±


    Deirdre was stunned upon hearing the remark.


    ¡®When we¡¯re old? He is thinking about how we will be when we are old¡­. Does he think we will still be


    together and support each other until we are old?¡±


    As soon as the thought urred to her, Deirdre felt an ineffable emotion. Her palms were sticky with


    sweat, and her chest was burning as if something was ignited in her heart.


    She had never thought about the future. In fact, she had even considered suicide because her life was


    a dark mess. Even when she decided to live for Ophelia afterward, she was still living from day to day.


    She did not expect that Kyran would talk about their old age.


    ¡®Does he think that we will grow old together?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s fingers were trembling.


    Kyran asked, ¡°What¡¯s going on?¡±


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    Deirdre kept her head lowered because she could not conceal the change in her expression.


    ¡°Nothing¡­


    In fact, she had no idea what was going on with her either.


    Den came as well halfway to check on Deirdre¡¯s surgery result.


    Deirdre said, ¡°I¡¯m not too sure about the details because I will have to wait for two more weeks to see


    the result after the bandages are removed.¡±


    ¡°You should do just fine. Dr. Engle mentioned that the sess rate of this surgery is very high, so you


    should most probably be fine. You¡¯ll just need time to heal.¡± Den smiled and said, ¡°However, I¡¯m


    quite eager to see how you look after the bandages are removed.¡±


    Den could feel a warning gaze from the bed when he finished his sentence. He raised his hands as


    a sign of surrender. ¡°Kyran, you¡¯re kind of possessive, aren¡¯t you? It¡¯s only normal for one to be curious.


    The rtionship between Miss McKinnon and I is still very pure.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s expression changed. If she could, she would like to see Kyran¡¯s reaction with her own eyes.


    Two weeks was not too short or too long, and there was no telling what would be the result of the


    surgery Once the bandages were removed.


    Soon, two weeks passed. The piercing pain and swelling of Deirdre¡¯s face reduced gradually as well.


    Deirdre felt ineffable anxiety as she sat in the doctor¡¯s office for her bandages¡¯ removal.


    The room was all quiet when the bandages were removed


    ¡°What¡¯s going on?¡± Deirdre was ridden with anxiety. ¡®Is it not fully healed yet?¡±


    Dr. Engle sounded rather satisfied. ¡°The recovery progress is considered rather good for two weeks.¡±


    The woman¡¯s forehead area was already recovering at a visible speed, but an uneven wound on her


    cheek. still remained.


    ¡°You may still need toe to dress the wound once every other day, and we¡¯ll check on the result in


    two weeks. However¡­¡± Dr. Engle smiled and said, ¡°You have beautiful eyes from the start, so we


    should be able to see your beautiful face when the skin around your forehead heals. Kyran has


    discerning eyes to tell greatness.¡±


    ¡®Kyran¡­¡±


    At the mention of the name, Deirdre lowered her head shyly for a moment before realizing that her


    face. had recovered significantly after the surgery.


    She did not have much hope from the start.


    Dr. Engle dressed her wound again and bandaged only the lower half of her face, exposing her eyes.


    He put a mask on Deirdre¡¯s face and was stunned for a moment.

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    Resent Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 398


    Chapter 398 Hit On Her


    ¡°Dr. Engle, what¡¯s going on? Is there an issue?¡± Deirdre could not help feeling anxious.


    Meanwhile, a nurse knocked on the door and entered the office to send in some documents. She took


    a nce at Deirdre and asked, ¡°Why isn¡¯t Miss McKinnon in yet? Isn¡¯t today the day to remove her


    dressing?¡±


    Dr. Engle chuckled and said, ¡°Miss McKinnon is here, isn¡¯t she?¡±


    The nurse was astonished. Half of Deirdre¡¯s face was concealed by the mask, and her eyes were


    extremely beautiful and crystal clear. One could tell at one nce that her facial features were


    outstanding and beautiful.


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    ¡°Uh¡­ Is this Miss McKinnon?¡± The nurse was incredulous. The skin around Deirdre¡¯s eyes was filled


    with chunky scars and mangled flesh in the past. It was so bad that she did not want to take a second


    nce. at Deirdre after seeing her skin condition, regardless of how beautiful her eyes were.


    Now that the skin around her eyes was restored impressively, her beauty was disyed naturally.


    The nurse recovered from her surprise and said, ¡°You can tell that she¡¯s beautiful after half of her face


    is restored. If the other half is restored, perhaps not even a celebrity canpare to her.¡±


    Herpliment was overrated, yet Deirdre could not help feeling pleased. She touched her forehead


    and felt her skin, previously riddled with scars, to be smooth and fine now. The terrifying scars had


    vanished, and her skin felt as tender as a teenage girl¡¯s.


    ¡®Kyran¡­ How would he react if he were to see me now?¡±


    Deirdre could not help clenching her hands nervously. Kyran wanted toe with her initially, but she


    ordered him to stay in the room because she was worried about his injury and her surgery being a


    failure. She felt eager to show him now.


    ¡°May I leave, Dr. Engle?¡±


    ¡°Are you going back to show Mr. Reed your recovery?¡± Dr. Engle teased her. He chuckled and said


    when he noticed Deirdre¡¯s embarrassment, ¡°Go bute back for the wound dressing next week.¡±


    ¡°Thank you so much.¡±


    Deirdre felt her heart burning with eagerness as she walked along the wall.


    Half of her face was restored, but the areas around her cheeks were the most severely injured.


    She walked to the room ording to her memory. Suddenly, she heard the sound of footstepsing


    from behind her. Soon afterward, a man stood before her.


    ¡°Hello, pretty. You have very beautiful eyes. Can I have your number?¡±


    ¡®My number?


    Deirdre was astonished in the beginning. Why would someone ask for her number? She wondered if


    the person was trying to ridicule her on purpose, but she then realized that the upper half of her face


    had almost fully recovered and that she had a mask on.


    It was only natural for another person to think that the area of her face under her eyes was not covered


    in


    scars.


    Deirdre could not help feeling sad and declined the man by saying softly, ¡°I¡¯m sorry, but I can¡¯t give you


    my number.¡±


    Deirdre was worried the man would be furious when she declined his request. She was scared that the


    man would find her unappreciative, yet the man was only dejected for a moment before he said, ¡±


    Understandable. After all, you¡¯re so beautiful. I¡¯m sure that countless people want your number. It will


    be troubling for you to give your number to everyone.¡±


    Deirdre raised her head and said calmly, ¡°I¡¯m not beautiful.¡±


    ¡°Your eyes! Your eyes are beautiful, so I¡¯m sure the rest of your face is just as beautiful. Also, you have


    a goodplexion. You will surely be even more breathtaking when you remove your mask.¡± The man


    smiled confidently and then came to notice Deirdre¡¯s unfocused eyes. ¡°What¡¯s with your eyes?¡±


    ¡°Hmm, I¡¯m blind. I can¡¯t see.¡±

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    Resent Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 399


    Chapter 399 I¡¯m Jealous


    The man inhaled and said in a regretful tone, ¡°It¡¯s truly a¡­.. You have such beautiful eyes.¡±


    Soon afterward, the man said, ¡°Where are you going? Do you need my help to send you to the ce


    you want to go?¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s fine.¡± Deirdre pondered closely and declined his offer. ¡°I am used to this and can go by myself.¡±


    ¡°Let me send you. The hospital is crowded. You might get turned around if someone were to knock you


    over, and you might be unable to tell where you are.¡±


    Deirdre was about to decline when she suddenly heard a phone¡¯s mechanical voiceing from


    ahead. of her. ¡°Deirdre.¡±


    It was Kyran.


    Deirdre raised her head abruptly. The man¡¯s arms wrapped around her, and the hug was tightened the


    next moment to protect her.


    Kyran seemed to be on guard and exuded hostility. The man did not even have time to react to the


    situation before Kyran took it upon himself to speak through the phone. ¡°Why did youe back by


    yourself? I could havee for you.¡±


    He seemed to be dering his possessiveness over her. The man was recalcitrant initially, yet he was


    sensible enough to leave after seeing Kyran¡¯s face


    Kyran loosened his grip after the man left, but he still exuded a faint trace of anger.


    Deirdre blinked innocently. ¡°Are you angry, Kyran?¡±


    ¡°Why do you ask?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s mind went nk. Naturally, he could sense his anger.


    ¡°I can feel that you seem unhappy. Did something happen? Is it because of that man earlier?¡±


    Kyran fell silent for a moment before he typed, ¡°Take a guess of why I¡¯m unhappy.¡±


    Deirdre bit her lower lip in confusion while Kyran said, ¡°I¡¯m jealous.¡±


    Deirdre was enlightened, and her heart started racing. She felt warmth in her cheeks.


    ¡®Jealous? He¡¯s jealous of me talking to that man?¡±


    Kyran continued. ¡°Am I being rather difficult? We are bound by any special rtionship, yet I feel angry


    for no apparent reason when I see someone hitting on you. I suppose you can describe me as being


    selfish.¡±


    ¡°Why do you talk about yourself in that manner?¡± Deirdre refuted and said softly, ¡°It¡¯s very normal for


    you. to behave this way.¡±


    ¡°Aren¡¯t you scared?¡±


    Deirdre shook her head. Honestly, she was confused. ¡°Why should I be scared?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m not your boyfriend, but I¡¯m performing the duty of a boyfriend without my notice. My action is


    stripping away your right of choice and freedom.¡±


    Deirdre lowered her head. ¡®How should I reply? How should I let him know that I don¡¯t mind?¡±


    ¡°That person¡¯s interest was piqued because of my eyes. On the other hand, I don¡¯t have any feelings


    for him, so I didn¡¯t feel any uneasiness when you showed up,¡± she exined softly.


    ¡°What if this is how I will always be from now on?¡±


    ¡°That¡¯s fine too.¡±


    Kyran fell silent. After a long while, he tucked her hair behind her ear. ¡°Deirdre, do you know what this


    signifies when you put it this way?¡±


    ¡°What does this signify?¡±


    Deirdre came to realize the situation as soon as she blurted those words. Soon afterward, her face


    turned


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    scarlet.


    It signified that¡­ she was willing to ept Kyran performing the duty of her boyfriend. She was not


    revolted and displeased by his behavior. On the contrary, she weed him with boundless hospitality.


    ¡®Isn¡¯t this equal to him professing his feelings for me?¡¯


    Deirdre found herself fortunate that the bandages and mask covered her face. Otherwise, her blush


    would be startling.


    Kyran looked at her pleasant face with lowered eyes and could not refrain from stretching out his hand.


    He wanted to touch her asionally but refrained from doing so. ¡°I shouldn¡¯t do this.¡±


    He made a promise. ¡°I won¡¯t do it again from now on. Deirdre, it¡¯s your freedom to engage in normal


    social interaction with other men.¡±


    Deirdre was stunned for a moment while Kyran changed the topic of conversation. ¡°Put your hand on


    me. We should head back to the room.¡±


    ¡°Sure¡­¡± Deirdre stretched out her arm. She felt a knot in the pit of her stomach for an unknown reason


    when she heard Kyran¡¯s remark.

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    Resent Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 400


    Chapter 400 Care About What I Think of You


    Deirdre realized that Kyran did not react to her face after they returned to the room.


    Even though only the upper half of her face was restored, it was very startling to see her current face


    compared to her previously mangled face. Unexpectedly, Kyran behaved as if he was used to the sight


    of her.


    Deirdre was confused about that.


    After staying in the room for a while, Kyran behaved as if he realized something and asked, ¡°Why are


    you still wearing the mask?¡±


    Deirdre exined softly, ¡°The recovery of my upper face is quite well, but my cheeks are still severely


    injured. Dr. Engle said that the recovery will be slower and that I will require regr wound dressing.


    We should be able to see some results in another two weeks or so.¡±


    ¡°Alright.¡±


    ¡°Alright? That¡¯s all?¡¯


    Deirdre could not conceal the disappointment in her eyes.


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    ¡°Kyran, I¡¯ve already sent the staff members to measure and pave the road on the Vige Alnwick


    project. Later-¡± Den opened the door and entered the room. His voice halted to a stop the moment


    he saw Deirdre.


    Even though he recognized her, he said with raised eyebrows, ¡°It¡¯s no wonder Dr. Engle is said to be


    skilled in facial reconstruction. Miss McKinnon, you have transformed so much that I wouldn¡¯t be able


    to recognize you on the streets.¡±


    Deirdre felt her heart sink for a brief moment. At the same time, she felt shy.


    If Den was so surprised, why was Kyran so calm when he saw her face?


    Deirdre forced a smile. ¡°Mr. King, you¡¯re exaggerating.¡±


    ¡°No, no, no. It¡¯s not an exaggeration at all. I didn¡¯t pay much attention to your eyes in the past. I didn¡¯t


    expect your eyes to be so beautiful. I¡¯m beginning to wonder whether Kyran could see your beauty from


    the start, and that is why he is doing everything he can to pursue you.¡±


    He teased while Kyran darted a look at him. ¡°Don¡¯t think that everyone is as vulgar as you.¡±


    ¡°Yes, yes, yes. I¡¯m vulgar.¡±


    Afterward, Den and Kyran chatted about work, and he asked before he left, ¡°Miss McKinnon, are


    your allowed to go outside with your wound?¡±


    Deirdre touched her mask and felt that her recovering wound was still dressed in bandages. She


    nodded and asked, ¡°Why?¡±


    Den pulled two tickets out of his pocket. ¡°I just remembered that the partner I met today gave me


    two tickets to the amusement park. I¡¯m too busy, so I won¡¯t be able to go. If you¡¯re interested, Kyran


    can go with you. His injury is almost healed, so he should be fine with walking.¡±


    As he was speaking, Den passed the tickets to Deirdre and left. Deirdre held the tickets in her hand.


    and felt dazed.


    ¡®Amusement park?¡±


    She had never dared to visit an amusement park because she was afraid that she would scare the


    passersby or be criticized by others. Most importantly, she needed someone¡¯s help to get around and


    did not wish to trouble the person who apanied her.


    However, she wondered if she had acquired the right and freedom to go outside for some fresh air in


    her current condition.


    She was hesitant, but Kyran could see her concern and asked, ¡°Do you want to go? I cane with


    you if you want. Don¡¯t worry.¡±


    Deirdre shook her head. ¡°I don¡¯t know.¡±


    ¡°Go if you want, and don¡¯t go if you don¡¯t want. How can you not know?¡±


    ¡°Uh¡­ Kyran.¡± Deirdre inhaled a deep breath and said, ¡°Do you think I can go out in my current state?¡±


    Kyran stopped and shifted his gaze to the woman¡¯s face with a frown. ¡°Why do you ask that?¡±


    ¡°Your reaction¡­¡± Deirdre still voiced out the misgiving that she hid in her heart. ¡°The recovery of my


    upper face is supposed to be quite good, but why have you not reacted to my recovery?¡±


    Kyran¡¯s gaze turned gentle. ¡°Deirdre, are you asking me this because you care about what I think of


    you?¡±

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    Resent Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 401


    Chapter 401 Happy Dating!


    Deirdre¡¯s cheeks burned. If she admitted to it-well, would it not make it seem like she cared a lot about


    what Kyran thought of her?


    The end of Kyran¡¯s lips curled. His sincerity bled as he typed, ¡°I¡¯m stoked to hear that you care about


    what I think.¡±


    Deirdre lowered her head, but no amount of searching provided her any good counterargument. ¡°So?


    Why didn¡¯t you say anything, then? Unless both Mr. Engel and Mr. King were lying¡­


    ¡°Maybe they were, but what about the man who flirted with you? Do you really think he was lying?¡±


    Kyran argued, his eyes nailed to the blind woman¡¯s own. They were unfocused and ssy, but her


    eyes had always been so clear and transparent.


    He lowered the phone¡¯s volume. ¡°You¡¯ve always been beautiful, Deirdre. I didn¡¯t react back then


    because


    Silence. His phone stopped speaking for him. Deirdre had not had the time to wonder what had


    happened when she felt him slowly inching close.


    She could feel his breath beating on her. She felt a tightening in her chest. Her eyshes were


    trembling- and then, she felt his soft lips gently caressing hershes.


    It was as quick as a dragonfly¡¯s touch on a pond-his warmth faded as quickly as it descended. But she


    could feel how much care he put into her. His breathing had be a bit morebored.


    He released her. ¡°Because my reaction would have been inappropriate¡­ It would have been intimate.


    Like just now.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s mind nked. Her grip tightened around the tickets.


    ¡°So, I tried my best not to think about how beautiful your eyes are,¡± he typed. ¡°Don¡¯t ever put yourself


    down, Deirdre. You¡¯ve always been wonderful.¡±


    She had always been¡­ wonderful?


    Deirdre¡¯s chest was glowing with warmth. He lit a fire in her, and it was taking away her breaths. She


    had thought her life was over and done. She never expected herself to be found, cared for, and loved.


    She never expected anyone to think she was wonderful.


    ¡°I m-made up my mind,¡± she murmured, her quiet voice unable to disguise her resolve. The edge of her


    eyes was wrinkled. ¡°Kyran, would you like to go to the amusement park with me?¡±


    Kyran gazed at her softly. There was not a moment he wasted in his reply. ¡°The pleasure is all mine.¡±


    The time for their trip was tomorrow morning. The first thing Deirdre did after waking up was to call


    Den to inform him that he didn¡¯t need toe for herter.


    ¡°So, I¡¯m guessing you two decided to go out?¡±


    ¡°Yea,¡± she replied. ¡°I¡¯ll be extra careful, so Kyran won¡¯t get hurt. We won¡¯t do anything extreme, I


    promise.¡±


    Denughed. ¡°Frankly, I don¡¯t give a damn about him. It¡¯s you I am rather worried about! Remember


    to follow Kyran anywhere you go, okay? Don¡¯t wander off on your own!¡±


    She remembered the stalker incident from before and felt her heart tightening a little. ¡°Got it.¡±


    ¡°And this is my cue to hang up. Happy dating!¡±


    With that, Den hung up, leaving Deirdre frozen in her seat. ¡®Dating!?¡±


    Her cheeks were burning so much that she wondered if her mask could really cover them. She looked


    up instinctively, unsure whether Kyran had heard him or not


    She might not know it, but Kyran had heard every word. His eyes were smiling. The only reason he


    managed to hide his joy was that the mechanical voice from his phone sounded t.


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    ¡°Let¡¯s get changed. Time to go.¡±


    ¡°Right.¡± Deirdre hung her head, grabbed her clothes, and got changed. They hailed a cab outside the


    hospital.


    The journey was long, and the driver was the kind who would take advantage of the distance and


    prattle good-naturedly. ¡°Gonna enjoy yourselves in the amusement park, huh, love birds?¡±


    Deirdre was flustered by his word choice and looked down. ¡°H-He¡¯s not my boyfriend!¡±


    Her protest was too soft to overpower the sound of the car radio. The driver simply continued. ¡°That


    amusement park is a newly built one, I heard, so you should expect a huge crowd now. But it¡¯s a pretty


    good ce to hang out. You can see the sea from the highest spot on the Ferris wheel! Oh, beautiful


    as h* ck.


    ¡°And the roller-coaster there, woohoo! I got a ride with my honey, and let me tell you, it was just


    therapeutic being thrown around like that! Just grab your boyfriend¡¯s arm and close your eyes, miss,


    and you won¡¯t have anything to be afraid of anymore!¡±

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    Resent Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 402


    Chapter 402 I Don¡¯t Want the Ferris Wheel Ride!


    ¡®G-Grab Kyran¡¯s arm?¡±


    Deirdre lifted her fingertip and realized, btedly, that she had been sitting this close to him the entire.


    time. She could touch his finger from her end!


    ¡°You misunderstood, sir. We¡¯re not a couple,¡± she exined hastily.


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    ¡°Are you sure about that, miss? Because your not-boyfriend has been looking at you with goo-goo


    eyes. the whole time!¡± The driver teased,ughing. ¡°No need to be shy. I¡¯ve been there. I know what it¡¯s


    like.¡±


    Deirdre froze and suddenly felt a pair of burning gazending on her. She lowered her eyes, and


    suddenly, the man¡¯s fingers walked into hers before depositing a firm, solid object in her palm.


    Deirdre felt it for a moment before realizing it was a pair of Bluetooth earpieces. Perplexed, she


    plucked them into her ears and heard Kyran¡¯s mechanical voice, ¡°We¡¯re getting close. Remember to


    stay close to


    me.¡±


    He had opted to use this method as their means ofmunication in a crowd, but it also meant that


    she was the only one who could hear him speak


    The air around them just got a little¡­ intriguing.


    Their ever-delighted driver watched their interaction in full view. ¡°Not a couple, she said! Then why do I


    see sparks flying, eyes getting rosy, the whole shebang, huh? You two could be married already with


    that level of chemistry, miss! I honestly think you two are a match made in heaven!¡±


    Deirdre knew that nothing she said could dissuade the driver from his verdict by this point, so she kept


    quiet. It did not stop thetter from running out of topics, though. The driver simply entertained them


    with romantic tales between him and his wife.


    His story came to an end right as they arrived. Kyran paid, and Deirdre got out of the car first as he did.


    She could not see where she was, but she could hear the first wave of bustling cheers washing all over


    her.


    She was troubled. Had they picked the wrong time?


    She took a step forward and heard Kyran¡¯s voice in her earpieces. ¡°Careful.¡±


    He strode toward her and held her hand, his other one typing with a firm purpose, ¡°You almost ran into


    something. Please don¡¯t wander off on your own and follow me.¡±


    ¡°Ran into something? Deirdre did not feel anything nearing her just now, but if Kyran said it, she


    thought it was likely true. ¡°Sorry,¡± she said apologetically.


    Kyran squeezed her hand silently. The warmth in his palm wrapped itself around Deirdre, and she


    thinned her lips.


    ¡°Where should we go first?¡± he asked.


    Deirdre thought for a moment. ¡°Let¡¯s not do anything too extreme. I don¡¯t want your injuries to get


    ripped


    open


    ¡°Ferris wheel?¡±


    Deirdre stiffened. Kyran continued. ¡°The driver said you could see the sea from there.¡±


    But¡­ the Ferris wheel? Deirdre¡¯s breathing hitched. Her mind was suddenly scrambled and cluttered.


    She could not stop herself from remembering-Brendan taking her on a Ferris wheel ride. Back then, he


    had


    been someonepletely different. He was gentle, meticulous, and even kind. She had been drawn


    into the mirage as if under a spell and thought it would be nice if that momentsted forever.


    But it was really a disguise-a sugary mirageid over her mother¡¯s gruesome death!


    ¡°I don¡¯t want the Ferris wheel ride!¡± Deirdre huffed, shaking her head to dispel her nausea, and hid the


    fact. that her eyes had turned red.


    Her sudden outburst immediatelymanded Kyran¡¯s attention. Frowning, he caressed her pale cheek


    and asked, ¡°What¡¯s the matter?¡±


    Deirdre did not want it to affect Kyran, so she forced herself to calm down. ¡°It¡¯s¡­ just that it¡¯s pointless


    for me, specifically. You know I can¡¯t see anything up there, right? Doesn¡¯t matter how pretty the view


    gets. I just can¡¯t.¡±


    ¡°Then I¡¯ll describe it for you. I¡¯ll tell you how beautiful the view is in such vivid detail, and you will think


    you¡¯re looking at it yourself.¡±


    Deirdre felt a cold shiver crawling up her spine.

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    Resent Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 403


    Chapter 403 A Chance Meeting with Freya


    Brendan had said something simr to her before. He had even put his money where his mouth was,


    taking her hand and letting it graze the ss as he described where everything was and how beautiful


    they were.


    Anxiety swept across Deirdre like a gue. She forced herself to calm down, reining her mind from


    wilder and wilder imagination. Kyran and Brendan were not the same! They could not be the same


    person!


    ¡°No, I¡¯m good. I¡¯m afraid of heights.¡±


    Kyran was silent for a moment. Then, he typed, ¡°Okay, so no heights. What about the carousel?¡±


    ¡°Mm-hmm.¡±


    Kyran held her hand and led her to the line.


    Nearby, Freya and her friends were munching on some snacks. Her friend sounded incredulous when


    she asked, ¡°So, you got fired just like that? Because that Kyran Reed guy said so? What an *sshole!


    Who the h* Il does he think he is? Is he really that big of a hotshot?¡±


    ¡°How was I supposed to know? All I know is that even the director treated him like royalty!¡± Freya


    snapped and took a big bite off her popsicle in lividity ¡°It¡¯s not him who¡¯s the ¡°sshole, though. It¡¯s that


    freak of nature! She¡¯s the reason he wouldn¡¯t look at me and the reason I lost my job. Like, make it


    make sense! How can someone who looks so b*tt f*ckingly ugly even attract Kyran¡¯s attention? How


    blind is he? Doesn¡¯t the freak just make his stomach turn?¡±


    ¡°Who knows?¡± Her friend pouted. She was just as upset to hear about how an ugly woman had


    managed to steal the heart of a wealthy man either, so she cast a malicious guess. ¡°Maybe she¡¯s just


    really good at the art of a wh*re?¡±


    ¡°Oh my God, I swear! Get that image out of my head! How could he possibly even go through with sex


    after looking at her?!¡±


    The friend shrugged. ¡°Turn off the lights, and men are none the wiser.¡±


    Freya tittered and yfully smacked her friend¡¯s back.


    The friend scanned the line nearby them and pointed at a man who seemed to be a pair with another


    woman. ¡°Look at this one. Is it me, or does he look like a winner? Those are some good clothes he¡¯s


    wearing, and that height? Yeap, totally a supermodel. I just wish I could see his face from here¡­¡±


    Freya was uninterested. Pursing her lips, she muttered, ¡°I doubt he¡¯s a match to Kyran anyway.¡±


    ¡°Kyran isn¡¯t the only good-looking male in this entire world, sis. Who knows? Maybe he could have


    Kyran soundly beaten?¡±


    Freya was still too upset about Kyran¡¯s incident, so she scanned the young man nomittally.


    Strangely enough, she felt as though she had seen this man before.


    Then, suddenly, Kyran turned. His cool gaze fell onto some of the food the patrons were having before


    he typed, ¡°You wanna grab something to eat?¡±


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    Deirdre rubbed her stomach, a little embarrassed. ¡°I admit, I¡¯m kinda hungry.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯ll buy something for us. Wait here. Don¡¯t go anywhere!¡±


    ¡°Okay.¡±


    Kyran started toward Freya and her friend¡¯s direction, stopped just a few steps away, and looked down


    at


    his phone to begin his order.


    Freya gawked. Her mouth was agape in disbelief. Her friend noticed her loss ofposure and


    dragged her aside, though Freya found her heart racing just as wildly. When Kyran put on a suit, he


    looked even more ridiculously hot.


    ¡°Are my eyes deceiving me, or is that¡­ Kyran Reed?¡± Arianne murmured under her breath.


    Freya snapped back to her senses. Her cheeks turned pink. ¡°Your eyes are right. It is him!¡±


    ¡°So that¡¯s Kyran?¡± Arianne¡¯s voice could hardly contain her disbelief. ¡°Isn¡¯t he in the hospital or


    something? Why is he here?¡±


    ¡°Maybe his wound has healed, so now he¡¯s changing the scenery for a bit. Half a month has passed,


    remember?¡± answered Freya.


    ¡°Good point.¡± Her friend nodded. Then, as though a thought had leaped into her mind, she quickly


    added, But what about that freak who¡¯s with Kyran? Is that the woman over there? Oh my God! He¡¯s


    not actually crazy enough to bring her with him, right? People will jeer andugh at them!¡±


    She quickly turned in the direction of the line. Freya followed Arianne¡¯s gaze as well.


    The woman turned, and she got the shock of her life.

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    Resent Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 404


    Chapter 404 It Feels Like We¡¯ve Been Together Forever


    Despite wearing a mask over half of her face, Freya could tell from Deirdre¡¯s beautiful eyes and her


    smooth, glowing skin that she was looking at a gorgeous beauty.


    More importantly, there was no way Deirdre McKinnon, the freak, was this same young woman!


    Arianne saw it, too. She perused the woman among the line-takers and questioned aloud, ¡°Uh¡­ Is this


    the freak you mentioned?¡±


    ¡°Of course not!¡± Freya snapped. A flood of shock and anger washed over her She was shocked to see


    Kyran seeing another woman and angry that he had only used that ugly freak to reject her advance.


    She knew it! That freak was a nobody from the start!


    Kyran had gotten his purchase and returned to the young woman¡¯s side He shielded her from the


    crowd¡¯s less gentle pushes with such sweet devotion that Arianne could not stop herself from


    remarking, ¡°I can¡¯t believe I¡¯m seeing this. Mr. Reed, famous for being reserved and quiet and asocial


    Being a sweet, caring gentleman to a woman like that! No way around it, sis They are with each other¡±


    Envy shot up Freya¡¯s chest A thought came to her mind, and her lips curled into a smirk ¡°Hey, An? If


    you were that young woman over there, and you heard that your boyfriend has been in a rtionship


    with a freak more hideous than pus, how would you feel?¡±


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    ¡°I¡¯d be freaking pissed.¡± Arianne blurted out ¡°It¡¯s like telling me I¡¯m as attractive as a repulsive


    freakshow!¡±


    She stopped. Turning slowly to Freya, she said slowly. ¡°Er, you¡¯re not actually thinking


    Freya said nothing Biting her thumb, she scowled at the couple, her embittered eyes as lethal as


    daggers.


    Deirdre quickly pulled her mask down to take a bite Suddenly, she felt something zeroing onto her


    back, as though she was being preyed upon, and turned around in difort


    ¡°What¡¯s wrong? Not to your taste?¡± Kyran asked, typing.


    ¡°No. It¡¯s exactly what I love.¡± It was weird. She had never told him about her food preferences, and yet


    Kyran managed to buy just the things she liked. He had even gotten the right sauce.


    ¡°I love it,¡± she added, chuckling. ¡°Honestly, sometimes I wonder if I am that much of an open book


    when


    ites to food. You always get me exactly what I love, as if we¡¯ve been together forever.¡±


    Kyran¡¯s gaze softened. ¡°Luck ys a big role, Deirdre. Or maybe it¡¯s as I¡¯ve said, we¡¯re meant to be


    together.¡±


    That came out of nowhere. Deirdre froze a little and blushed, remembering just where they were.


    Fortunately, it was finally their turn, so the moment passed quickly.


    Kyran helped her up a horse and picked one behind her.


    Before it began, Kyran typed, ¡°Grab tight. Don¡¯t fall.¡±


    The voice came to her through her earpieces as though he was whispering in her ears. Stunned, she


    looked back and smiled. ¡°Do I look like I was born yesterday, Kyran? If I could somehow fall off the


    carousel, I¡¯d seriously question my life!¡±


    Her eyes creased from her grin. Kyran found himself staring at her for seconds before breaking himself


    out of the trance with augh. ¡°Alright, alright! You¡¯re an adult who wasn¡¯t born yesterday, so grab on


    tight.¡±


    He did not honestly believe Deirdre would not know how to do something this basic. It was, however,


    the feeling of being cared for that warmed the young woman¡¯s heart.


    The carousel began to spin, and the world waltzed along. It was one of the few times Deirdre got to


    experience some kind of thrill since losing her eyes. Brendan had apanied her to an amusement


    park before, but she could never dare enjoy herself when he was around.


    Now, though, she let her arms spread wide. She let herself bask in the wind and the cheers of people


    around her. If God truly felt bad for her and the life she had led, then she wished He would let this


    happy momentst forever.


    The carousel stopped, but Deirdre¡¯s craving did not feel sated. Her doe-eyes seemed to be glistening in


    joy.


    When Kyran held her hand, she grabbed his back. ¡°So? Did I fall off or not?¡±

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    Resent Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 405


    Chapter 405 Couple Photos


    Kyran¡¯s soft and yearning gaze had never once left Deirdre¡¯s face. He brushed messy strands of hair


    away from her forehead before finally typing, ¡°Yes. Very good.¡±


    Deirdre paused and felt btedly embarrassed. It almost felt as though she was asking for his


    compliment.


    ¡°What do you want to y next?¡± he asked. ¡°I¡¯m all yours.¡±


    She was about to suggest something when she heard the snipping sound of a camera¡¯s shutter. She


    was sensitive to sounds-the sound of a camera, most of all-and immediately turned to the direction of


    the sound.


    Kyran followed her gaze and saw a man taking pictures of them. He frowned.


    The man finally noticed his more outward disy of displeasure and realized his mistake. He lowered


    his camera and began introducing himself, ¡°Oh, I don¡¯t mean any offense! I¡¯m a photographer, and my


    Spidey- Sense just couldn¡¯t overlook the beauty in the way you two interacted and how generally


    beautiful the two of you are! So¡­ I guess my job persona took hold of me before I knew it, haha I really


    didn¡¯t mean to rub you off the wrong way, seriously. If you don¡¯t like it, I¡¯ll delete my pictures as an


    apology.¡±


    ¡°You took photos of us?¡± Deirdre asked, surprised.


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    The man¡¯s eyes shone. ¡°That¡¯s right! Not tooting my own horn here, but I have a distinctive style and


    ir to my pictures. Look at this one! What a wonderful scene! This kind of moment would rake in


    millions of likes on social media, darling! Look, I even have pictures of you two on the carousel¡±


    The man was almost too excited to show off his oeuvre.


    Deirdre hesitated for a moment before letting out an apologeticugh, ¡°S-Sorry. I, uh, can¡¯t see.¡±


    ¡°You what?¡± The man looked up from his camera and stared at her, noticing for the first time that her


    eyes. -beautiful as they were-were ssy and unfocused. It actually made him feel bad for a second.


    In the next moment, he said even more energetically, ¡°So, your boyfriend still brought you here despite


    your sight? Oh. My. God! This is the kind of love story Taylor Swift will write a song about, okay? No


    wonder the vibe between you two is killing me!¡±


    Deirdre was certain they had met a dramatic weirdo. If he knew Kyran was mute, God knew how wide


    his


    mouth would crack open.


    ¡°So¡­ You¡¯ve been taking pictures of us since we were on the carousel?¡±


    ¡°Damn straight!¡± replied the man. ¡°The way your boyfriend looked at you was just so soft! You, enjoying


    all the splendor and joy this world offered you. But behind you¡­ He was enjoying you. How could I not


    raise my camera and immortalize this forever? Man, I took a lot of pictures!¡±


    ¡®So, Kyran¡­ was looking at me?¡±


    Deirdre remembered the way she spread her arms-like a theater kid in Full Drama Mode-and felt her


    cheeks burn. She was so embarrassed that she forgot to correct the man calling Kyran her boyfriend.


    Suddenly, she heard him speak in her ear, ¡°The pictures are beautiful.¡±


    Kyran was telling her he was impressed with the man¡¯s skills-apliment that fanned her intrigue.


    Then, she heard him ask, ¡°Can I keep them?¡±


    ¡®Keep them?¡± Deirdre was stunned. ¡®Keep those photos?¡±


    Part of her agreed. These were irreceable mementos. Deleting them like this would be pretty


    unfortunate.


    ¡°Uh, can you print these pictures out and give them to us? We¡¯ll pay you. We want to have these


    pictures too,¡± she said. ¡°If you like them a lot, you can keep them for your own amusement. But please,


    don¡¯t upload them to the Inte, okay?¡±


    She might have covered most of her face, but her eyes were still distinctive enough for an obsessive


    stalker like Brendan. It was all he would need to recognize her.


    He was still searching for her, and she had every reason and incentive to thwart his effort.


    The man was pleasantly surprised. ¡°Yes, of course! I won¡¯t upload them, then! I can¡¯t print these photos


    out at the moment, so maybe you can leave me an address to post them to?¡±


    ¡®An address¡­¡±


    Deirdre thought for a moment and gave him Madame Russell¡¯s house address. ¡°This one, please.


    Sorry for the trouble.¡±

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    Resent Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 406


    Chapter 406 Quit It Already


    ¡°No trouble, darling! No trouble at all!¡± replied the man, scratching his head and chuckling to himself. ¡°I


    should be the one to thank the two of you! There¡¯s no way I¡¯m the only one contributing to pictures this


    good. The models did at least half of the work in this case! Anyway, I should excuse myself. I hope I get


    an invitation to your eventual,ing-soon wedding!¡±


    He bolted away just like that. Deirdre hardly had the time to exin her rtionship with Kyran.


    Sensing the young man¡¯s burning gazeser-focused on her neck, she apologized under her breath,


    ¡°He fled before I could exin. Besides, I don¡¯t think he¡¯d trust me if I told him we aren¡¯t a couple.¡±


    ¡°I know. That is why I don¡¯t think there¡¯s anything to exin. I like the ¡®misunderstanding¡¯ better.¡±


    Kyran¡¯s smile worsened Deirdre¡¯s embarrassment. She was starting to feel a little sick in her stomach,


    too, and before she knew it, her hand was pressing against her belly.


    The man caught her action and asked, ¡°Do you need the bathroom?¡±


    She nodded sheepishly. He took her hand and dered, ¡°I¡¯ll lead you.¡±


    #


    They weaved in and out of the crowd until they reached their destination. ¡°Here. You can ask anyone


    inside to help to get into the cubicle, and I¡¯ll wait here. If you need anything, just shout.¡±


    ¡°Okay.¡±


    She could not help but feel calm. She followed the direction Kyran gave, and as soon as she bumped


    into a woman, she told them to lead her to one of the toilets.


    By the time she was done, the bathroom had quieted down. She felt her way to the washing basin


    while Freya suddenly strode in, her face half-covered with a cap.


    The scowl she shot at Deirdre was dripping with bitter resentment. She simply could not understand


    why this was the one who had managed to get Kyran¡¯s heart while she had lost. Then, of course, there


    was the performance they had given on the carousel. It only fanned her mes even more.


    She forced herself to sound as calm as she could after approaching Deirdre. ¡°Well, today¡¯s just


    magical, isn¡¯t it? That Kyran Reed sure loves you, doesn¡¯t he?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s hands paused in mid-washing.


    Freya sneered. ¡°What if I tell you it¡¯s a lie? What if I told you that, just half a month ago, he told me he


    had fallen in love with someone in the hospital? That¡¯s right! Don¡¯t be naive, girl. The woman he fell in


    love with was a horribly disfigured, ugly piece of work!


    ¡°He got bored of that woman, so he turned to you to get some kicks, but I bet¡­ they haven¡¯t really


    broken up. Do you know what that means? It means you¡¯re just a number two to an ugly, hideous freak!


    How can you honestly stand there and act like you¡¯re happier than all of us?¡±


    The more Freya spoke, the more impassioned she became. ¡°Here¡¯s a piece of advice out of the


    goodness of my heart. You should leave Kyran as soon as you can. He¡¯s not the kind of man you can


    control, okay? To even think you can somehow make him yours is just delusion-¡±


    ¡°Nurse Rene, stop.¡±


    Freya faltered That voice! It belongs to¡­¡±


    rmed, she studied the woman before her again. Suddenly, she could see it despite her newfound


    beauty-it was the same ugly piece of sh*t from before!


    How was this possible!?


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    ¡°F*ck me! You¡¯re Deirdre McKinnon!?¡±


    Deirdre cast her eyes low to the floor. She could not believe just how stubborn Freya was. She just did


    not know when to quit! ¡°You¡¯re right. It¡¯s me.¡±


    Freya felt as though she had pped herself in the face. Her cheeks burned. ¡°But when? How!? When


    did you face.. I have no idea what happened!¡± she stammered, shocked.


    Deirdre faced her calmly, but her tone was frigid. ¡°Why should you know if my face has recovered? Are


    you the doctor? No. Do you still work in that hospital? No. Why does it shock you to know that you¡¯ve


    no idea I got my face patched up?¡±


    Freya¡¯s mind nked. She shook her head in denial. She could not ept that an ugly, hideous freak


    had somehow undergone a metamorphosis. ¡°No, this is insane! Your disfigurement was so extreme,


    you can¡¯t possibly have that face reconstructed and healed within half a month!¡±


    A twisted grimace shadowed her visage. She narrowed her eyes as though she had found her trump


    card and demanded, ¡°Why are you wearing a mask?¡±

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    Resent Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 407


    Chapter 407 You Can Never Be In Public Without A Mask!


    Deirdre could feel the woman¡¯s jealousy as though it was a tangible gust. She stumbled backward, but


    she was toote. The possessed young woman had lunged, and her fingers extended like ws at her


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    mask.


    Freya yanked it down and revealed bandages covering half of Deirdre¡¯s face. She was almost


    enraptured- as though she had stumbled upon a secret treasure trove ¡°I knew it! I knew it! The lower


    half of your face. is not done yet! It¡¯s still as ugly as sin! That¡¯s why you had to wear a mask. You can¡¯t


    even bear to show it to the world!¡±


    Deirdre ignored her provocation. Frowning, she demanded, ¡°Give my mask back¡±


    Freya was too happy as she had uncovered her secret Mockery and schadenfreude rolled into a single


    gut punch when she continued. ¡°You really think you¡¯re some gorgeous angel fallen out of heaven, huh,


    b* tch? Don¡¯t make meugh! Most of those beautiful masked girls you see on the street actually


    looked like sh*t when you pull their masks away, anyway I guess you¡¯re no different, either!


    ¡°Besides, I knew the level of your disfigurement could not possibly be fixed with knives and stic It¡¯s


    impossible, and I know it! You¡¯ll never be able to go out there and show the public your true face, you


    disgusting, ugly b*tch!¡±


    Deirdre was unperturbed. ¡°Well, okay then I guess I¡¯ll just have to wear a mask for the rest of my life


    Big deal, and honestly, none of your business. If you¡¯re that free, Nurse Rene, may I humbly suggest


    you spend your time honing your skills and attitude to get out of the unemployment line?¡±


    That remark stung Freya. Ever since the hospital fired her, she had trouble getting employed anywhere.


    Her resume was impressive enough that she should have handilynded a position in any private.


    institution, and yet everyone immediately rejected her after reading through her profile


    The only reason she seemed to be cklisted in the industry was because of Kyran. It had to be-no


    one else had that power!


    And the only thing that made Kyran flex that power was Deirdre f*cking McKinnon!


    Jealousy burned in Freya¡¯s eyes like an inferno. She lurched.


    Deirdre grabbed her hand reflexively. ¡°What the h*ll!? What are you-


    ¡°You should be cooped up in your room forever, you b*tch! You have no right to walk among us like


    you¡¯re f*cking better than me! You have no f*cking right or reason to be with Kyran! You have no f*cking


    right, you f*cking wh*re! And I want you to remember who you really are!¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s blindness was a very big disadvantage in the melee. Freya easily grabbed hold of her


    bandage and pulled it as hard as she could.


    The bandages unraveled andnded on her shoulder.


    Half of Deirdre¡¯s face was exposed.


    Freya took one nce at it andughed scornfully. ¡°I knew it, Deirdre! I f*cking knew it! You¡¯re still a


    hideous insult to everyone¡¯s eyes behind this disguise! I can¡¯t believe you thought it was a good idea to


    walk in public looking like sh*t. Seriously, what the f*ck made you think so highly of yourself that you¡¯ve


    got this confidence? If I were you, I would run into ongoing traffic and pull myself out of my misery!¡±


    Deirdre had already expected the lower half of her face to be less eptable than the top half, but the


    way Freya vilified her made her realize it might be worse than she had expected.


    Still, she was not going to let that woman break her, so she retorted coldly, ¡°If that¡¯s the case, then why


    are you so jealous of a freak who¡¯s uglier than you? Who¡¯s the loser between the two of us, Nurse


    Rene?¡±


    Freya froze. Then, her temper reached a boiling point. ¡°You f*cking b*tch really think you have


    something to gloat about! The only reason you even got him is that he met you first by pure f*cking


    chance, you dipsh *t! If he didn¡¯t care about how ugly you are, then why the f*ck did he want you to


    reconstruct your disfigured face, genius?


    ¡°Because men are like that! Men hate being embarrassed or mocked! He wants to bring you out on a


    date, but he doesn¡¯t wanna be punished by being the joke on the town! Come on, wake up! He¡¯s only


    hanging out with you because he has no one else to be with while he¡¯s here. Once he¡¯s back to his


    home turf, he¡¯ll quickly remember, ¡®Oh sh*t! Deirdre is just an ugly novelty trinket! She¡¯s nothing!¡±¡±


    Even Deirdre had to admit Freya¡¯s words stung. She was happy being with Kyran, but it was not


    guaranteed that one day, Kyran would not return to the upper-ss wealthy, elite social circle he


    belonged to.


    And she would still be the same unsightly creature who could never be seen with any of these elites.


    Still, the effect of Freya¡¯s putdown was short-lived. Deirdre shook herself out of it, reminding herself


    that she should not think that far ahead.


    ¡°Just give my mask back,¡± Deirdre said stoically.

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    Resent Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 408


    Chapter 408 I Don¡¯t Want to Lose You Again


    Deirdre¡¯s indifference ignited another bomb barrel in Freya. She chucked the mask to the floor,


    scrunched it under her shoe, and stomped. ¡°You want your f*cking shame-cover so much? Find it


    yourself! Are you gonna stay in here until you find your mask? Or are you going to give up and let


    everyone jeer at Kyran when you walk beside him without it?¡±


    Freya put her cap back on and hurried out of the bathroom, not giving Deirdre the time to pull her back


    in.


    Now left all alone, Deirdre had no choice but to get on all fours to look. The wet floor and its putrid


    smell made her stomach churn, but she imagined the reception she would receive if she went out as


    she was and gritted her teeth. She had to continue searching.


    As she scoured the floor repeatedly, she suddenly heard a mechanical voice from her earpiece. ¡°Are


    you still in there, Deirdre?¡±


    She broke out in a cold sweat. Taking a deep breath, she gnashed her teeth and tried again. A few


    people entered the bathroom and found her on all fours, so one of them asked kindly, ¡°Hey, are you


    looking for something? Want us to help?¡±


    Deirdre looked up, and one of the women screamed, ¡°Arrghhhhhhh!¡±


    The crowd¡¯s fear and terror were palpable enough that Deirdre quickly cast her face down as quickly as


    she could, shielding it from any more prying eyes.


    She panicked. After apologizing as much as she could, she shrunk her neck into her cor, hoping to


    block her face, and felt her way outside through the wall. There was still onest wall blocking the


    entrance from the public, so she hid there, shivering. Forcing her voice not to tremble, she asked, ¡°K-


    Kyran, are you there?¡±


    His reply was instant. ¡°Yeah.¡±


    A momentter, he asked again, ¡°What¡¯s wrong? What¡¯s keeping you inside?¡±


    Deirdre touched the lower half of her face. The ragged edge of her scars, the coarseness of her


    unhealed injuries-they pricked her fingers all too vividly. She could imagine just how much unkind


    attention it


    would attract.


    ¡°1¡­ I need more time. Can you please help me buy a new mask?¡±


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    There was no reply for a moment. Then, he said, ¡°Sorry, Deirdre, but I can¡¯t leave you here for the time


    being. There are too many people here, and you had one stalking incident before. It¡¯s too dangerous to


    leave you like this. I just don¡¯t¡­ Don¡¯t want to lose you again.¡±


    ¡°Again?¡±


    ¡°Yes. Again. Thest time, you formally rejected me and returned to the hotel. I couldn¡¯t sleep that


    night.¡±


    Deirdre felt a pang. It had been a rough night for her too.


    ¡°Why do you need me to buy a new mask suddenly? What happened?¡±


    She took a deep breath. ¡°It¡¯splicated, and I don¡¯t think now is the time to exin. All you need to


    know is that my mask is gone, and my bandages havee undone.¡±


    Kyran scowled, but he did not ask why. ¡°Is that all? Then why are you still inside? Come outside, okay?


    We don¡¯t have to talk with a wall between us. Unless¡­ are you hurt?¡±


    ¡°No! I¡¯m not¡­¡±


    ¡°Then¡­ why?¡±


    Deirdre almost could not push the words out of her gnashed teeth. ¡°Because¡­. Because I¡¯m ugly.¡±


    She could not do it. She could not stand being gossiped about,mented on, and gawked at while


    Kyran suffered the same fate. It hurt her.


    There was only silence in her earpiece. Before she started wondering about it, she heard footsteps.


    drawing near.


    She raised her head and felt the man¡¯s arm wrapping around her and pulling her close to his chest. He


    had a faint fragrance-it was a scent she yearned for.


    She closed her trembling eyelids. Kyran smoothed her back over and over,forting her in a way that


    reached her heart.


    When he finally released her, she stared at the floor.


    ¡°Look up, Deirdre.¡±


    She hesitantly raised her head.


    Kyran brushed strands of her hair away from her face, his eyes soft. ¡°Ugly? You¡¯re kidding. This is the


    most beautiful woman I¡¯ve ever seen. Just standing in front of you makes me feel ill-deserving of this


    honor.¡±

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    Resent Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 409


    Chapter 409 Are You Ready?


    ¡°Kyran¡­¡± Deirdre murmured. A warm glow seemed to be enveloping her chest. The corner of her lips


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    curled. ¡°You don¡¯t need to say things like that to make me feel better, Kyran. I¡¯ve gotten used to it.


    People have been making thesements about me for four years. I know what will happen the


    moment I step outside looking like this.¡±


    ¡°Does it weigh hard on you?¡±


    Deirdre shook her head. She used to feel dejected, but not anymore, or she would not have chosen to


    stay in Alnwick.


    ¡°If it doesn¡¯t, then why don¡¯t you want to step outside?¡± Kyran stated matter-of-factly. ¡°The Deirdre I


    know doesn¡¯t give a d*mn about what the shallow masses think of her. She lives true to herself and is


    comfortable with herself. All of them were stray characters who wandered into her life only to be


    forgotten when they were out. So¡­ why is the same girl suddenly afraid of letting them see her now?¡±


    Deirdre froze.


    ¡°Is it because of me?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s pupils seemed to be trembling. She looked perturbed. Freya¡¯s verdict had taken shape in her


    head. ¡®What¡¯s there to be smug about? If he didn¡¯t care about your face, why would he spend money


    on trying to get it fixed?¡¯ she had dered. ¡®Men are all the same! He wants to bring you out without


    suffering from mockery! The only reason why he still wants you around is that he doesn¡¯t have a lot of


    friends here. Once he¡¯s back in his social circle, he¡¯ll remember-that you¡¯ve always just been an ugly


    novelty! You¡¯re


    nothing!¡¯


    Before she could exin her fears, however, she felt arge warm hand wrapping itself around her


    freezing hand. He held her hand as though it was the most natural conclusion to lead to.


    She was surprised.


    ¡°Are you ready?¡±


    Deirdre suddenly understood his intention and shook her head hard. ¡°No, Kyran! Take off your vest and


    cover my head with it, please! They will beughing at you!¡±


    ¡°No, they will be jealous of me.¡± His voice was mechanical, yet it somehow felt like the most real thing


    she had ever heard. ¡°Because I¡¯m just so happy.¡±


    Deirdre was stunned.


    Kyran did not coerce her any longer. In fact, with a slight squeeze, she found herself following him


    obediently into the sun.


    The crowd¡¯s gazes turned to her from all sides. Deirdre felt her cheeks burn. She could hear quiet.


    gossiping voices as people huddled together.


    ¡°Morn, is that young woman cosying a monster character? She looks kinda scary.¡±


    ¡°Hush, honey. Don¡¯t stare. You might get nightmares.¡±


    ¡°What¡¯s with a hot dude going out with a¡­ gothic artwork? Damn, is he blind?¡±


    ¡°Maybe he¡¯s into it? Or maybe he¡¯s a little bonkers in the head. Or maybe, he¡¯s the reason she looks


    like that! He¡¯s doing this to atone for his sin or something!¡±


    ¡°This is a marketing ploy, right? Something for the algorithm? ¡®A hot-*ss dreamboat with Ugly Betty


    walks around an amusement park¡¯ sure sounds like those viral skits. Where¡¯s the camera?¡±


    ¡°Damn, poor girl. She¡¯s just a marketing tool to him, isn¡¯t she? Once this dude gets famous on the


    Inte, he¡¯ll dump her and get himself a hot influencer girlfriend too, I bet!¡±


    Theirments stung Deirdre, especially the ones directed at Kyran. She wanted to pull her hand


    away from him many times, but he kept his grip as if determined not to let her cowardice get the best of


    her.


    They walked across the amusement park all the way to the entrance. Deirdre was starting to get used


    to the crowd¡¯s burning gazes.


    ¡°You shouldn¡¯t have done this, Kyran,¡± she muttered. ¡°It¡¯s h*ll to be ostracized and talked about like


    that.¡±

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    Chapter 410 My Heart Belongs to You


    ¡°So¡­ This is how you spent four years of your life.¡±


    Deirdre froze as the voice in her ear continued. ¡°What did you do to deserve this, Deirdre? If only I had


    met you sooner¡­ If only I had known you sooner. I could have protected you!¡±


    Deirdre felt a lump unfurling in her throat. Her body was shaking-pain and self-pity suddenly took the


    form of a deluge flooding through her veins and breaking into her heart. Her eyes turned red. She


    thought she had grown ustomed to her fate and was done questioning God¡¯s injustice. She had


    epted this as the divine¡¯s inexplicably stubborn grudge against her.


    And then Kyran appeared and expressed empathetic anguish. He came and showed concern. And


    suddenly, the agony she had hidden was exposed. Naked.


    It took her a long time to calm down and fight back the urge to cry. She raised her head and smiled.


    ¡°Why apologize to me, Kyran? This has nothing to do with you at all! I¡¯m happy just to live a peaceful


    life here. I want nothing now.


    ¡°Maybe¡­ Maybe it¡¯s because I¡¯m a tough woman at heart. I just don¡¯t feel much. I even forgot it


    sometimes.¡±


    Her smile felt like a dagger sunken into his chest.


    He could not stop himself from pulling her into his arms. He just wanted to-God knew how much he


    wanted to warm her scarred, battered heart, thawing it out of that icy prison, someone else had forced


    it into. He wanted to be that warmth. Even if nothing came out of it, Kyran would try.


    Deirdre sniffled and wiped away thest tear in her eye. ¡°Kyran, I never wanted to disy my scars and


    demand the world to pity me. I don¡¯t think my life is any sadder or less than anyone else¡¯s. If what you


    feel about me is pity, if you pity me because I remind you of your ex-girlfriend, who lost her eyes and


    couldn¡¯t seem to live on her own, then I would rather we stay as friends.¡±


    Quietly but firmly, she dered, 1 am Deirdre McKinnon, and I never needed anybody¡¯s pity!¡±


    She meant it.


    Kyran lifted his hand and caressed her cheeks. His hand was warm, as always.


    Deirdre felt his breath beating down her skin. She closed her eyes. As their lips met-fitting each other


    perfectly, like two pieces of a puzzle-a tear managed to escape her eyelid and trickled down her cheek.


    If her heart was an impregnable fortress, its walls steep and unscble, its interior unreachable¡­ then


    Kyran was that single ray of sunlight that simply ignored all of her defenses and shone right down on


    the center square.


    He had seen her at her worst, pathetic state, and unsightly moments. None of it made him walk away


    or walk out on her. He could not care less about what others thought.


    So why couldn¡¯t she do the same? Why couldn¡¯t she give him a chance?


    Why couldn¡¯t she give herself a chance?


    At first, it was one or two lonesome ps. Then it grew louder and louder until it turned into apuse


    and cheers.


    The kiss ended as the apuse turned into thunder,


    Kyran¡¯s finger was trembling as it grazed her cheek. His eyes had lost their usual cidity. In fact, they


    were downright shy now. He was almost too excited to produce his phone and ask, ¡°What¡­ What


    exactly


    do you mean, Deirdre?¡±


    He did not dare to make his question any more explicit. He never wanted Deirdre to feel coerced.


    She smiled. ¡°I think I¡¯ve told you before, right? My heart is too battered to love, so I might never be able


    to love anyone again. I might never be able to trust anyone at all. But if it¡¯s you¡­ I¡¯ll do it. I¡¯ll try to


    ept you. I can¡¯t guarantee I¡¯ll forget all about my past, but I promise you that from today onward¡­


    ¡°My heart belongs to you and only you.¡±


    Kyran¡¯s breathing hitched. When he finally snapped out of his trance, he lifted her up into the air in


    rapture.


    The crowd around them cheered.


    Deirdre threw her arms around his neck andughed.


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    And then she stopped and reminded him, ¡°Oy, you¡¯re going to tear yourself a new wound if you don¡¯t


    put me down right now!¡±


    Kyran would not listen. He hugged her close and twirled.


    They spun, breeze billowing, dizzy with joy.


    He put her down and nted his lips on her forehead. Deirdre realized btedly that his lips were


    trembling.


    All he could do right now was to hold her hand and squeeze. It was as if he wanted to say something,


    but words had suddenly evaded him.

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    Chapter 411 Just Need to Know I Love You


    Deirdre smiled and held him back.


    Afterward, some people came forward to give blessings. The amusement park staff saw it and even


    brought them a bouquet of flowers. ¡°For you two! You look very happy, you must always be together!¡±


    Deirdre took it and shyly said, ¡°Thank you.¡±


    Someone in the crowd whistled. ¡°Congrattions! Have a blessed marriage!¡±


    Deirdre had never received so many blessings in a short while. She was so touched that she felt so


    warm that her hands and feet were still hot even after they had left the park.


    ¡°Deirdre.¡± A mechanical voice rang in her ear, which seemed to be smiling. ¡°I am very happy. Today is


    the happiest day of my life.¡±


    Deirdre noticed that Kyran¡¯s hand was mixed with sticky and nervous sweat, and she couldn¡¯t help but


    smile. ¡°Me too. I¡¯m also very happy.¡±


    Because Kyran was worried that Deirdre¡¯s face would be too cold, he bought a mask for her to wear.


    Following that, he hailed a taxi and returned to the hospital to wrap the bandages.


    After Kyran applied topical medication, they returned to the ward. Den looked at the hands of the


    two people intertwined, raised his brows, and his eyes were filled with surprise. ¡°What¡¯s going on? Did


    you guys finally get together?¡±


    Deirdre was shy and wanted to withdraw her hand, but Kyran held her tightly, not letting her hide.


    Den smiled. ¡°In this case, I can be considered a matchmaker. Kye, this time, I should get half of the


    credit for helping you to get the beauty back, right? Now, for the project in the East Neve, your


    company should give me a lower percentage.¡±


    ¡®Company?¡¯


    Deirdre was stunned for a moment. She then raised her head and asked, ¡°Mr. King, don¡¯t you two


    belong. to the samepany?¡±


    ¡°Of course not.¡± Den replied, ¡°Kyran and I are just partners. He has his ownpany, which is very


    large, with manyplicated industrial chains. The money earned in a day is enough to buy a piece of


    land. When you¡¯two get married, you just need to be a proprietress and count the money.¡±


    Deirdre felt upset. She believed that when Den said Kyran¡¯spany was very big, it must be big.


    She didn¡¯t expect Kyran to be so capable, and she began to wonder whether she would be a good


    match.


    ¡°But why haven¡¯t I seen Kyran interacting with people from thepany?¡±


    This time it was Kyran who replied, ¡°Because of thepany¡¯s internal management, I don¡¯t need to


    worry about those projects. At most, I will show up once on a big project.¡±


    ¡°Oh I see¡­¡± Deirdre looked downcast.


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    Since Kyran was so powerful, why did he stay in Vige Alnwick and conduct some humble business


    with Den?


    She could understand it for Den. After all, he was suppressed in East Neve, but Kyran obviously


    wasn¡¯t. After Den left, Deirdre was still in a state of confusion. When they returned to the ward,


    Kyran gently stroked her hair and asked, ¡°What¡¯s wrong? Yourplexion suddenly turned quite


    gloomy.¡±


    Deirdre took a deep breath, raised her head, and said truthfully, ¡°Kyran, didn¡¯t you find out? There


    seems


    to be an imbnce between us. You only need to do a little research to find out about my past, but I


    know very little about you.


    ¡°Where is yourpany? What do you look like? Where are your parents? Do you have any brothers


    and sisters in the family? Where is your residence? I don¡¯t know everything about you. I didn¡¯t even


    know that you have a bigpany. I now know about it because Den told me.¡±


    She hesitated and said, ¡°Kyran, if it was before, I wouldn¡¯t care. But now that we are together, it is not


    fair.¡±


    Kyran wrapped her hand with his broad palm. ¡°You just need to know that I love you and will never


    abandon you.¡±

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    Chapter 412 Be Recognized


    ¡°Yes.¡± Deirdre lowered her eyes. ¡°You love me, and I know it, but I have nothing but feelings for you.


    Kyran, let me tell you the truth, I-I would feel uneasy.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s words made Kyran fall into silence as if he was thinking. Finally, Kyran said, ¡°Okay, then I will


    answer whatever you want to know.


    ¡°Mypany¡¯s headquarters is in Germia, and my parents are also there. I don¡¯t have a good


    rtionship. with them, so I don¡¯tmunicate very often. There are no brothers and sisters in my


    family. I am an only child and don¡¯t have a residence. I just came back from Germia, and¡­¡± Kyran


    paused before continuing to type, ¡°You know my appearance.¡±


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    ¡°I know?¡± Deirdre was stunned for a second and shook her head in confusion. ¡°How do I know? I


    obviously can¡¯t see anything, and I never met you before I lost my sight.¡±


    Kyran said, ¡°One night, didn¡¯t you touch my face with your hands?¡±


    Deirdre was taken aback for a moment before realizing that she was teased.


    Her cheeks were flushed, and she exined, ¡°It was an ident.¡±


    ¡°I thought at the time that you were giving me the courage to pursue you.¡±


    Kyran lowered his head and gently kissed Deirdre¡¯s lips.


    ¡°Deirdre, I know what you¡¯re worried about. You know too little about me, and you¡¯re afraid that I¡¯m just


    ying around and that I will disappear. You don¡¯t know anything except my name is Kyran Reed, and


    you can¡¯t find it.¡± Kyran¡¯s ck eyes were filled with seriousness. ¡°So, I will give you the necessary


    sense of security. When your face recovers and my second operation is over, I will take you to see my


    parents, okay?¡±


    Deirdre bit her lip. It seemed like she was forcing him to make their rtionship official before his


    parents.


    ¡°No¡­ I didn¡¯t mean to force you to arrange a meeting with your parents so soon.¡±


    ¡°You don¡¯t. It¡¯s what I want.¡± Kyran looked at Deirdre greedily, enjoying such a wonderful time. ¡°I don¡¯t


    want you to run away. So, while you promised me that you would not go back on your word, I will tie


    you up so that you cannot escape. You can only stay in the Reed family and be wife.¡±


    my


    Deirdre was ashamed. It was such a passionate confession, but in the coldest and most mechanical


    tone, she was so embarrassed that she wanted the earth to open up and swallow her.


    ¡°I¡¯m going to take the clothes to wash first.¡±


    She found an excuse, grabbed the clothes on the bedside, and went out. Her heart was beating fast.


    Did Kyran mean that after they left this ce, they would go to Germia to get married?


    This progress was too fast, but Deirdre didn¡¯t resist the idea. Instead, she felt it was a sweet thing to


    do. She thought she might have developed feelings for Kyran a long time ago. It was just today that


    their rtionship was enhanced.


    When she arrived at theundry room, she fumbled to stuff the clothes into the just-cleaned front-


    loading washing machine and started washing. Following that, she waited patiently by the side.


    Suddenly a person came by. ¡°Hello. Were you at the amusement park entrance with your boyfriend


    today?¡±


    Thedy sounded like she was in her 20s, and her voice was gentle and elegant. It seemed that she


    was raised in an excellent family.


    Deirdre was surprised that she was being approached. ¡°I was. Were you there too?¡±


    Thedy said, ¡°I wasn¡¯t there. My friend who was there told me that a couple was confessing at the


    gate of the amusement park, so he sent me two random photos. I didn¡¯t expect to see you in the


    hospital.¡±


    ¡°Really¡­¡± While Deirdre was embarrassed, she felt rather strange.


    Wasn¡¯t it verymon for couples to confess at the gate of an amusement park? Why did she


    purposelye to ask?

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    Chapter 413 Obviously, It Was Brendan Brighthall Who Confessed to You


    ¡°Yes, I was at the amusement park earlier. May I ask¡­ Is there anything wrong?¡±


    ¡°There¡¯s nothing. The woman said with hints of contempt, ¡°I¡¯m just very surprised. With your status,


    how did you get Mr. Brighthall¡¯s favor? I just wanted toe to see what kind of personality charm you


    have. Now that I see¡­


    The womanughed. ¡°I¡¯m here to see Mr. Brighthall, who¡¯s used to various delicacies from thend and


    the sea, trying to taste some light porridge.¡±


    The expression on Deirdre¡¯s face froze for a moment What Mr Brighthall?


    The woman raised her eyebrows. Mr. Brighthall doesn¡¯t allow you to tell the public about your


    rtionship with him, does he?¡±


    Deirdre clenched her palms so tightly that her fingers were transparent Though suffocating, she still


    restrained herself and calmed down ¡°I don¡¯t understand Who is the Mr. Brighthall you¡¯re talking about?¡±


    ¡°Who is it?¡± The woman was surprised by Deirdre¡¯s question ¡°Naturally, the Mr Brighthall I¡¯m referring


    to is Brendan Brighthall.¡±


    The information seemed to explode in Deirdre¡¯s brain. She was so astonished that she lost control of


    herself. She grabbed the woman by the cor and shouted in disbelief. What did you say? What did


    you just say!?¡±


    ¡°Hey! What are you doing? Let go of me! Why are you crazy!? The woman panicked. ¡®If you do this


    again, I will call the nurse and the security guard! Let go of me!¡±


    Deirdre had been shuddering, and her mind went nk.


    Brendan? He was Brendan? The person he was with was obviously Kyran!


    How could he possibly be Brendan!?


    ¡°Do you have evidence? Are you lying to me? Why do you say that Kyran is Brendan? He is clearly


    Kyran!¡±


    The woman pushed her away irritably, straightened her clothes, and said impatiently, ¡°I don¡¯t know who


    Kyran is. All I know is that in the photo my friend sent to me, it was clearly Brendan Brighthall


    confessing to you!¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s face turnedpletely pale. She was shocked as the woman¡¯s words kept ying in her


    mind again and again.


    ¡®I don¡¯t know who Kyran is. All I know is that in the photo my friend sent to me, it was clearly Brendan


    Brighthall confessing to you!¡±


    ¡°Impossible¡­ Impossible¡­¡± Deirdre took a deep breath and shook her head desperately.


    Brendan was clearly in the ward located at the end of the corridor, and she had been staying with


    Kyran all this while. How could Kyran suddenly transform into Brendan?


    Or Brendan was¡­ Kyran?


    Deirdre was about to go crazy. Her eyes were red as she tried to ask for thest straw, ¡°Do you have


    any evidence?¡±


    The woman thought she was looking at a psychopath. ¡°Is there something wrong with your brain? I


    know Mr. Brighthall. What proof do I need? Although the picture my friend sent me is blurry, the face is


    very Simr to Mr. Brighthall¡¯s. Moreover, I know that Mr. Brighthall is admitted to this hospital. Doesn¡¯t


    everything prove that the man is Brendan Brighthall?¡±


    Speaking of this, the woman suddenly came to her senses and smiled coldly, ¡°I see Mr. Brighthall must


    have deliberately kept it from you, right? Probably he doesn¡¯t want to reveal his identity because he is


    just. ying with you. When he recovers, he¡¯ll dump you immediately. It turns out that you are just a


    pastime activity.¡±


    Deirdre slid down to the ground. She was drained and no longer had any strength to refute. But she


    kept recalling the time they had spent together in the amusement park earlier today-the man¡¯s


    tenderness, attitude, cherished kiss, and determination to make her happy.


    She even felt that she was the happiest woman in the world today¡­


    Everything she thought she had turned out to be a damp squib, thanks to this woman¡¯s appearance.


    Was Kyran¡­ Brendan?


    Deirdre burst into tears and copsed. How could Kyran, who was so gentle and treated her so well,


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    Chapter 414 Uneasy, Suspicious


    It must, must not be real!


    Deirdre struggled to get up to confirm, but she was rooted to the spot in the next second.


    If Kyran was really Brendan, she knew she wouldn¡¯t get the correct answer even if she was to ask


    again. He must have prepared to hide everything from her.


    Deirdre hugged her head and wept. Although the woman was impatient at the start, she became rather


    empathetic toward her. ¡°Isn¡¯t it just a man? Is it necessary to cry like this? Since you don¡¯t know that he


    is Brendan Brighthall, it means that you aren¡¯t someone who is greedy for wealth and status. You just


    got together, which means you don¡¯t have much affection. Why don¡¯t you just break up with him? After


    all, suffering from short-term pain now is better than long-term pain tomorrow.


    ¡°It¡¯s impossible for Mr. Brighthall to marry you. Don¡¯t be delusional and think that you are an exception.


    At most, he needs a blind woman who doesn¡¯t know his identity to pass the time during his treatment.


    The sooner you wake up, the easier it is for you to withdraw. When ites to that kind of man, you


    can¡¯t beat him in ying rtionship games.¡±


    Deirdre sobered up, but with each breath she took, it was as sharp as a knife. She struggled to get up


    and tentatively requested, ¡°The photo. C-Can you send me the photo?¡±


    ¡°Alright. Where¡¯s your smartphone?¡±


    Deirdre took out a phone. The woman was extremely disgusted in an instant. ¡°What is it? A super-old


    phone? How am I supposed to send it to you via Bluetooth?¡±


    ¡°Use MMS.¡± Deirdre sniffled. ¡°My phone can read MMS.¡±


    The woman finally sent it impatiently, turned around, and left. Deirdre held the phone, feeling shivering,


    cold, and discouraged. It was as if she was poured with cold water.


    She didn¡¯t dare to imagine that Kyran was Brendan, but she also thought that this woman wouldn¡¯t lie


    to her because she had no grievances with her.


    Thus, she needed to verify what the woman said was true further.


    However, Deirdre couldn¡¯t feel happiness anymore. She felt that her heart was sliced by a knife. Apart


    from fear and apprehension, she felt nothing else.


    ¡°Deirdre.¡±


    Suddenly, a familiar mechanical voice sounded. Following that, the man slowly approached and asked,


    Have you finished washing your clothes? Why are you not going back yet?¡±


    Deirdre felt ufortable, thinking of the possibility that Kyran was Brendan. She didn¡¯t know how to


    ce her hands and feet, subconsciously took a step back, and hastily stuffed the phone into her


    pocket. I-I think it should have finished washing.¡±


    Kyran only thought Deirdre was still awkward and didn¡¯t take it to heart. He only looked at the washing


    machine.


    ¡°It¡¯s almost done. Let¡¯s go back.¡±


    He packed the clothes, carried the basket with one hand, and held Deirdre¡¯s hand with the other.


    Before Kyran could react to the coldness of Deirdre¡¯s fingertips, Deirdre withdrew her hand suddenly.


    Kyran frowned. ¡°What¡¯s wrong?¡±


    Deirdre took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and opened them again. ¡°I-I want to go out and do some


    shopping.¡±


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    ¡°Now?¡±


    ¡°Yes.¡±


    Kyran hesitated. ¡°It¡¯s not safe for you to go out alone. It would be bad if you were followed again. I will


    apany you.¡±


    ¡°No need!¡± Deirdre immediately rejected Kyran¡¯s offer.


    Kyran frowned and fell into silence.


    Deirdre added in a low voice, ¡°This morning was already tiring enough for you, and I want to buy some


    private and intimate things. My period ising, and I need to buy some personal clothes. I would be


    very embarrassed if you came along.¡±


    ¡°Oh, I see.¡± Kyran¡¯s face was filled with relief and a smile. He moved the hair covering Deirdre¡¯s face


    away with his hands ¡°Since we¡¯ve got together, there is nothing to be shy about.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s different Deirdre lowered her head, ¡°I¡¯m ufortable.¡±

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    Chapter 415 Who to Send The Photo To


    Since Deirdre said so, Kyran naturally couldn¡¯t force her. Thus, he arranged for a nurse from the


    hospital to apany her.


    When they were out, the nurse asked, ¡°Miss McKinnon, shall we go to the supermarket to buy sanitary


    napkins first?¡±


    Deirdre remained silent for a while before she replied, ¡°I¡¯d like to go to an electronics store. I want to


    repair my phone.¡±


    ¡°Oh? Is your phone broken?¡±


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    ¡°Yes, the sound is rtively soft.¡±


    ¡°Okay.¡±


    The nurse did not suspect Deirdre and took her to the electronics store.


    After entering, Deirdre suggested. ¡°I¡¯m going in to fix my phone. Can you help me buy two packs of


    sanitary napkins at the supermarket?¡±


    The nurse hesitated. ¡°But Mr. Reed told me to follow you wherever you go.¡±


    Deirdre assured with a smile, ¡°He asked you to follow me wherever I go because he is worried that I


    will be followed and have an ident. But now that I am in an electronics store, it is impossible for


    someone to rush in and kidnap me, right? Do you think the electronics store¡¯s owner is that weak?¡±


    ¡°But¡­¡±


    ¡°I just want it to end quickly, so you can get off work early, won¡¯t you?¡±


    The nurse thought for a while and agreed. ¡°Okay. But Miss McKinnon, you must not wander around I¡¯ll


    just go to the supermarket opposite, and I¡¯lle over after I¡¯m done.¡±


    ¡°Okay.¡±


    When the nurse left, Deirdre entered the store. The electronics store¡¯s owner immediately greeted her.


    Miss, how can I help you?¡±


    When Deirdre took out her phone, the electronics store¡¯s owner asked, ¡°Is it broken? Or do you want to


    rece it with a new one?¡±


    ¡°No.¡± Deirdre paused for a moment and said, ¡°Open the text message on the phone, and you will find a


    photo. Can you please help me send this photo to someone?¡±


    ¡°Huh?¡± The electronics store¡¯s owner thought he had misheard. ¡°Are you kidding me? We don¡¯t provide


    this service.¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t worry. I¡¯ll pay you.¡±


    The electronics store¡¯s owner¡¯s expression immediately changed, and he agreed. ¡°Okay.¡±


    He sat down, turned on Deirdre¡¯s phone, and clicked on a photo that showed a loving scene of a


    couple


    at the amusement park gate. The electronics store¡¯s owner nced at the woman¡¯s clothes in the


    photo and then at Deirdre.


    ¡°This is your couple photo, right? You are quite happy, and your boyfriend is so handsome.¡±


    ¡®Happy¡­


    Deirdre couldn¡¯tugh at all. In fact, she was in a daze. When she heard the owner, she couldn¡¯t help


    asking, ¡°Well, do you know Brendan Brighthall?¡±


    ¡°Brendan Brighthall?¡± The owner said, ¡°It¡¯s a familiar name. Could it be that he¡¯s the heir of the


    Brighthall Group in Neve?¡±


    ¡°Yes, it¡¯s him.¡±


    The owner chuckled. ¡°Am I that well-spoken? You¡¯ve thought too highly of me. Why do you think I¡¯d


    know that man of high status?¡±


    Deirdre was very disappointed. Still, she asked another question, ¡°What about his appearance? Do you


    know what he looks like?¡±


    ¡°How do I know? That man doesn¡¯t ept any interviews, and his photos are hard to find. Even if there


    are, they are all blurry.¡± The owner pointed to the photos in the phone as he said, ¡°They¡¯re even blurrier


    than this. Look at your boyfriend¡¯s face. I can only clearly see his outline. You should buy a better


    camera next time. Let me tell you, do you want to try ourtest cell phone? Soft light pixels, and it is


    very high- tech. You can clearly see ants in your photo-¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m sorry. I¡¯m blind, so I don¡¯t take pictures.¡± Deirdre politely refused.


    The owner said embarrassingly, ¡°It¡¯s also good to buy it for your boyfriend.¡±


    Seeing that Deirdre didn¡¯t answer, he asked, ¡°To whom do you want to send the photo?¡±

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    Chapter 416 I¡¯m Indeed Sad


    Deirdre told the electronics store¡¯s owner the phone number, and he quickly sent it. ¡°Okay, I¡¯m done!¡±


    ¡°Thank you.¡±


    Deirdre gave the money she received from Kyran to the electronics store¡¯s owner. Following that, she


    stood at the door and called Tobey.


    The other end quickly answered. Deirdre took a deep breath and said, ¡°Tobey, did you receive the


    photo I sent you?¡±


    Tobey was silent for a moment and smiled wryly. ¡°It turns out that you were the one who sent me this


    photo. Deirdre, do you think that I¡¯m emotionless? You rejected me, and after you got together with


    Kyran, you actually sent me a photo with your loved one. Did you send it so that I can enjoy it as well?¡±


    Deirdre was stunned for a moment and quickly replied, ¡°No! That¡¯s not what I meant¡­¡±


    Tobey smiled. ¡°Don¡¯t be nervous. I was just joking with you. Although I am indeed quite sad, I am


    relieved seeing that you look happy in the photo.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s eyes were downcast and misty. When she found her voice only after a while, she exined.


    Tobey, I sent you this photo for another reason. May I know if you know Brendan Brighthall?¡±


    ¡°Brendan Brighthall?¡± Tobey was surprised to hear the name. He thought for a while and said, ¡°Do you


    mean the only son of the Brighthall family in Neve? I heard a little about him when I was working. He is


    a sessful businessman.¡±


    Deirdre couldn¡¯t help being nervous. ¡°Then you¡­ Have you seen him?¡±


    Tobey replied, ¡°No, I haven¡¯t. Deirdre, you¡¯ve thought too highly of me. People like them have their own


    circle. I¡¯m just a mere staff member. How could I have met them?¡±


    The answer was not surprising to Deirdre. Brendan had always been mysterious and seldom appeared


    atmercial receptions. Only a handful of his photos were posted on the Inte, and it might even


    be possible that Brendan edited them before posting.


    ¡°Tobey, you may think my request is strange, but can I ask you to find out about Brendan¡¯s appearance


    andpare it with the man in the photo? I really don¡¯t know who else to trust other than you alone.¡±


    Deirdre begged him.


    Feeling Deirdre¡¯s seriousness and helplessness, Tobey agreed immediately. ¡°What you¡¯ve requested, I


    will try my best to find out. But Deirdre, I hope that you can be frank with me. Can you tell me why? Is


    the person in the photo Kyran or Brendan?¡±


    ¡°I don¡¯t know¡­¡± Deirdre felt bitter and could only answer like this.


    If she knew, she wouldn¡¯t be so distracted and disturbed.


    She didn¡¯t understand if God was ying tricks on her on purpose. Otherwise, how would it turn out


    like this when she finally mustered up the courage to love someone again?


    ¡°I can¡¯t tell if the person with me is Kyran or Brendan or¡­¡± Somewhat desperate, Deirdre added.


    ¡°Both.¡±


    Tobey didn¡¯t understand, but he stillforted her. ¡°Deirdre, don¡¯t be too anxious. I will help you find


    out as soon as possible, and you will know.¡±


    ¡°Okay, thanks.¡±


    After ending the call, Deirdre stood at the door in a daze. She felt heartache, and it became more and


    more difficult to breathe.


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    ¡°Miss McKinnon, I¡¯ve bought them.¡± The nurse hurried over. When she saw Deirdre standing by the


    door alone, she breathed a sigh of relief.


    Deirdre nodded. ¡°Thank you.¡±


    The nurse smiled. ¡°No problem. So, where are we going next? Are we going to buy underwear?¡±

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    Resent Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 417


    Chapter 417 Give You A Massage


    ¡°No need,¡± answered Deirdre. ¡°I just recalled that I¡¯ve got enough. What about you apany me to


    the pet shop?¡±


    ¡°Pet shop?¡±


    ¡°Yes.¡± Deirdre remembered that Brendan was allergic to dog fur. If Kyran was Brendan, he would


    definitely be too.


    Deirdre exined, ¡°I¡¯m rather bored. I wish to go to the pet shop for a while.¡±


    Although the nurse didn¡¯t know why, she didn¡¯t take it seriously. Anyway, the pet shop happened to be


    on the opposite street. When the two entered, Deirdre requested a dog that tended to shed hair,


    hugged it in her arms, and waited for a long time before letting go.


    Afterward, the nurse sent Deirdre back to the hospital. Upon reaching the door of the ward, she


    repeatedly inhaled to calm herself before she opened the door and entered.


    Kyran was unpacking the meal box. When he saw Deirdre, his eyes turned gentle. ¡°You¡¯re back in time.


    The meal is here. Take off your coat, wash your hands, and let¡¯s have a meal.¡±


    ¡°Hmm. Deirdre took off the coat with dog fur and threw it on the sofa. Then, she went into the


    bathroom. She only turned on the tap and waited for a while. After that, she turned it off, dipped her


    hands in water, and went out


    ¡°Deirdre, we have Tuscan scrambled eggs and stuffed eggnts with minced meat for our dinner


    today. Which one would you prefer?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m good with either one,¡± answered Deirdre casually. Upon taking two steps forward, she suddenly


    frowned and fell dizzily.


    Kyran quickly held her in his arms. Deirdre took advantage of that moment and hugged him tightly. She


    then took a deep breath and closed her eyes while her soft lips trembled.


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    ¡°What¡¯s wrong?¡± Kyran freed his hand to ask with his phone.


    Deirdre didn¡¯t let go of her hand. ¡°Maybe it¡¯s because I¡¯ve stayed outdoors for too long, and I felt rather


    dizzy, so¡­¡± replied Deirdre.


    Kyran put his hand on her forehead. She didn¡¯t have a fever.


    ¡°Do wear an additional jacket the next time, so you don¡¯t catch a cold.¡±


    ¡°Okay.¡±


    Deirdre nodded, let go of Kyran, groped for the sofa, and sat down. Kyran passed the cutlery to her


    palm, and Deirdre began nibbling some food while holding the meal box.


    She didn¡¯t have any appetite. Instead, she had been paying attention to Kyran.


    However, Kyran did not show any sign even until the meal was over.


    Deirdre bit her lip. She didn¡¯t know if it was because the allergies didn¡¯t ur or because Kyran wasn¡¯t


    Brendan in the first ce.


    Following that, she felt Kyran rise to his feet. ¡°I¡¯ll go out for a while,¡± he typed.


    Deirdre also stood up immediately. ¡°Where are you going?¡±


    It was obvious that Kyran didn¡¯t expect to see Deirdre react this way. His pause made Deirdre quickly


    exin herself with downcast eyes. ¡°I-I don¡¯t like to be alone. I¡¯m not used to being too quiet.¡±


    Her words resulted in Kyran¡¯s eyes bing even more tender. While stroking Deirdre¡¯s hair, he said,


    ¡°I intended to take the clothes in the basket and wash them, but if you don¡¯t want to be alone, I won¡¯t


    go.¡±


    ¡°Okay,¡± replied Deirdre while trying to maintain a normal expression. She had to keep Kyran with her


    for the time being. Thus, she lowered her head for a moment and suggested, ¡°I used to work in a clinic


    and learned some massage techniques. Since you can¡¯t exercise now, do you want me to massage


    you to rx your muscles?¡±


    Kyran smiled. ¡°Why do you want to give me a massage all of a sudden?¡±


    Deirdre lowered her head and pretended to be shy. ¡°I chatted with the nurse when I went out today.


    She said that when people don¡¯t exercise and lie on the bed for a long time, their body functions will


    degenerate without massage. You are injured and can¡¯t exercise, so as your girlfriend, I thought of


    giving you a massage.¡±


    ¡°I see,¡± replied Kyran. His eyes were gently locked onto Deirdre¡¯s face when he typed earnestly,


    ¡°Deirdre, I¡¯m blessed to have you in my life.¡±


    Deirdre closed her eyes for a moment. ¡°Let¡¯s start with your arms. Please roll up your sleeves.¡±

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    Chapter 418 You Are Being Seductive


    Kyran rolled up his sleeves and put his arm before Deirdre.


    Deirdre raised her hand and put her fingertips on Kyran¡¯s arm as she breathed calmly.


    Due to the allergic reaction, Deirdre knew rashes would appear on Brendan¡¯s body. She knew she


    couldn¡¯t see it, but she could feel it with her hands.


    Deirdre didn¡¯t know what she felt. She only knew that the moment she touched Kyran¡¯s arm, she felt his


    skin was smooth and clean.


    She froze for a moment. Her reaction made Kyran type with the other freed hand, ¡°What¡¯s wrong?¡±


    Deirdre shook her head in reply. While massaging, she took the opportunity to grope the whole arm.


    Following that, she massaged the other arm just to find out that there was no allergy rash on them at


    all.


    ¡®Could it be on his neck?¡±


    Deirdre was confused. She massaged Kyran¡¯s arm for a while longer before saying, ¡°Okay. Now,


    please sit down. I will massage your neck.¡±


    The man didn¡¯t intend to resist and sat down obediently. Deirdre ran her hands along Kyran¡¯s neck and


    stroked it.


    Deirdre opened her eyes. She still didn¡¯t feel any rashes.


    Before she could react, her wrists were suddenly wrapped by a force, and Kyran pulled her into his


    arms and kissed her red lips heartily. He didn¡¯t stop until Deirdre was out of breath.


    ¡°Deirdre, you¡¯re being seductive,¡± typed Kyran in an upright and confident manner.


    But Deirdre was confused and touched her lips. ¡°How did I seduce you?¡±


    ¡°You stroked my neck, didn¡¯t you?¡±


    Upon hearing the answer, Deirdre¡¯s cheeks turned red immediately, and she struggled to get off him.


    Kyran hugged her even tighter, sighed, and asked her, ¡°Deirdre, do you have something on your


    mind?¡±


    Deirdre was stunned.


    ¡°Don¡¯t take me for an idiot. Almost all of your mood is written on your face. What¡¯s wrong with you?¡±


    asked Kyran.


    What was wrong? She suspected that he was that devil!


    Could she say something like this?


    Deirdre desperately grabbed the cloth on Kyran¡¯s shoulders. When she calmed down, she shook her


    head. 1.


    ¡°If you don¡¯t want to say it, you don¡¯t have to.¡± Kyran kissed Deirdre¡¯s forehead and typed to tell her,


    ¡°Even


    a married couple have their respective secrets, let alone we have just started. Don¡¯t feel sorry. I will


    wait until the day you want to tell me.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s breathing became heavier. She put her arms around Kyran¡¯s neck and nodded lightly.Belongs to N?velDrama.Org - All rights reserved.


    Even untilte evening, Kyran didn¡¯t seem to have any allergic symptoms. Hence, Deirdre began to feel


    that she had made a wrong assumption.


    She began to wonder whether it was a misunderstanding.


    If Kyran was really Brendan, he should have gone to the doctor because of his allergies. But now that.


    Kyran didn¡¯t have any allergic symptoms, it was obvious that he wasn¡¯t allergic to dog fur.


    With doubts, Deirdre went out to dry clothes. When she returned, she heard Kyran taking a shower in


    the restroom and the greeting of the nurse who was starting the vacuum cleaner.


    Upon hearing the vacuum cleaner¡¯s noise, Deirdre asked, ¡°What are you doing?¡±


    The nurse smiled and said, ¡°I¡¯m cleaning the dog hair on your coat and in the room. When we went to


    the pet shop earlier, we got too many of these things stuck on us.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s heart skipped a beat. ¡°Who told you to clean it?¡±


    ¡°Of course it¡¯s Mr. Reed.¡± As the nurse patted the quilt, she said, ¡°He specially asked me toe over


    to clean up.¡±


    Deirdre clenched her fists and asked while pretending to be calm, ¡°Are the dog hair on me obvious?


    How could Kyran know that I have them on me?¡±


    ¡°No, it¡¯s not obvious. But because I told Mr. Reed we went to the pet shop, he spected that there


    might be dog hair and told me to clean up.¡±

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    Chapter 419 The Phone Was Answered


    ¡°When was it?¡±


    ¡°When we returned from the pet shop. Anyway, I came here to clean up after I finished my work not


    long. ago. I¡¯m almost done now. Miss McKinnon, do you need me to clean up the fur on your clothes


    with the vacuum cleaner?¡±


    ¡°Okay¡±


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    When the nurse had done cleaning, she notified Deirdre and went out.


    After Kyran had taken a shower, he came out while wiping his hair, only to see Deirdre standing at the


    door alone.


    He looked for his phone, picked it up, and typed. ¡°What¡¯s wrong?¡±


    ¡°Nothing.¡± Deirdre smiled. ¡°Have you finished taking your shower?¡±


    ¡°Yes.¡±


    ¡°Then, it¡¯s my turn.¡±


    ¡°Be careful not to burn your face with the hot water


    Deirdre paused while she was pushing the door open and nodded ¡°Sure¡±


    When she entered, she leaned her back against the door, feeling rather feeble


    If Kyran knew that they had been to the pet shop and had taken allergy medicine in advance, he would


    probably not have shown allergic symptoms in other words, her test had failed


    She still couldn¡¯t verify who Kyran actually was


    Deirdre closed her eyes and felt extreme fatigue.


    Outside the bathroom, the phone on the table rang suddenly Kyran looked subconsciously at the


    source of the sound and saw Deirdre¡¯s phone.


    He turned to the bathroom and heard the sound of water. Thus, he went toward the table to hang up


    the phone. However, when he saw the caller ID, he fell silent for a moment.


    The caller ID showed it was Tobey.


    Kyran frowned. He unconsciously picked up the phone and epted the call.


    He immediately heard Tobey¡¯s voice. ¡°Deirdre, I already have an idea of what you asked me to do. Is it


    convenient for you to chat here?¡±


    Has Deirdre asked Tobey to do something for her?¡±


    Kyran¡¯s breath became heavier.


    ¡°Deirdre?¡± When Tobey didn¡¯t get a response, he realized that the party on the other end might not be


    Deirdre ¡°Are you Mr. Reed?¡±


    Tobey didn¡¯t like Kyran, who had intervened in his rtionship with Deirdre. Hence, he held back his


    anger and demanded, ¡°No matter how close you are with Deirdre, this is not the reason for you to use


    her phone. If she were to know, she wouldn¡¯t be happy.¡±


    Kyran looked cold, He took out his phone and said, ¡°Since you know that I¡¯m close with Deirdre, why do


    you still call my girlfriend? Mr. Russell, don¡¯t you think you have transgressed the boundary?¡±


    Tobey chuckled. ¡°Mr. Reed, being domineering may be something to admire for other women, but it


    doesn¡¯t mean that Deirdre also likes it. I have grown up with her since we were young I don¡¯t think it¡¯s


    just because of the rtionship between the two of you that I have to disconnect from her ¡±


    Kyran tightened his fists, and Tobey provoked him further. ¡°In other words, Deirdre may be on a whim


    or be deceived by your sweet words to have chosen you. I don¡¯t know how long the rtionship will


    last, and I can¡¯t stay away from her each time she has a new boyfriend, can I?¡±


    Kyran¡¯s look became gloomier. If he had been able to speak, he would have exploded.


    Tobey said again, ¡°She must be busy, right? If that¡¯s the case, I¡¯ll hang up first. When she is free,


    please tell her that the matter between us has got an oue.¡±


    After Deirdre had carefully taken a shower, she rubbed her wet hair while turning the doorknob to go


    out.¡± Kyran, I seemed to have heard the sound of a phone when I was taking a shower. Who were you


    talking to on the phone?¡±


    Deirdre was stunned because she heard no reply from Kyran even after she had taken two steps


    forward.¡± Kyran?¡±


    Kyran put down the phone. His ck eyes were filled with sophisticated feelings that he had to breathe


    repeatedly to calm himself down.

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    Resent Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 420


    Chapter 420 Do You Regret Being With Me?


    ¡°Your phone, someone called you earlier.¡±


    Upon hearing the answer, Deirdre¡¯s face, which was blushing from the heat, instantly turned pale.


    ¡°Who?¡±


    Kyran didn¡¯t answer but paced toward her step by step.


    Before Deirdre could speak again, Kyran took the towel from her hand and gently patted her hair. His


    movements were infinitely gentle, but the air pressure around him was inexplicably suffocating. Deirdre


    clenched her fists tightly, and her palms were sweating. She asked again, ¡°Who called?¡±


    Kyran finally stopped his movements. With his face unexpectedly cold, he took out his phone and


    typed, Who do you think it could be?¡±


    Deirdre swallowed her saliva. She couldn¡¯t think of anyone else apart from Tobey, but she didn¡¯t know


    what they had said over the phone and why Kyran was in a bad mood.


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    ¡°W-Was it Tobey?¡±


    Kyran replied with a sophisticated feeling in his eyes, ¡°Yes, it was him.¡±


    As predicted¡­


    Deirdre felt ufortable.


    Kyran asked, ¡°Is there any secret between you and him that I don¡¯t know?¡±


    Without waiting for an answer, he added another question, ¡°Deirdre, who¡¯s Tobey to you? And who am


    I?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s mind went nk for a while. Kyranughed at himself. ¡°Ever since you agreed to be my


    girlfriend, you¡¯ve been acting very strangely. And you are close with Tobey. D-Do you regret agreeing to


    be my girlfriend, regret being with me?¡±


    ¡°Of course not!¡± Deirdre strongly denied it. She closed her eyes and feltplicated because no one


    could understand her feelings.


    She cared about Kyran and was looking forward to this rtionship, but at the same time, she was


    afraid. She was afraid that Kyran would be that man.


    ¡°Since you haven¡¯t regretted it, tell me why you suddenly bought sanitary napkins when your period


    hasn¡¯t arrived yet. I thought I remembered it wrong, but you actually wanted to contact Tobey, right?¡±


    Kyran took a deep breath, and he even typed somewhat harder.


    Hearing that her intention was exposed, Deirdre felt embarrassed, and her eyes drooped.


    Kyran couldn¡¯t get an answer, so he gave her the towel in his hand. ¡°Deirdre, I¡¯m not a saint. I could


    bear it before because I was pursuing you at that time. But after bing my girlfriend, I can¡¯t help


    feeling jealous and ufortable, especially when confronting a love rival who provokes me. I don¡¯t


    me you for hiding something from me, but if you just want to hide from me and keep in touch with


    someone who likes you, then I think we both need to calm down.¡±


    He turned, intending to leave.


    Reflexively, Deirdre grabbed the hem of his clothes and said depressingly, ¡°Kyran, I¡¯d never two-time


    you. Are you willing to believe that I have difficulties?¡±


    Kyran didn¡¯t break free but asked, ¡°Why can¡¯t you tell me your difficulties? Do you think I¡¯m not truthful


    enough to you?¡±


    ¡°Kyran.¡± Deirdre took a deep breath, trying to control the urge to speak out again and again. ¡°I-I can¡¯t


    speak it out.¡±


    Kyran was silent for a moment. He kissed her forehead, but at the same time, pushed her hand away.


    ¡°Since you can¡¯t speak it out, I won¡¯t force you. You can tell me only after you have settled your affairs.¡±


    He handed Deirdre her phone. ¡°I¡¯ll give you time to deal with the call. I¡¯ll go out for a while.¡±


    Deirdre bit her lip. ¡°Thank you.¡±


    Kyran didn¡¯t say a word. He merely stood there for a while and went out.


    When Kyran left, Deirdre¡¯s eyes couldn¡¯t help turning red. She closed her eyes and inhaled repeatedly


    before she could finally calm herself down.

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    Resent Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 421


    Chapter 421 High School Graduation Photos


    Deirdre knew Kyran was angry.


    It was just that, considering his personality, instead of having a hysterical fit and demanding an


    exnation, he would just force himself to calm down. Therefore, it was difficult for Deirdre to rte


    Kyran to Brendan, who was very possessive.


    However, she couldn¡¯t forget what the woman had said to her.


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    Kyran could be anyone but Brendan.


    Taking a deep breath, Deirdre picked up her phone and made a call to Tobey.


    Tobey waited for a few seconds before epting the call. He asked, ¡°Are you Deirdre?¡±


    ¡°Yeah, it¡¯s me Tobey.¡±


    Tobey chuckled and replied, ¡°I called you earlier, and Kyran epted the call.¡±


    ¡°Kyran has told me about that.¡±


    ¡°So¡­ Since he helped you to answer your call at such ate hour, does this mean that you guys are


    living together now?¡±


    Deirdre was stumped for a moment. She did not reply to the question directly. After all, they were no


    different from living together now.


    ¡°Did you call me to tell me about the photo, Tobey?¡± Deirdre asked, changing the topic.


    ¡°Yes, you¡¯re right,¡± replied Tobey. Since they were talking about an important matter, his voice became.


    stern. ¡°Although I don¡¯t have any recent photos of Brendan, my friend has a photo of Brendan when he


    graduated from high school. So what I want to ask you is that, is there a big difference between


    Brendan. and his high school days?¡±


    ¡°Difference?¡± Deirdre clutched her hands tightly. ¡°I¡¯m not sure about it.¡±


    She did not know about that. They were in the university when she first fell in love with Brendan. At that


    time, he was able to shoulder responsibilities alone and started a charity business.


    ¡°But¡­¡± Deirdre gulped hard and continued. ¡°If my memories serve me right, he looked slightly youthful.


    and more gentle than when he was 23 years old in the midst of his career.¡±


    ¡°When he was 23 years old?¡± Tobey was stunned for a moment. ¡°Deirdre, Brendan is 27 now.¡±


    ¡°I know.¡±


    She lost her eyesight after that. Therefore, what was left in her mind was the bad impression of


    Brendan when he was 23 years old.


    ¡°I only saw him once when he was 23 years old,¡± she exined.


    ¡°This is hard. I thought we could get something useful from that graduation photo.¡±


    Deirdre asked, ¡°What does he look like in the photo? Does he look different from Kyran?¡±


    ¡°I think he is. Just like you said, he looks more youthful in the picture. But the picture is blurred. I can


    only see that they look quite simr to each other, and both of them look gentle.¡±


    ¡°Gentle?¡±


    ¡°The friend of mine who gave me the picture told me that Brendan liked to smile a lot when he was in


    enough to you?¡±


    ¡°Kyran.¡± Deirdre took a deep breath, trying to control the urge to speak out again and again. ¡°I-I can¡¯t


    speak it out.¡±


    Kyran was silent for a moment. He kissed her forehead, but at the same time, pushed her hand away.


    ¡°Since you can¡¯t speak it out, I won¡¯t force you. You can tell me only after you have settled your affairs.¡±


    He handed Deirdre her phone. ¡°I¡¯ll give you time to deal with the call. I¡¯ll go out for a while.¡±


    Deirdre bit her lip. ¡°Thank you.¡±


    Kyran didn¡¯t say a word. He merely stood there for a while and went out.


    When Kyran left, Deirdre¡¯s eyes couldn¡¯t help turning red. She closed her eyes and inhaled repeatedly


    before she could finally calm herself down.

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    Resent Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 422


    Chapter 422 Am I Not Good Enough?


    Deirdre was stunned. ¡°Yeah?¡±


    ¡°I think I¡¯ve done something wrong, so I think I should tell you about it,¡± Tobey said, chuckling


    helplessly.


    Deirdre was stunned. ¡°What is it?¡±


    ¡°It wasn¡¯t you but Kyran who answered the call when I first called, and you know that. But what you


    don¡¯t know is that I actually said something terrible to him.¡±


    ¡°What do you mean?¡±


    ¡°I told him that you guys aren¡¯t going tost long because you said yes to him on the spur of the


    moment. I also told him that there is a secret between us¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s heart skipped a beat. It was only now she saw the light of Kyran¡¯s anger She thought he was


    angry with her because she had lied to him. She never expected this to be the reason.


    ¡°Even though I don¡¯t like him, he¡¯s your boyfriend. I shouldn¡¯t have said something like that, and I


    apologize for letting my emotions get the best of me,¡± said Tobey


    ¡°Tobey, I can forgive you this time, but¡­ I hope the same thing won¡¯t happen again. This isn¡¯t you


    You¡¯re not someone who would do or say something like this,¡± said Deirdre, lowering her head.


    ¡°I¡¯m not someone who would say something like that?¡± Tobey let out a bitter smile as he felt there was


    a heavy weight on his chest. ¡°Am I a saint in your heart?¡±


    Deirdre was dumbfounded.


    ¡°Deirdre, I¡¯m a human too. I can be ufortable and jealous too when seeing the woman I love being


    together with a man she has known for less than two months,¡± said Tobey


    ¡°Tobey¡­¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m sorry.¡± Tobey took a deep breath and snapped himself back to reality. ¡°I¡¯ve talked too much. Please


    forget everything I said. I just took some wine before calling you. I hope you won¡¯t mind. I¡¯ll hang up


    now if you don¡¯t have anything else to tell me.¡±


    Tobey hung up the call first. Holding her phone, Deirdre let out a sigh.


    Since Kyran was still outside, she put down her phone and walked toward the door. She pushed the


    door open and said, ¡°Kyran?¡±


    He snubbed out the cigarette, but it was toote. Deirdre asked, ¡°Are you smoking?¡±


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    Before waiting for Kyran to reply, she continued. ¡°You shouldn¡¯t be smoking in the hospital. Have you


    forgotten that you¡¯re a patient now?¡±


    ¡°Are you worried about me?¡± Kyran asked, stunning Deirdre.


    After she came to her senses, she said, ¡°You¡¯re my boyfriend. Of course, I¡¯m worried about you.¡±


    ¡°I thought you¡¯d break up with me after the phone call.¡±


    ¡°Huh?¡± Deirdre was stunned. ¡°What makes you think that? I-¡±


    Before she could finish her sentence, Kyran grabbed her into his arms and pinned her on the wall


    gently. He lowered his head and nted a kiss on her lips. Despite his gentle movements, he seemed


    a little impatient and vented his emotions when his lips touched hers.


    Deirdre could feel the coldness on Kyran¡¯s fingertips. She slowly closed her eyes. She did not feel


    disgusted by the smell of cigarettes on the man¡¯s lips. After the kiss was over, Kyran put his arms


    around her and buried his head into her shoulder.


    ¡°Promise me, Deirdre. If I¡¯ve done something wrong, just bring it up, and we¡¯ll work it out together. Don¡¯t


    just keep silent and run away from me, okay?¡± he pleaded.


    Deirdre felt a pang in her heart.


    She did not know what made Kyran think this way. He respected all of her decisions. She felt that every


    second she spent with him was a gift from heaven. She couldn¡¯t fathom why Kyran thought he had


    done something wrong.


    He was the most perfect man she had ever met, but¡­

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    Chapter 423 The Cigarette Brand That He Likes


    Deirdre felt that there was a lump in her throat.


    Why would that woman say Kyran was Brendan?


    Before she could figure out the woman¡¯s intention, she felt like there was a prick inside of her. If she


    couldn¡¯t get to the bottom of this, she couldn¡¯t open her heart up and be together with Kyran.


    ¡°Okay, I promise you, Kyran. I won¡¯t leave your side, I¡­ I just need you to give me some time to figure.


    something out,¡± Deirdre said after taking a deep breath. ¡°After I¡¯ve found the answer, I¡¯ll ept you


    wholeheartedly.¡±


    Kyran did not say anything in return. He just tightened his arms around her.


    Deirdre buried her head into his chest. Suddenly, something crossed her mind, and she asked, ¡°Oh


    yeah, Tobey told me that he said something terrible to you. Is that true?¡±


    Kyran was stunned. He paused for a moment and typed, ¡°I don¡¯t care.¡°


    ¡°Are you sure?¡± Deirdre chuckled. ¡°If you really didn¡¯t care, you wouldn¡¯t have reacted like that.


    Anyway, Tobey and I are just friends. I¡¯m asking him to help me out with a favor. He knows he¡¯s wrong,


    so he has apologized to me. I¡¯ve already forgiven him, so you should do the same too.¡±


    Kyran tightened his arms around Deirdre. It took him a while before he typed on his phone. ¡°I don¡¯t


    know if you trust me or not, but I¡¯m not angry with him, Deirdre. I was just angry with myself. You


    wouldn¡¯t have to ask Tobey for help if I was more capable.¡±


    ¡°You¡¯re so silly.¡± Deirdre patted his back.


    They hugged each other for a long while, and none of them spoke.


    After a while, Den cleared his throat and shattered the silence. ¡°I know I shouldn¡¯t interrupt this


    lovely. moment, but there are others here. I¡¯m sure you don¡¯t want to misguide those minors, right?¡±


    Deirdre felt embarrassed and released Kyran.


    ¡°What brought you here at this hour?¡± asked Kyran.


    ¡°Why do I have a feeling that you¡¯re ming me for interrupting you and Miss McKinnon?¡± Den said,


    gnashing his teeth in exasperation, ¡°Have you forgotten that I¡¯m the cupid who matched you two up?


    Even if I don¡¯t have anything to discuss with you today, you can¡¯t treat me this way, let alone I do have


    something to tell you.¡±


    Before Kyran could reply, Den waved his hand and continued. ¡°Let¡¯s go in first. I want to discuss


    something with you about our project at Alnwick.¡±


    As Deirdre was going into the room with them, she suddenly stopped in her tracks.


    She looked around and felt for the trash can. After taking a deep breath, she stuck her arm into it.


    The silver lining was that the trash can was cleaned up regrly. There wasn¡¯t much rubbish inside,


    and she soon found the cigarette Kyran had thrown in earlier. She pulled out the tissue paper in her


    pocket and wrapped it in.


    She still remembered the brand of cigarettes that Brendan enjoyed. It was called Winston. It was a


    rather popr local brand of cigarette in Neve in the past. When it nearly went out of business, it was


    funded by Brendan and became a famous tobo brand under the Brighthall Group.


    It was the only brand of cigarettes that Brendan enjoyed, and Kyran had onlye back from Germia.


    There was no way he woulde across Winston, so¡­


    Deirdre carefully put it into her pocket. When she went into the room, Den was still talking to Kyran.


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    However, since it was alreadyte, he just briefly told Kyran what had happened and then decided to


    leave.


    ¡°Let me walk you to the exit, Mr. King.¡± Deirdre rose to her feet.


    ¡°It¡¯s okay.¡± Den said, teasing her, ¡°A certain person isn¡¯t happy with me for interrupting you guys just


    now if you walk me to the exit, I guess he¡¯ll cut ties with me tomorrow.¡±


    Deirdre felt embarrassed and lowered her head. ¡°Stop teasing me like that, Mr. King.¡±


    ¡°Alright, alright. I can walk myself out. I¡¯lle back tomorrow. Have a good rest.¡± Denughed.

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    Chapter 424 Jealousy


    ¡°Okay.¡±


    Den closed the door as he was on his way out.


    At that moment, Kyran noticed the dirt on Deirdre¡¯s hand and typed, ¡°Why is your hand so dirty?¡±


    Deirdre took a tissue paper and wiped the dirt off.


    ¡°My phone dropped on the floor just now. I guess that¡¯s when I got it dirty,¡± she exined.


    ¡°You should have let me know about it. Don¡¯t you know how dirty and cold the floor is?¡±


    Kyran went to take a towel and helped Deirdre clean her hand seriously.


    ¡°You were talking about work with Mr. King. If it were a normal time, I would¡¯ve asked you for your


    help,¡± Deirdre said with a chuckle.


    After cleaning her hand, Kyran picked up his phone. ¡°Next time, you cane to me and ask for my


    help even if he¡¯s here. He¡¯s not as important as you.¡±


    ¡°If Mr. King heard what you said, he¡¯d be very sad.¡± Deirdreughed.


    ¡°Putting a girlfriend in the first ce is what all boyfriends should do. He shouldn¡¯t be sad at all.


    Instead, he should be envious. But even if he¡¯s envious about it, there¡¯s nothing he can do either,¡±


    Kyran typed matter-of-factly.


    Deirdre¡¯s face burned red with embarrassment after she heard what Kyran said. She lowered her head


    and went to make the bed.


    Deirdre slept soundly throughout the entire night. She did not even realize it when Den came the


    next morning.


    When she finally woke up, Kyran was asking the nurse to help him warm up the porridge.


    ¡°What time is it?¡± she asked, her voice raspy.


    ¡°It¡¯s nine in the morning now.¡±


    Deirdre was jaw struck.


    ¡°Why didn¡¯t you wake me up? I can¡¯t believe I¡¯ve slept for so long.¡±


    ¡°You hadn¡¯t been sleeping well the past two days. You were sleeping very soundly yesterday, so I


    decided to let you sleep a little longer.¡±


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    Deirdre raised her arm up in the air and yawned. Even though she had slept for ten hours, she felt her


    head swimming and surmised that she was sick.


    She put on her shoes and went to clean herself up. By the time she returned, the porridge was ready.


    Kyran was looking at her from the side while she ate the porridge. After she finished it, he took the


    tissue paper and helped her wipe her mouth clean..


    Deirdre took over the tissue paper and said embarrassingly, ¡°I¡­ I can do it myself.¡±


    ¡°You don¡¯t have to feel embarrassed at all.¡±


    Deirdre just wanted to find a hole and bury herself in it. She kept her head low and said, ¡°I¡¯ll go wash


    our


    clothes now.¡±


    Without waiting for Kyran to say anything, she took the basket and ran away from the ward. Her


    embarrassment ebbed away only after she came out of the ward. She felt that Kyran had changed. He


    liked to tease her and relish in her embarrassment now.


    She walked for another two steps and stuck her hand into her pocket. She hesitated for a moment


    when she touched the item in her pocket. After a short while, she made a decision in her heart and


    turned around.


    She could only recognize the way to Dr. Engle¡¯s office. She knocked on the door, and a voice erupted


    from inside. ¡°Come in.¡±


    Deirdre pushed the door open, and Dr. Engle was surprised to see her.


    ¡°Miss McKinnon? What¡¯s the matter? Did the medicine not work well? Or do you feel ufortable


    somewhere?¡±


    ¡°Yes, Dr. Engle. I keep having this stinging sensation on my cheek.¡± Deirdre put the basket down and


    took her seat.


    ¡°Let me take a look.¡±


    Dr. Engle took off the bandage and observed her face. After that, he said, ¡°Well, I don¡¯t see any


    swelling, and the stinging sensation is because the medication is working. You¡¯ll definitely feel


    ufortable as the new flesh is growing. You¡¯ll even feel itchyter. If you really can¡¯t stand it,e


    over here, and I¡¯ll help you change the dressing regrly. I also have some special medication that will


    stop the itchiness.¡±


    ¡°Okay.¡± Deirdre nodded but did not leave. She bit the bullet and asked, ¡°Dr. Engle, can you help me


    with something?¡±


    ¡°Of course!¡± Dr. Engle ced his hands on the table. ¡°Fire it away, Miss McKinnon.¡±


    Deirdre pulled the tissue paper out of her pocket and opened it up gently, revealing the cigarette inside.


    ¡°You¡¯re more knowledgeable, so can you tell me which brand this cigarette is?¡±

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    Chapter 425 There Is a Flower On the Cigarette


    Dr. Engle was surprised. He had assumed Deirdre wanted to relieve her difort or ask about the


    condition of her face. It was never in his wildest imagination that she was asking him the brand of a


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    cigarette


    As if she could read his mind, Deirdre exined, ¡°I smelled it asionally and thought its scent was


    good, so i wanted to buy it and give it to Kyran as a gift.¡±


    ¡°Ah, I see¡± Dr. Engle chuckled. ¡°It seems like you guys are ready to announce your rtionship. Does


    this. mean that I can expect your marriage news soon?¡±


    Deirdre was stunned, and her face turned red with embarrassment. ¡°How did you know about that, Dr.


    Engle?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m not dumb. You two were holding hands so tightly when you came to me yesterday. I can¡¯t think of


    any other exnations if you two aren¡¯t a couple.¡±


    It was only now that Deirdre realized they had been holding hands the whole time yesterday.


    Her face turned even redder, and Dr. Engleughed. ¡°There¡¯s no need to feel embarrassed. I can see


    that both of you like each other, and it¡¯s only a matter of time before you¡¯re together. Now that you¡¯ve


    finally! made it, I¡¯m truly happy for you two.¡±


    After that, Dr. Engle picked up the cigarette and looked at it.


    He said, ¡°This cigarette¡­¡±


    ¡°Do you know what brand it is?¡± asked Deirdre.


    ¡°I¡¯ve never seen this brand before,¡± replied Dr. Engle.


    Winston was a famous local brand in Neve. It hadn¡¯t been introduced here yet, and Deirdre¡¯s heart


    leaped into her throat. ¡°Is there any logo in it?¡±


    ¡°Yes, there is a logo.¡± Dr. Engle observed the logo with a magnifying ss. ¡°There is a flower on it and


    some tiny words. Let me read it first.¡±


    ¡°Flower?¡±


    Deirdre felt a buzz in her head. She kept looking for the logo of Winston in her memories. She


    remembered that she had seen a flower near the tip of the cigarette when Brendan was smoking.


    For a moment, Deirdre felt her blood run cold, and she had the urge to run away from here.


    What if it was really Winston?


    There was no way Kyran would know about this brand since he had only returned from Germia. Once it


    was confirmed that it was Winston, then Kyran would certainly be Brendan. When that happened, what


    should she do?


    Deirdre¡¯s face turned as pale as a sheet of paper, and beads of sweat began to ooze out of her palm


    profusely.


    Meanwhile, Dr. Engle¡¯s eyes glowed, and he said, ¡°Aha! I think I know it!¡±


    Then, he looked at Deirdre, stunning her.


    Frowning, he asked, ¡°What happened, Miss McKinnon? You look pale. I already know the brand of the


    cigarette. Do you want to know about it?¡±


    Deirdre bit her lower lip. She did not know whether she wanted to know the answer. Her heart was filled


    with fear right now. She was worried that the answer might not be the answer she wanted.


    However, on second thought, was she really going to keep running away from the truth like this?


    Deirdre clenched her fist tightly and mustered up her courage. ¡°Please¡­ Please tell me, Dr. Engle.¡±


    ¡°This is Mr. Reed¡¯s cigarette, isn¡¯t it? He gave me a packet before. From its logo and words, it¡¯s a brand


    for Germia, so you can¡¯t find it anywhere in our country. Where did you smell it before?¡±


    Deidre froze for a few seconds. Her eyes were wide open, and she felt like the stone weighing on her


    chest was gone.


    ¡°I¡­ I smelled it in the corridor,¡± she said. ¡°Dr. Engle, are you sure it¡¯s a brand from Germia?¡±


    ¡°Yes, I¡¯m sure of it. We won¡¯t be able to find this type of cigarette in our country. It¡¯s made differently.


    Besides, the words on it are Germian.¡±


    ¡°Then what about the flower?¡±


    ¡°The flower? I guess it¡¯s a part of the logo. It has seven petals and a strange shape. I¡¯ve never seen


    this kind of flower before.¡±

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    Chapter 426 You Don¡¯t Trust Me Anymore?


    Deirdre felt as if all her strength had left her body. She remembered that the flower on Winston had four


    petals. All of the petals were closed. It was in the budding stage while signifying undying wills.


    ¡®It isn¡¯t Winston, is it?¡±


    When tears streamed down from her eyes, Dr. Engle was stunned.


    ¡°What happened, Miss McKinnon? Why are you crying?¡±


    Deirdre clenched her fists. Her body was still shaking profusely, and she exined, ¡°Nothing. I am just


    sad that I can¡¯t buy this brand of cigarettes for Kyran.¡±


    ¡°You want to get this as a gift for Mr. Reed, right? But he already has it, so there¡¯s no point for you to


    buy it for him anymore. Besides, judging from how much Mr. Reed loves you, I think he¡¯ll be very happy


    even if you give him a flower you picked from the roadside


    Deirdre wiped the tears off and smiled. You¡¯re right I¡¯ll go figure something else out then¡±


    ¡°Alright.¡±


    Deirdre felt as if a weight had been lifted off her chest aftering out of the office However, the


    feeling did not stay long. Soon, she thought of something, and her heart sank again.


    Even if the brand was not Winston, it couldn¡¯t prove that Kyran was not Brendan. It could only prove


    that he was not Brendan at this moment


    Holding the basket in her hands, she walked along the wall Suddenly, she heard a series of hurried


    footsteps, and then Kyran appeared in front of her. He grabbed her hand, and she could feel his anxiety


    even though there was no emotion in the mechanical voice.


    ¡°Where have you been?¡±


    Deirdre was stunned. Before she could say anything, Kyran continued. ¡°I went to look for you in the


    laundry room, but I didn¡¯t see you there. Why did youe to Dr. Engle¡¯s room? Are you sick? Or are


    you feeling unwell?¡±


    Deirdre felt a gush of warmth spread inside of her listening to this mechanical voice. She forced a smile


    on her face and said, ¡°Nothing. I just feel some stinging pain on my cheek, so I came to ask Dr. Engle


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    about it.¡±


    ¡°Stinging pain? Then what did he say?¡±


    ¡°He said this is normal. There will be a stinging pain apanied by the new growing flesh.¡±


    Kyran let out a sigh of relief. Still, there was a hint of tiredness and helplessness in his eyes. ¡°So, you


    came out not to wash the clothes, right? You purposely found an excuse just toe to look for Dr.


    Engle? Do you not trust me anymore, Deirdre? Even if you¡¯re feeling pain in your face right now, you¡¯d


    rather put up with it than tell me?¡±


    His words were filled with disappointment.


    It took Deirdre a long while toe around to her senses. ¡°No, it isn¡¯t like that, Kyran. I didn¡¯t tell you


    because¡­¡±


    ¡°Because what?¡± Kyran asked, ¡°Because you didn¡¯t want me to worry about you?¡±


    Deirdre was stumped and nodded.


    After a long silence, Kyran grabbed her into his arms and sighed. Then, he typed, ¡°Deirdre, I hope you


    can


    open your heart and be honest with me. If this continues, not only will I feel exhausted, but you will too.¡±


    Apparently, Kyran did not believe her. It was just that he was not going to press the matter further.


    Deirdre bit her lower lip and sniffed. She had the urge to ask him the question in her heart, but a


    second voice in her mind told her she wouldn¡¯t get any answer from him and to forgo the attempt.


    ¡°Do you want to go out and grab something to eat?¡± asked Deirdre. ¡°I¡¯m sure you must be tired of the


    food here, right? Let¡¯s go out and eat.¡±


    Kyran asked, ¡°What about your face?¡±


    Her face was bandaged. Not only did she have difficulty eating things, but there was a lot of food she


    could not eat as well.


    ¡°I¡¯ll be fine. Dr. Engle said it¡¯s fine for me to eat something light.¡±


    Kyran¡¯s gaze turned gentle as he typed, ¡°Alright then. Let¡¯s go out.¡±


    He returned to his ward and changed into new clothes. Deirdre put on a new mask, and Kyran was


    waiting


    for her outside. When she came out, he gazed at her hand for a while before reaching out to her.


    ¡°Come, let¡¯s go.¡±

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    Chapter 427 Brendan Is In the Restaurant


    Before this, Kyran held her hand whenever they walked together.


    Deirdre was stunned for a moment, and disappointment shed across her eyes. The moment she put


    her hand on his arm, she suddenly changed her direction and grabbed his hand.


    Kyran froze for a moment, and Deirdre assured him by holding his hand even tighter. ¡°I think this will be


    more convenient.¡±


    Kyran¡¯s gaze was gentle as he looked at her. He grabbed her hand back, and they left the hospital.


    There were many restaurants around the hospital. They found a rather clean restaurant and ordered a


    private room.


    It was warm inside the private room. When ordering food, Deirdre asked Kyran, ¡°Is there any food you


    can¡¯t eat right now?¡±


    ¡°You can just order anything you want.¡±


    Deirdre thought for a moment and asked the waiter for rmendations. When a dish about Brussels


    sprouts was mentioned, she frowned.


    ¡°This is one of the specialties of our restaurant. You can give it a try, miss. I¡¯m sure you¡¯ll like it if you¡¯re


    not a Brussels sprouts hater,¡± the waiter said with a smile.


    She did not mind eating Brussels sprouts, but she knew that it was one of Brendan¡¯s most hated


    vegetables.


    Even though Brendan found relish in her cooking, he would never take a single bite when she cooked


    Brussels sprouts. In his opinion, Brussels sprouts had this strange vor, and he would get angry if she


    forced him to eat them.


    ¡°Okay, I¡¯ll order one,¡± said Deirdre, and Kyran did not make any objection.


    She ordered a few dishes and sent the waiter away. The room was warm, so she took off her jacket.


    You¡¯ve been staying in Germia, so I¡¯m not sure if you can adapt to the dishes here. If you don¡¯t like


    them, you need to let me know. I¡¯ll order some other food for you.¡±


    ¡°My mother is from Bert. She cooks Berth dishes whenever she¡¯s home, so I think it¡¯s not a problem for


    me.¡±


    ¡°Alright then.¡±


    Deirdre loathed herself for her action. She did not want to do this to Kyran either, but she wouldn¡¯t feel


    at ease until she got a confirmed answer. She got up to her feet and said, ¡°I have to excuse myself for


    a while.¡±


    ¡°Where are you going?¡± Kyran stood up as well.


    Deirdre smiled. ¡°Don¡¯t worry. I just want to get some fresh air and have the waiter show me the way to


    the restroom. You can wait for me here.¡±


    ¡°You¡¯re not familiar with the ce here, and you¡¯re on the second floor. What if you get lost?¡± Kyran


    frowned.


    ¡°Don¡¯t worry about me. I¡¯ll be fine.¡±


    Kyran nodded in the end. After Deirdre came out of the private room, she closed the door, and her face


    sank. She walked along the wall and came to the lower floor. She made her way back to the


    receptionist


    based on her memory and asked, ¡°Hi, may I know where the waiter is?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m the waiter. How may I help you?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m the customer from Room 206. Can you inform the chef and put more vinegar in our dishes?¡±


    Deirdre said after taking a breath.


    ¡°Vinegar?¡± The waiter nced over their order and said, ¡°There are two dishes we can¡¯t add vinegar to


    as it¡¯ll make the dishes taste bad. Are you sure you want to add vinegar to all dishes?¡±


    Deirdre hesitated for a moment and said, ¡°Then add more onions for those two dishes.¡±


    She had been living with Brendan for two years. She was the one who took care of him, so she knew


    what he did not like to eat.


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    The waiter nodded and said, ¡°Okay then. I¡¯ll inform the chef.¡±


    ¡°Thank you.¡±


    Deirdre stayed to calm herself down for a while after the waiter left. A waiter came down as she headed


    upstairs and said excitedly, ¡°You know what? Brendan is here!¡±


    Another waiter replied in disbelief, ¡°Brendan? That CEO of the Brighthall Group? Are you sure about


    that?¡±

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    ¡°I¡¯m not joking! It¡¯s real! All of our tables and rooms were fully reserved today, but when he camete,


    he just gave his name, and our manager prepared a room for him. Other than Mr. Brighthall, I can¡¯t


    think of anyone else who¡¯s capable of doing that.¡±


    ¡°Seriously? What is he doing here? I thought he was in Neve?¡±


    ¡°I heard that he¡¯s here for treatment.¡±


    The two waiters did not know that Deirdre had been listening to their conversation not far away. Her


    blood ran cold.


    ¡®Brendan is in this restaurant?¡±


    Her pupils shrank.


    ¡®How can this be?¡±


    There were many restaurants in this ce, and this restaurant was not that popr either. What were


    the odds that he would show up here at this restaurant simultaneously with her?


    Suddenly, Deirdre remembered something. When they arrived at this restaurant, the waiter told them


    that all of their tables and rooms were fully booked. However, Kyran just said something to the waiter,


    and they gave them a private room. A chill rushed down her spine when the thought appeared in her


    mind.


    Two coincidences were a clue, and three coincidences were proof.


    Deirdre tightened her fists and walked toward the two waiters. Her heart was beating rapidly, and her


    eyes were red around the rims.


    ¡°Hi, I heard you guys say that Brendan is in this restaurant now?¡±


    The two waiters were stunned. Although they were not happy at her intrusion, they did notsh out at


    Deirdre due to their professionalism. They frowned and asked, ¡°Yes, he¡¯s here.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s chest heaved up and down even faster as she asked, ¡°Where is he right now?¡±


    One of the waiters came to her senses and replied sternly, ¡°I¡¯m sorry. We can¡¯t expose our guest¡¯s


    personal information.¡±


    ¡°I can give you money!¡± said Deirdre. Her blood was running cold as she continued. ¡°I can give you as


    much money as you want. Just tell me where Brendan is right now. Please, I beg of you!¡±


    She was in desperate need of a confirmed answer right now.


    The waiter thought she was a lunatic and rolled her eyes at her. ¡°Money? Are you serious? You don¡¯t


    seem like a rich person to me at all. Besides, even if you have money, we have our code of conduct.


    We mustn¡¯t expose our guest¡¯s personal information. If you don¡¯t stop right now, we¡¯ll call the security


    guard and get you out of here!¡±


    ¡°Something must be wrong with her head. Does she want to know where Mr. Brighthall is? She should


    go and look at herself in a mirror. There¡¯s no way Mr. Brighthall would be interested in her.¡±,


    The waiters went away, leaving Deirdre to stand frozen stiff at the stairs.


    Regardless of whether Brendan was in this restaurant or Kyran was Brendan, these thoughts made her


    blood turn cold. She touched the wall aimlessly in an attempt to find a ce to hide. When she felt a


    door, she opened it up and walked inside.


    There was no heating in this room, and the coldness woke her up a little bit. She felt around and


    realized


    that she was in the male toilet.


    Suddenly, she heard people talking outside. She hastily grabbed the door of a cubicle and shut herself


    in.


    She was sweating profusely, and her fingers were numb. Then, the people finally entered the toilet.


    A man who was in his mid-40s smiled and said, ¡°Mr. Brighthall, I didn¡¯t expect to see you here. I


    thought it would be impossible to see you for a year.¡±


    ¡®Mr. Brighthall?¡±


    Then, the voice that she never wanted to hear rang out. ¡°I¡¯m so sorry about that, Mr. Taylor. I¡¯ve wanted


    to pay you a visit ever since I came here, but unfortunately, my health just doesn¡¯t allow me to do that.¡±


    A wave of coldness surged through every nerve ending in Deirdre¡¯s body, causing her blood to run cold


    and her body to shake. The deep, maic voice sounded like it wasing from someone who had


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    Chapter 429 Who Is It? Come Out Now!


    ¡°That¡¯s my pleasure. But you need to take care of yourself, Mr. Brighthall,¡± said Mr. Taylor. ¡°Anyway,


    has your condition improved after your treatment?¡±


    ¡°Yeah. The doctor has already arranged an operation for me.¡±


    ¡°A lot of things have happened in Neve after you left. When everyone heard that you were seriously ill,


    many people tried to climb up and pull you down from the throne. The media and newspapers are


    looking everywhere for your news as well. Luckily, you came here. If you were still in Neve, there would


    be a lot of people waiting for you day and night outside of the hospital.¡±


    Brendan did not say anything, and Mr. Taylor continued. ¡°Are you going to postpone your marriage with


    Ms. McKinney?¡±


    ¡°Yeah,¡± Brendan replied calmly. ¡°It¡¯ll be postponed indefinitely.¡±


    ¡°What a shame. I was waiting to join your wedding ceremony,¡± Mr. Taylor said as he washed his hands


    at the water tap. ¡°But you can have the wedding any time after you¡¯ve fully recovered. At that time,


    you¡¯ll be sessful in your career and have a happy family. You¡¯ll be the happiest man in the world at


    that time.¡±


    ¡°A happy family, huh?¡± Brendan lowered his head. He looked at his pale and slender fingers before


    looking at himself through the mirror. He was wearing a suit, but one could see that he was sick from


    his ashen face. It was just that he had a handsome and assertive look. He did not look weak at all, and


    he was still able to strike fear into people¡¯s hearts with a single gaze.


    He let out a mocking smile and looked away. As he washed his hands, he said, ¡°That¡¯s a little difficult,


    I¡¯m


    afraid.¡±


    ¡°You¡¯re still young, Mr. Brighthall. Even if you injured your waist, you can still return to your best form


    after you¡¯ve recovered!¡± Mr. Taylorughed.


    ¡°Ring!¡±


    Suddenly, an ear-deafening ringtone rang out from the cubicle behind them.


    Deirdre¡¯s pupils shrank, and she hastily hung up the call. Her back was wet with sweat, and her entire


    being was filled with fear.


    She was only one step away from Brendan. Ever since she faked her death, she had never been so


    close to Brendan. Even if she wanted to run right now, there was no ce for her to run to. She was


    like the fish on the block. She just hoped that Brendan could leave now, but she did not expect her


    phone to ring again.


    Deirdre hastily hung up the call again..


    Outside, Brendan looked at the cubicle behind him through the mirror. He frowned slightly, and his gaze


    was turning cold with each passing second.


    ¡°Who is in there?¡±


    He turned his head around, looking at the cubicle behind him with a piercing gaze.


    Deirdre covered her mouth, her entire body shaking.


    He squinted and walked up to the cubicle. He ced his hand on the handle and turned it, but the door


    was locked from the inside. His gaze turned colder as hemanded, ¡°Come out now!¡±


    Mr. Taylor was stunned. ¡°What¡¯s the matter, Mr. Brighthall?¡±


    Brendan did not know about it either. He just felt that the person inside the cubicle was weird.


    After all, no one would hang up the phone twice as soon as it rang out, and no one would stay quiet


    after someone asked a question. The suspicion in his heart was getting stronger and stronger.


    ¡°I¡¯ming in if you don¡¯te out now. I¡¯ll count to three. Three, two¡­¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s heart was in her throat. As Brendan was counting down, she bit her lower lip tightly and felt


    that she was done for this time.


    ¡°One¡­¡±


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    ¡°Mr. Brighthall!¡±


    The moment Brendan counted to one, a waiter appeared outside of the restroom. ¡°Are you in there, Mr.


    Brighthall? Someone is looking for you. She said she¡¯s your guest, but we didn¡¯t bring her to your


    private room since we didn¡¯t know whether she was telling the truth.¡±


    Brendan frowned. He looked at the cubicle for a long while before retracting his gaze. After that, he


    walked out of the restroom.


    Deirdre let go of her hand only after ensuring no one else was in the restroom anymore.

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    Chapter 430 Madame Brighthall


    Deirdre¡¯s shirt and hair were wet with sweat. The air was cold, and her entire body was shaking with


    fear.


    Even though a door blocked her away from Brendan, she was still assaulted by a wave of coldness that


    chilled her to the bone. The oppression that came with the man from the moment he was born seemed


    like an invisible hand that grabbed her by her neck, suffocating her.


    Fear and nervousness were all she felt during those few minutes.


    After Brendan left, she realized how much she feared this man.


    She dropped to the floor as if all energy had left her body. She wrapped her arms around herself and


    took a few deep breaths until shepletely calmed down.


    Then, her phone rang again.


    She picked it up this time and answered, ¡°Hello.¡±


    There was only the typing sound from the other side of the call. Deirdre came around to her senses


    and realized it was Kyran.


    So did that mean that Kyran was the one who had called her twice?


    Brendan clearly did not know it was her inside the cubicle. He would have never called her while talking


    to Mr. Taylor. In other words¡­.


    For a moment, Deirdre had a splitting headache. However, she still had to thank Kyran for freeing and


    pulling her up from hell with this phone call. Even if he did not say a word at the moment, she felt at


    ease.


    ¡°Kyran? Is that you?¡±


    Kyran knocked twice on the phone in reply to her.


    Deirdre tried to force herself to calm down and took a deep breath. ¡°I¡¯m sorry. I was feeling a bit unwell,


    so I stayed in the restroom for a while longer. Give me another two minutes. I¡¯ll be back soon.¡±


    Kyran knocked on the phone again.


    Deirdre ended the call and got out of the cubicle. She went to the washbasin and rinsed her hands off


    her sweat.


    At the same time, someone came into the restroom again.


    Deirdre tensed up and took a step back. The man was also stunned and did not dare to enter the


    restroom. ¡°Isn¡¯t this the male toilet? Or is the toilet in this restaurant unisex?¡±


    ¡®He isn¡¯t Brendan¡­¡¯


    Deirdre let out a sigh of relief and exined, ¡°No, this is the male toilet, but I¡¯m blind, so I can¡¯t see


    anything and entered the wrong toilet. I¡¯m so sorry about that.¡±


    ¡°I see. It¡¯s okay.¡±


    After she came out of the restroom, Deirdre put on the mask again. Even though her face was


    bandaged, it was wet with sweat and caused her a lot of pain. However, her head was filled with


    Brendan¡¯s figure right now.


    Thest thing she wanted to happen right now was to run into Breandan. After all, she was certain that


    Brendan would be able to recognize her despite her current condition.


    She walked toward her private room along the wall. While she was walking up the stairs, she heard


    some


    noises from ahead.


    ¡°I¡¯ve told him to get some rest, but he refused to listen! His condition is worsening, and if this continues,


    he¡¯ll die earlier than me!¡±


    Deirdre stopped in her tracks when she heard the voice.


    ¡°Madame Brighthall?¡¯ she thought. ¡®What is she doing here? If she is here, that means¡­¡¯


    ¡°Mom, you should know Brendan better than anyone else. He just can¡¯t stay still. Didn¡¯t we already


    agree toe and have a meal with him only today?¡±


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    ¡®Madame Brighthall and Charlene?¡¯ Deirdre¡¯s brain was a muddled mess right now.


    ¡°What is going on?¡±


    Madame Brighthall had been in poor health for years, so she wouldn¡¯t havee out if it weren¡¯t for


    absolute necessity. Deirdre did not understand why all of them came to this small ce all of a sudden.


    ¡°I wouldn¡¯t have to be so worried about him if he could take care of himself.¡± Madame Brighthall


    sighed.¡± Regardless of anything, he has to take care of himself. I don¡¯t care what he¡¯s going to do after


    he recovers, but now¡­¡±


    ¡°Mom¡­¡±


    Both of them fell silent for a moment, and then Madame Brighthall said, ¡°It feels stuffy in here. I¡¯m going


    out to get some fresh air.¡±

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    Chapter 431 The Calls Did Not Come From Him


    I¡¯lle with you, mother.¡±


    Deirdre came to realize the situation and immediately turned around to walk back.


    There was only one thought on her mind now, and that was to ensure that Madame Brighthall remained


    unaware of her presence there.


    It was their agreement. Madame Brighthall would help her to leave while her part of the deal was to


    ensure that Brendan would not find her for the rest of her life.


    Deirdre was so overwhelmed with emotions that she walked faster and faster. She did not notice a


    nt ced by the side of the wall, so she tripped and toppled over.


    She did not expect that the pain would note. A pair of huge hands caught her and pulled her into


    his


    arms.


    Deirdre felt her eyes stung with tears upon smelling his familiar, masculine scent and felt the warmth of


    his hug


    ¡°Kyran¡­¡± She sobbed.


    Kyran¡¯s body that was hugging her tensed up. He asked through his phone, ¡°What¡¯s going on?¡±


    Deirdre shook her head with all her might. She missed the sense of security she felt when she was with


    him.


    ¡°Let¡¯s go back.¡±


    Kyran took her to the private room and discovered that her hair was drenched in sweat. He typed with.


    furrowed eyebrows, ¡°What happened? Your face is covered in sweat.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s head was still in a chaotic mess. She made up a lie with her gaze lowered by saying, ¡°I have


    a stomach ache. I¡¯m in a lot of pain, and that is why I¡¯m sweating.¡±


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    ¡°In pain?¡± Kyran immediately got up and held her hand while he typed on the phone hastily, ¡°Let¡¯s go


    back to the hospital to get you checked!¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m feeling better now.¡± Even though Deirdre wanted to leave this ce as soon as possible, she


    remembered they had yet to eat. She did not want the day to end so quickly because it was rare for


    them to be outside, so she forced a smile. ¡°It¡¯s possible I¡¯m having some gastric pain from hunger.¡±


    Kyran stretched out his hand to wipe away the sweat on Deirdre¡¯s forehead. He remembered


    something and removed her mask to find that the bandage was already drenched. He removed the


    bandage and frowned at the sight of her face, which had turned pale from soaking in sweat.


    ¡°Is it painful?¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s fine.¡± Deirdre was focused on not being found by Brendan, so she could no longer care about the


    pain.


    Kyran heaved a sigh and helped her to clean up her face carefully. Then, he reminded her, ¡°Be careful


    when you eat. Don¡¯t get food on your face. Otherwise, the wound is going to be painful but difficult to


    manage.¡±


    Deirdre nodded. She was suddenly confused about the significance of Madame Brendan¡¯s presence


    here after fully calming herself down.


    ¡®Also¡­ There was also the call¡­ If Kyran and Brendan are the same person, how does he split himself


    into two people?¡¯


    Kyran served Deirdre some food, but she did not eat She raised her head and asked, ¡°Kyran, did you


    call me before I picked up your call?¡±


    Kyran was quiet for a moment. He inquired instead of answering Deirdre¡¯s question, What¡¯s going on?¡±


    Deirdre bit her lower lip tightly. ¡°Tell me first. Did you call me?¡±


    Kyran typed, ¡°No.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s heart was racing. She was under the assumption that she had proof that Kyran was not


    Brendan, but it was just a blunder.


    ¡®The two calls did note from Kyran¡­


    ¡°What¡¯s going on?¡± Kyran typed with a look of confusion. ¡°Did someone call you before I called you?¡±


    ¡°Hmm.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s mind was all confused. She could not figure out how Brendan would handle being Kyran with


    her here while Charlene and Madame Brighthall were in another room if they were the same person.


    She would only need to do something to get the answer. However, the ignorance of those waitresses


    made it difficult for her.

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    Chapter 432 In Such a Rush to Meet My Parents?


    All Deirdre needed to do was to find out if Brendan was with Madame Brighthall.


    ¡°Deirdre, Deirdre.¡±


    Deirdre raised her head when she was jolted back to reality.


    Kyran paused for a moment. ¡°I called out to you many times.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m sorry.¡± Deirdre seemed to be very vexed with her current behavior of not being responsible. ¡°I was


    thinking about something¡­¡±


    ¡°I can see that. You¡¯ve been acting differently since earlier.¡± Kyran appeared to be slightly dejected. ¡°Is


    it because of Tobey?¡±


    Deirdre was stunned for a moment. She came to understand Kyran and denied it by saying, ¡°No. It¡¯s


    not rted to Tobey.¡±


    She knew what he cared about and said, ¡°Kyran, my unusual mood is not rted to Tobey¡¯s presence.¡±


    ¡°If that is the case, why won¡¯t you tell me then?¡±


    Deirdre was rendered speechless while Kyran typed, ¡°Forget it. I won¡¯t force it on you anyway.


    Everyone deserves to have their secrets, and so should you. It¡¯s only that I hope you can be fully


    focused and attentive on your date with me.¡±


    The word ¡®date¡¯ sent Deirdre¡¯s heart racing. However, her heart was weighed down with anxiety, and it


    was a truly ufortable feeling. She bit her lower lip and said, ¡°I¡¯m sorry. I was distracted because I


    bumped into the mother of the Brighthall Group¡¯s CEO, Madame Brighthall, outside.¡±


    ¡°What?¡±


    Deirdre inhaled a deep breath. ¡°Kyran, do you know who Brendan Brighthall is?¡±


    Kyran typed, ¡°It would be strange if I didn¡¯t know who he is. That person is so well-known that I¡¯ve


    heard. about him in Eastgene.¡±


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    ¡°Yes¡­ He is staying in the same hospital as us. Coincidentally, I¡¯m acquainted with his mother. I heard.


    Madame Brighthall¡¯s voice in the restaurant¡¯s corridor earlier, which is why I found it rather strange.¡±


    ¡°What did you find rather strange?¡±


    Deirdre felt a knot in the pit of her stomach. She confessed hastily, ¡°I was surprised because Madame


    Brighthall spends her days at home mostly due to her poor health. She seldom travels, and she would


    rather walk if it is just a short journey. Why would she suddenly travel the long journey just toe


    here¡­ Kyran, wouldn¡¯t you find it strange if you were in my ce?¡±


    Kyran paused for a moment and typed, ¡°Deirdre, it seems you¡¯re the strange one.¡±


    ¡°Me?¡±


    ¡°You seem to pay close attention to the Brighthalls. Madame Brighthall¡¯s son is in the hospital, so it is


    only natural for her to travel the long distance willingly. She can¡¯t just do nothing while her son is in the


    hospital, right?¡±


    Deirdre fell silent because Kyran was right. She felt diposed for no apparent reason.


    ¡°When will your surgery begin, Kyran?¡±


    ¡°Three dayster.¡±


    Deirdre nodded. ¡°Can we leave after your surgery has ended and you have recuperated?¡±


    Kyran chuckled. ¡°Are you in such a rush to leave so you can meet my parents?¡±


    Deirdre was stunned, but she came to understand the situation soon afterward. She was embarrassed.


    and shy as she said in a muffled voice, ¡°Don¡¯t tease me.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m not.¡± Kyran¡¯s mechanical voice sounded as if he was serious. ¡°When I¡¯m well,e with me,


    alright?¡±


    ¡°Come with you? Where?¡±


    ¡°Where would you like to go? Germia, Eastgene, or any other ce, we can go anywhere you like.¡±


    Deirdre felt warm and fuzzy in her heart upon hearing how he cared about her. She remembered


    something and said, ¡°You don¡¯t want thepany anymore?¡±


    ¡°I can work remotely for thepany, but I¡¯ll take you to travel around the world first. You¡¯ve been


    enduring hardships for so many years, so it¡¯s time for you to be happy.¡±


    ¡®Travel around the world¡­ That sounds amazing.¡¯


    The wish in the depths of her heart was not to be the wife of a wealthy man from an influential family


    nor live avish life but to spend her days with someone she loved. However, Brendan refused to fulfill


    that trivial wish of hers.

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    Chapter 433 Not the Same Person


    Now that Deirdre found someone who understood her, she was supposed to be happy, yet the doubt in


    her heart was still present.


    Deirdre lowered her gaze. The door next to her suddenly opened up.


    Den removed his jacket gracefully and said smilingly. ¡°Both of you are truly extravagant that you¡¯d


    get a reservation in a luxury restaurant.¡±


    Deirdre was surprised by Den¡¯s presence.


    Kyran exined, ¡°He insists oning.¡±


    ¡°Yes, we¡¯re best friends anyhow. You can¡¯t abandon me to eat by myself elsewhere just because of


    Miss McKinnon, right? You still have the rest of your lives to date.¡± Den pulled a chair and took a


    seat without showing any courtesy. He notified the waitress to set up the table for an additional person.


    Deirdre smiled. ¡°It¡¯s great that you¡¯re here. I was just saying that we might not be able to finish all the


    food here.¡±


    Den took a nce at the food served on the table and was stunned. ¡°Is that Brussels sprouts? Who


    ordered this?¡±


    Deirdre stopped and clenched her fists tightly all of a sudden. ¡°I did. Why?¡±


    Den said, ¡°I thought it was Kyran who ordered this. He ordered Brussels sprouts for the first meal he


    shared with me when he returned from Germia and finished the whole te by himself. He finished it


    so quickly I thought he was craving Brussels sprouts all his life.¡±


    Deirdre could not help appearing distracted upon hearing the remark.


    ¡°Does Kyran enjoy having Brussels sprouts very much?¡±


    ¡°Yes. Why else would he order it, huh?¡±


    Deirdre appeared to be distracted. Brendan hated Brussels sprouts. She used to cook Brussels sprouts


    in different ways and would try to persuade him to take a bite so that he would not be a picky eater in


    the past.


    Brendan used to say, ¡°Deirdre, you¡¯re just like Brussels sprouts. No matter how you change the


    cooking method, I won¡¯t taste its goodness. So, don¡¯t force me to eat it, just like how you shouldn¡¯t have


    wishful thinking anymore.¡±


    He would vainly attempt to remind her not to fall too deeply in love with him and not to have wishful


    thinking by devoting herself to him.


    However, she felt she could not give up on love so easily at the time. It was fortunate that Brendan


    gave her a painful experience that made her end the ridiculous crush afterward.


    She was jolted back to reality, but her heart wrenched in pain as if a knife had stabbed it.


    Meanwhile, the phone in her pocket rang once again. Realizing that it could be someone, Deirdre


    grabbed her phone and said, ¡°I¡¯ll take the call outside.¡±


    Deirdre sensed Kyran¡¯s gaze but pretended not to notice it. It was Den who waved his hand


    dismissively and said, ¡°Go ahead, go ahead. Come back soon so the food won¡¯t get cold.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯ll be back at once.¡±


    Deirdre opened the door and got out of the room before she found a corner to pick up the call. Tobey¡¯s


    voice came from the other end of the call. ¡°Is that you, Deirdre?¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s me.¡±


    Tobey sounded relieved. ¡°I called you twice, but you hung up earlier. Are you alright?¡±


    At the thought of the scene in the washroom, Deirdre felt a shiver down her spine. She calmed down


    and made up an excuse. ¡°I¡¯m fine. I¡¯m eating out, and I bumped into someone at the time, so it was


    inconvenient for me to pick up the call.¡±


    She paused for a moment before asking hesitantly, ¡°What¡¯s going on, Tobey? Is¡­ Is there an update


    on the photo?¡±


    Tobey said, ¡°You¡¯re right. I have a friend who has the photos of Brendan attending a party two months.


    ago, and he sent them to me so I can make aparison.¡±


    Deirdre did not notice when her breathing became irregr. She asked anxiously, ¡°What¡¯s the result of


    yourparison?¡±


    Tobey exhaled and said, ¡°They are not the same person.¡±


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    ¡°They look quite simr in appearance, so it¡¯s no wonder you¡¯d get me topare them. However, they


    look simr only because the photos are rtively blurry and they have simr profiles. After receiving


    the photo of Brendan¡¯s real person, I can confirm they are not the same person.¡±


    Deirdre breathed heavily as soon as the answer was revealed. She felt the weight on her chest was


    lifted, and her eyes teared up.

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    ¡®Not the same person. Kyran and Brendan are not the same person¡­.


    Deirdre shed tears of joy at the answer. She had no idea how she should face Kyran for the past few


    days, yet in the end, she learned that it was all a blunder.


    She suppressed her sobbing with all her might. ¡°Are you sure, Tobey?¡±


    ¡°Yes, I¡¯m sure,¡± Tobey said in a gentle voice. ¡°Hence, you don¡¯t need to worry anymore. Go ahead and


    be in love.¡±


    ¡°Thank you.¡±


    After ending the call, Deirdre wiped away the tears on her face and felt a great sense of relief.


    She turned around to walk back when she suddenly heard Charlene¡¯s concerned voiceing from in


    front of her. ¡°Why are you outside, Brendan? Are you tired? Would you like to go back to the hospital


    first? Even though the doctor advised you to walk more before your surgery, don¡¯t force it if you don¡¯t


    feel well enough.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s expression was rigid. Then, she heard Brendan¡¯s cold voice, ¡°I¡¯m not tired. I just came out to


    get some fresh air.¡±


    ¡°Remember to tell me if you feel unwell. You¡¯re always keeping everything to yourself, and the doctor


    will be the one to inform me of everything. I¡¯m really worried about you. Had the doctor not said ¡±


    ¡°I told you that I¡¯m fine.¡±


    The voices sounded closer and closer to her. They were at a corner, and Brendan would certainly be


    able to see her if he were to walk over.


    Deirdre¡¯s heart was racing, and she hastily walked backward.


    ¡®Run! I must run!


    ¡°Yet, where will I run to? I¡¯m just a stranger in a strange ce.¡±


    She could only make her way to the door of a private room. She wanted to enter the room, yet the door


    could not be opened. She turned around to shield her face just when Brendan and Charlene had


    already arrived at the corner.


    Charlene was still muttering, ¡°I¡¯m only worried about you. I¡¯m saying, what if something bad were to


    happen? How am I going to live? Also, think about your mother. She hasn¡¯t slept well for three


    consecutive nights because she is worried for you.¡±


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    Brendan suppressed his cough, his dark eyes tainted with a tinge of agitation. ¡°You shouldn¡¯t have told.


    my mother. I¡¯m not going to die anyway.¡±


    Charlene sounded aggrieved when she said, ¡°You don¡¯t get to decide your condition. The doctor¡¯s


    description of your condition is much more serious than you think¡­¡±


    Brendan was preparing to walk downstairs when he suddenly realized something and looked toward


    the corner subconsciously.


    A woman stood in front of the door with her head lowered, her back straight and stiff, and her shoulders


    bouncing. On the other hand, the back of the woman¡¯s figure¡­


    Brendan furrowed his sharp eyebrows and could not refrain from stopping.


    Charlene was about to speak, but she halted to a stop when Brendan stopped walking. She raised her


    head and asked, ¡°What¡¯s going on, Brendan?¡±


    Noticing that Brendan was looking behind, Charlene turned her face subconsciously. Even though


    Charlene did not find the figure familiar, she recognized the outfit.


    Charlene¡¯s expression became distorted in rage and fear instantly.


    ¡®Deirdre? Why is she showing up here? Did she have it all nned!?¡±


    Brendan was about to walk over when Charlene wrapped her arms around Brendan¡¯s arm and said, ¡±


    Brendan, didn¡¯t you say that you wanted to get some air downstairs? I¡¯ll keep youpany. Your


    mother has been under the weather for two days. Let¡¯s go and get her some medicine from the


    drugstore, shall we?¡±


    Brendan pried away her hand, and his breathing was irregr. He wanted to verify with his own eyes,


    yet Charlene hastily grabbed Brendan¡¯s hand. ¡°What¡¯s going on with you, Brendan? The doctor ordered


    me to hold you at all times. What are you going to do if you fall again? We can¡¯t let your wound rupture


    again.¡±


    ¡°Let go of me.¡± Brendan could not conceal his agitation. His head was throbbing with pain, and his gaze


    was unfocused when he pried away Charlene¡¯s hand strenuously.


    Unexpectedly, the figure standing at the door vanished the moment he was about to walk forward.


    Not a single person was in his vicinity. He was stunned because it was not his first time experiencing


    this


    situation.


    Charlene was relieved and hastily said in a concerned tone, ¡°What¡¯s going on with you, Brendan?¡±

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    Brendan grabbed Charlene¡¯s arm and said, ¡°Did you see the woman standing at the door earlier?¡±


    ¡°The woman?¡± Charlene appeared confused. ¡°Brendan, your eyes must have yed tricks on you,


    right? There was no woman standing at the door earlier. Are you too tired and exhausted? Why don¡¯t


    we return. to the hospital to get some rest?¡±


    Brendan was convinced. Let alone the figure looked quite different from what he remembered. It would


    be impossible for him to encounter Deirdre in a ce like this.


    A look of disappointment shed past his eyes.


    Charlene could see his reaction and felt jealous in her heart. She became even more convinced that


    she could not allow Brendan to find out about Deirdre¡¯s whereabouts


    ¡°Brendan¡­ It¡¯s easy for one to be delusional when they are too tired. Let¡¯s not be bothered about the


    past. You still have me. Didn¡¯t you say that you¡¯ve forgiven me? We will be with each other and live


    together peacefully. I will be with you for the rest of my life


    Deirdre stood inside the private room with her back against the wall. She was so nervous that her teeth


    were chattering.


    She was fortunate that she managed to open the door at the final moment.


    Otherwise, the scene would be unmanageable for sure


    She lost count of time before she opened the door cautiously and inhaled a deep breath before she felt


    her way along the wall to the outside. She was suddenly caught in confusion after getting outside


    She could not tell where she was and where her private room was She had only cared about running at


    the time and failed to remember how many doors she had walked past


    ¡°What if Brendan were to return by the way he came? The thought terrified Deirdre Her world was


    pitch. ck. She had no idea where to go, and the feeling was suffocating.


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    ¡°Deirdre.¡±


    All of a sudden, a mechanical voice was hearding from the front. Kyran walked over swiftly, his


    eyebrows tightly furrowed. ¡°Why did you spend such a long time on the phone? The food is getting


    cold.¡±


    The man exuded a calming presence, and Deirdre felt like he was her salvation. She wrapped her


    arms. tightly around Kyran and let out a muffled, sobbing sound from her throat.


    ¡°Deirdre?¡± Kyran patted her back with one hand, his eyes burning with intense concern. ¡°What¡¯s going


    on?¡±


    Deirdre shook her head with all her might. She could not tell the reason, but she felt the urge to cry


    overwhelming her. ¡°Kyran¡­ Kyran¡­¡±


    She chanted his name frantically.


    ¡°I¡¯m here.¡± Kyran lowered his gaze. ¡°I¡¯m always here.¡±


    Deirdre opened up her heart to the man. She did not need to worry about who this man could be


    because he was Kyran-he was her Kyran!


    She calmed down, but they were still hugging each other tightly. She shut her eyes to rest for a


    moment before loosening her grip.


    Kyran inquired, ¡°What¡¯s going on? Did something¡­ bad happen to Tobey? I can help him out if there¡¯s


    a need. Den and I still have some authority in Eastgene.¡±


    ¡°No. It¡¯s not rted to Tobey.¡± Deirdre shook her head.


    Kyran¡¯s gaze was still, and he wiped away the sweat on Deirdre¡¯s forehead with his hand.


    ¡°What is it then? Was the call from earlier not from Tobey?¡±


    Deirdre was stunned for a moment. Then, she came to realize that Kyran had misunderstood. She


    didn¡¯t know whether tough or cry when she said, ¡°The call was from Tobey indeed, but he has only


    updated me on something. My change of mood is not rted to him.¡±


    Upon saying that, Deidre felt as if the weight on her chest was lifted, and she figured that she should


    also. lift the weight off Kyran¡¯s mind.


    She raised her head and said, ¡°Kyran, do you remember that I promised you that I would surely tell


    you. about the situation I¡¯ve been dealing with once I¡¯m done with it?¡±


    Kyran¡¯s eyes glistened and softened. ¡°Are you done dealing with it?¡±


    ¡°Hmm¡± Deirdre felt giddy. ¡°I¡¯m sorry that I assumed you were someone I knew and that you disguised


    as Kyran to deceive me. Hence, I couldn¡¯t set my mind at ease to be with you during that period.¡±

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    ¡°Who?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s gaze was still. ¡°It¡¯s already in the past. I only needed to confirm that you are not him, and that


    is. enough for me.


    ¡°Kyran, as long as you are not him and won¡¯t be him, I wille with you to Eastgene, Germia, or


    anywhere else. Take me with you, alright?¡±


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    The man¡¯s breathing was slightly shaky. There was no telling if he was astonished or pleasantly


    surprised by her remark, but he hugged her tightly a momentter.


    ¡°Alright, Deirdre. I¡¯ll take you with me.¡±


    After shedding the final burden, Deirdre felt relieved like she had never felt before. They held hands


    tightly with their fingers inteced with each other all the way until they returned to the private room.


    Den was sitting in the private room by himself, and his lips twitched when he noticed the couple still


    refused to let go of each other¡¯s hand after entering the room.


    ¡°Have you made up with each other?¡±


    Deirdre could not help feeling surprised. ¡°You noticed that, Mr. King?¡±


    Den propped his arm against the back of the chair and cracked a very pleasant smile. ¡°I¡¯m a


    sensitive. person and can read two people¡¯s rtionship at one nce. It¡¯s no wonder you two were


    held up for such a long period, but it¡¯s a waste that the food is getting cold.¡±


    Deirdre remembered that she had asked the waitress to prepare the food with additional spices. She


    felt slightly embarrassed and tugged at Kyran¡¯s sleeve while she said, ¡°Why don¡¯t we get the waitress


    to swap a new set of meals?¡±


    ¡°We can swap it if you don¡¯t like your food cold.¡±


    Deirdre shook her head because she was not spoiled in that way, only that¡­.


    Den had already picked up his cutlery. ¡°Why should we swap? It¡¯s almost 2:00 p.m., and my


    stomach is gurgling with hunger. We¡¯ll have to wait an hour more to swap for hot meals. It¡¯s not that


    cold anyway.


    Just have it then.¡±


    He took a bite first and spat it out the next moment.


    ¡°Why is it so spicy?¡±


    He was shocked by the cooking skill of the restaurant¡¯s chef.


    Deirdre was rather embarrassed and said softly, ¡°I enjoy eating spicy food, so I ordered the waitress to


    prepare the food spicier. If it¡¯s really unptable, let¡¯s just order a new set of meals?¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s not to the extent of unptable either.¡± Den took a nce at the meals served on the table. ¡°I¡¯m


    just not very used to spicy food. However, I¡¯m sure Kyran will have more trouble eating spicy food than


    I do. He would frown for a long time if he found onions in his meal.¡±


    Deirdre was stunned. She was annoyed at herself for making blind conjectures.


    ¡®Haven¡¯t I already confirmed that Kyran is not him? Perhaps this is¡­ just a coincidence.¡±


    She said jokingly, ¡°Kyran¡¯s food preference is so different from mine, huh?¡±


    Kyran immediately typed, ¡°I can have spicy food.¡±


    ¡°Kyran, don¡¯t put yourself at great inconvenience because of love.¡± Den ridiculed Kyran by saying,


    ¡°You can¡¯t take spicy food, so don¡¯t be making us help you walk when your gastritis is triggered again.¡±


    ¡°He¡¯s right.¡± Deirdre nodded. ¡°Let¡¯s swap out meals.¡±


    In the end, they swapped out two main courses, and the meals were served a little after ten minutes.


    The three of them had their lunch, and the doctor called Kyran up to return to the hospital.


    Kyran needed to go through some arrangements and examinations before the surgery. Deirdre had no


    idea about that, so she chose to sit outside and wait. She heard the two nurses whispering to each


    other.


    ¡°I didn¡¯t expect that a man so outstanding and gifted in operating a business like Brendan Brighthall


    would suffer from such an unfair diagnosis. If news of his condition were to spread¡­ isn¡¯t Neve going


    to undergo massive changes?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s pupils constricted upon hearing the man¡¯s name being mentioned. She was too sensitive to


    his name and overheard the whole conversation about him.


    ¡°Yes¡­ He has a smooth-sailing career and a beautiful girlfriend, yet he¡¯s actually going to die. If news


    of his condition were to spread, I bet the media would go berserk, right?¡±

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    Deirdre felt her ears humming and raised her head abruptly.


    ¡®Die? Who¡¯s dying?¡±


    Her eyes were filled with disbelief, and she got up from her seat shakily. It felt as if the air was made of


    needles as every breath she took pierced her lungs. She wanted to ask, yet the nurses had only


    chatted briefly before turning around and parting ways.


    Deirdre leaned against the ice-cold wall by herself and reyed the conversation between the nurses


    repeatedly in her head.


    ¡®Brendan is dying?


    Deirdre¡¯s mind went nk, and she thought about Madame Brighthall¡¯s sudden appearance and the


    desperation in her voice at the time.


    Deirdre felt her chest tightening and wondered if it was a misunderstanding Or, it might even be a joke.


    Brendan is still doing well. He was still talking in the restaurant earlier How can he be


    All of a sudden, the door behind her opened


    Kyran furrowed his eyebrows when he found Deirdre standing at the door, her face ghastly pale.


    Den was right behind him and shut the door while he asked, ¡°Why are you standing at the door,


    Miss. McKinnon? Aren¡¯t you tired of standing?¡±


    Deirdre recovered from her surprise and suppressed the doubts in her heart


    She knew that she should not care about Brendan¡¯s survival because it was none of her business Even


    if he was dying for real, he deserved it for the evildoings he hadmitted.


    She suppressed her final ounce of agitation. She loathed the man and hoped she could squeeze the


    man¡¯s limited life out of him bit by bit.


    ¡°I¡¯m not tired¡­¡± Sheposed herself, shook her head, and said, ¡°My legs didn¡¯t feel good from all the


    sitting, so I stood up to move about.¡±


    ¡°I see. I was under the assumption that you had grown impatient from waiting outside for too long


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    Deirdre smiled and asked, ¡°How is his condition? Will he be able to undergo surgery after three days?¡±


    ¡°He is fine and just waiting for the surgery arrangements now.¡± Den said, ¡°He will need to recuperate


    for a while after the surgery. Then he should be mostly well.¡±


    Deirdre was relieved to hear that. ¡°Great then. Let¡¯s head back.¡±


    Den had his matters to attend to, so he notified Kyran at the door before he left.


    Deirdre was still thinking about Kyran¡¯s surgery. He could only get out of bed a month after his previous


    surgery with great effort, so there was no telling how serious his condition would be after this surgery.


    ¡°What¡¯s going on? You look worried.¡±


    The man reached out his hand and sped her hand in his.


    ¡°I¡¯m fine.¡± Deirdre perked up, turned around, and wrapped her arms around the man¡¯s waist. ¡°I¡¯m just a


    little worried whether you can recover well after the surgery.¡±


    Kyran caressed her hair. ¡°I¡¯m going to recover well, of course. The surgery this time is very safe, and I


    will only need to recuperate afterward. There won¡¯t be any issue after that.¡±


    ¡°Really?¡± Deirdre¡¯s smile grew wider.


    At the thought of their lives from now on, Deirdre¡¯s tense expression rxed significantly. She wanted


    to leave so badly these days.


    ¡°Great then.¡±


    Kyran patted her back. ¡°Don¡¯t make blind conjectures. You will only need to set your mind at ease now


    and wait for the injury on your face to recover. Leave everything else to me.¡±


    ¡°Hmm.¡±


    Deirdre leaned in Kyran¡¯s arms and shut her eyes in lethargy.


    Shey on the bed to rest afterward. Despite the heaviness she felt in her head, she fell asleep, but


    this time, she dreamt of Brendan beyond her control.


    It was different from her usual dream of the vi. The dream was set in the hospital this time. In the


    pungent smell of blood, she saw the man holding the bed rail weakly with a hand covering his abdomen


    and blood dripping from his wound.


    Deirdre lowered her head and saw the knife in her hand. She tossed it to the ground as if it was


    scalding her.


    Yet, she knew she was the one who had stabbed Brendan.


    ¡°Deirdre, you murderer¡­¡± said Brendan, his eyes bloodshot with rage. ¡°How could you do this just to


    avenge your mother¡­ You are the cause of this! I¡¯m going to die and won¡¯t let you off!¡±

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    ¡°Deirdre! Don¡¯t even think about living a peaceful life with another man! If I can destroy Sterling, I can


    destroy the next one too!¡±


    Deirdre awoke in shock. She was breathing heavily, and her body was drenched in sweat. She opened


    her eyes and found that there was only darkness. She could determine that it was still early ording


    to the noise level.


    She inhaled a deep breath and wiped away the sweat on her head. However, the image of the man¡¯s


    savage expression was deeply ingrained in her mind.


    Deirdre could not sleep, so she got out of bed to do herundry.


    She opened the door and got out of the room. Her phone reported that it was five in the morning.


    Meanwhile, people were already bustling about but speaking softer in the corridor.


    Deirdre had just arrived at theundry room entrance when she suddenly heard the rushed high heels.


    clicking from the elevator, as well as Madame Brighthall¡¯s panicked tone, ¡°Coughing up blood? When


    did that happen? Why didn¡¯t you notify us earlier!?¡±


    The nurse hastily exined, ¡°Mr. Brighthall won¡¯t let anyone near his room. We only found out when we


    entered the room to clean up.¡±


    ¡°How is he now?¡±


    ¡°The doctor is still examining Mr. Brighthall. He just regained his consciousness.¡±


    Deirdre halted to a stop and stood in the same spot. She could clearly hear Madame Brighthall¡¯s


    suppressed crying because the surroundings were very quiet.


    ¡°It¡¯s all my fault. Had I not forced him, had I not broken them up, this wouldn¡¯t have happened¡­ How is


    he going to undergo surgery in his current condition¡­¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t be sad, Madame Brighthall. Mr. Brighthall is strong, and he is going to be fine.¡±


    The voices moved further and further away as if they had traveled to the furthest room in unison.


    Deirdre shoved theundry into the washing machine and lowered her gaze as she listened to the


    whirring sound.


    ¡°He has coughed up blood and seems to be in a serious condition. Why is he coughing up blood when


    he has only injured his abdomen?


    ¡®Also, his wound was not on his abdomen at all. Is it because of some other reason?¡±


    Deirdre was confused, yet she knew she did not have the slightest connection to Brendan¡¯s affairo now.


    She learned to let go after meeting Kyran. She would not gloat even if Brendan was dead, but she


    would. only be calm like it was a stranger¡¯s death.


    Deirdre opened up the washing machine door when she heard a beep. She felt for her clothes and


    ced them into the basin before she turned around and walked outside.


    Theundry room was quite a distance away from her room. Deirdre had only taken two steps away


    when she heard an astonished voiceing from in front of her. ¡°It¡¯s you?¡±


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    Deirdre caught her breath. She continued to walk ahead with her head lowered, but Madame Brighthall


    grabbed her and said in an agitated voice, ¡°You¡­ Why are you here!?¡±


    ¡°Please don¡¯t misunderstand, Madame Brighthall.¡± Deirdre knew she could not hide anymore, so she


    answered softly. ¡°I¡¯m not here because of Brendan. My friend is warded in this hospital, and this


    meeting. is purely coincidental. I didn¡¯t break my promise, and Brendan is unaware I¡¯m here.¡±


    ¡°No¡­¡±


    Madame Brighthall was overwhelmed with emotions. She could not help feeling guilty when she


    remembered her actions toward Deirdre previously.


    She had had no idea that the woman before her was the daughter-inw who had been living with her


    for more than two years. Madame Brighthall figured that Deirdre was extremely disappointed by her


    judging by Deirdre¡¯s behavior.


    ¡°You¡¯ve misunderstood my intention, Char- Ms. McKinnon. In truth, I¡¯m¡­ very happy that you¡¯re here.¡±


    ¡®Happy?¡±


    Deirdre was stunned and confused.


    Madame Brighthall immediately held her hands and said emotionally, ¡°I know that you were the


    Charlene who used to live with me, Deirdre!¡±


    All of a sudden, Deirdre¡¯s pupils constricted. She could not believe that Madame Brighthall would know


    and pulled back her hands when she realized the situation.

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    How Madame Brighthall was pleased and devoted to Deirdre¡¯s previous identity felt so cynical to


    Deirdre.


    Deirdre said, ¡°You¡¯ve mistaken me for someone else, Madame Brighthall. I¡¯m Deirdre McKinnon and


    not Charlene McKinney.¡±


    ¡°I know.¡± Madame Brighthall¡¯s gaze dimmed for a moment when her hands were flung away.


    She then said hastily, ¡°Brendan has alreadye clean to me. It was you who took care of me over the


    years, right? The daughter-inw that I¡¯m perfectly content with has always been you too. I¡¯m sorry,


    Miss McKinnon. I¡­ I was so reckless that I actually kicked you out and hurt you¡­¡±


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    ¡®Come clean?¡±


    Deirdre felt her heart racing and felt a knot in the pit of her stomach. She said, ¡°You shouldn¡¯t


    apologize, Madame Brighthall. You didn¡¯t do anything wrong from the start. On the contrary, I should


    thank you. I wouldn¡¯t be able to leave Brendan had you not helped me. It¡¯s a happy ending for the both


    of us now.¡±


    ¡°Is it really a happy ending?¡± Madame Brighthall smiled bitterly. ¡°The biggest mistake I made in my life


    is letting you leave. I¡¯ve not only put you in harm¡¯s way but also Brendan. Do you know that Brendan


    has been behaving like a lost soul since you left? He went looking for you frantically, and he=¡±


    ¡°Madame Brighthall.¡± Deirdre interrupted Madame Brighthall, inhaled a deep breath, and said, ¡°I have a


    boyfriend.¡±


    A look of astonishment shed past her eyes. ¡°Is¡­ Is he good to you?¡±


    ¡°Very good.¡± Deirdre lowered her eyes. Her gaze turned gentle at the very moment she thought about


    Kyran. ¡°I¡¯m already prepared to be with him, and that is why I don¡¯t want to know anything about


    Brendan.¡±


    ¡°This is the best oue for both of us. Otherwise, are you going to get rid of Miss McKinney, whom


    Brendan truly loves, because of the guilt you feel for me?¡±


    Madame Brighthall was quiet. She was doubtful whether Charlene was the person that Brendan loved.


    Yet, Deirdre had already dered she had a boyfriend. Regardless, she would never allow herself to


    break. up someone else¡¯s rtionship.


    ¡°I understand.¡± Madame Brighthall appeared to be exhausted. If Deirdre could see, she would certainly


    be astounded by how much her hair had turned gray during this period. ¡°However, I have a favor to ask


    from you. Will you do it for me, please, Miss McKinnon?¡±


    Madame Brighthall said with great difficulty, ¡°Brendan¡¯s body is ruined.¡±


    Deirdre was stunned.


    ¡°When you were involved in the ident, he went to the bridge and stood in the cold for a night despite


    the abdominal injury. Then, he devoted himself to work without concern for his health until he wore


    himself down.


    ¡°The doctor said that he needed the surgery for sure, but the surgery¡­is very risky. Do you understand


    what I¡¯m implying, Miss McKinnon?¡±


    ¡®If the risk of the surgery is very high, it signifies there is a possibility for it to fail at any moment.¡±


    On the other hand, it went without saying what the significance of a failed surgery was.


    Deirdre¡¯s mind went nk all of a sudden. She did not expect that this would be the oue.


    Deirdre recovered from her surprise. Her expression was calm, and she did not even furrow her


    eyebrows.


    ¡°Why are you telling me this, Madame Brighthall?¡±


    Madame Brighthall felt rather dejected, not because of Deirdre¡¯s coldness. Deirdre deserved to behave.


    this way after how Brendan treated her. Madame Brighthall felt dejected because of how determined


    Deirdre was. It seemed that Brendan would never be able to captivate Deirdre¡¯s heart anymore, judging


    by Deirdre¡¯s behavior.


    ¡°I shall not beat around the bushes anymore, then.¡± Madame Brighthall¡¯s expression was tainted with


    faint sorrow. ¡°Miss McKinnon, will you see Brendan once before the surgery?¡±

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    Deirdre was incredulous while Madame Brighthall hastily said, ¡°I know! I know that this request is quite


    difficult for you, but I don¡¯t know what else to do anymore. He is acting very indifferent toward the


    surgery. If you can see him, perhaps you can set his mind at ease so that he can face the surgery with


    a stable mind. Will you do it? I¡¯m begging you!¡±


    Deirdre was confused by Madame Brighthall¡¯s arduous pleading. ¡°Why do you think that my act of


    meeting me will give him peace of mind, Madame Brighthall?¡±


    Madame Brighthall said with a bitter smile, ¡°That¡¯s because he has been tracking your whereabouts all


    this time.¡±


    Deirdre was stunned.


    Madame Brigthhall continued. ¡°Brendan knows that you¡¯re alive.


    ¡°He knows of the ces that you¡¯ve been to as well. However, it is very apparent that he has yet to


    meet you, and that is why he has given up all hope. Yet, this surgery is crucial. As a mother, I can¡¯t do


    anything while my son doesn¡¯t care about his survivability. He doesn¡¯t have any desire to live at all.¡±


    At that moment, Deirdre was overwhelmed withplicated emotions and felt suffocated. She was still


    terrified to meet Brendan.


    ¡°I¡¯m sorry.¡± Deirdre lowered her gaze. ¡°I can¡¯t help you, Madame Brighthall.¡±


    Madame Brighthall¡¯s eyes reddened with tears. ¡°Miss McKinnon! I know that Brendan did many.


    shameless things to you in the past. However, once a married couple, always a married couple. He¡¯s


    going to die. Can¡¯t you even fulfill his wish?¡±


    ¡°Once a married couple, always a married couple¡­¡± Deirdre chanted the phrase and found it cynical


    yet amusing.


    If Brendan could understand the meaning of this phrase first, she would have a life beyond this.


    He did not mention ¡®once a married couple, always a married couple¡± when he took her child cruelly.


    ¡°Brendan¡¯s mother is still alive, at the very least.¡±


    Deirdre blurted out the remark calmly.


    Madame Brighthall was stunned.


    Deirdre continued with a nonchnt expression. ¡°Meanwhile, my mothermitted suicide when I was


    forced to go to prison. I was so close to her, but I didn¡¯t even manage to see her onest time.


    Brendan¡¯s mother is pleading to fulfill his wish. What about me? Where is my mother?¡±


    Madame Brighthall¡¯s face turned ghastly pale.


    Deirdre took a deep breath and raised her head-her eyes were so empty that it was painful to look.¡±


    Madame Brighthall, he and I are bound by too many grudges. It¡¯s already merciful of me not to gloat.


    about his misfortune at this very moment. It would be impossible for me to go and see him.¡±


    Madame Brighthall had never imagined that this story existed between Deirdre and Brendan. Her eyes.


    were glistening with tears while her expression was one of disappointment and hopelessness.


    ¡°I¡¯m sorry, Miss McKinnon. I¡¯ve been too pushy.¡±


    Deirdre calmed herself but did not speak.


    Madame Brighthall left, holding on to the wall.


    ¡°Madame.¡±


    Deirdre suddenly spoke.


    Madame Brighthall turned around in surprise while Deirdre said, ¡°Please don¡¯t tell Brendan that I¡¯m in


    the hospital. Let me live out the rest of my life in peace for the sake of our past.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s eyes exuded an unprecedented gloominess, and Madame Brighthall felt her heart wrench in


    pain. She suddenly came to understand her son¡¯s feelings and why he would go berserk on the day of


    Deirdre¡¯s ident.


    It was much more difficult to make peace with this emotion than regret. It would be very hard for one to


    turn around when he or she had moved on.


    ¡°Sure, I promise.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s gaze was gentle. Even though there were still hideous scars on her face, it looked as if her


    eyes. were as gentle as four years ago. ¡°Thank you.¡±


    Madame Brighthall¡¯s footsteps moved further and further away.


    Deirdre returned to the room soon afterward. She felt suffocated by the heavy feeling in her chest.


    She breathed a few times deeply to calm herself, ced the basin in her hands down, and walked to


    the bed. ¡°Are you awake, Kyran?¡±

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    There was no movement. Surprised, Deirdre reached out and tried to grab hold of something.


    There was nothing underneath theforter. There was no one on the bed.


    She heard no sounds from the bathroom, either. Deirdre had no idea when Kyran left-she had not had


    the chance to touch the man before she did theundry. Where could the man be in such cold


    weather?


    She was just wondering about it when the door opened. A cold gale broke in, carrying the scent only he


    possessed. She rose from the bed and asked, ¡°Kyran?¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s me.¡±


    Deirdre breathed a sigh of relief and stepped forward. ¡°Where have you been?¡±


    The man¡¯s hands were a bit cold. He pulled his one hand away and began to type, ¡°The doctor


    rmends I perform more exercise, so when I woke up a little earlier today, I decided to take a walk


    downstairs. What¡¯s up?¡±


    ¡°Oh, nothing,¡± Deirdre replied absent-mindedly. It was not his whereabouts that made her anxious-it


    was the possibility of Brendan knowing who Kyran was and making his move. ¡°You should bring me


    along next time.¡±


    ¡°Won¡¯t you


    be too tired, though?¡± He joked. ¡°You slept the moment your head hit the pillow as if you¡¯ve been tired


    for a long time. You didn¡¯t even give me a hum when I talked to you.¡±


    Deirdre was embarrassed. She was admittedly having trouble sleeping the past few days because


    she¡­ Well, she doubted him and could not shake her dread off. But it was different now. Deirdre knew


    Kyran was Kyran. Nothing could shake her conviction.


    ¡°I hadn¡¯t rested well for a while, so all of that crashed onto me. But now, I¡¯m pretty much well-rested.


    Don¡¯t you think I seem to have gotten up pretty early today?¡±


    Kyran set his sight on the cleanundry and chuckled. ¡°Yes, very true. Very hardworking, too. Ever


    since you became my girlfriend, you¡¯ve been acing every single one of your wifely duties¡­ except one.


    Hmm. I wonder when that will happen!¡±


    He was teasing her, but hearing it in a mechanical voice just made the entire thing feel even weirder.


    Deirdre blushed so hard her cheeks were red.


    Kyran brushed her hair aside. ¡°I was joking. The only duty you have is to be by my side. Nothing more.¡±


    She buried her head into his chest and hummed.


    They hugged for a while. ¡°Feeling better?¡± he asked.


    Deirdre froze. Her emotions seemed to be kicked up in a cloud. She forced a smile. ¡°What do you


    mean? I¡¯m feeling generally good, aren¡¯t I?¡±


    ¡°I can tell when you¡¯re feeling okay or not, Deirdre. You¡¯ve been wearing a long face since I stepped in,


    as if something¡¯s troubling you.¡± Kyran¡¯s ck eyes fell onto her face gently. ¡°You okay?¡±


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    She was wearing a long face?


    Her mind was a mess. The only thing she knew for sure was that when she pushed open the door, her


    entire soul yearned for Kyran¡¯s hug. It was almost as if her heart could only feel at peace when she was


    with him.


    She had misunderstood herself. Madame Brighthall¡¯s words had affected her, after all. They had made


    her feel something-not pity. Not sympathy.


    Something else. Something much more¡­ indiscernible.


    Deirdre cast her eyes to the floor and suddenly felt like telling him.


    ¡°Kyran?¡± she said. ¡°I mentioned I¡¯ve been badly wounded by someone before, right?¡±


    ¡°Yes. I know. He was half of the reason you couldn¡¯t ept me for the longest time.¡±


    She closed her eyes softly. ¡°He¡¯s dying.¡±


    Kyran froze.


    Deidre gnashed her teeth. ¡°There was not one moment in Alnwick when I wished he would die as soon


    as possible. Everything that I am today, all the tribtions I¡¯ve suffered, was caused by him alone. I


    hate him. ¡­ to my very bones!


    ¡°But now, when I heard that he¡¯s dying¡­ I¡¯m confused. I¡¯m not as happy as I thought I would be. I¡¯m not


    as excited either.¡±

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    ¡°Why, Kyran? Why do you think I¡¯m¡­ like this?¡±


    Bitterness tinged herst question. She was angry-angry at the iprehensibility of her own


    emotions.


    Kyran¡¯s hand ran down her back, his expression serene. ¡°Deirdre, you don¡¯t feel joy over anyone¡¯s


    death because you¡¯re that kind-hearted. Your happiness doesn¡¯t need to be built on anyone¡¯s pain.¡±


    ¡°But I should be happy! Shouldn¡¯t I?¡±


    ¡°Deirdre?¡± Kyran lifted her chin and gazed into her eyes. ¡°Do you still love him?¡±


    ¡°Love who?¡±


    ¡°Him.¡±


    She shook her head with all her might. Tears of bitter, painful anger rolled out of her cheeks. ¡°Love!? I


    hate him! I hate him so much¡­ it¡¯s wearing me out¡­¡±


    ¡°So, you¡¯ll never forgive him, no matter what he does?¡±


    There was not a shred of hesitancy in her response.¡±Never!¡±


    Even Kyran was taken aback by how quickly her answer sprung. For a long time, he typed nothing.


    The silence brewed a quiet sense of unease in her. ¡°W-What¡¯s wrong?¡±


    He gave a softugh. ¡°Nothing. I was just thinking. If you are that sure of your answer, then what else is


    troubling you?¡±


    Sadness. Somehow, something about his word choice implied sadness. Deirdre did not notice it until


    she mulled his reply over.


    She stiffened.


    ¡°What¡¯s really troubling you is the strength of your resolve. Are you as determined as you think you


    are? Is your conviction as unshakable as you¡¯ve imagined? Or is there a soft spot in your heart this


    whole time, and this confusion you¡¯re experiencing now actually stems from your pity?


    ¡°But you heard yourself, didn¡¯t you? The answers you gave me were pretty good indicators, right? It


    wasn¡¯t pity or sympathy. You just hate him so much it wore you out and made you want nothing to do


    with him. any longer.¡±


    That was true. Deirdre cast her eyes to the floor. She knew that the real source of her unease had


    nothing. to do with Brendan himself. She felt perturbed because she had rejected Madame Brighthall¡¯s


    plea for help-because she cared about that old woman rather than her son.


    She simply did not want her to suffer the loss of her onest family member. She did not want her to


    send off her son, who was still in the prime of his youth, when she should have been the one to go first.


    Deirdre finally understood her own sentiments now. Her lip curled. ¡°Thanks, Kyran.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯d rather you thanked me in another way.¡±


    She was stunned. ¡®A-Another way?¡±


    It did not take her long to understand what the other way meant. The man¡¯s breath was beating down


    on her-rhythmic, heavy. Closer. A puff escaped from his lips, dispelling the winter air around her as they


    pressed against hers.


    When their lips melted together, Deirdre¡¯s fingers trembled.


    Kyran locked her hands between the spaces in his fingers. Her senses became a blur. When her


    lucidity. returned a little, she realized she was already lying on his bed, and his breathing had lost its


    usual, even


    rhythm.


    The tip of her ears burnt. ¡°K-Kyran, n-not now¡­ We can¡¯t do it here¡­¡±


    Her quivering tongue was tripping itself. ¡°T-This is a h-hospital!¡±


    The man froze and suddenly broke out a giggle.


    She gripped the edge of her bed tightly, perplexed. ¡°W-What¡¯s so funny?¡±


    ¡°Deirdre, my own body is forbidding me from doing anything too extreme,¡± he exined. ¡°Of course I


    know I shouldn¡¯t!¡±


    Deirdre reeled back in realization. She had misunderstood his intentions!


    She blushed.


    ¡°I have to wonder, though. Was that your tacit invitation to intimacy?¡± he asked. ¡°God¡­ I¡¯m so happy!¡±


    Deirdre felt a warm glow in her chest as the man threw his arms around her. They cuddled, enjoying


    their rare moment of peace andpleteness.


    There was amotion outside. Hurried footsteps echoed through the corridor, interrupted only by the


    hushed voices of doctors and nurses. Deirdre could not see anything, but her ears were good enough


    that she raised her head and looked at the door.


    The door opened, revealing Den, who looked in shock at the cuddling couple on the bed. Then, his


    shock melted into a very, very suggestive smile.


    ¡°Man, aren¡¯t you all just d that it was me who came in? You two might identally teach sex


    education to any unsuspecting kids like this!¡± he quipped. ¡°Maybe I should even knock the next time I


    come in.¡±


    Flustered, Deirdre pushed Kyran away from her and took a seat on the bed next to it. Meanwhile,


    Kyran red a little at his friend.


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    ¡°What¡¯s going on outside, Mr. King?¡± Deirdre asked in an attempt to change the subject. ¡°What¡¯s with


    themotion?¡±

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    Chapter 443 That¡¯s Unfair to Kyran


    Den¡¯s expression darkened for a split second. He took his seat on the couch and exined, ¡°It¡¯s


    nothing big. Just Brendan Brighthall¡¯s health. They found blood in his sputter and vomit, so they


    dered he is in critical condition. That sort of thing will throw any hospital into chaos just because


    Brendan isn¡¯t some small fry. If he dies here, the media¡¯s going to have a field day.¡±


    ¡®Critical condition¡­¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s heart wrung for a second. ¡°What happened? Why is it so serious?¡±


    ¡°Not because of some freak ident, I bet,¡± replied Den. ¡°I distinctly recall him as being quite ill, or


    he wouldn¡¯t be confined to his ward as soon as he¡¯s hospitalized. His current condition is probably


    expected.¡±


    Deirdre exhaled slowly. Maybe this was what Brendan deserved, after all. She said nothing, and yet


    she heard Kyran suddenly type, ¡°The world will be better without him.¡±


    Deirdre was bewildered. She had never seen Kyran express hostilityparable to the animosity he


    disyed now. Not even Tobey, who he treated as his love rival, earned this much contempt. Kyran


    would even help Tobey if he was in trouble!


    ¡°Why¡­ did you say that?¡± Deirdre questioned gingerly. ¡°Is there a grudge between you two?¡±


    ¡°No grudge. Just hate his guts.¡±


    ¡°Kyran met Brendan before back in Eastgene at a party. Brendan¡¯s attitude was crap. He strutted


    around like he was the sh*t even though he was sh*t. Kyran couldn¡¯t stand it.¡±


    ¡°Oh. Okay.¡± Deirdre¡¯s voice was low. She did not expect them to share such a tenuous history.


    Kyran rose. ¡°I¡¯m going out for a sec.¡±


    Deirdre nodded.


    Den waited for the man to go before finally asking, ¡°Miss McKinnon, pardon my candor, but what¡¯s


    on your mind?¡±


    She had been spacing out-Madame Brighthall¡¯s request kepting back to her mind¡¯s eye. Den¡¯s


    question managed to pull her out of her trance, but its directness made her clench her fists instinctively.


    ¡± Nothing.¡±


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    ¡°Really? Nothing?¡± Den¡¯s eyes were boring through her like aser. He had never looked so serious


    before. ¡°Miss McKinnon, does the news upset you?¡±


    ¡°Upset about what?¡±


    ¡°Brendan¡¯s condition.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s breathing hitched. Her eyebrows furrowed. ¡°Mr. King, why did you ask me that?¡±


    ¡°What else could have made you make that face?¡± replied Den. ¡°I might not have paid you this


    particr issue that much attention in the past, but I feel the need to stress this. You¡¯re Kyran¡¯s


    girlfriend now. I¡¯m not going to let you enjoy Kyran¡¯s love and devotion as a boyfriend while your heart


    feels sorry for your ex.¡±


    ¡°No, that¡¯s ridiculous!¡± Deirdre retorted at the tail of his warning. His usation was so ludicrous that


    her eyshes trembled at the shock of hearing it at all. ¡°And I won¡¯t remember Brendan forever, either,


    because I hate him! I¡¯ll never forgive him!¡±


    ¡°That¡¯s reassuring. Anything else would have been unfair to Kyran¡­ that¡¯s all.¡±


    ¡°I know what you mean.¡± She lowered her eyes. ¡°Don¡¯t worry about it, Mr. King. Now that I¡¯ve decided


    to be with Kyran, I¡¯ll not let the past hold me hostage again.¡±


    ¡°But do you really feel nothing about him dying?¡± asked Den. There was little skepticism in his tone.


    It seemed to be purely quizzical.


    Deirdre nodded after a beat. In the past, she would have thrown herself to death if it meant she could


    die with Brendan, but Kyran¡¯s presence had changed that. He became her reason to keep living. He


    became the reason she wanted toy all of her past down and start all over.


    Den smiled. ¡°Well, good. Brendan¡¯s death would be exactly what you¡¯ve always hoped for, right? It¡¯s


    a good thing for all of us, then.¡±


    ¡°Yea.¡±


    Deirdre did not manage to find out more about Brendan¡¯s critical condition. All she knew was that when


    she got out of the ward, she heard Madame Brighthall¡¯s quiet sob-and the moment she fainted.

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    Chapter 444 Those Are Some Familiar Eyes¡­


    Deirdre backtracked into Kyran¡¯s room and curled into herself on the bed after hiding under the nket.


    She realized she could not face Madame Brighthall at all. If the olddy would ask her to see Brendan


    one more time-if she would even beg her without caring about her usual status and seniority-Deirdre


    could not be sure if she would say yes out of empathetic pain alone.


    Fortunately for her, two days passed without many incidents. At most, she would overhear the nurses¡¯


    conversation while doingundry as they discussed how low Brendan¡¯s odds were at survival.


    ¡°Why must all geniuses die young, huh? He¡¯s so young and brilliant and just a shining star! Why must


    every


    star fall?¡±


    ¡°Girl, there were cameras around the door when I checked in for work. Someone must have leaked the


    news out to the press, and now even the reporters are flooding in.¡±


    ¡°Jesus Christ. Are they vultures or what? The surgery hasn¡¯t even finished yet, and these sh*theads


    are already milking the story for money?¡±


    Deirdre held her pail and walked past them when suddenly, a stranger approached her. ¡°Good day,


    ma¡¯am,¡± he greeted in a hushed, suspicious voice as though he was trying to evade attention. ¡°Do you


    happen to know where Mr. Brendan Brighthall¡¯s room is?¡±


    Deirdre thinned her lips and shook her head. ¡°I¡¯m sorry, I don¡¯t.¡±


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    She took a step forward, but the man cut into her path again. ¡°Really? Mr. Brighthall¡¯s room is on the


    same level as the one you¡¯re heading to, so you must have seen him every once in a while now, right?


    Listen, I get it. Every information broker needs a tip. I can give you that as long as you provide me with


    urate information!¡±


    Deirdre was sure she was facing a reporter now. Apparently, no news could be gathered by the foyer,


    so now they had to break in.


    ¡°Please, sir. I¡¯m blind. I rarely step outside my room, so I can¡¯t help you. Please ask someone else.¡±


    ¡°Blind?¡± The man stared into Deirdre¡¯s eyes and realized how ssy and unresponsive they were. No


    one would have noticed unless they paid a lot of attention. ¡°God, I¡¯m sorry.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s fine.¡± She nodded slightly and felt her way out through the wall.


    The man could not get her eyes out of his head. They looked¡­ somewhat familiar. He swore he had


    seen them somewhere while he was gathering information on Brendan. He had seen them before.


    But where?


    He pped the sides of his head and still could not remember a thing. His phone rang, so he picked it


    up.¡± Lily? Yeah, I¡¯m here. No, you don¡¯t have to worry about a thing because this time, I¡¯m gonna get


    the most explosive first-hand information and sell it to the highest bidder in the press. You¡¯re gonna live


    like a princess soon!¡±


    Before he hung up, he asked, ¡°Anyway, before I go¡­ Have you ever heard if Brendan Brighthall has a


    girlfriend or something who¡¯s also blind?¡±


    The woman on the other side sounded downright stupefied. ¡°Blind? ke Dunn, do you think this is


    funny?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m not being funny, Lily! It¡¯s a blind woman whose face also seemed kinda scarred or injured. I mean,


    she had bandages behind her mask. Does a girlfriend like that ever exist?¡±


    Lily crossed her arms and snickered. ¡°If this isn¡¯t you trying to be a funnyman, then you must be calling


    me while drunk or high. Do you even know who Brendan Brighthall is, you numbnut? Why would a man


    like that have a blind girlfriend? You know that thing inside your head, babe? Use it!¡±


    ke thought she was right, and yet he could not shake off the feeling that he had seen her eyes


    before. It had to be recent¡­


    He could not draw any memory. All he had to base on was that his memories had always been reliable


    and good. He could not possibly get it wrong.


    ¡°Babe? Can you tidy up all of my gathered intel and send it to my mailter? I¡¯ll read it again in my


    hotel.¡±


    ¡°Okay, but you better be quick. Don¡¯t let anyone else steal your scoop!¡±


    ¡°Roger that.¡±


    Deirdre opened the door and slipped inside Kyran¡¯s ward.


    The man was still in the shower, so she sat on his bed and thought about the reporter. If the media had


    gotten inside¡­ Brendan¡¯s news was going to be public really soon.


    Not that the mancked the connections and manpower to sweep it all under the rug.

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    Chapter 445 I Want You to be My Wife


    Deirdre couldn¡¯t care less. She rose, closed the window, and heard a sound from the shower. She was


    about to turn when she felt a man wrap his arms around her waist.


    She could smell the soap he used. It seemed someone was in a good mood despite being close to his


    operation. ¡°Is everything prepared?¡±


    Kyran let go and took his phone. ¡°Why? Are you worried about me?¡±


    ¡°Yes.¡± She nodded. ¡°I know it¡¯s not anything major, but there are always risks ofplications in any


    given surgery. I¡¯m always going to be worried.¡±


    ¡°You don¡¯t have to be,¡± replied Kyran, a smile shadowing his lips. ¡°Because Lady Nike, Goddess of


    Victory. is on my side. The operation will be a sess, and then we¡¯ll leave this ce when I¡¯m all


    healed up.¡±


    He kissed her earlobe. ¡°First stop, Southyam. How about that?¡±


    ¡°Southyam?¡±


    ¡°Lots of good food, we¡¯ll eat whatever we like! You¡¯re too skinny, Deirdre. I gotta do what boyfriends are


    divinelymanded to do-bring you the best food until you¡¯re chubby and chummy.¡±


    He began to describe Southyam in more detail. Deirdre had never been to the ce, yet it was as if


    she had already gone there in her mind.


    A grin crept up on her face. Once Kyran recovered, they would disappear from here without a trace.


    And Brendan would never see her again.


    ¡°Okay! We¡¯ll go to Southyam!¡± She chirped excitedly.


    Kyran held her hand in his. ¡°Then, my second stop¡­ Germia. You¡¯re going to see my parents.¡±


    Deirdre froze. Then, she hung her head.


    Kyran paused. ¡°What¡¯s the matter? You¡¯re not ready for that yet? If you¡¯re not, we can wait a little while.


    longer. I guess I am a little too forward. Sorry.¡±


    ¡°No, it¡¯s not that¡­¡± Deirdre drew a deep breath. ¡°Do you know what it means for me to see your


    parents?¡± Kyran was quick to type, ¡°It means I¡¯m going to marry you.


    Her heart skipped a beat. He knew. And he answered her without any hesitation.


    ¡°Or¡­¡± Kyran stopped and then typed again, ¡°You haven¡¯t actually decided to marry me yet, and I¡¯m


    being very impatient?¡±


    She shook her head as hard as she could and hugged Kyran tightly. ¡°Now you¡¯re just spouting


    nonsense!¡± Heughed. ¡°Oh, so you agree to be my wife.¡±


    She blushed, flustered. Kyran studied her scarlet cheeks and kissed them lightly.


    In a hotel somewhere, ke Dunn was holding hisptop and scanning every information he had


    gathered on Brendan. Finally, his eyes fell onto a name-Charlene McKinney.


    ke remembered who she was. This was the man¡¯s ex-wife¡­ on paper. Four years ago, Charlene


    killed someone in a hit-and-run ident before admitting to her guilt. She was incarcerated shortly


    after, and honestly, she should still be in prison, serving her time.


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    When ke met her, the young woman¡¯s eyes-sitting above her mask-were evasive and secretive.


    ke became even more excited upon recalling her behavior, so he moved his cursor to one of the


    photos in the file.


    It was the only picture he had where Brendan and Charlene were together, which was taken during a


    charity dinner. The young woman, wearing a graceful, elegant dress, bore beauty unlike any other


    woman. Her eyes were so clear and sharp it was like staring into a pair of onyx.


    ke forgot to breathe for one moment. His eyes zed in excitement.


    Charlene McKinney! He had met Charlene McKinney!


    He could not be happier for his windfall. He stumbled upon a scoop by sheer luck alone! Overjoyed, he


    called his girlfriend again.


    She was sleeping when he called, so her temper red at the sound of her ringtone. ¡°Godd*mnit, ke


    Dumb! It¡¯s the middle of the night! Get a clue, my God!¡±

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    Chapter 446 Brendan Brighthall¡¯s Ex-Wife


    ¡°Wake up, babe, we are gonna be filthy rich!¡±


    Lily froze and then scoffed. ¡°So, how serious should your delusion be before I bring you to a shrink? I¡¯m


    growing really tired of your sh*t.¡±


    ¡°No, this is serious!¡± ke cried hastily. ¡°Lily, do you know who I met today in the hospital?¡±


    That caught Lily¡¯s attention. ¡°Yeah?¡±


    ¡°Brendan Brighthall¡¯s ex-wife! Charlene McKinney!¡±


    Lily was incredulous. ¡°You what!?¡±


    She was the one who had bought ke¡¯s information from a broker, so she had read it before and


    knew who Charlene was. ¡°Are you for real? Charlene¡¯s supposed to be serving her sentence in prison!¡±


    ¡°That¡¯s exactly why this is our big scoop!¡± ke could not contain his zeal. ¡°Think, babe. Instead of


    being in prison, his ex-wife appears in the same hospital he¡¯s staying in. The only possible solution


    here is that the Brighthalls abused their power and wealth to bail Charlene out! They flouted thew


    and let at


    murderer out. H*ll, he was still getting all cozy with the murderer! How much money do you think we¡¯ll


    get for this firsthand scoop?¡±


    ¡°Oh my God, babe, You did it. You godd*mn did it!¡± Lily shrieked before calming down as much as she


    could. ¡°But how are you so sure that the woman you saw was Brendan¡¯s ex-wife?¡±


    ¡°There¡¯s no way I got it wrong,¡± ke said confidently. ¡°Wait for my good news!¡±


    Deirdre woke up from her dream with a startle again. She wiped the sweat off her forehead and


    realized the window was not shutpletely. The chilly wintry air had crept inside, cooling her right


    cheek so much the surface felt like ice.


    She rubbed her face, climbed out of her bed, and closed the window. Worried that Kyran¡¯s sleep was


    affected, she approached his bed and carefully felt for the edge of his nket so she could tuck him in.


    She touched the middle of the bed and felt nothing under the nket.


    ¡°Kyran?¡± She frantically ran her hands around the bed, but the inside of the cover was cold. He was not


    there. Where could he be?


    She suddenly felt a sense of panic welling up. Putting on a coat, she stepped outside into the quiet


    corridor.


    It was about three or four in the morning. She tried to call him, but he would not answer. ¡°Kyran¡­¡± she


    muttered, frowning, and felt her way to theundry room.


    It was then when she heard a very soft snap-the sound of the camera shutter.


    But it was so airy that she was certain she had imagined it. Still, she touched her face instinctively, her


    hand rubbing against the surface of her mask. She had remembered to put it on before she left.


    At ease, she hurried toward theundry room.


    It was then that the nurse on patrol noticed her. ¡°Miss McKinnon!¡± She greeted her. ¡°It¡¯s too early in the


    morning for a stroll, miss. Anything wrong?¡±


    The nurse came just in time. Deirdre held her arm and asked, ¡°Have you seen Kyran?¡±


    ¡°Mr. Reed?¡± The nurse said hesitantly. ¡°He-¡±


    ¡°He what?¡±


    ¡°Deirdre.¡±


    She turned at the sound and found herself bumping straight into the man¡¯s broad, hard chest. He was


    wearing a coat-she could feel remnants of the wintry air from him.


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    ¡®Did he just return from outside?¡±


    She grabbed a fistful of his shirt, and her frown rxed. ¡°Where did you go?¡±


    ¡°Sorry. I went outside. I didn¡¯t mean to make you worry.¡±


    Deirdre bit her lip. Of course, she was worried. She was terrified. If Brendan knew about his existence,


    he might do something terrible to him!


    Her anxiety only melted the moment she felt him around her. Her eyes watered. ¡°You¡¯re about to


    undergo surgery! Why did you go out?¡±


    Kyranbed her hair with his fingers while the nurse chuckled dryly. ¡°Well, it¡¯s precisely because he¡¯s


    about to undergo surgery, Miss McKinnon. Mr. Reed¡¯s feeling nervous, too, so he went out for a walk.


    He even told me to take care of you while he was away,¡± she exined. ¡°He really cares about you.¡±

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    Chapter 447 Is That Her?


    Deirdre sniffled and raised her head. ¡°Is that true? Kyran, did you go out for a stroll?¡±


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    ¡°Yes. I couldn¡¯t sleep, so I took a walk.¡±


    So, he was just as capable of feeling distressed by his impending operation, too. The revtion


    complicated her feelings-she leaned at his chest and tried to assure him. ¡°It¡¯s gonna be fine. I¡¯ll be right


    outside the theater.¡±


    Kyran¡¯s eyes softened. He closed his fingers around her tightly and realized they were nipping.


    rmed, he took off his coat and put it over her. ¡°Just wait in my room next time instead ofing


    outside. It¡¯s too cold out here. I don¡¯t want you to catch a cold.¡±


    ¡°Mm-hmm¡­¡± Deirdre hummed, feeling a little sting at the back of her throat. The windowing loose


    was probably why, but she would rather not make Kyran worry. Pulling the coat close to herself, she


    enjoyed his lingering scent.


    ¡°Let¡¯s head back.¡±


    Not long after they returned, a nurse came inside to perform a body examination on Kyran. Since


    general anesthesia was going to be used, he could not drink or eat before his surgery. His lips became


    so dry they were chaffed.


    Deirdre felt the bump with her finger and frowned. ¡°Are you thirsty?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m alright.¡± He kissed the back of her hand. ¡°Don¡¯t worry.¡±


    Den came to speak to the doctor privately by mid-afternoon. Kyran held Deirdre¡¯s freezing hands in


    silence until the nurse informed him it was time. She then pushed him out of the room, leaving Deirdre


    alone on her cold, steely chair.


    She felt¡­ unease. After noticing her nervous grimace, Den sat next to her andforted her. ¡°Now,


    don¡¯t look like that! It¡¯s not going to be a problem. The first operation was a major sess, so there¡¯s


    no reason to think this time will be any different. You should eat, drink, and take a d*mn nap.¡±


    Den¡¯s own carefree attitude was an affectation meant only to mollify Deirdre, but it did not work too


    well. She was not in the mood at all. ¡°I know,¡± she replied and forced a smile.


    ¡°Had your meal?¡±


    She shook her head.


    ¡°I¡¯ll have the nurse wheel it into the ward for you, then. You need to eat. If you fall ill after he¡¯s okay, he


    will beat the crap out of me.¡±


    She smiled. ¡°Haha. Like he would.¡±


    ¡°Why wouldn¡¯t he? The only person he¡¯s 100% nice to is you. He gives a lot less sh*t to everyone else,


    you know. He wouldn¡¯t even smile at his homie more often!¡±


    ¡°Oh yeah? What about his ex-girlfriend?¡± Deirdre blinked.


    ¡°Ex-girlfriend?¡± Den paused, startled. Lowering his voice, he answered, ¡°Come on, that¡¯s old news.


    Besides, she¡¯s not gonna appear anyway.¡±


    ¡°Why not?¡± Deirdre was surprised. ¡°She¡¯s alive, isn¡¯t she?¡±


    Den was quiet for a few moments. ¡°Alive, yes. Loves him? No. She has a new family of her own and


    now lives in another city. It¡¯s a big, wide world, Miss McKinnon. You don¡¯t just bump into your old me


    most of the time. Besides, even if he sees her again, I doubt she could hold a candle to you.¡±


    Deirdre thought the man was kind of hyperbolic. A rtionship as impactful as that would always be


    imprinted into one¡¯s memories and soul.


    But she did not mind.


    They talked a bit more until Deirdre started to feel her throat itch and dry. Den could tell it, so he


    asked, ¡°Thirsty?¡±


    She nodded.


    ¡°Well, I¡¯m about to make some calls, so I¡¯ll bring you a pot of warm water then.¡±


    ¡°Thank you.¡±


    He waved. ¡°You¡¯re weed.¡±


    He turned away and left Deirdre alone outside the operating theater door. The corridor had its crowd.


    today, so she could hear people passing her by.


    More urately, she could hear them speak. ¡°Is that her? Is that her!?¡±

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    Chapter 448 The News


    ¡°And that mask, too. Urgh. Feels too mysterious to my taste¡­¡±


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    ¡°She doesn¡¯t look at all like someone who should be affiliated with Mr. Brighthall. You sure this isn¡¯t like


    a huge misunderstanding?¡±


    ¡°The woman in the picture is a godd*mn queen, sis. If she were here in this hospital this whole time, we


    should have noticed her by now! So yeah, I call doubt!¡±


    Deirdre was sensitive, so the first thing that leaped to her mind was that these people were talking


    about her. She raised her head and turned in their direction.


    ¡°God, she¡¯s looking at us! She¡¯s not going to rearrange our faces, right? I mean, she got out of prison


    despite killing someone in a hit-and-run! This is the kind of thug we are not supposed to engage with.


    Let¡¯s bail!¡±


    ¡°Can you calm down? We don¡¯t know if it¡¯s fake news, okay? Even if she is that murderer, what will she


    do about us? She¡¯s the one who shouldn¡¯t be here!¡±


    Deirdre was even more sure that the target of their hostility was her, but only pieces of their dialogue


    were intelligible enough from her side. She could hear certain words such as ¡°murderer¡± or ¡°Brendan¡±¡­


    Her fear multiplied. She rose.


    The voices grew louder. ¡°She¡¯s up! She¡¯sing to kill us!¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t be a wimp! If she dares hurt us, we¡¯ll call the cops on her!¡±


    Deirdre took a deep breath and approached them. Her cold made her head feel unnecessarily heavy


    while her footsteps were a little too light, but most of all, it made her voice sound like a growl. ¡°Excuse


    me, but were the two of you talking about me?¡±


    The braver woman of the two shielded her friend and snapped. ¡°Who else could be *sshole enough to


    fit the description?¡±


    Deirdre frowned. Perplexed, she asked, ¡°Have I ever offended any of you?¡±


    The woman sneered. ¡°Oh, not us personally. But that doesn¡¯t mean you¡¯re not sh*t! Lemme ask you


    this, are you the woman they were talking about in the news?¡±


    ¡°The news?¡± Deirdre was even more dumbfounded now. ¡°What news?¡±


    ¡°Well, this one¡­ Hold on a sec,¡± the woman stopped herself and asked, ¡°You¡¯re blind? Are you really


    blind, or are you just pretending to be one?¡±


    Deirdre furrowed her eyebrows. ¡°I¡¯m blind.¡±


    She was starting to panic. Clenching her fists, she asked again, ¡°What was that about the news?¡±


    ¡°Oh, so I¡¯m supposed to be your screen reader now.¡± The woman mocked her cruelly.


    ¡°Brendan¡¯s ex-wife, Charlene McKinney, has been bailed out of prison despite murdering someone in


    an ident and is now found in the hospital rekindling their rtionship.¡±


    ¡°You wore the same clothes as the woman in this picture, which means you¡¯re Charlene McKinney, his


    ex-


    wife!¡±


    Deirdre felt a bomb had dropped in her chest. She was stupefied.


    When did she be news? When!? Who found her!?


    ¡°What did you say?¡± she muttered as she reeled back from her shock. Her voice was trembling. ¡°Who


    told you this?!¡±


    ¡°Who told me? The freaking news, duh!¡± replied the woman, her eyes boring through Deirdre¡¯s


    increasingly pale face. ¡°So you did escape justice after killing someone?


    ¡°How could you show your face in the hospital without anyeuppance!? Because you got into


    Brighthall¡¯s pants?¡±


    The woman began to wall her in. Deirdre widened her eyes, her mind nk.


    ¡°Miss McKinnon!¡±


    Den materialized at the end of the corridor, his footsteps frantic. He was sweating lightly but


    managed to step between the women and Deirdre before shielding her behind him.


    He eyed them warily. ¡°What¡¯s the big idea?¡±


    The man¡¯s sudden appearance dampened the woman¡¯s self-righteous attitude, but she was not going


    to back down. ¡°Well, a murderer is on the loose in this hospital! Aren¡¯t we allowed to be scared for


    ourselves?¡±


    ¡°Murderer? On what proof?¡±

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    Chapter 449 How Much Longer Should Her Torment Last?


    ¡°This article is proof!¡±


    ¡°Article?¡± Den¡¯s features twisted into an unamused re. ¡°I can write a hundred of those fake


    articles with a slightly different bend. People don¡¯t even have to attach their real names to half of this


    trashy fake news now, let alone do old-fashioned things like corroborating it with solid evidence.


    ¡°Honestly, who gave you the right to harass someone innocent over some tabloid¡¯s piss-poor excuse of


    an article?¡±


    ¡°Mr. King


    ¡°You¡¯re all right, Miss McKinnon. Ain¡¯t no reason to y nice to *ssholes, right?¡± he replied reassuringly.


    ¡°Wait, Miss ¡®McKinnon¡¯? Her name is McKinnon!?¡±


    ¡°What¡¯s that to you, news as well?¡± Den pped back. ¡°Should I call the cops and have them read


    her personal information to you too?¡±


    The woman finally quaked. Her friend tugged on her shirt, and they left in embarrassment.


    Deirdre fought back her tears. It felt like a crater had erupted from the inside of her skull. She had to


    calm herself down with several deep breaths before muttering, ¡°Mr. King, what is going on?¡±


    Den was just as confused. ¡°Someone¡¯s got their eyes on you.¡±


    ¡°What does that mean?¡±


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    ¡°Someone must have recognized you while you were walking around the hospital, taken your picture,


    and sold it to fake news agencies with sh*tty rep. They made a big story about you being Brighthall¡¯s


    ex-wife, and you¡¯re now back here ¡®trying to get together again.¡±


    ¡°You know what the media is like nowadays. They will publish anything to get views and clicks. This is


    especially true when one of the protagonists is at his most milkable moments right now, so with your


    story, they spread it out like it was the gue.¡±


    Deirdre felt her head spinning. ¡°You¡¯re telling me it¡¯s already out there? The news?¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t worry. I¡¯ve got my people to suppress the matter as much as we can on the Inte. We¡¯lle


    out with a rification of some kind. Anything to lower the damageing at you.¡±


    She could feel a headacheing. This was not what worried her at all. ¡°What about Brendan?¡± she


    asked, her voice trembling. Her fists were red from her force, and her eyes were widening in fear. ¡°If


    people in this hospital know, then¡­ he must have read it too!¡±


    Den was stunned. He had thought Deirdre was worried about character assassinations or the threat


    to her freedom, but it turned out she was worried about whether Brendan knew about her.


    ¡°No, I don¡¯t think so. He and Kyran have their operations on the same day. He should be inside by


    now.¡±


    ¡°That¡¯s good¡­¡± Deirdre exhaled in relief. Her face was still white as a sheet. Her eyes were red.


    ¡°Thank you, Mr. King. Please help me bury this on the Inte. And onest thing¡­.


    ¡°I¡¯m not a murderer, I swear.¡±


    She was worried that Den would begin to doubt who she was. She could not let it happen-this was


    about Deirdre¡¯s moral character!


    ¡°I know.¡±


    She was stunned. ¡°You¡­ know?¡±


    Even Madame Brighthall had no idea. How did someone who lived as far as Eastgene know, then?


    He considered her surprise and exined, ¡°I can tell from the times we¡¯ve been hanging out together,


    Miss McKinnon You¡¯re a kind soul. There is no way you could be the type to run if you identally run


    someone over. Besides, you hate Brendan so much that I¡¯m willing to bet he framed you for the crime.¡±


    Deirdre said nothing. Her eyes were wet. She breathed as hard as she could, yet she could not calm.


    herself. A man who had only spent a few months with her knew her inability to harm better than


    anyone.


    But the other man who had spent years? And all the things he had done against her?


    ¡®The irony is biting. Brendan Brighthall, just how long are you going to keep tormenting me!?¡±


    ¡°I¡­ Thank you¡­¡± Deirdre croaked.

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    Chapter 450 Can You Even Fathom the Consequences?


    ¡°First, we should get your tears wiped.¡± Den said as he produced a handkerchief made from silk. He


    handed it to her. ¡°Helping you is my job, Miss McKinnon, more like my promise to my friend. I¡¯m


    supposed to take care of you so long as Kyran¡¯s not around to do that. Besides, none of this is your


    fault. So don¡¯t me yourself, okay?


    Den continued hesitantly, frowning. ¡°Though I have to warn you. ¡°The media vulture types are


    probably going to be all over you for these two days. They are going to try their best to milk as much


    news as they can from you before wepletely shut the news down so they can squeeze as much


    money as they can for their miserable lives. Stay inside as often as possible. H*ll, stay in his ward.¡±


    Deirdre nodded-her heavy head seemed to threaten to fall at every nod. She was about to reach the


    end of the corridor when she heard a loudmotion. ¡°This hospital is protecting a murderer! Brendan


    Brighthall bailed a murderer out of jail! He should exin himself!¡±


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    ¡°We want Charlene McKinney to stand before us and speak to us! That¡¯s the only way to get to the


    truth!¡± ¡°Exactly! How could the CEO of apany as big as the Brighthall Group step all over thew


    and bail a murderer out just because he wants to? How is this justice to the victims!?¡±


    A stampede of reporters was trying to break into the 11th floor. It was the nurse who blocked them on


    the entrance to the elevator.


    Deirdre¡¯s face turned white. rmed, she cried, ¡°Are they here?¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t be scared, Miss McKinnon!¡± Den called out, frowning.


    Kyran had barely entered the operation theater, and the situation had already spiraled into chaos.


    ¡°Those reporters are trying to get their first scoop with their most self-righteous excuses! I¡¯ll handle it.


    Get back. into the ward and close the door. Don¡¯t open it for anyone except me!¡±


    ¡°W-What about Kyran?¡± She protested, biting her lips. She had promised him she would wait for him


    outside.


    Den sighed. ¡°Don¡¯t worry about that. He¡¯s in the middle of his surgery, so he¡¯s going to be fine. Once


    his operation is over, I¡¯ll send a nurse to tell you. Remember, Kyran isn¡¯t going to feel any better if


    you¡¯re in trouble. The sess of his surgery will be damned!¡±


    Deirdre mulled it over for a minute and realized he was right. She had to stop giving Den so much


    trouble. ¡°I¡¯m heading to the ward now. T-Thank you, Mr. King.¡±


    Den patted her back as a sign of appreciation before striding toward the reporters.


    Meanwhile, Deirdre felt her way back across the wall to a corner before turning to the door. She was


    about to turn the knob when she heard a voice call out, ¡°Miss McKinnon.¡±


    It was old, tired, and yet imposing and slightly irate. Deirdre froze.


    Despite Brendan being in the middle of his surgery, Madame Brighthall had decided toe to her.


    There could be only one reason.


    ¡°M-Madame Brighthall?¡±


    The older woman took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and opened them again. ¡°Can you exin this


    to me?¡± she demanded. ¡°The news about you being ¡®Charlene McKinney¡¯, how did it get to the media?


    And why are they here, in this hospital?¡±


    Deirdre clenched her fists instinctively. She was just as confused. ¡°Madame Brighthall, I know you think


    I¡¯m lying, but i swear I have no idea. I don¡¯t know why someone would take my picture and write that


    article-¡±


    ¡°The only ones who know your true identity are you and I! If it¡¯s not you¡­ then who else could have


    brought reporters here on the very day my son is undergoing critical surgery!?¡± Madame Brighthall


    snapped, her voice almost wailing.


    She was at her wit¡¯s end. ¡°I¡¯m not even going to talk about how much damage this is causing to my


    family, Miss McKinnon. Bren is in the middle of his operation! What¡¯s gonna happen when the media


    circus reaches him?


    ¡°And what will he do when he learns you¡¯re here, in the same hospital he is in!? Can you even fathom


    the consequences?¡±

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    Chapter 451 I Met Someone Very Nice


    ¡°At the beginning, because you faked your death, he ran out of the hospital like crazy, omitting his


    tearing and bleeding wound. When hees out of the operation, do you think he will recuperate with


    peace!?¡±


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    Deirdre closed her eyes tremblingly. ¡°I¡¯m sorry. I don¡¯t want it either.¡±


    After Madame Brighthall vented her emotions, she fell down on the bench next to her as if she was


    drained of energy.


    ¡°Miss McKinnon, I¡¯ve given you a choice. I begged you to see him before the operation. Since you


    refused to agree, then you would never see him again, but now it is rumored¡­ Fortunately, when this


    happened, Bren had already been injected with anesthesia. Otherwise, do you know what the


    consequences would be? This is, after all, a life-threatening operation for him!¡±


    Deirdre clenched her fists despite being feeble. ¡°Madame Brighthall, letting everyone know that I am a


    murderer will do me no good at all. I already have a boyfriend. I don¡¯t want this matter to be made


    known to Brendan even more than you do, do you understand?¡±


    Madame Brighthall¡¯s eyes turned red. ¡°But you hate him.¡±


    These four words sounded airy, but they struck Deirdre like a thunderbolt.


    That¡¯s right. She hated Brendan so much that she might have the idea of destroying him by sacrificing


    herself.


    That was what Madame Brighthall thought. Hence, she was so heartbroken that she came here even


    without waiting for the operation to end.


    However¡­


    Deirdre felt disturbed, but she managed to calm down again. She lowered her eyes and said, ¡°Indeed, I


    hate him. In the past, I would have done this kind of thing because I wished Brendan would die on the


    operating table. Since I¡¯ve nothing left, it wouldn¡¯t hurt to drag that demon down with me, but now¡­¡±


    She made a pause before she continued. ¡°I met someone very nice.¡±


    The tenderness Deirdre¡¯s eyes exuded startled Madame Brighthall involuntarily.


    ¡°He loves me very much. He is never disgusted with my face and doesn¡¯t care about being judged. We


    have even thought about how to get through the future, and I will not ruin my future just because of the


    pain I suffered in the past. It is not worth it.¡±


    She raised her head without any guilt or anxiety. ¡°Madame Brighthall, you can rest assured that I¡¯ve


    nothing to do with this matter. My friend will also try to suppress this matter as much as possible to


    minimize the damage. And we will be leaving soon so that I won¡¯t disturb your Brighthall family, disturb


    Brendan and you.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s calmness seemed to have brought Madame Brighthall back to the scene many years ago.


    At that time, she still refused to admit Deirdre as her daughter-inw and acted indifferent toward her.


    But Deirdre still did notin. Instead, Deirdre kept her head down and did what she had to do well.


    When she finished, she would sit on the small sofa beside her.


    Madame Brighthall got impatient, pulled the nket, and demanded, ¡°Why aren¡¯t you leaving yet? Even


    if you are acting, it shoulde to an end, right?¡±


    Deirdre smiled and said, ¡°Auntie, don¡¯t you think this room is too deserted? Brendan has been very


    busy


    since he was in school, so he rarelyes here, right? There is a festival today, and I will apany


    you. If you think I am annoying, I will keep quiet.¡±


    At that time, Deirdre couldn¡¯t address Madame Brighthall as ¡®mother¡¯. She could only call her ¡®auntie¡¯,


    even though she had been married to Brendan for two months and three days.


    In those few days when the city was blocked by heavy snow, Madame Brighthall suffered a heart


    attack. Deirdre noticed it immediately. She found a quilt, tied Madame Brighthall to her body, and


    rushed into the


    snow.


    Even though her teeth were chattering due to the cold, Deirdre still spoke firmly. ¡°Do hold on, auntie.


    We¡¯ll be able to catch a ride after another ten minutes¡¯ walk.¡±


    After Madame Brighthall was saved, Deirdre entered her ward with her face as calm as it was now.

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    Chapter 452 If He Had Met You First


    Even though the inside of her boots were wet, her hands were cracked from the cold, and her body


    was so cold that Deirdre lost her senses, the first thing she said with a smile was, ¡°It¡¯s good that you¡¯re


    fine.¡±


    Deirdre didn¡¯t im credit for this, nor did she express her grievances. It was as if it was right and just


    for her to save her life. Although she was even more obedient to Brendan, she had never mentioned


    she was the one who had carried Madame Brighthall.


    At that moment, Madame Brighthall began to really regard Deirdre as her daughter-inw. For more


    than a year, she became more intimate with Deirdre, as if Deirdre was her daughter, and she cared


    more about Deirdre than Brendan.


    Unfortunately, their rtionship had turned out otherwise.


    After Deirdre finished speaking, she nodded, signaling that she was about to open the door to enter the


    ward.


    ¡°Miss McKinnon¡­¡± said Madame Brighthall in a trembling voice.


    Deirdre kept standing at the same spot while Madame Brighthall said with her eyes reddened, ¡°Back


    then,


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    only Bren had met you first.¡±


    if


    The hand of Deirdre holding the doorknob trembled, and she felt her heart was so painful, as if it was


    pierced by cold air.


    What Madame Brighthall meant was very obvious. If Brendan had met Deirdre first, he would have


    loved her, and Charlene wouldn¡¯t have been the third party.


    However, Madame Brighthall didn¡¯t know the fact that Brendan had met Deirdre first.


    It was just that people who were not suitable would be missed anyway.


    She didn¡¯t say a word, let alone turn back when she walked into the ward. The moment she closed the


    door, tears fell uncontrobly.


    Deirdre felt a faint stabbing pain on her face, so she hurriedly wiped the tears on her face with her


    hands. However, the pain remained like a knife, but it was not on her face.


    It was in her heart.


    She just sat on the hospital bed in a daze until her body became stiff.


    The door was opened, and a nurse said, ¡°Miss McKinnon, Mr. King asked me to inform you that Mr.


    Reed¡¯s operation is over!¡±


    Deirdre immediately got up from her seat, startled and worried simultaneously. ¡°How is his situation?¡±


    The nurseughed. ¡°Don¡¯t worry! Mr. Reed¡¯s operation was sessful. Do you want me to help you


    there?¡±


    Deirdre quickly stretched out her hand, and the nurse led her all the way to the door of the operation.


    room, just in time to stumble upon Kyran being pushed out.


    The doctor was still talking to Den about some taboos after the operation while Deirdre went toward


    the sound, feeling unprecedented joy in her heart.


    It was very sessful. That was great!


    Kyran didn¡¯t seem to have passed out. The moment he felt Deirdre¡¯s hand, he made a soft sound.


    Deirdre carefully put her hand on Kyran¡¯s hand and hooked her fingertips, causing Deirdre¡¯s eyes to


    turn


    red.


    After Kyran was pushed away, the nurse said, ¡°Mr. Reed is really lucky. Unlike the one next door, who


    bled. heavily halfway. It¡¯d be God¡¯s kindness even if he managed to survive.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s look froze for a moment, and she turned to the side. Den came over after he finished


    talking with the doctor. ¡°Miss McKinnon, are you alright?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m alright,¡± replied Deirdre in a hoarse voice.


    Den was stunned for a moment and then said, ¡°The operation was sessful. He just needs to rest


    well. By the way, I¡¯ll have to focus more on project matters from now onward, so it¡¯ll be your


    responsibility to take good care of him.¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t worry, just leave it to me.¡± Deirdre smiled.


    ¡°Also¡­¡± Den hesitated for a moment before he continued. ¡°About the media report this time, I have


    already found someone to debunk the rumors. The hospital will block reporters from entering, but


    because the person who took your photo before didn¡¯t use professional equipment, he will likely enter


    the hospital as a patient ande to you.


    ¡°During this period, you should be more alert and notify a nurse whenever there¡¯s anything.¡±


    Thinking of the reporter who had snuck in to interview Brendan, Deirdre became worried. Thus, she


    nodded and said, ¡°I will be more alert.¡±

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    Chapter 453 Not Charlene McKinney


    ¡°Well, let¡¯s go back.¡±


    After Den got to the ward, Den remained in the ward until he received the phone call that he had


    to


    leave.


    Deirdre remained by Kyran¡¯s side all the time But Kyran was still slumbering


    After a long time, a nurse knocked on the door, came in, and asked, ¡°Miss McKinnon, it¡¯s almost


    nighttime. Do you want something to eat? I¡¯ll go to the cafeteria and get you a meal box


    ¡°No.¡± Deirdre smiled. Thank you, but I¡¯m not hungry yet


    ¡°But¡­ Miss McKinnon, you haven¡¯t eaten all day Even if you¡¯re not hungry, your body needs food The


    nurse was worried ¡°How about I bring a bowl of porridge over? Just take a little Otherwise, Mr. Reed


    will be in distress when he wakes upter


    Deirdre really didn¡¯t have much of an appetite. But when she thought that she might not make it


    through the night if she didn¡¯t eat, she nodded hesitantly


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    ¡°Thank you¡±


    On the other hand, ke made a phone call at the hotel. As soon as the call was connected, he


    reprimanded furiously, ¡°What¡¯s going on? What about the money you promised me? Why haven¡¯t i


    received it yet? We agreed on 50,000 dors! Are you reneging after you¡¯ve only paid 25,000 dors?¡±


    Upon hearing ke¡¯s usation, the other end was enraged ¡°How dare you still call me? What a


    troublemaker! That woman was not Charlene McKinney at all. She was just an ordinary passerby! I


    trusted you, but now I have received the court¡¯s summon


    ¡°What?¡± ke was incredulous ¡°Are you kidding? That was indeed Charlene McKinney!¡±


    In fact, ke somewhat felt guilty. Although he was assured, he had no way to prove that Charlene


    McKinney was the woman who should be in prison.


    But again, they shouldn¡¯t have any evidence to deny it.


    ¡°Who is that woman? I think you know better than I do! We¡¯ve already received her information. Her


    name is Deirdre McKinnon, an ordinary woman!¡±


    ¡°Deirdre McKinnon?¡± ke suddenly panicked and forcibly calmed himself down. ¡°You weren¡¯t


    deceived, right? Maybe it¡¯s just a random piece of information¡­¡±


    ¡°If I were not sure, would I not report such news? On the contrary, I trusted you so much, but you


    ended up deceiving me! You better quickly return the 25,000 dors, or you know my tricks!¡±


    After hanging up the phone, ke panicked. His dream of bing a rich man hade to naught.


    He knew what tricks he would have to face if he didn¡¯t return the money, so he hurriedly called his


    girlfriend. The phone was connected almost instantly. ke heard Lily walk aside amidstughter, who


    said excitedly. ¡°Dear, you are really great! I managed to show off in front of my friends! I¡¯m now doing


    my shopping and bought myself a set of beautiful clothes, remember toe to me at night¡­¡±


    How could ke care about all these things? He was so devastated that he asked cautiously. ¡°Lily,


    how much have you spent from the 25,000 I gave you?¡±


    ¡°Eight¡­¡±


    ¡®Eight? In that case, it should be just 800 dors at most.¡±


    Just as ke was about to breathe a sigh of relief, Lily said yfully, ¡°It¡¯s 18,000.¡±


    ke was rendered speechless.


    ¡°What¡¯s the matter?¡± Noticing that ke remained silent, Lily frowned, pursed her red lips, and said,


    ¡°Are you unhappy that I spent so much? ke Dunn! Don¡¯t forget that when you transferred me the


    money, you already told me to spend it freely, and you said you would support me. But in the end,


    you¡¯re showing your true colors when I just spent a little of your money?¡±


    ke was sweating profusely. ¡°No, Lily¡­please listen to my exnation¡­¡±

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    Chapter 454 Just to See Her Face


    ¡°What is there to exin? I thought you could give me a good life, but you immediately showed your


    true colors when I only spent 18,000 dors. How will I survive if I marry you in the future!?¡±


    ke quickly coaxed her. ¡°Oh, Lily, you¡¯ve misunderstood. I just wanted to ask whether you have


    enough money. I¡¯ll give you more if you don¡¯t.¡±


    ¡°Really?¡± Lily¡¯s expression softened. ¡°It¡¯s true that I¡¯ve almost finished spending my money. When will


    your transfer me the remaining 25,000?¡±


    ke gnashed his teeth and replied with determination, ¡°Soon! I¡¯ll transfer it to you immediately after 1


    receive it.¡±


    ¡°Oh dear, you¡¯re truly very amazing. In that case, I¡¯ll continue to enjoy it!¡±


    After hanging up the phone, ke knelt with his head in his arms.


    He knew that Lily had spent the 18,000 dors, and he would not be able to get it back. It wouldn¡¯t be


    worth it if he lost his girlfriend again.


    But if he couldn¡¯t get the money, wouldn¡¯t he¡­.


    The woman¡¯s eyes shed in his mind, and he refused to reconcile.


    How could it be such a coincidence? How could they have simr eyes and also appear in the same


    hospital? It should have been a foregone conclusion, but it turned out it was not.


    Suddenly, a thought shed through his mind.


    Whether the woman was Charlene McKinney, he would just have to see her face under the mask.


    ¡°Miss McKinnon, I¡¯ming in.¡±


    The nurse knocked on the door and came in with the packed porridge. ¡°I don¡¯t know what vor you


    like. so I got you some honey, fruits, and nuts. Do have it while it¡¯s still hot.¡±


    Deirdre picked up the spoon and said, ¡°Thank you, I really appreciate it.¡±


    The nurse smiled and replied, ¡°You are wee. We¡¯re just doing what Mr. King has requested. After


    all, it¡¯s not only because he¡¯s very busy. You also can¡¯t see, so please don¡¯t hesitate to ask for our


    help.¡±


    ¡°Sure.¡±


    The nurse went out.


    While Deirdre was eating the porridge, her mind was full of the reported news.


    She wondered how they had found her when there obviously were very few people who knew her


    there. And that kind of report..


    The rumor was too unbelievable and unconscionable without them knowing her identity.


    She fell into a daze while biting her lower lip.


    The phone rang out suddenly, so she put down the spoon, epted the call, and heard Tobey¡¯s voice.¡±


    Deirdre, are you okay?¡±


    Upon hearing such a question, Deirdre¡¯s heart skipped a beat. ¡°Tobey, did you see something in the


    news?¡±


    ¡°Not me. I¡¯m in Eastgene, and it¡¯s not that fast for me to get that information. It¡¯s my mother.¡±


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    ¡°Madame Russell?¡±


    Tobey paused before he continued. ¡°She saw the newspaper, took a picture of it, and asked me if the


    woman in the photo was you. Only then did I learn that the sister next door who I grew up with was the


    ex- wife of the famous Brendan Brighthall.¡±


    His tone was filled with exhaustion and bitterness.


    Deirdre felt as if her mouth was stuffed with cotton balls, and she couldn¡¯t speak a word.


    Brendan¡¯s ex-wife? She would rather not have this title¡­


    ¡°So that¡¯s why you asked me to find out if Kyran Reed and Brendan Brighthall were the same person? I


    didn¡¯t really understand it until I saw the news.¡±


    Deirdre felt depressed but managed to pull herself together. ¡°Tobey, thank you.¡±


    ¡°Why are you thanking me?¡±


    ¡°Thank you for choosing to help me without asking any more questions, even though my requests are


    incredible.¡±


    Tobey sighed. ¡°I know you should have an unspeakable secret, but I really never thought that it would


    turn


    out like this.¡±


    Deirdre was silent, so Tobey asked, ¡°Deirdre, do you know how I feel right now?¡±

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    Resent Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 455


    Chapter 455 Feed Me Water


    ¡°H-How do you feel?¡±


    ¡°I wanted to be with you at the beginning. It turned out to be wishful thinking. How could I be worthy of


    you, a woman who married Brendan Brighthall? I guess you wouldn¡¯t like me either.¡±


    Deirdre frowned. ¡°Tobey, do you still remember what you said to me before? Don¡¯t belittle yourself. I


    always remember it very clearly. Why did you forget what you taught me?¡±


    ¡°¡­¡±


    ¡°Tobey, the rtionship between Brendan and I is not as simple as you think. We didn¡¯t have any


    affection for each other. If possible, I would rather have never met him in my life.¡±


    Only then did Tobeye to his senses. He frowned and said, ¡°Indeed, if he was good, how could you


    be like this?¡±


    Deirdre smiled. After all, she didn¡¯t care anymore, and neither did she have the strength to do so.¡±


    Anyway, it¡¯s over. By the way, what about Madame Russell?¡±


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    ¡°I¡¯ve already exined that it¡¯s just a nonsense stunt pulled by the media, and you have nothing to do


    with. Brendan Brighthall.¡±


    ¡°Thank you.¡± Deirdre breathed a sigh of relief. She would really feel ashamed if even Madame Russell


    knew about her past.


    After ending the phone call, the half bowl of porridge had already turned cold.


    Deirdre put the lid back on, and a subtle thought surfaced in her mind.


    She had been hiding her past because she didn¡¯t want to get hurt again and wanted to leave the past.


    behind, but now that everyone knew about it, did she still need to hide it?


    She thought at least Kyran had the right to know the truth.


    Deirdre looked downcast.


    The matter was too depressing, and it was still difficult for her to speak about it easily.


    After clearing the table, she seemed to hear the man on the bed move. ¡°Kyran?¡±


    There was no response.


    Deirdre stretched her hand over to the man¡¯s face, and when she touched the thin lips by mistake, she


    felt somewhat hurt by the dead skin.


    She frowned and rummaged through the drawer until she found a cotton swab. She poured another


    ss of water, thinking of letting him get some moisture by swabbing his lips.


    However, after she dipped the cotton swab into the water, she couldn¡¯t find Kyran¡¯s lips. After several


    times of groping, the water was all in her hands.


    The only method she had left was¡­


    Merely thinking of it made Deirdre blush. If Den was around, he mightugh at her for still caring


    about it when they were already a couple.


    She held the ss of water and took a sip.


    Following that, she cautiously leaned down while her soft lips searched for the man¡¯s lips and injected


    water into his mouth little by little.


    As a result, arge part of the water spilled on Kyran¡¯s neck


    Deirdre took another sip. When she just managed to pry Kyran¡¯s lips open, the man moved.


    He opened his eyes and looked at Deirdre with surprise.


    Deirdre retreated instantly in shock. She was so embarrassed that she didn¡¯t know whether to swallow.


    the water or spit it out.


    Kyran had woken up.


    He reached out his hand and feebly tugged at the corner of her clothes as if asking if she was belittling.


    him.


    Deirdre swallowed the water, but she felt her throat burning hot and her chest filled with heat. She


    quickly exined, ¡°Your mouth is too dry! I¡¯m just feeding you water. There¡¯s no other meaning, don¡¯t


    get me wrong¡­¡±


    After speaking, she realized that Kyran needed his phone.


    She took it for him.


    And Kyran typed, ¡°I know.¡±


    Deirdre breathed a sigh of relief. Just as she raised her head, she heard the phone¡¯s mechanical voice


    again. ¡°So, please continue.¡±


    ¡®C-Continue?¡¯


    Deirdre asked anxiously, ¡°What do you mean by continue?¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t you want to feed me water?¡±


    Kyran sounded so serious, but Deirdre was stunned. She felt ufortable and said without looking in


    his direction, ¡°Since you are awake, you have to drink by yourself.¡±

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    ¡°But I¡¯m the patient.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s cheeks burned slightly when she heard Kyran talk in a serious manner. Biting her lower lip,


    she rebutted, ¡°Don¡¯t make excuses. It¡¯s not like you can¡¯t move your mouth.¡±


    ¡°I like it when you feed me. It was soft, and it smelled good.¡±


    Deirdre felt so embarrassed upon hearing the mechanical voice of the phone. She turned, intending to


    walk away, but Kyran pulled her back smilingly. ¡°Alright, I¡¯ll stop messing with you.¡±


    When Deirdre sat down, Kyran asked, ¡°Why were you crying when I was pushed out?¡±


    ¡°I did?¡± Deirdre was startled as she couldn¡¯t remember at all.


    ¡°Your eyes were red,¡± replied Kyran.


    Deirdre immediately recalled the reported news and the person who took a photo of her, and her face


    turned pale. Trying to force herself to regain herposure, she lowered her head and said, ¡°I was just


    too worried about you.¡±


    ¡°Oh dear, why were you so worried? Didn¡¯t I tell you that I¡¯d be fine?¡±


    Deirdre smiled, but her eyes became empty.


    Though Kyran survived the operation¡­


    Because Kyran had to get enough rest, and Deirdre didn¡¯t want to make things difficult for him, she


    found an excuse to prevaricate and went to take a shower. By the time she came back, Kyran had


    already fallen asleep.


    She went out with dirty clothes and walked along the wall to theundry room. It waste at night, and


    the surroundings were very quiet, but she still heard footsteps approaching.


    She knew the footsteps didn¡¯t belong to a woman because they were heavy..


    Deirdre frowned. She was about to close theundry room door when ke rushed up and tightly


    covered her mouth.


    ¡°No!¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s eyes were wide open, and she felt a gust of cold air. She struggled hard, but ke suddenly


    threw her on the floor.


    When her frail body hit the marble, Deirdre felt so painful that she couldn¡¯t breathe, and her face turned


    pale. She hurriedly shouted, ¡°Help!¡±


    ¡°Shut up!¡± ke hurriedly covered her mouth with his hand and threatened viciously, ¡°Shout again, and


    I¡¯ll make sure that you won¡¯t see the sun tomorrow!¡±


    Feeling a sharp object at her waist, Deirdre really didn¡¯t dare to move. But her face was pale, and her


    soft lips were trembling.


    ke hurriedly tore off Deirdre¡¯s mask, but he didn¡¯t expect to see a bandage on her face.


    He became furious. ¡°B*tch! You¡¯ve been vigntly guarding against letting others recognize your real


    identity, haven¡¯t you!?¡±


    Deirdre realized what ke intended to do from his words and was stunned. But when she was about


    to stop him, ke had already pulled off the bandage, revealing her entire face.


    ke was frightened the moment he saw Deirdre¡¯s face was riddled with scars, which appeared red,


    swollen, and scary.


    Could she be Charlene McKinney?


    Recalling the morous woman wearing a custom-made long dress in the data, ke felt a chill down.


    his spine. ¡°How is that possible!?¡±


    With such a look, who would believe that this woman was Charlene McKinney?


    Deirdre didn¡¯t dare to move. Although ke felt hopeless, the more he looked at Deirdre¡¯s eyes, the


    more. he felt they resembled Charlene¡¯s.


    He was assured that this woman was Charlene McKinney! But because the media wouldn¡¯t believe him


    anymore, he thought of Brendan.


    He could no longer sell those photos to the media but believed he could threaten Brendan to pay him.


    money with those photos. After all, if he could get Charlene out of prison, he would definitely not be


    willing to expose her photos to the outside world!


    While thoughts ran wildly through his mind, ke took out a camera and photographed Deirdre.


    Following that, he heard noises outside the room and immediately rushed out through the safety exit.


    The next second, a nurse carne in. She was stunned when she saw Deidre, who had fallen on the


    floor.¡± Miss McKinnon? Are you alright!?¡±

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    Resent Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 457


    Chapter 457 Couldn¡¯t Let Brendan See It


    The nurse hurriedly held Deirdre up, but Deirdre was feeling dizzy. She had heard the sound of the


    camera shuttle earlier. Her face had turned pale as a sheet, and she touched her body.


    ¡°Miss McKinnon? What are you looking for?¡±


    ¡°My phone¡­¡± Deirdre forced herself to calm down. ¡°Can you please lend me your phone? I think I left


    mine in the ward.¡±


    The nurse immediately took out her phone. ¡°Who do you want to call?¡±


    ¡°D-Den King!¡±


    The nurse naturally had Den¡¯s phone number. After she made the call, she passed it to Deirdre.


    While pressing against the marble countertop, she was shivering.


    She knew she would disturb Den by callingte at night, but she had no other alternatives. The


    photos must not be spread.


    ¡°Hello.¡± After quite a long while, a hoarse man¡¯s voice was heard. ¡°Who¡¯s this?¡±


    ¡°Mr. King, it¡¯s me! I¡¯m sorry for waking you up at thiste hour.¡±


    Den was indeed sleeping. But when he heard Deirdre¡¯s voice, he immediately sobered up because


    something must have happened for Deirdre to call him. Therefore, he asked in a low voice, ¡°What¡¯s it?


    Did something happen?¡±


    Deirdre took a deep breath. ¡°Someone broke into the 11th floor. It was a man. He came in while I was


    doingundry, closed the door, pulled off the bandage on my face, and photographed me!¡±Please check at N/?vel(D)rama.Org.


    Den frowned heavily. ¡°Photographed you?¡±


    ¡°Yes.¡± Deirdre said with a trembling voice, ¡°Mr. King, do you have any way so the photo won¡¯t be leaked


    Out!¡±


    Den reassured her while putting on his clothes. ¡°Miss McKinnon, don¡¯t worry. I have already warned


    the media. Not many would dare to publish any news about you. You don¡¯t have to worry about your


    current photos. No one will think you are Charlene McKinney, even if they are released. In fact, it¡¯s


    easier for us to exin.¡±


    ¡°No.¡± Deirdre clenched the phone tightly as her mind went nk. ¡°I don¡¯t care if those people know who


    I am. It¡¯s Brendan! If he sees that photo, he wille for me!¡±


    For a moment, Den was stunned and stopped his movement. When he recovered his senses, he


    continued to button up and said, ¡°Don¡¯t worry, Miss McKinnon. He won¡¯t see it.¡±


    ¡°W-Why are you so sure?¡±


    ¡°There¡¯s no reason. His ward is now sealed off. He can¡¯t get out from the inside, and no one can get in


    from the outside Therefore, how can your photo be shown to him so easily?¡±


    Deirdre feltforted. She gradually looked rxed though she still felt the lingering fear. Den


    added, ¡°Don¡¯t worry, don¡¯t be nervous. I will definitely solve this matter.¡±


    Upon hearing the promise, Deirdre heaved a sigh of relief. ¡°Thank you, thank you very much.¡±


    It was only after the call was over that Deirdre realized that the nurse had been by her side the whole


    time, so she might have listened to their conversation.


    Deirdre felt nervous, and the nurse promised tactfully, ¡°Miss McKinnon, I¡¯m ordered to take care of you


    only. Other than that, I know nothing. The same goes for what you¡¯ve just said. I will forget it when I go


    out.¡±


    Afterward, the police came again during the day, checked the surveince cameras, and chatted with


    Deirdre, asking about the person¡¯s characteristics.


    Because Deirdre was blind, she couldn¡¯t help much. But before the police left, she thought of one thing.


    ¡°The day before yesterday¡­¡± She tried recalling. ¡°The day before yesterday, at theundry room door,


    at man came to ask me something. His voice was exactly the same as the man who attacked mest


    night.¡±


    The manpletely moved around the surveince cameras¡¯ blind spots yesterday, and his face


    couldn¡¯t be seen clearly when he was in public. Therefore, Deirdre¡¯s words helped a lot. The police took


    notes, told Deirdre not to leave the ward, and left.

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    Chapter 458 Request to Meet Brendan


    Deirdre took a deep breath and entered the ward. As soon as she closed the door, Kyran asked, ¡°Who


    did


    you meet?¡±


    He totally didn¡¯t know what had happened. He only saw the bruise on her arm in the morning, but


    Deirdre told him she fell identally.


    ¡°It¡¯s people from the hospital¡¯s management level. Because I fell in theundry room, they asked me if I


    was okay and if I neededpensation.¡±


    Although Kyran was unhappy that Deirdre was injured, he couldn¡¯t me anyone, so he could only ask,


    Does it still hurt?¡±


    Deirdre held his hands and smiled. ¡°After taking medicine, it¡¯s gotten much better, and it doesn¡¯t hurt


    anymore.¡±


    ¡°The next time anything happens to you, remember to tell me immediately. If I didn¡¯t see your swollen


    arm this morning, you would have hidden it from me, wouldn¡¯t you?¡±


    Kyran couldn¡¯t help but me Deirdre, but he felt even more distress.


    Deirdre was touched and even felt better from the restlessness she suffered from the incident


    yesterday.


    Since the police were involved, she thought the ridiculous situation would end with the culprit being


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    Upon thinking of that, Deirdre¡¯s smile got wider. ¡°I didn¡¯t care because it didn¡¯t hurt. I¡¯ll pay attention


    next time.¡±


    When ke came out of the elevator door with the crowd, no one noticed him because he was dressed


    differently from yesterday. In fact, they were busy with their own affairs.


    And when he camest night, he noticed that the corner room was always guarded.


    Thus, he believed that no one would be so cautious other than Brendan.


    Holding the newly printed photos in his pocket, ke made up his mind to walk toward the corner.


    There were still bodyguards, and they stopped ke when he took a few steps forward. ¡°What are you


    doing? You are not allowed to enter here. Go aside!¡±


    ke smiled and said, ¡°Hi, I¡¯m looking for Mr. Brighthall. Can you inform him that I have news that I


    guarantee he will be interested in?¡±


    I¡¯ve seen a lot of people like you. I don¡¯t care what news you have. Leave immediately. Otherwise, don¡¯t


    me us for being rude!¡± The bodyguard mocked and didn¡¯t take ke seriously.


    ke immediately said, ¡°It¡¯s about Charlene McKinney! I don¡¯t believe Mr. Brighthall doesn¡¯t care about


    it either.¡±


    The bodyguard was startled, and ke seized this opportunity to grab the doorknob and push it open.


    Mr. Brighthall! Mr. Brighthall! I¡¯ve got Charlene McKinney¡¯s photos, and I want to talk to you!¡±


    However, when he barged into the room, he saw no one on the bed. The room was empty, so neat and


    clean that it seemed uninhabited.


    ke¡¯s expression froze, and before he could react, he was pushed to the floor by the bodyguard, who


    kicked him hard


    ¡°How dare you! How dare you barge into the room without permission? Who gave you the guts!?¡±


    ke curled up on the floor while protecting his head with his hands. Meanwhile, he was wondering


    whether it was a bluff and Brendan was not around.


    But if Brendan was not around, why would bodyguards guard the room, not letting anyone in?


    After the bodyguards were satisfied, they grabbed ke by his cor, intending to take him out. It just


    happened that Charlene walked over in high heels. Looking at this scene, she frowned. ¡°What¡¯s the


    matter? Aren¡¯t you afraid of making noise when you beat someone here in the hospital?¡±


    ¡°Miss McKinsey.¡±


    Seeing Charlene approaching, the bodyguards looked at each other and exined, ¡°This man is


    probably


    a reporter. He deliberately broke into Mr. Brighthall¡¯s room just now, and that¡¯s why we did it.¡±


    ¡°Reporter?¡± When Charlene heard the title, her face turned gloomy in an instant. ¡°He didn¡¯t take any


    photos, did he?¡±


    ¡°No, we stopped him before he could take any photos.¡±

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    Resent Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 459


    Chapter 459 I Want 100,000 Dors


    ¡°That¡¯s good.¡± Charlene softened and demanded, ¡°Take him aside and check if there is any hidden


    camera before throwing him out.¡±


    ¡°Yes!¡±


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    When ke was dragged aside for inspection, he raised his hands and dared not make a sound.


    Meanwhile, Charlene tidied up her hair and walked toward the door..


    ¡°Miss McKinsey.¡±


    Charlene was blocked just when she took a step forward.


    Charlene frowned. ¡°It¡¯s been two days, yet Bren is still unwilling to meet anyone?¡±


    The bodyguard smiled obsequiously. ¡°Yes. Mr. Brighthall is in poor health and in a bad mood, so he just


    wants to stay in the room alone.¡±


    Charlene appeared to be Impatient, but she still said softly. ¡°But at this juncture, Bren needs


    companions the most. If he is alone in the ward, doesn¡¯t it mean that no one will take care of him when


    he is thirsty? Open the door. I¡¯m going to persuade him.¡±


    ¡°Miss McKinsey, I¡¯m really sorry. It¡¯s not like you don¡¯t know what happenedst time. Mr. Brighthall


    hates others disobeying him the most. Please wait a little longer. I¡¯ll let you know when he calms down!¡±


    Charlene could only hand over the porridge to the bodyguard, even though she was reluctant.


    And ke, who was kicked again after the search was over, staggered toward the elevator door,


    feeling strange as he walked..


    ¡®What did the bodyguards pretend that Mr. Brighthall was still in the room? Isn¡¯t there no one in the


    room?¡±


    After ke got to the ground floor, he didn¡¯t leave in a hurry but squatted at the door. After a while, het


    saw Charleneing out with sunsses, and he hurried up to meet her. ¡°Miss McKinsey? You¡¯re


    Miss McKinsey, right? Hello!¡±


    Charlene recognized ke at a nce as the reporter who had broken into the ward. She rolled her


    eyes secretly and ignored him.


    But ke said anxiously, ¡°Miss McKinsey! You will regret it if you don¡¯t talk to me! I have a secret that


    will absolutely amaze you!¡±


    After taking two steps forward, Charlene stopped.


    ke hurriedly took this opportunity to show her the photo in his pocket. ¡°Look! This is the photo I took,


    and this woman is Charlene McKinney! And! And I also know Brendan Brighthall¡¯s secret!¡±


    When Charlene saw the woman in the photo, her face suddenly turned pale. She looked around and


    said, ¡± Chat in another ce.¡±


    They got to a cafe. As soon as they sat down, Charlene asked, ¡°Where did you get the photo? Who


    gave it to you!?¡±


    ¡°Naturally, I was the one who took the photo!¡± ke was pleased with himself. He ordered the most


    expensive coffee, took two sips, and then spat it out. He was really not used to the taste.


    ¡°Looking at your reaction in the ward just now, you must be Miss Charli McKinsey, Mr. Brighthall¡¯s


    fiancee, right?¡±


    Charlene crossed her arms and looked at ke coldly. ¡°What do you want to say?¡±


    *100,000 dors!¡± ke said cheekily, ¡°I want 100,000 dors! I was the one who exposed the news


    not long ago. If I can¡¯t get the money, then this photo will appear in the news media in the next second.


    The matter that the Brighthall family ignored thew and took criminals out of prison will be a real


    fact!¡±


    ke was very excited. On the other hand, Charlene took off her sunsses and sneered. ¡°Mr.


    Reporter, do you think I¡¯m stupid? You took a picture of a disfigured woman and now threaten me to


    give you 100,000 dors? Who gave you the guts? And who would want to believe you that the woman


    in the photo is Charlene McKinney?¡±


    After being questioned twice, ke was stunned and realized that this woman was not stupid.


    He began brainstorming for the next step. Meanwhile, Charlene, who had found out what ke¡¯s angle


    was, picked up her bag and got up.


    She originally wanted to test whether this man had a backup n, but it seemed that he didn¡¯t. Now


    she just needed to give a warning to the media.


    There was absolutely no possibility that these photos would reach Brendan!

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    Chapter 460 Maeve O¡¯Keefe¡¯s Call


    ¡°I advise you to delete the negatives immediately and then find a ce to live honestly. Otherwise, you


    not only won¡¯t be able to release your photos but you will also be imprisoned for several months. The


    choice is yours!¡±


    As soon as Charlene finished her sentence, she turned and left


    ke became anxious and said, ¡°Miss McKinsey, aren¡¯t you afraid that Brendan Brighthall is lying to


    you?¡±


    ¡°What do you mean?¡± Charlene abruptly stopped and turned to ke gloomily and sinisterly What


    nonsense are you talking about?¡±


    ke bit the bullet and replied, ¡°Brendan Brighthall and Charlene McKinney are dating without you


    knowing!¡±


    Charlene looked distorted as she approached ke and said in a low voice. ¡°If I find out you are lying, I


    guarantee that you will not be able to get out of here intact


    ke was frightened. He had never expected that Charlene, who appeared pretty, would look so


    vicious.


    He cheered himself up. ¡°Why would I lie when I can take pictures of Charlene McKinney? I saw it with


    my own eyes!¡±


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    ke rolled his eyes and said nonsense. ¡°I just didn¡¯t manage to take a picture, but we can cooperate.


    If you give me money, I can help you remove this Charlene McKinney


    Charlene narrowed her eyes. ¡°Since you said you didn¡¯t take a picture, how can I believe you?¡±


    ¡°T-The room,¡± replied ke falteringly.


    ¡°The room?¡±


    ¡°If you don¡¯t trust me, you can go to Brendan Brighthall¡¯s room now! There¡¯s no one in it at all. Not to


    mention Brendan Brighthall, there isn¡¯t any human in it at all. For Brendan Brighthall to join forces with


    the bodyguards to hide it from you, isn¡¯t this irond proof?¡±


    ¡°What did you say!?¡±


    Charlene immediately rushed back to Brendan¡¯s ward, her mind nk.


    Brendan was not in the ward?


    He had just had an operation, and his body was so weak that he couldn¡¯t support himself anywhere, so


    where did he go?


    Thinking of Deirdre, Charlene was filled with hatred. She threw her sunsses on the ground and


    crushed them with her high heels.


    As Charlene approached the door, she suddenly realized that no matter how angry she was, she could


    not rush into the ward bluntly. She called her mole to send those bodyguards away. Following that, she


    appeared, turned the doorknob, and pushed the door in.


    She saw¡­ The bed inside was clean and had no wrinkles at all!


    After a few days, Deirdre didn¡¯t hear any news about the photos.


    She heaved a sigh of relief while sprinkling the washing powder on her hands and rubbing Kyran¡¯s


    underwear.


    Den and Kyran were still chatting outside. After she rinsed them clean, she held the bucket out,


    greeted them, and went outside to dry the clothes.


    As she took a few steps, the phone in her pocket rang. She freed her hand, pressed the answer button,


    and put the phone to her ear. ¡°Hello, who is it?¡±


    There was no response.


    Deirdre doubted and wondered whether someone had made a mistake.


    She was about to hang up when a voice came from the other end. ¡°Miss McKinnon, it¡¯s me.¡±


    It was a familiar woman¡¯s voice, which sounded kind and gentle. At that moment, Deirdre was frozen to


    the spot. She uncontrobly recalled some scenes in her mind, all about this woman.


    It was about the kindness and tenderness of the woman and how she cried helplessly when the woman


    turned out to be a liar.


    Deirdre had to take a few deep breaths before she could calm herself down. While clenching the


    phone. tightly, she asked, ¡°Madam O¡¯Keefe, how could you have my phone number?¡±


    ¡°Because I¡¯m also located in Wrisey. When I saw the news, I thought I was wrong. I¡¯ve never thought


    that you¡¯re really here¡­ So, I asked my rtives working in the hospital to ask for your phone number


    through the nurse.¡±


    Deirdre shivered and closed her eyes.


    As soon as she heard this woman¡¯s voice, she couldn¡¯t help but remember her mother and Brendan¡¯s


    sugar traps and deceptions. She felt suffocated and had to take several deep breaths to calm herself


    down.

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    Resent Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 461


    Chapter 461 Please Help Me


    ¡°So what can I do for you?¡±


    ¡°Miss McKinnon, can you help me? I¡¯m sorry for lying to you that time, but Mr. Brighthall forced me,¡±


    said Maeve, her voice filled with sobs. ¡°I shouldn¡¯t have called you, but I can¡¯t think of anyone else who


    can help me right now¡­¡±


    Deirdre frowned at the woman¡¯s sobs and felt a pang in her chest.


    One of the reasons was that Maeve¡¯s voice really sounded like her mother¡¯s, and the second reason


    was that she could feel that Maeve was genuinely good to her at that time. Although it all turned out to


    be fake, no one in this world could fake their feelings.


    This was also why she could not treat Maeve as she treated Brendan.


    She bit her lips and asked, ¡°What happened?¡±


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    ¡°My daughter was diagnosed with cancer a while ago. For the past few months, I¡¯ve sold my house and


    all my valuable things to pay for her expensive medical bills, but I can¡¯t hold on anymore.¡±


    ¡°So, you want money?¡± Deirdre¡¯s face turned pale, and she lowered her head. ¡°I¡¯m sorry, Madam


    O¡¯Keefe. I¡¯m afraid I can¡¯t help you. I¡¯m no longer living with Brendan. But even if I still lived with


    Brendan, I wouldn¡¯t have money to give you either, so I¡¯m sorry.¡±


    Maeve covered her face and cried, ¡°Then what should I do? Do I have to sit by and watch my daughter


    die? She¡¯s my daughter! I can¡¯t give up on her¡­¡±


    Deirdre clenched her fists tightly and asked, ¡°How much money do you need?¡±


    ¡°I can¡¯t say for sure. This kind of thing has no end, but I need at least 7,000 dors right now.¡±


    ¡°7,000 dors?¡± Deirdre ced her hand on her forehead. She did not even have 70 dors, let alone


    7,000 dors, but she just couldn¡¯t bring herself to watch Maeve in pain.


    She took a deep breath and said, ¡°Just give me some time. I¡¯ll figure something out, but I can only give


    you 7,000 dors. I can¡¯t give you more¡­¡±


    ¡°That¡¯s fine too,¡± said Maeve, her voice thick with exhration and sadness. ¡°7,000 dors is enough to


    keep my daughter alive for a while. Thank you so much, Miss McKinnon!¡±


    ¡°Give me your phone number. I¡¯ll let you know once I¡¯ve got the money,¡± said Deirdre.


    After Maeve gave Deirdre her phone number, she hung up the call. Her brain was a muddled mess


    right now as she stood as firm as a ramrod on the spot.


    The first person she could think of that could help her right now was Kyran, but she just couldn¡¯t bring


    herself to borrow money from him.


    ¡°Miss McKinnon?¡± Den¡¯s voice rang out behind her. ¡°I thought you were drying the clothes? Why are


    you still here? Is there anything wrong?¡±


    Deirdre calmed herself down and turned around. ¡°Nothing. I was just wondering if I should go to the


    laundry roomter since I¡¯m pretty sure it¡¯ll be packed with people.¡±


    ¡°Well, I¡¯m sure it¡¯ll be quite crowded right now. What clothes do you have in the basket? Maybe I can


    help you dry them at the hotel.¡± Den took a step forward.


    Deirdre blocked it, but Den still saw it anyway. A meaningful smile appeared on his face as he said,


    ¡°I see. So, they¡¯re Kyran¡¯s undergarments. You just hang them up. I¡¯m sure he¡¯s fine with it.¡±


    ¡°Okay¡­¡± Deirdre felt embarrassed and picked up her pace.


    After finishing her task, she returned to the ward and found that Kyran was sleeping.


    She couldn¡¯t fall asleep while thinking about how to help Maeve. She turned around and woke Kyran


    up.


    He picked up his phone and asked, ¡°What¡¯s the matter?¡±


    ¡°Huh?¡± Deirdre was stunned. ¡°Did I make too much noise and wake you up?¡±

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    ¡°No, I wasn¡¯t sleeping as I was waiting for you.¡±


    A smile appeared on Deirdre¡¯s face, and Kyran asked, ¡°Is it too cold? That¡¯s why you can¡¯t sleep?¡±


    Deirdre was stunned and lowered her head. ¡°No¡±


    ¡°Then what is it? Did something happen? Your voice doesn¡¯t sound right to me.¡±


    Thinking about Maeve¡¯s plea and since it was rted to Brendan, Deirdre did not know how she


    should. tell Kyran about it.


    Kyran could see that something was troubling Deirdre, so he said, ¡°Deirdre, I¡¯ve told you before not to


    hide anything from me again, right?¡±


    Deirdre made up her mind and said, ¡°Kyran, c-can you lend me 7,000 dors?¡±


    Without waiting for Kyran to say anything, she continued ¡®T¡¯ll pay you back! After you¡¯ve recovered, I¡¯ll


    go work as a piano performer and pay you back all the money, including the interest¡±


    Kyran fell silent.


    Deirdre bit her lips and thought, ¡®Did I ask for too much?¡±


    They had only gotten together not long ago, and now she was asking for 7.000 dors from him.


    ¡°It¡¯s okay if you don¡¯t want to lend the money to me I can look for someone else¡±


    ¡°Who are you going to borrow the money from? Tobey again?¡±


    Deirdre did not know why, but she could sense that Kyran was not happy right now through the phone¡¯s


    mechanical voice.


    She was stunned for a moment and did not say anything in return. After a long while, Kyran sighed and


    typed, ¡°Deirdre, it seems to me that you still don¡¯t treat me as your boyfriend. If not, you wouldn¡¯t say


    something like that. You would¡¯ve asked for the money from me instead of saying that you¡¯re borrowing


    the money. Or could it be that you still don¡¯t see me as your boyfriend from the bottom of your heart?¡±


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    Deirdre could sense disappointment and sadness in the voice. She looked at Kyran and said, ¡°No,


    Kyran, it¡¯s just¡­¡±


    She clutched tightly at the bedsheet and continued. ¡°It¡¯s exactly because I¡¯m treating you as my


    boyfriend that I don¡¯t want to leave a bad impression. We got together not long ago. I can¡¯t just take


    advantage of you and ask for money from you. I didn¡¯t agree to be your girlfriend because of money¡­¡±


    ¡°But you¡¯re in trouble now, right? Otherwise, you wouldn¡¯t have asked me for help.¡±


    Deirdre nodded.


    ¡°Since you need help, you¡¯re not taking advantage of me. Besides, if you ask for help from Tobey


    instead. of me, then I¡¯ll have failed as your boyfriend.¡±


    Deirdre was rendered speechless. She did not think of any of these at all.


    ¡°How much do you need? Are 7,000 dors enough?¡± he asked.


    He had full faith in Deirdre, so he was not going to ask what she was going to do with the money.


    ¡°Yes, yes. It¡¯s enough,¡± replied Deirdre.


    Kyran told her to wait and texted someone. After a while, he typed, ¡°Den will bring you a bank card


    tomorrow. You can do whatever you want with the money inside. It¡¯s gettingte now, so you should get


    some rest.¡±


    Deirdre felt a lump forming in her throat and mumbled, ¡°Thank you so much¡­¡±


    ¡°Deirdre, give me your hand?¡±


    Although Deirdre did not know what he was going to do, she still did as she was told and stretched her


    arm forward.


    Kyran grabbed her hand into his palm and typed, ¡°You don¡¯t have to say thank you to me, Deirdre. You


    just need to remember that you can always depend on me if you need any help.¡±


    Deirdre was stunned. Brendan had said the same thing to her before. It was just that he had been


    talking in a high and mighty manner. He had made it look like he was doing her a big favor while Kyran


    was saying it out of his heart.


    She pressed her lips thin and made up her mind.


    ¡°Kyran, I¡¯ll tell you something after you¡¯ve recovered.¡±


    She was going to tell him the things about her and Brendan. After all, he had the right to know it.


    Deirdre did not know when she had fallen asleep, but it was already the next morning by the time she


    woke up. She found that there was a bank card on top of her phone.


    ¡°There are 40,000 dors in this card. I¡¯m not sure if it¡¯s enough or not. The password is your birthday.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s enough,¡± replied Deirdre, lowering her head in embarrassment.

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    ¡°Don¡¯t feel embarrassed, Miss McKinnon,¡± said Den. ¡°Your pay for taking care of Kyran for the past


    few months should be more than this, so you deserve it.¡±


    The first thing that Deirdre did after getting the card was to go out and make a call to Maeve.


    ¡°Madam O¡¯Keefe, I have 40,000 dors with me right now. It should be able to pay for your daughter¡¯s


    medical bills for a while. Can youe to the hospital now? I¡¯ll pass it to you.¡±


    Maeve fell silent for a while before saying. ¡°Miss McKinnon, I can¡¯te there.¡±


    ¡°Why?¡±


    ¡°I can¡¯t leave my daughter alone. Your hospital is too far away,¡± said Maeve.


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    ¡°That¡¯s simple. I can hand it over to your rtive and ask you to give it to you.¡±


    ¡°No!¡± Maeve replied nervously. ¡°I owe her a few thousand dors. If she learns that you¡¯re giving me


    money,


    she will¡­ Miss McKinnon, I¡¯m sorry, but can youe over to my ce?¡±


    ¡°What?¡± Deirdre hesitated. She was not familiar with the ce here.


    ¡°Please, Miss McKinnon. You just need to take a cab here. Besides, I have something to tell you about


    your mother.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s heart skipped a beat. However, before she could ask Maeve more about it, someone called


    her, and she hung up the call after giving her the address. Deirdre¡¯s head was nk right now.


    ¡®About my mother?¡¯


    Den was still talking to Kyran when she returned. He said, ¡°I need to go back to Eastgene for a


    while.¡±


    ¡°Eastgene?¡±


    Deirdre was surprised. ¡°It¡¯s going to take about five hours to drive from here to Eastgene. Did


    something happen? Why do you have to go back out suddenly?¡±


    ¡°My sister-inw just delivered her baby, so my father called me and told me to return to meet up with


    the rest of my family,¡± Den said with a smile on his face.


    Deirdre was stunned. She knew the things that happened between Den and his sister-inw.


    She wondered what it would be like to see the person he loved give birth to a child with his elder


    brother.


    However, it seemed to her that Den had already gotten over it. After all, he was calm, and there was


    a smile on his face when he mentioned it. ¡°It has been over half a year since I went back, so I may stay


    for a day at my house. I might need you to take care of Kyran in the meantime.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s okay,¡± said Deirdre. ¡°Kyran isn¡¯t a kid. I¡¯m sure he¡¯ll be fine. Just take care of yourself since you


    have to drive a long way. You don¡¯t have to worry about him.¡±


    ¡°Alright.¡±


    Den stayed a while and told Kyran something to Kyran about their business before he left.


    After Den left, Kyran typed, ¡°I think he stayed up all night. There are two big dark circles around his


    eyes.¡±


    ¡°Really?¡± Deirdre was dumbfounded, ¡°Well, she was the woman he loved in the past. Maybe it¡¯s not


    that easy for him to move forward.¡±


    ¡°Yeah. So, we should cherish what we have right now.¡± Kyran typed with a serious voice


    ¡®Cherish what we have now, huh?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s cheeks became red with embarrassment ¡°Dr. Engle isingter¡±


    ¡°Why is heing here?¡±


    ¡°He said he wants to check your face¡¯s condition.¡±


    As soon as they had finished speaking, Dr. Engle knocked on the door and came in.


    Deirdre sat on the chair while Dr. Engle opened up the bandage. While he was changing the dressing,


    Deirdre couldn¡¯t help herself and asked, ¡°Dr. Engle, how is it?¡±


    ¡°What¡¯s the matter?¡± Dr. Engle chuckled. ¡°Are you nervous?¡±


    ¡°No¡­¡± Deirdre replied, lowering her head, ¡°I just want to know if it has any effect or not.¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t worry. Your face is recovering very well right now. I think you can remove the bandage in another


    week,¡± Dr. Engle said with a smile.


    ¡°Really?¡± replied Deirdre, her voice thick with exhration.


    If her face had recovered, she would have had more confidence when Kyran brought her to meet his


    parents. If not, she would feel indebted to Kyran¡¯s parents if she continued to stay with him with her


    current appearance.

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    Dr. Engle realized something and asked, ¡°Judging from the smile on your face, could it be that you two


    are getting married soon?¡±


    ¡°Dr. Engle¡­¡± Deirdre¡¯s face turned red with embarrassment. As she was talking, she nced at


    Kyran.¡± Stop teasing me.¡±


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    ¡°Hahaha!¡± Dr. Engleughed. He had a lot of faith in both of them. After giving them some wishes, he


    left with a smile on his face.


    Deirdre turned around and exined, ¡°Please don¡¯t take it to heart, Kyran.¡±


    She did not want to give Kyran too much stress. ¡°Dr. Engle likes to tease us ever since he learned


    we¡¯re together. I hope you won¡¯t mind it.¡±


    ¡°Am I the reason you wish your face can recover?¡±


    Deirdre was stunned when she heard the question. She nodded embarrassingly and said, ¡°Yes. It¡¯s


    because of you¡­¡±


    A smile appeared on Kyran¡¯s face, and he stretched his arm forward. ¡°Come over here, Deirdre¡±


    Deirdre walked over and held his hand. He pulled her over to his bed and wrapped his arms around


    her. He closed his eyes and relished the feeling of having her body scent tickling his nostrils.


    After a short while, he released her and kissed her forehead. ¡°I have something to give you.¡±


    ¡°Huh?¡± Deirdre was surprised. ¡°What is it? I¡¯m not going to take it if it¡¯s too expensive.¡±


    Kyranughed. ¡°Well, it¡¯s expensive.¡±


    He ced two air tickets into her hand and typed, ¡°It¡¯s something rted to my future. These are the air


    tickets to Germia.


    ¡°Deirdre, are you willing toe with me and live with me for the rest of your life?¡±


    Deirdre froze. Her hands were shaking as she felt the two air tickets in her hands. She felt there was a


    lump in her throat, and her eyes were wet with tears.


    She did not expect Kyran to have two air tickets ready for them.


    ¡°I¡¯ve been nning this ever since you agreed to meet with my parents,¡± typed Kyran. ¡°I have almost


    recovered, so after you remove the bandage on your face, we can depart to Germia.


    ¡°I also found you the most reputable ophthalmologist to heal your eyes. I¡¯ve talked to him about your


    condition, and he told me there¡¯s a high chance you¡¯ll regain your eyesight. At that time, no one will


    know. you. No one will know about your past. You¡¯ll just be a normal person. You can start a new life


    and won¡¯t have to live in suffering anymore¡­¡±


    ¡°Everything will be over? I won¡¯t have to live in suffering anymore?¡±


    Kyran healed all of the wounds in her heart with his kindness and gentleness. Did this mean that the


    world was starting to treat her better?


    ¡°I¡¯ll bring you to meet my parents. I¡¯ll marry you and give you the most beautiful and grandest wedding.


    You will never forget it.¡± Kyran continued. ¡°I also bought a vi for us. It¡¯s named after you. There is a


    big courtyard where you can nt a lot of flowers and nts you like.


    ¡°When we have kids in the future, we can turn one part of it into a children¡¯s yground. If you don¡¯t


    like children, we can raise some pets. You can keep cats, dogs, or whatever animals you like.


    ¡°What do you think, Deirdre? Are you willing to entrust the rest of your life in my hands?¡±


    ¡®He¡¯s asking me¡­¡±


    He was asking her with such sincerity and honesty. Deirdre¡¯s lips trembled, and tears began to fall from


    her eyes uncontrobly as she nodded profusely.


    She found no reason to reject him. She was happy and d that she met Kyran in the darkest period of


    her life.


    Kyran smiled and hugged her even tighter. He pressed his lips beside her ear and mouthed, ¡°Thank


    you.¡±


    Deirdre hugged him back tightly as well. She hoped that her life from today onward would go smoothly


    and peacefully.


    There were only two words to describe her life-exhaustion and pain. Everything was finally going the


    right way, and she finally found the man she could rely on.


    Her eyes were red as she said, ¡°Thank you, Kyran. I¡¯m very happy now.¡±


    Kyran wiped the tear off her face and typed, ¡°Me too. My life finally became whole from the moment


    you appeared.¡±


    What she did not know was that he had been waiting for this moment for a long time and how much he


    wanted to bring her away from here.


    Deirdre kept the air tickets away. Her heart was still pumping rapidly as she felt like everything that had


    happened just now was like a dream. It took her a long while to calm herself down and remember the


    bank card.

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    Deirdre had to go to meet with Maeve since she said she had something to tell her about her mother. It


    was just that she needed to inform Kyran since she was going to leave him alone here.


    ¡°Kyran.¡±


    ¡°Yeah?¡±


    Deirdre sat on the bed and said honestly, ¡°I need to go out for a while today.¡±


    ¡°Where are you going?¡± Kyran asked in a serious manner.


    ¡°I¡¯m going to see a woman. Her daughter has been diagnosed with cancer, and she needs money right


    now, I need to give her the bank card so that she can pay her daughter¡¯s medical bills. It¡¯s not going to


    take long. I¡¯ll be back in about half an hour.¡±


    ¡°You borrowed money from me because of her? Is she your close friend?¡±


    ¡°No¡­¡± Deirdre shook her head and lowered her head. ¡°I wouldn¡¯t say we¡¯re good friends. It¡¯s more


    urate to say that we don¡¯t know each other. It¡¯s just that¡­¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s just that you don¡¯t want to see her daughter get tortured by cancer?¡±


    ¡°Yeah¡­¡± said Deirdre, smiling mockingly. ¡°You think I¡¯m being a bit nosy, right? I can barely take care of


    myself, yet I still want to care about other people and don¡¯t want them to live in suffering.


    ¡°What would you think that?¡± Kyran looked at her gently. ¡°It isn¡¯t wrong for you to have a kind heart.


    Honestly, I¡¯m happy that I can be of use to you on this matter.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s eyes turned red around the rims, and then Kyran continued. ¡°But it¡¯s too dangerous for you to


    go out alone. I think you should ask Reily to go with you. She works for Den.¡±


    Deirdre remembered who Reily was. When she was attacked, she was the first one to show up. She


    also helped her a lot in daily life.


    She nodded. ¡°Don¡¯t worry. I¡¯ll be back soon.¡±


    ¡°Okay.¡± Kyran smiled. There was a big smile on his sickened face, and his gaze was gentle. ¡°I¡¯ll be


    waiting for you.¡±


    After Deirdre left the ward, she went to look for Reily. Thetter agreed and followed her after she


    changed her clothes.


    ¡°I didn¡¯t bother you, right?¡± asked Deirdre.


    ¡°Nope! You¡¯re not bothering me, Miss McKinnon. Besides, it¡¯s only half an hour. I¡¯m sure it¡¯ll be fine.¡±


    ¡°Alright then,¡± replied Deirdre.


    After that, both of them went toward the elevator. They arrived at the ground floor, gged down a cab


    outside the hospital, and gave the driver the address Maeve had told her.


    When they arrived at their destination, Deirdre made a call to Maeve. ¡°Madam O¡¯Keefe, I¡¯m here.


    Where are you?¡±


    ¡°You¡¯re already here?¡± Maeve sounded a little surprised. ¡°W-Wait for me for a while. I¡¯m still upstairs. I¡¯ll


    come down right now¡±


    When Maeve ran down, she saw Deirdre standing in the wind with a mask on. Although she was still as


    thin as thest time she saw her, she looked healthier now.


    Maeve felt as if someone was cutting her heart with a knife. Then, she saw the woman standing beside


    Deirdre and was stunned. She walked up to Deirdre hesitantly and asked, ¡°Miss McKinnon¡­¡±


    Deirdre pulled the bank card out of her pocket and handed it to her. ¡°There are 40,000 dors here.


    The password is 1218.¡±


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    Deirdre stuffed it into her hand and asked, ¡°You said you have something to tell me about my mother,


    right? What is it about then?¡±


    ¡°This isn¡¯t the right ce to talk. It¡¯s too cold.¡± Maeve nced at Reily and looked around before


    continuing. ¡°Let¡¯s go over there, okay? And I don¡¯t think we should let other people join our


    conversation¡­¡±


    She was talking about Reily.


    Deirdre hesitated for a moment and nodded. She turned around and said to Reily, ¡°Can you wait here


    for a while? It won¡¯t be long.¡±


    ¡°Sure, Miss McKinnon. Just let me know if you need anything.¡±


    ¡°Okay.¡±


    Deirdre then followed Maeve to an alley. She couldn¡¯t help herself and asked, ¡°Stop beating around the


    bushes, Madam O¡¯Keefe. Both of us don¡¯t have the luxury of wasting our time here. I hope you can tell


    me the thing about my mother quickly.¡±

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    Chapter 466 Charlene, Is That You?


    Deirdre wanted to go back to Kyran¡¯s side as soon as possible. What if he was thirsty? There was no


    one who could bring him water.


    Maeve¡¯s eyes were red around the rims as she stammered, ¡°Miss McKinnon-¡±


    ¡°What took you so long, you slowpoke!> Don¡¯t you know that we¡¯re rushing for time?¡±


    Suddenly, a voice erupted behind Deirdre. The voice sounded like that of a thug, and once he got


    closer, Deirdre was assaulted by a strong smell of cigarettes.


    The man observed Deirdre and asked, ¡°Are you sure she¡¯s the one? You didn¡¯t simply find a woman to


    fool us, did you?¡±


    ¡°T-There¡¯s no way I¡¯d do that,¡± said Maeve, her voice shaking ¡°She¡¯s Deirdre. She¡¯s the one you guys


    are looking for.¡±


    Deirdre was stunned, and her brain turned nk. When she realized what was going on, she shouted


    at the top of her lungs, ¡°Help! Somebody help!¡±


    She did not know that they had also sent some people after Reily. After she shouted a few times, the


    thug pinned her to the wall, and the rock that stabbed into her palm caused her to wince in pain.


    ¡°Shut the f*ck up!¡± snarled the thug. ¡°If you don¡¯t stop shouting right now, I¡¯ll break all of your teeth.¡±


    When Maeve saw what they did to Deirdre, she rushed over and shielded Deirdre. ¡°Miss McKinnon!


    Miss McKinnon, are you okay?¡±


    After that, she turned around and red at the thug, her eyes red. ¡°Can¡¯t you guys be gentler? She¡¯s


    blind! She can¡¯t see anything!¡±


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    ¡°Who do you think you are?¡± The thug looked at her in contempt. ¡°Get the hell out of here now, you old


    h* g! I suggest you act as if nothing has happened here, and you¡¯ll see your daughter tomorrow. If


    not¡­.¡±


    The thug let out a cold snort. He kicked her away and stretched his arm forward to reach out for


    Deirdre.


    ¡°Stay away from me!¡± Deirdre fought back, but the thug pped her across her face. Her ear buzzed


    for a moment, and she fell to the ground.


    In the next second, the thug covered her nose and mouth with a piece of cloth. She realized what he


    was going to do and hastily held her breath. However, the pungent smell still found its way into her


    nostrils, and she felt light-headed.


    Before Deirdre fell unconscious, she heard Maeve crying, ¡°I¡¯m sorry, Miss McKinnon. If I didn¡¯t lure you


    here, they¡¯d kill my daughter¡­¡±


    That was thest thing she heard before shepletely passed out.


    By the time Deirdre came around to her senses, she could still hear Maeve¡¯s cries in her mind. She


    took a deep breath and sighed at her misfortune.


    ¡®Just because she wanted to save her daughter, she lured me there? Does she not know that she might


    kill ine this way too?¡¯ she thought. It took her a few seconds before her consciousness finally returned


    to her. It was only then she realized that she was tied to a chair.


    She felt numbness in her limbs and couldn¡¯t move. She tried to struggle but to no avail. Then she gave


    up the struggle.


    Suddenly, she felt a sharp pain in her head. She couldn¡¯t help herself but think how long she had been


    tied


    up here and what Kyran would do when he found out that she was abducted.


    He was bedridden. Would he get up from the bed ande out to look for her when he realized that


    she was abducted?


    And where was Reily? Was she abducted as well? If she was not abducted, would she tell Kyran about


    what happened to her?


    Before she could get answers to those questions in her mind, the door in front of her was kicked open


    from the outside. A group of people walked in, and from their footsteps, Deirdre assumed there were at


    least three people.


    Initially, she thought they were the same group of people who had followed her the other day. She


    thought. they wanted money but soon dismissed the idea. After all, they would not have had to ask


    Maeve to lure her out if they just wanted money. Apparently, they wereing for her.


    ¡°Charlene, is that you?¡± Her throat was so sore that she felt as if something was burning in her throat


    with every breath she took. However, her voice was unexpectedly calm.


    After all, other than Charlene, she couldn¡¯t think of anyone else who would treat her this way.


    Just as she expected, she heard the knocking sound of Charlene¡¯s high heels approaching her.


    Charlene grabbed her by the cheek and pped her across the face.


    Charlene pped her with so much force that Deirdre¡¯s face turned to the side. She frowned in pain.

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    Chapter 467 They¡¯re the Same Person


    Gnashing her teeth, Charlene chuckled coldly. ¡°Well, well, well, it seems that you still remember me,


    my old friend. I thought you had already forgotten about me.¡±


    Deirdre did not say anything in return. She just clenched her fists. She could not fathom Charlene¡¯s


    anger


    at all.


    By right, Charlene was the winner in life.


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    She got together with Brendan. They were going to get engaged soon, and she could stay with


    Brendan all the time. Everyone knew that she was the future Mrs. Brighthall, so Deirdre did not


    understand why she was so angry.


    ¡°If you didn¡¯t make such a big fuss and abduct me, I would have already forgotten about you. After all,


    we¡¯re two people from two different worlds. There¡¯s no way our paths would intersect.¡±


    ¡°Two people from two different worlds?¡± Charlene¡¯s pretty face was contorted with anger. She stabbed


    her nails into Deirdre¡¯s face and snarled sarcastically, ¡°If that¡¯s what you think, then you wouldn¡¯t have


    appeared in this hospital.


    ¡°Deirdre, since you chose to fake your death, then y your role well and stay dead! Why did you


    come out again? You disgust me! If you think you can make Brendan go back to you if you give him


    that puppy- eye look of yours, then you¡¯re terribly wrong!¡± she shouted, her voice filled with anger and


    hatred.


    Deirdre was momentarily stunned and frowned. She did not want to die, so she exined, ¡°Did you


    misunderstand something. Miss McKinney? Brendan isn¡¯t the reason I came to this hospital.¡±


    ¡°Hah! Do you think I¡¯ll believe in your bullsh*t?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m not lying!¡± Deirdre took a deep breath and continued. ¡°I came to this hospital to take care of Kyran.


    If you don¡¯t believe me, you can go check it yourself. Before this, I didn¡¯t know Brendan was in this


    hospital. It¡¯s purely coincidence.¡±


    ¡°Kyran?¡±


    ¡°Yes!¡± Deirdre nodded.


    Charlene let out a sarcastic smile and said, ¡°Deirdre, do you think I¡¯ll believe in you if you make up a


    fake name?¡±


    ¡°Fake name?¡± Deirdre shook her head and said seriously, ¡°Why don¡¯t you go and check with the


    hospital yourself? I¡¯m sure you¡¯ll know if I¡¯m telling the truth or lying after that. Taking someone else¡¯s


    life is a great felony. The men we love are different people. If you let me go, I can pretend that nothing


    has happened. Unlike you, thest person I¡¯d like to run into is Brendan!¡±


    ¡°Shut up!¡± Charlene pped Deirdre across her face. Her face was distorted by rage as she hissed.¡±


    Dierdre, are you really stupid, or are you just pretending to be one? I¡¯ve been in the hospital for so


    many days, so I¡¯ve already checked everything.


    ¡°There is no such person as Kyran in the hospital!¡±


    Deirdre was dumbstruck. She refuted, ¡°That¡¯s not possible!¡±


    ¡°Not possible? Only one patient is in Room 1106, and that person is you. Can¡¯t you see it now?¡±


    Charlene looked at her in contempt. ¡°Brendan is Kyran!¡±


    Deirdre felt as if she was struck by lightning. Her eyes were wide open. Her blood was turning cold, and


    there was nothing in her head now other than the things that Charlene had told her.


    ¡®Brendan is Kyran? This is impossible!¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s lips were trembling. Her face turned as pale as a sheet of paper as she shook her head.


    ¡®There is no way they¡¯re the same person. Kyran is so gentle. There¡¯s no way he could be that cold-


    blooded Brendan!¡¯


    ¡°You¡¯re lying! I don¡¯t believe in you!¡± said Deirdre, her brain a muddled mess.


    ¡°Why should I lie to you?¡± Charlene looked at her with disdain. ¡°Well, I can¡¯t understand why you don¡¯t


    know about it. After all, you¡¯re blind. He just needs to put on an act, and you won¡¯t be able to know who


    he truly is. But do you know why he doesn¡¯t want to reveal his true identity to you?¡±

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    Chapter 468 They¡¯ve Been Best Buddies Since Childhood


    Charlene remembered something, and a glint flitted across her eyes. She let out a cold smirk and said,


    ¡± Maybe he¡¯s just ying you! He promised that he¡¯ll marry me. He doesn¡¯t want to be responsible to


    you, so he faked an identity to get closer to you. This way, he won¡¯t have any guilt when he leaves you.


    Your whole life is a joke, Deirdre.¡±


    A chill rushed down Deirdre¡¯s spine as she felt there was an invisible hand stabbing her in her heart.


    Her unfocused eyes were filled with pain, and she kept shaking her head in denial. ¡°No¡­ This isn¡¯t


    possible! There¡¯s no way Kyran could be Brendan! He grew up in Eastgene. That¡¯s what Mr. King told


    me, and he¡¯d never lie to me!¡±


    ¡°Mr. King? You¡¯re talking about Den, right?¡± asked Charlene, stunning Deirdre.


    ¡°How does she know about Mr. King?¡±


    ¡°So he¡¯s in Wrisey too. No wonder he looked so familiar that day, so this is it.¡± Charlene smiled coldly.


    ¡°Do you know who Den is to Brendan?¡±


    ¡°No, I don¡¯t know.¡±


    ¡°They¡¯ve been best friends since childhood.¡±


    ¡°What? But Den grew up in Eastgene¡­¡±


    ¡°Yes, Den grew up in Eastgene. But his mother is his father¡¯s second wife, so he wasn¡¯t weed in


    his family. They sent him over to Neve when he was a kid, and that¡¯s how he got to know Brendan.¡±


    This time, Deirdre felt as if her entire world had turned dark.


    If she could see now, her vision would certainly turn dark, and she would fall unconscious immediately.


    ¡®If they¡¯ve been best friends since childhood, why did Mr. King act so cold toward Brendan? And what¡¯s


    with Kyran? A made-up person?¡±


    As myriad questions flitted across her head, her memories with Kyran also appeared in her mind.


    When she recalled the day Kyran confessed to her, the day they shared their first kiss, and those days


    they spent together, she just felt disgusted at those memories.


    There was a stabbing pain in her heart as well. It was so painful that she wanted to kill herself to free


    herself from the pain..


    ¡°I¡¯ve been wondering why I couldn¡¯t find out the person staying in Room 1106 and the person that


    protects you from the shadows. So, it turns out to be Den and Brendan. If it were both of them, then


    it makes. sense why I couldn¡¯t find out anything. Not only did he keep me in the dark, but he has been


    keeping your in the dark too!¡± Charlene¡¯s anger had already ebbed away.


    There was a joyful smile tugging at the corner of her lips as she continued. ¡°But I can understand why


    Brendan is keeping me in the dark. Apparently, he¡¯s just ying you. That¡¯s why he lies to you. This


    way, he can marry me after he has had enough of you. You¡¯re nothing but a toy for him to pass his


    time!¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s head was nk. She couldn¡¯t think of anything right now. Her tears flowed down her cheeks


    and dried up before reaching her chin.


    Her eyes were filled with despair. She had lost all of her will to stay alive.


    There was a smug smile on Charlene¡¯s face. She did not know why, but the mask that Deirdre was


    wearing stung her eyes. It was probably because that mask made Deirdre¡¯s eyes look particrly


    attractive.


    ¡°You purposely put on a mask because you know how ugly you are after being disfigured. But do you


    think other people will see you as a beauty like this?¡± Charlene said scornfully.


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    However, Deirdre did not give her any reply.


    Charlene did not understand why Brendan couldn¡¯t forget a disfigured woman like Deirdre.


    It would make her aughingstock if other people learned that an ugly woman had stepped into her


    rtionship with Brendan!


    The more Charlene thought about it, the angrier she became. Driven by her rage, she stretched her


    arm forward and reached for Deirdre¡¯s mask.

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    Chapter 469 Destroy Her Face


    ¡°You should know your own ce, you ugly b*tch. Come, show everyone that wretched face of yours!¡±


    Charlene shouted maliciously as she stretched her arm forward to take Deirdre¡¯s mask away, causing


    Deirdre to lower her head in pain. Charlene pinched at her cheek and forced her to raise her head.


    ¡°What¡¯s the matter? You know how ugly you are, so you don¡¯t have the guts to show your face in front


    of everyone? Hmph! You should just pee on the ground and look at your-¡±


    In the next second, Charlene came to an abrupt stop. She looked at Deirdre¡¯s face, and her eyes were


    filled with disbelief.


    Most of the appalling scars on her face had healed, save for a few stubborn scars left. Coupled with her


    dewy eyes, one could see past those scars how pretty she had been in the past.


    Charlene¡¯s face contorted with jealousy. She couldn¡¯t believe that Deirdre was even prettier than her.


    She clenched her fists so tightly that her nails stabbed deeply into her palms.


    ¡°When did your face recover?¡± Her eyes were red. She had not looked at the photo closely when ke


    showed it to herst time. Besides, it was too dark in the photo, so she had not managed to see the


    scars on Deirdre¡¯s face. She had been under the impression Deirdre was still the same as she used to


    be. She did not expect she was recovering.


    The rm in Charlene¡¯s heart red. At that time, her jealousy surged whenever she looked at her


    face in the mirror and thought of her effort to make herself look like Deirdre through stic surgery.


    One¡¯s appearance was one of the most important assets for someone like her nowadays. Deirdre was


    already pretty enough before she fully recovered. When all her wounds were gone from her face, and


    she regained her pretty face, it would be the end for her!


    Charlene would never allow something like that to happen!


    When that thought surfaced in Charlene¡¯s head, she was overwhelmed by her jealousy.


    ¡°Quickly! Get me a knife!¡±


    She had to do something. Since she could send someone to destroy Deirdre¡¯s face in the past, she


    could do the same thing to her now as well.


    After someone brought a knife, she pointed at Deirdre¡¯s face and shouted hysterically, ¡°Quickly!


    Destroy her face now!¡±


    The man was stunned. He did not know that he had to do something like that at all.


    Seeing his hesitance, Charlene snatched the knife from his hand and said, ¡°Useless! You¡¯re such a


    wimp!¡±


    Her face was distorted with anger, and her eyes were bloodshot. She grabbed the knife and walked


    toward Deirdre. Suddenly, someone came up to her and whispered something into her ear.


    ¡°Are you sure about that?¡± Her face sank. She threw the knife away and pointed at a man. ¡°You stay


    here and get rid of her. Remember to make a clean work of it. Throw her body under the mountain. The


    rest of youe with me.¡±


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    It seemed to Deirdre that Charlene was running away as she could hear her flustered footsteps.


    ¡°She¡¯s such a b*tch. She never rewards me with anything and always asks me to stay back and clean


    her


    mess,¡± cursed the man.


    He rubbed his hands and dragged Deirdre down from the chair. He threw a gunny sack over Deirdre as


    he was going to throw her into the river below the mountain. However, just as he reached out for the


    rope,


    his eyes were attracted by Deirdre¡¯s chest.


    Even though Deirdre was wearing her clothes, her cor was torn open when she was struggling, and


    her skin was fair.


    The man turned his head to look at Deirdre¡¯s face. Even though her face was still filled with scars, he


    could see that she was quite a beauty as well.


    Only now did he understand why Brendan would fall in love with her. Once all the scars were gone from


    her face, she would certainly regain her beauty.


    Not only did she have a good body physique, but she also had a pretty face. It was such a waste to kill


    her.


    The man could barely hold himself back. It had been a long time since he had touched a woman, and


    just getting close to Deirdre made his heart race into a gallop. Since there was no one around here, he


    untied Deirdre and flung her on the grass.

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    Chapter 470 Escape


    ¡°What are you doing?!¡± By the time Deirdre realized what he was going to do, it was already toote.


    The man had already pressed his lips on her neck, and she shouted in despair, ¡°Get away from me!¡±


    ¡°You should quit acting now. Everyone knows you¡¯re a wh¡¯re who has slept with many different men, so


    why can¡¯t I join the party? I¡¯m sure that a man like Brendan can¡¯t satisfy you, right? It¡¯s okay. You¡¯re


    fortunate to havee across me today. I¡¯m sure that you¡¯ll very much enjoy it.¡±


    Deirdre was disgusted. If she could see now, the first thing that would appear in her vision would be the


    man¡¯s face, which was distorted by lust and desire.


    The man continued to tear her shirt apart, and Deirdre just wanted to kill herself. Suddenly, she


    stopped struggling.


    ¡°You said you want me, right?¡± said Deirdre, her voice shaky and raspy. Anyone who heard her voice


    would be incited.


    The man stopped and grinned lecherously. ¡°Of course. You¡¯re so beautiful. Since there¡¯s no one else


    here, we might as well do it now.¡±


    ¡°So why don¡¯t you untie my hands first?¡± said Deirdre, her face turning red with embarrassment. ¡°This


    should be something that both of us will find enjoyable. If you don¡¯t untie me, you¡¯ll feel ufortable


    too. Untie me now¡­ There are many things I can do¡­¡±


    She had a sweet voice, and when she tried to seduce someone, barely anyone could say no to her.


    The man¡¯s eyes glowed with excitement, and a big grin appeared on his face. ¡°Okay! I¡¯ll untie you now!¡±


    He hastily went forward and untied Deirdre.


    ¡°You truly are one fine woman. I can understand why Brendan would choose you over his beautiful


    fiancee.¡±


    As he was talking, he took off Deirdre¡¯s clothes.


    After removing all the ropes from Deirdre¡¯s arms, the man pressed his lips against her skin. She bit her


    lip. tightly and forced down the urge to vomit while her hands were fumbling around.


    As she grabbed a brick, she heard the man taking off his trousers. She saw her chance and hit the


    man¡¯s


    head with the brick.


    The man screamed out in pain and fell to the ground.


    Deirdre¡¯s face was filled with anxiety and fear.


    ¡®Did I just kill someone!?¡±


    She did not know about it, nor did she have the time to check if the man was dead or alive. She


    grabbed her tattered clothes and dashed toward the entrance.


    The good thing was that she still remembered where the entrance was, and the gate was still wide


    open. The moment she came out, she was weed by a gust of cold breeze and shuddered.


    She remembered Charlene saying that they were in a mountain right now, so how was she going to


    find the right direction on such a steep road?


    ¡®Could that man have something on him that can contact the outside world?¡±


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    As soon as the thought surfaced in her head, Deirdre turned around, and then she heard the pained


    cries from the man inside the building. As the man shouted, he rose to his feet. ¡°You d¡¯mned woman!


    How


    dare you hit me!? You must have a death wish! Stop it right there!¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s heart skipped a beat.


    ¡®He¡¯s still alive?¡¯


    The man scrambled up from the ground. His face was filled with blood, and he could barely see


    anything. He just wanted to catch Deirdre and kill her to vent his anger.


    ¡°D*mn it! I¡¯m going to kill you!¡±


    He found his way to the door by supporting himself with the wall.


    Deirdre knew he wasing for her, so she threw all caution to the wind and ran toward the front at


    her top speed.


    Deirdre could hear nothing but the man¡¯s shouts behind her and the whistling of the wind. sts of cold


    wind were invading her chest, causing her a lot of pain. Her face was filled with tears, and she


    quickened her pace.


    ¡®Run! I need to get out of here!¡¯


    The wind whistled across her ears. Suddenly, she lost her footing and fell headlong down the cliff.

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    Chapter 471 He¡¯s Just Kyran


    Den found a woman crying with her face covered in the room when he rushed to the


    hospital overnight. He knew that the woman¡¯s name was Reily Grant.


    Reily saw him at the same time and acted as if she had found her savior. ¡°Mr. King!¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m aware of the situation. Where¡¯s Kyran?¡±


    ¡°Mr. Reed is at the police station.¡±


    ¡°Has he lost his mind? He should be resting in bed!¡± Den furrowed his eyebrows


    tightly and made a call while he headed to the police station.


    The call was not picked up all along. Den arrived at the police station¡¯s entrance to


    find Kyran standing inside by himself, holding his phone and wearing a hospital gown.


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    All of the police officers were rather respectful to him.


    In fact, one of them had even served him a cup of hot water. ¡°Sir, have this¡­¡±


    Den walked over swiftly and grabbed the man¡¯s arm. ¡°What are you doing, Kyran!?


    Didn¡¯t I tell you that I¡¯ve already sent someone to look into this? You shouldn¡¯t be on your


    feet for a prolonged period since you just recently had surgery. Go back, quickly!¡±


    The man did not move. His initially ailing face appeared even paler at this moment. His


    wlessly handsome face appeared sallow, and his dark eyes were lowered. In the end,


    he struggled and pulled his arm free from Den¡¯s clutch.


    ¡°I must save her!¡±


    His voice was hoarse. This time, he did not speak through his phone but right from his


    lips.


    Yet, the people at the scene did not find it strange.


    Meanwhile, the police officer came and rifled through the document. ¡°Don¡¯t worry, sir.


    We¡¯re already investigating and monitoring the situation. We¡¯ve also sent our people to


    search for her. I believe we¡¯ll be able to locate Miss McKinnon soon enough.¡±


    Den looked toward Kyran. He had never seen Kyran behaving like a zombie like this.


    ¡°It was my fault for putting her in harm¡¯s way.¡± Kyran spoke in an unusually hoarse voice


    due to his prolonged dehydration. ¡°I should have stopped her when she told me that she


    wanted to go out. I should have known that it was a trap.¡±


    ¡°How can this be your fault?¡± Den¡¯s expression grew even more solemn, and he


    spoke in a deep voice. ¡°No one could¡¯ve known that this would happen.¡±


    ¡°Yet, it was supposed to be avoidable.¡± Kyran clutched the object in his hand tightly.


    Den looked over and discovered that those were two flight tickets to Germia.


    Kyran said in a self-mocking tone, ¡°I had it all nned. I would take her with me a week


    gardening and can keep a house full of pets if she enjoys having pets. I¡¯m going to marry


    her, take care of her, and ensure that she will not be in pain for the slightest bit in her life.


    All she will have is me.¡±


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    Den choked up. He found his voice after a long time. ¡°Are you serious? How about


    the project in Eastgene? How about your


    goals? Do you know what it means to go to Germia with Deirdre?¡±


    Kyran¡¯s dark eyes did not change at all, and even his expression was very calm.


    ¡°It means that I¡¯m going to give up on everything that I fought for, but I¡¯m willing to do it


    so I can have a fresh start with her.¡±


    He had already been prepared to leave everything from the moment he got together with


    her.


    Den said with a bitter smile, ¡°You¡­ I wanted to say that you¡¯ve lost your mind, but I


    changed how I think and figured I¡¯m not much better than you. This may be karma. The


    things we did in the past were too harsh and hurtful, so this is the punishment we get


    now.¡±


    Kyran did not move from the start, only that his eyes were moist with tears. ¡°Yet, I don¡¯t


    even stand a chance of receiving my punishment now.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s going to be fine¡­¡± Den was uncertain, but heforted Kyran by saying, ¡°I¡¯m


    sure that someone abducted Deirdre because she has something they want. It will be


    easy if it is money, but they will need adequate time if it is for something else. Only then


    can they take action.¡±


    The police received information and imed they found something through the


    surveince footage when Den¡¯s voice died away.

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    Chapter 472 She Could See


    Kyran¡¯s eyes lit up. He hastily approached the police officer and moved so strongly that


    his abdomen twitched in pain. He let out a few coughs and asked with bloodshot eyes,


    ¡°Where is she?¡±


    The police officer pointed at the lower right corner of theputer screen. ¡°The woman


    that is taken away here, is that Miss McKinnon?¡±


    The front of the woman¡¯s face could not be seen where the police officer was pointing,


    but her outfit coincided with what Deirdre had been wearing.


    Kyran clenched his fists tightly and said, ¡°That¡¯s right!¡±


    ¡°We¡¯re investigating in the right direction, then. If we can extract the main roads1


    surveince footage and track the ck sedan¡¯s whereabouts, we can find out where


    they have taken Miss


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    McKinnon.¡± The police officer dialed the phone to retrieve more surveince footage.


    A location was found atst.


    It was on a mountain nearby to Rivstate Road.


    There was an abandoned backyard, and the road to the mountain was steep, so it would


    be easy to cover up the abduction there. The police began the rescue operation without


    allowing a moment¡¯s dy.


    Kyran could not keep quiet for a moment upon receiving the news. The police officers


    were in a car while he followed behind in Den¡¯s car. He held the tickets so tightly


    along the way that the tickets were almost crushed. He prayed for Deirdre¡¯s safety over


    and over again.


    The journey was supposed to be half an hour long, but they arrived in ten minutes. The


    police had already taken action, and Kyran wanted to go along, but Den stopped him.


    ¡°That¡¯s enough! Your body is just recovering. If there is another problem, not even God


    can save you. It would be best for you to wait in the car. It¡¯s the police¡¯s profession to


    rescue her. Our participation will only alert the enemy more.¡±


    Kyran could only get back in the car, yet his thoughts had already drifted to the


    mountain.


    He felt an intense feeling of restlessness in his heart for no apparent reason.


    More than ten minutes passed, and the police returned from afar.


    Kyran got out of the car by force, disregarding Den¡¯s obstruction, and approached the


    police step by step with great effort.


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    The leading police officer had an unpleasant expression on his face when he saw Kyran


    approaching him. ¡°Sir.¡±


    ¡°What¡¯s going on?¡±


    The police officer told the truth, ¡°We can basically confirm that this is the first crime


    scene. There are ropes in the yard used for binding and also¡­ traces of blood.¡±


    ¡®Blood?¡¯


    Kyran¡¯s pupils constricted abruptly, and he felt the vision before his eyes darkened. He


    gnashed his teeth strenuously to calm himself. ¡°So¡­ where¡¯s Deirdre? Where is she?¡±


    ¡°Miss McKinnon has yet to be located for the time being. A brick caused the blood stain


    found in the yard. Hence, our preliminary conclusion is that Miss McKinnon possibly


    attacked the abductor and fled. Of course¡­ we don¡¯t rule out that the blood stain is


    possibly Miss McKinnon¡¯s and that she has already been transferred elsewhere.¡±


    Kyran felt his chest wrench in pain. All of a sudden, a police officer called out from afar,


    and someone ran over. ¡°Captain! We found a woman¡¯s shoe by the cliff.¡±


    ¡®That hurts¡­¡¯


    Deirdre felt as if the bones of her entire body were crushed. Every move she made sent


    a piercing pain through her body.


    She touched her forehead and realized that it was sticky. She could smell the stench of


    blood.


    She had been running with all her might earlier and missed a step because she could


    not see. She rolled down the mountain and was slowed down along the way after


    crashing into a few trees before finallynding on a t surface alive.


    She opened her eyes with great effort. Light spots suddenly appeared in her vision that


    was supposed to be pitch ck.


    Deirdre was stunned. She stretched out her hand and discovered that she could see the


    outline of her five fingers within her blurry vision.


    She¡­ could actually see!


    Deirdre¡¯s face was drenched in tears. ¡®Is this what it means by there¡¯s light at the end of


    the tunnel?¡¯


    Her head hurt from the trauma, so Deirdre looked around her with her teeth clenched.


    Steep woods surrounded her, and the t ground she was on was a rock. She could not


    see the area below clearly but could hear the sound of the river indistinctly.

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    Chapter 473 Quarrel With Your Boyfriend?


    If Deirdre were to fall, she would be drowned to death even if she survived the fall.


    Deirdre felt a shiver down her spine. She stretched out her hand to grab the vegetation


    roots next to her and found that they were very sturdy.


    She took a deep breath and prepared physically and mentally before grabbing the


    vegetation and moving to the right on the slope, which was almost 90 degrees.


    A few wounds opened up on her hands from the friction, and there were countless


    scratches on her body as well. She felt the burning, piercing pain in her palms, but she


    did not have the courage to slow down at all. She loosened her grip only when she


    finally arrived at a not-so-steep path.


    Her palms were covered in blood.


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    Deirdre wanted to cry from the pain but endured it with her teeth clenched and continued


    to walk down the path.


    She was afraid that the man woulde after her. She had already lost the strength to


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    She lost count of how long she walked, her head feeling muddled until a piercing light


    swept toward her. A vignt voice asked, ¡° Who¡¯s there?¡±


    Deirdre widened her eyes and spoke in a pressing voice. ¡°Save me! Please help me!¡±


    The middle-aged woman was still muttering when Deirdre was brought to her house


    down the mountain, ¡°Silly girl, why did you go to such a dangerous mountain? You fell


    from the mountain, and it¡¯s fortunate that you survived the ordeal. Look at your body. Not


    a patch of your skin is unscathed, and your face¡­¡±


    Deidre smiled. ¡°My face was scarred from the start.¡±


    ¡°Is that so?¡± The woman heaved a sigh out of sympathy and prepared a bath for Deirdre


    to wash up.


    ¡°There are too many wounds on your body, and you will certainly be in a lot of pain if you


    wash in warm water. Just sponge yourself with cold water, and I¡¯ll dress your wounds in


    a while.¡±


    ¡°Alright¡­¡±


    Deirdre walked into the bathroom, removed her clothes, and soaked her entire body in


    the tub. The water was cold, yet it allowed her to feel lucky to be alive.


    She soaked her head in the water, and the memory of Kyran surged into her mind


    frantically. She stuck her head out, choking on water.


    Coincidentally, the woman entered the bathroom and was startled by the sight of the


    scene. She hastily dropped the clothes in her hands and approached Deirdre. ¡°What¡¯s


    going on? Is the water too cold? Would you like me to add some hot water?¡±


    Deirdre teared up from choking and shook her head with all her might. ¡°I¡­ I¡¯m fine. I put


    my head under the water identally and choked.¡±


    ¡°Ah ah. Come out quickly. The bath is only for you to wash up. It¡¯s not good for you to


    soak in cold water.¡±


    ¡°Hmm.¡±


    The woman passed some clothes to Deirdre. ¡°The clothes are from when I was younger.


    They are outdated, but they should do just fine keeping you warm.¡±


    Deidre got dressed, and the woman asked while she dressed Deirdre¡¯s wounds, ¡°Do you


    remember the phone number of a close family member? How about your rtives?¡±


    Deirdre was caught in a daze. When she was jolted back to reality, the woman asked


    again.


    ¡°I don¡¯t have a family, and I don¡¯t have rtives either.¡±


    ¡°They¡­¡±


    ¡°Are all dead.¡±


    The woman heaved a sigh. ¡°You still have someone that you can reach out to, right?¡±


    Deirdre could not help thinking about Kyran, yet she began to hesitate when Charlene¡¯s


    remark surfaced in her mind. She could not confirm if what Charlene had said was true.


    However, it was enough to stir fear in her, even if there was only a slim possibility.


    At the thought of this, Deirdre¡¯s face turned ghastly pale, and she felt her insides


    churning.


    The woman assumed that she had said something wrong, so she said cautiously, ¡°Why


    do you look so pale all of a sudden? Is it because of your boyfriend? Did you quarrel with


    him?¡±


    ¡®Boyfriend?¡¯


    Deirdre found it absurd. Before her abduction, she had been dreaming about going to


    Germia with Kyran, but she did not expect she would actually be stepping into a


    dangerous situation.


    She did not understand what Brendan¡¯s goal was. ¡®Is he trying to mess with me? Why is


    he disguising himself as someone else to be with me?¡¯


    ¡°No. I¡¯ve just been caught off guard, and I can¡¯t think of who to reach out to.¡±

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    Resent Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 474


    Chapter 474 Your Punishment for Falling in Love With Me


    Deirdre spoke softly as if she was sad. The woman pitied her even more. She kept her


    head lowered while she bandaged Deirdre¡¯s hands and then said, ¡°You can stay at my


    ce for a while then. My son and daughter are working elsewhere anyhow, and I don¡¯t


    have anyone to keep mepany. You¡¯re not going to eat much anyway, so we¡¯ll just


    set the table for one more person. We¡¯ll talk again when you remember who you can


    call.¡±


    ¡°Thank you.¡± Deirdre was grateful.


    The woman waved her hand dismissively and said, ¡°It¡¯s fine¡±. Then, she prepared the


    room next to her and put up some warm sheets for Deirdre.


    ¡°It¡¯s cold under the mountain. Just make do with the current bed, and when the sun is out


    tomorrow, I¡¯ll hang the nkets in the closet in the sun so I can add anotheryer of


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    nket for you.¡±


    ¡°Sure.¡±


    The woman left after reminding Deirdre.


    Deirdre could not sleep. She heard Kyran¡¯s voice as soon as she shut her eyes.


    She heard his promises, confession of love, and tender words for her¡­


    She fell asleep in the end but still had a nightmare.


    In the dream, Kyran¡¯s blurry face gradually grew clearer until his well-chiseled facial


    features were shown. His dark eyes were icy cold, and he looked at her arrogantly the


    way he did when he got down from the third floor in the past with hidden contempt and


    exploratory behavior.


    He said, ¡°Deirdre, I told you that you¡¯d never escape from my control.¡±


    Deidre felt her throat swollen and in pain. She could only speak after exhausting every


    ounce of strength in her body. ¡°Why? Why won¡¯t you let me off!?¡±


    The man approached her step by step, and she could feel his cold gaze on her. ¡°It¡¯s very


    simple. I will not allow you to live such a happy life because I enjoy seeing you in pain. I¡¯ll


    show you my true identity once we¡¯re in Germia. The more terrified you are, the more


    delighted I am.


    ¡°Deirdre, don¡¯t even think about breaking free from me for the rest of your life. This is


    your punishment for falling in love with me in the past!¡±


    Deirdre woke up in fear and found that her surroundings were still blurry. Her body was


    drenched in a cold sweat, and she clenched her fists tightly. She opened the curtains


    and found that the light peeking through the curtain was very bright.


    She could not see the scenery outside the window, no matter how hard she tried. Her


    vision could only reach as far as centimeters, and she still could not see clearly¡ªeven


    the outline of an object looked blurry to her.


    She let out a cough and opened the door to walk outside. The woman had just ced a


    basket at the door when she realized that Deirdre was awake. She asked, ¡°Why are you


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    up so early? Is it because you¡¯re hungry?¡±


    Deirdre rubbed her belly and answered truthfully, ¡°Still okay.¡±


    ¡°Then you must be so famished that you don¡¯t feel hungry anymore. Wait for me. I just


    foraged some wild mushrooms from the mountain. I¡¯ll pan-fry them, and they¡¯ll taste


    great. Moreover, mushrooms are rich in anti-inmmatoryponents.¡±


    The woman walked into the kitchen with the basket while Deirdre followed her and


    helped prepare the wood-burning stove.


    ¡°Oh right.¡± The woman said as if she was making a casual conversation, ¡°There were


    many police officers on the mountain when I was out foraging today. They were holding


    some tools and bustling about by the cliff. Are they looking for you?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s movements of adding firewood stopped for a moment.


    ¡°How can that be?¡± She calmed herself and said with a nonchnt expression, ¡°I¡¯m not


    important enough that a bunch of police officers woulde looking for me. No one


    would even frown if an orphan like me were to die.¡±


    ¡°Yikes, you shouldn¡¯t say that, silly girl.¡±


    Deirdre raised her head and said smilingly, ¡°Hmm. I was only saying it as a metaphor.¡±


    The woman cleaned and pan-fried the mushrooms, but she continued to mutter,


    ¡°Frankly, it looks like a huge lineup. If it really is you that they¡¯re looking for, they will


    most probably find you here. The vige is right under the mountain.¡±


    Deirdre did not answer. She waited for the woman to serve the mushrooms before going


    ahead to help the woman to bake some sandwich bread.

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    Chapter 475 She Is Colder and More Hopeless Than I Am


    The woman could not help feeling surprised after seeing how skillful Deirdre¡¯s


    movements were. ¡°You¡¯re skilled in this as well?¡±


    ¡°I can do many things, and people wouldpliment my cooking.¡± Deirdre smiled, but


    her smile faded after a short while.


    Afterward, she cooked for one person solely. She would try all sorts of ways to please


    the person and would constantly perfect her skills for him.


    Then, she lost her sight and stopped cooking in the kitchen.


    ¡°Is that so?¡± The woman chuckled and said, ¡°I found myself something precious, haven¡¯t


    I? Cook something from scratch so I can have a taste when you¡¯re well.¡±


    ¡°Sure.¡±


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    ¡°How long has he been standing there?¡±


    Den stood at the door with his gaze fixed upon the inside of the room. Kyran stood


    near the window, his face so pale he looked unreal.


    Reily said softly, ¡°He has been standing there since he got back and hasn¡¯t slept for a


    night.¡±


    She could not stand it anymore, yet she was worried that Kyran might attempt to leave


    the room. Thus, she could only force herself to guard the door.


    Den observed the scene and said, ¡°Thank you for taking the trouble to do this. Go get


    some rest first and leave the rest to me.¡±


    ¡°Sure.¡± Reily took one nce at Kyran before she nodded and left.


    Den entered the room after Reily left, his eyebrows tightly furrowed. ¡°Are you nning


    on being this way? When Deirdre is found, will you still be around to see her?¡±


    Kyran was oblivious. He looked in the direction of the window stubbornly, hoping that


    Deirdre would get out of a cab safely and return to him in the next moment.


    He had been unable to sleep for the whole night because of this.


    ¡°Speak!¡± Den took a step forward and grabbed Kyran¡¯s shoulder. ¡°Do you think


    tormenting yourself like this will ensure that


    Deirdre is alive? Do you think that you¡¯re suffering for her just by doing this? You¡¯re only


    punishing yourself! Besides giving yourself some psychologicalfort and making the


    people who care about you feel uneasy, you won¡¯t change anything!¡±


    Kyran¡¯s body was so weak that he was swaying after Den nudged at his shoulder. He


    raised his head, his lips cracking severely. ¡°I figure she is colder and more hopeless than


    I am now.¡±


    Den was stunned for a moment. He heaved a sigh and said, ¡°So, you¡¯re going to


    make sure to recover soon so that you can look for her in person. Even though there is


    no news from the police, it is good news indirectly because they haven¡¯t found a corpse.


    This signifies there is a 50% chance she is still alive.¡±


    Kyran kept quiet. He was not a fool. It was very apparent that Deirdre had already fallen


    into the river in view of theck of updates from the police.


    The probability of surviving a fall into the deep river was very minute.


    Meanwhile, Den¡¯s phone rang. He picked up the call, and his eyes lit up with a glint in


    the next moment. ¡°Are you serious? We¡¯reing at once! ¡±


    Kyran responded by saying, ¡°What happened?¡±


    ¡°They captured one of Deirdre¡¯s abductors in the hospital. The wound on the person¡¯s


    forehead and his identity matched the profile of the blood stain. The person admitted to it


    as well.¡±


    Kyran was emotional. ¡°I¡¯ming!¡±


    He had a coughing fit from being agitated. Every time he coughed, it was more violent


    and painful to him than the previous coughing fit.


    Den could not bear to watch anymore. ¡°Wait for me in the room. I¡¯ll inform you right


    away as soon as I get an update.¡±


    Kyran shook his head. ¡°No.¡±


    ¡°You haven¡¯t slept for a night.¡±


    Kyran was still stubborn. ¡°Let me go. Otherwise, it will be even more tormenting because


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    I can¡¯t sleep.¡±


    Den heaved a sigh and relented. He went to the police station with Kyran.


    They were not allowed to meet the abductor, so they could only watch the interrogation


    from another room.

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    Chapter 476 She¡¯s Not Coming Back


    The man¡¯s mannerism was casual and carefree when the police inquired about the


    scene of the incident, but he became unprecedentedly angry when Deirdre was brought


    up. ¡°That b*tch! She screwed me over! I almost died in that yard! ¡±


    ¡°Watch your words!¡± The detective knocked on the table and asked, ¡°What do you mean


    by you almost died in the yard?¡±


    The man pointed at his head. ¡°Can you see this? This serious wound is all her! She hit


    me with a brick, and I almost lost consciousness. I wouldn¡¯t have made it to the next day


    if not for my good physique.¡±


    ¡°Where is Deirdre?¡±


    ¡°She got away!¡± The man was furious and sneered. ¡°However, I saw with my own eyes


    when she ran and fell off a cliff. I didn¡¯t


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    even manage to reach out and grab her at the time. I suppose you can say that she


    deserves it for running despite being blind. If only she were to behave herself¡­¡±


    The man suddenly stopped speaking and smiled.


    The detective furrowed his eyebrows. ¡°Behave herself and what? We found the ropes


    that were used to bind her. What happened? Did she free herself from the restraints?¡±


    ¡°No, I loosened the rope.¡±


    ¡°Why?¡±


    The man looked around and said, ¡°Because she wanted to sleep with me. She was


    constantly seducing me, so I removed the ropes and took off her¡ª¡±


    Before he could finish his sentence, Kyran ran into the room and threw a punch


    ferociously at the man¡¯s face, disregarding the people who tried to stop him.


    The man fell with his face down, and his face was stinging in pain. He pointed at Kyran,


    scared out of his wits. ¡°Did you see that? He hit me! Capture him, quickly!¡±


    Police officers were sent to stop Kyran. The man just realized that a man had hit him. He


    could not recognize Brendan, but he was convinced that Kyran must be Brendan


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    because he was furious. ¡° You¡¯re Brendan, right? You can¡¯t even protect your woman.


    You¡¯re having an affair, yet you still have the audacity to hit me! It¡¯s no wonder Deirdre¡¯s


    face turned pale at the mention of your name.¡±


    Kyran¡¯s head was buzzing, and he could not process the information he had just heard.


    ¡°What are you talking about?¡±


    The man changed the topic of conversation. ¡°She wouldn¡¯t have been reduced to her


    current state if not for what you did. She must hate you, right? You¡¯re the one who


    caused her death! ¡±


    Kyran¡¯s eyes were bloodshot from anger. He wanted to break through the restraints, but


    Den hastily stopped him. ¡°You¡¯ve lost your mind for beating up someone in the police


    station! You¡¯re not allowed to do that!¡±


    Kyran did not have much strength, so he stopped struggling after Den approached


    him. He was then brought out of the interrogation room by force.


    The police officer said, ¡°Don¡¯t act rashly, sir. He will be punished ordingly. If you were


    to hit him, you¡¯d be duped by him. He is trying to make someone influential an


    aplice now.¡±


    Kyran¡¯s fingers were shaking when he clenched his fists forcefully, but his chest was


    hurting.


    Den could not bear to watch anymore and said in aforting tone, ¡°You can¡¯t


    believe everything that the man said. It¡¯s obvious that he is trying to provoke you. If you


    believe him, you¡¯ll be duped by him. Perhaps, Miss McKinnon didn¡¯t fall but has been


    transferred elsewhere. She will be back for sure as long as she is still alive.¡±


    ¡°She¡¯s noting back¡­¡± Kyran¡¯s face was ghastly pale, his cold eyes were shut, and


    his eyshes were batting. ¡°She¡¯s noting back.¡±


    He repeatedly chanted, his voice hopeless.


    Den could not figure out why Kyran would be so convinced that Deirdre was not


    ¡°There¡¯s always a possibility.¡±


    Kyran did not reply. On the other hand, the two flight tickets in his chest pocket felt


    zing hot, like burning paper. They burned so hot that his heart was in unbearable


    pain.


    ¡®I will only need some time, just a little longer, and she will go to Germia with me. No one


    else will disturb us anymore.¡¯ However, even his trivial wish could not be fulfilled.

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    Chapter 477 Apply the Ointment for You


    ¡°Deirdre, I¡¯m going foraging in the mountain. Go harvest some vegetables from the


    backyard so we can eat when I¡¯m back.¡±


    ¡°Sure.¡±


    Deirdre nodded. She held the door frame and shut her eyesfortably in the bright


    sunlight. It had already been three days since she lived strictly following a routine.


    The wounds on her hands had yet to heal for the time being, but the scratches on her


    body were starting to fade.


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    She believed that the piercing pain radiating from her palms asionally would reduce


    not long after.


    It felt as if life had returned to the way before she met Kyran.


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    She carried the basket and walked on the path step by step. The vision before her eyes


    would turn dark frequently, so she could not see the path clearly. Hence, she was always


    very careful on her journey.


    She harvested vegetables when she arrived in the backyard. Before she could carry the


    basket, a pair of huge hands were extended to her.


    ¡°I¡¯ll do it.¡±


    Deirdre raised her head and saw a man with a darkplexion. He looked rather


    handsome based on his outline. He was the vige head¡¯s son, Hoyt Leigh, and he


    helped her when she fell yesterday because he was there coincidentally.


    ¡°Thank you, but it¡¯s fine. It¡¯s just a few steps away.¡± Deirdre was embarrassed and


    stretched out her hands in an attempt to take back the basket.


    Hoyt avoided her. ¡°You cannot see very well, so it will surely be quite inconvenient for


    you. The basket is heavy, so it¡¯s tough for a girl like you to carry it by yourself.¡±


    Deirdre smiled and thanked him.


    Hoyt lowered his head and blushed when he saw Deirdre¡¯s face. He was afraid that


    Deirdre would notice his reaction, so he walked ahead of her. ¡°Follow me and be


    careful.¡±


    Mrs. Cox was not home yet when Deirdre returned to the house. Hoyt was not in a rush


    to leave, so he asked Deirdre, ¡°Are your hands better?¡±


    Deidre¡¯s hands were still wrapped in bandages, and she was reminded of her pain when


    she heard Hoyt¡¯s question. She said, ¡° Much better.¡±


    Hoyt pulled out an ointment from his pocket shyly.


    ¡°I bought it from the market, and it can reduce pain and inmmation. Give me your


    hands, and I¡¯ll apply it for you.¡±


    ¡°It would be rude of me¡­¡±


    Hoyt¡¯s face was flushed as he said with his head lowered, ¡°How is this rude of you?


    You¡¯re a guest, and my father is the vige head. I¡¯m supposed to take care of you, so


    you don¡¯t need to be so modest. The ointment doesn¡¯t cost much anyway.¡±


    Deirdre did not wish to cause more trouble to Hoyt, but it would be inappropriate for her


    to decline. As such, she could only stretch out her hands. ¡°Thank you for taking the


    trouble to do this.¡±


    Hoyt did not speak. He removed the bandages from Deirdre¡¯s hands cautiously. He was


    fine before Deirdre¡¯s wounds were exposed. When the bandages were removed,


    Deirdre¡¯s wounds appeared to be badly mutted and very deep, while the skin around


    the wounds was wrinkly from the moisture.


    ¡°Uh¡­¡± Hoyt inhaled sharply. ¡°Aren¡¯t you in pain?¡±


    Deirdre behaved as if she was just reminded of her pain by saying, ¡° It¡¯s slightly painful.¡±


    She did not wish to cause trouble to Mrs. Cox, so she always imed that her hands


    were healing. Now that she looked at it, she could still see that her hands were swollen


    and red despite her blurry vision.


    Looking at Deirdre¡¯s wounds, Hoyt felt a shiver down his spine. He applied the ointment


    carefully, while Deirdre did not express her pain throughout the process. Hoyt would not


    have realized her pain had he not seen the beads of cold sweat on her forehead.


    ¡°It¡¯s painful, huh?¡±


    Deirdre nodded.


    Hoyt asked, ¡°Why didn¡¯t you express your pain?¡±


    Deirdre chuckled. ¡°What¡¯s the point of expressing my pain? You¡¯re still going to apply the


    ointment. If expressing my pain will help in reducing the pain, I¡¯ll surely do it more.¡±


    Hoyt was rendered speechless. He admired the woman¡¯s ability to endure pain in his


    heart. She had the grace and quality of an heiress born of a wealthy family but did not


    act spoiled at all. She was actually still capable of joking at this point.


    ¡°Let¡¯s not cover the hands for the time being. The humidity will exacerbate the


    inmmation. I¡¯ll head to the market tomorrow and help you ask if you¡¯ll need stitches.¡±

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    Chapter 478 Strangers in the Vige


    ¡°Alright, thank you very much.¡±


    Hoyt wanted to say something but stopped himself. He wanted to say, ¡°Don¡¯t mention it¡±,


    but he did not manage to utter the words and ran home instead.


    He muttered as soon as he arrived at his house¡¯s entrance, ¡° Mother, where is our


    bicycle?¡±


    ¡°What¡¯s going on?¡±


    Madame Leigh walked out of the kitchen, wiping her hands on her apron. ¡°Where are


    you going with the bicycle when it¡¯s almost night?¡±


    Hoyt said, ¡°Don¡¯t mind that. I have something to do at the market. Where¡¯s the bicycle?¡±


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    ¡°It¡¯s in the house. It¡¯s going to rain heavily tonight, so I keep it indoors to prevent it from


    rusting.¡±


    Hoyt nodded and went for the bicycle.


    Madame Leigh said before he left, ¡°Come home soon! Get your father at the vige


    entrance too, while you¡¯re there so he cane home for dinner earlier!¡±


    ¡°Okay!¡±


    He rode the bicycle to the market in a rush. He crossed the vige entrance and found


    his father standing at the front with two luxurious cars parked next to him.


    He got down from the bicycle to approach his father, just when the person in the car got


    out as well.


    He met the man¡¯s cold gaze. The sight of the man left behind a profound impression that


    could not be ignored in Hoyt, even though the man was wearing a coat over his hospital


    gown. His entire body exuded an elegant yet oppressive presence.


    It appeared as if the man was severely ill, and his face was ghastly pale.


    He approached the vige head while the man was still talking to the person in the car


    and asked, ¡°Father, why are there strangers in the vige?¡±


    ¡°They¡¯re looking for someone.¡±


    ¡°Looking for someone? Who are they looking for?


    The vige head said while he smoked a pipe, ¡°A woman a little over 20 years old? They


    imed that the woman has wounds on her face and looks emaciated.¡±


    Hoyt¡¯s mind was alerted, and he hastily asked, ¡°Why so? Who is that woman to them?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m not too sure about that.¡± The vige head said, ¡°They told me about that and sought


    my help to look for the woman. They imed that they would pay 72,000 dors for her


    safe return.¡±


    ¡°72,000 dors!?¡±


    Hoyt widened his eyes in surprise. The mary offer was arge amount in a ce like


    theirs.


    ¡°Just a woman is worthy of that handsome reward?¡±


    ¡°Perhaps she is their friend. All in all, you can stroll along the beach when you¡¯re free in


    the next two days. They imed that it¡¯s possible for her to be floating on the sea, and


    they would like her person if she is alive, her corpse if she is dead.¡±


    ¡°Ah¡­¡±


    Other than him and Mrs. Cox, no one else knew about Deirdre.


    Firstly, it was due to Mrs. Cox¡¯s remote residence. Secondly, there were few people in


    the vige. The young people were all working in the cities while the elderly people


    stayed in the vige. Very few people would venture to the beach.


    Hoyt felt his heart racing, and he took an extra nce at the man in a coat.


    He had a cigarette between his fingers, his dark eyes were empty, and his lips were


    purplish. He was looking around at all times, and when his eyes met Hoyt¡¯s, thetter felt


    the domineering presence of the man and could not help trembling.


    ¡®What is the rtionship between this influential man and the gentle Miss McKinnon?¡¯


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    Hoyt¡¯s mind was a mess with thoughts. He refused to ride the bicycle and was oblivious


    to Madame Leigh¡¯s conversation with him when he returned pushing the bicycle. Hey


    on the bed under the nket as soon as he entered the house.


    When the vige head returned home, Madame Leigh was still muttering, ¡°Something¡¯s


    wrong with him. He rushed over to the market at dusk, and when he returned, he


    became so distracted and indifferent.¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t mind him. You should take a stroll on the beach in the next two days. We have a


    guest today iming to¡­¡±


    Deirdre was still cooking in the kitchen when Mrs. Cox arrived homete.


    She heard themotion and stuck out her head. ¡°Why are you home sote today?¡±


    Mrs. Cox was in a great mood. She came to the kitchen, took over Deirdre¡¯s task, and


    said smilingly, ¡°I foraged many precious things from the mountain today. I should be able


    to sell them off at a good price, so I will have the money to fund my son¡¯s wedding in the


    future.¡±


    Deirdre was happy for her too.

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    Chapter 479 You Have Feelings for Someone Else, Right


    ¡°Oh right, I found a tube of ointment on the table. Who gave it to you?¡±


    Deirdre added firewood to the burner and said, ¡°Mr. Leigh.¡±


    ¡°Hoyt?¡±


    ¡°Hmm.¡±


    Mrs. Cox¡¯s expression turned into a meaningful look at once. ¡°I know that he doesn¡¯t


    have this in this house. Tell me he didn¡¯t just get acquainted with you yesterday and went


    to buy it from the market today?¡±


    Deirdre nodded, hesitated for a moment, and asked, ¡°Why?¡±


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    ¡°We don¡¯t have cars in the vige, so one will need to ride a bicycle to get to the market.


    On the other hand, it takes about four hours in total to get to the market by bicycle and


    back. There¡¯s nothing important happening in the market today anyway. What do you


    think?¡±


    Deirdre was stunned.


    Mrs. Cox beamed widely. ¡°Hoyt has fallen for you.¡±


    It was rather preposterous to Deirdre, and she said, ¡°How can that be possible? He¡¯s just


    a nice man.¡±


    ¡°No matter how kind a person is, there¡¯s always an ulterior motive. I wouldn¡¯t go to the


    market to buy medicine for someone I just recently got to know, especially not in the


    middle of a summer day.¡± Mrs. Cox smiled joyously as if she was delighted to be a


    matchmaker. ¡°However, that¡¯s pretty good too. Hoyt is a great person and takes care of


    people. You won¡¯t live a hard life if you marry him.¡±


    Deirdre did not answer, so Mrs. Cox came to realize the situation and said shyly, ¡°Yikes,


    what¡¯s wrong with me? I haven¡¯t even asked for your opinion before I made a decision


    for you. You have feelings for someone else, right?¡±


    ¡°No¡­¡±


    ¡°You don¡¯t need to deny either. I can see that you look different when I mentioned that


    you were quarreling with your boyfriend at the time. Afterward, you¡¯ll be distracted as


    soon as you¡¯re free, an obvious sign that you¡¯re thinking about someone else.¡± Mrs. Cox


    served the meal with a spat, paused for a moment, and said, ¡° You don¡¯t want to go


    back because you¡¯re in a fight with him?¡±


    Deirdre appeared to be overwhelmed with emotions. ¡°He¡¯s not my boyfriend anymore.¡±


    ¡°Did you guys break up?¡± Mrs. Cox heaved a sigh. ¡°No wonder¡­¡±


    Deirdre did not wish to talk about it. She got up to serve the freshly -baked dinner rolls


    and said smilingly, ¡°It¡¯s in the past. Let¡¯s eat.¡±


    ¡°Sure.¡±


    After dinner, Deirdre showered. She covered her hands in two stic bags due to her


    injuries and dried herself with a towel. Afterward, she shut her eyes but could not fall


    asleep when shey on the bed.


    She needed a very long time before she could make peace with everything rted to


    Kyran.


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    The following day, Mrs. Cox went foraging in the mountain as usual and instructed


    Deirdre to dry out the items in the basket in the sun.


    Deirdre poured out the contents of the basket on a t ground after Mrs. Cox left. She


    was arranging the items one by one when a shadow enveloped her.


    Deirdre raised her head and identified the person roughly based on the outline. ¡°Mr.


    Leigh?¡±


    ¡°You can call me Hoyt.¡± Hoyt pulled the items he had purchased out of his pocket


    cautiously with bags under his eyes.


    There were bandages, medicine, and disinfectant liquid.


    ¡°I just got these. Let me help you to dress the wounds on your hands.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s movements halted to a stop, and she was overwhelmed with emotions. ¡°You


    must have spent quite a lot of money on these, right? How can I ept your favor¡­¡±


    ¡°I told you not to be modest with me anymore. Mrs. Cox takes good care of me on usual


    days. She helped me, and I¡¯m helping you in turn. We should all help each other out.¡±


    Upon saying that, Hoyt nced at Deirdre before hastily looking away. ¡°Please allow me


    to dress your wounds first?¡±


    Deirdre heaved a sigh in her heart, turned around, and returned to the house.


    Hoyt was stunned. It did not take long before Deirdre walked outside with a brown coat


    in her hands.


    ¡°This is a luxury brand of clothing, and I¡¯m unsure of its price. However, you should be


    able to get about 100 dors if you sell it at a flea market. Consider it as my gift for you in


    return for your favor.¡±


    Brendan had given it to her, so it could not be cheap clothing because Brendan had no


    Hoyt hastily waved his hand dismissively. ¡°Isn¡¯t this your coat? How can we sell your


    coat!?¡±

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    Chapter 480 What Is Her Rtionship to Him?


    Deirdre stuffed the coat into Hoyt¡¯s hands and said calmly, ¡°This is a gift from someone


    to me. However, I¡¯m not nning on wearing it anymore because out of sight, out of


    mind. It would be great if you could handle it for me too. If you really think that it¡¯s too


    much, you can take 70% of the sales profit and give the remaining 30% to Mrs. Cox.¡±


    Hoyt still wanted to decline, but Deirdre said, ¡°Just think of it as a favor to me. Will that


    be alright?¡±


    Hoyt could not bring himself to decline again. He folded the coat and said softly,


    ¡°However, I don¡¯t want it. I¡¯ll help you to sell it. You¡¯re a girl and need some money. You


    can use it to buy stuff for yourself.¡±


    Deirdre smiled but did notment further.


    She would figure out a way to get the money to Hoyt by then.


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    Hoyt felt his heart racing as soon as he saw her smile. He lowered his head further


    instantly because he had never seen a woman with such a beautiful, gentle smile. The


    wounds on her face that were almost scabbing over did not ruin her beauty in the


    slightest.


    ¡°I¡­ I¡­¡± He stuttered. He could only calm himself after pinching his thigh. ¡°I¡¯ll dress your


    wounds now!¡±


    ¡°Sure.¡±


    Deirdre stretched out her hands. Hoyt did not leave for a long time after he was done


    dressing her wounds.


    ¡°Is there anything else?¡± asked Deirdre.


    Hoy appeared hesitant. ¡°Uh¡­¡±


    ¡°Hmm?¡±


    ¡°Forget it. Nothing, I shall make a move first.¡±


    Hoyt left with a muddled head. He wanted to ask Deirdre about her rtionship with the


    man from yesterday. However, he thought about it closely and figured that Deirdre did


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    not want to interact with that man since she had chosen to stay here.


    If he were to bring up that matter, it would only dampen Deirdre¡¯s spirit.


    He returned with the coat and found the luxury car from yesterday parked at the door of


    his house. He furrowed his eyebrows and stuck his head into the house.


    The two people from yesterday were in the yard. Hoyt wanted to sneak away, but


    Madame Leigh noticed him at one nce. She said loudly, ¡°Hoyt, where are you going?


    What did you do at the market today? You didn¡¯t help me get the 3 dors worth of pork I


    asked you to!¡±


    The man from before cast a look at Hoyt instantly. His gaze was cold as before.


    Hoyt hid by the door and stuffed the coat into the carrier strapped to the backseat of the


    bicycle while he said, ¡°How am I supposed to get it when I don¡¯t have enough money


    with me?¡±


    Madame Leigh caught up to him and said, ¡°Don¡¯t have enough money? Where did the


    15 dors you had with you go?¡±


    Hoyt thought that the money was enough to treat Deirdre¡¯s hands.


    ¡°Don¡¯t mind that.¡±


    ¡°What¡¯s in the bicycle¡¯s carrier? You can¡¯t be buying some indecent stuff secretly with the


    money, right?¡± muttered Madame Leigh. She was about to grab the coat from the


    bicycle.


    ¡°That¡¯s enough!¡± The vige head stopped them impatiently. ¡° Both of you, go back to the


    house. We have guests here. Why are you making a fool of yourselves by moring


    here?¡±


    Madame Leigh pulled Hoyt into the house to deal with him while the vige head said in


    embarrassment, ¡°There are too many family affairs here. Sorry for that.¡±


    Den chuckled and said, ¡°A family is only lively when there are quarrels. There¡¯s


    nothing to be embarrassed about. On the contrary, your wife is quite enthusiastic and


    doesn¡¯t treat us as outsiders, at the very least.¡±


    The vige head was rather embarrassed, yet he feltforted by Den¡¯s remark. He


    nced at the indifferent-looking Kyran and went into talking proper business. ¡°There


    are very few vigers who fish nowadays. The older ones can¡¯t stand the cold from the


    sea wind, so they forage for food on the mountain to sell. However, I believe that they


    will report to me at once if they find something. They won¡¯t keep it for themselves.¡±


    ¡°So, you¡¯re saying they haven¡¯t even found a pair of shoes, huh?¡±


    The vige head was slightly hesitant. ¡°They don¡¯t really want shoes, anyway. They may


    throw them away after finding them. I shall ask around again today.¡±

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    ¡°Sorry, but once you find the original for these designs, please inform us.¡± Den gave these photos


    and left with Kyran.


    Kyran¡¯s gaze turned to the direction of the bicycle. It prompted Den to ask, ¡°What¡¯s wrong?¡±


    He looked away. ¡°Nothing.¡±


    He felt hollow. Not having enough rest only exacerbated his unrest-he frequently looked as though he


    was a soulless husk wearing a pale, lifeless face.


    Den could not watch his friend any longer. ¡°You gotta stop following me around, I think. You¡¯ve only


    just recovered, and¡­ now is the critical time to rest up.¡±


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    ¡°I can¡¯t,¡± Kyran replied candidly. Just the thought that Deirdre might have fallen off the cliff and died


    broke his heart. ¡°I don¡¯t know if she¡¯s dead or alive! Even if she were dead¡­ Even if she were dead, I


    would leave only after seeing her lifeless body right in front of me!¡±


    The rising tides would gradually bring any flotsam to the shore, would it not? Even a dead body would


    end up here one day. He simply needed to wait. If all else failed, he would wait for her corpse.


    Den thought he was hopeless. ¡°So what if you see her body? Are you so sure you won¡¯t break down


    at the sight of it?¡±


    Kyran froze. He said nothing, pulled open the car door, and got inside.


    Den sighed haplessly and drove away.


    Hoyt and Madame Leigh¡¯s quarrelsted for quite a while. It was only after he stormed inside his room-


    which gave her the space to clean up-she wheeled her bicycle into the yard and remembered


    something. She opened the box.


    She expected anything but a woman¡¯s coat. Judging from its fabric, she could immediately tell how


    superior its quality waspared to her 60-dor whatever-which was already a luxury to her.


    She could not help but think about Hoyt¡¯s frequent trips to the market. ¡°Is that kid¡­ trying to win


    someone¡¯s heart or something?¡± she asked aloud and blushed.


    Madame Leigh climbed upstairs and softly talked to the vige chief, ¡°Honey? You won¡¯t believe this.


    Our son has finally moved on from that incident and decided to try his hand at love again!¡±


    The chief¡¯s head was still revolving around the clothes in the photos, so he did not care much about


    what his wife said. ¡°Pfft, as he should be. How long has it been? What¡¯s the point of obsessing over a


    girl the way he is? It¡¯s almost pathetic.¡±


    ¡°Jesus, will it kill you to care about our son a little bit more?¡± Madame Leigh snapped, frustrated. She


    snatched the pictures away from him and added sourly, ¡°What¡¯s so important about these that you¡¯d


    rather look at them than talk about our son?¡±


    The man frowned. ¡°Give them back. This is more important than you might think. If we find her, we¡¯ll get


    at least 72,000 dors!¡±


    The amount only fanned Madame Leigh¡¯s interest. She examined the photos, and they were all


    feminine clothes, though one of them¡­ Something about it seemed familiar the longer she stared.


    Before she could recognize it, the vige head snatched the pictures away and turned away from her


    on his bed. ¡°You should go to sleep. I¡¯m going to talk with everyone tomorrow,¡± he said. ¡°Tryna prepare


    breakfast early, okay?¡±


    ¡°Okay.¡±


    With that thought still buzzing in her head, shey down and sank into a slumber.


    She got up the next morning to find Hoyt all groomed and ready to leave. ¡°Where are you going?¡± she


    asked.


    ¡°The market.¡±


    ¡°Again?¡± Madame Leigh questioned, ¡°Why aren¡¯t you helping your dad sell his sea products instead?


    Who are you seeing in the market?¡±


    Hoyt wolfed down an unwarmed slice of bread. ¡°Who would even be interested in me?¡± he replied


    between munches. ¡°I just like looking around. It¡¯s nothing you should care about. I¡¯ll buy some meat to


    bring back home if you want.¡±


    With that, he rode away.


    Madame Leigh¡¯s suspicion kept growing. As soon as he finished making breakfast, she hid under the


    shade of a tree near the vige entrance and waited.


    Time went by¡­


    She had to wait for a while before the young man finally returned.


    Hoyt had failed to notice his mother. He parked his bike around their house and walked away.


    Madame Leigh followed him quietly as she wondered about what could drive the young man to be so¡­


    energetic. She remembered the coat and, as her suspicion peaked, she opened the box and found it


    gone.

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    Chapter 482 Don¡¯t Let Her Run!


    She hurriedly followed Hoyt without the young man ever catching notice. He seemed almost too taken


    in by the money in his pocket. He stopped by Mrs. Cox¡¯s door.


    Hoyt immediately noticed Deirdre, who was drying some herbs outside the door. He paced toward her


    and greeted her. ¡°Hey, morning!¡±


    She raised her head at the voice. ¡°Mr. Leigh.¡±


    Hoyt scratched his head bashfully before producing all of the money from his pocket. He stuffed the


    bills into her hands. ¡°Here. 300 dors from selling your coat.¡±


    Deirdre took 90 bucks and gave the rest to Hoyt. ¡°Here. You deserve this.¡±


    ¡°D-Deserve what?¡± Hoyt stammered and inhaled sharply. ¡°I didn¡¯t do anything to deserve this!¡±


    ¡°No, you help me a lot. You deserve it.¡± Deirdre stuffed the money into his hands. Her tone was sincere.


    ¡°It was you who helped me with my injuries, and it was you who had to spend four hours these days to


    buy medicine for me. If it weren¡¯t for you, I wouldn¡¯t be able to liquefy my coat. I¡¯ll give 90 dors to Mrs.


    Cox while you hold onto the rest. Think of it as consultation and medicine fees, okay?¡±


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    Hoyt was hard-pressed to argue against her, so he epted it in the end. Still, he was quietly against


    hoarding the money for his own and plotted to buy some cream for Deirdre¡¯s face, which had turned


    ruddy from the exposure to the sea breeze.


    ¡°I¡­ All right, all right.¡±


    She smiled. ¡°That¡¯s the spirit!¡±


    Her smile was as beautiful and mesmerizing as the sun.


    Hoyt could not stop himself from blushing. All he could do was to cast his head down as hard as he


    could to hide it from happening-exactly as his mother bumped into the scene.


    Her son was acting like a shy schoolboy as she stood next to a woman she had never seen before.


    She looked pretty enough, but the poor thing had quite a few scars that seemed to have not recovered.


    ¡®Wait a minute. Scars?¡¯


    Madame Leigh¡¯s heart skipped a beat. A grim expression shadowed her face.


    ¡®Is this not¡­ the young woman¡­ those men were talking about? The one who got lost?


    ¡®The coat belonged to her, did it not? No wonder it looked exactly like the one in the pictures! But how


    could it have anything to do with Hoyt?¡±


    She turned around and began to head to the vige head. Hoyt heard her, turned around, and his face


    turned pale. After hastilyforting Deirdre, he bolted behind her.


    ¡°What are you doing here, Mom!?¡±


    ¡°I should be asking you!¡± Madame Leigh snapped, incensed.


    Realizing btedly that her volume could alert the woman and cause her to run, she lowered her voice


    and added, ¡°You know your father is looking for this woman, so why didn¡¯t you say anything? The


    reward, son, is 72,000 dors! Do you know how much that is? With money like that, we can live in an


    actual house in a town-a house made of bricks! A girl will finally want to marry you, and that family


    won¡¯t look down on you anymore!¡±


    Hoyt frowned in exasperation. ¡°This isn¡¯t about money, Ma! If Miss McKinnon wanted to see them, don¡¯t


    you think she would have rushed out to do just that already? I¡¯d have happily told Dad about it! But she


    wanted to hide, Mom. It¡¯s obvious she doesn¡¯t want to see them! I can¡¯t sell her out!¡±


    ¡°Bless your heart, son, you¡¯re unbelievable. You can¡¯t sell her out?!¡± Madame Leigh was livid. ¡°They


    know each other. Otherwise, they wouldn¡¯t be looking for her! Any issue they have between them is


    between themselves and the Lord. Ain¡¯t got nothing to do with us! The money is the only thing worth


    going after!


    ¡°So you watch her and don¡¯t let her run! I¡¯ll talk to your father, and he¡¯ll get those two men now!¡±


    Hoyt grabbed her arm. ¡°Please, Mom, don¡¯t¡­¡±


    Her eyes watered. ¡°D*mnit, son! Did you forget what happened while you were trying to see that girl?


    Did you forget how much they looked down on you, how much theyughed, how much disdain they


    had for you!?


    ¡°It was my fault for not giving you a better life or a background you can be proud of. My fault that no girl


    finds you a man worth marrying. My fault that you have to watch your own sweetheart be


    someone else¡¯s wife. But now all that can change, Hoyt. All that can change this is money! And you¡¯re


    throwing that away!?¡±

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    Chapter 483 Who Sold This To You?


    Dogged persistence settled onto Hoyt¡¯s face. ¡°You mean getting some false glory and fortune in


    exchange for Miss McKinnon¡¯s misery, Mom! I won¡¯t be able to live that down! No matter how good it


    sounds, I don¡¯t want an ill-gotten opportunity!¡±


    ¡°You stupid-¡± Madame Leigh was about to drop some colorful choice word when a thought snuffed it


    out. Reeling in realization, she turned back to Hoyt with disbelief in her eyes. ¡°Be frank with me. Hoyt


    Leigh, have you fallen for that youngdy?¡±


    The tips of Hoyt¡¯s ears turned scarlet. He became flustered-the way one would be when their innermost


    secret had been revealed.


    A mother would immediately understand her son¡¯s character tick, so her disbelief turned into


    bewilderment. ¡°Have you lost your marbles, son!? Who do you think you are, and who do you think she


    is? You can¡¯t fall for her!¡±


    Hoyt was quiet. ¡°But I did¡­ I do. Not that you need to worry about anything. I have no thoughts on


    acting upon my feelings.¡±


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    Hecked many conventional things, but self-awareness was not one of them. He knew exactly who


    Deirdre belonged to. It was that handsome, imposing, frigid man yesterday. The kind who would not


    blink at proposing a reward as high as 72,000 dors. The kind who drove his luxury car and wore his


    high- cultured brands and never knew what it meant to stress about money.


    Hoyt would never have a chance.


    ¡°I just feel bad for her, Mom.¡±


    ¡°Instead of yourself? Son, those men are filthy-damn-rich! How much could she suffer if she lived with


    them!?¡±


    ¡°Doesn¡¯t matter, Mom. If you care about me as your son, help me keep this a secret from Dad,¡±


    muttered Hoyt. ¡°Or else, so help me God, I will run away with Miss McKinnon and never return. I can do


    as much, and I will! Don¡¯t try me!¡±


    ¡°For the love of God, I can¡¯t deal with you sometimes!¡± Madame Leigh moaned helplessly. Since she


    had no other choice, she could only agree. ¡°I can help keep it under the rug for a few days, but once


    your father knows¡­ You know nothing¡¯s going to stop him.¡±


    ¡°He won¡¯t. He¡­ won¡¯t.¡±


    Kyran snatched up the coat with so much force his knuckles turned white. ¡°Who sold this to you!?¡±


    The saleswoman could not stop blushing at the sight of two good-looking men. ¡°A young man who


    looked about in his 20s?¡±


    ¡°How does he look like?¡± Kyran followed up hastily.


    The saleswoman tried to concentrate. ¡°He was¡­ kinda dark-skinned and tall. As tall as you two. Maybe


    180 cm like that? Came here on a bike.¡±


    Kyran sank into a frowning silence.


    Meanwhile, Den regaled her with a smile. ¡°Did he make any conversation?¡±


    The saleswoman blushed again. ¡°He had no idea how much this coat is worth, I can tell you that! This


    could have been sold for 15,000 dors even if it was secondhand, but that young man wanted to sell it


    for 150 bucks! 150! I could feel God watching me when I gave him that paltry amount, so I added


    another 150 in the end. He didn¡¯t talk much, though.¡±


    ¡°I see. Thank you for your help.¡±


    Den¡¯s smile faded, and he went out of the shop with Kyran, whose features were practically covered


    with a sheet of ice. ¡°I think I know who sold that coat.¡±


    ¡°Let me guess. The vige head¡¯s son?¡±


    ¡°Exactly.¡± Something stormy was brewing in Kyran¡¯s ck eyes. ¡°He was riding a bike with something


    shoved in the basket when we met, remember?¡±


    Uncovering a clue to further a search would have lightened anyone¡¯s mood, but it somehow only upset


    Kyran more. ¡°Did he salvage her coat and sell it off, or¡­ is she alive but hiding because she doesn¡¯t


    want


    to see me?¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s the former. Why doesn¡¯t she want to see you? She already promised you she¡¯d live in Germia with


    you,¡± Den replied reassuringly. ¡°Don¡¯t let your head go into unnecessary dark ces. I¡¯ll send


    someone to gather some intel, and we¡¯ll know. Since our young fe isn¡¯t going to tell us the truth, we


    shouldn¡¯t let him know we¡¯ve set our sight on him.¡±


    A sp of thunder echoed, followed by a downpour. Deirdre was startled awake from her sleep, and as


    she listened to the sound of the rain against the roof, she felt strangely troubled.


    She climbed out of her bed and headed to the kitchen for a ss of water. That was when she bumped


    into Mrs. Cox.

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    Chapter 484 It Wasn¡¯t His Fault


    Mrs. Cox was just as surprised to see her. ¡°Aren¡¯t you up early, sweetie? Having trouble sleeping?¡±


    ¡°I just got up. I am feeling a little thirsty.¡±


    ¡°Well, let me get you a ss of warm water. Wait here by the door,¡± said the kind woman, pouring a


    ss for her before setting her sight on the pouring rain outside. ¡°Damn, it¡¯s raining again.¡± She sighed.


    ¡°The roads are going to be wet and slippery. Straight up a hazard to use.¡±


    Deirdre took a sip. ¡°You should stay at home today, Mrs. Cox. You might get hurt if you go out despite


    the condition. I¡¯ve got 90 bucks you could us-¡±


    ¡°Oh no. Heck, no. You can¡¯t see well, it¡¯s not easy for you to get a job, and you can¡¯t afford not to have.


    money with you. You can¡¯t buy anything if you don¡¯t have money!¡± Mrs. Cox protested. ¡°All you¡¯ve been


    wearing these days are my old clothes. It doesn¡¯t matter if you¡¯re the goddess of beauty herself. These


    rags are bringing your shine down, sweetie. No, you should go to the market with Hoyt and buy at


    least. two nice outfits for yourself.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s eyes twinkled. ¡°But I like these clothes. I¡¯m not picky about my outfits. You should hold onto


    the money, too. Just think of it as funding for our meals.¡±


    Mrs. Cox had no n to ept it at all, but a new thought popped into her mind. ¡°Hey, wait a minute.


    What happened to the coat you hung in your room? It¡¯s gone!¡±


    ¡°I sold it,¡± Deirdre said cidly.


    ¡°You sold it!? Is that where that 90 bucks came from!?¡± Mrs. Cox gasped in disbelief. ¡°I don¡¯t know how


    much it¡¯s worth, but there is no way it¡¯s worth only 90 bucks! Have you gone mad?¡±


    Deirdre shed her teeth. ¡°It was just secondhand junk. Besides, I¡¯m never wearing that thing ever


    again.¡±


    Wearing it would always invite thoughts she did not want-thoughts she wished could just be banished


    to the depth of her brain. It made her think of the ward, the times she had spent with Kyran, the kiss in


    the amusement park¡­.


    His scent was embedded in every inch of that coat. It was that same scent that caused her mind to go.


    haywire.


    Mrs. Cox understood immediately. ¡°It was a gift from your beau, wasn¡¯t it, sweetie?¡±


    She did not let Deirdre answer. ¡°What grave sin did hemit to earn his girlfriend¡¯s hate? To the point


    that she doesn¡¯t want anything to do with something he gave her?¡±


    Deirdre froze. If Kyran was Brendan all along-then yes! He hadmitted sins! He had killed her


    mother! He had sent her, an innocent woman, to prison! He had fabricated an entire identity from the


    ground up and duped her for his entertainment!


    Were none of these counted as sins?


    Her heart ached. She shed Mrs. Cox a mirthless smile.


    The woman could tell she was reluctant to dwell on it, so she held her hand. ¡°Hard to take it out of your


    chest, huh? Well, you don¡¯t have to. It was definitely his fault!¡±


    Deirdre stiffened. Then, sheughed. ¡°Are you sure?¡±


    ¡°H*ll yeah, I am!¡± Mrs. Cox dered firmly. ¡°You are sweet, kind, and a precious little doll! I bet you


    don¡¯t even have a temper, do you? That jerkwad must have done something mighty crappy to upsetN?velDrama.Org content.


    you like this!¡±


    Deirdre was moved.


    ¡°And you know what? He was just a boyfriend! He was no husband yet! So leave that no-good trash to


    his miserable life and move on. I¡¯m d he¡¯s not hoarding a sweetheart like you to himself now! In


    fact¡­ You could give Hoyt a try. He¡¯s a good soul, I tell you. He¡¯s just¡­ unlucky.¡±


    Deirdre caught the subtext and asked, ¡°What happened to him?¡±


    Mrs. Cox sighed. ¡°He had a childhood sweetheart he really liked. They were so close together when


    they were in school. They even talked about marriage and making a family together. Her father didn¡¯t


    approve of it, so he introduced the girl to some fat cat in his 50s as his mistress or whatever. Poor Hoyt


    was begging on his knees outside their house for an entire day, but that family just wouldn¡¯t open their


    door to let him in.


    ¡°You know why he didn¡¯t stay any longer? Because he fell unconscious outside, and his family had to


    take him away! From then on, Hoyt never looked for love again. Sure, he says he¡¯s over it and isn¡¯t


    looking anymore, but I know the truth. He looks down on himself. He thinks he doesn¡¯t deserve to be


    loved.¡± Deirdre had no idea. She frowned slightly. ¡°But none of it was his fault.¡±

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    Chapter 485 Hang Tight


    ¡°Damn straight, but¡­ It¡¯s different for him. He directs it all to himself, thinking that if he could just be


    better somehow, the girl of his love wouldn¡¯t have ended up with that fat cat. The more he dwelled on


    that thought, the more he hung his head and just¡­ couldn¡¯t straighten his spine and look ahead no


    more.¡±


    Pity colored Deirdre¡¯s eyes.


    ¡°Money is the Devil, ain¡¯t it? You can do whatever you like when you¡¯re rich, but live by your


    shoestrings if you don¡¯t have ¡¯em.¡±


    Mrs. Cox continued. ¡°That¡¯s why I¡¯m happy to see Hoyt this happy when he helps you. Maybe you


    won¡¯t date each other, but it doesn¡¯t matter. What matters is that you brought him out of the shadows.


    That¡¯s the point of these rtionships, isn¡¯t it? Forgetting the pain of thest one is a blessing. Finding


    a new person to try again is another.¡±


    The rain stopped.


    Mrs. Cox went back to sleep while Deirdre sat on the edge of her bed, her eyes nk.


    ¡®Try again with a new person, she said.¡±


    That was not what Deirdre had thought back then-until she met Kyran. He was gentle, kind, and


    attentive. He had broken every wall she had built around her heart.


    Any sentiment she had against Brendan had begun to fade-even hate.


    She was ready to start over¡­ only to have God reveal that it was a prank all along.


    It was a fool¡¯s full circle. She had fallen for the same man twice, after all.


    She closed her eyes groggily. A whileter, she heard sounds, people talking.


    Deirdre opened her eyes, put on a coat, and walked toward the living room. There were two people


    there. One of them was Mrs. Cox, and the other was-vague as his features were-Hoyt.


    The young man seemed rather flustered to see her. Hanging his head, he greeted, ¡°G-G-Good


    morning, Miss McKinnon.¡±


    Deirdre stared at him absentmindedly and nodded. ¡°Mr. Leigh! Morning.¡±


    Mrs. Cox was wearing the widest grin she could muster. ¡°Looks like all of our main characters are here.


    Let¡¯s get the show on the road!¡±


    Deirdre was confused. ¡°Sorry, the what?¡±


    ¡°To the market, sweetie! Ours is a seaside town, and none of your cotton shirts right now can fight


    against the nipping sea breeze. That¡¯s why I asked Hoyt to bring you to the market today for some new


    clothes.¡±


    ¡°New clothes?¡¯ Deirdre pulled her coat tightly around her. ¡°I¡¯m good, Mrs. Cox. It can¡¯t be a short trip to


    the market, right? I would rather not impose on Mr. Leigh.¡±


    ¡°I-It¡¯s not a problem!¡± The young man sprung at herment as though he had been meaning to talk


    for a while and yet had not had the chance. ¡°It¡¯s g-getting colder tomorrow, so you need to buy some


    clothes. You w-won¡¯t be able to leave the house otherwise.¡±


    ¡°I know what you¡¯re wearing now is fine for now, but it won¡¯t help you tomorrow,¡± said Mrs. Cox. ¡°It¡¯s


    going to be below zero, missy! Freezing! If you catch a cold or get frostbite, there is no doctor around


    this part to help you! You¡¯ll only way is the market, and that¡¯s a whole other round-trip!¡±


    ¡°Huh¡­¡± Deirdre mused about it in her head and decided that they were right. Embarrassed, she said,


    Well, sorry to trouble you, Mr. Leigh.¡±


    The tips of Hoyt¡¯s ears turned red. ¡°N-Nothing at a-a-all!¡±


    Deirdre did a quick wash-up and got her hair up in a simple bun. She stepped outside the house and


    into


    the sun.


    The sweet morning rays bounced off her fair, radiant skin like an aureole. Her scars were healing too,


    and the beauty she had always been was inching closer to hatch.


    Hoyt pushed his bike, saw her, and immediately looked down. ¡°M-Miss McKinnon, there¡¯s no car, so¡­


    I¡¯m sorry. A bike is all we have here. B-But I¡¯ll be as slow and steady as I can, okay? And tell me if it


    gets too cold.¡±


    ¡°Sure thing.¡±


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    Deirdre climbed into the backseat gingerly. Hoyt set his foot on the pedal and began a slow ride to the


    market.


    The road was rather bumpy. Deirdre held onto his shirt, and as the bike trembled, she fell forward and


    leaned against his well-toned waist.


    Hoyt immediately fumbled his handle and caused the bike to shake even harder than the road would


    have made it. It took him a little too long to steady his bike again.


    Deirdre held her breath. ¡°What was that? Was the road that bumpy?¡±


    ¡°Mm¡­ Mm-hmm!¡± His answer was oddly muffled. ¡°A lot of rocks around here, Miss McKinnon. Hang


    tight.¡± ¡°Okay.¡±


    She moved both of her hands to his shirt, and Hoyt rode to the market with a face as red as a tomato.

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    Chapter 486 Hoyt Leigh¡¯s Ex-Girlfriend


    They finally reached their destination, though neither of them expected a crowd today. The ce was


    so jam-packed that they had to step down from the bike and finish the rest of the journey on foot.


    Hoyt could not stop repeating every once in a while, ¡°Please follow me, Miss McKinnon. Don¡¯t get lost


    in the crowd!¡±


    He kept reminding her enough that Deirdre could not stop teasing him. ¡°Heehee. I¡¯m an adult, you


    know. Not a kid?¡±


    Hoyt turned and caught her gentle smile, and his cheeks burned¡­ again. ¡°I¡­ I didn¡¯t mean I meant,


    you¡¯re not familiar with this ce, and your eyes aren¡¯t very good, so if you get lost, you won¡¯t know


    where


    to find me!¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s going to be fine. If I get lost, I¡¯ll just stand where I am. I know you¡¯ll locate me again until you find


    me.¡±


    ¡°T-True.¡± God, Hoyt felt like he was walking on air.


    He sped up his pace a little and led Deirdre to a shop. Parking his bike in its front, he said, ¡°Here you


    go. Check around and see if there¡¯s anything you like. Just pick it when you find something you want.¡±


    ¡°Okay.¡± Deirdre pushed open the door and scanned the blurry interior of the shop. She walked near the


    racks and carefully felt each clothing¡¯s fabric. All of them seemed sturdy enough to weather the cold.


    She was about to ask for the size when she heard a woman cry, ¡°Hoyt? It¡¯s really you!¡±


    She raised her head and saw a woman shoving her way through her. Deirdre¡¯s vision made discerning


    her features impossible, but she could tell the woman was wearing a lot of gilded jewelry. The light


    bouncing off the edges was practically blinding her.


    Hoyt¡¯s face paled. ¡°W-Why are you here?¡±


    ¡°Uh, to buy clothes? And what about you?¡± The woman turned to Deirdre and examined her. Her initial


    vignce phased into contempt. ¡°Oh my God. Your taste just keeps reaching for the bottom of the


    barrel after you left me. Now you¡¯re actually dating a woman with so many defects?¡±


    Hoyt¡¯s face turned red. He frowned. ¡°Don¡¯t say that about her!¡±


    ¡°Why can¡¯t I?¡± The woman snapped. ¡°Seriously? You¡¯re getting mad at me because I spoke the truth


    about your new girl? Jesus!¡±


    Hoyt was in no mood to quarrel. ¡°Come on, Miss McKinnon. Let¡¯s go somewhere else.¡±


    ¡°Hold it right there! Why are you avoiding me? After all these years, we finally met for the first time, and


    your response is to run? And I thought you were still mad at me, but it turns out you changed your heart


    and found yourself a new girl after all. God, it¡¯s almost as if you¡¯ve forgotten all about the promise you


    made! Remember that? You said I¡¯m the only girl you¡¯d ever love!¡±


    Hoyt was at his wit¡¯s end. ¡°Please, stop this. You ended up with someone else, okay? That promise is


    void.¡±


    ¡°Oh, I get it. You¡¯re sulking!¡± Sheughed. ¡°That¡¯s why you feel so bad about this. Gosh, Hoyt, I have


    been meaning to exin myself to you, okay? My parents forced me. I¡¯ve always loved you, but you¡¯re


    just¡­ poorer than us. You left me no choice, but things are different now. Come on, Hoyt. Let¡¯s get


    back together.¡±


    She shot a smug re at Deirdre, who remained silent. She could not see very well but knew what was


    ying out.


    Hoyt was stunned. ¡°B-But aren¡¯t you with Mr. Sach now?¡±


    The woman¡¯s eyes twinkled. ¡°Yes, but we haven¡¯t been speaking for a long time now. It¡¯s times like


    these that make me miss you. I miss the times when we were together. When you would treat me right.


    So, how about it? We¡¯ll put the past behind and start over again, okay?¡±


    Before Hoyt answered her, Deirdre suddenly spoke airily. ¡°Are you willing to be his wife?¡±


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    ¡°What the h*ll?¡± The woman¡¯s expression darkened, and hostility colored her tone. ¡°Excuse me, who


    are you supposed to be? Why are youmenting on our business?¡±


    Deirdre smiled. ¡°It¡¯s just a question for rification. I think Mr. Leight is thinking the same as well. You


    want to start over again with him, right? So, are you divorced?¡±

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    Chapter 487 That¡¯d Be Degrading to You


    The woman was doing a crappy job of hiding herck of confidence. ¡°We¡¯re not, like, speaking


    anymore!¡±


    ¡°But you didn¡¯t say the two of you are divorced, did you? Why wouldn¡¯t you answer the question?¡±


    The woman¡¯s indignance turned into rage. ¡°Who the f*ck are you? Why are you getting in between our


    business?¡±


    ¡°No, Miss McKinnon¡¯spletely right.¡± Hoyt suddenly spoke up. Frigidness had shadowed his face.¡±


    Selma, are you and Mr. Sach split?¡±


    Selma could not answer him. As her silence grew, Hoyt¡¯s cold suspicion turned into a scowl


    undergirded by quiet disappointment. ¡°Now, what? You just want to have it both ways, don¡¯t you? Make


    me your side- chick, or whatever the h*ll you call it?¡± 1


    ¡°I¡¯m not trying to make you a side-anything!¡±


    ¡°Then exin why you¡¯re asking us to start over when you¡¯re notpletely split from Mr. Sach!¡±


    ¡°I just want to be with you, okay?¡± Selma cried in frustration. Her eyes were red. ¡°Yes, we aren¡¯t


    divorced, so what? We were supposed to be together! The thing that stopped us was your poverty. My


    parents wouldn¡¯t let me marry you because you¡¯re poor, so we didn¡¯t!


    ¡°Do you really think I¡¯m happy to be some 50-year-old man¡¯s wife!? If only you could be an


    entrepreneur, industrialist, or¡­¡±


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    She burst into frantic tears. Hoyt¡¯s indignance and ire slowly subsided into helpless guilt. ¡°Look, I¡¯m


    sorry I wasn¡¯t a better man for you. But all that is in the past now, okay? The only thing we should do


    now is to look forward and move on.¡±


    ¡°You¡¯re asking me¡­ to move on? Why, because of her!?¡± She snapped, exasperated, and trained a


    finger at Deirdre. ¡°You¡¯re unbelievable! Did she charm you with voodoo, or are you that down-bad,


    huh? You¡¯re not honestly thinking I¡¯m anywhere lesser than her, are you!?¡±


    ¡°Enough, Selma!¡± Hoyt cast his eyes to the floor. ¡°You don¡¯t understand. I think¡­ I think we should


    never see each other again.¡±


    Selma showed no sign of backing down or disengaging. She was about to throw another tantrum when


    Deirdre suddenly broke her own silence. ¡°Excuse me, but where were you when Hoyt was kneeling


    outside your house that day and night?¡±


    The young woman froze.


    ¡°You must have been at home when it happened, right? Maybe even in the living room, watching him


    scraping his knees outside, waiting and waiting for you toe to see him. You saw him faint from


    fatigue and didn¡¯t even feel anything about it.


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    Then, when Hoyt finally gave up, you got to marry the wealthy man just as your parents wanted you to.


    In other words, you¡¯re the one who gave up on him, not the other way around. So, why are you


    pretending that he was the one who abandoned you?¡±


    Selma¡¯s expression darkened. ¡°The f*ck do you know!? If it weren¡¯t for-¡±


    ¡°For him being poor, you mean?¡± Deirdre cast her eyes low to the floor. ¡°I get it. His financial status isn¡¯t


    the best. But you know he has the capability to provide you a decent, happy life. It was your greed that


    killed this rtionship. Your insatiable greed. You¡¯re the one who wanted to be a rich man¡¯s wife, so


    don¡¯t me it on him at all.


    ¡°And now, you feel lonely and ignored. Suddenly, you want him to start an affair with you if it means


    someone will love you. Don¡¯t you see? You¡¯re degrading yourself. You¡¯re degrading the love between


    the two of you.¡±


    Selma¡¯s eyes were beet red. Livid, she raised her hand. ¡°How dare you, b*tch!?¡±


    Hoyt caught her wrist in mid-air.


    ¡°Hoyt?¡±


    He took a deep breath. ¡°Don¡¯t, Selma. Stop embarrassing yourself already.¡±


    ¡°What the hell are you saying?¡±


    ¡°Were you at home? That day when I was outside. Were you?¡±


    Selma¡¯s eyes shifted. ¡°I was locked inside.¡±


    ¡°But then again, while I was lying in the hospital for a week, you never came to see me.¡±


    ¡°I¡­I wanted to, okay? But¡­ But I¡­¡±


    She could not even finish her own sentence, so Hoyt said the quiet part aloud for her, ¡°You were afraid


    that I¡¯d hold onto you and tell you to stay with me? Afraid that I¡¯d hinder your life as a wealthy man¡¯s


    wife? Was that it?¡±


    Selma¡¯s silence was deafening.


    Weariness settled deep into Hoyt¡¯s bones. ¡°Selma, I know how much you went through when you were


    with me. For that, I¡¯m always thankful. I felt indebted and guilty to the young woman you used to be for


    falling short of your standards.


    ¡°If you¡¯reing to me for help, and it¡¯s something I can provide, then I¡¯ll do what I can. But you¡¯re


    asking me to rekindle our past rtionship¡­ Then, let¡¯s never see each other again.¡±

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    Chapter 488 We Need to Talk, Deirdre


    Hoyt¡¯s face was still tense by the time he walked out of the shop. Concerned, Deirdre asked, ¡°You


    alright?¡±


    He wiped some light sweat off his face and said bashfully, ¡°I¡¯m so sorry, Miss McKinnon. The point was


    to buy you some clothes, but I ended up dragging you into our drama and made you watch all that¡­


    embarrassing stinker.¡±


    ¡°Nonsense,¡± Deirdre replied reassuringly and gave him a small smile. ¡°There was nothing


    embarrassing about it. It¡¯s what rtionships are like, dramatic andplicated.¡±


    Just like her own. No one would have known the lengths she had gone through for a man-to be willingly


    used as an impostor for two years, be incarcerated, disfigured, blinded, and lose the child she so


    wanted to bring to the world.


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    Her rtionship story was the biggest stinker of them all.


    ¡°A word of advice, Mr. Leigh,¡± she said. ¡°Sometimes, ming yourself for everything that has happened


    only prevents you from moving on when you should.¡±


    Hoyt blushed and nodded. ¡°R-Right. You¡¯re right.¡±


    She smiled. ¡°Any other clothing shop I can go to?¡±


    ¡°Y-Yes! Of course! This whole street is lined up with clothing stores! I¡¯ll bring you to another one.¡±


    ¡°Alright!¡±


    Deirdre walked beside him until, suddenly, she felt someone watching her. She turned, but her


    recovering eyesight made it impossible to identify that onlooker.


    ¡°Miss McKinnon? What¡¯s wrong?¡±


    ¡°Nothing.¡± She smiled. It must be her oversensitivity acting up again.


    They entered a new store where she quickly found a suitable coat for herself. She took it to the counter


    and immediately tried to foot the bill.


    ¡°Er, don¡¯t you want to put it on first?¡± asked Hoyt.


    The saleswoman chimed in. ¡°Yeah, try it on! It¡¯s okay. We like people trying things out. Some of these


    clothes might look good on their own, but it takes putting them on to really see how well they match


    you!¡±


    Deirdre was hard-pressed to argue with the saleswoman, so sheplied. She took off her coat and


    passed it to Hoyt. Suddenly, she heard the chime hanging by the entrance ring.


    She froze. Her instinct told her that a man was standing two meters away from her. Then, a mechanical


    voice said, ¡°Come here, Deirdre.¡±


    The voice was so familiar that it seeped into her bones and made her quiver. The interior of the store


    was warm, yet she felt her limbs chilling exponentially. She saw apletely ck, humanoid shape in


    the distance, and all of her colors were drained out of her face. She shivered.


    Kyran showed no sign of anger at her reaction. He shot a hostile re at Hoyt before patiently typing


    again, ¡°Hey, over here.¡±


    He showed very good manners, yet she instinctively tugged on Hoyt¡¯s shirt and began to inch behind


    him. Kyran stepped forward. Before he could grab hold of her, Hoyt shielded the young woman


    and afraid the woman behind him was bolstered his mettle.


    ¡°G-Get a clue, m-m-mister! Miss McKinnon doesn¡¯t want to see you!¡±


    Kyran had to swallow the rage the young man had ignited, but he was very well near throwing a


    tantrum. His fury had been building up since he watched Deirdre and Hoyt walking side-by-side,


    laughing and chatting with this unforgivable hint of intimacy. He practically had to summon all of his


    patience to keep his snarling beast of a temper down.


    He looked at them calmly and continued to type, ¡°Please, Deirdre, be good ande over here. If you


    have any opinion or misunderstanding about me, just tell me so I can exin it all to you.¡±


    ¡®Misunderstanding, he said?¡¯ Deirdre clenched her fists and widened her eyes as hard as she could.


    She wanted to see him, but all she could see was a blurry, vague mien showing him to be a man.


    There was no other detail she could glean.


    She just¡­ could not unreservedly trust him anymore.


    She would not evene close to him.


    ¡°Deirdre, we should talk.¡±


    She shook her head at that soulless, mechanical voice. Her pale lips were trembling when she rejected


    him. ¡°T-There¡¯s nothing to talk about, so please g-g-go back to where you belong.¡±

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    Chapter 489 Stop This Charade Already!


    ¡°Deirdre.¡±


    Hoyt mustered his courage and interjected, ¡°Didn¡¯t you hear what thedy said? She wants you gone,


    mister!¡±


    A patina of steel seemed to form in Kyran¡¯s eyes. He typed, ¡°This is between Deirdre and me. Please


    don¡¯t meddle in our affairs.¡±


    He managed to put up the exterior of courtesy, but the re he wore betrayed an unyielding,


    domineering aura hellbent on making sure nobody could look him in the eyes.


    It was a lot for Hoyt-a country bumpkin with zero brush with the rich and powerful-to take. Any little


    confidence he had was imploding fast, yet he was stubbornly nailed to the floor between Deirdre and


    Kyran.


    ¡°A-A-All I know is that M-Miss McKinnon d-d-doesn¡¯t want to t-talk to you.¡±


    ¡°Ten minutes is all I need, so please step aside,¡± typed Kyran. He was furious. ¡°Move or be moved.¡±


    Deirdre acutely sensed esction and finally spoke up. ¡°What do you want, Kyran?¡±


    ¡°First, he should step out.¡±


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    Deirdre was familiar with the depth of his brutality and knew better than to drag Hoyt into this chaos.


    ¡°Mr. Leight, please step out of the store for now,¡± she said quietly.


    ¡°But Miss McKinnon!¡± he cried out hesitantly.


    ¡°It¡¯s going to be alright. You¡¯ll stay outside for me, okay? He¡¯s not¡­ He¡¯s not going to hurt me.¡±


    Hoyt knew he did not have much power or authority to stay. Gritting his teeth, he finally left.


    Deirdre waited for Hoyt to go, did her best to battle her fear, and gazed straight ahead at the man.


    ¡°What do you want now?¡±


    ¡°Nothing,¡± typed Kyran and gazed softly into her. ¡°I just want to be by your side, remember? I promised


    you that I¡¯d take you to Germia, and I¡¯ve been keeping those tickets with me this whole time.


    ¡°You want to touch them now? I even bought us a house. All it needs is you, pushing the door wide


    open, and it is ours forever. So why¡­ Why didn¡¯t you tell me you were okay when you survived? Or do


    you resent me because I didn¡¯te to save you first thing?¡±


    ¡°Shut up!¡± shouted Deirdre, sping her hands on her ears as hard as she could, shutting her eyes in a


    painful wince. ¡°Stop¡­ Stop all of this¡­ Bullsh*t pretension, stop it, Kyran!


    ¡°No, that¡¯s not your name. Your real name is Brendan Brighthall! How long do you want to fool me,


    Brendan? How much longer do you want this charade to go on?!¡±


    Kyran frowned.


    Den came just in time. ¡°Miss McKinnon! Did you just mistake Kyran for Brendan again? Kyran is


    Kyran. He¡¯s not Brendan!¡±


    Deirdreughed mirthlessly. ¡°Good timing, Mr. King! I was about to ask you. What¡¯s your deal with


    Brendan, huh?¡±


    When she heard no answer, she continued. ¡°The two of you have been ¡°brothers from another mother¡¯


    since you were kids, right? So why didn¡¯t you say that? You were in the same hospital as he was, so


    why didn¡¯t you check him out? When Kyran and Brendan had surgery on the same day, why didn¡¯t you


    show


    any reaction? What kind of ¡®best friend¡¯ would treat their friend like that, no matter how long time has


    passed? I don¡¯t believe it! What¡¯s your answer?!¡±


    Deirdre felt her heart bleeding. ¡°You don¡¯t even have to say a word because I know why. Kyran Reed¡­


    is Brendan Brighthall!¡± she snarled, enunciating every word as though she was pushing the sound off


    her locked jaw.


    ¡°You¡¯re his sidekick, a second lead in this sick reality show. They were the same person all along,


    which is why you never needed to check on him when he was sick or undergoing surgery. I was the


    only one who was in the dark this whole time! I have been the punchline this whole time!¡±


    ¡°Miss McKinnon!¡± Den took a deep breath. ¡°Look, I don¡¯t know who told you about my past with


    Brendan, but I admit, I should have exined it to you. I¡¯m sorry I hid it from you, and yes, we were


    friends. We used to be good friends, but that was before I returned to Eastgene.


    ¡°Not every friendshipsts forever, right? And ours crashed and burned about 6 or 7 years ago. His


    company improved, and the man himself became crueler and crueler. I couldn¡¯t stand how he


    conducted himself and his business anymore. That was especially since hispanies started working


    with my. brother more than he did with mine. In the end, we stopped talking and went our separate


    ways.¡±

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    Chapter 490 Do You Believe Me Now?


    Den chuckled self-deprecatingly. ¡°It was more than just ¡®not talking.¡¯ We give each other stink eyes


    when we see each other, too. So, why would I care about someone who hates my guts? Why would I


    eagerly visit him? Why would I even tell you we knew each other as if it was something I should be


    proud


    of?¡±


    Deirdre shook her head. She was not going to let herself be duped anymore.


    Kyran extended his hand toward her, and she pped it away. ¡°How about the fact that there isn¡¯t a


    guy called Kyran Reed in Room 1106? What about that?¡±


    Kyran stared at the hand she rejected, his expression darkening. He typed on his phone, and the


    mechanical voice said, ¡°Because I¡¯m trying to keep a low profile.¡±


    ¡°What?¡± She was perplexed.


    Den gave a mirthlessugh. ¡°It¡¯s because of me. My brother¡¯s an irritatingly exacting man. He makes


    sure I can never, ever surpass him in anything, so any cooperation or work I have with Kyran is done in


    secret.


    ¡°My brother doesn¡¯t even know Kyran has returned from Germia, so naturally, I am not going to let my


    brother catch on. That¡¯s why I had to register your name as the patient instead.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s lips trembled. ¡®Is that it?¡±


    Kyran stepped forward slowly, and she backed away as though she sensed it. ¡°Don¡¯t you get one step


    closer!¡±


    Her instinctive defensiveness made Kyran¡¯s face turn pale. Nevertheless, he ignored her and held her


    hand softly.


    Deirdre felt a wave of sentimentality gushing into her chest. She tried to struggle out of his hand,


    yelling, Don¡¯t touch me!¡±


    Kyran gently lifted her fingertip and let it graze his face. ¡°Deirdre, you want to know who I am, Touch


    me.¡±


    don¡¯t you?


    Deirdre widened her eyes. He was so close to her, yet it was as if she was peeking through a fog. She


    could not see. Her fingertip trembled.


    She shut her eyes and allowed herself to touch the man¡¯s features-his cheeks, nose, forehead¡­ The


    more she traced, the faster her heart raced in shock.


    ¡®Not Brendan. This is not Brendan¡¯s face¡­


    ¡®The features are wrong¡­ Or rather, they are of the wrong shapes and ces. They are just¡­ different


    from Brendan¡¯s.¡¯


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    A tear rolled down her cheek. ¡®So, he¡­ is not Brendan, after all.¡±


    She could not be sure of it. She had been losing so many nights of sleep just to ept this cruel reality,


    and now she had to brace another topsy-turvy twist again!?


    It was then that she heard the TV. ¡°Now breaking: Brendan Brighthall has returned to Neve by


    December 7thte evening and is now putting out a statement regarding his health. Here he is,


    speaking to us live.¡±


    There was amotion and then the sound of a reporter. ¡°Mr. Brighthall, why did you leave Neve to


    recover? What are yourments on the allegation of you avoiding someone?¡±


    ¡°When is the engagement party between Miss McKinsey and you?¡±


    ¡°There are rumors regarding how poor your health is. Are those rumors true? Is it true that you¡¯re


    basically holding yourself by a thread?¡±


    ¡°Mr. Brighthall, are we witnessing the fall of the Brighthall empire?¡±


    Their relentless questions suddenly ceased.


    The heavy footsteps-no doubt from the man of the hour-stopped, and Deirdre heard that dreaded voice


    she would avoid to the edge of the Earth. ¡°I¡¯ll address thest question about the Brighthall Group¡¯s


    future. only once. Rather than dreaming about the day it crumbles, I think you should wait for the sun to


    fall down on Earth. Would have made better live entertainment, too.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s expression froze. She turned mechanically to the saleswoman and asked, ¡°What date is


    today?¡±


    The saleswoman had be the unwitting witness to the entire ordeal, which gave her quite the fright.


    Still, she dutifully answered, ¡°December 7th?¡±


    This was a live broadcast, right? Unless Brendan could somehow make a copy of himself or


    something, how was he supposed to be here with her while simultaneously being there at Neve?


    ¡°Do you believe me now, Deirdre?¡± typed Kyran. ¡°Do you believe me when I tell you I¡¯m not the man


    you hate?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s eyes were wide. She thinned her lips. She could not say a word.

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    Chapter 491 I Can¡¯t Leave Him Alone


    Kyran looked at her gently. He pulled something that he had been holding dear for a long while from his


    pocket and handed it to Deirdre. Even though they were crumpled and unrecognizable, Deirdre knew


    the moment she held them in her hand that they were their air tickets to Germia, the tickets to her


    freedom.


    Tears began to stream down her cheek, and Kyran gently wiped them off her face. He typed on the


    phone, ¡°I¡¯ve been waiting for you to return so that I can fulfill my promise. Deirdre, I¡¯m d I found you,


    and I¡¯m d that you¡¯re still alive.¡±


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    Deirdre could sense his relief through the mechanical voice and words. However, before she could say


    anything, Kyran faltered and limped forward.


    ¡°Kyran!¡± She was shocked and hastily went forward to support him, but Kyran had be so much


    heavier that she could barely hold him.


    Deirdre squatted down and ced her hand on his forehead. When she realized that he had a fever,


    she eximed, her voice shaking, ¡°What happened? Why is he having a fever?¡±


    Den frowned and came forward to check on Kyran. ¡°He has passed out. Come, give him to me. I¡¯ll


    send him to the hospital.¡±


    He carried Kyran on his back after he finished speaking. He walked two steps forward and stopped in


    his tracks as he said, ¡°Miss McKinnon, Kyran has been in the car or at the police station since you


    disappeared. He hasn¡¯t had a good night¡¯s sleep since he didn¡¯t want to miss any news regarding you.


    He should be taking a rest right now, considering his body condition.


    ¡°You can doubt anything in this world, but one thing you should never doubt is his feelings for you.


    Think about it carefully, Miss McKinnon. Do you think the person you hate would sacrifice himself for


    you?¡±


    Deirdre did not know what to say. There was no way to prove what Charlene had said, so Kyran was


    not Brendan. However, she believed in Charlene¡¯s bullsh*t and gave much pain and torment to Kyran


    and herself.


    Her heart was filled with pain.


    Den turned around and said, ¡°The first thing Kyran did after he woke up was to look for you. If you


    trust me, thene with me. Otherwise, please don¡¯t appear in front of Kyran anymore. You¡¯ll cause


    him nothing but only pain. He has been hurt once. I don¡¯t want him to experience the same pain again.¡±


    1 Deirdre did not know what to say. However, she still followed her instinct and stepped forward.


    She followed after Den, and Hoyt came forward. He looked at Den and Kyran, who was


    unconscious, before saying, ¡°Miss McKinnon, what happened? Is everything alright?¡±


    Deirdre closed her eyes, and her fingers were still shaking. She couldn¡¯t imagine how dangerous it was


    for Kyran toe here and look for her after having his operation.


    ¡°Yeah, everything is alright,¡± she replied. ¡°Mr. Leigh, please go back without me. Help me inform Mrs.


    Cox that I have something else to do and will only return in another three days.¡±


    Hoyt was stunned. ¡°Are you leaving with them?¡± he asked.


    ¡°Kyran is sick.¡± Deirdre clenched her fists tightly. ¡°I hold part of the responsibility, so I can¡¯t just leave


    him alone.¡± 1


    Hoyt understood everything when he saw the anxiety on Deirdre¡¯s face. He knew no matter how


    unwilling he was, he had no right to change her mind.


    ¡°Then please stay safe, Miss McKinnon. Mrs. Cox and I will wait for you toe back.¡±


    ¡°Okay.¡±


    When Deirdre got into the car, Kyran was already lying in the back seat. She stretched her arm forward


    and ced her hand on his forehead. He was perspiring profusely, and his forehead was hot. When he


    felt her fingers, he nudged closer to her.


    ¡®He is in a lot of pain.¡±


    This was the first thought that came into Deirdre¡¯s mind. She felt like there were thousands of knives


    cutting through her heart. They sent Kyran to the hospital, and it took a long while before the doctor


    came


    out.


    ¡°The fever is caused by wound inmmation,¡± the doctor said with a frown. ¡°He has just gone through


    an operation. He should be resting on the bed. How could you let him go around as he wished?¡±

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    Den said, ¡°I¡¯m sorry. Something unexpected happened.¡±


    ¡°He didn¡¯t eat on time either, right?¡± The doctor sighed. ¡°The report shows that his digestive system is


    in disarray. We¡¯ve already tended to the inmed wound, and he¡¯s receiving IV drip treatment right now.


    You just need to ensure he won¡¯t get out of his bed and go everywhere anymore. Or else, with his


    current immunity level, he might be unable to handle it.¡±


    ¡°Okay, we¡¯ll take good care of him.¡±


    After the doctor went back inside, Den pulled his cigarette out of his pocket, but he resisted the urge


    to take it as he realized he was in the hospital now.


    He leaned on the wall, feeling the coldness from the hard surface seeping into him. ¡°Kyran had been


    eating cold lunch boxes for the past few days.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s pupils constricted.


    ¡°It was because he would put down his lunch and go to look for you whenever he received any news


    regarding your whereabouts. By the time he returned, his lunch boxes had turned cold. But he was


    worried that he might pass out and miss your information, so he always forced himself to eat those


    cold. lunch boxes.


    ¡°There is a possibility that the inmmation started yesterday, the day after yesterday, or on the day


    you went missing. I¡¯m his best buddy, yet he didn¡¯t tell me anything about it and put up with the pain.


    Maybe he was worried that I might send him to the hospital and he wouldn¡¯t be able to look for you


    anymore.


    ¡°Miss McKinnon, he¡¯s willing to give his everything, even his own life, for you. So, after learning all of


    this, do you still insist that he¡¯s Brendan?¡± said Den, his voice filled with disappointment.¡±


    Deirdre hugged her head in her hands, and her eyes were filled with tears. She was the same as well.


    She had also been greatly tormented as she escaped from the mountain that day.


    ¡°Mr. King, if there is anyone in this world I hate the most, that person must be Brendan.¡±


    ¡°I know.¡±


    Deirdre took a deep breath. ¡°He destroyed everything that I once held dear. I will never forgive him for


    the rest of my life. If Kyran is Brendan, I¡¯ll kill him.¡±


    Den turned his head and looked at her.


    ¡°But I¡¯m willing to believe that he is not,¡± said Deirdre, smiling bitterly. ¡°You¡¯re right. Brendan is different


    from Kyran. He¡¯d not do any of those for me, and he¡¯d never sacrifice himself in order to look for me.


    He¡¯s the coldest and cruelest man I¡¯ve ever seen. It¡¯s only now I realize how wrong I was. It was me


    who put Kyran through those bad things, and I¡¯m very sorry about it.¡±


    She wiped the tear off her face and said in a determined voice, ¡°So, from now onward, I¡¯ll never


    suspect him anymore. He¡¯s Kyran. He isn¡¯t somebody else.¡±


    Her heart was pumping rapidly. She was tired and did not want to constantly live in fear anymore.


    This time, she decided to believe in her own sixth sense. She decided to trust Kyran wasn¡¯t Brendan.


    ¡°Alright.¡± The doctor came out of the ward. ¡°His fever will go away after the treatment is done. You guys


    can go in now. Just call us if you need any assistance.¡±


    ¡°Thank you very much, doctor,¡± said Den.


    Deirdre rose to her feet and went into the ward in an animatronic stiffness. The smell of disinfectant


    stung her nose. The man was lying on the bed motionlessly as if he was in a deep sleep.


    There was a mixed feeling tugging in her heart. She felt disappointed in herself, but at the same time,


    she


    was relieved.


    She was disappointed in herself because she was the one who had caused his current condition. She


    was relieved because Kyran was sleeping in front of her right now. Maybe even she did not realize it,


    but she had already gotten used to Kyran¡¯spany.


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    Those days when she suspected his identity was the worst period she had ever had in her life.


    As soon as she sat down, Kyran¡¯s fingers trembled. He seemed to have a nightmare as he was


    struggling.


    Deirdre did not want him to injure himself, so she went forward and grabbed his hand. Kyran grabbed


    her back, coiling his fingers with hers as if he was asking her to stay.


    ¡°Kyran, stop it. You¡¯ll injure yourself,¡± Deirdre said with a frown. Even though Kyran couldn¡¯t hear her


    voice now, he stopped moving.

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    Den pushed the door, and the light in his eyes dimmed as he saw their interaction.


    No matter how calm he was right now, he did not have any mood for a joke right now. He handed a


    phone to Deirdre and said, ¡°Miss McKinnon, I believe this is yours.¡±


    Deirdre was stunned. She did not expect that she could still get her phone back.


    ¡°Where did you¡­¡±


    H


    ¡°We found it lying in a bush in the courtyard. It had shut down due to insufficient battery, but many


    phone calls came in after we recharged it.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s heart skipped a beat. She was certain that most calls came from Madame Russell and Tobey.


    After all, she rarely did not answer their calls for so many days or did not give them any calls.


    She took over her phone and pressed her lips tightly. ¡°Thank you very much, Mr. King.¡±


    Den offered her a wide grin and said, ¡°Don¡¯t mention it. I¡¯ll leave Kyran in your care then, Miss


    McKinnon. I¡¯m going back to the hotel to get some rest. I¡¯lle back again when he wakes up.¡±


    ¡°Okay.¡±


    After Den left, Deirdre decided to call Madame Russell to inform her that she was safe. Since she


    did not want to wake Kyran up, she gently and carefully took Kyran¡¯s hand away from her hand.


    Just as she rose up to her feet and was about to go out, Kyran grabbed her hand even tighter.


    ¡°Kyran?¡± Deirdre turned her head around and saw the mass of shadow on the bed, struggling to get up.


    ¡°He¡¯s awake?¡±


    Even though she was happy that Kyran had finallye around to his senses, she did not want him to


    injure himself, so she said, ¡°Let go of me, Kyran! You¡¯re going to injure yourself!¡±


    However, the man ignored her. As he coughed violently, his hands fumbled here and there for


    something.


    In the end, he got his phone and typed something on the phone, his eyes red. ¡°Are you leaving me


    again?


    ¡°Do you really hate me that much? Why can¡¯t you just stay with me for a while longer?


    ¡°Kyran¡­¡± Deirdre felt a pang in her heart. She shook her head and squinted to focus on Kyran. ¡°I¡¯m


    sorry for what happened this time. Mr. King told me a lot of things, and I¡¯ve already reflected on myself.


    Since I chose to believe in you, I won¡¯t suspect you anymore, so you can rest assured.¡±


    Kyran was stunned, and Deirdre hastily continued. ¡°I was just going out to make a call. You let go of me


    first. You¡¯re going to injure yourself.¡±


    ¡°Are you really not going to leave me?¡± typed Kyran.


    ¡°Yeah,¡± Deirdre replied gently in a serious manner.


    Kyran went silent. Just when Deirdre wondered what he was doing, he suddenly wrapped his arms


    around her and hugged her like he was hugging his whole world. ¡°You said it yourself. You mustn¡¯t go


    back on your word in the future.¡±


    ¡°Okay,¡± replied Deirdre. Feeling his shaking body and listening to his heartbeat, Deirdre couldn¡¯t help


    but recall the little bits and pieces since she met him, and her eyes were filled with tears.


    From the moment she met Kyran, he had been tolerating her suspicions and insecurities. He would


    exin to her patiently whenever she suspected his identity, but she still hurt him again and again.


    She did not think she deserved Kyran¡¯s love at all¡­


    After a long while, he released her. When Deirdre saw the blood on the bed, her heart skipped a beat.


    She pressed the nursing call bell. When a nurse came in, she said, ¡°Quickly, his hand is bleeding.¡±


    The nurse came over, and Kyran did not make a single sound throughout the entire process. He just


    stared at Deirdre fixedly, worried that she would disappear before his eyes again.


    When the nurse was tending to the bleeding, Deirdre¡¯s phone rang again. She said, ¡°You stay here and


    let the nurse tend to your wound. I¡¯m going to take a call, okay?¡±


    Kyran typed, ¡°Okay.¡±


    After she turned around, the nurse had finished her job. She switched the needle to another hand and


    said, ¡°Mr. Bright-¡±


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    Before she could finish her sentence, the man grabbed her by her neck, suffocating her.


    He looked at Deirdre and realized that she was standing by the door. She was holding her phone next


    to her ear, and it seemed like she was talking to someone.

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    The nurse was talking in a low voice, so there was a high chance that Deirdre had not heard her.


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    After ascertaining that Deirdre had not heard what the nurse had said, he released the nurse and said


    in a cold voice, ¡°If you don¡¯t watch your mouth again, I¡¯ll kill you.¡±


    The nurse¡¯s face turned as pale as a sheet of paper, and she hastily exined, ¡°I didn¡¯t do it on


    purpose. I thought-¡±


    ¡°Shut up!¡± His voice was hoarse due to his fever, but he could still strike fear into other people. His


    eyes. were filled with anger as he said, ¡°There is only Kyran in this world. Brendan doesn¡¯t exist


    anymore. You should count your luck that she didn¡¯t hear it this time. If you make the same mistake


    again, there will be serious consequences for you!¡± 1


    ¡°Yes, sir!¡±


    Outside of the ward, Deirdre walked to the side and answered the call.


    Tobey¡¯s voice rang out from the other side of the line. ¡°Deirdre, is that you?¡±


    ¡°Yes, it¡¯s me, Tobey.¡±


    Tobey only calmed down a little bit when he heard her voice. However, he soon frowned and asked,


    Where have you been for the past few days? Why didn¡¯t you answer our calls? If mypany¡¯s project


    hadn¡¯t held me up, I would¡¯ve headed there to look for you.¡±


    Deirdre did not know how she should tell Tobey about the recent series of events.


    ¡°I was sick, so I¡¯ve been resting on the bed for the past few days. I didn¡¯t know that my phone had run


    out of battery. I only realized that you guys had called me several times after Mr. King helped me to


    charge. my phone.¡±


    ¡°You¡¯re sick? Are you okay now?¡±


    Deirdre smiled and said, ¡°Yeah, I¡¯ve recovered. That¡¯s why I can answer your call now.¡±


    ¡°That¡¯s great then,¡± said Tobey. ¡°Make sure you have your phone with you the whole time. You should


    know that there are a lot of people who care about you.¡±


    Deirdre felt a surge of warmth in her heart and nodded. However, she soon realized that Tobey was not


    in front of her right now, so she chuckled and replied, ¡°Sure. I promise you that the same thing won¡¯t


    happen again.¡±


    ¡°Alright. Remember to call my momter. She has been worried sick about you. I told her that your


    phone has broken down, so you couldn¡¯t answer her calls.¡±


    ¡°Okay.¡±


    After she hung up the call, she made a call to Madame Russell before returning to the ward. However,


    as soon as she stepped into the ward, she felt something was off. She did not know why, but she felt a


    chill down her spine. The atmosphere in the room somewhat became a lot tenser.


    She froze for a moment before asking, ¡°What happened?¡±


    ¡°Nothing,¡± typed Kyran as he smiled gently at Deirdre. Gone was the cold and harsh-sounding man. He


    typed on the phone and asked, ¡°Have you finished the call?¡±


    ¡°Yeah, I called Tobey and Madame Russell to tell them not to worry about me,¡± she replied. After that,


    she


    turned to the nurse and asked, ¡°How is he now?¡±


    The nurse forced herself to calm down and replied, ¡°The needle tip was crooked. Mr. Reed just needs


    to be more careful not to do that again. Otherwise, there¡¯s no ce to put the needle.¡±


    Deirdre frowned after listening to the nurse¡¯s exnation. ¡°Okay. Thank you very much.¡±


    After the nurse went out of the ward, she said, ¡°Did you hear that? Don¡¯t do that ever again.¡±


    Ayer of mist covered Kyran¡¯s eyes, rendering Deirdre unable to see through his emotions. ¡°I thought


    your were leaving me to go to that man and nevere back.¡±


    ¡°That man?¡±


    ¡°The man who stood up for you at the clothing store earlier.¡±


    ¡°You¡¯re talking about Mr. Leigh?¡± Deirdre said, ¡°He¡¯s just a nice guy who likes to help other people.¡±


    Kyran let out a self-deprecating smile and typed, ¡°Only a man would know what the other men are


    thinking. He likes you.¡±


    Kyran seemed very confident, so Deirdre was stunned. Before she could say anything, Kyran pressed


    on.¡± What about you? Do you like him? If I wasn¡¯t hurt, would you have gone with him and left me


    behind without hesitation?¡±


    Deirdre did not know what to say. It seemed to her that he still did not believe her when she said she


    would not leave him anymore. She fell silent for a few minutes before saying, ¡°The reason I¡¯ve been


    hiding by Mr. Leigh¡¯s house is that I thought you were Brendan.¡±

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    Kyran was stunned. He clenched his fists in secret. His heart began to pick up its pace, but then the


    stinging pain on the back of his palm calmed him down. He typed on his phone and asked, ¡°What about


    now?¡±


    Deirdre lowered her head. ¡°I already know that you¡¯re not Brendan, and I¡¯ve made up my mind,¡± she


    said. ¡± I shouldn¡¯t have suspected your identity just because someone told me that you¡¯re not Kyran.


    After all, we¡¯re a couple, and I should have faith in you.¡±


    ¡°Yeah,¡± Kyran replied bitterly. ¡°Deirdre, I¡¯ll never be the person you talk about. I¡¯m Kyran, your Kyran.¡±


    ¡°My Kyran?¡± Deirdre lowered her head. It seemed to her that Kyran was really good with lovers¡¯ prattle,


    and she felt a bit embarrassed.


    Kyran put his hand on hers and asked, ¡°Deirdre, do you hate that guy very much?¡±


    Deirdre froze. Then, pain and suffering entered her eyes. It took her a few moments to calm herself


    down and take a deep breath. ¡°Yes. I hate him. His existence is a nightmare for me. He destroyed


    everything I once held dear, so¡­ I won¡¯t forgive him for the rest of my life.¡±


    Kyran felt hurt, as if someone had stabbed him in his heart after listening to Deirdre. He gazed deeply


    at the woman in front of him and typed, ¡°Don¡¯t worry, Deirdre. You won¡¯t be able to see him again for


    the rest of your life.¡±


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    ¡®For the rest of my life?¡¯


    Deirdre was stunned. She did not know what made Kyran say that, so she asked, ¡°But how?¡±


    ¡°Have you already forgotten? We¡¯re going to Germia. That man is here in Neve. There¡¯s no way he¡¯ll


    leave the Brighthall Group behind ande to look for you in Germia, right?¡±


    ¡°You¡¯re right,¡± replied Deirdre.


    Kyran was right. Brendan was in Neve. As long as she went to Germia, she would not run into Brendan


    anymore.


    She sat on the chair. The patch of blood on the nket seemed to be erging indefinitely in her blurry


    vision. Deirdre¡¯s heart skipped a beat as she asked, ¡°Does it hurt?¡±


    Kyran had long forgotten the feeling of pain. When he heard her question, he typed, ¡°I just didn¡¯t want


    you to go.¡±


    She recalled how the man gripped her hand tightly when he woke up. He refused to loosen his grip


    even though he was coughing and trembling. At that time, she was certain that the pain on the back of


    his hand was much worse than a razor de.


    Deirdre couldn¡¯t help herself and said, ¡°Please don¡¯t do that again, Kyran.


    ¡°You didn¡¯t tell Mr. King when your wound became inmed, you ate cold lunch boxes, and you


    crooked the needle inside you just now. You have poor health, and if you don¡¯t stop doing this, I¡¯m


    afraid you¡¯ll copse before you go to Germia.¡±


    Kyran smiled and replied, ¡°Okay, I¡¯ll take care of myself for you, Miss McKinnon. I¡¯ll promise you that I


    won¡¯t die before you and make you a widow.¡±


    ¡®A widow?¡¯


    Deirdre¡¯s face turned red. ¡°I¡­ I haven¡¯t agreed to marry you yet.¡±


    Kyran leaned closer. His body was cold, and his lips were parched. However, his movement was gentle


    when he kissed her.


    Deirdre closed her eyes and received the kiss. She was certain that no other man would be gentler


    than Kyran.


    Brendan would never do this to her, and he would never treat her like she was his whole world.


    After everything had settled down, Kyran rested on the bed for a long while.


    Deirdre stayed with him in the ward.


    The next morning, Deirdre said, ¡°I need to go back to the vige for a while.¡±


    ¡°Why? Did you leave something there?¡±


    Deirdre shook her head. ¡°Mrs. Cox took me in and helped me a lot after I escaped from the mountain. I


    should go back there and say thank you to her and Mr. Leigh.¡±


    Kyran frowned when she mentioned Hoyt.

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    Deirdre sensed changes in his emotions and said, ¡°Mr. Leigh is just a good friend of mine. He¡¯s a good


    man.¡±


    ¡°I know.¡± Kyran forced down his jealousy and guard against Hoyt. ¡°That¡¯s why I want to go with you,¡± he


    typed.


    ¡°You want toe with me?¡±


    ¡°Yeah. They took care of you when you were in trouble. By right, I should buy some gifts and thank


    them personally.¡±


    Even though she felt what Kyran said made sense, she was worried about his wound. She asked with


    a frown, ¡°But you-¡±


    ¡°I feel a lot better after the IV drip treatment, I believe that my fever will go down soon. Besides,


    moderate exercise is good for the body too.¡±


    Since he insisted oning with her, Deirdre had no choice but to nod. ¡°Alright, you cane with


    me. But remember to let me know if you¡¯re feeling ufortable.¡±


    ¡°Okay.¡±


    Kyran changed into his clothes, and they left the hospital together Before they headed to the vige,


    they went to a store to buy some gifts and filled the back of the seat to the brim.


    Their first stop was Mrs. Cox¡¯s house. When they stopped the car, Mrs. Cox was doing some work


    outside. of her house. When she heard the noise, she turned her head around and saw Deirdre getting


    out of the


    car


    Deirdre still hadn¡¯t regained her eyesight, so she moved carefully. There was a tall and handsome man


    standing next to her. He held her hand gently to help her get out of the car, and his gaze did not leave


    Deirdre.


    Mrs. Cox put down the stuff in her hand and walked forward. ¡°Deirdre.¡±


    Deirdre smiled and replied, ¡°Mrs. Cox.¡±


    Mrs. Cox grinned and took another look at Kyran. The man in front of her had a regal air about him,


    and it was only now she understood why she felt that Deirdre was different from people like her from


    the first time she saw her.


    ¡°Is he your boyfriend?¡±


    Deirdre nodded embarrassingly.


    Kyran typed, ¡°Hi, I¡¯m Kyran.¡±


    ¡°Something happened to his voice, so he can¡¯t speak,¡± exined Deirdre.


    Mrs. Cox was surprised. She did not believe that a wonderful man like Kyran was mute.


    ¡°What a shame.¡±


    Kyran offered her a smile and took some stuff out of the trunk of the car.


    ¡°These are all for you, Mrs. Cox. Thank you for taking care of Deirdre for the past few days. Without


    you, we might not have been able to find her so quickly.¡±


    Mrs. Cox nced across the stuff. All of them were expensive gifts, and she waved her hand. ¡°No, no,


    no!


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    This is too much. I didn¡¯t do anything at all. You guys can take these gifts back and enjoy them


    yourselves.¡±


    ¡°Please take these gifts, Mrs. Cox,¡± said Deirdre. ¡°If I hadn¡¯t run into you on the mountain that day, I


    wouldn¡¯t be standing here talking to you now. You¡¯ve been taking great care of me for the past few


    days, so you definitely deserve these gifts.¡±


    Mrs. Cox had no other choice but to receive the gifts. When Kyran was taking the gifts into her house,


    she went closer to Deirdre and said, ¡°Your boyfriend seems like a good man. I can see that he likes you


    very much. How did you guys get into a fight?¡±


    ¡°We just had a small misunderstanding,¡± Deirdre replied with a smile when she recalled the things that


    had happened during those days.


    ¡°Misunderstanding?¡±


    ¡°Yeah. I thought he did some bad things, so I wanted to run away from him. But it turns out that I¡¯ve


    misunderstood him.¡±


    ¡°I see¡­¡± replied Mrs. Cox. Then, she smiled, ¡°Well, it¡¯s great that you guys managed to solve your


    misunderstanding in the end. I always saw you waking up with your eyes red when you were staying


    here. I was worried about you, but I didn¡¯t say anything as I didn¡¯t want you to think of those bad things.


    I just hoped you could forget it early and start over. I even tried to match you up with Hoyt.¡±


    At this point, Mrs. Cox realized how ridiculous she was.


    ¡°You already have a wonderful man like Mr. Reed as your boyfriend. You won¡¯t be interested in a


    famous celebrity, let alone Hoyt.¡±

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    Mrs. Cox was not belittling Hoyt. It was just that there was such a big gap between Kyran and Hoyt.


    She had seen a lot of men in her life, and none of them was better than Kyran.


    Deirdre chuckled and lowered her head. ¡°But I¡¯m sure Mr. Leigh is treating me as one of his friends.¡±


    ¡°Really? I don¡¯t think so,¡± said Mrs. Cox. ¡°You didn¡¯te back with Hoyt yesterday, so I asked him


    where you had been. He was kind of dejected while exining the whole story to me. He looked very


    sad, and I¡¯ve never seen that kind of expression on his face before.¡±


    Deirdre was stunned, but before Mrs. Cox could say anything further, Kyran returned.


    She stopped saying anything and changed to another topic. ¡°Why don¡¯t you two stay for a meal? I¡¯ll go


    prepare some food for you.¡±


    ¡°Okay, but Kyran and I still have to go somewhere else.¡±


    ¡°Where are you going?¡±


    ¡°We¡¯re going to Mr. Leigh¡¯s house.¡±


    ¡°I see,¡± replied Mrs. Cox. ¡°Well, he has helped you a lot as well, so you should go and say thank you to


    him. Alright then. I¡¯ll be waiting here for you toe back then.¡±


    ¡°Okay.¡±


    They went back into the car, and Kyran started the engine. None of them talked to each other as they


    headed to the vige head¡¯s house.


    As Deirdre was about to get out of the car, she realized that the door was locked.


    She looked at Kyran and saw him typing on the phone. ¡°Are you going tofort that guy? After all, he


    seems sad, ording to Mrs. Cox.¡±


    It seemed to Deirdre that Kyran had been there when Mrs. Cox and she were talking. He had listened


    to their conversation. That¡¯s why he remained silent throughout the whole journey ofing to the


    Leighs¡¯ house. He was being jealous.


    She chuckled and said, ¡°Mrs. Cox was just assuming. I think Mr. Leigh is sad because he ran into his


    ex- girlfriend yesterday. It isn¡¯t because of me.¡±


    ¡°What if it¡¯s because of you?¡±


    Deirdre fell silent for a moment and replied, ¡°Since he didn¡¯t confess to me, it isn¡¯t appropriate for me to


    avoid him. By right, I should express my gratitude to him since he has helped me a lot.¡±


    Kyran paused for two seconds before typing helplessly. ¡°Alright then.¡±


    Deirdre coiled her arm around Kyran¡¯s and said with a smile on her face, ¡°Hurry up and open the door


    then. I¡¯m not going out anywhere with Mr. Leigh. We¡¯re just going to talk for a while in front of you. You


    don¡¯t have to worry about anything.¡±


    Left with no other choice, Kyran got out of the car first and helped Deirdre get out of the car.


    When Madame Leigh came out with a bowl of water in her hand, she saw the luxury car in front of the


    gate. She was stunned for a moment, and it took her a while toe around to her senses after seeing


    Kyran and Deirdre.


    She turned toward the house and shouted, ¡°Honey,e out here!¡±


    After that, she turned her head around to look at Deirdre, and understanding soon dawned upon her as


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    The vige head came over with a cigarette sped between his lips. He was not surprised when he


    saw Kyran. ¡°What brought you here today, Mr. Reed?¡±


    Kyran typed on the phone, ¡°We¡¯re here to thank you for your help in the past few days.¡±


    He looked at Deirdre, and the vige head was stunned. ¡°Well, we¡¯re happy that you finally found her.¡±


    Madame Leigh said something to the vige head, and he said, ¡°Oh my! Let¡¯s go in and have a seat.


    It¡¯s cold out here.¡±


    ¡°That¡¯s not necessary,¡± typed Kyran. ¡°I just came here to thank you. Besides, is your son here?¡±


    ¡°My son? Yeah, he¡¯s in his room right now.¡±


    Kyran¡¯s heart was filled with jealousy, but he forced it down and said, ¡°Can you ask him toe out for


    a while?¡±


    ¡°Okay.¡±


    Madame Leigh hastily went in to call her son. After a while, Hoyt came out. He was wearing a jacket


    and looked dejected. When he saw Deirdre, his eyes glowed up. ¡°Miss McKinnon?¡±


    In the next second, he received an indifferent and cold gaze from Kyran.


    Deirdre looked at him with a smile and greeted him. ¡°Mr. Leigh.¡±


    Hoyt froze. It seemed to him that they had reconciled.

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    ¡°Miss McKinnon¡­¡± He pressed down the bitterness in his heart and forced a smile on his face. ¡°What


    brought you here today?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m here to thank you. When I was injured, if it hadn¡¯t been for you riding your bike to the market every


    day and buying me medicine, my hands wouldn¡¯t have recovered so soon.¡±


    Deirdre looked at Kyran. After receiving her signal, Kyran went to the car and took some gifts from the


    trunk.


    The vige head took them over and said embarrassingly, ¡°I¡­ I didn¡¯t do much. It¡¯s a bit inappropriate


    for me to receive the gifts.¡±


    ¡°Well, although you didn¡¯t do much, your son has provided us with a lot of help,¡± typed Kyran with a


    fake smile tugging at the corner of his lips.


    Even though he did not mention it explicitly, Hoyt knew what he was implying and lowered his head.


    Deirdre sensed his hostility and cleared her throat. ¡°Mr. Leigh, can I have a minute with you?¡±


    Hoyt walked over to the side. Just when Deirdre followed after him, Kyran grabbed her hand.


    ¡°I¡¯ll be back soon.¡± Deirdreforted him.


    He let go of her hand but leaned closer andnded a light kiss on the corner of her lips as if he was


    telling Hoyt that he was her boyfriend.


    Hoyt was overwhelmed with sadness, but there was nothing he could do other than ignore it.


    When Deirdre walked over, he forced a smile on his face and said, ¡°Congrattions, Miss McKinnon.


    Mr. Reed is such a wonderful man. I¡¯m sure you two will have a happy life in the future.¡±


    ¡°Thank you,¡± Deirdre replied gently.


    This was the first time Hoyt saw Deirdre smile genuinely. In the past few days, her smile seemed fake


    and forced. It seemed to him that she had found the man that she loved in her life, and he was happy


    for her.


    With that thought in his mind, he asked, ¡°Are you leaving this vige, Miss McKinnon?¡±


    ¡°Yeah.¡± Deirdre was surprised at Hoyt¡¯s sixth sense. ¡°I¡¯ll be going to Germia soon. We might not be able


    to see each other anymore, so I¡¯m here to say goodbye to you. Thank you for taking care of me for the


    past few days.¡±


    Even though Hoyt did not want her to go to Germia, he did not show it on his face. ¡°Don¡¯t mention it.


    Anyway, since you¡¯re going to Germia, please take care of yourself, Miss McKinnon. Remember to


    come back here and visit me if you have the chance.¡±


    ¡°Okay.¡±


    Kyran had been keeping an eye on Deirdre and Hoyt throughout their conversation. When he saw that


    they were almost done with their conversation, he pulled a bank card out of his pocket and handed it to


    the vige head.


    ¡°The password is 000000. There are 72,000 dors in it.¡±


    ¡°What do you mean by this, Mr. Reed?¡± asked the vige head. He did not know whether or not he


    should take the card.


    ¡°Just take it,¡± typed Kyran, ¡°This is what I promised to give you after you helped me to find Deirdre. You


    can use the money to find a house and a girlfriend for your son. Try to get him married and have a


    grandchild within a year.¡±


    He needed to get rid of this threat within a year.


    The vige head had no other choice but to ept the card. He had a feeling that this was yet another


    mission given to him by Kyran.


    Before he could ask anything, Kyran had already walked over to Deirdre. ¡°Are you done?¡±


    ¡°Yeah.¡± Deirdre waved her hand at Hoyt and said, ¡°Mr. Leigh, we¡¯ll be leaving now.¡±


    ¡°Okay. See you again, Miss McKinnon and Mr. Reed.¡±


    Both of them got into their car and left. A bitter smile appeared on Hoyt¡¯s face as he turned around.


    Just as he was going back to his house, his mother said, ¡°I thought Mr. Reed could talk? Did I


    remember it wrongly?¡±


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    Hoyt stopped in his tracks.


    The vige head also chimed in and said, ¡°Yeah, I don¡¯t know why he¡¯s typing on his phone this time.


    Although he didn¡¯t speak much thest time, I heard his voicest time. This is weird.¡±


    ¡°Could it be that something happened to his vocal cords? That¡¯s why he can¡¯t speak now? But it


    doesn¡¯t seem to me that he¡¯s sick.¡±

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    Madame Leigh felt it strange as well.


    ¡°Are you sure about that?¡± Hoyt asked, ¡°Mr. Reed was using his phone to talk yesterday. He¡¯s mute,


    right?¡±


    ¡°I don¡¯t think so.¡± The vige head frowned. ¡°I¡¯ve heard his voice with my own ears. He was very cold


    and indifferent toward us. Whenever he opened his mouth, he would only be asking about Miss


    McKinnon¡¯s whereabouts. That¡¯s why I remember him so clearly.¡±


    ¡°Me too,¡± said Madame Leigh. ¡°He was talking to Mr. King that day, and I didn¡¯t see him using any


    phone


    at all.¡±


    Hoyt was stunned. If that were the case, why was he using his phone when talking to Deirdre?


    Also, if Kyran was not mute, wouldn¡¯t he feel inconvenienced talking to Deirdre using the phone? Or


    was he doing it on purpose? Was he hiding something from her?


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    Hoyt frowned and fell into deep thought.


    The vige head shrugged and said, ¡°Maybe he isn¡¯t feeling well. Or he just doesn¡¯t feel like using his


    voice today. It is none of our business anyway Let¡¯s go inside. The weather is getting colder, and it


    seems to me that it¡¯s going to rain soon.¡±


    ¡°Hoyt, go bring inside the clothes from the courtyard. I¡¯m going to get some vegetables from the farm


    for our dinner.¡±


    Hoyt pressed down the suspicions in his heart and nodded. ¡°Okay¡±


    A second earlier, it was a clear blue sky, but in the next second, the sky turned ck, and it started to


    rain


    heavily after Deirdre and Kyran spent some time in Mrs. Cox¡¯s house enjoying her cooking.


    Mrs. Cox hastily closed the window and said, ¡°What happened today? It rained so heavily out of the


    blue. Luckily I¡¯ve already brought in all of my clothes. By the way, are you guys still going back? It¡¯s


    dangerous to drive on such a rainy day. Why don¡¯t you stay for a night?¡±


    Mrs. Cox was right. The vige was in a remote area, and most parts of the road were muddy and not


    asphalted. There was a mountain next to the road, so it was indeed dangerous to travel in the drizzle.


    Listening to the thunder, Deirdre frowned and said, ¡°Yeah. It¡¯s really dangerous.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s decided then. I¡¯ll go get the bed ready for you two,¡± Mrs. Cox said as she went to get the nket


    and pillow from the cupboard.


    Suddenly, Deirdre realized something. There were only two rooms in this house, and each room had


    only one bed.


    Mrs. Cox slept in one room, so it meant that¡­


    Her cheeks instantly turned red with embarrassment. Although they had been sleeping in the same


    room while Kyran was in the hospital, things were different at that time. They were in a hospital, so they


    wouldn¡¯t think of anything else. Besides, they were sleeping on two different beds.


    ¡°What¡¯s the matter?¡± Kyran asked with his phone when he realized something was wrong with Deirdre.


    Deirdre shook her head. ¡°N-Nothing.¡±


    ¡°Are you sure?¡± He caressed her cheek with his finger. ¡°Are you not feeling well? Why is your face so


    red?¡±


    Deirdre was stunned and sprang up from her chair when Kyran¡¯s finger touched her cheek.


    ¡°Deirdre?¡± asked Kyran.


    ¡°I¡¯m going to wash my face.¡±


    Deirdre calmed her head down with a bucket of cold water. Kyran did not care about it, yet there she


    was, acting all flustered. She was certain that Kyran wouldugh at her if he learned of her thoughts.


    ¡®We¡¯re just going to sleep for a night. It¡¯s not that we¡¯re going to do anything.¡¯


    She calmed herself down. When she came out of the kitchen, Mrs. Cox had already gotten the bed


    ready.


    Deirdre and Kyran went over. At that moment, Kyran noticed there was only one bed. Not only that, but


    the bed was small. It went without saying that it was not a problem if Deirdre was sleeping alone, but


    things would be different if he was going to sleep with her on this bed.


    Suddenly, Kyran understood why Deirdre¡¯s face had turned red earlier. Even he would feel


    embarrassed when he realized that he was going to sleep side by side on the same bed with Deirdre.


    It had been a long time since he had slept on the same bed with Deirdre. He did not know if he could


    hold himself back or not.

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    Although it was tough, Kyran had been refraining from thinking about those things and keeping his


    distance from Deirdre the whole time.


    Now that he thought he was going to sleep with Deirdre on the bed, his heart raced into a gallop, and


    he gulped hard.


    ¡°Can I sleep on the floor?¡± he typed on his phone.


    ¡°Sleep on the floor?¡± Mrs. Cox was stunned. ¡°It¡¯s humid here, not to mention it¡¯s raining now. As such, I


    don¡¯t think you can sleep on the floor. I can assure you that the mattress and nket will be wet in


    just half an hour.¡±


    Kyran frowned.


    Mrs. Cox wondered and asked, ¡°Aren¡¯t you two a couple? Why does it seem to me that you guys are


    embarrassed to be in the same bed?¡±


    Deirdre froze. Even though she also felt it was inconvenient for them to sleep in the same bed, she felt


    differently when Kyran asked to sleep on the floor.


    ¡®Does he not like being close to me?¡±


    ¡°Yes, we¡¯re a couple, but we haven¡¯t married yet, so it¡¯s inappropriate for us to sleep on the same bed,¡±


    Kyran replied matter-of-factly.


    ¡°Well, you do have a point,¡± replied Mrs. Cox. ¡°I should¡¯ve thought of it earlier, but still, you can¡¯t sleep


    on the floor, and I don¡¯t have another bed for you either.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯ll sleep in the living room then. We can put the tables together to be my bed. It¡¯s just one night.


    I¡¯m sure I¡¯ll be fine,¡± replied Kyran.


    ¡°But¡­¡± Mrs. Cox frowned. ¡°The living room is facing the door directly. It¡¯ll get very cold when the wind


    blows in.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s okay,¡± replied Kyran. ¡°I¡¯ve already made up my mind. Let¡¯s do that.¡±


    After he finished typing, he went to help Mrs. Cox put the dining table with another table together to


    form a makeshift bed.


    While Mrs. Cox was putting the mattress and nket on the table, Deirdre stood at the side and


    clenched her fists tightly. She raised her head and asked, ¡°Are you sure you¡¯re fine sleeping in the


    living room, Kyran? You haven¡¯t fully recovered yet. Why don¡¯t you sleep in the room? I¡¯ll sleep here.¡±


    Kyran nced at her. He forced down the urge to touch her and replied with the phone, ¡°Yeah. I¡¯ll be


    fine. Although it¡¯s cold here, I can handle it. Besides, it¡¯s just one night only. You should probably go to


    rest now.¡±


    He took off his jacket andy down.


    Deirdre had no other choice but to return to her room.


    When Mrs. Cox went to bring a pillow, she said, ¡°Mr. Reed is such a good man. He¡¯spletely


    different from other men. They just want to stay with their girlfriends the whole time and take advantage


    of them. However, he¡¯s willing to brace the cold to keep your chastity. Deirdre, it seems to me that he


    really likes you very much.¡±


    Deirdre replied with a smile, but her heart began to sink.


    Did he respect her, or was he keeping his distance from her?


    Deirdre couldn¡¯t help but raise her hand and touch the scars on her face. She could barely feel them


    now since most of them were almost gone. However, she couldn¡¯t see clearly right now, so she did not


    know


    what she looked like.


    She did not doubt Kyran¡¯s feelings for her. It was just that she wondered whether her ugly face was the


    reason he was not interested in having any close contact with her.


    Shey on the bed, drove those thoughts away, and closed her eyes.


    She did not know how long it had been, but the howling wind awakened her.


    When she opened her eyes, she saw nothing but darkness.


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    Just when she was about to get back to sleep, she heard someone coughing and opened her eyes


    again. Mrs. Cox¡¯s room was far from hers, so it could only be Kyran.


    Deirdre put on a jacket and went down from the bed. She opened the door and was greeted by a cold


    st that made her shiver.


    ¡®It¡¯s cold.¡¯


    In the next second, she heard coughing from the corner.


    ¡°Kyran?¡±


    The man was stunned for a moment, and then he scrambled around for his phone. ¡°I¡¯m sorry. Did I


    wake you up?¡±


    Deirdre asked, ¡°Are you coughing?¡±


    ¡°Yeah, I¡¯m having some difort in my throat,¡± said Kyran. ¡°But it didn¡¯t start today. It started a long,


    time ago.¡±

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    ¡°When do you mean a long time ago? I spent a whole day with you, yet why


    haven¡¯t I heard you coughing


    so profusely?¡± Deirdre felt her heart racing, and she took a deep breath before she said, ¡°Kyran, you¡¯re


    not well. No one will me you, so just sleep with me on


    the same bed. You¡¯d rather ruin your health than share


    a bed with me? Are you scared that I might do something bad to you?¡±


    Kyran was stunned. He furrowed his eyebrows and thought, ¡®Why would she think like


    this? It¡¯s obviously my problem¡­ It¡¯s me who is scared that I can¡¯t control myself¡­¡®


    ¡°You¡¯ve misunderstood, Deirdre. I just think it¡¯s inappropriate because we¡¯re not married yet


    ¡±


    ¡°Excuses.¡±


    Deirdre felt powerless. She was already trembling in the cold just by


    standing at the door, so she found it unimaginable that Kyran could stay here for more than a few hours


    .


    She walked over and stretched out her hand to feel the nket. She could not feel any


    warmth, just as expected.


    ¡°Give me your hand.¡±


    ¡°Deirdre.¡±


    Deirdre kept her head lowered and refused to ept his objection. ¡°Give me your hand.¡±


    He stretched out his hand, and Deirdre felt her heart racing as she held his hand.


    ¡®Is this a hand? More like an ice cube!¡®


    She did not make a sound but removed her jacket, flipped the nket, and squeezed


    herself next to him.


    Kyran tried to stop her and spent a long time typing. ¡°Stop fooling around. It¡¯s cold here. Go back to the


    room quickly!¡±


    Deirdre shut her eyes. ¡°It¡¯s you who is fooling around. You can return to the room with me, or


    we can spend the night like this.¡±


    Naturally, Kyran would not allow Deirdre to stay in the living room. He grabbed the jacket and wrapped i


    t tightly around her before he scooped her into his arms and went into the


    room.


    The air smelled like Deirdre in the room. The room was narrow, but the bed was even smaller. Kyran fel


    t his chest burning with desire as he ced her on the bed.


    Noticing that he was about to leave, Deirdre clutched the hem of his shirt. ¡°Don¡¯t go.¡±


    The faint scent the woman¡¯s body emitted and her warmth made him yearn for her. Kyran


    clenched his jaw tightly to calm himself. ¡°Deirdre, stop fooling around. None of us will get any sleep if y


    ou keep this on.¡±


    ¡°We won¡¯t sleep then.¡± Deirdre inched herself closer to the inside on


    purpose. She shut her eyes and opened them again. ¡°Kyran, I¡¯ve already made an offer like this despit


    e being a woman, so don¡¯t decline my offer anymore. I¡¯m not trying to do anything to you, and I¡¯ll be fin


    e lying on the same bed with you till the morning. It¡¯s too cold outside.¡±


    Kyran swallowed a gulp of saliva. ¡°I know you¡¯re not trying to do anything to me¡­¡±


    ¡®It¡¯s me who is scared I¡¯ll do something to you.¡®


    He could not bring himself to type that. He remembered how she resisted him in the past, and he


    had already done everything he could to avoid being that disgusting self. He did not wish to let Deirdre f


    Kyran felt his throat choked up, and it was difficult to make a sound. In the end, he relented and clutched


    He squeezed into the small bed.


    It was so small that he could not fit all his limbs into the bed. Both of them were lying on their sides face


    It was torture.


    Deirdre was more fixated on warming Kyran. The first thing she did was to hold Kyran¡¯s hands and found


    herself to stuff Kyran¡¯s hands under her shirt.


    Her body was burning hot, yet Kyran pulled his hands away sharply. He grabbed his phone and typed, ¡°W


    ¡°I¡¯m trying to keep you warm.¡± Deirdre raised her head, her expression sincere.


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    Kyran inhaled deep breaths repeatedly. ¡°This is good enough.¡±


    Deirdre furrowed her eyebrows. ¡°However, your body is cold. You¡¯re going to


    catch a cold if you continue like this. You don¡¯t


    need to be shy or overthink the situation. I just don¡¯t want you to fall sick, and that¡¯s my duty as your girlf

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    Upon saying that, Deirdre grabbed Kyran¡¯s hands and stuffed them under her shirt once again without


    being bothered by his reluctance.


    He could feel the curve above the woman¡¯s abdomen.


    Kyran kept his fingers curled, yet he could not stop his mind from wandering. His palms were


    sweaty from holding himself back.


    Kyran pulled back his hands, turned over, andy down on the


    bed, yet his body was burning with sexual desire.


    ¡°That¡¯s enough.¡±


    Deirdre could feel the cold wind stirred up by the movements of the man turning over and


    also his steel wall¨Clike back within her visual field. She was stunned for a moment.


    Deirdre could not conceal the dejection she felt in her eyes, but she inquired closely, ¡°Do you feel better


    , Kyran? Does your throat still feel uneasy? Do you still feel cold?¡±


    Kyran did not answer her. She mustered the courage to stretch


    out her hand. ¡°I¡¯m only going to touch your back, and I will have peace of mind to feel that you¡¯re warm.


    ¡±


    Her palm pressed on his back, and she could still feel the coldness radiating from the man¡¯s body acros


    s his shirt. She


    furrowed her eyebrows and flipped over his shirt. The moment her fingertips touched the skin on the m


    an¡¯s back, a hand clutched her wrist


    strongly.


    Deirdre was stunned for a while. The man leaned over to her abruptly and pinned her hands above her


    head. Their bodies were close and fit together perfectly in their current posture.


    Deirdre was astounded


    by his action. She could feel his heavy breathing and the subtle change in the ambiance. She wanted t


    o apologize when she said, ¡°Ky-¡±


    Before she could utter his name, the man¡¯s figure had already moved down to kiss her ferociously.


    Deirdre widened her eyes and was at a loss


    for what to do. She was incapable of freeing herself from him because of how strong he was!


    In fact, she could not even move her body. She


    felt as if her hands were chained, and the man¡¯s kiss was no longer delicately gentle but ferocious yet fr


    antic. His kiss invaded her like a soldier with a weapon attacking her until she was incapable of fighting


    back.


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    The clothes on her body were a mess.


    Deirdre could not refrain from associating him with another person. Coldness arose in her heart, and sh


    e struggled to free a hand instinctively to deliver a p on Kyran¡¯s face.


    Kyran stopped moving, following the loud noise. Deirdre was forced to calm down by her


    numb palm.


    She was


    confused. Kyran was not Brendan, who would ruin her and force her against her will, yet she hit him.


    ¡°I¡¯m sorry¡­ I didn¡¯t do that on purpose.¡±


    Kyran clenched his fists tightly, his dark eyes filled with remorse. Heposed himself and typed,


    ¡°You were right in pping me. It was my fault for being impulsive.¡±


    Deirdre fell quiet for a moment before she said softly, ¡°Kyran, is something bothering you?¡±


    He had indeed scared her earlier. He was so brute and


    cold, his oppressive and domineering behavior reminded her of someone else.


    She said, ¡°You weren¡¯t like this previously, and that was why I reacted earlier¡­ I was scared


    ¡°I¡¯m sorry.¡± Kyran was


    stunned. He gently leaned his head on her shoulder and breathed evenly until the darkness in his eyes f


    ¡°Indecent thoughts?¡± Deirdre paused for a moment. Soon afterward, she


    understood Kyran¡¯s intention, and her face blushed.


    Kyran continued to type, ¡°I know that it¡¯s possible that I¡¯ll lose control and scare you. That is why I don¡¯t


    you. In fact, I don¡¯t even dare to lie on the same bed with you. I thought that was enough to resolve the s


    Deirdre¡¯s face blushed warmly. She had a few answers on her mind, such as that Kyran did not find her


    enjoy a small bed, and he did not wish to have too much physical contact with her. However, she did not

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    Chapter 503 The Combination of Two Scents on You


    Kyran was afraid that he would be impulsive.


    Deirdre¡¯s face was scarlet. She lowered her gaze and said softly, ¡°You can totally tell me if


    that is the case.¡±


    ¡°Tell you what?¡± Kyran found himself ridiculous. ¡°Tell you that I have indecent thoughts and that I might


    possibly hurt you?¡±


    ¡°What you have is not indecent thoughts. Kyran, we¡¯re in a boyfriend¨C


    girlfriend rtionship. It¡¯s normal for you to have desires for me, just like how I feel about you-¡±


    Before she could finish her sentence, Deirdre came to realize what she was about to say, and her face


    turned scarlet instantly.


    Kyran appeared astonished and could not help inquiring closely, ¡°Deirdre, how do you feel


    about me?¡±


    Deirdre was evasive. ¡°Nothing much.¡±


    Kyran was delighted but felt slightly sad in his heart. He lowered his head and kissed the woman¡¯s lips.


    Deirdre epted the kiss and said gently, ¡°However, I


    can¡¯t do it with you now. The bed can¡¯t withstand the process, and the room is not soundproof¡­¡±


    Kyran held her hands tightly and cuddled her with smiley eyes.


    ¡°I know. You can give it to me for real when we¡¯re in Germia and you meet my parents.¡±


    Deirdre nodded and leaned again on his chest gently.


    Other than the familiar perfume scent, there


    was a faint, ineffable smell on Kyran¡¯s body. It smelled wonderful and gave her a familiar, rxing feelin


    g.


    Deirdre could not refrain from asking, ¡°What perfume are you using?¡±


    Kyran wrapped his arm around her. ¡°Why?¡±


    ¡°I


    can smell thebination of two scents on you, and I find one of the scents to be ineffably familiar. Per


    haps I might remember what it is if you tell me the name of your perfume.¡±


    Kyran¡¯s gaze was dim. ¡°The perfume that I use is an off¨Cbrand. Moreover, Den gave it to me, so


    I don¡¯t remember its name clearly. I¡¯ll ask Den for you when I¡¯m back.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s fine.¡± Deirdre said smilingly, ¡°It hit me all of a sudden, and it¡¯s not important.¡±


    Kyran rubbed her hair and said, ¡°Sleep then.¡±


    ¡°Hmm.¡±


    Deirdre shut her eyes. She was rather drowsy from the start, so she soon fell asleep in


    a warm, rxed state.


    Kyran did not sleep for a long time. He looked at her, and his gaze turned from gentle to enlightened.


    ¡®I have to be more careful, it seems.¡®


    The sky was already bright when Deirdre woke up.


    She stirred and realized that she was almost


    half lying on Kyran¡¯s body. The man¡¯s body was much softer than the


    hard bed. It was no wonder she slept so soundly all night long.


    She figured that he would certainly be ufortable being pinned under her.


    Deirdre got out of bed cautiously and tucked the nket under Kyran before she went outside with a


    jacket covering her body.


    Mrs. Cox was already outside, picking up the rack blown away by the strong windst night.


    Deirdre approached her, and Mrs. Cox asked, ¡°Why are you awake sote today? It¡¯s almost noon. The


    Mrs. Cox could see that Deirdre was embarrassed, so she said smilingly, ¡°There¡¯s nothing to be embarra


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    ¡°It was cold yesterday.¡± Deirdre furrowed her eyebrows at the thought of Kyran¡¯s hands at


    the time.


    ¡°Indeed. The gap from the door is huge and not wind¨C


    resistant, while the living room is not as small as the room. I couldn¡¯t set my mind at ease, so I woke up


    Mr. Reed on purpose. I wanted to ask if he would like to light a fire in the kitchen to warm himself, but M


    was already back in your room by then. As such, I went back to my room.¡±


    ¡®Mrs. Cox was awake too at the time?¡®


    At the thought of the event that took ce, Deirdre¡¯s face blushed. ¡°I hope I didn¡¯t wake you.¡±

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    Mrs. Cox said smilingly, ¡°No. You didn¡¯t make much noise. I found that both of


    you were rather quiet. However, after seeing the condition of your lips, I can say that Mr. Reed¡¯s behavi


    or doesn¡¯t match his mannerism.¡±


    Deirdre was stunned and touched her lips subconsciously. She could feel that her lips were obviously s


    wollen and even a little tender to the touch.


    At the thought of Kyran¡¯s


    ferocity at the time, Deirdre¡¯s cheeks burned with embarrassment. She felt rather shy in her head but al


    so delighted.


    That seemed to be Kyran¡¯s first time losing control of himself.


    It was a good thing. After all, a person in love was not always sensible enough.


    Mrs. Cox was delighted in her heart as she looked at Deirdre¡¯s reaction. When she was done binding th


    e rack, she asked Deirdre, ¡°What would you like to have for lunch today? I reserved some pork from Al


    by, who lives at the vige entrance. Shall we have it with roasted carrots today?¡±


    ¡°Sure.¡±


    ¡°Where¡¯s Mr. Reed? Does he have any dietary restrictions?¡±


    ¡°We don¡¯t have any dietary restrictions.¡±


    ¡°Awesome! I shall cook something then.¡±


    Deirdre helped out by her side. When the meal was prepared, Mrs. Cox


    looked in the direction of the room and said in a puzzled tone, ¡°Is Mr. Reed


    such ate riser? It¡¯s the middle of the day already¡­¡±


    ¡°He got out of the hospital yesterday, so it¡¯s possible that he is exhausted. I¡¯ll wake him.¡± Deirdre got up


    , opened the door, and walked to the bedside.


    ¡°Kyran, Kyran.¡±


    She called him twice and did not receive a reply. She found it strange and stretched out her hand to tou


    ch Kyran. Her heart started racing as soon as her hand touched Kyran¡¯s face.


    ¡®He¡¯s burning up!¡®


    His body temperature was unusually high, and his forehead was covered in sweat.


    ¡°Deirdre.¡± Mrs. Cox opened the door halfway and asked, ¡°Is Mr. Reed awake?¡±


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    Deirdre hastily said, ¡°Mrs. Cox! Kyran has a high fever!¡±


    She felt extremely guilty because she had not realized that after such a long time. She had assumed


    that Kyran was tired. Kyran might have had a fever all night, yet she had not realized it!


    Mrs. Cox was stunned. She opened the door and entered the room


    right away. She wore an anxious expression instantly after feeling Kyran¡¯s face. ¡°I¡¯m sure this is becaus


    e of the few hours he spent in the living roomst night!¡±


    ¡°What should we do then?¡± Deirdre took a deep breath, and she was so anxious


    that her hands were shaking. ¡°Is there a doctor in the vige?¡±


    ¡°No,¡± Mrs. Cox said with a bitter


    smile. ¡°It¡¯s a poor vige, and the capable vigers have moved away. The remaining vigers are most


    ly elderly people who don¡¯t mind being sick. They¡¯re fine with dying, so no doctor would start a clinic


    here because they won¡¯t make a profit here anyway.¡±


    ¡°What should we do then?¡± Deirdre¡¯s teeth were chattering. ¡°Can we call someone? Call Mr. King so he


    cane and pick up Kyran!¡±


    ¡°Deirdre¡­¡± Mrs. Cox reminded her, ¡°The only road to the


    vige is blocked by a rock that rolled down the mountain from the


    rain yesterday. The road is inessible by cars.¡±


    Deirdre felt the vision before her eyes darkened while Mrs. Cox said


    hesitantly, ¡°We can only seek help from Hoyt.¡±


    ¡°Mr. Leigh?¡±


    ¡°He rides a bicycle to the market to get the medicine. He helps out when someone here falls sick on usu


    Deirdre hastily nodded. ¡°I¡¯ll get him!¡±


    ¡°I¡¯lle with you.¡±


    Mrs. Cox shut the door and helped Deirdre to go over quickly.


    Hoyt thought


    his eyes were ying tricks on him when he opened the door. He rubbed his eyes and said in surprise,


    ¡°I didn¡¯t manage to leave because it was raining yesterday.¡± Deirdre was panic¨C


    stricken. However, that¡¯s not important. I need your help, Mr. Leigh. Kyran is having a high fever!¡±


    Hoyt brought a thermometer to Mrs. Cox¡¯s house and tested Kyran¡¯s temperature. Kyran¡¯s body tempera


    Hoyt could not care


    about anything else but made a promise before heading home to get his bicycle. ¡°Don¡¯t worry, Miss McK

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    ¡°Thank you.¡±


    Hoyt felt bitter in his heart when she thanked him.


    ¡°Don¡¯t mention it, Miss McKinnon. Mr. Reed gave my family 72,000 dors. Let alone buying medicine f


    or him, it would be fine even if I were to give him my


    life.¡±


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    Deirdre was unaware of the situation, so she was surprised when she learned about it. She said, ¡°You


    deserve it.¡±


    Hoyt smiled and left in a hurry.


    Mrs. Cox boiled water while Deirdre got some cold water and ced a cold towel on Kyran¡¯s forehead.


    She discovered that his entire body was icy cold, other than his burning face.


    Deirdre felt deeply remorseful as she held his hand tightly.


    ¡°Get well, Kyran.¡±


    Mrs. Cox filled a hot water bottle with hot water to warm up Kyran¡¯s body. Sheforted Deirdre


    after seeing how pale she was by saying, ¡°Don¡¯t worry, Deirdre. Mr. Reed is going to be fine.¡±


    Deirdre nodded, yet she kept holding Kyran¡¯s hand with hers and refused to let go.


    It was already dusk by the time Hoyt returned. He was sweating profusely when he helped to set up the


    IV drip for Kyran and instructed Mrs. Cox to prepare the liquid medicine.


    However, Kyran was incapable of keeping the medicine down.


    There was no telling if the medicine was too bitter. He spat it all out when it was fed into his mouth.


    Hoyt told Deirdre, ¡°It¡¯s possible that he can¡¯t recover if he can¡¯t keep the medicine down. Just the IV dri


    p is not enough.¡±


    Deirdre hesitated before she stretched out her hand and said, ¡°Give it to me.¡±


    She took it upon herself to take a sip. It was extremely bitter, and she refrained from the urge


    to spit it out. She leaned toward Kyran and passed it to him bit by bit.


    She repeated the process over and over again. When she was halfway through, she was sweating prof


    usely and could not taste anything else in her mouth other than bitterness.


    ¡°Suck on a candy to soothe your tongue, Miss McKinnon.¡± Hoyt ced the candy on her palm.


    She swallowed it, smiled, and said, ¡°Thank you.¡±


    Hoyt smiled. ¡°You treat Mr. Reed very well. I have no choice but to say that I envy him that he got you.¡±


    After making that remark, he recovered from his surprise and said, ¡°I¡¯m only envious, of course.¡±


    Deirdre smiled. Her gaze turned gentle, and she turned to the direction of the bed. ¡°In


    truth, he treats me even better.¡±


    Half of the cause of his fever now was her.


    ¡°That is why both of you are together. When are you nning on getting married? After you¡¯re in Germi


    a?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s face blushed. ¡°It should be after going to Germia.¡±


    ¡°Why don¡¯t you do it in the country? You¡¯ll be a stranger in a strange ce when you¡¯re in Germia. It¡¯s po


    wedding.¡±


    ¡°Kyran¡¯s family is not living in the country. His parents are in Germia. As for me¡­¡±


    Deirdre was caught in a daze before she said with a smile, ¡°I don¡¯t have friends.¡±


    After saving Brendan from the fire, she had beenatose for a long time. While Deirdre had been reco


    Afterward, she became Brendan¡¯s wife, so she left behind her life


    and took over someone else¡¯s identity.


    She had only begun to live for herself after meeting Kyran. Hence, she did not mind where the wedding


    held. As long as Kyran was there, she would be fine.


    ¡°Miss McKinnon, I can be there if you don¡¯t mind.¡± Hoyt was extremely serious. ¡°So you won¡¯t say that yo


    Deirdre was momentarily stunned. She said sincerely with smiling eyes, ¡°Thank you.¡±


    Hoyt smiled as well.


    They went outside so they would not disturb Kyran¡¯s rest in the room.


    Halfway out, Hoyt suddenly remembered something and asked,


    ¡°Oh right, Miss McKinnon, why is Mr. Reed speaking through his phone?¡±

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    ¡°Kyran?¡± Deirdre said calmly, ¡°He injured his vocal cords, so he became mute and can onlymunica


    te with us through the phone.¡±


    ¡°Mute?¡± Hoyt frowned. ¡°Are you sure?¡±


    ¡°Yes,¡± Deirdre replied with a


    smile. ¡°What¡¯s the matter? Why does it sound like you¡¯re implying something?¡±


    Hoyt did not know how to put the question in his head into words. ¡®If Kyran is mute, then why did Dad s


    ay he can talk?¡®


    His father was very confident of it,


    so the probability of him lying was close to zero. In other words, Kyran was lying to Deirdre.


    Hoyt fell silent.


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    Deirdre was confused and asked, ¡°Mr. Leigh? Why aren¡¯t you talking?¡±


    Hoyt looked at Deirdre. He did not


    know if he should tell Deirdre the truth or not. ¡°Miss McKinnon, how long have you known Mr. Reed?¡±


    ¡°How long have I known him?¡± Deirdre counted with her fingers and replied, ¡°It isn¡¯t long. About three


    months or so.¡±


    Even Deirdre herself was stunned for a moment when she said that. Deep inside her heart, she felt like


    she had known Kyran for a long time.


    Perhaps he was very attentive. He knew everything that she did not like and had a perfect personality.


    ¡°Three months¡­¡± Hoyt gasped. ¡°So you don¡¯t know much about Mr. Reed?¡±


    Deirdre froze. ¡°Yeah¡­¡±


    Other than his name, she knew nothing about him.


    ¡°Then what if¡­¡± Hoyt paused for a moment before finishing his sentence.


    ¡°What if Mr. Reed is lying to you? What would you do, Miss McKinnon?¡±


    ¡°Why would he lie to me?¡± Deirdre stopped in her tracks. ¡°What¡¯s the matter, Mr. Leigh? What are you s


    hilly -shallying for? And you¡¯re speaking weirdly too.¡±


    Hoyt hemmed and hawed for a moment before finally making up his mind. He looked at Deirdre and


    said, ¡°Miss McKinnon, Mr. Reed isn¡¯t mute!¡±


    Deirdre froze when she heard what he said. Aftering around to her senses, she chuckled. ¡°Is


    this a prank, Mr. Leigh?¡±


    ¡°Of course it is not!¡± Hoyt took a deep breath and continued. ¡°Mr. Reed had talked with my father before


    he found you. He isn¡¯t mute! Not only my father but even my mother


    has heard him talking. If you don¡¯t believe me, you cane with me to ask them about it.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s heart skipped a beat, and her head became nk.


    When she returned to her senses, she still found his words hard to believe.


    ¡°Mr. Leigh¡­


    It isn¡¯t that I don¡¯t want to believe you, but¡­ do you think it¡¯s possible that your parents misheard it? Th


    e person who talked could be Kyran¡¯s friend. His name is Den-¡±


    ¡°No.¡± Hoyt interrupted her and said without any hesitation, ¡°I¡¯ve


    confirmed it many times with my parents, so there¡¯s no mistake. My father has also said Mr. Reed does


    n¡¯t like talking much. Because of that, it left


    a deep impression on my father when Mr. Reed finally spoke.¡±


    Deirdre fell silent as a surge of chill crept down her spine.


    ¡®So¡­ Kyran has been able to talk the whole time? Why doesn¡¯t he talk to me, then? Why is he hiding it f


    me?¡®


    Thinking about the things they had gone through together, Deirdre froze.


    ¡°Miss McKinnon? Are you okay?¡± Hoyt regretted telling Deirdre the truth after seeing her bloodless face.


    ¡°It¡¯s okay. In fact, I¡¯m happy that you told me about it,¡± said Deirdre. Despite that, she still felt a bit of disc


    heart. ¡°If not, I still wouldn¡¯t know that he isn¡¯t mute.¡±


    ¡°Maybe Mr. Reed has his own reason for not telling you about it.¡± Hoyt tried tofort her.


    Deirdre clenched her fists tightly. No matter how hard she thought about it, she couldn¡¯t think


    of any reason that made him choose to be mute for the whole three months.


    She pushed her thoughts aside and calmed herself down. She had promised Kyran she would believe in

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    ¡°Deirdre!¡± Meanwhile, Mrs. Cox emerged from the room. ¡°Mr. Reed has awakened. He said he wants to


    see you.¡±


    ¡°He¡¯s awake?¡± Deirdre was delighted. She decided to put everything else to the back of her head and


    pushed the door inside. ¡°Kyran? You¡¯re awake?¡±


    As she stood at the side of the bed, Hoyt stood at the door. When Kyran saw him, he


    froze a bit and asked, ¡°How long have I been sleeping?¡±


    ¡°14 hours? Or is it 15?¡± Deirdre heaved out a sigh of relief, ¡°I don¡¯t remember it anymore. In any case, y


    ou had a very high fever. Anyway, you need to thank Mr. Leigh. If it hadn¡¯t been for him going to the ma


    rket on his bike to get your medicine and IV drip, you might not have woken up so soon.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m sorry for making you worry about me.¡±


    Even though he was sick, he med himself for making her worry about him.


    Deirdre¡¯s heart skipped a beat when the thought surfaced in her mind, and she shook her head. ¡°It¡¯s ok


    ay. Everything is fine as long as you wake up.¡±


    Kyran


    turned his head to look at Hoyt. Even though he disliked Hoyt, it was all thanks to him that he could wa


    ke up so soon.


    ¡°Thank you for your help, Mr. Leigh,¡± Kyran said through his phone.


    Hoyt felt embarrassed and scratched his head. ¡°Don¡¯t mention


    it, Mr. Reed. It was Miss McKinnon who rushed to my house despite the slippery road that I was able to


    help.¡±


    Kyran closed his eyes as he still felt weak all over his body. Seeing that the IV drip was about to finish,


    Hoyt pulled the needle out and said, ¡°I¡¯lle again tomorrow. If Mr. Reed does not recover, I¡¯ll go to th


    e market to get some more medicine. If there¡¯s nothing else here, I¡¯ll go now.¡±


    Deirdre rose to her feet and said, ¡°Let me see you out, Mr. Leigh.¡±


    As soon as she stood up, Kyran grabbed her hand tightly, stunning Deirdre.


    Hoyt hastily said, ¡°It¡¯s okay, Miss McKinnon. It¡¯s not far away, and I¡¯ll see myself out since you can¡¯t see


    well.¡±


    After Hoyt had finished speaking, he left hurriedly.


    Deirdre could sense that Kyran did not like Hoyt. She turned around and said in a low voice, ¡°Kyran, Mr


    . Leigh has been helping us since the afternoon after you fell unconscious.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯ve already expressed my gratitude,¡± replied Kyran as he earnestly looked at her.


    ¡°If you think that isn¡¯t enough, I¡¯ll send some gifts to


    him after I recover. But I don¡¯t want you to give the gift to him. I don¡¯t want you to leave my side.¡±


    Even though Deirdre knew it was


    just an excuse, her face still turned red with embarrassment. ¡°Where were you when I woke up just no


    w? Were you talking to Hoyt outside?¡± asked Kyran. ¡°Yeah.¡± Deirdre¡¯s heart sank again upon recalling t


    he conversation she had had with Hoyt. Even at this moment, Kyran was still


    holding his phone despite being very weak.


    She just couldn¡¯t think of any reason he wanted to lie to her.


    Did he not want her to find out that he was not mute, or did he just not want her to hear his voice?


    ¡°Deirdre?¡±


    A mechanical voice came into her ears and snapped her out of her thoughts.


    Kyran frowned. ¡°What¡¯s wrong?¡±


    ¡°Nothing.¡± Deirdre calmed herself down and said, ¡°I just suddenly remembered that we haven¡¯t told


    Mr. King about our situation yet. He must be wondering why we haven¡¯t returned yet.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯ve already sent a message to him.¡±


    Deirdre nodded. ¡°Are you hungry?¡±


    Kyran seemed to be able to see through her mind as he looked at


    her fixedly, ¡°What¡¯s the matter, Deirdre? It seems to me that you¡¯re being bothered by something. Can yo


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    Deirdre was dumbfounded. She did not know if she should tell him about it or not. She did not know wha


    kind of answer he would give either.


    She closed her eyes and said, ¡°Kyran, I said


    I¡¯ll trust you wholeheartedly, so I won¡¯t have any doubt of anything you tell me. Right


    now, I only have one question for you. Are you really mute?¡±

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    The room fell silent as soon as she asked the question.


    Her palms were filled with sweat, and her heart was hammering rapidly in her chest.


    ¡°If you don¡¯t want to answer the question now¡­¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m not.¡±


    Suddenly, a voice came over from the bed. It was not the cold and mechanical voice of the phone but t


    he deep and maic voice of a man.


    Kyran continued. ¡°I¡¯m not mute.¡±


    His voice was raspy due to his condition. Even though Deirdre felt surprised at his answer, she was


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    relieved at the same time.


    It was because his voice was totally different from that of Brendan.


    ¡°If you¡¯re not mute, then why didn¡¯t you tell me about it? Why do you always use your phone when you¡¯r


    e talking to me?¡± Deirdre frowned and bombarded him with many questions. ¡°What are you scared of?¡±


    Kyran looked at her and ced his finger on his neck. He had prepared


    in advance for a situation like this. There was a thing that looked like a button on his neck.


    ¡°Listen to me, Deirdre. I¡¯ve never told you before that I¡¯m born mute.¡± Kyran looked at her alluringly. ¡°My


    vocal cords were damaged because of an illness, so I couldn¡¯t speak. I¡¯ve been treating them, but the r


    esults aren¡¯t satisfactory. So I never told you about it. I nned to tell you about it when I recovered, bu


    t then something happened to you.¡±


    Deirdre closed her eyes and asked, ¡°But you were still using your phone to talk to me when you met m


    e¡­¡±


    ¡°Do you still remember how much you resisted mypany back then?¡± Kyran smiled bitterly. ¡°You tho


    ught I was someone else and that I was lying to you, so how should I open my mouth and tell you abou


    t my condition? If I had opened my mouth and spoken, I would have


    only made you even more suspicious of me. After all, it¡¯s hard to exin something like this.


    ¡°In the end, I decided to talk to you through my phone. Then I nned to tell you that my vocal cords h


    ad recovered when the time was right.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s tightly set jaw rxed a bit as she asked, ¡°That¡¯s all?¡±


    ¡°That¡¯s all.¡±


    Deirdre pressed her lips tightly. Kyran was right. If she knew that Kyran could speak, it would only mak


    e her even warier of him.


    She felt a bit embarrassed and said, ¡°It must be very inconvenient to talk through your phone, right?¡±


    Kyran chuckled. ¡°Not at all. I like it very much, and I n to talk like this for the rest of my life.¡±


    ¡°Why?¡±


    ¡°Because you¡¯re the reason I started to talk with my phone. I always used pens and notes when I was t


    alking to Den in the past. If


    I continue tomunicate this way, it¡¯ll remind me of the days we spent together.¡±


    His words had more


    emotions when he started using his voice instead of the mechanical voice of his phone. Each word spill


    ed out of his lips made Deirdre¡¯s face turn red to the tips of her ears.


    dodot vot


    At that moment, Mrs. Cox popped her head in and asked, ¡°Deirdre, are


    you talking on the phone? Why is there another person¡¯s voice in the room?¡±


    Deirdre turned her head, but she was tongue¨Ctied. She did not know how to exin to Mrs. Cox at all.


    Kyran nodded at Mrs. Cox and said, ¡°Mrs. Cox, it¡¯s me. I¡¯m the one who¡¯s talking.¡±


    ¡°M¨CMr. Reed?¡± Mrs. Cox was stunned. She covered her mouth. ¡°Aren¡¯t you¡­¡±


    ¡°My vocal cords have been recovering, so after a night of rest, I can talk now,¡± exined Kyran.


    Even though Mrs. Cox was surprised, she still nodded. ¡°Really? That¡¯s great! This way, you won¡¯t have t


    ¡°Yeah.¡±


    Deirdre ced her hand on his chest. She never expected Kyran¡¯s voice to be so gentle at all. She felt t


    kitchen?¡± ¡°No, it¡¯s okay. I¡¯ve already finished. It¡¯s just chicken soup. Can Mr. Reed stand up?¡± asked Mrs

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    ¡°Yes.¡± Kyran got out of his bed. Even though he was still experiencing dizziness from time to time,


    he steadied himself and walked toward the living room.


    While


    Mrs. Cox was heading to the kitchen, she said, ¡°I just made chicken soup, but you need to bear with it a


    s my cooking skills aren¡¯t as good as Deirdre¡¯s. I don¡¯t have her magical hands that can turn even some


    thing like Brussels sprouts into the tastiest dish in the world.¡±


    The light in Kyran¡¯s eyes dimmed for a moment as he said, ¡°Okay.¡±


    ¡°I heard she has been honing her cooking skills daily because of you. Is that true?¡±


    Kyran was stunned, and Deirdre hastily turned around to look at Kyran when she heard what


    Mrs. Cox said. She couldn¡¯t see Kyran¡¯s expression right now, so she didn¡¯t know if Kyran would care a


    bout her past


    or not.


    After all, she had lived a long part of her life for another man.


    ¡°Mrs. Cox-¡±


    When she tried to exin to Mrs. Cox, Kyran chimed in and interrupted


    her calmly. ¡°Yeah. She has been trying to improve her cooking skills for me and making different dishes


    for me every day to make me happy. I¡­ Although I¡¯m very happy she¡¯s willing to do that for me, I alway


    s feel ashamed. So after she marries me,


    I won¡¯t allow her to work that hard anymore. I¡¯ll prepare the meals for her.¡±


    A big smile appeared on Mrs. Cox¡¯s face as she said, ¡°Aw, that¡¯s so considerate


    of you. No wonder Deirdre was so worried about you when you were sick. Even I envy your rtionship


    .¡±


    Deirdre let out a few dry smiles and helped her to set the table. Even though she looked calm on the su


    rface, her heart was


    pumping rapidly in her chest. She had not learned to cook because of Kyran, but thetter helped her t


    o answer Mrs. Cox¡¯s question.


    Although she appreciated his kind gesture, she wondered what Kyran was thinking right now and whet


    her he would feel jealous about it.


    After all, he appeared very hostile toward Hoyt whenever he came near her.


    She felt as if she was eating


    sawdust throughout the whole meal. After cleaning all the dishes, Deirdre returned to the room with Kyr


    an. He asked gently, ¡°What¡¯s the matter?


    Are you not feeling well? I saw that you didn¡¯t eat much just now.¡±


    Deirdre clenched her fists tightly. She briefly had a tug of war with herself inwardly, bit the bullet, and sa


    id, ¡°Kyran, about the things that Mrs. Cox said earlier, I think I should tell you about it.¡±


    ¡°What do you want to tell me about?¡± asked Kyran.


    Deirdre took a deep breath and said, ¡°I once learned cooking because of someone else.¡±


    The light in Kyran¡¯s eyes dimmed as he said, ¡°Is it Brendan?¡±


    Deirdre could sense the disappointment in his voice. She became nervous and bit her lips. ¡°Yes, Mrs. C


    ox asked me before when I was cookingst time, so I told her that I learned how toCopyright N?v/el/Dra/ma.Org.


    cook because of someone. She thought it was you, so¡­¡±


    ¡±


    ¡°Deirdre, why are you telling me this?¡± Kyran said gently, ¡°I can see that you don¡¯t want to talk about thi


    s at all. You don¡¯t have to tell me if you don¡¯t like it.¡±


    ¡°No¡­¡± Deirdre closed her eyes. ¡°I need to tell you everything. Since you¡¯re my boyfriend, I feel that I hav


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    She took another deep breath and continued. ¡°I was married before.¡±


    Kyran fell silent after she finished speaking.


    ¡°I¡¯m sorry for not telling you earlier. The reason I didn¡¯t want to talk about it is that¡­ I want to forget abou


    about it. I didn¡¯t mean to keep it from you.¡±


    Deirdre was worried. She did not want Kyran to look at her differently, but she felt she needed


    to tell him about her past.


    Kyran asked, ¡°Deirdre, do you really think I know nothing about you?¡±


    Deirdre was stunned and jerked her head up. She couldn¡¯t see Kyran¡¯s face, but his voice was still as ge


    ¡°Of course, I know that you were married before. I know about your rtionship with Brendan too. The r

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    ¡®I like you, and it has nothing to do with your previous marriage.¡®


    Deirdre¡¯s eyes widened, and she had the urge to cry when she heard what Kyran said.


    Kyran collected her hair with his fingers and continued.


    ¡°So, don¡¯t worry about it. Don¡¯t ever think you¡¯re doing


    a bad thing because you¡¯ve been hiding it from me. Everyone has secrets they don¡¯t want to tell anyon


    e, including me.¡±


    ¡°Including you?¡± Deirdre looked at him.


    ¡°Yeah.¡± Kyran gazed into her eyes fixedly and continued. ¡°I have my secrets too.


    Deirdre chuckled and was rxed. ¡°Are you referring to


    not telling me about the fact that you weren¡¯t mute?¡±


    Kyran fell silent for a moment and said, ¡°Yeah.¡±


    ¡°That¡¯s normal. In that situation, even I would choose not to tell the truth. Besides, you¡¯ve been looking


    for a chance to tell me about it. You weren¡¯t nning to keep me in the dark forever.¡±


    ¡°Then you didn¡¯t n to keep me in the dark forever, either, right? You¡¯re confessing to me now.¡±


    Deirdre felt as if the fog in her mind was cleared, and she said,


    ¡°You are very good atforting other people.¡±


    Kyran helped her to collect her hair behind her ears and said, ¡°I¡¯m just stating the truth.¡±


    A surge of warmth filled Deirdre. After a short while, she asked again, ¡°Are you sure you don¡¯t mind it?¡±


    ¡°What are you talking about? Are you talking about your past with Brendan?¡±


    Deirdre nodded silently.


    Kyran asked, ¡°Do you still love him?¡±


    Deirdre shook her head without any hesitation after hearing the question. She hated Brendan to the cor


    e. She would never love him anymore.


    ¡°That¡¯s it, then,¡± said Kyran. However, there


    was a subtle emotion in his eyes that Deirdre couldn¡¯t read.¡± Since you don¡¯t love him anymore, I don¡¯t


    have to care about him. I just feel that we should¡¯ve met earlier. This way, you wouldn¡¯t have to suffer s


    o much.¡±


    ¡°Thank you,¡± said Deirdre, her voice raw. She felt that she was really lucky to have run into Kyran.


    She hugged him, and Kyran reacted by hugging her back gently.


    After a while, he asked, ¡°Deirdre, do you hate him?¡±


    He was asking about Brendan.


    When Deirdre thought about Brendan, her face went pale. She did not want Kyran to notice it, so she fo


    rced herself to calm down.


    ¡°Yes, I hate him very much,¡± she said. Even though she was saying this in a very calm voice, Kyran cou


    ld still sense a deep resentment in her tone. ¡°It¡¯s because of him


    that I hate myself. I hate everything in the past. I don¡¯t even have the courage to think about them, and


    I have the feeling that I¡¯ll go down to hell when I die.¡±


    Kyran grabbed her hand, trying his best to warm them up. He felt as if a heavy stone was in his chest a


    s he asked, ¡°What if he regretted his actions? Would you¡­ Would you forgive him?¡±


    Chanter 510 de voe te Him That Much?


    ¡°Never!¡± she replied rapidly, her eyes cold.


    ¡°If a person could start over by repenting, then we wouldn¡¯t need to send those criminals to prison. I¡¯ll ne


    ¡°Do you really hate him that much?¡±


    Deirdre closed her eyes and said, ¡°It¡¯s not that I want to hate him that much. It was


    what he did that made him unforgivable.¡±


    Her eyes turned red around the rims when she thought of her unborn child and her mother, who had stil


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    ¡°If he had shown me even the slightest bit of mercy, perhaps things might have developed differently tod


    Her shoulders were shaking, and he patted her back. ¡°Well, it¡¯s all in the past now.¡±


    ¡°Yeah, you¡¯re right. Right now, I just hope that he¡¯ll never


    appear before me anymore. I don¡¯t want him to destroy what I have now. I hate him, but I can¡¯t do anyth


    other for the rest of our lives. This is my only hope now.¡±


    Kyran looked at her fixedly. ¡°Don¡¯t worry. He¡¯ll never appear in front of you again.¡±


    As soon as he finished speaking, the door was opened from outside.

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    t well by finishing it in one gulp without stopping before he dered he was done.


    ¡°Isn¡¯t it bitter?¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s fine. It tastes much better than the one I had previously.¡±


    When he took it so lightly, his reaction made Deirdre¡¯s chest tighten with anxiety. She realized that he m


    ust have endured hardships when he was previously severely ill.


    She said, ¡°I had to suck on a candy when I took it in the afternoon, and I only managed to suppress the


    bitterness after a long time.¡±


    ¡°Afternoon?¡±


    Deirdre was stunned. She came to realize what she had just said and lowered her head without answer


    ing Kyran.


    Mrs. Cox was amused and said,


    ¡°You must thank Deirdre, Mr. Reed. We couldn¡¯t get you to keep the medicine down when you were un


    conscious in the afternoon. It was Deirdre-¡±


    ¡°Mrs. Cox!¡± Deirdre was extremely embarrassed. ¡°Let¡¯s not talk about that anymore.¡±


    ¡°Why?¡± Kyran seemed to have understood the situation, but he wanted to hear it from Deirdre. ¡°How di


    d you make me take the medicine?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s face blushed scarlet. She red at him while he smirked but attempted to hold back his smile


    with great effort. ¡°Alright, I won¡¯t ask anymore.¡±


    Mrs. Cox smiled wider as she witnessed the scene. She


    suddenly remembered something and said, ¡°Oh right, I asked around and


    found out that the vige head had already sent someone to clear the blocked road. It is estimated that


    the road will be almost essible by tomorrow.¡±


    Deirdre asked Kyran, ¡°Can you drive?¡±


    ¡°I feel that I¡¯m almost fully recovered. I should be fine after resting for a night.¡±


    ¡°Both of you can rest first, then. When you¡¯re done resting, you can leave feeling fresh tomorrow. I won¡¯


    t bother you two anymore.¡±


    Kyran fell asleep as soon as


    his head touched the pillow after Mrs. Cox¡¯s departure, perhaps due to exhaustion. Deirdre listened to


    his even breathing and shut her eyes slowly, feeling a sense of peace that she had never felt before.


    She lost count of how long she slept, but when she woke up, Kyran was still sleeping. He seemed to be


    having a fever dream and was muttering something.


    Deirdre called out to him a few times, but he did not react to her calling. She stretched out her hand to f


    eel the man¡¯s forehead. It was mming with cold sweat, but his fever had almost broken.


    Chapter 511 Don¡¯t Hate Me, Deirdre


    ¡°Kyran? Kyran?¡± She could not hear him clearly, but she wiped away the sweat on her face. ¡°Wake up!¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t hate me, Deirdre¡­¡®


    She could finally hear him and was stunned.


    ¡®Don¡¯t hate you?


    ¡®Who?


    ¡®Me? Why would I hate you?¡®


    Before she could respond to the situation, Kyran suddenly opened his eyes, and his breathing was ragg


    Deirdre inquired anxiously, ¡°You¡¯re awake¡­ Kyran. Are you alright?¡±


    Kyran sobered uppletely. ¡°I¡¯m sorry. I had a nightmare. I hope that I didn¡¯t scare you.¡±


    ¡°No.¡± Deirdre cracked a smile. ¡°I thought you were having a nightmare too.¡±


    He seemed to be very scared when he was having the nightmare.


    Deirdre could not refrain from asking, ¡°However, what did you dream about that made you react that way


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    Kyran¡¯s gaze dimmed, and he said, ¡°Nothing much. I dreamt that something bad happened to you


    again, yet I just couldn¡¯t do anything to protect you, so I hoped that you wouldn¡¯t hate me.¡±


    ¡°I see.¡± Deirdre found it amusing. ¡°Kyran, it was just a dream.¡±

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    ¡°Hmm¡­ I hope that it was just a dream too.¡±


    Kyran stood up and felt


    dizzy, but he did not feel nauseous like when he walked yesterday. ¡°Wash up first. We¡¯ll pack our things


    and head back afterward. I believe that Den has already grown impatient from waiting.¡±


    ¡°Sure.¡±


    Mrs. Cox did not go foraging today. Instead, she went to the market to purchase beef and pork. She ha


    d been bustling about in the kitchen since early in the morning.


    Deirdre smelled


    the fragrance of food when she walked into the kitchen. She said smilingly, ¡°What is today¡¯s asion,


    Mrs. Cox? Why do I feel that the meal today is extraordinarily plentiful?¡±


    ¡°What do you think? It¡¯s because you¡¯ll be leaving today. I thought about it and decided to send you off


    with a scrumptious meal. You will not be treated shabbily on yourst day here!¡± Mrs. Cox was constant


    ly beaming.


    Deirdre looked at her with a gentle gaze. ¡°You must have spent a lot of money on this, right?¡±


    ¡°How much money can that be? It¡¯s not a meal in the restaurant, so it doesn¡¯t cost much, just the amou


    nt I make from one foraging trip.¡±


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    Mrs. Cox was not young. The act of foraging was not only arduous, but she also


    needed to dry the ingredients she foraged under the sun for a long time before she could sell them at


    the market. She made


    less than 30 dors in a week.


    Deirdre helped out quietly and thought about how she would send some cash to Mrs. Cox when she co


    uld work after her vision had recovered so she could provide for Mrs. Cox¡¯s livelihood.


    When the meal was prepared, Mrs. Cox served it at the table. ¡°Smell it. Does it smell good? Help yours


    elf to more food today. Don¡¯t be modest!¡±


    Kyran helped out as well, but


    he did not seem to be very skilled in helping. He looked like he was born with a silver spoon in his mout


    h and had never cooked.


    A person like Kyran would not be fond of


    using the wood fire burner, but he did not behave that way, even if he was just doing it for Deirdre. Mrs.


    Cox felt at peace to know that Deirdre would not be enduring hardship when she married him.


    Deirdre wanted to leave after the meal. Mrs. Cox ced the local products she had prepared into the tr


    unk of Kyran¡¯s car even after Deirdre constantly told her that it was enough.


    ¡°This isn¡¯t much. It is all the local products of this vige. Even though they¡¯re not rare, they are all natu


    ral products. I noticed the others were buying them, so they must be good. Cook some


    when you¡¯re free at home. It is not only good


    for your skin. It is also¡­¡± Mrs. Cox said softly, ¡°Good for health, so you can have children easily.¡±


    Deirdre was extremely embarrassed while Kyran said straightforwardly, ¡°Thank you, Mrs. Cox.¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t mention it. It¡¯s gettingte, so you should leave soon!¡±


    Mrs. Cox urged Deirdre and Kyran to get into the car. The car moved


    away from Mrs. Cox¡¯s waving hand.


    Mrs. Cox turned around to wipe away her tears.


    Kyran saw it from the rearview mirror and said, ¡°Mrs. Cox doesn¡¯t want to part with you.¡±


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    Deirdre felt her eyes stung with tears. She took a deep breath and held back her tears.


    ¡°She is really good


    to me.¡±


    ¡°Yes.¡±


    They were only passersby who met by chance, yet Mrs. Cox treated her kindly, which was rare.


    ¡°Don¡¯t worry. I stuffed some cash


    and a bank card into the gift box I gave her earlier. She will live a good life.¡± Kyran did not wish to tell De


    because he felt it was what he was supposed to do. However,


    he believed that Deirdre could set her mind at ease by telling her about that.


    Deirdre turned her face, and her eyes reddened with tears. ¡°Really?¡±


    ¡°Yes.¡±


    Deirdre smiled and said, ¡°I owe you one for that.¡±


    ¡°Hmm. You can pay me back when your eyes are healed.¡± (1


    Deirdre said softly, ¡°Thank you.¡±


    Upon their return, the first thing they did was not to meet Den but go to the hospital.


    The scabs on Deirdre¡¯s face had almost fallen off, and they were almost fully separated from her skin. T


    a baby¡¯s skin.

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    Dr. Engle said after examining her, ¡°You¡¯re recovering very well. There won¡¯t be any scars when the sca


    bs fall off. It should happen in the next two days.¡±


    Deirdre thanked Dr. Engle smilingly.


    At that moment, Dr. Engle noticed something. ¡°Has your vision returned, Miss McKinnon?¡±


    ¡°Yes.¡± Deirdre said, ¡°However, I can only see some light and blurry colors of an object, but I can¡¯t see s


    omething clearly yet.¡±


    ¡°How did you lose your sight, Miss McKinnon?¡±


    Deirdre paused for a moment and turned to the area behind subconsciously where Kyran was.


    Dr. Engle said smilingly, ¡°You can choose not to answer if it¡¯s inconvenient for you. I¡¯m only thinking that


    there should be hope of recovery for the eyes if you¡¯re not born blind.¡±


    ¡°Really?¡± Deirdre held the hem of her top tightly. It was truly torturous for her not to be able to see. Mor


    eover, she felt the urge to see how Kyran looked.


    Dr. Engle said, ¡°This is only my prediction. It would be better for you to examine your eyes, of course.¡±


    Deirdre nodded in all seriousness.


    After leaving Dr. Engle¡¯s office, she headed to the ophthalmology department with Kyran.


    After the examination, the doctor asked, ¡°Miss McKinnon, have


    you experienced head trauma in the past?¡±


    At the thought of the nightmarish experience in prison, Deirdre clenched her fists tightly. ¡°Hmm¡­¡±


    ¡°You have a blood clot in your brain that ispressing on your


    optic nerve, resulting in blindness. As for the reason you can see a little, the blot clot may have shifted t


    o the left due to some external factor.¡±


    Deirdre asked, ¡°Uh¡­ Will I recover my vision then?¡±


    The doctor was uncertain. ¡°The location of your blood clot is very dangerous. If we were to remove it su


    rgically by force, it would be riskier for you. Moreover, how long has it been since you lost your sight?¡±


    ¡°Three years.¡±


    The doctor was surprised. ¡°Why haven¡¯t you gotten your eyes checked in the hospital after so long? If y


    ou were to seek consultation from the first day you lost your sight, perhaps


    you would only need a small surgery to correct it.¡±


    Deirdre did not answer, and her face was pale.


    Kyran swallowed a gulp of saliva, and his mind was perplexed.


    ¡®Three years ago was when she was still in prison.


    ¡®She lost her sight in prison¡­¡®


    She had not been lying at the time, yet he was so embarrassed that he became furious. He had assum


    ed that she was ridiculing him by exaggerating her condition and ming him.


    He clenched his fists tightly and shut his eyes in despair. He thought


    about how much of a b*st*rd he was


    at the time.


    Deirdre calmed down and said, ¡°I was in prison at the time.¡±


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    The doctor was stunned because he


    did not expect that answer. He let out a cough and said, ¡°You could still apply to receive treatment for yo


    Yes, she had been desperate and begged for Brendan¡¯s help only to receive his intimate conversation w


    She had not had the courage to seek his help anymore afterward. She would rather lose her sight than b


    ¡°I need money for the treatment too.¡± Deirdre smiled calmly. ¡°I was penniless at the time, so I gave up.¡±


    The doctor could not help heaving a sigh. ¡°You can¡¯t undergo surgery now, so you can only take some m


    will possibly be slow and long. Can you ept


    that?¡±


    ¡°Yes.¡± Deirdre was unbothered. She had already lost her sight for three years, so what would


    a little wait do to her? The only thing she had more than anything else now was time.


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    ¡°Great then. I shall prescribe you medicine now, and you will only take it ording to the prescription. It


    ¡°Thank you, doctor.¡±


    After receiving the prescription, Deirdre and Kyran went to get the prescription filled.


    Kyran could not refrain from saying on the way there, ¡°Did something bad happen to you


    in prison, Deirdre?¡±

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    Chapter 514 I Didn¡¯t Know It Was You


    Deirdre recovered from her surprise. ¡°What?¡±


    ¡°Didn¡¯t you lose your sight in prison? Did something happen to you that resulted in your blindness?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s face turned ghastly pale at the mention of prison. She tried her best to put up with it, yet every


    thing that had happened there was unbearable.


    She had a hard time epting her powerless self. It was her weakness and


    powerlessness that had resulted in her miscarriage and her being bullied.


    ¡°Deirdre?¡±


    Kyran could feel Deirdre¡¯s hand shaking. He frowned and grabbed her hand. ¡°What¡¯s going on? You do


    n¡¯t have to talk about it if you don¡¯t want to.¡±


    ¡°There¡¯s no reason why I don¡¯t want to talk about it.¡± Deirdre suppressed her shakiness and smiled


    bitterly. ¡°It¡¯s just embarrassing. I offended Brendan, and he gave the order to bully me. In the end, I lost


    my eyes in a battery incident.¡±


    ¡°What!?¡±


    Kyran¡¯s dark eyes were shaking violently. One could even hear his voice trembling if one were to hear c


    losely. ¡°Brendan¡­ gave the order to do that?¡±


    ¡°Yes.¡± Deirdre had already epted the truth. ¡°Who else is capable of exercising so much influence oth


    er than him? Moreover, those women admitted to it too.¡±


    ¡°That¡¯s impossible¡­¡±


    Deirdre raised her head and looked in his direction. ¡°How can it be impossible?¡±


    Kyran choked up and said,


    ¡°Even though Brendan is not a good man, he couldn¡¯t be as cruel as to obstruct you in prison.¡±


    ¡°Who knows?¡± Deirdre looked up, and her vision was all white. She chuckled and said, ¡°It¡¯s possible tha


    t I sickened him so much that he wanted to shut me up. He wanted


    me to vanish without a trace, turning me


    into a cripple.¡±


    Upon saying that, she hissed. Her shoulder was in pain from being clutched by Kyran.


    ¡°That hurts¡­ Kyran¡­¡±


    Kyran was jolted back to reality. He hastily pulled away his hand, yet his face was ghastly pale.


    Deirdre asked, ¡°Are you alright?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m fine.¡± He swallowed a gulp of saliva, yet his chest was unbearably painful. He took a long time to g


    et himself to speak. ¡°I¡¯m angry for you. It seems he deserves to die from what he did to you.¡±


    Deirdre said, ¡°It¡¯s in the past. I loathed him very much in the beginning. I hated him for his unwillingness


    to leave some leeway for me. Afterward, I thought it through and figured he needn¡¯t leave some leeway


    for someone he didn¡¯t love.¡±


    Kyran¡¯s heart was wrenched in pain because she casually talked about this. He wanted to refute it but


    could not find the words.


    ¡°Uh.¡± He calmed his breathing and said, ¡°You should¡¯ve gone to him when you lost your


    sight, at the very least. After all, it¡¯s your eyes. How are you going to live when you can¡¯t see?¡±


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    ¡°I went to him.¡±


    ¡°You went to him?¡±


    ¡°Hmm.¡± Deirdre lowered


    her gaze. ¡°I knew I couldn¡¯t see, so I sought help from someone to call him. The call was picked


    up, but I heard the conversation between him and Charlene about meeting his parents, and they talked


    ¡°Not only that, but Charlene also mentioned me, and he sounded agitated. He sounded like he was sick


    myself.¡±


    Kyran¡¯s pupils constricted abruptly. ¡°When did that happen?¡±


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    Deirdre recalled and said, ¡°A little over two months after I was sent to prison.¡±


    He was reminded of the time he received an unknown call when he was apanying Charlene to


    choose her wedding dress. Charlene had been talking to him, and he was distracted. By the time he rem


    He did not expect that the call he had paid no attention to was the cause of Deirdre¡¯s blindness. He had


    dark for three years!


    Kyran said hastily with a pale face, ¡°I didn¡¯t know it was you!¡±


    Soon afterward, he came to realize the situation. His expression changed drastically, and he hastily look

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    Kyran had spoken so quickly that Deirdre was stunned and only heard ¡®didn¡¯t know it was you¡®.


    She furrowed her eyebrows and said, ¡°What do you mean by not knowing it was me?¡±


    Kyran clenched his fists tightly, and his gaze dimmed. ¡°What if he didn¡¯t know that the call was from you


    ? Perhaps he would havemissioned someone to treat your eyes if he knew. It¡¯s possible that he is


    not that merciless that he would seize your ability to see?¡±


    Deirdre chuckled. ¡°That is how I used to think. We were married, after all. He should


    have some feelings for me after being married for


    two years, at the very least, right? Yet, I was too naive.


    ¡°Charlene mentioned me when he took my call, and the impatience and disgust I heard in his voice wer


    e not feigned. I had no doubt that he would only scold me for ruining his mood on an important day if I


    were to tell him the truth at the time.¡±


    She could still remember Brendan¡¯s tone until today, perhaps because of how profound


    the incident was to her. She remembered every word he had said at the


    time and how hopeless she had felt.


    Brendan had taken away her will to live with his hands and turned her into a zombie.


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    Kyran shut his eyes in despair.


    He could no longer remember his mistake, but he knew he did not hate Deirdre for sure. His impatience


    for her was only due to the guilt he felt for her. He would dream about Deirdre almost every night at the


    time and would be restless.


    ¡°Forget it. It has already been more than a year. It¡¯s meaningless to think more about that. Let¡¯s get the


    prescription filled.¡±


    Kyran smiled bitterly and held her hand.


    Deirdre was surprised by his sudden act of intimacy, but she epted it smilingly.


    Radiance had returned to her eyes gradually. She went from being in agony to being reluctant to part w


    ith Kyran. It was Kyran¡¯s ultimate goal.


    After filling the prescription, Kyran said, ¡°Let¡¯s head to Den¡¯s ce. He prepared the food.¡±


    ¡°Prepared the food?¡± Deirdre was surprised. ¡°Isn¡¯t he staying at a hotel?¡±


    ¡°No. He¡¯s not used to staying at a hotel, so he leased a ce. After all, he will still need to be here to w


    atch over the Vige Alnwick project.¡±


    ¡°I see.¡± Deirdre nodded.


    The journey was not far. The car stopped after driving for a while during Deirdre¡¯s absentmindedness.


    Den stood by the door and approached them after noticing that they had gotten out of the car. ¡°How


    was the consultation?¡±


    ¡°She¡¯s not a suitable candidate for surgical management, so she¡¯s going to take the conservative mana


    gement of taking medicine and go back for a checkup next month.¡±


    Den was stunned. ¡°So you two can¡¯t go to Germia for now, right?¡±


    ¡°We¡¯ll discuss further after the checkup next month.¡±


    ¡°Sure. Come inside.¡± Den said, ¡°You¡¯re in luck today because I purchased many


    ingredients in preparation to cook for you.¡±


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    ¡°I went to him.¡±


    ¡°You went to him?¡±


    ¡°Hmm.¡± Deirdre lowered her gaze. ¡°I knew I couldn¡¯t see, so I sought help from someone to call him. Th


    e call was picked up, but I heard


    the conversation between him and Charlene about meeting his parents, and they


    talked about wedding gowns.


    ¡°Not only that, but


    Charlene also mentioned me, and he sounded agitated. He sounded like he was sick of me and wante


    d me to die badly. I came to understand that the call had only invited humiliation to myself.¡±


    Kyran¡¯s pupils constricted abruptly. ¡°When did that happen?¡±


    Deirdre recalled and said, ¡°A little over two months after I was sent to prison.¡±


    He was reminded of the time he received an unknown call when he was apanying Charlene to ch


    oose her wedding dress. Charlene had been talking to him, and he was distracted. By the time


    he remembered, the call was already hung up.


    He did not


    expect that the call he had paid no attention to was the cause of Deirdre¡¯s blindness. He had been kept


    in the dark for three years!


    Kyran said hastily with a pale face, ¡°I didn¡¯t know it was you!¡±


    Soon afterward, he came to realize the situation. His expression changed drastically, and he hastily


    looked toward Deirdre.


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    Kyran had spoken so quickly that Deirdre was stunned and only heard ¡®didn¡¯t know it was you¡®.


    She furrowed her eyebrows and said, ¡°What do you mean by not knowing it was me?¡±


    Kyran clenched his fists tightly,


    and his gaze dimmed. ¡°What if he didn¡¯t know that the call was from you? Perhaps he would have


    missioned someone to treat your eyes if he knew. It¡¯s possible that he is not that merciless that he woul


    d seize your ability to see?¡±


    Deirdre chuckled. ¡°That is how I used to think. We were


    married, after all. He should have some feelings for me after being married for two years, at the very le


    ast, right? Yet, I was too naive.


    ¡°Charlene mentioned me when he took my call, and the impatience and disgust I heard in his voice wer


    e not feigned. I had no doubt that he would only scold me for ruining his mood on an important day if I


    were to tell him the truth at the time.¡±


    She could still remember Brendan¡¯s tone until today, perhaps because of how profound the incident wa


    s to her. She remembered every word he had said at the time and how hopeless she had felt.


    Brendan had taken away her will to live with his hands and turned her into a zombie.


    Kyran shut his eyes in despair.


    He could no longer remember his


    mistake, but he knew he did not hate Deirdre for sure. His impatience for her was only due to the guilt h


    e felt for her. He would dream about Deirdre almost every night at the


    time and would be restless.


    ¡°Forget it. It has already been more than a year. It¡¯s meaningless to think more about that. Let¡¯s get the


    prescription filled.¡±


    Kyran smiled bitterly and held her hand.


    Deirdre was surprised by his sudden act of intimacy, but she epted it smilingly.


    Radiance had returned to her eyes gradually. She went


    from being in agony to being reluctant to part with Kyran. It was Kyran¡¯s ultimate goal.


    After filling the prescription, Kyran said, ¡°Let¡¯s head to Den¡¯s ce. He prepared the food.¡±


    ¡°Prepared the food?¡± Deirdre was surprised. ¡°Isn¡¯t he staying at a hotel?¡±


    ¡°No. He¡¯s not used to staying at a hotel, so he leased a ce. After all, he will still need to be here to wa


    ¡°I see.¡± Deirdre nodded.


    The journey was not far. The car stopped after driving for a while during Deirdre¡¯s absentmindedness.


    Den stood by the door and approached them after noticing that they had gotten out of the car. ¡°How w


    ¡°She¡¯s not a suitable candidate for surgical management, so she¡¯s going to take the conservative rnanag


    Den was stunned. ¡°So you two can¡¯t go to Germia for now, right?¡±


    ¡°We¡¯ll discuss further after the checkup next month.¡±


    ¡°Sure. Come inside.¡± Den said, ¡°You¡¯re in luck today because I purchased many


    ingredients in preparation to cook for you.¡±


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    Kyran changed his shoes when he got inside and helped


    Deirdre to change her shoes as well. He raised his head upon


    hearing that. ¡°I thought that you could only cook mac and cheese? Pasta alone is not enough to fill our t


    Den smiled in frustration. ¡°I can only cook one meal, but


    knowledge has no limit, and there¡¯s always the next


    meal to cook. I bought a recipe book that I studied in detail. It should be easy.¡±


    Deirdre felt something was off when he used the word ¡®should¡®. She stayed in the living room for a while


    Kyran noticed that as well. He wanted to go to the kitchen when Den walked out of the kitchen first. H


    There was no doubt that the food was ruined.


    Kyran


    knew Decian well. In fact, he did not even say a word before he pulled out his phone to order something


    ¡°Why don¡¯t I give it a try?¡±


    Den said jokingly, ¡°Miss McKinnon, it is rather embarrassing


    that I¡¯ve ruined lunch today. Are you trying to make me feel better about myself?¡±


    Deirdre said, ¡°I¡¯m not doing this to make you feel better, but I¡¯m eager to try to cook suddenly.¡±

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    Noticing that Deirdre was not joking, Den immediately became serious. ¡°Miss McKinnon, it will be m


    y honor to enjoy the feast you prepare if you can see, yet you can¡¯t see. Are you sure that you can do it


    ? You might burn yourself identally.¡±


    Kyran said, ¡°Deirdre, we can just order takeout. The oil and smoke of the kitchen are not good for you.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯ll be fine.¡± Deirdre found their anxiety to be amusing. ¡°I cooked when I was living with Mrs. Cox. More


    over, my eyes can still see to a certain extent. I can tell where the cooking pan is. It will be fine if I have


    ingredients prepared.¡±


    Den was hesitant. ¡°Are you sure?¡±


    ¡°Hmm.¡± Deirdre nodded. ¡°Let me give it a try.¡±


    Den looked toward Kyran, and thetter did not intervene. Instead, he said, ¡°Be careful. I¡¯ll help you.


    ¡±


    ¡°Sure.¡±


    Deirdre smiled. She had an ulterior


    motive. She used to cook to get on Brendan¡¯s good side, but this time, she would do it for Kyran becau


    se it was all she could do.


    Deirdre asked Den before she entered the kitchen. ¡°Do you have any dietary restrictions?¡±


    Den chuckled and said, ¡°No, I can have anything.¡±


    ¡°Sure.¡± Deirdre nodded and asked Kyran, ¡°How about you?¡±


    ¡°Same.¡±


    She had the freedom to improvise because of that. She changed her question by asking, ¡°What sort of t


    aste do you enjoy?¡±


    Kyran kept quiet for a moment before he answered, ¡°Spicy and sour.¡±


    His preference was actually theplete opposite of Brendan¡¯s.


    Deirdre was caught in a daze for a moment before she said, ¡°Sure.¡±


    She identified the location of the ingredients and spices when she entered the kitchen. Due to her visua


    l impairment, she adopted the method that was


    the opposite of what one would do: mixing all the spices in a bowl before pouring them into the pan with


    the meat after the pan was heated.


    Even though the food would taste better if it was marinated in spices, the difference in taste that resulte


    d from this cooking method would not be that vast either.


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    When she was done, Den came


    and helped to set up the table. He nced at Kyran after seeing the spicy, sour¨C


    tasting meal on the te.


    Kyran did not mind, but he reminded Deirdre, ¡°Walk slowly.¡±


    The three of them sat together. Den moved his cutlery and began eating. He


    could tell that each dish. was cooked with chili that tasted much spicier than ordinary food.


    He could withstand that but looked


    toward Kyran. Although Kyran¡¯s expression was calm, he was sweating from the spice.


    ¡°How is it?¡± Deirdre asked anxiously.


    Denplimented by saying, ¡°It¡¯s scrumptious. Whoever marries you is a lucky guy, Miss McKinnon.


    a restaurant chef.¡±


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    Deirdre knew that Den was a sweet talker, but she was still pleased in her heart. She


    asked Kyran,¡± How about you? Is there anything that I can do to make it better?¡±


    Den said smilingly, ¡°You¡¯re making things difficult for Kyran. He


    has eaten arge portion of your meal, and it is cooked by his beloved girlfriend. What¡¯s there for him to


    pick?¡±


    Deirdre


    was shy while Den said, ¡°Oh, right. Can you please help me to get my phone from the left room on th


    second floor if you¡¯re free, Miss McKinnon?¡±


    ¡°Yes, of course.¡± Deirdre got up.


    Den ced down his cutlery and


    passed a napkin to Kyran as soon as Deirdre left the room. He said with a frown, ¡°Don¡¯t eat anymore. G


    Kyran pushed away Den¡¯s hand despite the difort, feeling as if his stomach was burning.


    Den was frustrated. ¡°Why are you doing this to yourself? Do you think that choosing a taste preferenc


    ispletely different from yours will turn you into someone else? You¡¯re going to be with Miss McKinno

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    Kyran put up with it for a while before he rxed his frown and


    answered, ¡°I won¡¯t let her associate me with him, even for the slightest bit. I want to separate myself fro


    m Brendan and be the Kyran that she


    knows.¡±


    ¡°Yet, you¡¯re not Kyran. You¡¯re Brendan.¡±


    Kyran took a nce at Den upon hearing that and found Den¡¯s expression to be unpleasant.¡± Bre


    ndan, I hope that you can keep a clear head. I understand that you are


    determined to get Deirdre to trust you, but if you continue to behave like this, you¡¯re going to have a har


    d time. Your body is utterly incapable of tolerating meals of this spice level. If you can endure and finish


    the meal today, how about the next time? How about in the future?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯ll get used to it in the future.¡±


    ¡°Used to it?¡± Den was incredulous and could not helpughing from anger. ¡°Can


    you guarantee that you won¡¯t give yourself away for every day that follows? Even if you force yourself t


    o get used to eating spicy food, how about your face? You can¡¯t put on the hyper¨C


    realistic mask to change your face every time she is nning to touch your face. There wille a day


    when Deirdre will find out that you¡¯re Brendan.¡±


    Den said in all apparent seriousness, ¡°Brendan, you should think about what you are going to do to


    keep her with you and how to prevent her from hating you after finding out your true identity instead of


    hiding yourself aimlessly. You can¡¯t possibly keep her in the dark for the rest of her life.¡±


    ¡®Think about how to keep her with me and how to prevent her from hating me after


    finding out my true identity?¡®


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    Kyran said in a self¨Cmocking tone, ¡°That would be impossible.


    ¡°She said that she won¡¯t ever


    forgive me. She will most certainly try to get rid of me if she finds out I¡¯m Brendan, just like the few days


    she went missing. Even though she missed Kyran very much, she would hide and run


    away without hesitation after bing suspicious about my identity as Brendan.¡±


    Den felt a sense of powerlessness in


    his chest. ¡°So, you¡¯re going to change yourself even if it means sacrificing your body?¡±


    The tip of Kyran¡¯s tongue was numb, but his expression was indifferent. He swallowed a gulp of saliva


    and said, ¡°I owe it to her, and I promised her that I won¡¯t ever let Brendan show up before her again. I w


    ill erase the personality of the man named Brendan bit by bit.¡±


    ¡°What do you mean?¡±


    Kyran did not even blink. ¡°I want Brendan to disappear from this world before


    I go to Germia. I want to turn him into a dead man to set my mind at ease to be with Deirdre.¡±


    ¡°Have you lost your mind!?¡± Den furrowed his eyebrows. It was his first time showing his anger.


    Deirdre heard themotion coincidentally when she got out of the room. She walked down the stairs,


    and her expression changed drastically. ¡°What¡¯s going on? Are you having a fight?¡±


    She was extremely nervous, and Kyran looked up at her while he said in aforting tone, ¡°No.¡±


    Den assumed his smile and exined, ¡°We just


    have differing opinions about the project. Kyran and I will never fight in view of our close rtionship.¡±


    Deirdre felt that way too, not because she believed in their rtionship but because Den was a reser


    ved man. If he was angry enough to be involved in a fight, it would be something very serious.


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    ¡°I see. I was


    under the assumption that you got into a conflict.¡± Deirdre did not put much thought into the incident and


    ¡°Thank you so much, Miss McKinnon.¡±


    Den took the


    phone and said, ¡°Kyran and you don¡¯t have a ce to stay, so you can stay at my ce for the time bein


    Deirdre was shy. ¡°Will that be alright?¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s fine.¡± Den said jokingly, ¡°If you stay here, I get to take some rent from Kyran too.¡±


    Deirdre smiled while Den said, ¡°I have something to attend to, so I¡¯m heading out. Please make the


    necessary arrangements as you please.¡±

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    ¡°Sure.¡±


    Deirdre stretched out her hands in preparation to clean the table after Den left, but Kyran took over t


    he


    task. ¡°I¡¯ll do it.¡±


    ¡°You have just only recovered from a fever. Sit down.¡± Deirdre was worried.


    Kyran smiled and said, ¡°You cooked, so it¡¯s my duty to do the dishes. Having moderate exercise is goo


    d for health too. You sit down.¡±


    He took the utensils from Deirdre¡¯s hands and walked to the kitchen. He checked his phone before he


    walked away and found a text message from Den.


    [I hope that you will think it through.]


    Kyran turned off the screen and walked to the kitchen.


    He bustled about in the kitchen while Deirdre sat on the sofa


    by herself until her phone rang. She picked up and heard Hoyt¡¯s voiceing from the other end. ¡°It¡¯s


    me, Miss McKinnon.¡±


    Deirdre paused for a moment, yet she was not surprised by Hoyt¡¯s call. They had left in a hurry, and sh


    e did not wish to disturb him, so she had left her phone number with Mrs. Cox.


    ¡°Mr. Leigh, I¡¯m sorry for troubling you yesterday. Kyran has almost fully recovered from his high fever, s


    o we came back to the city to get him checked in the hospital first. I didn¡¯t manage to inform you before


    I


    left.¡±


    She spoke in a gentle voice.


    Kyran turned off the tap and looked toward Deirdre as soon as he heard the words ¡®Mr. Leigh¡®.


    Hoyt hastily said, ¡°It¡¯s fine! It¡¯s important


    for him to seek medical care. I requested my father to send someone to clear the road in the beginning


    just so it¡¯d be convenient for Mr. Reed to get to the hospital. This is great news!¡±


    Deirdre chuckled. ¡°The more reason for me to thank you. I¡¯m nning on staying in the


    city for a while now. If you have anything that


    you need help with or something else, call me anytime. If it¡¯s within my capabilities, I¡¯ll try to figure out a


    way to help for sure.¡±


    ¡°You don¡¯t have to do that¡­¡± muttered Hoyt. Then, he said, ¡°Oh right, why did you suddenly


    decide not to leave, Miss McKinnon? Did something happen?¡±


    ¡°Nothing much. It¡¯s just my eyes. I learned that my eyesight can improve with medicine after the consult


    ation, so I made the decision to stay for a month and monitor my eyes¡® condition.¡±


    ¡°I see.¡± Hoyt was relieved. ¡°That¡¯s great too. It will surely make things much easier for you if you can se


    e,


    Miss McKinnon.¡±


    ¡°That¡¯s


    right,¡± Deirdre replied smilingly. She suddenly realized that someone was standing in front of her. She r


    aised her head, and a man¡¯s outline came into view.


    ¡°Who are you talking to on the phone?¡±


    His tone did not sound as calm as usual, and it was obviously tainted with a tinge of jealousy.


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    ¡°It¡¯s Mr. Leigh. What¡¯s going on?¡±


    ¡°I don¡¯t feel well.¡±


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    Deirdre grew anxious instantly. ¡°Which part of your body doesn¡¯t feel well?¡±


    ¡°My heart.¡± Kyran did not even blink in guilt, but he said conscientiously, ¡°I feel even more unwell, espe


    cially when I heard you chatting with someone else while you ignored me, who was doing


    dishes in the kitchen.¡± 1


    Deirdre was stunned for a moment when she heard his vague deration of love. She could not help fe


    eling amused and said while she covered the phone¡¯s microphone, ¡°Sit down if you feel unwell. I¡¯ll do


    the dishester.¡±


    ¡°I can¡¯t bear to let you do it either.¡±


    He left her with no choice but to say softly, ¡°I will end the conversation soon.¡±


    Kyran let the matter drop and turned around to return to the kitchen.


    Deirdre cleared her throat and adjusted her hold on the phone. Before she could speak, Hoyt said smilin


    Her face was burning with shyness. She did not expect Hoyt to overhear the conversation because she


    ¡°Sure, we¡¯ll speak again.¡±


    She ended the call in embarrassment. She was about to stand up to go to the kitchen when her phone r


    ¡°Who¡¯s calling again?¡± Kyran walked out of the kitchen.


    Deirdre was confused. She hushed him before she picked up the call. ¡°Hello.¡±


    Soon, a voice was heard from the other end.


    ¡°Hello, Miss McKinnon. We¡¯re calling from the police station. We received notification from the hospital o


    ¡°Will it be fine for you toe to the station? The mastermind of the abduction has already been capture

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    ¡®Charlene has already been captured?¡®


    Deirdre was incredulous, and her grip on the phone tightened from excitement. ¡°Are you serious?¡±


    The police officer said, ¡°Miss McKinnon, we¡¯re the police, so we don¡¯t lie.¡±


    Deirdre calmed down her breathing. She had almost given up on pursuing the case and did not expect


    that there would be a change in the abduction investigation. After all, Charlene was Brendan¡¯s lover. Sh


    e could not possibly be captured as long as Brendan still loved her.


    She calmed herself with great effort. Kyran walked over and asked softly, ¡°What¡¯s going on? You sound


    ed very emotional earlier.¡±


    Deirdre turned around and wrapped her arms around Kyran¡¯s waist. ¡°The police just called and informe


    d me that the culprit who abducted me has been captured.¡±


    ¡°Really?¡± Kyran¡¯s gaze was tainted with ferocity at the mention of the abductor. ¡°The police work rather


    quickly and haven¡¯t disappointed us. Do you need to be at the police station now?¡±


    ¡°Hmm, they¡¯re asking me to identify the suspect.¡±


    Kyran grabbed his jacket. ¡°I¡¯ll send you there.¡±


    They drove to the police station. Deirdre¡¯s mood went from her initial excitement to calmness along the


    way. In fact, she was even slightly worried that


    Brendan would be there. However, she figured he should not be able to get there so quickly since he w


    as in Neve.


    ¡°We¡¯re here, Deirdre.¡±


    The car had already stopped by the time she was jolted back to reality.


    Deirdre got out of the car and entered the station holding Kyran¡¯s arm. The police officer¡¯s eyes lit up at


    the sight of Kyran, and he approached Kyran to wee him. ¡°Mr. Bright-¡±


    He was immediately interrupted by Kyran before he could finish his sentence. ¡°Hello, sir. I¡¯m Kyran from


    the abduction case previously, and this is the victim.¡±


    The police officer was stunned for a moment upon hearing that, but he came to understand the situatio


    n immediately. ¡°Hello, Mr. Reed, Miss McKinnon. Pleasee in first.¡±


    Upon entering the ce, Deirdre clutched her sleeves tightly, and her face turned pale from anxiety. ¡°Si


    r, may I inquire if the mastermind of the abduction has been captured for real?¡±


    ¡°Yes.¡±


    ¡°Is there anyone else with the person?¡±


    ¡°No, the person worked alone.¡±


    Deirdre felt relieved instantly. She realized that Charlene had note with Brendan because she


    did not want Brendan to find out that she was still alive.


    ¡°So I should¡­¡±


    ¡°The interrogation is taking ce in there now, and it will


    be inappropriate to let both of you confront each other in the same room. I¡¯m taking you to wait in anoth


    er room. When the interrogation is over, you will identify if there is any misinformation in the specific det


    ails, Miss McKinnon.¡±


    ¡°Sure.¡±


    Deirdre clutched her fists tightly, and Kyran could feel that she was unprecedentedly anxious. He felt pity


    ¡°Alright.¡± Deirdre raised her head and smiled before she said, ¡°I¡¯m so happy¡­ I¡¯ve already waited for the


    for a long time already. The person should have been in prison a long time ago.¡±


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    Kyran was stunned. ¡°You¡¯re acquainted with the mastermind of the abduction?¡±


    ¡°This way, please, Miss McKinnon, Mr. Reed.¡±


    Deirdre was about to answer when she was interrupted by the police officer. She stopped chatting and w


    She seemingly saw a light source ahead but could not see clearly. Soon afterward, she heard the detect


    Deirdre shut her eyes. She thought


    about this at times too. She and Charlene were not bound by hatred, so why would Charlene always tar


    ¡®Is it because


    Charlene took everything from me and became so blinded by greed that she wants to take my life as we


    ¡°No motive.¡±


    The voice came from the speaker. Deirdre raised her head abruptly, her eyes filled with astonishment.

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    Noticing Deirdre¡¯s unusual behavior, Kyran immediately turned to her and inquired softly, ¡°What¡¯s going


    on, Deirdre? Is something wrong?¡±


    The voice from the speaker continued to speak.


    ¡°The reason I abducted Miss McKinnon is very simple. I don¡¯t have money, so I wanted to ckmail an


    d extort money to spend.¡±


    ¡®The voice! It¡¯s a man¡¯s voice!¡®


    Deirdre shook her head desperately. ¡°This isn¡¯t right! This isn¡¯t right!¡±


    ¡°What isn¡¯t right?¡±


    Deirdre said, ¡°Trust me, Kyran. This man is not the mastermind of my abduction!¡±


    It was no wonder the mastermind of the abduction would be found¨C


    it was no wonder that Charlene would yield obediently. It turned out that she had figured out a way to fi


    nd herself a scapegoat!


    Deirdre¡¯s chest


    was burning with anger. She felt as if the man in the interrogation room was herself in the past.


    On the other hand, this was precisely Charlene¡¯s special trick!


    She turned a blind eye to thew, and when she got herself in trouble, she would get someone random


    to be her scapegoat!


    ¡°What?¡±


    The police officer behind her heard her remark as well. He approached her to confirm her remark by sa


    ying, ¡°Are you sure that this person is not the mastermind of the abduction, Miss McKinnon?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m sure!¡± Deirdre said, ¡°This person is used as the scapegoat!¡±


    Noticing how determined she was, the police officer furrowed his eyebrows tightly. ¡°Please hold on, Mis


    s McKinnon.¡±


    The police officer halted the interrogation and questioned the man on the person who sent him to be th


    e scapegoat, but the man refused to reveal anything. The man assured the police officer he was the


    one who had targeted Deirdre because she was blind and easily subdued. Supposedly, the idea of


    abducting her hade to him suddenly.


    Deirdre found it amusing. ¡®How would he think of using Maeve in advance if


    the idea of the abduction came to him suddenly?¡®


    At the thought of Maeve, Deirdre felt dizzy.


    Maeve was no saint either. She could hardly absolve herself from the me.


    In the end, the interrogation ended. The man was detained at the police station while the police officer


    sent Deirdre to sit in afortable area in the office. He said with recording equipment, ¡°Miss McKinno


    n, I¡¯m going to question you on the incident now. Please feel free to inform me if there is anything impro


    per at any moment.¡±


    Deirdre clutched the hem of her outfit anxiously. Kyran kept herpany and held her hand soundlessl


    y to offer her support


    ¡°Sure¡­¡±


    Deirdre calmed down, knowing that she was no longer alone now.


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    ¡°How are you so sure that the mastermind of the abduction case is not that man from earlier? Did you h


    ear something during the incident? Or do you have some other way to


    determine the abductor¡¯s identity?¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s because I¡¯m acquainted with the mastermind of the abduction.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s your acquaintance?¡± Kyran could not help furrowing


    his eyebrows while the police officer was also astonished. ¡°So, this is a case of non¨C


    stranger crime, huh? Are you acquainted with the person?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m not


    only acquainted with the person, but I know that the person is a woman too. Hence, I am fully convinced


    ¡°A woman?¡±


    The police officer had been investigating the case for a week, yet he had not considered the gender of th


    ¡°Her¡­¡±


    Deirdre was about to blurt it when her face suddenly turned pale, and her voice halted to a stop.


    Kyran noticed something was off. ¡°What¡¯s going on?¡±


    Deirdre clenched her


    fists slowly. She wanted to announce Charlene¡¯s name on the one hand, but her senses were telling


    her, ¡®Are you sure, Deirdre?


    ¡®The police will most certainly detain Charlene, and Brendan will be alerted


    after you give Charlene¡¯s name. Are you sure you want him to know that you¡¯re still alive?¡®


    Deirdre shut her eyes in despair. ¡°I can¡¯t remember anymore¡­¡±


    ¡°Can¡¯t remember anymore? Miss McKinnon, are you¡­ messing with me?¡±


    ¡°I remembered the woman¡¯s voice sounded familiar, but it had been too long¡­¡±

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    The police officer wanted to ask for more, but Kyran stepped in. ¡°Sorry,


    but I think we¡¯ll have to stop here. She hasn¡¯t exactly recovered from falling off the cliff. Coupled with th


    e abduction incident, it¡¯s only natural that her trauma is affecting her memory recall,¡± he said. ¡°Once sh


    e has some time to process the entire thing again, she might remember something. We¡¯lle back an


    d give new information by that point.¡±


    Although the police officer found the resolution quite disappointing, he could get behind Kyran¡¯s


    exnation. Nodding, he said, ¡°We¡¯re counting on you, Miss McKinnon. Please contact us as soon as y


    ou remember anything more.¡±


    They shook hands, and Deirdre left with an icy feeling in her gut. She wondered how long she was sup


    posed to hide from the public. Was she doing right by hiding?


    Was it right to ept injustice without raising any rm or standing up against it so she could move to


    Germia with Kyran and start all over again?


    Why should Charlene McKinney be free from her just desserts?


    She mulled over her thoughts quietly. Kyran held her fingertips, his hand


    emitting a little warmth throughout the cold. ¡°You okay?¡±


    She shed him her teeth. ¡°Oh, I¡¯m fine. It¡¯s just that recalling that abduction incident kind of makes me


    depressed a little.¡±


    Heforted her cidly. ¡°You don¡¯t have to hide anything from me, Deirdre. I know it¡¯s about somethi


    ng else.¡±


    She froze as a lump formed in her throat. He knew her so well, or rather, he cared a lot about her.


    Kyran led her into the car first before she


    could get tormented by the unforgiving winter. He started the engine and feigned nonchnce, decidin


    g not to stress Deirdre out. ¡°The abduction, huh? I think you knew who masterminded the whole thing,


    but you wouldn¡¯t say it for some reason. Is somethingpelling you


    to keep quiet? Is the culprit someone you knew, or¡­¡±


    Deirdre did not expect Kyran to see through her mind and gave a mirthlessugh. ¡°Fine. You¡¯re right. I¡¯


    m aware of the mastermind¡¯s identity.¡±


    Kyran frowned. ¡°Then why say nothing? Why protect evil? Whoever they


    are, they deserve to get theireuppance and be served justice. They don¡¯t deserve mercy.¡±


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    Deirdre cast her eyes down. Naturally, she knew all of that! She wished she could pack Charlene¡¯s *ss i


    nto the justice machine and watch her suffer her sentences! But the problem was¡­


    She gave a deep sigh. ¡°Kyran, do you know one Charlene McKinney?¡±


    Kyran¡¯s eyes darkened, and his expression stiffened. ¡°Heard of her.¡±


    ¡°She¡¯s Brendan¡¯s fiancee and the love of his life. She¡¯s also the mastermind.¡±


    Although Deirdre¡¯s tone was even, Kyran¡¯s face paled. His fingers tightened around the steering wheel.


    ¡± Are you sure?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯ve never


    been more sure,¡± she replied. ¡°She made a personal appearance that day and even talked to me. She


    mistook you for Brendan and thought I was somehow reconnecting with him. Thus, she arranged the a


    bduction in retaliation.¡±


    An overcast shadowed Kyran¡¯s visage. His eyes started to look unfocused, as though he was lost in


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    thoughts. It was only when he noticed the red light on


    the traffic light ahead he managed to shake himself out of a trance and stepped on the brake.


    ¡°If you¡¯re sure it was her, then you should have told the police and let them deal with it.¡±


    Deirdre smiled bitterly. ¡°I can¡¯t.¡±


    Kyran frowned. He thinned his lips. ¡°Why? Did she threaten you into silence?¡±


    ¡°No. I don¡¯t give a d*mn about her threats. It¡¯s¡­ Brendan I¡¯m worried about.¡±


    There was a subtle crack in Kyran¡¯s voice. ¡°Why him?¡±


    ¡°Because as far as he knows, I¡¯m dead. I used my death as an borate ruse to evade him. If the police


    closed her eyes, and her lips quivered. ¡°And then¡­ he¡¯ll find me.¡±


    Every time her thoughts drifted to Brendan, a primal chill would pour out of the shadows of her mind and


    demon. She could never forget just how hard he had destroyed Sterling¡¯s life.


    A jolt of pain struck Kyran. ¡°You¡¯re that afraid of him, huh?¡±

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    ¡°One thing¡¯s for sure. I don¡¯t want anything to do with him.¡±


    Kyran steadied his breath and turned the steering wheel. ¡°If this is the origin of your hangup, then you d


    on¡¯t have to worry about it at all. Brendan will never know that you¡¯re alive. Not in his entire lifetime.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s eyes widened. She was taken aback and pretty perplexed. ¡°Where¡¯s that confidenceing f


    rom?¡±


    He studied her calmly. ¡°You said it yourself. Charlene did all of this for Brendan. Her motive was to ens


    ure that


    you¡¯ll never be near him. In other words, it¡¯s well within her motive to ensure Brendan knows nothing ab


    out the abduction plot or


    your whereabouts. If he learns about the abduction and that she¡¯s the one behind it, do you know how


    bad her position¡¯s going to be?¡±


    Deirdre bit her lips. ¡®He has a point, but¡­¡®


    ¡°Do you really think she¡¯s capable of hiding the whole plot from him?¡± she asked under her breath.


    Kyran chuckled regretfully. ¡°I wouldn¡¯t underestimate


    her if I were you. She¡¯s good at keeping many things in the dark.¡±


    He knew she would ruminate on her decision


    again, so he quickly added, ¡°You also forget that you¡¯re not alone. You have me. I¡¯llmunicate with t


    he cops and make sure that you remain anonymous.


    ¡°Look, I¡¯m not going to force you into a decision. What I¡¯m saying is just do what your heart tells you to.


    Ask yourself, does Charlene McKinney deserve to be brought to justice?¡±


    Deirdre clenched her hands into fists and


    exhaled a long, long breath. Was there anything to hold her back anymore?


    ¡°Kyran, I want¡­ I want to inform the police! I want Charlene to be brought to justice!¡±


    Kyran¡¯s gaze softened. He held her nipping fingers and


    squeezed them gingerly before letting go. ¡°Good. I¡¯lle with you.¡±


    In truth, he had been driving them back to the police station. A


    few minutester, the car stopped at the entrance. The two strode back into the hall, to the previous pol


    ice officer¡¯s surprise. ¡°Mr., uh, Reed? Miss McKinnon? What¡¯s the matter?¡±


    Deirdre balled her hands into fists in embarrassment. ¡°Uh, I suddenly recalled who that person was in


    mid- journey, so we returned.¡±


    The police officer¡¯s eyes twinkled. ¡°Really? That¡¯s awesome! Come on in!¡±


    He almost could not contain his excitement. As soon as they fell into their seats, he


    asked, ¡°So, who was


    it?¡±


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    Deirdre took a deep breath. ¡°Her name is Charlene McKinney.¡±


    The police officer was stunned. ¡°Wait, what?¡±


    ¡°Deirdre, Charlene legally changed her name,¡± reminded Kyran.


    ¡®Changed her name? Oh. Of course. To the public, ¡°Charlene McKinney¡± has been incarcerated. She m


    ust have reinvented her identity so she can marry Brendan without any hitch or drama.¡®


    ¡°Who is she now, then?¡±


    Kyran replied, ¡°Charli McKinsey.¡±


    tee You into: Making Your Decision Okay!


    The police officer shot a nce at Kyran and back at Deirdre. He typed the name into hisptop.¡± McKin


    H¨CA¨CR¨CL- Whoa! The famous socialite of Neve? Or-¡±


    ¡°Brendan Brighthall¡¯s fiancee.¡± Deirdre finished his sentence. Then, a little apprehensively, she added, ¡°I


    The police officerughed dryly. ¡°Difficult how?¡±


    ¡°The fact that she¡¯s connected to Brendan. It¡¯s very likely that he will try to protect Charli from thew.¡±


    At present, the police officer¡¯s stare at Kyran was filled with shock. Still, he managed to recover enough


    Mr. Brighthall¡¯s actual, wife, the state still has the authority to arrest her as long


    as shemitted a crime. There is but one concern, though¡­¡±

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    Chapter 523 Testify Against Charlene McKinney


    The police officer thought it would be unkind to snuff out Deirdre¡¯s hope, so he asked tactfully, ¡°Do you


    have any solid proof, Miss McKinnon?¡±


    ¡°Proof?¡±


    ¡°We can¡¯t sentence someone based on he¨Csays¨Cshe¨Csays. We need more witnesses and evidence.¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t I count as an eyewitness?¡±


    ¡°You do, but since you¡¯re blind, the defendant can easily weasel her way out of this usation. It¡¯s reall


    y hard to make a solid case if you¡¯re the sole witness.¡±


    A person came into Deirdre¡¯s mind¨Cand the color in her eyes darkened. She


    thinned her lips. ¡°I¡­ I know another eyewitness, but I don¡¯t know if she¡¯s willing to help. Regardless, I¡¯


    m willing to try. Can you help me summon this person? Then I¡¯ll talk to her alone.¡±


    Maeve O¡¯Keefe


    was brought in a whileter. Despite her seemingly calm expression, she was gripping the edge of her


    skirt tightly as though she had predicted this oue. The police escorted her into an interrogation roo


    m, where Deirdre was already waiting.


    The older woman almost could not recognize thetter even as she sat across from her. Deirdre¡¯s face


    was almost fully healed¨Cif


    one were to look over the scars, they would be quickly sucked in by her head- turning beauty.


    Suddenly, Charlene¡¯s malicious envy, as well as all the other schemes the woman had cooked up just t


    o erase Deirdre¡¯s existence, made sense.


    In truth, Maeve was happy to see Deirdre well and unharmed. Sitting across from her, she said gingerly


    ,¡± Miss McKinnon.¡±


    Deirdre had been casting her eyes to the table cidly until she spoke. Lifting her head, she asked, ¡°Is


    your daughter safe?¡±


    Maeve froze. A momentter, she realized Deirdre was asking about her daughter¡¯s abduction, and her


    eyes watered. ¡°Yes! Oh God, she¡¯s safe!¡±


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    Of


    course, she only learned her daughter had never been in danger after a long time. How could she know


    that her daughter would y ball with Charlene and pretend to be in danger all to get some money?


    Ashamed, Maeve added, ¡°I didn¡¯t think¡­ You¡¯d be


    concerned about her or me, Miss McKinnon. I thought¡­ I thought you¡¯d never want to see me again.¡±


    Deirdre closed her eyes and steadied her breath. ¡°You didn¡¯t mean to put me in danger, did you?¡±


    Maeve wiped tears away from her eyes. ¡°Of course not, dear.¡± She chuckled, morose. ¡°Though I guess


    you don¡¯t believe me, do you?¡±


    ¡°You¡¯re wrong. I believe you.¡±


    Maeve stared at her at a loss.


    ¡°I believe you were forced to y your role in the abduction because they left you no choice, but it does


    n¡¯t change the fact that you abused my trust and were an aplice to the harm they inflicted on me.


    Do you know why they abducted me?¡±


    ¡°They¡­ They want you to leave Mr. Brighthall¡¯s side,¡± replied Maeve, but her face was pale with


    uncertainty.


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    ¡°No. Charlene¡¯s motive has been murder all along.¡±


    Every bit of color was drained from Maeve¡¯s face.


    jumped off a cliff to save myself.¡± Deirdre continued.


    ¡°My survival was a miracle. It was more than likely that the water would swallow me whole. I could have


    very well died that day.¡±


    Maeve covered her face. She was guilt¨Cridden, and even her voice was


    cracking and trembling. ¡°God¡­ I¡¯m sorry.¡±


    Deirdre was unfazed. ¡°You feel sorry for me? Well, if I¡¯m being fair, I should have told the


    authorities that you¡¯re one of the aplices, but I didn¡¯t. Because I need your help.¡±


    Anxiety gnawed on Maeve¡¯s mind. ¡°What?¡±


    ¡°I need you to testify against Charlene.¡±


    ¡°What!?¡± The older woman cried out. She clenched her hands so hard that her nails turned white. ¡°M¨C


    Miss McKinnon, you-¡±


    Deirdre cut her off.


    ¡°Don¡¯t disappoint me any further, Mrs. O¡¯Keefe. I want to see Charlene be served theeuppance tha


    longer.¡±


    She had been staring ahead at Maeve without breaking eye contact. ¡°This isn¡¯t a request that


    you can ept or reject. This is me giving you a chance to redeem yourself. This is your one chance to


    Maeve met Deirdre¡¯s gaze for the first time.


    She used to be too meek to stand up for herself¨Cholding herself


    in such low regard that she would suffer so much pain in silence.


    But now, Deirdre had grown to be a strong, brave woman

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    Chapter 524 Her Torment Was On Your Orders


    Deirdre had be sure of herself, confident, regal, and imposing, like, well¡­ that man¡­


    Maeve¡¯s shock gradually transitioned into feeling sorry for her. ¡°Alright. I¡¯ll do it. I¡¯ll testify against McKin


    ney.¡±


    ¡°Thank you.¡± Deirdre nodded politely at her


    and left her seat. The police officer greeted her and entered the room after her.


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    Kyran covered her with his coat and praised her. ¡°You were excellent.¡±


    ¡°Really?¡± Deirdre forced herself to smile


    through her fatigue. ¡°I probably looked stoic and purely rational in there, but I was barely controlling my


    sadness and anger. I guess I¡¯m just not mature enough.¡±


    ¡°No, you¡¯re wrong. You¡¯re very mature. What you felt stemmed from your disappointment against her. T


    hat¡¯s why you felt sad and angry.¡±


    Deirdre shed him a pained smile. She cleared her throat and hoped all her emotions went down into


    her gut like a heavy load. ¡°Reason tells me it¡¯s only natural for a mother to do what she did. She was try


    ing to save her daughter, her own flesh and blood. To her, the decision was easy. The life of someone s


    he didn¡¯t know against the life of her own daughter. There was no cause for hesitance.


    ¡°But I couldn¡¯t help but feel, you know? Who did she see me as? We lived together for a while, right? Di


    d my life mean so little to her? I guess¡­ In the end, the only


    thing she shared with her was the voice. She sounded like her, but she¡¯s not her.¡±


    Deirdre forced herself not to cry even as her eyes were red. She was not Ophelia¨C


    she never was her mother. Never was the woman who would


    forgo her own meal if it meant she could buy a little lollipop to brighten Deirdre¡¯s day.


    ¡°Deirdre¡­¡± Kyran gritted through his trembling heart and threw his arms around her. He closed his eye


    s as his expression twisted into a regretful grimace. It took him a long time before


    he could finally calm himself into assuming his calm voice. ¡°You still have me.¡±


    Deirdre squeezed her arms, drawing


    him into herself with all her might. ¡°I know.¡± Her voice sounded muffled as it escaped.


    ¡°You have no idea how d I am that you¡¯re around. Anyone else in the world could bring me pain¡­ ex


    cept for you. You never disappoint.¡±


    Kyran¡¯s hand froze in mid¨Cstroking her back.


    ¡°Mm¨Chmm.¡±


    Maeve told the


    interrogating officer everything. Deirdre listened to about half of her testimonial and decided she had ha


    d enough. The two left and visited a supermarket close to their residence. 1


    After buying their ingredients, she asked, ¡°Hey, Kyran, should we call Mr. King and ask when he isi


    ng back? We can have dinner together.¡±


    Kyran made that call, but the other side did not answer him.


    ¡°He¡¯s probably busy. He¡¯s not even answering my call. Let¡¯s eat on our own.¡±


    ¡°Okay!¡±


    Deirdre began to prepare their dinner as soon as they returned home while Kyran made himself useful


    with whatever auxiliary tasks needed to bepleted. He received a call halfway and immediately frow


    ned.


    ¡°What is it?¡± asked Deirdre, turning back to him.


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    Vument was ch Your Finders


    Kyran hung up. ¡°Nothing big. Den had a few drinks, and now he¡¯s too tipsy to drive. He wants me to g


    ¡°He drank?¡± asked Deirdre, surprised. ¡°Well, you better rescue him now. Come back soon, okay?¡±


    Kyran kissed her hair. ¡°Take care of yourself. If you can¡¯t find something, just wait for me. I won¡¯t be long


    ¡°Okay!¡±


    Kyran took his coat, closed the door, and strode outside. Den¡¯s car was parked near the entrance, wit


    cigarette was lodged between his fingers.


    As soon as Kyran appeared, he handed him a file. ¡°Here. Your report.¡±


    As Kyran rummaged through the pages, Den spoke. ¡°Someone ordered Deirdre to be maltreated and


    when he said it was.¡±


    The document was filled with graphic details of Deirdre¡¯s torment and pain as described by witnesses. T


    his heart ached until he identally crumpled the pages with a frown.

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    Chapter 525 The Child Was Forced to Die


    After a long beat, Kyran finally found his voice. ¡°And Steven?¡±


    ¡°Fled.¡± Den took another sharp inhale of smoke.


    ¡°He is a smart man who knows you all too well. He foresaw things going south way


    ahead and withdrew his savings before disappearing. It¡¯s impossible to find him.¡±


    Kyran¡¯s eyes were nailed to the document. A maelstrom was kicking up in his chest, pressing itself agai


    nst the inside of his chest and stinging him so much that his face turned white.


    It took him a while to recover. Exhaling a few breaths, he said, ¡°He had no motive. He wouldn¡¯t even ha


    ve gained anything from it.¡±


    Den shed him a smile. ¡°That much is obvious. What could he possibly gain from doing all of this to


    Deirdre? Nothing. As such, someone else must have ordered him to. Now, I don¡¯t have any solid proof


    yet, but I¡¯m sure who that mastermind could be. Question is¡­ Do you want to hear it?¡¯


    Kyran did not even blink. ¡°Charlene.¡±


    ¡°Huh? Right on the first strike. Only two people could have gained from this whole thing: you and Charl


    ene McKinney. Deirdre was pregnant with your


    kid after two years of marriage, so her emotional motive was transparent.¡±


    Kyran sank into silence, his eyes misty. He could not stop his mind from returning to that day¨C


    the fire, the woman and her blurry features, and the near¨C


    suicidal, altruistic determination to save him from the


    inferno.


    Never had he expected that same angel to be a demon capable of the most wretched things behi


    nd


    his back.


    Den could see the mental anguish ying out in Kyran¡¯s mind. Snuffing out his cigarette, he exhaled


    . ¡± Brendan, the past is the past. People can be unrecognizably changed even after a year, let alone tw


    o years shy of a decade.


    ¡°Charlene is no longer the same


    woman who saved you from the fire. She has changed. I told you back when the woman and I first met


    that this is a woman who¡¯s motivated by avarice. You were so in love with her that you wouldn¡¯t listen w


    hen I told you, and that¡¯s okay. I get it. But what other excuses can youe up with now?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m not even going to excuse her.¡± Kyran thought of the trials Deirdre had gone through and felt a chill


    sweeping across his heart. ¡°I was just thinking, who¡¯s the bigger sinner? Me or Charlene?¡±


    After Deirdre was finally released from the prison and was given a chance to live, Brendan swooped ba


    ck in like the Devil, chained her to his


    side, and proceeded to rain hellfire on her, humiliate her, abuse her, and endlessly torment her.


    ¡®No wonder Deirdre¡¯s love turned into hate.¡® 2


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    Den sidestepped the question with a much more practical one of his own, ¡°What now?¡±


    ¡°Deirdre has stated that the culprit behind her abduction is Charlene.¡± Kyran shut the document. ¡°It¡¯s hi


    gh time she reaps what she sowed.¡±


    He handed the document back to Den. ¡°Come inside with me. Deirdre¡¯s


    busy in the kitchen. It¡¯s not safe to leave her alone.¡±


    He took two steps forward until Den, climbing down his car, stopped him. ¡°Brendan.¡±


    CHIOAN as Faced to Le


    The man stopped.


    ¡°You¡¯re not going to like what I¡¯m about to tell you. The child the two of you had? Miss McKinnon never w


    Kyran¡¯s back was as straight and erect as ever, but one could see his entire frame shaking.


    Deirdre heard the sound of the door opening and stopped her work. Rubbing her hands clean, she calle


    Den¡¯s well¨Cpracticed smile had returned.


    ¡°False rm! I wasn¡¯t drinking to heal my broken heart. My clients basically forced me.¡±


    ¡°Well, that¡¯s a relief,¡± she replied, rxed.


    ¡°I made you soup. Come take it. Hopefully, it will help lessen your hangover on the next day.¡±


    ¡°Gee, thanks.¡±


    Deirdre smiled and told him not the worry. Then, turning toward a rather sullen Kyran, who had not spok

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    Chapter 526 Did You Smoke?


    Deirdre was all smiles and joy, her tone yful and adorable. But Den sniped a concerned nce at


    Kyran and saw an icy visage shadowed by guilt. His eyes were so hollow and devoid of light they coul


    d have belonged to a corpse.


    ¡°Let me do the honors, Miss McKinnon. Kyran¡¯s a little tired from the drive.¡±


    She stopped, stunned for a moment, and smiled. ¡°Well, I won¡¯t say no to that. Thanks!¡±


    Den rolled up his sleeves. ¡°Pleasure¡¯s all mine. Working in the kitchen could probably help me sober


    up.¡±


    He stepped into the kitchen and began looking. He found it easily enough, but as he passed it to Deirdr


    e, she thanked him and asked, ¡°Did you really drink?¡±


    He paused. His smile became a little mechanical. ¡°What do you mean?¡±


    ¡°You don¡¯t smell like you had booze. You smell like cigarettes.¡±


    Den sighed in relief. ¡°No, I drank. The smell probably left on the journey, and then I smoked a cigaret


    te outside. The smell must have covered it up.¡±


    ¡°Huh?¡± Deirdre hummed nomittally. ¡°I get the necessity of social events with customers and client


    s, but I sure hope you¡¯d drink and smoke less, Mr. King. Those things don¡¯t do your health any good.¡±


    ¡°I know. Honestly? I don¡¯t even like those poisons. It¡¯s a sometimes¨Cthing.¡±


    The two of them had small talks like that while they worked in the


    kitchen. Den helped Deirdrey it out on the table when the meal was ready. The young woman said


    , ¡°Time for dinner, Kyran!¡±


    There was no answer.


    Den scanned the living room and found no sign of him. ¡°The man told me he didn¡¯t have enough rest


    yesterday, so I guess he must be taking a power nap upstairs. I¡¯ll get him.¡±


    ¡°No, let him be.¡± Deirdre looked at the stairs and said. ¡°Let him rest. We can always


    reheat dinnerter. We¡¯re not in the middle of the summer, so I don¡¯t even have to store them in the frid


    ge.¡±


    In the end, the two of them had dinner together. It seemed ennui spurred Den into a conversation m


    achine because he and Deirdre had a very lively conversation involving all kinds of topics. The only thin


    g he would always pivot away from, though, was Eastegene.


    ¡°That day when I was abducted¡­ You didn¡¯t quite manage to settle back in Eastgene when it happene


    d, right? Sorry. You had to rush all the way back here because of it.¡±


    ¡°Nah, it was nothing,¡± replied Den, smiling. ¡°I don¡¯t want to stay in that dump, and


    you gave me the perfect excuse to hightail out of there. But well¡­ Now is not the time to talk


    about that. We should eat!¡±


    When the meal was over, Den took dishes duty upon himself. Deirdre got up the stairs, ready to take


    a break when she passed by Kyran¡¯s room. She knocked.


    It took him


    a long while to answer the door. As soon as it opened, a smoke wave crashed onto Deirdre¡¯s face, cau


    sing her to stiffen. ¡°You were smoking?¡±


    ¡°Maybe a little,¡± he replied.


    No, it was not ¡®a little¡®. That much Deirdre


    could tell. The stench was so thick it came not from him but the entire room.


    Baffled, Deirdre asked, ¡°Why? Bad mood?¡±


    Chapter 526 Did You Smoke?


    He realized he could not look into Deirdre¡¯s crystal¨Cclear eyes


    and let his gaze settle on the floor.¡± Nothing. I¡¯m just a little¡­ tired, so I was hoping nicotine could keep


    Deirdre frowned.


    ¡°If you¡¯re tired, the right thing to do is to sleep. Quit smoking. It¡¯s terrible for your health.¡±


    ¡°Yes, ma¡¯am.¡± He chuckled lightly. ¡°I guess I¡¯ll go to rest. You get an early rest too.¡±


    Deirdre nodded and turned away before, suddenly, Kyran stopped her. ¡°Deirdre?¡±


    She turned around, nonplussed. ¡°Yeah?¡±


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    His eyes bored into hers. ¡°Good night.¡±


    She shed him a smile. ¡°You too.¡±


    She returned to her room, took a shower, andy down on her bed. The way Kyran said his goodnight w


    ¡­ strange. It felt unusually loaded, as though it crawled out from a ce of anguish.

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    Chapter 527 Something¡¯s Weighing On Your Mind


    It was as if Kyran had something he wanted to say¡­


    Deirdre closed her eyes. Maybe she was overthinking it because she was pretty tired too. If Kyran had


    anything he wanted to tell her, he would just say so. There was no reason for secrets between the two


    of them at this stage of their rtionship.


    Deirdre slept soundly.


    A long, long whileter, her bedroom door creaked open.


    A man snuck inside from that little crack, his movement featherlight and careful, to avoid waking up the


    young woman. He took his seat near her bed.


    Moonlight sprayed into her room through her window and drenched her. Her skin was


    clear, like the surface of a silveryke. As he studied her, her eyes


    gleamed with hunger while his lips curled into a shadow of a smile.


    That was until, suddenly, the smile died.


    It was as if someone had sucked away every oxygen in his lungs, and now his ribcage and its fleshy co


    ntents were imploding. His face paled, he knelt a little forward, and his eyes rested on the young woma


    n¡¯s abdomen. Her nket covered it.


    An uncontroble urge sprung out from the depth of his mind and animated his


    hand into pulling the nket away. His trembling fingertip traced invisible circles on the exposed abdom


    en.


    He and Deirdre¡¯s child used to be in there.


    If that kid had lived¡­ The


    man would have someone to call him ¡®dad¡®. The kid could have grown up in a happy family¨C


    the best childhood they could ever have.


    Yet, he killed it before any of


    that possibility was even given time to take shape. Then, as though his sin was not great enough, he bl


    amed it all on Deirdre. He skewered her over her


    supposed abandonment of their child and vilified her for failing to protect them.


    Brendan Brighthall deserved to burn in hell.


    ¡°Kyran?¡±


    The woman¡¯s voice broke his train of thought. Kyran froze and raised his


    head instinctively. The young woman was staring at him groggily as his hand rested on her abdomen.


    ¡°What are you doing?¡± she asked, her confusion audible. Sleep colored her enunciation.


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    Kyran retracted his hand as though he had just touched something hot. ¡°I¨CI can exin!¡±


    He could not exin.


    Deirdre suddenlyughed and held his hands in hers. ¡°I get it. You¡¯re hungry!


    I knew you¡¯d be hungry if you skipped a meal! Come on. I¡¯ll reheat dinner for you.¡±


    She trusted him. She trusted


    him so much that the fact that he had suddenly appeared in her room did not ring any of her rms.


    For some reason, that unconditional trust weighed on Kyran¡¯s heart even more heavily. ¡°No, I¡¯m fine.¡±


    ¡°Hmm? What¡¯s wrong?¡± It finally urred to Deirdre that something was


    not right with Kyran. Sitting up, she asked, ¡°Hey, is something weighing on your mind?¡±


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    Chapter 52105mething¡¯s Weighing On Your Mind


    Kyran looked at her and felt a sting in his throat. He hummed. ¡°Yeah. There¡¯s one.¡±


    Deirdre was rmed. ¡°Is it about Mr. King, or-¡±


    ¡°Me.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s about you?¡±


    ¡°I did something unforgivable when I was younger.¡±


    She was stunned. Kyran was capable ofmitting mistakes?


    ¡°What¡­ did you do?¡±


    ¡°I can¡¯t tell you now exactly what it was, but believe me, it was the stupidest mistake I¡¯ve ever made in m


    ¡°That sounds very serious,¡± Deirdre replied pensively. ¡°Did you hurt that person?¡±


    ¡°Yeah. Deeply.¡±


    ¡°That¡¯s very, very serious. If you identally hurt someone over something, then that something couldn


    He gazed deeply into her eyes. ¡°What if they don¡¯t ept it?¡±


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    ¡°Well, it¡¯s not that surprising, isn¡¯t it? After all, you¡¯re the one at fault, so I guess¡­ All you can do is to ma


    that don¡¯t repulse them.¡±


    He pulled her into his arms. Her scent kicked up a storm of feelings, so he rested his


    head on her shoulder and took a deep breath. ¡°Thanks.¡±


    Sheughed. ¡°For what? I didn¡¯t do anything. Hungry?¡±


    Kyran was so hungry that his stomach was aching, but he had no appetite. ¡°I don¡¯t feel like eating,¡± he s


    ¡°That¡¯s not a good reason not to have a few bites. You weren¡¯t able to have lunch, and then I didn¡¯t call f


    dinner because I thought you needed some rest.¡±

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    Chapter 528 I Wish I Could Be Kyran Reed


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    Deirdre climbed out of her bed, but Kyran stopped her. ¡°Where are you going? It¡¯s cold!¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m going to reheat dinner.¡±


    Kyran frowned. ¡°I can do it myself.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯ll be fine. In fact, I¡¯ll keep youpany.¡±


    She put on her coat and went downstairs, where the food was already cold. Instead of sending them int


    o the microwave, she took some spaghetti and green vegetables from the fridge.


    Confused, Kyran asked, ¡°Weren¡¯t you supposed to reheat dinner?¡±


    Deirdre pushed a lock of her hair behind her ear. ¡°I thought for a moment and changed my


    mind. I don¡¯t think it¡¯s good to have something with that much kick and vor in the dead of night, so I d


    ecided to make something mild and tame, like¡­ a bowl of


    spaghetti. You just have to wait for a few minutes. Once the water¡¯s boiling, I can make simple veggie s


    paghetti.¡±


    She turned away from him and set her attention to the meal.


    Kyran watched her back, his face pale. And then, within minutes, a steaming bowl of spaghetti with so


    me leafy green greeted him.


    He froze.


    When was it again?


    Their marriage. This used to happen a lot back then.


    She used to wait for him toe home


    from work. The sound of the tires scrunching against the road would wake


    her up, and she would gushingly run up to him and ask him about his day, and then¡­


    She would make food for him.


    And he would never give her the time of his day. The first thing he would do was go all the way to the s


    econd floor and check on Charlene.


    Steam was pouring out of the bowl like a geyser. Kyran grabbed a fork and began scooping them up an


    d stuffing them into his mouth. It stung his mouth. He thought


    he had stuck a burning iron rod inside for a moment. He sputtered.


    ¡°H¨CHey! Spit it out! God, I¡¯ll get you water!¡±


    She poured him a ss of cold water and pushed it toward him. Her face was pale with worry.


    ¡°What¡¯s with the hurry? Are you that hungry? It was piping hot, Kyran. You will get hurt.¡±


    He drank a big gulp until his mouth finally felt better. From the reflection, it seemed like his eyes were r


    ed. ¡°I¡¯m okay,¡± he muttered, his eyes fixed on the bowl. After a while, he wolfed it down again.


    His tongue had gone numb from the previous ordeal¨C


    he could no longer taste the spaghetti. And yet, he ate it as though it was the most precious


    food in the world. He would not even leave the sauce alone.


    Deirdre propped her chin on her hand. ¡°Seconds?¡±


    ¡°Yes!¡±


    She dumped whatever was left of the pot into his bowl, and yet even she thought it was too much for a


    man. ¡°Huh? You should just eat half of it.¡±


    Kyran agreed, but he did not mean it. He finished itpletely as if worried that the spaghetti would


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    disappear if he did not. His stomach was protesting in pain from all of it, but he still


    ate it down to thest


    bit.


    He pushed an empty bowl back to Deirdre. She lifted it and


    was immediately shocked at how light it felt.¡± You finished it?¡±


    Kyran fought his difort and replied, ¡°Yeah. It was so good. Your skill hasn¡¯t dulled one bit.¡±


    ¡°Hasn¡¯t dulled one bit?¡°¡± She was perplexed, but she figured that he might have


    meant she was generally a good cook. Frowning, she asked, ¡°Are you sure you¡¯ll be fine? You ate a lot.


    ¡°I¡¯m fine.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s prognosis was right. Kyran


    threw up three times in his bathroom, and his stomach refused to be at ease. His face was stricken with


    After all, when he looked at himself in the mirror, all he saw was the same cold, stoic expression.


    Someone knocked on his door. Worried that it might be Deirdre, he kept quiet until Den


    said, ¡°It¡¯s just me.¡±


    He washed his face and opened the door, and his friend gave him gastric medicine. ¡°Here.¡±


    ¡°You saw?¡± asked Kyran, unabashed. He threw two pills into his mouth.


    ¡°Yeah. It was like watching an amateur live¨C


    stream host, where the idiot tried to down three people¡¯s worth of spaghetti. Thanks, I hate it. I don¡¯t eve


    Den had been a little shocked by his friend¡¯s action, but then again, maybe he was not. Kyran was jus


    like that.


    The shadow of a smile settled on Kyran¡¯s lips, but it did not reach his eyes.


    Suddenly, he said somethingpletely off¨Ctopic. ¡°If only I could be Kyran Reed.¡±

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    Deirdre had expected Charlene to be arrested, but she did not expect


    it to happen as soon as two dayster. When the police told her the woman in


    question was already detained, Deirdre was shocked.


    The police were careful to put a damp on whatever fervor Deirdre might have after hearing news like th


    at. ¡°We need to put this out there, though. We might not get to arrest her instantly on our first attempt.¡±


    She did not really need it¨C


    Deirdre knew it was next to a miracle to get Charlene to admit to guilt or be arrested on the first day. Sh


    e sshed some water over her face, hoping the cold would wake her up from any stupor.


    She was so preupied that she missed out on her face¡¯s strange smoothness. She changed into a se


    t of new clothes and went downstairs.


    Den was on breakfast duty today while Kyran yed his assistant. Hearing amotion echoing fro


    m the stairs, Den raised his head and greeted, ¡°Miss McKinnon, good morn-¡±


    He did not finish his sentence.


    Kyran instinctively turned to look at the woman at the stairs as well.


    A pair of clear, misty doe¨C


    eyes stared back at him from the covers of slender, arched eyebrows. Her scarred face was gone¨C


    her skin was smooth, fair, and supple, like the skin of a newborn. Her ruby lips brought out the pearly w


    hiteness of her luscious teeth. She looked so absolutely stunning that nobody could turn their eyes awa


    y.


    Kyran had seen Deirdre before her disfigurement, and yet right


    now, he could not stop his heart from skipping. His cheeks were burning.


    ¡°What¡¯s wrong?¡± Deirdre blinked in confusion. ¡°What happened? Why did you stop? Is it something on


    my


    face?¡±


    Den chuckled. ¡°Well, it¡¯s your face, all right. You¡¯re so beautiful it terrified me.¡±


    ¡°Beautiful?¡± Deirdre was stunned.


    ¡°Didn¡¯t you know? Your scars have healed.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s heart skipped a beat, and she unconsciously rubbed her cheeks. She could not feel the jagge


    d friction from her


    scars anymore. Her face hadpletely recovered. Her skin was so supple it was as if it was just born


    anew.


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    She had recovered her original look.


    ¡°Wait till your sight has recovered. You¡¯ll be like a phoenix rising- No, scratch that. You are already a ph


    oenix rising from the mes.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s eyes warmed in glee. ¡°Really?!¡±


    ¡°Yes, really. You can ask Kyran if you think I¡¯m pulling your leg.¡±


    Kyran did not expect himself to be name¨Cdropped at all, and he sputtered. ¡°R-Right! You¡¯re beautiful.¡±


    ¡°Hmm¡­ That reaction is suspicious. Now I¡¯m a little sure Kyran had already known how beautiful Miss


    McKinnon really was way before her recovery, which


    is why he tried to steal your heart that early! D*mnit, Kyran is a psychic, isn¡¯t he?¡± Den teased. ¡°Mea


    nwhile, a mere mortal named Den King can only wallow


    in hisck of foresight. He could have waged an epic war at Kyran!¡±


    Hisment flustered Deirdre, but the man continued. ¡°You know¡­ since you haven¡¯t gotten into a


    Seats Healed


    marriage with Kyran, it¡¯s still fair game, right? Ditch him, pick me!¡±


    He was kidding, so Deirdre was not offended at all. She giggled. ¡°That¡¯s enough, Mr. King! I know I¡¯m no


    ¡°Oh?¡± Den froze a little before his


    habitual smile resurfaced. ¡°What kind of girl do you think I like, then?¡±


    Deirdre thought for a moment. ¡°I think you like a kind, gentle type who always understands you.¡±


    He paused, but before he could reply, Deirdre continued.


    ¡°But I actually think a girl like that might not be the one for you. I think you¡¯re a lone wolf underneath all t


    ¡°You think¡­ I¡¯m distant and stoic?¡±


    Deirdre was only bbering off her gut feelings, so being asked pointedly about it made her nervous. ¡°I


    Den found it hrious. ¡°Ha, ain¡¯t that a guess! I almost believed you. Well, I hope your verdict ends up

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    ¡°I¡¯m sure it¡¯ll happen.¡±


    Den wanted to add more to the banter, but Kyran¡¯s jealousy had brewed up so much that he forcibly


    terminated it by stepping right in front of Den. His eyes were not even blinking.


    ¡°Why are you up so early today? Are you not feeling well?¡± he asked out of concern.


    Deirdre


    was finally pulled back from her glee, causing a change to solemness in her face. ¡°Kyran, the police cal


    led me.¡±


    ¡°And?¡±


    ¡°Charlene¡¯s detained. I¡¯ve decided to pay her a visit.¡±


    Kyran¡¯s expression darkened. ¡°Do you want me toe with you?¡±


    She smiled. ¡°I can manage on my own.¡±


    Den met Kyran¡¯s gaze and immediately chimed in. ¡°Whoa, slow down, Kyran. I remember you telling


    me you¡¯re going to meet Mr. Smith today. He¡¯s your friend, and he¡¯s here in this city today. Don¡¯t ditch t


    hat meeting, okay? Miss McKinnon, I¡¯ming with you.¡±


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    Deirdre froze, though she ultimately shrugged it off. ¡°Thank you so much as usual, Mr. King.¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t mention it. I owe your boyfriend a favor,¡± he


    replied. ¡°We should have breakfast before we go. I¡¯TI take you there.¡±


    ¡°Got it.¡±


    Deirdre quickly went for a wash¨C


    up, giving Den the opportunity to talk to Kyran. ¡°You can trust me to take care of her. You know


    it. I¡¯ll call you if anything happens, so don¡¯t show yourself.¡°1


    Kyran ced his hand on his forehead. Fatigue hung over his eyebrows like a blood fog. ¡°Sorry for the


    trouble.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s nothing. You can always check on your own some other time. You know what Charlene is like, right


    ? She¡¯s going to throw a spectacr b*tch fit if she knows.¡±


    ¡°Who¡¯s going to throw a fit?¡±


    A confused Deirdre suddenly appeared in the living room, her hands freshly cleaned in the kitchen. Kyr


    an and Den exchanged an rmed nce. Neither of them could tell how much she had overheard.


    ¡°What was it about? Who¡¯s gonna throw a fit if she ¡®knows¡°?¡±


    Den coughed to ease the tension in his voice. ¡°Oh, we were just talking about Charlene¡¯s thing. If sh


    e knows someone¡¯s used her of any crime, she will likely flip.¡±


    Deirdre was not the slightest bit fazed.


    ¡°She can try, but nothing will work out for her just because she has a nasty temper. We all reap what w


    e sow, and this is exactly what she deserves.¡±


    ¡°Too true. All we should care about is our own roles in the whole thing, right? The police will take care o


    f


    the rest.¡±


    ¡°Right,¡± she said, brightening up. ¡°Forget her. Let¡¯s eat!¡±


    They finished their breakfast. Soon, Den and Deirdre were ready to go.


    Kyran could not stop himself and said, ¡°I¡¯lle to fetch you if I finish work early.¡±


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    ¡°Alright.¡± Deirdre removed the scarf around her neck and furled it around his. ¡°See you.¡±


    ¡°Yeah. See you.¡±


    Den had been waiting for her in front of the car. She made her way into the passenger seat, gotf


    on her face fade.


    This was not the end. This was just the beginning.


    They reached the station. A police officer came to her and greeted her. ¡°Miss McKinnon.¡±


    ¡°Where¡¯s Charlene?¡±


    ¡°McKinney¡¯s in the interrogation room. She won¡¯t speak at all, ma¡¯am. She says she¡¯ll only talk if herw


    Deirdre could have guessed that excuse from her from a mile away. ¡°Let me talk to her.¡±


    The police officer led the way. He opened the door, and without missing a beat, Charlene dered in he


    She turned to the door as it creaked. Her eyes met Deirdre¡¯s, and a muscle in her face seemed to twitch


    She could not take her eyes away from Deirdre¡¯s wless, gorgeous face. Her gaze was so intense it wa


    Deirdre¡¯s survival was unexpected to her. But nothing topped seeing her archnemesis regaining her old


    beauty.


    It made her burn in envious rage.

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    Charlene had thus lost another advantage inpeting with Deirdre.


    Meanwhile, Deirdre, who was facing Charlene¡¯s oppressive eyes, remained calm and collected. It was


    as if she wasn¡¯t facing her enemy, who once wished to kill her. She even lifted up the corner of her


    mouth.


    ¡°Miss McKinney, how are you doing? It¡¯s been about two weeks since west met, hasn¡¯t it?¡±


    Charlene regained her calmness and smiled. ¡°I¡¯m sorry I don¡¯t get you. What I know is that we haven¡¯t


    seen each other since we were separated from Neve. In fact, I have been wondering why the police


    came to me. It turns out that Miss McKinnon is trying to avenge me by plotting against me because she


    is jealous that her ex-husband has fallen for me and wants to marry me.¡±


    ¡°So, you won¡¯t confess regardless, right?¡± said Deirdre while looking at Charlene.


    While blinking her eyes, Charlene rebutted, ¡°What do you want me to confess? Miss McKinnon, do you


    know that I am innocent? I¡¯m not surprised that you hate me because of our emotional entanglement.


    However, you can¡¯t me me for no reason, can you?¡±


    ¡°Maeve O¡¯Keefe. Can you still remember her?¡±


    Charlene¡¯s smile froze for a second when she heard Deirdre¡¯s question.


    She clenched her fists and asked, ¡°What do you mean?¡±


    Composed, Deirdre said, ¡°You deny it probably because you think that with me as the witness, you


    don¡¯t think the police can detain you for long without evidence, in addition to the emotional


    entanglement between us. But what about if there¡¯s another witness?¡±


    At that moment, Charlene lost her smile.


    ¡°You thought I was dead. And because you got a scapegoat and no one else would think that you were


    the culprit, you didn¡¯t think of other aspects at all. What you didn¡¯t expect was that not everyone would


    keep this secret for you.¡±


    ¡°What do you want to do?¡± asked Charlene with her fists clenched.


    Deirdre rose to her feet. Her eyes betrayed her hatred as she replied, ¡°I want you to get the retribution


    you deserve, and I want you to pay the price!¡±


    Hints of fluster could be seen in Charlene¡¯s eyes. She took a deep breath and kept denying it. ¡°Miss


    McKinnon, there is no grievance or enmity between us. Why are you trying to nder me when the


    rtionship between you and Brendan has ended?¡±


    ¡°You will know thoroughly when the case is brought to trial.¡± Taking two steps towards the exit, Deirdre


    remembered something and stopped to add, ¡°Don¡¯t worry. It won¡¯t be long.¡±


    Charlene stared at Deirdre with bloodshot eyes, who went out when a police officer opened the door for


    her. She saw Den approaching Deirdre with a concerned expression before the door was closed.


    Charlene could remember the scene when she first met Den. At that time, even though Den was


    smiling brightly, his gaze was indifferent. Therefore, Den¡¯s current expression showed that he was


    obviously concerned about Deirdre.


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    She began wondering whether she had misunderstood Deirdre and Brendan. Perhaps Deirdre was


    Den¡¯s partner instead?


    Thinking of Den¡¯s identity, size believed she would lose the court case if he were to help Deirdre!


    And she was flustered.


    When a police officer approached her, she immediately shouted, ¡°Where¡¯s mywyer!? Call him here


    now!¡±


    Not long after Charlene¡¯swyer came and the door was closed behind them, Charlene overturned the


    table to vent her anger. ¡°That b*tch! She actually survived! What the h*ll did they do!?¡±


    Thewyer nced outside and said, ¡°Miss McKinsey, please talk softer. Although the police have no


    right to bug our conversation in this room, it doesn¡¯t mean they can¡¯t hear us.


    ¡°So what if they hear us? This is already the case!¡±

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    Thewyer frowned. ¡°What¡¯s happened? Isn¡¯t it just Ms. McKinnon? You just need to insist that both of


    you are just emotionally entangled. She resents that her ex-husband wants to marry you, so she


    ndered you on this matter. In this case, we¡¯ll have a high probability of winning even if the case is


    brought to trial.¡±


    ¡°This is the problem!¡± Charlene was so angry that she was shivering. ¡°She is not the only witness.¡±


    ¡°What do you mean?¡±


    ¡°In order to kidnap Deirdre at that time, I got a woman who knew Deirdre to lure her out. But it is


    obvious now that the woman has be a turncoat, and she may use me in court!¡±


    ¡°How could this be?¡± Thewyer couldn¡¯t help but frown heavily. ¡°It might be difficult with two witnesses.


    How could you create weaknesses for yourself when you were deciding to employ someone?¡±


    ¡°I never expected that b*tch to survive. I learned she¡¯s alive only when the police arrested me!¡± While


    gnashing her teeth, Charlene added, ¡°If I knew she would survive, I¡¯d have-¡±


    Eyes flickering, Charlene demanded, ¡°I¡¯ll give you the address of Maeve O¡¯Keefe. Go to her and


    convince her regardless! Money is not a big deal as long as she shuts up!¡±


    ¡°Ms. McKinnon, hold on.¡± When Deirdre was on her way out with Den, a police officer came. ¡°Can I


    talk to you privately for a while?¡±


    ¡°Sure,¡± replied Deirdre, who turned to Den.


    ¡°I¡¯ll wait for you outside,¡± replied Den with a smile.


    Deirdre nodded in reply to Den.


    After Den left, she went to a quiet ce together with the police officer. Following that, she asked, ¡±


    What is it that you¡¯d like to talk about?¡±


    ¡°We talked to Charli McKinsey before you came and learned from her that both of you used to have


    conflicts?¡± asked the police officer in a serious manner


    ¡°It is not really a conflict. At most, her self-righteousness made her see me as her imaginary enemy.


    There is nothing between Brendan and me already.¡±


    ¡°Nothing?¡± The police officer was confused. ¡°Aren¡¯t you two a married couple?¡±


    ¡°Yes.¡± Deirdre added, ¡°But it was in the past. We have divorced. Otherwise, how could he have a new


    fiancee?¡±


    ¡°This is why I wanted to ask you privately for confirmation. We saw your personal information, and your


    status shows you are married. In other words, you and Mr. Brighthall are still a married couple,¡±


    exined the police officer.


    Upon hearing the police officer, Deirdre was stunned. ¡°How¡¯s it possible!?¡±


    ¡°Whether both of you are a married couple, don¡¯t you know it personally?¡± The police officer couldn¡¯t


    understand.


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    Deirdre was struck dumb. She didn¡¯t know what to exin. She had been under the impression that


    Brendan would take the initiative to file for divorce when she faked her death.


    ¡°Did you see it wrongly?¡±


    ¡°Unlikely,¡± replied the police officer with a smile.


    Deirdre¡¯s face turned white. ¡°Is there any method for me to file a divorce without him knowing?¡±


    The police officer thought Deirdre was joking. ¡°Miss McKinnon, are you pulling my leg? Filing a divorce


    needs both parties¡¯ agreement. Moreover, if you want to file a divorce, isn¡¯t it easy just contacting Mr.


    Brighthall?¡±


    ¡°Easy?¡±


    Deirdre smiled wryly because the matter wouldn¡¯t be a headache if it was that easy.


    ¡°I can¡¯t get to meet him.¡±


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    ¡°Both of you were obviously-¡±


    ¡®Both of you were obviously together yesterday¡¯


    When the police officer was about to blurt that out, he seemed to have recalled something and


    stopped. His eyes were filled with disbelief.


    When Deirdre heard the police officer, she looked confused and asked, ¡°What did you want to say?¡±


    ¡°Both of you were obviously a married couple. Since both of you are married, why can¡¯t the two of you


    talk face-to-face? How can you not meet him?¡±


    Deirdre was stunned for a moment before she replied, ¡°The world is veryplicated. Not every


    couple can talk face-to-face in a friendly manner In short, we don¡¯t wish to see each other.¡±


    ¡°Oh, I see.¡± The police officer suppressed his surprise and went back to the topic. ¡°Anyway, please take


    note that the rtionship between you and Mr Brighthall may affect this case with Miss McKinsey.¡±


    ¡°Understand, thank you.¡±


    Deirdre turned and walked away However, after she had taken two steps, she couldn¡¯t help but ask,


    ¡°Are you sure that there isn¡¯t any way that I can divorce Brendan without him knowing it?¡±


    Brendan might have just forgotten about it. But with her married status, it would be difficult for her to be


    with Kyran.


    Because she couldn¡¯t get through it.


    She thought she was calm and recollected enough in the rtionship with Brendan. However, the fact


    that she was still married to Brendan overwhelmed her with helplessness and frustration.


    ¡°It¡¯s impossible without Mr. Brighthall¡¯s consent,¡± replied the police officer Following that, he paused and


    continued. ¡°Since it¡¯s a divorce, both parties must be around to apply together


    ¡°Both parties must apply together?¡±


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    ¡°Alright, I got it. Thank you,¡± said Deirdre


    Den was waiting in front of the car while Deirdre went out. When Den saw Deirdre, he went


    toward her and said, ¡°Miss McKinnon, Kyran called and said that he¡¯ has something to deal with and


    can¡¯te over. So, let¡¯s go back directly.¡±


    ¡°Sure.¡±


    Den was very observant. He was instantly aware of Deirdre¡¯s emotions and asked with his eyebrows


    raised, ¡°Is there anything wrong?¡±


    Deirdre raised her head and forced a smile while suppressing her emotions. ¡°I¡¯m fine. Let¡¯s go back.¡±


    It was obvious that Deirdre didn¡¯t want to talk about it, and Den was tactful enough not to dwell on it.


    When they boarded the car, Deirdre was reminded of the conversation she had had with Charlene and


    said, ¡°Mr. King, when I was talking to Charlene, I mentioned Mrs. O¡¯Keefe. Hence, Charlene may send


    someone to deal with her in order to stop her from bing the attestor.¡±


    ¡°Are you worried that Maeve O¡¯Keeffe will be a turncoat?¡±


    Deirdre shook her head. ¡°I don¡¯t think she will. I¡¯m just worried that Charlene will harm her when her


    people fail to reach a deal with Mrs. O¡¯Keefe. After all, a person like Charlene will do anything just to


    live¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t worry about this, Miss McKinnon. Kyran has gotten someone to arrange a safe location for her.


    She¡¯ll be fine.¡±


    Thinking that Kyran was a step faster than she was, Deirdre felt secure. With Kyran¡¯s support, she


    even felt more confident to confront Charlene. It was just¡­


    Upon thinking of her married status, Deirdre felt anxious. She felt that it was unfair for Kyran to be


    the third party in the rtionship by force.


    On the other hand, Deirdre felt it was fortunate that she learned about her status prior to meeting


    Kyran¡¯s parents in Germia. Otherwise, it would be even worse when she realized it only when they


    were preparing to get married in Germia.


    Anyway, Deirdre was troubled, wondering how she could end the rtionship with Brendan.


    Should she go to him?

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    Chapter 534 Hand Injured


    Deirdre felt chilly. Upon returning to the mansion, she washed her face, trying hard to calm down. Then,


    she changed into a new dress.


    When she went downstairs, Den had left.


    Den had told her earlier that he had to go out because of the project. Deirdre sat on the sofa and


    switched on the TV. Even though she couldn¡¯t see, she could at least hear the sound, and she felt


    calmer by hearing the TV program.


    After some time listening to the noisy TV program, Deirdre felt drowsy. It was until she smelled the


    scent of the flowers that she opened her eyes.


    ¡°Are they flowers?¡± said Deirdre with surprise while reaching out her hands.


    Kyran, who appeared suddenly, was smiling with his eyes when he saw Deirdre¡¯s surprised expression.


    Yes, I went by a greenhouse and plucked a bouquet after obtaining permission from the owner. Do you


    like it?¡±


    ¡°Yes.¡±


    Unlike the lifeless flowers the florists sold, these flowers had a faint fragrance of freshness. Although


    she couldn¡¯t see, she could feel the freshness and beauty of the freshly picked flowers. She was


    moved and embraced the bouquet in her arms.


    When she identally touched Kyran¡¯s hand, she heard him hissing.


    Deirdre became concerned and asked, ¡°What¡¯s wrong with your hand?¡±


    ¡°Nothing,¡± replied Kyran as he tried to cover it up by withdrawing his hand. ¡°My hand is fine.¡±


    Deirdre frowned with disbelief. She put aside the bouquet and demanded, ¡°Reach out your hand so


    that I can check.¡±


    Kyran chuckled. ¡°It¡¯s not convenient for your eyes to see. What¡¯s more, I¡¯m really fine. It¡¯s just that when


    picking these flowers, I was pricked by their thorns. Don¡¯t worry. It¡¯s not a big deal. I¡¯ve already treated


    it. with first aid.¡±


    ¡°Are you sure?¡± Deirdre immediately turned serious. ¡°Why were you so careless? Where¡¯s the first aid


    box?¡±


    With a gentle gaze, Kyran replied, ¡°I¡¯ll find it.¡±


    He eventually found the first aid box under the sofa. As soon as he opened the box and took out the


    disinfectant, Deirdre grabbed it over.


    Even though she couldn¡¯t see it, she could fumble and clean Kyran¡¯s wound with a cotton swab. She


    had tried her best to be as gentle as possible, yet she could still hear Kyran¡¯s soft hissing sound once.


    She felt distressed. ¡°Is the wound deep?¡±


    ¡°No, it is not.¡±


    Deirdre pleaded intively, ¡°Please don¡¯t do it again next time. If Mr. King were to learn about it, I think


    he wouldugh at you a couple of times.¡±


    ¡°Well, the main reason was that I wanted to pluck them so much for you when I saw them. I thought


    you¡¯d like them very much,¡± said Kyran gently. His ck eyes were filled with only tenderness as he


    asked, ¡°Do you like the bouquet?¡±


    Deirdre helplessly pulled the corner of her mouth. ¡°Yes, I do.¡±


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    She indeed loved these flowers. She felt instantly calm and recollected when she smelled the flower¡¯s


    fragrance.


    ¡°Since you like it, I don¡¯t mind even having my hand amputated for it. Let alone it¡¯s just a minor injury.¡±


    Deirdre was shocked upon hearing the deration. She hurriedly reached out to cover Kyran¡¯s mouth


    and said angrily while staring at him, ¡°Don¡¯t simply say it. What if it reallyes true?¡±


    ¡°If it reallyes true, you will have to take care of me. After all, I will not be able to eat, drink, and rest


    without you,¡± said Kyran seriously while staring at the woman¡¯s face with clear ck eyes.


    Deirdre felt Kyran¡¯s moving lips and warm breath when he spoke. She began to feel itchy and anxious.


    Her heart was pounding fast, and she subconsciously withdrew her hands. However, Kyran forcibly


    grabbed her slender waist and pulled her toward him.


    ¡°Your hand-¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t move,¡± said Kyran, who pressed his head against her abdomen, slowly closed his eyes, and


    breathed her scent.


    Deirdre obeyed. But because she was still worried about his injured hand, she whispered, ¡°It is not yet


    bandaged.¡±

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    Seeing Deirdre¡¯s tenderness and worry about him, Kyran began to feel hot, and that heat seemed to


    have gone up and out through his throat.


    ¡°Deirdre.¡±


    Deirdre seemed to be aware of something when she heard Kyran¡¯s husky voice. She froze and felt the


    strength Kyran used to hug her gradually increasing as he pulled her tighter into his embrace.


    Deirdre looked at him nervously. Her prey-like eyes, and her blushing face were more delicate than the


    blooming roses. Her stiffened body seemed to be aware of what was going to happen and appeared to


    be seducing Kyran.


    He almost couldn¡¯t help thinking of Deirdre¡¯s face frowning under him. His ck eyes became burning


    hot, and he repeated calling her name over and over again.


    ¡°Deirdre.


    ¡°Deirdre.


    ¡°Deirdre.¡±


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    When Deirdre was about to answer, a pair of lips covered and pressed against hers, stopping her from


    answering.


    Kyran was shivering, feeling the joy of regaining what was lost and the nervousness that it might not


    last long. Therefore, this kiss was full of various emotions.


    Deirdre was clenching her palms tightly, but she gradually rxed at the thought she wanted to truly


    belong to Kyran.


    However, she seemed to have remembered something and hurriedly opened her eyes at


    the next second.


    Kyran felt a pushing force that separated him from Deirdre. When he saw her gloomy look, he was


    awakened.


    ¡°I¡¯m sorry.¡± Kyran took a deep breath to suppress his urge. ¡°It¡¯s too fast, isn¡¯t it?


    ¡°I didn¡¯t mean to force you. I was too impulsive. I will not do it again.¡±


    Deirdre shook her head. Her eyes were red.


    She wanted to answer no because she thought it was okay to give him her love since they were


    already a couple. But at that moment, she remembered her unresolved rtionship


    with Brendan.


    She was still Brendan¡¯s legal wife, so what would Kryan be? How could she let Kyran be the


    third party of the rtionship unknowingly?


    Moreover, she couldn¡¯t ept Kyran without any grievances at all. It was unfair to him.


    Seeing the entanglement and annoyance on Deirdre¡¯s face, Kyran kissed her forehead. ¡°It¡¯s not your


    fault. It¡¯s really inappropriate to do so before we get married. You have nothing to feel guilty about.¡±


    ¡®Get married?¡¯


    Deirdre felt that it was sardonic. Even the little wish to marry might be very difficult for them now.


    ¡°Let me cover your wound with an adhesive bandage on your hand first. I¡¯ve just put on an ointment but


    not yet the bandage.¡±


    ¡°Okay, thanks.¡±


    Carefully, Deirdre covered Kyran¡¯s wound with an adhesive bandage.


    Following that, Kyran said, ¡°I¡¯ll take a shower. I¡¯m quite smelly because I was sweating when plucking


    the flowers.¡±


    ¡°What about your hand?¡±


    ¡°No worries. It¡¯s just my right hand which is injured. I¡¯ll be careful.¡±


    Only then did Deirdre feel more at ease.


    Kyran took off his coat and went upstairs.


    Meanwhile, Deirdre put the bouquet on the table, found a vase, filled it with water, and put flowers in it


    one after another.


    Suddenly, Deirdre heard an unfamiliar mobile phone ring from the sofa.


    It wasn¡¯t hers, nor did it sound like Kyran¡¯s.


    Could it be that Kyran had changed to a new ringtone?


    Deirdre couldn¡¯t figure it out. But because the phone kept ringing, she had no choice but to go to the


    sofa and search for it. She found the phone in the pocket of Kyran¡¯s coat.


    To her surprise, there were actually two mobile phones in the pocket.


    Because the phone was still ringing, she suppressed her confusion and fumbled to answer the phone.


    ¡°Hello?¡±


    The voice on the other end stopped abruptly the moment the person heard her.

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    Resent Reject Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 536


    Chapter 536 Was That Voice Ms. McKinnon


    It was at this moment that Kyran came down with a towel in his hand. When he saw Deirdre answering


    the phone belonging to Brendan, his face turned white in an instant.


    ¡°Deirdre! Who¡¯s calling?¡± asked Kyran nervously as he hurriedly went down the staircase and stared at


    Deirdre.


    Deirdre handed him the phone. ¡°I don¡¯t know. It might be someone calling the wrong number because


    there¡¯s no voice at the other end.¡±


    Kyran received the phone, took a nce at the name on the screen, hung up the phone, and said, ¡°It¡¯s


    indeed a wrong number as I don¡¯t recognize it.¡±


    Deirdre nodded. Following that, she asked with confusion, ¡°Since when do you have two phones? Why


    didn¡¯t I know that?¡±


    Kyran usually switched off the phone belonging to Brendan and locked it in a drawer. He would usually


    switch it on to make a call only when needed. He had brought it out today because he needed it, but he


    didn¡¯t expect to receive a call while he was taking a shower.


    Kyran forced himself to be calm and recollected. ¡°My phone identally got wet, and the receptor


    didn¡¯t work very well. Thus, I bought a phone when I went out today.¡±


    ¡°Oh, so that¡¯s the phone you bought today.¡± Deirdre was convinced.


    She felt she shouldn¡¯t have thought too much.


    ¡°Do you think the vase of flowers on the table is beautiful?¡± She shifted the focus to the bouquet.


    Seeing the flowers he had personally plucked in the vase, Kyran was pleased. ¡°Yes, it¡¯s indeed


    beautiful.¡±


    ¡°They should be able tost longer by putting them in a vase on a table.¡± While touching the petals with


    her hands, she could feel some were still stained with morning dew, and she enjoyed the sweet


    fragrance of the flowers too. ¡°It¡¯s gettingte. Are you hungry yet?¡±


    ¡°Yes.¡±


    ¡°Let me cook you spaghetti.¡± Deirdre carefully put away the vase of flowers and went into the kitchen.


    Thest hint of a smile disappeared from Kyran¡¯s eyes. Frowning, he stared at the phone. He paced to


    a side and redialed the number.


    Soon, the other party answered the call, and Sam¡¯s excited voice sounded. ¡°Mr. Brighthall! Was that the


    voice of Miss McKinnon? So, this is the reason you aren¡¯t returning to Neve. She is not dead, right?


    You found her?¡±


    Kyran kept looking in the direction of the kitchen as he replied indifferently, ¡°This is beyond


    your duty.¡±


    There was a sudden silence, and Sam¡¯s voice became hoarse. ¡°Why didn¡¯t you tell me? I thought she


    was dead, I thought-¡±


    ¡°Sam, just take it as if she is dead because she will never return to Neve, and I¡¯ll not take her back


    either. She¡¯ll have a better new life,¡± warned Kyran with his voice raised.


    Sam felt a lump in his throat, and his chest tightened. However, it might be a good thing for Deirdre.


    ¡°Anything for calling?¡± said Kyran.


    Suppressing the suffocating feeling, Sam said slowly, ¡°You¡¯ll have toe back¡­¡±


    After listening to Sam¡¯s exnation, Kyran¡¯s face turned gloomy, and his eyes betrayed his mixed


    feelings. After recollecting himself, he said, ¡°I¡¯ll give you the address. Come and pick me.¡±


    Kyran then ended the call, went into the kitchen, and saw Deirdre with her hair tied up, carefully


    preparing the seasoning. Kyran reached out his hands and hugged her from her


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    Upon smelling Kyran¡¯s fragrance after taking a shower, Deirdre smiled. ¡°Did you finish the phone call?¡±


    ¡°Did you hear it?¡±


    ¡°Yes, a little bit. I heard you were talking with somebody.¡±


    Withplicated feelings, Kyran said, ¡°Let¡¯s have our meal first.¡±


    ¡°Oh, sure. Then, I¡¯ll serve the spaghetti first. The spaghetti is tasty only when served hot.¡±

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    Resent Reject Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 537


    Chapter 537 I Have To Leave Later Tonight


    As soon as Deirdre reached out her hands, Kyran took the lead.


    ¡°Let me do it so that you won¡¯t be burned. Just wait for me outside.¡±


    Kyran was very meticulous. Deirdre enjoyed spending her time with him except¡­


    She felt Kyran seemed to be hiding something from her. They were close, but their hearts seemed to


    be distanced a lot. And she wondered why.


    The two of them had their own thoughts, so they didn¡¯t chat a lot when they sat down to


    eat.


    After they finished eating, when Deirdre rose to her feet, Kyran said, ¡°Deirdre, I have to leave tonight.¡±


    ¡°Leave?¡± Deirdre was stunned. ¡°Where are you going? Are you going to pick up Mr. King? He¡¯s drinking


    again?¡±


    ¡°No.¡± Looking affectionately at Deirdre, Kyran said, ¡°My father is sick, and he¡¯s admitted to the hospital.


    I have to go to see him in Germia.¡±


    Upon hearing that, Deirdre became nervous. ¡°He¡¯s sick? Is it serious?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m not sure.¡±


    ¡°So it wasn¡¯t Mr. King who called you but your family?¡±


    ¡°Yes¡­¡±


    Although Deirdre was reluctant, she cheered herself up and said, ¡°In that case, please go quickly. Yes,


    it¡¯s your responsibility to be by your father¡¯s side to care for him when he¡¯s sick. I-I will be fine. As I¡¯m


    not outgoing, I won¡¯t go anywhere other than Charlene¡¯s matter. Moreover, I can take good care of


    myself because I can see slightly now.¡±


    While Kyran was stroking Deirdre¡¯s hair, she grabbed his hand and asked, ¡°When will you be back?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m not sure.¡± Kyran replied with a deep gaze, ¡°It may be from a few days to a week.¡±


    ¡®A week?¡±


    Deirdre suddenly felt that it was a long time. Since she had gotten together with Kyran, they had been


    together almost daily. Hence, she had been used to Kyran¡¯s presence. Even if they were separated, it


    wouldn¡¯t be more than a week.


    She didn¡¯t know if she would be used to living alone.


    ¡°If


    you aren¡¯t used to it, you cane with me. Just take it as an opportunity to meet my parents.¡± Kyran


    sounded like he was inviting her.


    Deirdre fell into a daze.


    ¡®Meeting Kyran¡¯s parents?¡¯


    She was short of breath. But when she thought of something in the next second, her vivid eyes


    gradually dimmed, and she forced a smile. ¡°Forget it. I don¡¯t know when Charlene¡¯s matter will be dealt


    with. Before that, I have to wait for the police to contact me. Y-You can just go.¡±


    ¡°Alright.¡± Kyran hugged her and promised, ¡°I¡¯lle back as soon as possible. Even if I can¡¯t, I¡¯ll call


    you every day.¡±


    ¡°Okay.¡±


    ¡°Deirdre, I will miss you,¡± Kyran said with a serious tone, causing tears to well up deep inside Deirdre¡¯s


    eyes. While holding back her tears, she cheered herself up and packed some clothes for Kyran.


    Soon, a car was heard waiting outside. Kyran went out while pulling his luggage, and Deirdre saw him


    off at the door.


    Deirdre only returned reluctantly after Kyran entered the car, and she couldn¡¯t see his figure.


    Sam, sitting in the car, had been staring at Deirdre. Because he was looking at Deirdre, whose face


    had recovered, he was unsure whether thedy he saw was Deirdre.


    She was no longer a zombie without any emotion but a normal person who could frown at daily


    necessities.


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    Perhaps it was the best for Deirdre. At least she looked happy now.


    ¡°What¡¯s happening over there?¡± Kyran asked when he rubbed his brows in exhaustion.


    Sam recovered his senses, started the car, and replied, ¡°Ms. McKinney was desperate and sent


    someone to break into thepany to see you but was stopped by the security guards. In the end, she


    had no choice but to call Madame Brighthall. Your mother was so angry that she fainted and was sent


    to the hospital. She still hasn¡¯t woken up.¡±

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    Resent Reject Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 538


    Chapter 538 Get A Lawyer


    Kyran¡¯s face turned white. ¡°Get back to Neve first.¡±


    He couldn¡¯t ignore it when Madame Brighthall had fallen ill.


    Sam nodded and started driving without a word, not even asking anything about Deirdre.


    That night, Deirdre couldn¡¯t sleep well.


    She didn¡¯t know whether it was because of Kyran¡¯s departure, but she dreamed of Brendan again for


    the first time in a while.


    In the dream, Brendan was as indifferent as before. He grabbed her neck tightly, asking her why she


    used Charlene.


    Struggling, she replied with her eyes reddened, ¡°It¡¯s your Charlene who wanted to kill me! Brendan


    Brighthall, you are so blind that you can¡¯t even see the truth lies before you!¡±


    ¡°She is the only one I acknowledge as my woman. She kidnapped you because you deserve it! As for


    your life and death, what does it have to do with me? I can¡¯t let you win this time. I¡¯ll make sure you


    lose thewsuit!¡± said Brendan condescendingly.


    Deirdre woke up, still experiencing the lingering feeling of suffocation in her neck. She had an


    inexplicable premonition that this dream seemed to tell her the choice Brendan would


    make next.


    Charlene would be desperate when she couldn¡¯t find Maeve and might seek help from Brendan.


    Charlene was the person who would rather die than go to prison. Hence, Deirdre wondered whether


    Brendan would cover up for Charlene regardless of the truth.


    Moreover, she and Brendan had yet to divorce officially.


    Deirdre felt a headache.


    When she got downstairs, she saw Den had juste back. Den also saw Deirdre and greeted


    her politely.


    Even though he soundedughing, he couldn¡¯t hide his exhaustion. It was obvious that he didn¡¯t have


    time to rest all night.


    Deirdre immediately asked Den to go back to rest. However, before Den entered his room,


    Deirdre couldn¡¯t help asking, ¡°Mr. King, do you know anywyer?¡±


    ¡°Yes.¡± Den asked, ¡°What¡¯s wrong?¡±


    Deirdre didn¡¯t want Den and Kyran to know about her marital status. She was afraid she would feel


    shameful when they learned that she, a marrieddy, had actually agreed to be with Kyran.


    ¡°Well, it¡¯s about Charlene¡¯s case. I wish to know more about the chances of winning this case when it¡¯s


    brought to court.¡±


    ¡°Oh, I see.¡± Den didn¡¯t think much and agreed. ¡°I¡¯ll get you one when I wake up


    tomorrow.¡±


    ¡°Thank you.¡±


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    The first thing Den did when he woke up was to contact awyer for Deirdre. Following that, he gave


    Deirdre the number during the meal.


    ¡°Miss McKinnon, just contact this number directly if you have any questions. Thiswyer is very well-


    known in their field.¡±


    While memorizing the number, Deirdre asked, ¡°How¡¯s Kyran there?¡±


    It had been more than ten hours since Kyran didn¡¯t contact her. She dared not call because she was


    afraid she might disturb him. At the same time, she couldn¡¯t help but worry. She was worried about


    Kyran¡¯s father¡¯s condition and that Kyran would be too busy that he would overlook his own health.


    Den¡¯s expression changed, and he sighed softly.


    Upon hearing the sigh, Deirdre¡¯s face turned white. ¡°What¡¯s wrong?¡±


    Den hurriedly replied, ¡°No worries, Miss McKinnon. Kyran i-is still dealing with it. His father has


    always been weak. In fact, I can¡¯t manage to contact him either. But I think he¡¯s gotten out of the ne


    and is rushing toward the hospital. I think he will call you after he has settled down.¡±


    ¡°Hmm¡­¡±


    Deirdre nodded. She knew she shouldn¡¯t overthink, so she rose to her feet and cleaned the


    table.


    As Den didn¡¯t have much time to stay in the mansion, he drove out soon after the meal.


    Deirdre cleaned the living room again and again alone before she could remember the phone number


    of thatwyer.

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    Resent Reject Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 539


    Chapter 539 You¡¯re Starting to Meet New People Upon Leaving Me


    Deirdre plucked up her courage to call that phone number, which was answered in a few seconds. She


    quickly introduced herself, ¡°Hello, I¡¯m Deirdre McKinnon.¡±


    ¡°Hello, Miss McKinnon, I¡¯m Bell. Mr. King said you have something about a case to ask me. May I know


    what it is?¡±


    It was inconvenient for Deirdre to get straight to the point, so she inquired about Charlene¡¯s matter as a


    cover before getting to the point. ¡°Mr. Bell, I would like to ask, is there any quick way to file a divorce


    without the consent of the man?¡±


    ¡°Divorce?¡± Mr. Bell was stunned. It was totally out of the topic that he needed a few seconds to recover


    his senses. ¡°It depends on the situation. Generally, if the man


    disagrees, he needs to file awsuit in court. As for filing for divorce, of course, a reason is


    also needed.¡±


    ¡°A reason?¡±


    ¡°Behavior such as domestic violence, abuse, taking on a bad habit, or cheating can all be grounds for


    litigation.¡±


    ¡°Do any of these need proof?¡±


    Mr. Bell chuckled. ¡°That¡¯s for sure.¡±


    Deirdre fell silent. Brendan had cheated, but she had no evidence, and Brendan would not allow her to


    sue him in this way.


    Mr. Bell seemed to realize something. ¡°If the man didn¡¯t show any of these behaviors,


    there¡¯s another way.¡±


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    Deirdre¡¯s eyes lit up. ¡°What¡¯s the way?¡±


    ¡°Live separately for two years.¡±


    ¡®Live separately for two years?¡¯


    It seemed to be the most effective method for the time being. However, it had been about half a year


    since she faked her death. In this case, did it mean that she would have to wait for another one and a


    half years before she could file for divorce with Brendan?


    She couldn¡¯t wait, nor did she wish to make Kyran wait.


    ¡°What about when the wife is dead?¡±


    Mr. Bell couldn¡¯t understand. ¡°What do you mean?¡±


    Deirdre hurriedly exined, ¡°It means, what if the wife died in an ident, but the marriage is still in


    effect.¡±


    ¡°It should be that the rtives or lover of the woman did not apply for a deration of


    death. They only need to apply for a deration at this time, and the marriage rtionship


    will cease to exist.¡±


    ¡°Oh, I see.¡± Deirdre¡¯s eyes were stained with hope as she said, ¡°Thank you, Mr. Bell!¡±


    ¡°Miss McKinnon, you are wee.¡±


    When the call had ended, Deirdre thought she might need to look for a chance to go to the police


    station.


    Suddenly, the phone rang again. Deirdre thought it might be from Mr. Bell and quickly answered the


    call, ¡°Mr. Bell, is there anything else?¡±


    The other end fell silent for a while before he asked, ¡°Who¡¯s Mr. Bell?¡±


    The man¡¯s voice sounded very low, and when one listened carefully, there were hints of


    irritation.


    Deirdre wasn¡¯t aware of it because she was overwhelmed. ¡°Kyran! You¡¯ve arrived in


    Germia?¡±


    ¡°Yes.¡± Kyran didn¡¯t sound happy and repeated the previous question, ¡°Who¡¯s Mr. Bell? Were you talking


    to him over the phone for a total of 30 minutes!?¡±


    Deirdre paused for a second and replied, ¡°Yes.¡±


    I


    ¡°Is he someone you know? Just like how I¡¯ve been missing you, I thought you would miss me since I


    left and couldn¡¯t sleep well. It turns out that you¡¯re starting to meet new people.¡±


    Deirdre understood what Kyran meant. ¡°Kyran, are you jealous?¡±


    ¡°What do you think? Deirdre, I don¡¯t want to interfere with your circle of friends, but sometimes, I still


    selfishly wish that you could meet fewer people.¡±


    Kyran sounded low-spirited and tired as if covered with chills after a long journey.


    Deirdre felt sorry for Kyran. At the same time, she couldn¡¯t bear tough. ¡°Mr. Bell is awyer Mr. King


    has introduced. I didn¡¯t know much about Charlene¡¯s case, so I asked thewyer for the details. As for


    you, It¡¯s fine if you¡¯re jealous of Hoyt Leigh, but why are you still jealous of someone I have never met?¡±

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    Chapter 540 Mr. Brighthall?


    Kyran was startled and couldn¡¯t help but curl his lips tough at himself. ¡°Really?¡±


    ¡°Yeah, silly.¡± Deirdre nestled on the sofa and smiled to herself for a while before she rose to her feet


    with a pillow in her arms. ¡°Did you not have time to rest when you arrived in


    Germia?¡±


    ¡°Yes.¡± Kyran closed his eyes and put his hands on his forehead, looking tired and weak.


    While sitting on the cold, long chair in the hospital, he felt lonely, as if he was in the wild.


    It was too quiet in his surroundings, so quiet that he inexplicably felt like listening to Deirdre¡¯s voice.


    Yet, he couldn¡¯t reach her even after making a few calls. While trying to control his anxiousness


    because he knew Deirdre didn¡¯t like him to be too jealous, he wanted to know with whom Deirdre was


    talking.


    ¡°How¡¯s your father? Has he gotten better?¡±


    Kyran¡¯s eyes turned gloomy. ¡°He¡¯s just gotten out of the emergency room.¡±


    ¡°Emergency room? How can it be so serious?¡± Deirdre frowned.


    ¡°He has a weak heart, but he¡¯s almost out of danger already.¡±


    ¡®Heart?¡¯ Inexplicably, Deirdre thought of Madame Brighthall.


    Madame Brighthall had some health issues with her heart as well. Hence, she would always carry


    medicine with her and was often hospitalized. It was after Brendan¡¯s marriage that her health issues


    gradually stabilized.


    Soon, Deidre became aware that she had been thinking nonsense again.


    ¡°d that he¡¯s out of danger. Return to the hotel early to rest so that you won¡¯t fall sick when your


    father has gotten well.¡±


    ¡°Okay.¡±


    As soon as Kyran agreed, Deirdre heard the sound of high heels and the voice of a nurse.¡± Mr.


    Brighthall! It turns out that you¡¯re here! Madame is-¡±


    Kyran was anxious. He hurriedly raised his head to look at the nurse, shook his head with wary eyes,


    and the nurse stopped talking immediately.


    Deirdre¡¯s heart was burning, and her heart was pounding fast. ¡°Mr. Brighthall?¡±


    Sam, beside Kyran, responded quickly by altering his voice and answered, ¡°Is my mom alright? Are her


    test results out yet?¡±


    The nurse uneasily nced at the two men before saying, ¡°Yes, the test results are out. There¡¯s a


    shadow in the lung, so the doctor would like you to go to him.¡±


    ¡°Alright, I¡¯ll be there immediately.¡±


    Sam went along with the nurse. When Deirdre heard the sound of their footsteps, she gradually calmed


    herself. But she still asked curiously, ¡°Aren¡¯t you in Germia? Why are there Berth People around you?¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s the private hospital owned by my friend. There is a floor dedicated to medical treatment for Berth


    People. Hence everyone here is from Berth.¡±


    ¡°Oh, I see.¡±


    Deirdre chuckled. She had been so panicked that her mind had gone nk. Now that she thought


    back, she felt that it was rather funny.


    ¡°It¡¯ste now, do rest early.¡±


    ¡°Okay.¡± Before Kyran ended the call, he couldn¡¯t help but say, ¡°Deirdre, I miss you.¡±


    Deirdre said with a happy smile, ¡°Me too.¡±


    Before Kyran could say anything else, Deirdre ended the call. She was blushing, and her heart was


    pounding fast.


    Kyran gazed tenderly at the phone screen until it turned dark. Following that, he turned to Sam next to


    him, who had just returned, and his expression gradually turned cold and indifferent, as if this was his


    true self.


    That tender Kyran only belonged to Deirdre.


    ¡°What¡¯s wrong?¡±


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    ¡°Madame is awake. But because of Ms. McKinney¡¯s matter, she wanted to meet you. She wanted to


    verify whether Ms. McKinney has truly done that.¡±


    Kyran had already guessed it and paced into the room.


    Madame Brighthall was seen sitting on the bed. She no longer looked elegant-her hair was disheveled


    and her face pale, as if she had gotten ten years older overnight.

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    Resent Reject Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 541


    Chapter 541 She Doesn¡¯t Know It¡¯s Me


    Madame Brighthall let out a self-deprecating smile when she saw Kyran. ¡°You¡¯re my son, but seeing


    you is even harder than climbing the sky itself. It has almost been a year since Ist saw you. You


    wouldn¡¯t havee to see me if I hadn¡¯t gotten into an ident, right? Do you hate me that much?¡±


    Her voice was filled with sadness and disappointment. She had been through a lot ever since she sent


    Deirdre away. Her family had fallen apart, and none of them cared about each other.


    Kyran¡¯s face was emotionless as he said, ¡°Don¡¯t overthink it. I¡¯m just busy.¡±


    ¡°Busy? Are you telling me you¡¯re busy to the point that you can¡¯t evene into the house. and see


    me, although you¡¯re just a few blocks away?¡±


    Kyran just kept silent.


    Madame Brighthall sighed and said, ming herself, ¡°I thought I was doing you a favor by sending


    Deirdre away. I thought I was helping you maintain your hard-earned family, but I did not expect that it


    would be thest straw that broke the camel¡¯s back. So I don¡¯t have anyints about what


    happened to me right now. This is my punishment.¡±


    ¡°Please don¡¯t say that,¡± Kyran said, frowning tightly. ¡°You¡¯re going to live a long life.¡±


    Madame Brighthall coughed and continued mockingly ¡°Me? Live a long life? Oh gosh, that¡¯s the


    funniest joke I¡¯ve ever heard. Look at me. Do you think I look like someone who¡¯s going to live a long


    life? By the way, let¡¯s talk about Charlene. Is it true that she abducted someone?¡±


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    ¡°She said she¡¯s framed and wasn¡¯t the mastermind behind the abduction. Well, I don¡¯t believe her. If


    she were framed, she wouldn¡¯t have panicked ande to seek your help. She got into a hit-and-run


    that time, and now-


    Madame Brighthall¡¯s face turned pale. A sharp pang shot through her chest, rendering her unable to


    speak for a moment. After a short while, she continued. ¡°What are you going to do?¡±


    Deirdre flitted over Kyran¡¯s brain, and his face sank. ¡°If she¡¯s really the mastermind, no one can help


    her.¡±


    Madame Brighthall¡¯s face rxed, and she said, ¡°I¡¯m so disappointed in her this time.¡±


    She had been under the impression Charlene was the one who had saved her life instead of Deirdre.


    Thus, no matter how dissatisfied she was with her, she just treated her action as a normal tantrum.


    However, after the truth was revealed, she was getting more and more disappointed with Charlene.


    ¡°This is her own mess, so she should clean it herself. As for the victim, try and ask her if there is


    anything she needs our help with in her life. After all, it¡¯s our fault that caused


    Charlene to be who she¡¯s today.¡±


    Suddenly, Madame Brighthall realized something. ¡°Do you know the victim¡¯s name? Does Charlene


    have any grudges against her?¡±


    Kyran fell silent when he heard the question.


    Madame Brighthall looked at his expression, and understanding instantly dawned on her.


    ¡°Is she Miss McKinnon?¡±


    Kyran did not say anything.


    Madame Brighthall finally connected all the dots and said, ¡°So, you were with Miss McKinnon when you


    were not in Neve the whole time? You¡¯ve already found her?¡±


    ¡°Yes.¡± Kyran did not n to hide anything from Madame Brighthall. ¡°I¡¯m staying with her now.¡±


    Madame Brighthall¡¯s eyes were filled with shock. ¡°I thought she already has someone she likes?¡±


    When she met her that time, she had asked her toe and see Brendan. However, from her reaction,


    she knew that she hated Brendan to the core, so how was there any possibility she would stay with him


    now?


    As if he sensed her surprise, Kyran replied readily, ¡°She can¡¯t see, so she doesn¡¯t know that person is


    me.¡±


    Madame Brighthall finally saw the light. She looked at Brendan as if she were looking at a stranger


    instead of her son.


    ¡°So¡­ The person she likes¡­ It¡¯s you?¡±


    ¡°Yes.¡±


    Madame Brighthall closed her eyes. She was awash with exhaustion as she said, ¡°Alright. I won¡¯t poke


    my nose into your affairs. But since you¡¯ve decided to develop your rtionship with Miss McKinnon,


    you need to tell Charlene and make a clean-cut with her. You must not hurt Miss McKinnon ever again.¡±

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    Resent Reject Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 542


    Chapter 542 You Need to Trust Me


    ¡°I will,¡± replied Kyran, the expression on his face turning gentle. Suddenly, he thought of something,


    and a light shed across his eyes. ¡°I think the same way as well. I¡¯ll find an opportunity and talk to her


    myself.¡±


    After Deirdre hung up the call, she buried her head into the pillow, and it took her a long while before


    she finally calmed herself down.


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    She felt a bit sad and thought how good it would be if she could go to Germia with Kyran.


    It was just that she was in a sensitive position right now. She was another man¡¯s wife, so she could not


    bring herself to face Kyran¡¯s parents.


    At present, what she wanted to do the most was to end her marriage with Brendan as soon as


    possible.


    Since she could not let Den know what she was going to do, she only came out of her room in a


    trench coat after Den went out in his car the next afternoon.


    She gged down a cab and said, ¡°At the police station at Mr. Verm Road, thank you.¡±


    Meanwhile, an unwanted guest arrived at the police station.


    When the man entered the police station and appeared in front of the police, all of them jerked up, and


    their faces were filled with shock.


    ¡°M-Mr. Brighthall?¡±


    The police officers looked at each other, and they could see the confusion on their faces. Brendan


    flicked the water droplet on his shoulders and nced across the surroundings. After that, he said,


    ¡°Where is Charli? Bring her to me.¡±


    He sat in front of the table, and soon, Charlene appeared from the door. She was


    handcuffed and had lost her arrogance. Her face was bloodless, her lips parched, and she looked


    dejected like a frosted eggnt.


    When she saw Brendan, her eyes lit up with happiness as she pounced on him. ¡°Brendan! Brendan!


    You¡¯re finally here! I knew you wouldn¡¯t forget about me. Hurry up and get me out of here. This isn¡¯t a


    ce for humans to stay. It¡¯s disgusting!¡±


    Her face was filled with snot and tears as she told Brendan about her experience here. However,


    Brendan just looked at her impassively.


    ¡°Brendan¡­¡± Charlene finally realized something, and a bad feeling arose from the bottom of her heart.


    ¡°Why aren¡¯t you talking? Are you mad at me? I know I had a fight with Miss McKinnon, but it really


    wasn¡¯t me who abducted her!¡±


    Brendan looked at her coidly and asked, ¡°If you weren¡¯t the one who abducted her, then


    why are you here?¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s Miss McKinnon¡¯s fault!¡± Charlene hastily said, ¡°She¡¯s jealous of our rtionship, so she wanted to


    take advantage of this opportunity to send me to jail so that she can have you all to herself. Brendan,


    you need to trust me!¡±


    ¡°Trust you?¡± Brendan looked at the woman in front of him. He did not know why but felt like she was a


    stranger. ¡°Do you think these police officers are idiots where anyone can lead them by the nose? Then


    how are you going to exin about Maeve?¡±


    When Brendan mentioned Maeve, Charlene¡¯s face turned pale. Her eyes were filled with tears as she


    exined, ¡°She¡­ She was bought by Deirdre¡­¡±


    As if he had enough of his bullsh*t, Brendan rose to his feet and said, ¡°If you still don¡¯t want to tell me


    the truth, then I¡¯m sorry. There¡¯s nothing I can do to help you!¡±


    ¡°No! Brendan! No!¡± Charlene shouted in panic. If Brendan left now, she would be a goner.


    She did not want to go to prison. She did not want to spend her life in a confined room where even the


    sunlight could not reach her. She should live an affluent life. There was no way she would go to prison.


    ¡°It¡­ It¡¯s true that I know about her abduction, but¡­¡± Charlene¡¯s eyes rolled, and tears began to stream


    down her cheeks as she tried to save her reputation. ¡°I didn¡¯t mean to put her in a dangerous situation.


    My rage and jealousy blinded me. I just couldn¡¯t ept the fact that you were so deeply impacted by


    her death that you ignored me. I¡¯m your girlfriend!¡±

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    Resent Reject Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 543


    Chapter 543 You Can¡¯t Do This to Me


    ¡°I¡¯m jealous of her, but Brendan¡­ Isn¡¯t jealousy a normal thing? I just love you too much. When our


    emotions blind us, we¡¯re prone to do many stupid things! Besides, I already know that I¡¯ve done


    something wrong!¡±


    Brendan lifted his head, and his eyes were filled with disappointment. He could no longer rte the


    face of the woman crying in front of him to the woman in the sea of fire.


    Even until this moment, she was still defending herself. She still did not know her mistake


    yet.


    ¡°Just because you¡¯re jealous of her, you hired someone to abduct her? So, does this mean you can


    simply kill someone and shrug it off as if nothing happens when you¡¯re jealous of them?¡±


    Charlene was stunned. ¡°I didn¡¯t kill her! She¡¯s still alive! I didn¡¯t kill her!¡±


    Brendan ced his hand on his temples and said, ¡°Charlene, do you think I don¡¯t know what you did?¡±


    His voice was thick with rage, and his eyes had turned bloodshot. He looked at the woman in front of


    her fixedly and continued. ¡°You think those people you hired can keep their mouths shut for the rest of


    their lives? Have you forgotten why they chose to help you?


    ¡°Charlene McKinney, I¡¯m very disappointed in you. I don¡¯t even know who you are anymore.


    ¡°Or rather, I¡¯ve never truly known you before. Your disguise has sessfully deceived everyone around


    you, including me. Deirdre has never done anything wrong to you. She became someone else¡¯s


    scapegoat and was sent to prison. She had to fake her death to hide from the public, and not only did


    you not feel any guilt for her, but you even wanted to kill her. How can you be so vicious?¡±


    Charlene¡¯s face was ashen pale. This was the first time Brendan called her full name. She felt as if her


    entire world was falling apart.


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    ¡®Does he already know everything? He must know everything!¡±


    ¡°Did Deirdre tell you about these? Did shein about her suffering to you?¡± Charlene¡¯s voice was


    trembling. Her eyes turned red around the rims as she shouted hysterically, Yes! I was the mastermind


    behind her abduction, but what do you expect me to do? I was doing it for your sake!¡±


    Brendan¡¯s face was livid with rage. ¡°What the h*ll are you talking about? You weren¡¯t doing it for me.


    You were doing it for your own selfish reasons¡­¡±


    ¡°But if you were willing to spare even a nce at me in the past six months, why should I fight with a


    woman who¡¯s not important to me? Why should I take the risk of doing something illegal?¡± she yelled.


    ¡°Brendan, I¡¯m your woman! We¡¯re meant for each other! I¡¯ve already forgiven her for taking


    away two years of my life, but she¡¯s going to take you away from me now, and you expect. me to do


    nothing? Never! I¡¯ll never ept that!¡±


    She took a deep breath, and her eyes were filled with hatred. ¡°She should just die. She deserves it.¡±


    At that moment, Brendan¡¯s face lost all its color. His fingers were trembling slightly at Charlene¡¯s words.


    This was the woman he had trusted for eight years. This was what she had been thinking the whole


    time, and this was the first time Brendan saw who she truly was-a monster living under human skin.


    He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. When he opened his eyes again, all of his emotions were


    gone.


    ¡°If that¡¯s really what you think, then I believe you must be ready for the consequences.¡±


    ¡°Brendan¡­ What do you mean?¡± Charlene froze. She finally regained her senses and looked at


    Brendan in disbelief. ¡°You¡¯re not going to help me anymore?¡±


    Brendan did not say anything, but she already knew the answer. She panicked and said, ¡± No,


    Brendan, you can¡¯t do this to me! You can¡¯t!¡±

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    Resent Reject Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 544


    Chapter 544 You¡¯re Going to Prison


    ¡°Why can¡¯t I do this to you? I¡¯m just letting you have a taste of your own medicine.¡±


    Charlene was stunned. Her heart was clutched by fear as she cried out loud, hoping that Brendan


    could forgive her. ¡°How can youpare our eight-year rtionship to hers? We¡¯ve been together for


    eight years, and she¡¯s just a nobody! Have you forgotten the time we spent together? I just made a little


    mistake, but Deirdre is safe. Why can¡¯t you just forgive me?¡±


    ¡°A little mistake?¡± Brendan frowned deeply.


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    Charlene threw herself in front of Brendan and continued. ¡°I¡¯m sorry, Brendan. I just love you too much


    and let my jealousy get the best of me. That¡¯s why I went crazy on Miss McKinnon. I¡¯ll apologize to her


    and make up for it! So please, Brendan, please don¡¯t give up


    on me.¡±


    Brendan looked at her coldly and moved away when Charlene was about to touch him.


    Tears streamed down Charlene¡¯s face.


    Brendan had lost his patience and told her his purpose foring here.


    ¡°Are you the one who asked those people in prison to beat up Deirdre when she was serving her time


    there?¡±


    ¡°What?¡± Charlene was stunned. Her tears froze in her eyes.


    It was something that happened two years ago. If Brendan had not brought it up, she would have


    already forgotten about it.


    It urred to her that Deirdre had bewitched Brendan. That was why he was bringing it up


    again.


    ¡°What has it got to do with me if Miss McKinnon was beaten in prison?¡± Charlene clenched her fists


    tightly and put on an innocent look on her. ¡°I didn¡¯t know her that well at that time, nor did I have any


    grudges against her. There¡¯s no way I¡¯d ask someone to beat her up to the point that she lost her


    baby¡­¡±


    A hint of coldness crossed Brendan¡¯s eyes. ¡°Have I told you before that Deirdre lost her baby in


    prison?¡±


    Charlene¡¯s face turned ashen pale when she realized she had said something she shouldn¡¯t have. She


    hastily exined, ¡°I was just speaking nonsense! She was pregnant when she went to prison, but she


    didn¡¯t give birth to any kid when she came out. Thus, I suspected that she lost her baby in prison!¡±


    ¡°Shouldn¡¯t you suspect that she had an abortion?¡± Brendan gnashed his teeth. ¡°Stop lying to me,


    Charlene!¡±


    Brendan was shaking with anger. Charlene had never seen him so angry. Her blood went


    cold, her brain became nk, and her legs were shaking as her feet were cemented on the ground.


    Brendan could not contain his anger and said coldly, ¡°I won¡¯t help you anymore. Not only that, but


    you¡¯re going to prison too.¡±


    He rose to his feet and left the room. The air in the room and the anger in his chest. suffocated him.


    Meanwhile, Deirdre had just arrived at the police station. Her fingers were freezing, and she only


    removed her scarf after warming herself. up.


    When the police officer saw Deirdre, he was stunned. ¡°Miss McKinnon? What brought you here too?¡±


    ¡°Too?¡± Deirdre frowned as she felt confused. ¡°There are other people here too?¡±


    ¡°Well¡­¡± The police officer stammered.


    He did not know if he should tell Deirdre that Brendan was inside there or not. Even if he was going to


    tell her, how would he tell her about it? After all, Brendan had two identities right now.


    While the police officer was caught in a dilemma, a series of heavy and rapid footsteps erupted from


    the corridor. Before the police officer could do anything, Deirdre saw the iing figure.


    She looked at the iing silhouette nkly. She did not know why, but she felt that he was familiar.


    Her throat went raw, and a name spurted out of her lips before her brain could even react.


    ¡°Kyran?¡±


    When she realized who she had called, she was stunned.

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    Resent Reject Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 545


    Chapter 545 Who Else Will Touch You?


    ¡®There¡¯s no way he could be Kyran. Kyran is still in Germia. It¡¯s going to take nearly a day¡¯s flight for a


    round trip alone, so there¡¯s no way he can be in the police station.¡¯


    However, if the figure in front of her was not Kyran, why would he feel so familiar? It was as if she had


    known the person for a long time¡­


    Deirdre¡¯s fingertips trembled as she asked, ¡°Kyran. Is that you?¡±


    Brendan¡¯s face was bloodless as she stood opposite her. He did not expect Deirdre to appear in the


    police station, nor would they run into each other.


    For a moment, countless thoughts flitted across his head. Was he going to admit that he was Kyran?


    Or should he just say she had taken him for the wrong person and walk away?


    At that moment, Charlene broke herself free from her confinement and rushed out of the room. As she


    ran toward Brendan, she shouted in despair, ¡°Brendan! Brendan! Please give me another chance!


    Please! I promise I won¡¯t do it ever again!¡±


    She threw herself in front of Brendan and Deirdre and bawled her eyes out. Even though the police


    officers reacted rapidly and took her away, her voice entered Deirdre¡¯s ears.


    Deirdre¡¯s face became pale. ¡®Brendan? Brendan Brighthall?¡¯


    The person in front of her was Brendan!?


    When the realization hit her, her blood ran cold. Fear slid icily down her spine and into her limbs


    through every nerve ending in her body.


    She did not expect to run into Brendan here.


    Her pupils constricted as she clenched her fists tightly.


    ¡°Deirdre?¡± Brendan calmed himself down and suppressed his emotions. He raised his head, showing


    his chiseled face before Deirdre¡¯s eyes, and said in a cold voice, ¡°I knew it. You¡¯re still alive.¡±


    When his voice entered her ears, she felt as if there was a thread coiling around her neck. Her eyes


    widened with fear and shock as a strong sense of suffocation assaulted her, causing her face to


    be bloodless. She did not answer his question and turned around to run away from the police


    station.


    Brendan caught up to her in a few steps and grabbed her wrist tightly before she could make it to the


    road. ¡°Trying to run away? Do you think you can run away from me?¡±


    His words sounded like a nightmare. Her eyes turned red around the rims as she shook him off. ¡°Don¡¯t


    touch me!¡±


    Brendan squinted and asked, ¡°Don¡¯t touch you? Then who can touch you?¡±


    He grabbed her chin tightly and closed his eyes. When he reopened them, they were filled with rage.


    ¡°How dare you work with other people to deceive me? How dare you fake your death? Who permitted


    you to do that, Deirdre?¡±


    ¡°Why can¡¯t I do that?¡± Deirdre broke herself free from his grip. She felt like she was going to faint any


    time, but she forced herself to calm down. She was no longer the same person she used to be. She


    had Kyran on her side now. She had the power to talk to Brendan on the same ground now.


    ¡°Mr. Brighthall, right on time. Since we are here, we should discuss our divorce now.¡±Property ? of N?velDrama.Org.


    ¡°Divorce?¡± Brendan was flustered and frowned. ¡°Don¡¯t even think about that!¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s fine if you don¡¯t want to talk about it now, but mywyer wille and negotiate with you in the


    future.¡±


    Brendan looked at her coldly and said, ¡°It seems to me that you¡¯ve be bolder after not seeing you


    for so long. You even have the guts to talk to me this way. Who made you think you can treat me like


    this? Is it another man? Who is it?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s face turned pale. She knew that Kyran was no match for Brendan yet.


    ¡°It has nothing to do with other people. I just¡­ I just want to cut ties with you. After all, you and


    Charlene are getting engaged soon, so why don¡¯t you just let me go?¡±

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    Resent Reject Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 546


    Chapter 546 | Hate Him To the Bone


    Brendan looked at Deirdre sharply-his gaze felt like sharp des that cut through her skin. After a short


    while, he said, ¡°Not a chance, Deirdre. I¡¯m the one who can end this


    rtionship.¡±


    After he finished speaking, he grabbed Deirdre¡¯s wrist and threw her into the car, locking the door in the


    process.


    Deirdre was shaking in fear as she struggled to open the door. Even though she could not see now, her


    nostrils were filled with Brendan¡¯s body scent, and it sent a shiver down her spine. She could not open


    the door, so she curled up in a defensive position, staring fixedly


    at Brendan.


    ¡°What do you want from me, Brendan?¡± Her voice was shaking with fear despite her effort to force


    herself to calm down.


    Brendan had the urge to grab her into his arms, but he knew he could not do that now.


    He was Brendan, not Kyran. He had to make him look like an evil person. That was the only way to


    detach himself from the persona called Kyran. That way, he would not cause Deirdre to have any


    suspicions.


    As such, he could only grab Deirdre¡¯s face and force her to look him in the eye. Then, het said in an


    apathetic voice, ¡°Aren¡¯t we husband and wife? It has been half a year since west saw each other.


    Naturally, we have to find a quiet ce and reminisce about the old days.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s eyes were wet with tears and disgust. ¡°I don¡¯t have anything to reminisce with you


    about.¡±


    ¡®She really hates me to the bone¡­¡±


    Brendan swallowed the sadness into the pit of his stomach and went closer to her.


    There wasn¡¯t much space in the car. At their current distance, Deirdre could even see the pores on his


    face as he said, ¡°Deirdre, do you really hate me to the point that you don¡¯t even want to reminisce


    about our past with me? Don¡¯t forget that I was the only one who went around searching for you when


    you faked your death! I was the one who wanted you to live! Other than me, where can you find


    someone else so loyal to you?¡±


    ¡°Yes¡­¡± Deirdre found his statementughable. ¡°That¡¯s because you killed all those who were good to


    me! My mother, Sterling¡­ You were the one who forced them away from me! So, do you want to force


    me away from you too?¡±


    Brendan was stunned. The light in his eyes dimmed as he said, ¡°I¡¯ve already exined it many times. I


    have nothing to do with the death of your mother.¡±


    ¡°You have nothing to do with it?¡± A piercing pain shot through Deirdre¡¯s heart. ¡°Brendan, don¡¯t you feel


    ashamed of yourself at all?¡±


    ¡®How dare he say that my mother¡¯s death has nothing to do with him!?¡¯


    If he hadn¡¯t forced her to serve time in prison, she would have been by Ophelia¡¯s side, and thetter


    wouldn¡¯t have fallen to her death.


    He had promised her that he would protect Ophelia, but he tried to hide the fact that she was dead from


    her. If it weren¡¯t for other people to tell her about it, she wouldn¡¯t have known about her mother¡¯s death.


    Brendan¡¯s face turned pale for a moment, and he said, ¡°I admit that I did something wrong in this


    matter, but people can¡¯te back from the dead. This is a fact that can¡¯t be changed. I can promise


    you that as long as youe back to me, I¡¯ll do everything I can topensate you for your loss.¡±


    Even now, he was talking to her as if he was doing her a big favor.


    Deirdre felt dizzy, and her fingers were trembling with anger.


    ¡°It seems that you haven¡¯t changed at all, Brendan. You¡¯re still an arrogant and self- conceited b*stard!¡±


    Deirdre shouted as she red at him. ¡°How can youpensate me? Can you bring my mother back


    to life? Or can you undo everything that you¡¯ve done? You can¡¯t! There¡¯s nothing you can do to


    compensate me! I just hope that you¡¯ll go down to h*ll!¡±


    Her


    eyes were filled with hatred. It seemed to him that she really wanted him dead.


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    Deirdre¡¯s words were like des that stabbed into his heart. It was so painful that it deprived him of his


    ability to speak as he looked at Deirdre.

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    Chapter 547 Help Me Call the Police!


    However, this was all Brendan¡¯s fault. He was beyond redemption, and there was nothing he could do


    to make her forgive him.


    ¡°Take that back, Deirdre,¡±manded Brendan, his voice cold and his breath raspy.


    Deirdre scoffed and said, ¡°You brought this to yourself, and now you can¡¯t ept what you


    did?


    ¡°If even you can ept the bad deeds youmitted, what makes you think that I cant forgive you?


    Brendan, you-¡±


    His heart was stung with pain as he listened to her words. Before she could finish her sentence,


    Brendan lowered his head and pressed his lips against hers, his emotion surging.


    It was as if he was attempting to stop her from saying something he couldn¡¯t ept.


    Deirdre¡¯s eyes widened in disbelief. The soft lips of the man made her mind go nk. Following that,


    an endless wave of anger, shame, and disgust overwhelmed her.


    Driven by her rage, she pped him across his face, stunning him. The side of his cheek. was swollen


    up, and there were some emotions in his eyes that Deirdre couldn¡¯t read.


    At that moment, Den opened the door and was slightly stunned when he saw Brendant and Deirdre.


    ¡°What are you two doing?¡±


    His head was nk. He did not know what they were doing inside the car, but it seemed to him that


    they were having a fight. Before he could do anything, Deirdre tore her shirt open and got out of the


    car.


    ¡°Mr. King!¡± Her face was full of tears as she bit her lower lips tightly. ¡°Please help me call the police!¡±


    ¡°Call the police?¡± Den was stunned for a moment, and then he realized something.


    The man in front of him right now was not Kyran. He was Brendan.


    When the thought surfaced in his head, he hastily protected Deirdre behind him. Then, he looked at


    Brendan and said sternly, ¡°Mr. Brighthall, don¡¯t you think it¡¯s inappropriate for you to take advantage of


    a woman in an open street?¡±


    Brendan took a deep breath to calm himself down and got out of the car. He went along with Den


    and asked, ¡°Den, since when did you get acquainted with Deirdre?¡±


    ¡°That¡¯s none of your business,¡± Den said tly. ¡°If you have the time, you should take care of your


    fiancee at the police station. Let¡¯s go, Ms. McKinnon.¡±


    Den brought Deirdre back to his car. Tears streamed down her face as soon as she got into the car.


    She had been holding her tears back as she did not want Brendan to look down on her.


    Den looked at her silently. After she calmed herself down, he handed her a tissue paper. ¡°Are you all


    right?¡±


    ¡°Yeah,¡± replied Deirdre. ¡°I¡¯m so sorry for the mess, Mr. King.¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t be.¡± Den hesitated for a while and asked, ¡°How did you run into Brendan?¡±


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    By right, it was not the right time for Brendan to show up in front of her as Brendan.


    Deirdre¡¯s head was a muddled mess. ¡°I came to the police station to do something. I didn¡¯t expect


    Brendan to be here too,¡± she said.


    Understanding soon dawned on Den.


    ¡®So, it was just an ident.¡¯


    His eyebrows knitted deeply at the center of his forehead. Even now, Deirdre hated Brendan to the


    bone. He could hardly imagine the situation when Deirdre found out that Kyran and Brendan were the


    same person.


    He started the car and said, ¡°I¡¯ll send you back first. If you want toe to the police station next time,


    you should let me know. I¡¯lle with you. After all, Charlene is still being detained at the police


    station. I¡¯m worried that she might hurt you.¡±


    ¡°Okay¡­¡±


    Deirdre nodded. She did not expect to run into Brendan today, either. If she had known it earlier, she


    wouldn¡¯t havee here.

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    Resent Reject Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 548


    Chapter 548 How Long Can You Keep Her in the Dark?


    The first thing Deirdre did after returning to her room was to go into the restroom and wash her face.


    Her consciousness finally returned a little bit under the stream of cold water. However, the heavy


    weight on her chest still made her unable to breathe.


    She was very grateful for Den¡¯s timely arrival, which saved her from Brendan¡¯s hands. Otherwise,


    she might not have been able to get away from him.


    She picked up her phone. At that moment, she just wanted to listen to Kyran¡¯s voice.


    Den sent Deirdre back to the mansion and left. A ck car was waiting outside when he


    came out.


    He walked over, opened the door, and sat on the passenger¡¯s seat. Brendan was smoking the third


    cigarette, and he looked haggard. After taking onest drag of his cigarette, he asked, ¡°Is Deirdre


    okay?¡±


    ¡°Are you sure you want to know the truth?¡± replied Den, smiling bitterly. ¡°How is there any possibility


    that she¡¯ll be fine after running into you? She looked somehow unhinged and nearly passed out.¡±


    It went without saying that Brendan was well aware of this. It was just that he still felt a sharp pain in his


    chest when he heard what Den said.


    ¡°I finally understand why you refuse to appear in front of Deirdre as Brendan,¡± said Den. She¡¯s so


    scared of you. Even if you¡¯re Kyran, she might not be able to forgive you.¡±


    Brendan closed his eyes. ¡°I¡¯ve been trying my best to hide my identity from her. Luckily, I didn¡¯t say I


    was Kyran before my identity was exposed. If not¡­¡±


    He would not dare to imagine the consequences¡­


    After a short while of silence, Den said, ¡°Are you nning to keep her in the dark forever? Instead of


    using your own name, you used a fake identity just to be with Deirdre?¡±


    ¡°Do you think I have another choice?¡±


    Den was stumped.


    No, he didn¡¯t have another choice.


    Brendan had hurt Deirdre so much to the point she would never forgive him for the rest of her life.


    Therefore, he could only try topensate her and redeem himself through a new identity.


    However, Den did not know why, but a feeling of unrest tugged at the bottom of his heart.


    He had a feeling that it was not an ident that Deirdre ran into Brendan this time. He felt that


    Brendan would be unable to keep his identity as Kyran for long.


    Suddenly, the phone belonging to Kyran rang. As Brendan opened the window, he took out his voice


    changer and ced it on his throat. At the same time, the exhaustion on his face melted away, and a


    gentle expression appeared in its ce.


    ¡°Hey, Deirdre.¡±


    ¡°Kyran¡­¡± Deirdre¡¯s body was shaking, and she only calmed down when she heard Kyran¡¯s voice.


    ¡°Where are you now?¡±


    ¡°Me? I¡¯m in Germia now.¡±


    ¡°Really?¡± Deirdre asked calmly.


    ¡°What¡¯s the matter?¡± asked Brendan.


    ¡°Nothing,¡± replied Deirdre, her jaw set tightly. ¡°I was just missing you, so I called listen to your voice.


    When are youing back?¡±


    Brendan fell silent for a moment and replied, ¡°It might take a little longer. I¡­¡±


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    Realization suddenly hit Deirdre. She felt she was troubling Kyran, so she said, ¡°No, no, no, it¡¯s fine.


    You can just continue with your own stuff. I¡¯m just missing you. I¡¯m not asking you toe back.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m sorry,¡± said Brendan. ¡°I¡¯lle back to you after I¡¯m done with my stuff here.¡±


    ¡°Okay. I¡¯ll wait for you.¡±


    As she did not want to disturb Brendan, Deirdre hung up the call after a short while.


    Brendan looked at his phone silently for a long while.


    ¡°She¡¯s very dependent on you,¡±mented Den.


    ¡°So what if she¡¯s dependent on me?¡± Brendan said mockingly, ¡°I¡¯m the one who made her so afraid of


    me. All I can do right now is to disappear from her world and only appear before her as Kyran.¡±


    Den paused for a moment and asked, ¡°How long do you think you can keep her in the dark?¡±

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    Chapter 549 Evidence From Brendan


    ¡°I have no idea either,¡± Brendan said in a daze. ¡°I¡¯ll hide it for as long as I can.¡±


    He just hoped that day would note so soon. This way, he would have more time topensate


    her.


    Deirdre had been staying in the house for the past few days. She didn¡¯t even open the door as she was


    too afraid to do so.


    Based on her understanding of Brendan, she was confident that he woulde for her the next day.


    However, three days had passed, and nothing had happened. It was so quiet, as if Brendan had never


    appeared in this city before at all.


    Deirdre even started to wonder whether it was a dream that she had run into Brendan that day at the


    police station. However, the scorching sensation when the man¡¯s lips fell on hers and his tenacity kept


    reminding her that everything was real.


    Brendan had been there, and they had run into each other.


    It was just that Brendan might still be bothered by Charlene¡¯s case, so he did not have the luxury of


    caring about Deirdre.


    On the fourth day, Deirdre received a call from the police, notifying her that the prosecutor had filed


    charges against Charlene for abduction and that the first trial would be held on the first day of the next


    month.


    ¡°If nothing goes wrong, there¡¯ll be a result this time.¡±


    ¡°That¡¯s great!¡± replied Deirdre, her voice thick with delight. Then, she asked, ¡°What about Brendan¡­¡±


    ¡°What?¡±


    ¡°Brendan didn¡¯t do anything about it?¡± Deirdre was confused.


    ¡®If Brendan wasn¡¯t there to save Charlene, then why was he at the police station?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s question threw the police officer for a loop. ¡°Mr. Brighthall? What does Mr. Brighthall need to


    do?¡±


    ¡°Charli is his fiancee, right? Didn¡¯t he help Charlene prove her innocence or something? ¡°Yes, Charli is


    indeed Mr. Brighthall¡¯s fiancee,¡± the police officer said hesitantly. ¡°But you¡¯re his wife too. I¡¯m sure Mr.


    Brighthall can differentiate between who¡¯s right and who¡¯s wrong. He probably had a fiancee because


    he thought you were dead after you fell into the sea and went missing. Since you¡¯re back, he¡¯ll have to


    take care of his wife first. He came to the police station several days ago to provide the evidence


    regarding your abduction to us.¡±


    ¡®What!? Brendan is the one who provided the evidence to the police?¡¯


    Deirdre¡¯s eyes widened in shock as her heart hammered in her chest.


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    She did not think something like this would happen at all. After all, she knew very well how much


    Brendan loved Charlene. She was confident that he was willing to sacrifice himself for Charlene, so


    how would he help her by sending Charlene to prison?


    ¡°Are you sure about it?¡± asked Deirdre, her eyebrows furrowed into a concerned frown.


    ¡°Of course. There¡¯s no way I¡¯d make a mistake like that.¡± The police officer chuckled.


    Deirdre still couldn¡¯t pull herself out of the shock after the police officer had hung up the call.


    After that, she heard someonee into the house.


    Den had a lot of things in his hands. When he saw Deirdre, he asked, ¡°Have you eaten anything,


    Miss McKinnon?¡±


    Deirdre shook her head.


    Den smiled and said, ¡°Then I¡¯m right on time. I just bought some takeout from the restaurant today.


    The food is still warm, so you don¡¯t have to cook. Anyway, I hope you¡¯ll find them delicious.¡±


    Den ced all the food on the table. After that, he went into the kitchen to get some utensils for


    Deirdre. When he came out, he saw that Deirdre was still standing frozen stiff on her spot.


    ¡°Miss McKinnon?¡± asked Den.


    ¡°I¡¯m sorry.¡± Deirdre snapped herself out of her trance and walked toward the dining table. Den


    followed after her and asked, ¡°Is something bothering you, Miss McKinnon?¡±


    ¡°Well, you really are quite an observant, Mr. King. Nothing can escape your eyes,¡± said Deirdre, smiling


    dryly.


    Den teased her. ¡°It¡¯s not that I¡¯m observant, but you¡¯re like an open book now, Miss McKinnon.¡±

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    Chapter 550 How Well Do You Know About Brendan?


    ¡°Let me guess. It¡¯s about Brendan?¡± asked Den.


    Deirdre clenched her fists and closed her eyes. After a while, she replied honestly, ¡°Yes. It¡¯s


    about him.¡±


    ¡°It seems like I hit the jackpot,¡± said Den. ¡°What has he done again this time? Did hee to bother


    you again?¡±


    ¡°No. It¡¯s exactly because he didn¡¯te to disturb me that makes me feel strange. This doesn¡¯t feel like


    Brendan at all. ording to what I know about him, he isn¡¯t someone who¡¯ll give up so easily,¡± Deirdre


    said as she lowered her head.


    She knew Brendan very well, but she was unsure of it now.


    ¡°Besides¡­¡±


    ¡°Besides what?¡±


    Deirdre took a deep breath and continued. ¡°He didn¡¯t get Charlene out of detention. Instead, he even


    gave the police a lot of evidence. I don¡¯t understand at all. What is he up to again?¡±


    A smile appeared on the corner of Den¡¯s lips as he said, ¡°I was wondering what you were worrying


    about. So, this is it.¡±


    Deirdre couldn¡¯t help herself and continued. ¡°Don¡¯t you feel it¡¯s strange, Mr. King? You know Brendan


    too, so I¡¯m sure you know how domineering he is and how he treats Charlene as if she¡¯s his whole


    world. How is there any possibility that he¡¯ll do nothing when Charlene is going to prison? And why is


    he helping me-¡±


    ¡°Ms. McKinnon.¡± Den chimed in, interrupting Deirdre. He took a seat around the table and looked at


    her. ¡°How much do you think you know Brendan?¡±


    Deirdre was stunned.


    Den continued, ¡°Everyone will change. What¡¯s more, you¡¯ve been separated from Brendan for half a


    year. During the time when you faked your death, are you sure your death didn¡¯t affect Brendan? Are


    you sure he didn¡¯t regret what he did? Are you sure he didn¡¯t see through Charlene¡¯s true face?¡±


    ¡°I¡­¡±


    Deirdre was stumped. She did not know how to answer Den¡¯s questions at all.


    Would Brendan really mourn her death? Would he reallye to his senses and see who Charlene


    really was?


    She had never thought of these before.


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    She always thought Brendan would be blinded by his love for Charlene for the rest of his life. Little did


    she expect that he woulde to his senses one day.


    Den continued. ¡°Brendan is indeed hateful, but he¡¯s a human too. He¡¯s able to differentiate between


    right and wrong. Besides, every piece of evidence points to the fact. that Charlene abducted you, so


    there¡¯s no way he would help her. I guess he¡¯s just trying to redeem himself. That¡¯s why he gave the


    evidence to the police.¡±


    ¡®Redeem himself?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s mind was a chaotic mess. She could not think of anything right now as she said,¡± After


    everything he has done, what¡¯s the point of his redemption?¡±


    Den was stunned.


    Deirdre realized something and raised her head. ¡°I¡¯m sorry. I¡­¡±


    Denughed and said, ¡°It¡¯s okay. I can understand how angry you are with him. After all, what¡¯s


    done is done. He can never undo the damage that he has done to you.¡±


    Deirdre did not say anything in return. After calming down, she said, ¡°I¡¯m hungry. I¡¯ll wash. my hands in


    the kitchen and start eating. You can do your own stuff, Mr. King. You don¡¯t have to worry about me.¡±


    Den looked at her, nodded, and said with a smile, ¡°Alright then. I have a meeting to attend, so I¡¯ll be


    in the study room.¡±


    He left after he finished speaking. By the time Deirdre came out of the kitchen, he had already gone


    into the study room.


    Deirdre let out a sigh of relief. Even though she had no appetite, she forced herself to eat something.


    When she was cleaning the table, she identally hurt herself.


    The good thing was that it was not a deep wound. She went to her room to get the wound tended.


    While she was cleaning her wound, she thought of the things that Den had said.


    ¡°Everyone will change. What¡¯s more, you¡¯ve been separated from Brendan for half a year.


    ¡°During the time when you faked your death, are you sure your death didn¡¯t affect Brendan? Are you


    sure he didn¡¯t regret what he did? Are you sure he didn¡¯t see through Charlene¡¯s true face?¡±

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    Chapter 551 How Did You Get In?


    ¡°Besides, every piece of evidence points to the fact that Charlene abducted you, so there¡¯s no way he


    would help her. I guess he¡¯s just trying to redeem himself. That¡¯s why he gave the evidence to the


    police.¡±


    Deirdre found the remark to be saddening and amusing.


    Brendan¡¯s effort waspletely worthless. Moreover, his repentance came two years toote.


    If it came a little earlier, if her mother was still alive, perhaps she could pretend that nothing had


    happened and live a peaceful life. However, everything had already copsed, and she did not want


    Brendan¡¯s repentance anymore.


    She took a deep breath andy back on the bed, her painful fingers still tightly clenched


    She felt an ineffable feeling of lethargy overpowering her and fell asleep curled up in the bed.


    She lost count of time until she felt someone touching her fingers. She was awakened forcefully by the


    unbearable pain.


    However, she felt a shiver down her spine the next moment.


    Someone was standing next to her bed.


    ¡°Who¡¯s there?¡±


    Deirdre struggled to get out of bed and hurled her body ferociously down the bed after entangling


    herself in the nket in a flurry. She shut her eyes instinctively at the very moment she felt the feeling


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    She was caught by a pair of wide, thick arms steadily.


    The man¡¯s faint scent bore into her nose from their close physical interaction. Even if Deirdre tried to


    forget it, she could not refrain from recalling the man¡¯s face. Her face turned ghastly pale instantly.


    ¡°Brendan?¡± She inhaled sharply and found her voice to say, ¡°What are you doing here?¡±


    The man did not respond. Meanwhile, Deirdre shouted with her pale face, ¡°Mr. King- Mmm!¡±


    In the next moment, the wide, huge, muscr palm covered her mouth. His leaning posture made both


    of them tumble into the bed with one person on top of the other, tightly stuck together.


    Deirdre widened her eyes with incredulity and vignce.


    Brendan regted his breathing and said in a chilly voice, ¡°Are you trying to get the people in the next


    room toe and watch us having an affair by screaming now?¡±


    ¡®Having an affair?¡±


    Deirdre was furious. It was an insult to use that term on her.


    She bit the man¡¯s palm so strongly that she could bite off a chunk of his flesh.


    Brendan furrowed his eyebrows tightly from the pain. He said, ¡°I won¡¯t stop you if you want to scream.


    However, you must consider if you want Den to find out that you¡¯re spending the night with another


    man. I¡¯m certain that your man will learn about this incident as well. There¡¯s no telling if he¡¯s going to


    make wild conjectures ande rushing back immediately¡±


    Deirdre did not have the courage to move as soon as she heard the remark.


    She could not exin why Brendan had shown up in her room.


    Moreover, she could not allow Kyran to learn about the incident. She did not wish to distract him more


    when he was already troubled enough by his father¡¯s severe illness.


    Deirdre stopped biting atst and red at the blurry figure before her with bloodshot eyes.


    Brendan moved away his hand.


    Deirdre lowered her voice and asked shakily, ¡°How did you get in?¡±


    ¡°Through the window,¡± Brendan said without any guilt. In reality, he hade in through the front door


    openly.


    ¡°You¡¯re a madman¡­¡± Deirdre gnashed her teeth in anger.


    She was puzzled when thinking about his atonement earlier and wondered if he had changed for the


    better. Now, it seemed he was still as arrogant and proud as before.


    ¡°Are you incapable of respecting someone for the rest of your life?¡±


    She suppressed her disgust and her shaky body.


    Brendan could see her reaction, and his dark eyes dimmed. A momentter, he said tauntingly, ¡°Is that


    man with you capable of respecting others? If he is so good, why are you busy running about for


    Charlene¡¯s case when you¡¯re blind?¡±

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    Chapter 552 You Don¡¯t Deserve to Compare Yourself to Him


    ¡°That is none of your business!¡±


    ¡°How is that none of my business when I¡¯m your husband?¡± Brendan said in a bitter tone, ¡°I think he¡¯s


    just a coward who ran away in fear of trouble!¡±


    ¡°You have no right to criticize him, Brendan!¡± It was Deirdre¡¯s first time losing her temper. She


    exhausted every means to defend her lover. ¡°He is a thousand times better than you! Forget it.¡±


    Deirdre suppressed her shakiness and found the situation amusing for no apparent reason. ¡°What¡¯s the


    point of me taking what someone like you said so seriously? You¡¯ve always lived in your own world!


    When have you ever cared about others¡¯ feelings? You will never feel that you are at fault!¡±


    Brendan stared straight at the woman¡¯s face and felt a wave of pain wash over his chest. The pain was


    so overwhelming that he bent over and buried his head in the nook of her neck. He said in a hoarse


    voice,¡± What if I¡­ know that I¡¯m at fault?¡±


    Brendan spoke in a soft voice as if he was consumed by his ego or was not nning on letting her hear


    him.


    Yet, those words mmed into Deirdre¡¯s ears inevitably in view of how close they were to each other.


    She was stunned, and her chest was burning. Soon afterward, she furrowed her eyebrows tightly.


    ¡°What?¡± She assumed that she had misheard because Brendan would never possibly acknowledge his


    mistake. She sought to prove that she had misheard. ¡°What did you say again?¡±


    Brendan was jolted back to reality instantly. The sorrow in his dark eyes faded, and he cooled down


    slowly.


    ¡°Nothing.¡± He said nonchntly, ¡°I find you ridiculous. Why do you always assume that someone else


    is at fault? Deirdre, if I¡¯m at fault, I¡¯m at fault for not fulfilling my promise to protect your mother, and


    that¡¯s all.¡±


    ¡°That¡¯s all?¡±


    Deirdre shut her eyes shakily, and her heart sank. She thought about how she had lost her mind for


    thinking that Brendan would show his fragility a moment ago and that he had begun to realize his


    mistakes.


    ¡°How can a self-righteous person like him possibly recognize that he is at fault? I¡¯m the only person


    who is at fault. I was foolish for choosing him in the past and getting myself reduced to this state!¡¯


    ¡°Go away¡­¡± Her voice was hoarse.


    Deirdre held back and suppressed her emotions with great effort, yet she could not refrain from being


    physically disgusted by Brendan. She propped her hands on the man¡¯s chest and shoved him away


    with all her might. ¡°Get off me!¡±


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    However, their bodies were closely stuck together and almost only separated by the thin fabric of their


    clothes. They could even feel each other¡¯s zing body temperature. Her face turned paler when she


    felt the heaviness of the man¡¯s body on her, and she struggled with all her might.


    The ferocious struggle loosened Deirdre¡¯s cor andpletely revealed her supple, fair bosom to


    Brendan¡¯s eyes. Now, coupled with the woman¡¯s scent, his throat was burning with sexual desire.


    Brendan had never been a man of honor. He could only uphold Kyran¡¯s reserved mannerisms by


    exercising restraint. However, exercising restraint drove him insane, just like a tightened string that


    could


    break at any moment.


    He indulged in holding the woman¡¯s shaky body and constantly kissing her body parts with Brendan¡¯s


    identity. He wished that he could control everything.


    Brendan only got clear-headed after a pnded on his face.


    Deirdre¡¯s face was drenched in tears, her eyes filled with anger and hatred. ¡°Get out of here!¡±


    Brendan¡¯s teeth mmed into his lower lip from the p. The taste of blood spread in his mouth, and


    he swallowed a gulp of bloody saliva before saying, ¡°Are you resisting me so strongly because you


    want to keep your chastity for that man? Is he so good and deserving of your behavior?¡±


    ¡°He doesn¡¯t force me to do anything I don¡¯t want to, at the very least!¡± Deirdre pulled the nket tightly


    around her, her eyes filled with vignce. ¡°You don¡¯t deserve topare yourself to him.¡±

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    Chapter 553 Go on a Date With Me


    ¡°You don¡¯t deserve topare yourself to him.¡±


    The remark was merciless. It sent a wave of pain through his body like a sharp knife that stabbed into


    his heart. Yet, he did not even have the excuse to disclose the truth about himself.


    Kyran was him but not him at the same time.


    Kyran was the product of his meticulous disguise. He was a robot with forcefully controlled emotions


    and sexual desires. He was the exact opposite of Brendan.


    In truth, he wanted Deirdre to ept his true self even more. However, he knew that it was only his silly


    notion.


    Brendan¡¯s fists tightened at the sight of the vignt woman who was near the point of breakdown. A


    feeling of extreme reluctance was burning in his chest.


    He could not refrain from saying, ¡°Do you hate me that much?¡±


    Deirdre was shaking. She sneered upon hearing that, as if she was poking fun at his question.


    ¡°I understand now.¡± Brendan chuckled in a self-mocking way. ¡°That man is all you care about, so you


    want me to disappear from your life, right?¡±


    Deirdre furrowed her eyebrows and wiped away the cold tears on her face. ¡°What are you trying to


    say?¡±


    ¡°Go on a date with me.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s pupils constricted soon afterward. ¡°Have you lost your mind?¡±


    Brendan sneered. ¡°I¡¯m not threatening you, but I¡¯m merely giving you a choice, Deirdre Don¡¯t forget that


    we¡¯re still legally married. You want to get rid of me and get a divorce as soon as possible so you can


    dive into that man¡¯s arms, right? Then you¡¯ll have to give me a proper bargain anyhow.¡±


    He said softly, ¡°This is the condition that I want. Go on a date with me, and I¡¯ll sign the divorce papers


    when the time is right.¡±


    Even if it was just a silly notion, he knew that it was possible he would not have the chance to do that


    for the rest of his life.


    He wanted to be with her as Brendan, even if it was just for a few days or a few hours.


    Deirdre¡¯s mind went nk. ¡°Why?¡±


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    ¡°Hmm?¡±


    ¡°Why do you want that condition?¡±


    ¡®It is obvious that he doesn¡¯t love me. Is he still motivated by his disgusting possessiveness?¡¯


    Brendan said sarcastically, ¡°It¡¯s because I owe it to you, of course. I still have trouble sleeping because


    of your mother¡¯s incident, so I¡¯m taking this opportunity to make it up to you, right?¡±


    When he uttered thest few words, his tone was tainted with puzzlement and amusement.


    Deirdre was disappointed instantly. She said with her fists tightly clenched, ¡°You don¡¯t need to make up


    a high-sounding excuse. If you wish to make up for that, the bestpensation you can give me is to


    get a divorce at once!


    ¡°However, are you willing to do that? Hence, you don¡¯t care about making up at all. You¡¯re only using


    this to console yourself for causing someone¡¯s death!¡±


    Brendan¡¯s dark eyes dimmed slowly, and he said in a hoarse voice, ¡°Is this how I am to you?¡±


    Deirdre was momentarily stunned while Brendan returned to his usual cold self. He pulled his business


    card out of his pocket and ced it on the bedside table.


    ¡°You may think however you want. This is my business card, and you can call me when you¡¯re done.


    figuring it out. Otherwise, we can continue to be legally married too. I don¡¯t have any objection to this,


    but I don¡¯t know how that man will feel when he finds out about this.¡±


    Upon saying that, he got out from the balcony.


    Deirdre could not help trembling from the cold when she felt a gust of cold wind blowing. Her heart was


    filled with intense coldness.


    Meanwhile, Den knocked on her door. ¡°Miss McKinnon? I heard someone talking in your room


    earlier. What¡¯s going on? Are you alright?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m alright¡­¡± Deirdre took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down. ¡°I was sleeping soundly,


    and I said something when a nightmare awakened me.¡±


    ¡°I see. Have a good rest. Call me if you need me, Miss McKinnon.¡±


    ¡°Hmm.¡±

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    Chapter 554 Set Up on a Date in Eastgene


    After Den left, Deirdre stretched out her hand and felt for the business card ced on the bedside.


    table.


    The business card was made of sturdy materials, just like the man¡¯s mannerisms. The corners of the


    business card felt so sharp it could cut through skin, and the writing etched onto the card¡¯s surface


    could be felt just by touching it with one¡¯s fingers.


    Brendan hade prepared. He knew she was blind, so he left a business card she could read with


    her


    touch.


    ¡®Does he think I will agree to his condition?¡±


    Filled with boundless rage, Deirdre wished she could throw away the business card. Yet, in the next


    moment, she was reminded by a voice in her head, ¡°Are you really going to give up on the chance to


    get a divorce?¡±


    If she agreed to his condition, she could be rid of interacting with this man for eternity in exchange.


    She could travel to Germia with Kyran to have their wedding with peace of mind. She would not be


    bothered by her past marriage. She knew this was a rare opportunity for her to do so.


    Deirdrey back on the bed, but she was having trouble falling asleep.


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    She was worried that there would be unforeseen events.


    Deirdre was still incapable of falling asleep until daybreak the following day. On the contrary, Den


    woke up early and knocked on her door to inform her that he was leaving.


    Deirdre draped a jacket over herself and opened the door. Her expression was tainted with a tinge of


    surprise. ¡°So early? Why don¡¯t you stay for another ten minutes or so? I¡¯ll cook you breakfast. You can


    leave after having breakfast.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s fine, I¡± Den wanted to exin when he abruptly saw the marks on Deirdre¡¯s neck and stopped


    speaking for a moment.


    He suddenly realized what was with themotion in the next roomst night.


    ¡°Mr. King?¡±


    Den recovered from his surprise and said, ¡°I have a flight to catch to Eastgene, and an in-flight meal


    will be provided. The flight is taking off at 7:30 a.m., so I¡¯m going to bete if I stay.


    ¡°Eastgene?¡± Deirdre felt her heart racing.


    Nothing good came out of Eastgene every time Den traveled there in a rush. ¡°What¡¯s going on in


    Eastgene?¡±


    ¡°Nothing much. It¡¯s my sister-inw¡¯s birthday, and they¡¯re throwing her a party at home. I wasn¡¯t


    nning on going initially. However, my eldest brother told me he wanted to introduce a girl to me.¡±


    Den fell silent for a moment. ¡°So, I have to be back.¡±


    Deirdre inhaled sharply. She thought about how Den¡¯s eldest brother had gone too far with his


    action.


    Den did not even manage to maintain a righteous rtionship with his sister-inw, yet his eldest


    brother had actually ordered him to attend the party. Not only that, but Den¡¯s eldest brother also


    wanted to introduce him to a girl before the eyes of everyone there.


    Den said in a rxed tone, noticing the change in Deirdre¡¯s expression, ¡°It¡¯s fine. I¡¯m already 24 to


    25


    years old, so it¡¯s very normal for someone to try to set me up on a date. Moreover, it will be very busy


    during the party, so my brother may not have time to mind me.¡±


    Deirdre did not think so.


    Perhaps the party was specially organized for Den.


    She appeared overwhelmed with emotions, while Den chuckled and said, ¡°Rx. You look like I¡¯m


    about to get myself killed, Miss McKinnon. Don¡¯t worry. I¡¯m not opposed to being set up on a date. The


    only troubling part about this trip is that I may need to stay in Eastgene for a few days.


    ¡°It¡¯s fine.¡± Deirdre immediately said, ¡°There¡¯s enough food in the refrigerator tost me a week. I¡¯ve


    lived alone for a long time, so I don¡¯t need people caring for me. Don¡¯t worry about me.¡±


    ¡°Hmm.¡± Den nodded. ¡°You can call me anytime if you need anything, and I¡¯ll get someone to send it


    to you.¡°


    ¡°Sure.¡±


    Den raised his hand to check the time and discovered it was almost time. He gave a few gentle


    reminders before he left. Deirdre discovered that he was also bringing luggage, so it seemed that he


    would be staying in Eastgene for some time.


    The house was empty after Kyran¡¯s departure, and now, Den was traveling to Eastgene. Deirdre felt


    as if the house was deserted.

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    Chapter 555 It¡¯s Just a Date, Right


    Deirdre would not think this way in the past, so it was apparent that Kyran had spoiled her


    She could not refrain from making a call to Kyran.


    The call was picked up after a long time. ¡°Deirdre.¡±


    His voice sounded hoarse, as if he had been smoking all night long.


    Deirdre was momentarily stunned, and she could not help feeling concerned. ¡°Kyran¡­ are you alright?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m alright. Why do you ask?¡±


    Deirdre said, ¡°You sound very tired, like you haven¡¯t slept all night.¡±


    Kyran paused for a moment before he said, ¡°I haven¡¯t slept all night, indeed.¡±


    ¡°Why? Is it because your father¡¯s condition is not so good? Or is it because you have something else


    happening at work?¡±


    Deirdre regretted not going to Germia with Kyran so she could monitor the situation over there.


    She would not be how she was now, doing nothing at home but feeling anxious.


    She sounded anxious.


    Kyran chuckled andforted her with a gentle voice by saying, ¡°Don¡¯t fret. I¡¯m alright. I¡¯m the


    caregiver of my father in the hospital. Hmm, I haven¡¯t slept all night because I was taking care of my


    father.¡±


    Deirdre could not help feeling guilty. ¡°It would be good if I were with you. I could take turns with you so


    you¡¯d have time to rest.¡±


    ¡°I can¡¯t bear to let you do that.¡± Kyran smiled nonchntly and fell silent for a moment before suddenly


    saying, ¡°Deirdre, I miss you very much. I think about you all the time.¡±


    Deirdre sniffed. Her eyes were stinging with tears, and she felt the urge to cry but was delighted in her


    heart.


    ¡°Me too! I, uh¡­ miss you very much too, all the time. I sometimes dream about you, and I hope to see


    you soon.¡±


    If this were in the past, Deirdre would most certainly have trouble speaking in this manner.


    There was no telling if it was due to Brendan¡¯s sudden appearance, but she was afraid she would have


    less of a chance to be with Kyran. As such, she could not care about being shy anymore.


    The person on the other end of the conversation seemed stunned for a long time before he realized the


    situation.


    Kyran¡¯s voice turned gentler when he said, ¡°What¡¯s going on? What made our Miss McKinnon so


    straightforward that she would speak freely of her feelings?¡±


    Deirdre felt her cheeks burning. ¡°If you find it strange¡­¡±


    ¡°Why would I find it strange?¡± Kyran denied it and could not refrain from saying, ¡°Deirdre, I haven¡¯t


    stopped smiling from the start to now.¡±


    Deirdre lowered her head and felt warm and fuzzy in her heart at the thought of Kyran constantly


    smiling.


    ¡°It¡¯s great that you like it.¡±


    ¡°I like it very much. I like it so much that I wish to leave everything on hand ande see you.¡± Kyran


    took a deep breath. ¡°Deirdre, set your mind at ease and wait for my return.¡±


    ¡°How long?¡±


    Kyran said, ¡°Less than a week.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s gaze dimmed for a moment. It was not considered a long time, but it was not a short time


    either. She would not be able to discuss the divorce with Brendan when Kyran was back.


    At the thought of her marriage with Brendan, Deirdre felt a bitter taste in her mouth. She forced herself


    to perk up by saying, ¡°Promise to take care of yourself before youe back. Rest more so you can


    see me as your brand new self when you¡¯re back.¡±


    ¡°Sure, I promise.¡±


    ¡°Get some rest, quickly.¡±


    ¡°Hmm.¡±


    After ending the call, Deirdre was distracted.


    She wanted to seize the opportunity to end her marriage when Kyran and Den were away.


    She made up her mind and procured the business card from the room. She felt for the number on the


    card and called up Brendan.


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    After a while, the call was picked up. It sounded slightly noisy, and there was no way to tell the person¡¯s


    voice, but the tone of his voice was still as indifferent as usual.


    ¡°You called me. Have you thought it through, Deirdre?¡±


    Deirdre was not astonished by how Brendan knew her phone number, but she clutched her phone


    tightly and asked, ¡°It¡¯s just a date, right?¡±

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    Chapter 556 From Now On, I¡¯m Your Husband


    ¡°What?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m asking you if your condition involves only a date, right?¡±


    Brendan could not refrain from chuckling as if he was making fun of her sensitive emotion. ¡°Or else?¡±


    ¡°At night¡­ I¡¯m not going to sleep with you.¡±


    The other end of the call was quiet momentarily as soon as she made the remark. Soon afterward, he


    laughed sarcastically and said, ¡°Are you doing this so you can keep your chastity for the man?¡±


    Deirdre shut her eyes tightly. She did not want to quarrel with Brendan on this issue.


    ¡°I just don¡¯t want to be touched by someone like you.¡±


    Brendan was stunned for a moment before he sneered and said, ¡°Someone like me? What kind of


    person am 1?¡±


    Deirdre did not answer, and he did not inquire further. He said, ¡°Don¡¯t worry about this, Miss McKinnon.


    I¡¯ve encountered way too many women who are prettier than you with better bodies. I¡¯m not interested.


    when they push themselves against me, let alone you. We¡¯re just going on a date, and that is all.¡±


    He said it in contempt, yet his remark calmed Deirdre.


    ¡°When are we going on a date?¡±


    Brendan said, ¡°Your call came too suddenly I¡¯m still in Neve now. Let¡¯s do it tomorrow. I¡¯ll pick you up.¡±


    ¡°Hmm.¡±


    Deirdre ended the call eagerly. She only regained her calmness when she could no longer hear


    Brendan.


    She would go on a date with Brendan to get the divorce, yet she would not do anything more that


    betrayed Kyran. Everything would be settled when their date ended, and they would not be connected


    anymore.


    The next afternoon, Brendan showed up at the mansion¡¯s door just as he had promised.


    Deirdre was halfway through cutting vegetables when she received the call. She wiped her hands on


    the apron and headed upstairs to change into a warmer outfit.


    The air was slightly humid when she opened the door to go outside. She walked further ahead and


    smelled the man¡¯s perfume scent from the blowing wind.


    She asked with a cold expression and her palm covering her cheek, ¡°Where are we going?¡±


    ¡°I don¡¯t know how others go on a date, but since it¡¯s already dusk now, we¡¯ll just grab some food at the


    Waterfront Mall.¡± Brendan grabbed her wrist and said, ¡°I¡¯ll lead you to the car.¡±


    He wanted to lead her to the passenger seat, but Deirdre struggled free from his grip instinctively. By


    the time he came to realize the situation, he looked at her coldly.


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    Deirdre said with her face pale. ¡°I can walk by myself. I don¡¯t need you to guide me.¡±


    ¡°You can¡¯t even stand me holding you?¡± he said in a displeased tone.


    Deirdre said, ¡°It¡¯s not that I can¡¯t stand it. It would be better for us to keep a distance in view of our


    rtionship.¡±


    Brendan burst out inughter, but hisughter did not sound sincere. ¡°Our rtionship? What¡¯s our


    rtionship, huh? Are we not legally married husband and wife? Deirdre, don¡¯t forget that you married


    me willingly four years ago. In fact, you did it without naming any terms and conditions. Yet, you are in


    such a rush to disassociate with me?¡±


    ¡°You mentioned that it was in the past too.¡± Not a change could be seen in Deirdre¡¯s gaze. ¡°I was


    blinded in the past.¡±


    Brendan¡¯s expression turned icy instantly.


    Deirdre stopped speaking. She was nning on feeling her way to the passenger seat. As soon as her


    hand touched the ice-cold car window, Brendan suddenly stretched out his hand and took it upon


    himself to intece his fingers with hers.


    Their fingers inteced, and the man¡¯s hand was radiating coldness. Deirdre could not help shivering.


    Brendan!¡±


    ¡°Deirdre, I don¡¯t have the time to y your game.¡± Brendan interrupted her and spoke in an extremely


    cold. tone. ¡°Since it is a date, you should understand my intentions and behave ordingly to my


    preference. From now on, I¡¯m your husband. You will also need to treat me like you did in the past.


    You¡¯re going to hold back your displeasure now, no matter how disgusted you are by me.¡±


    ¡°Otherwise, you¡¯re just going to dampen my excitement when you resist even my physical touch! Why


    would I want to continue the date with you, and why should I fulfill your wish to get a divorce if that were


    the case?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s eyes were bloodshot from anger.

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    ¡°Treat him like he¡¯s my husband?


    If she had a chance like this in the past, she would be so delighted that she could not sleep all night.


    She found it cynical now that she heard Brendan¡¯s request and resisted the idea very much in her


    heart.


    ¡°What if I don¡¯t?¡±


    Brendan¡¯s gaze was still. He walked one step closer to the woman and exhaled warm breath when he


    spoke, yet the words he spoke were cold. ¡°I will just consider that you wish to continue this rtionship


    willingly, and I¡¯lle and take you back to Neve when I¡¯m done with my tasks.¡±


    ¡°That would be impossible!¡±


    Brendan smirked mockingly. ¡°Would you like me to remind you once again? You have a favor to seek


    from me, Deirdre. It¡¯s you who wants to get a divorce and not me who is forcing you to get it.


    ¡°You can always turn around and go back. I¡¯ll just pretend that nothing happened today.¡±


    ¡®Go back?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s chest felt so heavy that she was suffocating. ¡®If I were to go back, all my previous efforts


    would be wasted, right?¡±


    ¡°I won¡¯t.¡± Deirdre shook her head, shut her eyes, and opened them again. She then spoke in a


    determined tone, ¡°I want a divorce!¡±


    Brendan looked at her, his dark eyes filled withplicated emotions and stillness. A momentter, he


    held her hand tightly and said, ¡°Perform your role properly then.¡±


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    He held her hand, guided her to cross the front of the car, and headed to the passenger seat door. It


    was fortunate that he loosened his grip after she got into the car He got into the driver¡¯s seat and


    began to drive the car slowly.


    Deirdre was expecting his provocative words and offensive bodynguage, but nothing happened.


    She felt relieved.


    No one enjoyed being provoked, let alone Brendan. She figured he was probably not trying to hold her


    hand by force but only because he was not fond of others¡¯ disobedience.


    Deirdre¡¯s mood calmed down. Meanwhile, the car stopped.


    She heard Brendan¡¯s voice saying, ¡°We¡¯re here.¡±


    ¡°Ah¡­¡± Deirdre tried to remove the seat belt, but it was stuck, perhaps due to the wrong way she had


    buckled it. She could not unbuckle the seat belt after a long time


    Beads of sweat formed on her forehead. Meanwhile, the man next to her moved. Soon afterward, he


    leaned over and pinned her down with his upper body.


    His tall, muscr figure exuded a zing hot temperature, his masculine presence filled the air, and his


    thin lips were only a few millimeters away from kissing her lips. She batted her eyshes violently and


    waited for Brendan to help her to remove the seat belt. Yet, he did not respond after waiting for a long.


    time.


    ¡°You¡­¡±


    Meanwhile, the seat belt retracted.


    She quickly suppressed the surging emotions in her chest and opened the door quietly.


    Just as she was about to get out of the car, she heard Brendan say, ¡°Your heart is racing, just like how


    you were when we first met.¡±


    She pretended not to have heard that and got out of the car.


    Brendan had a reservation at a Waterfront restaurant. The crowd grew sparser the further they walked,


    especially when they got close to the seaside. The feeling of the cold wind blowing on her face was


    unpleasant.


    Very few people were around even when they were about to arrive at the restaurant.


    Deirdre could not refrain from saying, ¡°Why did you choose Waterfront Mall?¡±


    It would be rather romantic during summer, but it was winter now. The sea wind was unpleasantly cold.


    There was only the seaside scenery, but she could not even see it.


    Brendan did not answer her.


    They let go of each other¡¯s hand when they arrived at the restaurant¡¯s entrance. The waitress


    approached them and led them to the window seat.


    The waitress enthusiastically promoted the dishes when they were ordering by saying, ¡°The best seller


    here is our cranberry dessert. Would you like to order it so you can share it with your friend?¡±


    ¡°Friend?¡± Brendan raised his head.


    The waitress came to realize the situation and said, ¡°You¡¯re a couple, huh? I¡¯m sorry. I noticed that you


    haven¡¯t been interacting much, so I assumed you¡¯re only friends¡­ So, is the girlfriend angry? Let¡¯s


    serve you a dessert in the house. I¡¯ll get it.¡±


    The waitress left in a panic while Brendan said in a self-mocking tone, ¡°I¡¯ve only ever seen friends


    being mistaken as a couple. We¡¯re obviously married, yet we¡¯ve been mistaken as friends¡­¡±

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    Chapter 558 He Loves You Very Much


    Brendan found it ridiculous as well. ¡°This is the result of setting up two people by force.¡±


    Even if they were holding hands, the outsiders would never feel their love for each other.


    Brendan kept quiet for a moment and could not refrain from asking, ¡°How about you and that person?


    Will both of you be regarded as a couple as you ought to be?¡±


    Deirdre furrowed her eyebrows. ¡°Don¡¯t bring him up constantly.¡±


    Brendan appeared powerless and said sarcastically, ¡°It¡¯s because you¡¯ve never smiled when you¡¯re


    with me.¡±


    Deirdre was stunned. She took a deep breath and said, ¡°Is it caused by my reluctance to smile?¡±


    She had been all loving and affectionate in the past. She would not be able to hold back her smile


    every time she saw him in the past, which was not that different from her current situation.


    All in all, they were just not suited for each other.


    Their marriage was a product of reluctance, and it could not be faked nor forced.


    The atmosphere turned solemn. The waitress could feel her heart racing when she came to the table


    and sensed the atmosphere.


    Brendan got up. ¡°I¡¯m going to the washroom.¡±


    The waitress served the dessert and said, ¡°Try it and let me know if the sweetness level is not to your


    preference, miss. We¡¯ll get you a new one.¡±


    ¡°Thank you.¡±


    Deirdre did not have much of an appetite, but she still expressed her gratitude and took two bites.


    The waitress stayed as if she was worried that her action earlier would cause displeasure to Deirdre


    and Brendan. She exined in a pleasant, soothing tone, ¡°I¡¯m sorry for earlier.¡±


    Deirdre came to realize the situation and said, ¡°It¡¯s fine. Our quarrel is not your fault, and our


    rtionship. is conflicted. We¡¯re going to get a divorce soon.¡±


    She said that so the waitress would not overthink the situation. Still, the waitress expressed her


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    astonishment.


    ¡°Divorce? Why?¡±


    Deirdre thought about it for a moment. ¡°No other reason. We just have different ideologies and don¡¯t


    love each other anymore.¡±


    ¡°But¡­¡± The waitress took a nce in the direction of Brendan¡¯s departing figure, and she could not


    refrain from saying, ¡°But it¡¯s obvious that he still loves you very much.¡±


    Deirdre was stunned upon hearing that and found it ridiculous. ¡°How can you tell?¡±


    It was absurd.


    ¡®Brendan loves me? He loves me? Perhaps, it¡¯d be possible if I were Charlene.¡¯


    The waitress said in ali seriousness, ¡°You can¡¯t see, so there are some details that won¡¯t catch your


    attention. He looks at everyone else very indifferently, but his gaze turns gentle and soft only when he


    looks at you.


    ¡°You¡¯re well aware that he doesn¡¯t express his emotions easily, but his love for you is almost written on


    his face What does this signify? It signifies that he loves you so much that he just can¡¯t hide it


    anymore.¡±


    Deirdre abruptly felt her heart racing. By the time she returned to her senses, she realized that a sweet-


    talking waitress actually persuaded her. In fact, she even wondered whether the waitress was telling


    the


    truth.


    ¡°Something about Brendan looking at me differently and that he loves me so much that he just can¡¯t


    hide it anymore¡­


    She found it ridiculous. Even though she knew that an outsider would never say something unpleasant


    to her, she still found the waitress¡¯ remark preposterous.


    ¡°Since


    you im he still loves me, why did you think we were just friends in the beginning?¡±


    The waitress was embarrassed. ¡°You treated him coldly like he was a stranger. I was under the


    assumption that you are his unrequited love.¡±


    Deirdre was rendered speechless. After a while, she said, ¡°Stop teasing me.¡±


    The waitress¡¯ expression was solemn. ¡°I¡¯m not teasing you, but I¡¯m telling the truth. Miss, you¡¯re allergic


    to yam and don¡¯t enjoy celery and eggnt in your food, right?¡±


    Deirdre was stunned ¡°How do you know?¡±


    ¡°The man wrote it down on a note and passed it to me when I took your order earlier If he didn¡¯t love


    you. and didn¡¯t care about you, why would he be concerned about your food allergy and eating


    preferences?¡± Deirdre¡¯s astonishment could not be concealed when she heard that.

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    Chapter 559 Fulfill Your Wish


    Brendan would actually write down the food she did not enjoy eating and the food she was allergic to


    on a paper that he passed to the waitress¡­


    ¡°How can that be possible?¡±


    The waitress smiled and said, ¡°It is possible. He is precisely the kind of person who hides his little


    quirks and conceals his feelings but still offers trivial care in some ces.


    ¡°Moreover, if he really didn¡¯t love you as you described him, it would be unnecessary for him to pay so


    much attention to small details like this, right?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s mind went nk, but she was well aware that the waitress was right.


    Brendan was the type of person who was not interested in the outside world.


    He had very little time, so he did not enjoy wasting his time on trivial matters. He would watch a person


    crying profusely on their knees in contempt if the person was someone he did not care for. However, he


    would be extremely meticulous in every way if he were to care for the person.


    Still, why would Brendan behave this way when she was not Charlene? Was he doing this because of


    the so-calledpensation?


    Before she could figure it out, Brendan had already returned. He looked up when he noticed that the


    ambiance was off and asked, ¡°What¡¯s going on?¡±


    ¡°Nothing. I¡¯m only inquiring about thedy¡¯s dessert preference.¡±


    Brendan said, ¡°She likes blueberries but don¡¯t serve that now. She will grow sick of it if she has too


    much


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    of it.¡±


    The waitress¡¯ smile grew wider, and she took one more nce at Deirdre. ¡°Alright, I won¡¯t bother you


    two anymore. I¡¯ll be at the counter if you need anything.¡±


    After she left, Brendan took a seat. He had just only sat down when Deirdre suddenly asked him, ¡°Why


    are we here?¡±


    Brendan paused for a moment and answered with a question, ¡°What¡¯s going on?¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s winter here, so the seaside is cold. Moreover, it¡¯s located very far away from the city center. You


    have better choices, so why do you choose Waterfront Mall?¡±


    She could not see, but her determined gaze was locked in his direction. The corners of her eyes


    reddened ever so slightly with tears.


    Brendan fell silent for a moment before he said, ¡°We can leave if you don¡¯t like it here.¡±


    ¡°You¡¯re changing the topic of conversation.¡± Deirdre spoke by enunciating each word. ¡°I want an


    answer.¡±


    Brendan exhaled and said, ¡°Your wish.


    ¡°You mentioned that you¡¯d be delighted and pleased to have an anniversary dinner meal with me in


    Waterfront Mall on the second anniversary of our marriage.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s eyes glistened with a glint, and she suppressed her shakiness. ¡°So, are you fulfilling my wish


    now?¡±


    ¡°I understand that I won¡¯t have the chance to do this anymore.¡± Brendan said in a very calm tone, ¡°We


    don¡¯t have much of a chance to be together anymore, and we won¡¯t meet each other again after the


    winter ends. Hence, I can¡¯t wait until the summer that you mentioned, so I muste here with you


    even


    when it¡¯s cold.¡±


    Deirdre felt as if her chest would explode with overwhelming emotions of anger, agony, and others. She


    would rather not havepensation like this that came toote.


    If Brendan had taken her to Waterfront Mall during the two years of their marriage, she would have


    noted it down as the happiest day of her life. She would fill the walls with photos of the day and post the


    photos on her social media to show off. She would also look back at it to reminisce asionally. But


    now¡­ it was all water under the bridge.


    She had already forgotten it was her wish toe to Waterfront Mall. It had faded just like their


    feelings and love, leaving them staring at each other in coldness.


    ¡°How long ago was that?¡±


    Brendan¡¯s gaze was still. ¡°Three years.¡±


    ¡°If it were a child, the child would have already gone through countless wishes in three years, let alone


    ant adult with a wide horizon like me. Moreover, I can no longer see with my eyes. I can¡¯t feel anything


    else. here at Waterfront Mall other than cold. There¡¯s no need for you to do touching things for me. I


    don¡¯t need it.¡±


    ¡°Hmm.¡± Brendan felt as if something was stuck in his throat. He had not nned on letting Deirdre


    know about this. ¡°I¡¯m sorry that I¡¯m being brusque.¡±

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    Chapter 560 Put an End to This From Now On


    Deirdre was stunned while Brendan came to react to the situation by assuming a cold, sharp


    expression on his face. ¡°However, since we¡¯re already here, don¡¯t try to pick faults anymore. It¡¯s already


    rare that I remembered your wish in the past. Do you think I woulde here to endure the cold


    willingly if not as yourpensation?¡±


    ¡°Compensation?¡±


    ¡°Hmm,pensation.¡± Brendan¡¯s eyes were dark as ink. ¡°You can put an end to your mother¡¯s case


    from


    now on.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s pupils shook violently. She was so furious that her entire body was shaking beyond her


    control.


    ¡®So, I should bring everything to an end just with his carefreepensation after those acts of his.


    pushing things too far, and the human life that was lost!?¡±


    Deirdre could not hold back her anger and stood up. She was afraid that she would give Brendan a


    p if she were to stay any longer


    She ran to the door, and before she could walk away, Brendan caught up to her and grabbed her wrist.


    He furrowed his eyebrows and suppressed his anger ¡°Why are you freaking out?¡±


    ¡°Freaking out?¡± Deirdre felt her heart turn cold, and her eyes were bloodshot. ¡°You¡¯re right! I am


    freaking. out. Please loosen your grip on me if you don¡¯t want me to freak out on you so I can head to


    the washroom to calm myself down!¡±


    ¡°You¡¯re only going to the washroom?¡± Brendan was momentarily caught in a daze.


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    Deirdre looked toward him in derision. ¡°Don¡¯t worry, Mr. Brighthall. Naturally, I will fulfill what I¡¯ve


    promised. I will ensure that the date carries on so you will agree to get a divorce, and I¡¯ll continue until


    you are pleased.¡±


    The words that she used were filled with irony, and her remark stabbed into his heart like a needle


    hidden in a cotton ball.


    His face turned ghastly pale from the pain, but it did not leave behind any hideous wound on his heart.


    In fact, he did not even bleed a single drop of blood.


    Brendan loosened his grip. ¡°I¡¯ll get the waitress to take you there.¡±


    He called over the waitress to send Deirdre to the washroom. The waitress waited by the door while


    Deirdre sshed cold water on her face.


    She raised her head to look at the woman in her reflection with blurry facial features. She was shaking


    ever so slightly and found it ridiculous that she was actually infuriated by Brendan.


    She had assumed that the man¡¯s words would not affect her because she had lost all hope and was


    utterly disappointed. Yet, his carefree, unbothered behavior became a spike that stabbed through her


    body. She was in so much pain that she cried.


    She could not refrain from pulling out her phone to call Kyran.


    The call was picked up after a while. His voice sounded warm andfortable like the wind on a


    spring¡¯s day, only that his surprise could not be concealed. ¡°Deirdre? Why are you calling me all of a


    sudden? Are you alright?¡±


    Tears welled up in Deirdre¡¯s eyes beyond her control, and she could only say smilingly, ¡°Can¡¯t I call you


    for no reason? When have you be such a hotshot that your girlfriend can¡¯t even check up on you,


    Mr


    Reed?¡±


    Kyran chuckled and said, ¡°No, I¡¯m not trying to stop you from checking up on me. It¡¯s just rather


    unexpected. I thought that you¡¯ve been mistreated, and you¡¯re calling me to vent your grievance.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s gaze dimmed, but she forced herself to perk up by saying, ¡°How can I be mistreated when I¡¯m


    home alone? It¡¯s only that¡­ I miss you¡­¡±


    The other end of the call fell silent. It sounded like there was amotion despite the silence.


    Soon afterward, a voice inquired, ¡°Sir, is there-¡±


    Deirdre could not hear anything else after that. It was because the phone¡¯s speaker was covered


    suddenly, and the voice became distorted during the call. She could only tell that it was a woman


    speaking.


    The voice sounded familiar for some unknown reason.


    Deirdre could not refrain from asking, ¡°Where are you? Why is there a woman speaking next to you?¡±


    The phone was pulled closer to Kyran¡¯s mouth as he said, ¡°I¡¯m in the hospital, and the nurse was


    looking for me earlier.¡±


    ¡°Really?¡±


    Deirdre lowered her gaze. Meanwhile, the waitress knocked on the door to remind Deirdre it was time


    to go out.

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    Chapter 561 You¡¯re Not Gonna Be Held Responsible For This


    ¡°Kyran, I¡¯m going to sleep.¡± Deirdre¡¯s heart raced. What if Kyran heard the waitress?


    Kyran seemed to look over it. ¡°Alright. You rest early. Good night.¡±


    ¡°Good night.¡±


    The call ended.


    Deirdre¡¯s frazzled mind calmed down considerably. She pushed open the door and left


    the washroom, where the waitress led her back. She barely had a second to settle on


    her seat when Brendan snuffed out the cigarette between his fingers. ¡®The food¡¯s gone


    cold from waiting for you. I even had to order a whole new course.¡±


    Deirdre ignored him, and he somehow did not take any offense to it either. He just let the


    waitress serve something new. While waiting, Brendan¡¯s interrogation began. ¡°What took


    you so long? What were you doing in the washroom?¡±


    She red at him coldly. ¡°I¡¯m having my period, happy? I had to be inside for a bit


    longer. Are you going to take offense to that?¡±


    ¡®You always have yours on the 1 oth day of the month.¡±


    Deirdre was taken aback and scrambled to cover her tracks. ¡®That¡¯s Charlene¡¯s period.


    Not mine.¡±


    Brendan said nothing.


    They ate their food in silence. It was supposed to be a candlelit dinner, but there was not


    a wisp of romance in the room. It felt like two strangers being forced to eat at the same


    table.


    As they ate, a newmotion joined them from outside. Rhythmically, drips turned into


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    a shower. Then in a blink of an eye, the shower turned into a downpour.


    rm shadowed Deirdre¡¯s face. ¡°It¡¯s raining?¡±


    Brendan frowned despite himself. Their car was parked about 100 meters away. ¡°All


    storms have an end.¡±


    His prediction was off. Even after they finished their meal, the downpour showed no sign


    of ending. The waitress came to their rescue the way she knew best. ¡°The rain might go


    all the way to 12:00 a.m. At least the rain is getting gentler by now, but it might get worse


    need it?¡±


    Deirdre nodded. ¡®Thank you.¡±


    ¡°How many?¡±


    ¡®Two.¡±


    ¡°One.¡±


    They answered at the same time.


    Brendan frowned. ¡°Are you crazy? Is this a time for stupid hangups? You said two. Can


    your eyes see now? Or do you think you can hold an umbre on your own?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s face paled, but she could not defend herself. In her silence, Brendan said,


    ¡°One, please.¡±


    He rose to the door while Deirdre followed. He grabbed the umbre from the waitress,


    opened the door, and found himself bracing an icy, wet gust.


    Brendan got the umbre up and shoved its handle into Deirdre¡¯s hand.¡± Take this.¡±


    She was confused. Then, suddenly, she felt a warm coat over her head. It was filled with


    his warmth and his faint cologne, but most importantly, it blocked out all of the wind that


    came sweeping.


    She froze. Brendan took the umbre and pulled her into his chest with his free hand, his


    movement so bafflingly natural one might think it was a matter of fact. ¡°Stay close. Don¡¯t


    slip.¡±


    His broad, strong shoulders and his powerful arms seemed to shield every element


    nature could throw on them. Even as her foot sank into a rainwater puddle, Deirdre¡¯s


    mind was still mired in a stupor. She could not shake off the illusion that the man


    standing next to her was not that irredeemable devil she loathed with all her soul but the


    angel who showed her heaven.


    The angel who would always look out for her, care for her and put all of his attention on


    her and her alone.


    Kyran Reed¡­


    A biting gale pped her across her cheek. Deirdre shuddered and finally snapped out


    of her trance.


    Had she gone mad!?


    She clenched her hands into fists. She had imagined the man next to her as Kyran! God,


    how could she even do such a thing? She insulted Kyran with thisparison. She


    insulted herself!


    Deirdre pulled the coat down her head and gritted her teeth. ¡°Find a ce right now and


    put your coat back on. I don¡¯t want it. I don¡¯t need it.¡±


    Brendan stopped in his tracks. ¡°Calm down. If I end up getting sick, I won¡¯t me it on


    you. You¡¯re not going to be held responsible.¡±

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    Resent Reject Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 562


    Chapter 562 It¡¯s Too Late for That


    Deirdre was stunned. This was not what she was thinking at all! But before she could


    exin herself further, a new gale tore through them. Seaside towns were no strangers


    to strong, chilling winds. Their journey was only 100 meters long, yet it felt like they had


    lost half of their body warmth by the 50-meter point.


    Her body shuddered on its own. Brendan felt it coursing through his arm and drew her


    even more closely into his chest. ¡°About 50 meters left.¡±


    They braved the weather. It was as the waitress had predicted-the rain kept getting


    heavier. Had they chosen to stay inside the restaurant, they would not have been able to


    The umbre did a shoddy job of keeping the elements out of them. By the time they


    reached the car, Deirdre was wet. The first thing Brendan did after getting inside was to


    turn on the heater before pulling out a towel from the backseat. He passed it to her,


    stating, ¡°Wipe yourself.¡±


    She thanked him out of reflexive courtesy and reached out to the man¡¯s fingers. It felt


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    like touching a statue made from ice.


    Her fingers were already as cold as they could get, while Brendan¡¯s fingers were pretty


    much cryogenically frozen. It shocked her to remember¡ªafter giving her his coat,


    Brendan was down to a shirt and a pair of pants. An attire like that in a storm? No


    wonder he was in no better state than she was.


    Deirdre hesitated for a moment and passed the towel back to him. ¡°No, you wipe


    yourself dry. I at least had your coat. Compared to you, I wasn¡¯t that wet.¡±


    Brendan did not take it. ¡°I don¡¯t need it. It¡¯s toote for that.¡±


    He was right. He waspletely soaked.


    The rain had gotten so bad that the wipers could not do anything about their visibility.


    Left with no choice, the two could only sit still in his car and stare at each other in


    ufortable silence.


    The heater, working as hard as it could, still did not manage to dispel Deirdre¡¯s cold. Wet


    garments stuck onto her, their chilliness seeping into her skin until her warmth was


    gradually reced by its freezing temperature. She covered her mouth just in time for a


    sneeze and shivered.


    Brendan frowned. ¡®Take off your clothes.¡±


    Deirdre whipped her head in his direction in an instant, her cheeks turning pale.


    It was the kind of reaction that clued Brendan in about his mistake. Licking his lips, he


    tried to exin, ¡°I don¡¯t have any ulterior motive, okay? I¡¯m just saying it will help stop


    the cold. All you have to do is to wipe your skin with a towel, and you¡¯ll be dry. If you go


    on like this, you¡¯ll catch a cold.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯d rather catch a cold.¡±


    She curled into herself defensively. It would have been easier to kill her than to make her


    undress in front of him.


    Brendan furrowed his eyebrows in concern, but he pretended to be sarcastic and


    mocking. ¡°Really? You¡¯re pretending to be some goodie church girl at this time? You¡¯re


    acting like I¡¯ve never seen you naked before. But I¡¯ve done more than seen every orifice


    in your body, Deirdre. I¡¯ve even touched it, rubbed it, yed with it, haven¡¯t I?¡±


    ¡°Shut up!¡±


    Deirdre was livid, but her protest came out as a hushed, quiet rebuff. She felt even more


    ashamed than usual to even talk about this, especially since they were stuck in this


    small, cramped car. Just the sounds of their breathing together perturbed her.


    Brendan could not talk her into anything. Left with no choice, he searched for any hotel


    nearby with his phone and found only one within a few 100 meters. The area they were


    in was just that remote.


    He started the engine and began to drive at a snail¡¯s pace. Once they reached the hotel,


    the car went silent and stopped.


    Deirdre reeled out of her trance and asked, ¡°Are we there?¡±


    ¡°We¡¯re at a hotel.¡±


    She gave no reply. The journey to Den¡¯s vi from there would take two hours at a


    minimum-let alone on a weather as blinding as this. Given the poor road visibility, they


    might not be able to reach his house even if the rain stopped.


    Brendan disembarked, covered Deirdre with his coat, and brought her to the main hall.


    As she trembled from the cold under the coat, he produced his credit card and asked for


    a room.


    ¡°We¡¯ve got only one couple¡¯s room left, sir. Is that okay?¡± asked the receptionist. ¡°If


    there¡¯s no objection, I¡¯ll make it avable for you now.¡±


    Deirdre raised her head, an ashen grimace shadowing her features. Brendan hesitated


    for a moment, too, but they were not exactly in the position to choose.


    He paid for the room and took the keycard.


    Deirdre¡¯s lips parted as if she had something to say, but nothing came out. She just took


    the elevator with him.

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    Resent Reject Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 563


    Chapter 563 You Started It, Deirdre!


    The door opened, and Brendan stepped inside.


    His feet shuffled to an abrupt stop, prompting Deirdre to ask, ¡°What?¡±


    He turned away. ¡°Nothing.¡±


    The couple-friendly hotel certainly had a¡­ design. The lighting was suggestively soft.


    There was a distinct scent in the air. The ambiance was obvious to any normal adult. As


    a courtesy of the hotel, clothes of a particr kind were provided on the bed.


    Brendan could not imagine how Deirdre would look if she put these on¡­


    Deirdre stepped inside after him. A thought leaped into her mind. ¡°How many beds are


    there?¡±


    It was bad enough to be stuck in a room with him. Did she have to suffer the pain of


    being in the same bed just as well!?


    When things could get worse, they would often do. Brendan¡¯s answer was proof of that.


    ¡°One.¡±


    Deirdre gripped the garment around her chest as it tightened. She felt thepulsion to


    remind him, ¡®You made a promise. You should stick to it like a real man.¡±


    Brendan was already feeling the first wave of desire taking hold of him. His throat felt


    tight as he desperately tried to eject every lustful thought bubbling in his mind out of his


    skull. Deirdre¡¯s reminder sounded like a divine reminder. As he fought against himself, he


    frowned and asked, ¡± What did I promise you?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s face paled. ¡°No. No, you¡¯re not doing this. You promised me you won¡¯t¡­¡±


    She faltered. She seemed to be unable to say it aloud. It was Brendan who pressed on.


    ¡°Won¡¯t what? Share a bed with you? F*ck you?


    ¡°How about I remind you something else instead, Deirdre?¡± He barreled on before she


    could say a word edgewise. ¡°We¡¯re legally husband and wife until our divorce is finalized.


    I can share a bed with you, which wouldn¡¯t be a crime. I can f*ck you and still be seen as


    doing what married couples are supposed to do.¡±


    His voice was cracking. Deirdre could feel the heat emanating from him. Terror bleached


    her face white¡ªshe turned on her heels and started toward the door. ¡°I-I¡¯m sleeping on


    the couch in the lobby!¡±


    She had barely stepped out the door when the man suddenly grabbed hold of her wrist


    and dragged her back inside. She felt herself thrown into the air, her feet leaving the


    floor.


    Then she crashed onto the softness of the bed. She hardly had the chance to breathe


    when Brendan suddenly pressed himself against her. His weight somehow doubled from


    the oppressive totality of his lust.


    ¡®Your stupid devotion to chastity is a little toote, don¡¯t you think? Have you already


    forgotten how you acted when you became my wife?¡± He sneered.


    Deirdre¡¯s pupils constricted. ¡°No, don¡¯t-¡±


    ¡°You repulsed me at first. I didn¡¯t want to do anything with or to you, but you were a


    wh*re doing her best to seduce me like a subus. You were begging to be f*cked!¡±


    Brendan cut her off steelily.


    ¡®You did everything at your disposal, used every wile a seductress could have, all


    because you wanted to bear me a child. But now? Having sex with me is suddenly a


    grave sin now? Because of that other *sshole, isn¡¯t it? He¡¯s the only one who can pry


    your legs away now?¡±


    Deirdre shook in a fury. He was serving all of her past shame. Every single mention felt


    like a p across her cheek. Her face was burning, and her lips were trembling.


    ¡°So what if I did all that? What if I did everything I could to bear you a child?¡± she


    retorted, her voice shaking from the effort even as she lowered her volume. ¡°That was all


    in the past. That was three years ago! I¡¯ve been punished for it for so many years! Isn¡¯t it


    enough? Aren¡¯t I allowed to regret it all?¡±


    ¡°Regret?!¡± Brendan¡¯s eyes were mired with destion. ¡°How dare you regret any of


    that!?¡±


    His voice was hoarse. ¡®You started it, Deirdre McKinnon! You f*cking started this in me!¡±


    ¡°Argh!¡±


    Brendan pounced. His fingers gripped onto her shoulders like talons. Deirdre¡¯s petite


    frame was no match for Brendan¡¯s strength, and her face was white in pain. ¡°Let me go,


    Brendan! Let me go!¡±


    ¡°What if I don¡¯t want to!?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯ froze.


    She tasted burning fire on her lips.


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    It went on and on and on. He knew she would retaliate, so he preemptively grabbed hold


    of her arms and pinned them tight to the bed, immobilizing and forcing her to go through


    with his tyranny.


    Deirdre¡¯s temper reached a boiling point. She bit his lips and tasted metal in her mouth.


    Brendan paused for a moment¡­ and kissed her even more violently.

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    Chapter 564 Take a Shower


    Brendan was possessed. His kisses were like a heated iron brand making its conquest


    downward.


    Deirdre knew she could not struggle her way out of it, so she¡­ stopped.


    She turned her head away from him as a tear escaped her eye and disappeared into the


    sheet.


    Disgust filled her eyes. ¡°Be quick. Then, tomorrow morning, we¡¯ll file for divorce straight


    away. After that, don¡¯t you ever show your disgusting face in front of me again.¡±


    It was as though she had poured a bucket of freezing water all over him. Any heat he felt


    was suddenly put out. He stopped, and the woman below him came into his focus.


    They were so close right now-just skins apart.


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    But the distance between them was so unscble, there was nothing he could do to


    even cross it. Her disgust and despair were so overwhelming that Brendan could not


    even deceive himself into ignoring them.


    ¡®Tell me, Deirdre McKinnon.¡± He could not resist resting his head between her breasts,


    nor could he stop the mocking smile forming on his lips. ¡°You¡¯ll hate me till the end of


    time if I do you tonight, won¡¯t you?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s eyes were as unresponsive as still water. A momentter, she answered, ¡°I


    don¡¯t give a sh*t. I already hate everything about you. This? All this will add is my already


    ceaseless disgust toward you.¡±


    ¡®Just as I thought¡­¡¯


    A sense of self-deprecation shadowed his eyes. He pulled away and left.


    Deirdre felt his weight disappearing from her. While she breathed a sigh of relief, she


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    could not help but also be shocked. She had really thought she was not getting out of


    this tonight-she had known Brendan¡¯s character from inside and out. He never gave up


    on anything he set his sight on, and he certainly would not let pesky things like morality


    get in his way. Using other people as a means to fulfill his desire was just another


    Tuesday to him.


    To him, she was not even human. She was just an object.


    And yet, this time, he acquiesced?


    ¡°What the h*ll are you doing up there?¡± Brendan suddenly barked. ¡°Get a shower.¡±


    Deirdre raised her head and locked her gaze on him.


    Brendan could see wariness in those eyes and felt the corner of his lips sink. ¡°Please.


    That was just a whim. I¡¯m not interested in you for the rest of the night. So, are you going


    to shower or sleep in your drenched, soggy getup? Doesn¡¯t it feel sticky and weird?¡±


    Deirdre frowned, but she managed to rationalize herself out of her confusion. ¡®He is


    probably acting this way because he lost his libido,¡¯ she told herself.


    Or maybe he still had some good in him after all. Either way, she was not going to be


    moved to tears by a man¡¯s bare minimum, especially not when she was still recovering


    from the despair and helplessness he put her through.


    She found the bathroom as per Brendan¡¯s description, immediately locked the door, and


    listened closely. When it was clear that the man would not do anything, she sighed in


    relief and began scanning everything around her through her hands.


    Her soggy clothes were drawing in her body heat. She dipped her toes in the bathtub as


    soon as it was filled and went inside. The water¡¯s warmth eased her tension, and she


    closed her eyes.


    It had been an absurd day. She was thankful that once today was over, they would never


    see each other again.


    She lost count of time. When she opened her eyes again, the water had cooled.


    Climbing out of the bathtub, she wiped herself clean and put on a bathrobe.


    The room atrge was eerily quiet the whole time. Stepping out, she frowned. ¡°Brendan?


    Your turn.¡±


    Nobody answered her. She stopped walking and listened intently. She could hear the


    man¡¯s faint breathing somewhere from the bed¡¯s direction. Was he asleep?


    She remembered he was soaking wet. If he slept in that state, he would get a fever. She


    would not have cared if he fell ill at all if not for the possibility of him declining to finalize


    their divorce over that.


    She made her way to the bed and called out again, ¡°Get up.¡±


    The man gave no response. His breathing was erratic and sounded a little rushed.


    Frowning, Deirdre tried again, ¡°Brendan?¡±


    She reached out in an attempt to shove him awake. Her fingers grazed his wet clothes,


    and she shuddered.

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    Resent Reject Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 565


    Chapter 565 Don¡¯t Leave Me, Dee


    For a moment, Deirdre even thought she was touching a block of ice. It jolted her into a


    realization of what might have happened. rmed, she tried to shake him awake.


    ¡°Brendan Brighthall, wake up! Now!¡±


    He answered her with a painful whimper. She tried to touch his face.


    It was feverish.


    There was no way he did not have a fever. The man was already halfconscious¡ªif she


    left him like this, the worst could very well happen.


    Deirdre felt as though her mind had nked. It took her effort to wake herself out of her


    panic and feel her way out of the room. She finally felt the door of her neighbor and


    opened it.


    A stranger opened it with marked annoyance.


    ¡°E-Excuse me! I don¡¯t want to bother you, but I am blind and need your help. My friend


    has a nasty fever right now, so can you help me call the front desk so they can send a


    staff member up to our room?¡±


    Few people could decline to help a beautiful woman in need-especially on something as


    urgent as this. The stranger called the front desk without further ado andforted


    Deirdre. ¡°Chill, okay? It¡¯s easy to get a fever in weather like this. Your friend will be


    alright.¡±


    After a crude examination, the staff came and confirmed Brendan was suffering from a


    fever. Unfortunately, there was little they could do given their circumstances.


    ¡°The rain is still pouring out there, miss, and the nearest hospital isn¡¯t near at all. If we


    drive him there right now¡­ It might just worsen his condition. My suggestion? We¡¯ll give


    him some medicine to cool down his fever and turn the AC up. You¡¯ll have to watch over


    him until morning when the rain should stop. We¡¯ll then send your friend to the hospital


    first thing. Sounds good?¡±


    Deirdre could only nod. ¡®Thank you.¡±


    ¡°Just doing my part, miss.¡±


    The front desk sent warm water and medicine soon enough. Deirdre received them, set


    them on the table, hesitated momentarily, and began to undress Brendan. She might be


    too blind to see anything, but she could feel, including his private bits. She could feel


    everything.


    The entire process made her sweat, reminding her in dismay that her shower had been


    for nothing. She was not in the mood to shower again, though, so she sat on the bedside


    and listened to the sound of rain outside.


    It felt like a waking dream-she was back to those times when she was caring for Kyran.


    She snapped out of the illusion and pinched the center of her palm. Since Deirdre knew


    Brendan was still unconscious, she cast her eyes low and muttered to no one in


    particr, ¡°You know, I was seriously musing about leaving you in your fever before I


    decided to seek help. I¡¯m blind, you see. And the weather¡¯s bad. All I need to do is to


    pretend I have no idea this happened and nobody can me me for it. Whether you live


    or die on the next day¡­ it¡¯s got nothing to do with me at all.


    ¡°But I couldn¡¯t do it, Brendan. Not because I hold even a lick of feelings for you¡­ but


    because I can never be as heartless as you are, no matter how hard I try.¡±


    In the end, she rested her head on the edge of the bed and slept. In her sleep, she felt


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    the man stir and was startled awake. ¡°Brendan?¡±


    ¡°Water.¡±


    His voice sounded weak and almost unreal as if he was just muttering in his sleep.


    Deirdre had no reason to doubt his request, though. ¡°Oh, you¡¯re thirsty. Okay. I¡¯ll fetch


    you a ss.¡±


    She rose, her feet turning toward the table. Before she could make her move, Brendan


    suddenly grabbed hold of her wrist tightly. ¡°Don¡¯t go, Dee! Don¡¯t leave me¡­ Don¡¯t leave


    me, please¡­¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s eyes widened. Something shot up from her chest to her throat, burning her


    entrail along the way. The feeling was indescribable.


    He called her Dee. Why? How?


    He always called her Miss McKinnon or McKinnon. If he ever called her Deirdre, it would


    be as a snarl. God knew how much distance the man insisted on putting between them


    or how cold and detached he could be against her. It did not matter if they had been


    married for two years or had known each other for four years.


    He had never called her Dee or used a tone like this! It was impossible!


    But now, here he was, addressing her with this intimate nickname with this lovesick tone.


    His manner was so natural it almost felt as though he had done it a thousand times. It


    threw Deirdre into a loop. It bamboozled her.


    At that moment, Brendan opened his eyes groggily. In his fever-addled mind, he had


    returned to those nights when he was confined to his sickbed. Seeing Deirdre by his side


    confused him further.


    He thought he must be ying Kyran now

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    Resent Reject Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 566


    Chapter 566 Why Did You Call Me That?


    Brendan¡¯s fever had kicked up brain fog. He started wrapping his arms around Deirdre¡¯s


    waist while an easy, mirthful smile surfaced on his face. He was free and no longer had


    to pretend to be a b*stard in a suit.


    ¡°I¡¯m hungry, Deirdre.¡± He cooed between panting. ¡°Can you make me another veggie


    spaghetti, like thest time you made me? It was so good! I miss it now.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s face turned white. What did he mean by ¡®thest time?¡¯ Since when had she


    ever made him something like that? Thest time she did was two years ago! Why would


    Brendan suddenly care about it now?


    And the way he addressed her, the tone he was using, why did it feel so familiar?


    Deirdre felt her entire frame shaking. Her eyes seemed to be trembling in their sockets.


    The figure of a man surfaced in her mind against her deepest wishes¡­


    But that was impossible. That was ludicrous! Absurd!


    She bit her lips to stay calm. No, whatever she was thinking was absurd, oundish, and


    preposterous. And yet, she could not stop her heart from tightening at the thought.


    Staying calm was bing a tall order to Deirdre.


    She grabbed hold of Brendan. ¡°What did you just call me!?¡± she demanded, her voice


    quivering. ¡°What did you just say!?¡±


    The sheer panic in her voice finally shook Brendan out of his delirium. His eyes focused


    slowly until his vision pooled around the young woman and her ashen horror.


    A pang struck his head like a blunt force. He gripped the edge of the nket tightly, and


    his voice returned to its steely default. ¡°Why the h*lI are you here, McKinnon? What the


    h*ll happened to me?¡±


    Deirdre almost wanted tough. ¡°Why the h*lI are you¡ª Did your fever wipe out your


    memory? We were trying to avoid the rain, so we came to stay in this hotel. And then


    you got a fever so serious, you cked out.¡±


    Brendan took a deep breath and felt chills crawling under his skin. Pulling the nket up


    to himself, he asked, ¡°Where are my clothes?¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t you dare change the subject!¡± Deirdre eximed hotly. She had to force herself to


    take several deep breaths just to calm down. ¡°Do you remember what you just said to


    me?¡±


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    Brendan¡¯s cool, stoic features suddenly stiffened. Then, as though his illness had robbed


    him of his memories, he asked, ¡°What did I say?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s eyebrows scrunched into a scowl. ¡®You called me Dee.¡±


    ¡®You must be hearing things.¡±


    ¡°Hearing things?¡± She closed her eyes. ¡°As if it¡¯s easy to confuse Deirdre, a two-syble


    name, with Dee! As if your tone didn¡¯t change into somethingpletely¡­ unlike


    yourself! I¡¯m blind, Brendan, but I¡¯m not deaf!¡±


    She fought the deluge of emotions in her chest and asked again, ¡°Why did you call me


    by that name? Why was your voice like that?¡±


    None of it sounded like something he would say. None of it could.


    Brendan¡¯s answer came after a prolonged moment of silence. Then, a few secondster,


    he answered, ¡°It¡¯s just fever delirium. Nonsense spouted in confusion.¡±


    ¡°Confusion?¡±


    ¡°Confusion,¡± he reaffirmed tly. ¡°I¡¯ve confused my fever dream as reality. I dreamed of


    the past when you married me. So when I saw you here, I slipped up.¡±


    Deirdre was not buying it. ¡®You never called me Dee or talked to me in that way. Not


    even back then.¡±


    ¡®You¡¯re right.¡± Brendan endured the difort of his fever and raised his head slowly.


    ¡°So, do you need me to spell it out for you?¡±


    ¡°What¡¯s that supposed to mean?¡±


    ¡°I feel guilty. Or maybe it¡¯s more urate to say I feel my conscience burning a hole


    through my soul.¡± He snickered. ¡°So, when I was in the past in that dream, I felt


    then, so I did just that. But my fever made me mess up both reality and dream, so I


    called you that when I saw you in the real world.¡±

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    Resent Reject Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 567


    Chapter 567 Of Course, I Thought Too Highly of Myself


    The nonchnce crushed the emotional storm he himself had created in Deirdre. Balling


    her hands into fists, she willed herself to suppress the urge not to deck her hand across


    Brendan¡¯s face.


    ¡°Your conscience? After all the sins you¡¯vemitted? After all the lives you¡¯ve ruined?


    And all you get is your wimpy conscience burning a hole in your non-existent soul!? Your


    conscience is worthless!¡±


    There was something unreadable and nebulous in Brendan¡¯s ck eyes, but he


    managed to maintain his caustic tongue. ¡°All that is in the past, McKinnon, so can you


    stop yapping about it? What do you want me to do? Scrap my knees begging you for


    forgiveness? Grow up.¡±


    ¡°Grow¡­ up?¡± Deirdre could almost see ck spots dancing in front of her eyes. She


    could not stop herself from sneering. ¡°I guess you¡¯re right. I need to grow up and stop


    being so naive. How could I possibly demand the great and mighty Mr. Brighthall to beg


    for my forgiveness? How could Imit the sin of making his conscience p him on


    his wrist!? Oh God, of course! I thought too highly of myself!¡±


    Brendan turned his head sideways. He could not seem toe up with even more


    acerbic things to one-up her. Maybe, his fever had gotten severe enough that it was


    impeding his thoughts.


    Deirdre managed to pull herself out of her rage to ask, ¡°And what about the spaghetti


    you wanted me to make? Did you dream of it?¡±


    ¡°Yes.¡± Something twinkled in his eyes.


    Deirdre let the conversation die. Only after a coughing fit seized Brendan, she was


    reminded of his medicine. She moved her stiffened body and took it from the table.


    Passing it to him, she instructed, ¡°Eat it.¡±


    Before Brendan could enjoy his shock, she added, ¡°Eat it and rest early. I want you to


    gain enough strength to proceed with our divorce.¡±


    Anyst ounce of hope he had died in his eyes.


    He should have known this was what awaited him. His head made his thoughts feel like


    a boiling pot of glue swirling inside his skull. Something was choking him from his throat,


    making simple conversation way too difficult.


    He swallowed the pills,y down, and sat up again. ¡°Where are you sleeping?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯ll sit,¡± Deirdre replied tly.


    ¡°Until morning?¡±


    She ignored him.


    Brendan grabbed an unused bathrobe, put it on, and climbed out of bed.


    Hearing hismotion, Deirdre frowned. ¡°What are you doing?¡±


    ¡°You get into the bed. I¡¯ll take the couch.¡±


    He started toward his destination exactly as he said he would.


    Deirdre paused for a minute. Then, she recovered from what she believed was another


    one of Brendan¡¯s borate games and sneered. ¡°Get back here on the bed. I¡¯m not the


    kind of *sshole who¡¯d kick a patient out of his bed for herself.¡±


    Brendan closed his eyes, weary. ¡°Just sleep already.¡±


    Hey on the couch. It was a considerably more limited space to be in, but he managed


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    to fall asleep. It was only after hearing his slow, rhythmic breathing that Deirdre realized


    the man was being sincere. There was no trick, no twist. It was not him putting on a


    show.


    He really wanted to let her have the bed.


    Deirdre was stunned. It took her a while to snap out of her shock.


    She pulled the nket away from the bed and covered him with it, leaving only the


    second, thinneryer on herself. Shey on the bed and watched the night pass. She


    could not tell when she finally fell asleep-all she knew was that someone¡¯s phone had


    woken her up.


    By the time she opened her eyes against a migraine, the phone was still ringing in her


    ear. She began to reach out with her hand, trying to feel for the offending object, until


    she found a phone that had identally slipped into the crack between the wall and the


    headboard. It belonged to Brendan.


    She debated with herself. Should she answer it?


    The ringing stopped before she could make a choice. Then, for the fourth time, it started


    again.


    Deirdre had no choice but to retrace her memory of a smartphone¡¯s interface and slide in


    the right direction to answer it. When she began to hear noiseing out of the speaker,


    she ced the phone close to her ear.


    She did not even have time to speak when she heard an anxious voice calling out,


    ¡°Bren!¡±


    The voice sent a sudden chill down Deirdre¡¯s spine.

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    It was as if Deirdre had been submerged in freezing water.


    Not getting any response, the voice continued. ¡°Bren? Are you there?¡±


    Still as gentle and chummy as ever. The only thing that changed about his tone was a


    slight hint of confusion caused by Deirdre¡¯s prolonged silence.


    She felt as though her chest had exploded. Her eyes were red.


    It was Den. It was Den¡¯s voice!


    She thought she had mistaken his voice for another, but the second time he spoke


    dispelled any of her uncertainty. Her brain nked, and in a fit of anxiety, she


    identally slid the screen and caused the call to end.


    The heater was working in full force, yet she felt her body ravaged by jolts of chill. Her


    teeth were chattering. Crouching low, she felt a nest of hos being unleashed inside


    her skull, buzzing.


    What was going on!?


    Hadn¡¯t Den said he was no longer talking to Brendan? Had he not imed that they


    were now even less familiar with one another than strangers?


    Then what was with that call? What was with that¡­ tone? That address?


    Had it not been for Brendan¡¯s fever, Deirdre would have never been able to ept his


    call and realized she had been yed for a fool this whole time!


    But that only brought out more questions. Why would Den lie to her? Why would he


    do that? Why would he im not to be friends with Brendan only to contact him as


    friends behind her back?


    As confusion and panic seized her, the phone rang again. Deirdre was so startled her


    grip loosened, and the phone fell onto the floor, still ringing. She took a deep breath,


    calming herself the best she could, and answered it.


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    Den sounded downright perplexed. ¡®Why did you hang up, man? You still hold a


    grudge against me?¡±


    A grudge?


    She bit her lips and answered, ¡°Mr. King, it¡¯s me.¡±


    Den was startled. ¡°Miss McKinnon!?¡±


    His surprise was impossible to disguise, but he managed to calm down from it. ¡°But this


    is Brighthall¡¯s phone! Why are you the one answering?¡±


    Deirdre closed her eyes and opened them again. ¡°It¡¯s¡­plicated. I¡¯ll exin it to you,


    but I need you toe clean before that. Why are you calling Brendan today, and why


    do you sound so friendly with him?¡±


    She could not possibly calm down. Charlene had revealed that Brendan and Den not


    only knew each other, but they were also very close, which was just the kind of


    knowledge that would fuel her paranoia.


    Charlene¡¯s information was a directly contrasting ount to the one Den had


    provided, after all. Itpletely flipped what Deirdre knew in its head.


    ¡°If the two of you¡­ If the two of you have been this close this whole time, then why did


    you lie? What¡¯s your ulterior motive!?¡±


    ¡°Miss McKinnon, hey,¡± Den replied reassuringly, trying to mollify her. ¡± Calm down a


    little. I¡¯ll answer your questions because I get why you¡¯re worried, but please don¡¯t take


    this the wrong way. It¡¯s not what you think it is.¡±


    Deirdre gulped, swallowing the vortex of emotions Den¡¯s call had summoned. ¡°Oh


    yeah? Then what is it?¡±


    ¡°I know what you think. You probably think we are friends because I made a call like this


    to him, and so I must have lied to you about the nature of our friendship. But I didn¡¯t. Our


    friendship ended a long time ago. It¡¯s gone up in smoke.¡±


    Deirdre shook her head hard. ¡°No, no! I can¡¯t believe you think you can just fool me


    again! Mr. King, I respect you because you¡¯re a good man. I¡¯ve always liked you for that,


    but you can¡¯t just abuse that trust and respect. You can¡¯t just y me like a fool!¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m not doing that at all.¡± Den chuckled tiredly. ¡°Look, this is a reallyplicated


    issue, but if I have to summarize it, then it¡¯s this: I¡¯m in a bind.¡±


    She froze.


    ¡°This is the kind of thing only Brendan can help me with. I know we¡¯re like strangers to


    each other now, but I¡¯m trying a gambit¡­ for my sake.¡±

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    ¡°I know I called him Bren, but it was just a ploy to ingratiate myself with him. It happens


    when you really need someone¡¯s help. You can¡¯t sound like a belligerent *ss.


    ¡°You remember what I said just now, right? I asked him if he still holds a grudge against


    me. That¡¯s really the crux of our disagreement. I hated his guts, so I left. I didn¡¯t try to


    exin myself or resolve any conflict between us, which caused him to resent me even


    more. I even thought he hung up on me because he refused to help me.¡±


    Deirdre was nailed to her spot. She did remember the words Den had used. If she


    was right about Brendan and Den¡¯s rtionship, then thetter would not have said


    something like, ¡°are you still holding a grudge¡±, would he?


    Her expression rxed. Pressing her lips tight, she asked, ¡°So¡­ you¡¯re in a bind, huh?¡±


    ¡°Yeah.¡±


    ¡°Is it¡­ serious?¡± asked Deirdre, concerned. Anything that could make Den ask


    Brendan for help must be some grim affair.


    He was silent for a moment before finally answering, ¡°A day after I returned to Eastgene,


    my sister-inw talked to me in private. She told me something bad will happen to me


    during the uing party. I was about to ask for details when my brother appeared, so I


    have no idea what will happen.¡±


    ¡°I see.¡± Deirdre furrowed her eyebrows. She understood why Den stopped himself


    from asking for more. The man shared a veryplicated rtionship with his sister-iw, so both of


    them had a vested interest in avoiding any suspicion or rumor as much as


    possible.


    ¡°But if she finds it important to warn me, then whatever¡¯s gonna happen at that party has


    to be big. I need someone who can help me when I¡¯m in a bind, the sort of person my


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    brother would rather not offend. The only person who fits the bill is Brendan Brighthall.¡±


    ¡°What about Kyran?¡± Deirdre could not help but ask, ¡°Can¡¯t he help?¡±


    Den chuckled softly. ¡°Him being abroad at the moment is certainly a limitation, but


    even if he could make it in time for the party, he can¡¯t rear his head.¡±


    ¡®Why not?¡±


    ¡°Because my brother will notice and instantly know that I¡¯m plotting something. It¡¯s no


    different from tipping him off to stay alert.¡±


    Deirdre sank into silence. The Kings had an even bigger knot than she had previously


    envisioned.


    ¡°God, I feel like an idiot for misunderstanding you.¡±


    Denughed dryly. ¡°Nah. I would have done the same if I were you, too, so I¡¯m not


    offended. Honestly, I¡¯m more interested to know why you¡¯re the one answering


    Brendan¡¯s phone. It¡¯s morning now, right?¡±


    His sudden pivot to another subject made Deirdre grimace. ¡°I¡­ I¡¯m not legally divorced


    yet, so yesterday, we met up to discuss it. Then a massive downpour happened, and we


    had no choice but to rest up in a hotel for the time being.¡±


    ¡°Huh?¡± He let out a chuckle, but he sounded weary. ¡°You don¡¯t have to worry, Miss


    McKinnon. I believe in your character. It¡¯s a good thing you¡¯re nearby. You can pass him


    a message and tell him I called after he¡¯s awake.


    ¡®That¡¯s all, really. I¡¯m heading for a rest.¡±


    ¡°Okay.¡±


    The call ended.


    Deirdre could not help but think about how the birthday party in Eastgene had cost


    Den an entire night of sleep. ¡®The troubles that havetched onto him sound so


    grave¡­ What if Brendan still refuses to help?¡¯


    She set the phone down. Suddenly, someone knocked on the door. Deirdre made her


    way to it, but instead of opening it immediately, she asked,¡±


    Who¡¯s this?¡±


    ¡°Good morning, ma¡¯am. I¡¯m fromst night. I was just wondering whether your friend¡¯s


    fever has gotten better. Does he still need an ambnce?¡±


    Deirdre recognized her voice. ¡°Give me a moment!¡±


    She felt her way to the couch and ced her hand on Brendan¡¯s forehead.


    It was still hot to the touch, butpared to what it wasst night, it was clear he was


    getting much better.

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    ¡°I don¡¯t think so,¡± replied Deirdre. ¡°We¡¯ll get to the hospital on our own once he¡¯s awake.¡±


    ¡°Sure thing.¡±


    Before she left, Deirdre collected all of their wet clothes and asked the staff to machinedry them. When


    it was done, she changed into it in the bathroom.


    She came out just in time to hear a softmotion from the couch. The man had woken


    up with a coughing fit.


    ¡°There¡¯s medicine on the table and warm water. Your dry clothes are on the bed,¡± she


    said.


    Brendan gave himself a moment to reorient himself before he was finally wide awake.


    ¡®Thanks.¡±


    He changed into his clothes and took some pills. Despite how bitter they were, he


    swallowed them without a crease on his forehead. ¡°You¡¯reing with me to Neve


    today.¡±


    Deirdre raised her head and stared into his eyes. ¡®Why?¡±


    Brendan took a sip of water and met her gaze calmly. ¡°You want your divorce, don¡¯t you?


    I need to get the documents from home. There¡¯s no way I¡¯m always bringing my


    marriage license and stuff with me.¡±


    She was a little surprised. The first thing this man thought of was to arrange fortheir


    divorce. Nodding, she replied, ¡°Okay. I¡¯ll return with you.¡±


    He grabbed his car keys. ¡°Good. Let¡¯s go now.¡±


    ¡°No, wait.¡± A thought sprung into her mind. ¡°Den King! He called you while you were


    still out. Said he has something important he needs to discuss with you.¡±


    The mere mention of Den¡¯s call summoned a veil of rm over Brendan¡¯s mien. He


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    scanned her face carefully, but he spotted no sign of suspicion or any emotions that


    could spell trouble. He feigned annoyance and snarled, ¡°What does he want?¡±


    His impatience made Deirdre clench her fists. ¡°I don¡¯t know. I didn¡¯t ask for details. But I


    know it was something urgent, so you should call him back.¡±


    Brendan shot her onest nce, took his phone, and called Den. He stepped out of


    the roompletely.


    Den answered him soon enough, but his voice could not disguise his grogginess or


    fatigue. ¡°Hello?¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s me.¡±


    Brendan¡¯s voice mollified Den¡¯s tension. Now fully up, he pulled his nket cover


    away from him and got out of his bed. As he perused the garden outside his window


    below, he asked, ¡®What¡¯s going on? Why are you seeing Miss McKinnon as Brendan


    Brighthall?¡±


    Brendan pressed his lips together. ¡°It¡¯s¡­plicated.¡±


    Den found his answer hrious. ¡°Aren¡¯t you two a fated match! You two even have the


    same kind of answer.¡±


    ¡°That¡¯s not the point! She answered your call. Did she realize something was amiss?¡±


    ¡®What do you think, genius? Of course she noticed! She even began interrogating me!


    Good thing I noticed something fishy was going on from the first call alone, so I managed


    to set something up for another lie.


    Things would have gone out of hand if I didn¡¯t.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m sorry.¡± Brendan held his heavy forehead and gave a deep sigh. ¡®Thanks for lying for


    me.¡±


    ¡°Lying isn¡¯t the hard part, Bren,¡± Den said wearily. ¡°What I don¡¯t understand is why you


    are seeing her as Brendan after deciding to start all over again. Do you know how risky


    this whole thing is? Nobody can act as two different men at the same time! Does it ever


    ur to you that something grave might happen?¡±


    ¡°I¡­¡± Brendanughed self-deprecatingly. ¡°Sure. Laugh at me. Call me stupid. But I¡­ I


    want to use this onest chance to stay with Dee as Brendan. Onest time.¡±


    Den sank into silence. Then, finally, he sighed. ¡°You haven¡¯t let go yet.¡±


    Brendan knew what he meant. His eyes became ssy for a moment until he snapped


    back to his senses. ¡°But I also know, without a doubt, that she¡¯s never gonna forgive me.


    She can never forgive a haughty, cold- hearted man.¡±

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    That was the end of this topic. Brendan asked, "What happened at Eastgene? Deirdre told me that you


    have something to ask me."


    Den told everything that had happened at Eastgene. In the end, he pleaded, ¡°You''ll have to help me.


    That mother and daughter have always regarded me as a thorn in their flesh. They are afraid that I''ll


    inherit the King family''s inheritance, and they will definitely do something about it. Brendan, I can''t lose


    that inheritance.¡±


    Den would always speak calmly, tactfully, and professionally, but at that moment, histone was icy,


    proving his determination.


    "Don''t worry; I''ll definitely help you."


    When he heard Brendan¡¯s promise, Den was relieved. ¡°I''ll get a little bit more sleep. I haven''t got


    enough rest after chatting the whole day."


    "Sure."


    Upon ending the call, Brendan didn''t look as rxed as his tone was.


    He was prepared to divorce Deirdre, but if he were to divorce Deirdre now, it would be a waste of time


    for Den.


    After some thought, he turned around and pushed open the door.


    Deirdre was sitting on the bed while staring nkly. The moment she heard the sound of the door


    opening, she immediately rose to her feet and clenched her hands tightly. "Are you done talking on the


    phone?"


    Brendan saw how nervous Deirdre was. He nodded, "Yes."


    "How was it?" While suppressing her uneasiness, Deirdre asked, ¡°Are you willing to help him?"


    ¡°I''m not free." Brendan shifted his gaze away from Deirdre after staring at her for a while. "Let''s not talk


    about the difficulty of this matter. I still want to divorce you. Divorcing you will dy Den''s case for at


    least two days, and it is not worth it. Or...


    "Are you willing to sacrifice the chance to divorce me for the sake of Den?¡± Brendan sneered.


    The question stupefied Deirdre. It was indeed difficult to get Brendan''s agreement to divorce. Brendan


    was fickle and might regret itter. Hence, she had to grab the opportunity.


    However, Den''s matter was urgent.


    It must be very important for Den to plead for Brendan''s help. Deirdre hesitated.


    "That day when I saw Den was protecting you away, I thought both of you had a good rtionship.


    In the end, it turns out that the rtionship between you two is so fragile.¡± Brendan sneered.


    Deirdre took a deep breath.


    "I can.¡±


    Brendan looked at her as Deirdre added, "The divorce can be postponed, but you''ll have to help


    Den."


    Brendan couldn''t help but ask, "Even if I wouldn''t agree to divorce youter? Deirdre, do I have to


    remind you again that I¡¯m not always so kind. Even though I don¡¯t care about this marriage, I don''t


    really like you escaping from me."


    Deirdre¡¯s mind was in a mess, and her face turned pale. Brendan''s reminder and Den¡¯s matter were


    like a knife to her neck. She tried her best to calm herself and replied, "It''s alright. Since there¡¯s an


    opportunity to divorce today, there''ll be another in the near future."


    "You''re big-hearted indeed." Brendan smirked coldly. "But it''s not that easy to help Den. I have a


    request."


    "What''s it?"


    "Come with me.¡±


    "What?" Deirdre''s heart skipped a beat. "Why?''


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    "There''s no reason. If you don''t agree, we''ll void the agreement."


    Although Brendan said there wasn''t any reason, he had to take Deirdre with him.


    The reason was simple.


    With Den and him in Eastgene, it would be dangerous for Deirdre to be alone. Charlene was not the


    person who was easy to deal with and definitely would not let go of Deirdre just like this. If there was


    another abduction incident, he knew he would regret it for the rest of his life.

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    Deirdre¡¯s chest was heaving. She had to take a few deep breaths to calm herself down. Her fingertips


    were still trembling, but as she recalled the exhaustion and helplessness in Den''s voice, she could


    only nod her head.


    She believed that Kyran would do the same to help Den.


    "Okay, nowe with me to get two flight tickets to Eastgene."


    When Brendan turned to open the door, Deirdre stopped him. "Hold on.¡±


    Clenching her fists, she said, "I¡¯ve got a condition too.¡±


    Under Brendan''s cold gaze, she continued. ¡®The condition is the same as the requirement for the date.¡±


    "Not to touch you?¡±


    Deirdre didn''t expect Brendan could be so direct, and her face turned white.


    Following that, she heard Brendan sneering. "We went up to that point yesterday, yet I didn''t even


    touch you. What''s more, in the future. You can rest assured you are not attractive to me at all.¡±


    Deirdre blushed and lowered her eyes as she said, "I hope that you''ll do as you promise.¡±


    Deirdre didn''t hear anything from Brendan for a few seconds before she felt him approach her and grab


    her wrist.


    "Let''s go."


    Brendan brought Deirdre out into the car to catch the earliest flight they could catch.


    Before boarding the ne, when Brendan went to purchase medicine from a pharmacy, Deirdre


    realized something. ¡®Your health..."


    "Don''t worry. I won''t die yet. I don''t need your hypocritical concern."


    It sounded like aint, as if Deirdre¡¯s inquiry was igniting his inner emotions.


    Deirdre frowned, but she didn''t rebut. She only felt that his temper was inexplicable.


    After boarding the ne, Brenday down and fell asleep. While sleeping, he kept coughing so


    frequently and intensely that Deirdre called for a cup of hot water.


    "Brendan, drink it before you sleep so that your throat will be better.¡±


    Brendan opened his eyes with a headache for a while and closed them before saying coldly, "I don''t


    feel well. What does it have to do with you?"


    Deirdre was taken aback for a moment. She was only subconsciously showing her care, but it turned


    out that she was meddlesome?


    ¡®Yes, it''s not my business. Please continue sleeping," said Deirdre wryly.


    Nevertheless, Brendan sat up, took that cup of water, and drank half beforeying back again.


    Deirdre wanted to choke him. "Didn''t you say that it has nothing to do with me?¡±


    "It has nothing to do with you, indeed, but I didn''t say that I don''t want to drink water."


    Deirdre was rendered speechless. She ignored him and turned her head to another side.


    Suddenly, she heard him whispering, "Since the beginning, you only care about Den and the


    divorce. Did you ask whether I felt bad when I woke up? Deirdre, even though I¡¯m just a limping street


    dog, you should look back, shouldn¡¯t you? You always put me first in the past, and you were not like


    this before.¡±


    Maybe people were prone to changeable emotions when they were sick. Even Brendan, who had


    never expressed his emotions, couldn''t help but feel wronged when heined.


    Deidre was startled. When she recovered to her senses, she subconsciously pulled the nket on her


    lap as if she hadn''t heard him.


    Indeed she wasn''t like this before.


    Whenever Brendan caught a cold and got a fever, she would see it as a serious sickness. She would


    check his body temperature three times per hour and serve him the best she could.


    When he lost his appetite, she would try to cook porridge differently with different ingredients so that he


    would eat a little bit more. She was very meticulous in fulfilling his needs.


    However, what did she get in return at the end of the day?


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    But now, she no longer was that petty and low Deirdre who couldn''t survive without Brendan.She now


    had Kyran and a new home.


    And the past should be left behind.


    When Brendan gradually fell asleep, Deidre still didn¡¯t feel sleepy. sping her phone, she got up and


    found a convenient ce to make a call.


    Carefully, she dialed Kyran¡¯s phone number and put the phone near her ear. But nobody picked up the


    call.She called twice before putting it back into her pocket with surprise.


    Kyran barely did this. Usually, he would answer her call almost immediately. Hence, he gave Deirdre


    the wrong feeling that he would be there for her whenever she needed him.


    When she thought further, Kyran might have already gone to rest since it was now midnight in Germia.


    Following the same path, Deirdre returned to her seat and saw a blurred figure standing there. When


    she was nearer, the flight attendant greeted her. ¡°Hello, miss. Someone might be looking for him


    because his phone had been ringing.¡±


    ¡°Really?¡± Deirdre was startled.


    She was surprised that someone called Brendan while she was calling Kyran.


    Soon, she stopped dwelling on it.


    "Thank you. I''ll let him know when he wakes up."


    "You''re wee.¡±


    The flight attendant left, and Deirdre was in a daze while sitting.


    When the airne seemed to bending, Brendan woke up. "What''s the time now?"


    Deirdre had heard the time report about 10 minutes ago, so she answered,¡± It¡¯s about eleven o''clock."


    ¡°Thanks,¡± replied Brendan in a husky voice. Following that, he requested a ss of warm water.


    "Someone called you a few hours ago,¡± said Deirdre.


    Brendan took out the phone, and his eyes turned gloomy when he saw the notifications.


    "Is it from Mr. King?¡± asked Deirdre casually.


    "No," replied Brendan instantaneously. Then, he put away the phone and said, "Just an insignificant


    person."


    It seemed the person was insignificant because Brendan didn''t call back at all.


    After the nended, they got off the ne in an orderly manner. Brendan took a nce at the watch


    and said, ¡®There''s dinner tonight. Let¡¯s go to the hotel first.¡±


    ¡°Okay.¡±


    The two boarded a car to a hotel and stayed in the presidential suite.


    Deirdre sat on the sofa alone with the phone grabbed in her hand all the time.


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    Although she knew Kyran was still resting, she was worried she couldn¡¯t answer the call instantly when


    he called back.


    When Brendan ended the call with Den and saw her focusing on the phone, he frowned as he


    demanded, ¡°Put down your phone."


    Deirdre paused and said, ¡°The presence of my phone doesn''t seem to be affecting you, does it?¡±


    "Yes, it won''t affect me. But regardless of how much you focus on your phone, he won''t call you.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s heart skipped a beat upon hearing that. She abruptly raised her head and asked, "How do


    you know that I''m waiting for his call?"


    Had she mentioned anything about him before?


    Brendan sneered. "It¡¯s easy to guess. Who else would make you so focused other than his call?


    Moreover, whatever thought you have is clearly written on your face."


    Deirdre felt awkward and put the phone back into her pocket.


    Not longter, there was a knock on the door.


    Deirdre was the closest to the door, so she subconsciously rose to her feet to open it. She seemed to


    have seen a group of people gathered at the door. Because she couldn''t see clearly, she squinted


    subconsciously.


    Fortunately, the leader spoke first. "Are you Ms. McKinnon? Hello, I''m Fionn Fox, Mr. King''s assistant."


    When Den''s name was mentioned, Deirdre rxed and gave way.However, at least five people


    came in, and they seemed to bring a lot of things.

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    Chapter 574


    Chapter 574 What on Earth Was He Thinking


    ¡®These are..."


    "Oh!" Fionn exined with a smile, ¡°I''m sorry that I forgot to introduce them. They are stylists, and they


    are here to do styling for you.¡±


    Deirdre was startled and asked in confusion, ¡°For me?"


    Before Fionn could answer, Brendan came out of the bathroom while wiping his hands and said, "I


    forgot to tell you in advance that you will be my partner at the Kings¡¯ party."


    "What!?" Deirdre was in disbelief.


    Brendan looked at her. "Yes, is there a problem?¡±


    It was not just a problem, but a big one.


    Deirdre turned pale and said, "I can''t see.¡±


    "I know." While Brendan paced forward to check through the dress, he smirked. "I am well aware, even


    without you reminding me."


    Clenching her fist, Deirdre asked, "I''ll definitely bring you only trouble at the party. Why do you still ask


    me to be your partner?¡±


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    She didn''t understand. Even when she was asking, her mind was nk.


    The Kings¡¯ party was not a simple dinner but a social gathering of the upper ss. It was a party


    whereby no one without status could join regardless, and those with status were akin to celebrities, just


    like Brendan.


    Many of his actions would be magnified in the eyes of others, and even his partner would be stared at.


    As a blind person, she not only needed to be taken care of but she would also be despised. Hence, she


    would definitely be criticized for attending the party.


    ¡®How could B-Brendan... W-What on earth is he thinking?¡¯


    "Didn''t you ask me whether I dare to take you out in public before?" Brendan said casually, "Let me tell


    you the answer now, taking you out is not as difficult as you think. I can take you out anywhere,


    anytime."


    Deirdre was startled.


    She had no idea why she felt so numb that she fell into a daze as if she was shocked by the answer.


    But very quickly, she heard Brendan smirking. "Of course, the main reason is that it''s difficult to look for


    a more suitable partner at this moment.


    Moreover, I can only have an excuse if I take my family with me, and my presence won''t draw Gillian''s


    attention inexplicably."


    Cillian was Den''s elder brother. It turned out that Brendan wanted to conceal himself better.


    Deirdre pressed her nails into her palms to gradually calm herself down.


    She was overthinking. She thought there was someone other than Kyran, willing to appear in public


    with her as a couple and didn''t care about gossip.


    Lowering her eyes, she said, "Provided you won''t regret that I''ll bring you trouble.¡±


    Theers of Brendan''s lips twitched, but he did not answer. Instead, he turned to Fionn, ¡°Let¡¯s do it.


    It''s gettingte."


    "Sure!" Fionn nodded. He took a nce at the two, who were in an awkward mood, and got the team to


    work faster.


    They had selected a ck suit for Brendan. After Brendan wore it, they set up his hair before devoting


    themselves to Deirdre''s attire.


    While they got a sleeveless sheath evening gown for Deirdre, Brendan, who had been observing from


    behind, suddenly spoke.


    ¡®This dress is not good."


    Not good?


    The stylist almost choked. The evening gown was custom-made by a famous fashion designer. It had


    taken them a few months toplete it and cost tens of millions. How could it be bad to


    Brendan?


    Nevertheless, she didn''t dare to rebut. She could only ask Brendan, "Which dress do you think is


    suitable?"


    Brendan truly went forward to rummage and finally found a sheath evening gown with a waistcoat. "Let


    her wear this."

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    Chapter 575


    Chapter 575 Nervous?


    This dress could be said to have wrapped Deirdre''s entire body.


    The stylist wanted to say that making Deirdre look good at the party would not be easy, and her good


    figure couldn''t be seen.


    However, she could only let Deirdre try it because Brendan insisted.


    It turned out that Deirdre looked perfect in the dress.


    Deirdre¡¯s exquisite figure was tightly wrapped in ck cloth, making her appear hot and charming. She


    looked outstandingly attractive with her fair skin, beautiful and morous facial features, fiery red lips,


    and faintly visible long legs at the split end were even more eye-catching.


    The stylist thought Brendan was a busybody, but when she saw the result, she couldn''t help but


    compliment the choice. "Mr. Brighthall, your fashion sense is so great. Though the pattern of the sheath


    evening gown is simple, the effect of Ms. McKinnon wearing it is a lot better!"


    However, Brendan was frowning heavily.


    The stylist hesitated for a moment and asked, "Mr. Brighthall, are you having any other issues? If it¡¯s


    about her styling, don¡¯t worry. We will immediately put her hair up-"


    "No." Brendan pointed at the split end of Deirdre¡¯s dress and demanded,¡± This part, sew it to her lower


    legs.¡±


    ¡®To her lower legs?" The stylist was baffled. "Are you sure?"


    Sewing the split down to the lower leg would make it difficult for Deirdre to walk.


    When the stylist was thinking hard, wondering how she could exin it to Brendan, Deirdre, who had


    remained silent, suddenly spoke. "Brendan, sewing it all the way down will make it difficult for me to


    walk."


    It was only then that Brendan came to his senses. He frowned and made the biggest concession.


    ¡°Then sew it to the knee."


    The stylist was left with no choice but to agree.


    While sewing, the stylist sighed that Brendan, a well-known man in Neve, would rather reduce the


    morous effect of the cheongsam by half than let others look at his partner¡¯s figure.


    Other men would wish their partner would overwhelm the crowd so that he would feel proud of himself.


    On the other hand, Brendan seemed to really like Deirdre.


    After Deirdre''s styling ended, it was already 6:00 p.m.


    They finally departed for the party by car. Upon arriving, many reporters were waiting at the entrance.


    Brendan smirked when he saw the atmosphere was no less than that of a celebrity walking the red


    carpet.


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    Deirdre turned to him and asked, ¡®What''s wrong?"


    Brendan didn''t answer her question, but he said, ¡®There are many reporters out there. As my partner,


    I''m sure many reporters will film you. Nervous?"


    Listening to Brendan''s tone, Deirdre knew how big the asion was.


    It would be a lie to say she wasn''t nervous. It had been too long since she had experienced such a


    scene, and she unconsciously tightened her fists.


    Brendan''s eyes were still, and his voice softened. ¡®If you are nervous, I will let the car take you to the


    parking lot. You can thene in through the safe passage so that no one will take pictures of you.¡±


    Deirdre swallowed. "Will our pictures be posted online?"


    "No. We aren''t today''s protagonists. Moreover, they know my personality, so they won''t post any.¡±


    Brendan paused and jeered.


    "So, he won''t see it. No worries."


    Deirdre couldn''t help but blush because Brendan had seen through her thoughts.


    Even so, she didn''t appear to be very awkward. She nodded and said, ¡°In that case, let''s not do


    something so troublesome. Let''s just go in directly."


    "Okay."


    The car stopped, and Brendan said, "Hold my hand."


    Following that, he extended his hand to hold her hand and put it in the crook of his arm. The next


    second, the car door opened. Deirdre sensed numerous shes and heard numerous gasps.

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    Chapter 576


    Chapter 576 You Are Indeed Very Beautiful


    While taking pictures, the reporters couldn''t help but ask, ¡°Who''s that woman beside Mr. Brighthall?


    Why have I never seen her before?¡± "Is she Charli McKinsey?"


    "I''ve seen her before, but she isn''t that beautiful. She doesn''t have such a good temperament either. It


    can''t be her.¡±


    "She is his new love, right? But this time, her appearance is amazing, a lot more gorgeous when


    compared to celebrities. No wonder she caught Mr. Brighthall''s attention. He¡¯s notoriously picky, after


    all."


    Under the discussion of the crowd, they quickly walked into the venue.


    Deirdre¡¯s heart was pounding so fast that even her fingertips were hot.


    In the past two years, she had lost confidence in her appearance after listening to disgusting and


    sarcastic words about her countless times. Not only did the people despise her as an ugly girl, but even


    children would cry when they saw her.


    It turned out that her own face could also be called stunning.


    "They are right." Brendan suddenly said in a low voice, "You are indeed very beautiful. Therefore, you


    don''t have to lower your head and feel inferior anymore.¡±


    Deirdre was startled and subconsciously turned to Brendan, wondering whether he acknowledged her.


    Before she could recover her senses, she heard footstepsing toward them. Cillian hurriedly paced


    toward them and greeted them in a very happy tone. "Mr. Brighthall, I thought you rejected my invitation


    when I handed it out two days ago. I''m really d that you showed up today. But why didn''t you tell me


    earlier so that I could go out to meet you.¡±


    Deirdre smiled so faintly that it was almost invisible. "I didn''t n toe. Because she has not been


    in good health recently, I wanted to apany her to rx. She said she wanted toe to Eastgene


    to join in the fun, so I just came with her."


    "Oh, wee, wee!¡± Cillian turned to the side of Brendan, only to find the gorgeous woman


    beside him. Astonishment shed across Gillian¡¯s eyes as he asked, "How may I address you?"


    "Deirdre McKinnon,¡± answered Deirdre.


    "Oh, Miss McKinnon." Cillian embraced the woman beside him and said," Let me also introduce Laura


    Smith, my wife.¡±


    When Deirdre heard the name, she raised her head subconsciously. But because she couldn''t see


    clearly, she could only roughly see that the woman was very thin.


    Under Gillian''s introduction, the woman looked rather uneasy before finally saying softly, ¡°Mr. Brighthall,


    Miss McKinnon, thank you foring to support us."


    Her soft voice was not much different from Deirdre''s impression. Her voice would make people pity her.


    Cillian was very dissatisfied and reprimanded her, "Do you only know how to say some stupid stuff?


    Why don''t you guide Mr. Brighthall and Miss McKinnon inside?"


    Laura hurriedly invited them inside while Cillian said impatiently, ¡°I¡¯m sorry, Mr. Brighthall. Unlike Miss


    McKinnon, who has good manners, this woman of mine is not really presentable."C0pyright ? 2024 N?v)(elDrama.Org.


    Ms. Smith has a soft and elegant personality, which is different from Deirdre. Moreover, the party is not


    a meeting, so there is nothing wrong with it."


    "Yes, yes, you are right. Let''s get in!¡±


    As Brendan paced forward, Deirdre naturally followed after. At the same time, she knew in her heart


    that Cillian didn¡¯t care about Laura since he would embarrass her before the guests. Since he didn''t


    care about her, why would he specially organize a birthday party for her? It seemed deceitful.


    Upon arriving at the inner hall, there were a lot more people.


    Cillian instructed Laura, "Don''t stay idle. Go check out what''s going on with dad."


    Laura nodded.


    When she was about to leave, Deirdre reached out and handed over the gift. "Ms. Smith, this is the


    jewelry that Brendan and I selected. I don¡¯t know what kind of jewelry you''d like, so the style may be a


    bit tacky. I hope you don¡¯t mind.¡±

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    Chapter 577


    Chapter 577 Why Did She Marry Gillian?


    "Oh, thank you." Laura felt ttered. Her presence at the banquet was so minimal that it was


    neglectable. As such, it was rare for someone to care about her preferences.


    She said with a smile, ¡°Miss McKinnon, with you being so beautiful, your sense should be good too. I''m


    very honored."


    Deirdre returned Laura''spliment with a smile.


    What followed was businessworking. Deirdre minimized her presence by just standing aside,


    smiling, and nodding.


    Cillian seemed to have a strong intention to cooperate with Brendan. He mentioned his intention many


    times, but Brendan indirectly rejected them. Following that, Cillian talked about Den.


    "My younger brother is too ignorant. He''s as naive as a child. He actually broke his rtionship with


    you just because he didn''t agree with you about one thing and kept talking about you behind your


    back."


    As soon as Cillian said that, Brendan showed a trace of disgust and impatience on his face. ¡°We are


    not suitable to be friends, but I don¡¯t bother to argue with him. It would be better without the need to


    have any contact with him."


    "Yes." While Cillian observed Brendan''s reaction, his smile grew broader.¡± But Mr. Brighthall, please


    don''t think that Den and I are the same kind of people. I still sincerely appreciate your personality


    and character."


    Brendan took a sip of his wine. "Mr. King, of course, I am aware of your character and outstanding


    abilities. Otherwise, how could you manage the Kings so well?¡±


    Cillian acted humbly. "No, Mr. Brighthall. In terms of abilities, I''m not even half as good as you are."


    It was at this moment that Laura came over to remind Cillian of the arrival of other guests.


    Cillian hurriedly said, ¡°Mr. Brighthall and Miss McKinnon, please make yourself at home. I''ll have to


    greet other guests now. Let''s talk moreter when I''m free.¡±


    "Sure, thank you."


    After Cillian left, Deirdre stopped smiling and couldn''t help but say, "Cillian doesn''t seem to love Laura


    very much, so why did he marry Laura? Just because he wanted to beparable to Den? He is


    willing to spend his whole life with someone he doesn''t love?"


    Brendan took a sideways nce at Deirdre, sipped half a ss of wine, and replied, "Of course, it''s not


    only because of Den.


    Laura is also the most suitable marriage partner. Not only is she not aggressive and troublesome, but


    she is also submissive, quiet, virtuous, and has a good family background. Marrying her allows Cillian


    to get a lot of help while continuing his unrestrained life.¡±


    ¡°Even if Cillian goes out for women tonight, do you think that with Laura''s personality, she will speak


    up?"


    Deirdre fell silent and bit her lip. "In that case, why would Laura marry Cillian?"


    "Firstly, she''s Gillian¡¯s fiancee, and secondly, she is pregnant."


    ¡®What do you mean?¡±


    Brendan put down his ss and answered, "I''m not sure about the details. After all, how can I, as an


    outsider, know very well about their family''s matters? But when you think about Gillian¡¯s characterProperty ? of N?velDrama.Org.


    alone, you can figure out what Cillian would do. In order to marry Laura, he will naturally do whatever


    he can.¡±


    From Brendan''s exnation, Deirdre was enlightened in an instant. At the same time, she felt


    disappointed.


    To think that Cillian could be so shameful...


    Did Cillian think that Laura was merely a tool?


    Deirdre was somewhat shivering.


    After gazing at Deidre''s face for a while, Brendan said, "You don''t have to pity Laura too much because


    this is also her choice. If she wants to,


    Den will take her away. Since she epts this identity for the sake of her family and her offspring,


    then we, as outsiders, have nothing to say."


    ¡°Indeed.¡± Deirdreughed at herself, "It''s just that I felt helpless when I heard the news. Laura is like


    this even though shees from an affluent family, let alone..."

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    Chapter 578


    Chapter 578 The Daughter of The Woods


    Let alone if someone like her fell into Laura¡¯s position, Deirdre might not survive at all.


    At that moment, she felt fortunate to have Kyran.


    "What do you want to say next?¡± Brendan knew her words had implicit meaning and sneered. ¡°When


    you married me, at least before that incident, I never made you feel wronged for a moment.¡±


    "Yes." Deirdre smiled wryly.


    Brendan had never let her feel wronged in front of outsiders. Not only that, but he always looked like a


    good husband, and even Madame Brighthall loved her very much.


    Everything was good when it came to marrying him, except that Brendan didn''t love her.


    "Is there any snack here? I¡¯m quite hungry." She changed the subject appropriately. Her stomach was


    indeed empty.


    Brendan looked around and led her to a corner. At that moment, someone came up to greet her.


    "Mr. Brighthall, it''s been a long while since west met. I thought that I would be lucky enough to see


    you only in Neve, but I didn''t expect to see you here at the birthday party of Mr. King¡¯s wife."


    Brendan nodded. When he looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, he got a little impression that


    he was from the Woods in Eastgene.


    "I heard that they''ve been preparing a lot for this party. And I received the invitation, so I just came to


    join in the fun.¡±


    Mr. Wood nodded smilingly. Then, he beckoned a woman and introduced her, "This is Joan, my


    youngest daughter. Joan,e and greet Mr. Brighthall.¡±


    Joan stepped forward in embarrassment, nced at Brendan, blushed, and lowered her head. "Mr.


    Brighthall... good to see you.¡±


    ¡®This youngest daughter of mine doesn''t act this way normally. She must have been embarrassed to


    speak up when she saw you. I also heard from Joan that you used to help my daughter when she was


    18 years old, right?"


    "Help?" Brendan frowned slightly. "I don''t know. It was too long ago. And it was just a trivial matter, so


    I''ve already forgotten about it."


    Joan became anxious when she heard Brendan. ¡°It was your birthday when you first became an adult.


    When you went out to smoke, you happened to meet me while I was being bullied. You protected me


    and told me that I had to learn how to say no. Have you really forgotten?¡±


    Deirdre believed that if Brendan was to say that he had forgotten, the woman would immediately cry.


    Brendan only gazed at Joan''s face for a moment and said, "My memory has never been very good.


    Deirdre, do you have any impression?¡±


    When Brendan suddenly turned to her, Deirdre was momentarily stunned before realizing he would use


    her as a shield.


    Although she was unhappy, she could only bite the bullet and answer, ¡°I don¡¯t remember. You never


    mentioned it."


    "Oh," replied Brendan. Following that, he said, "That''s probably not important. If it''s important, I''ll share


    it with Deirdre as soon as possible. Ms. Wood, you don''t have to worry too much about the past. It wasC0pyright ? 2024 N?v)(elDrama.Org.


    just a simple task, and I believe anyone would help you if they saw you being bullied.¡±


    Joan''s eyes reddened in an instant. Then, she turned to look at Deirdre nkly.


    Mr. Wood realized it and asked hesitantly, ¡®Thisdy is...¡±


    "My wife,¡± replied Brendan.


    Before Mr. Wood said anything, Joan became anxious. ¡°Mr. Brighthall, it''s impossible, right? Your w-


    wife, isn''t she in prison? Moreover, she isn''t called Deirdre!"


    The corner of Brendan''s mouth twitched. ¡°That was two years ago. I met my current wifeter, fell for


    her, and we got married not long after that."


    ¡°But! But what about your wedding?" ¡®We''re going to have it soon. By that time, we will definitely invite


    the Woods. Hope that you two wille.¡±

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    Chapter 579


    Chapter 579 Not Worthy to be Brendan''s Wife


    "Are you lying, Mr. Brighthall? I have not heard anyone talking about this woman before. How could she


    be your wife suddenly!?"


    The smile in Brendan''s eyes gradually faded away, and his handsome face became calm as he


    rebutted, "Why would I lie to you?¡±


    "But-"


    "Joan!" Mr. Wood reprimanded Joan before he turned to Brendan and said smilingly, "My daughter can


    get excited easily. It''s a good thing that you''ve got yourself a wife. Please do invite us when you


    organize a wedding."


    Only then did Brendan curl the corner of his lips. "That''s for sure."


    After exchanging a few pleasantries, Mr. Wood took away Joan, whose eyes were reddened. Joan''s


    dissatisfiedint was heard as they were leaving. "She is blind. Why..."


    Deirdre remained very calm upon hearing it. She only tilted her head as she said, "Since you aren''t


    interested in this girl, you can just refuse directly. Why did you use me as an excuse and make me an


    enemy?¡±


    Brendan didn¡¯t care. "Because you''re easy to be utilized."


    Deirdre didn''t bother to argue with him. Instead, she paced toward the table to taste some desserts


    while waiting patiently.


    Unexpectedly, even after they had been greeted by groups of people and the party was about to end,


    Ci llian had yet to take any action.


    Deirdre couldn''t help but ask, ¡°Is it going to end just like this?"


    Cillian didn''t look like a man who would give up easily.


    Brendan scanned through the surroundings, but he didn¡¯t see Cillian around.


    "Perhaps it''s difficult for him to take any action because the main character isn''t here yet.¡±


    As soon as Brendan finished his sentence, he saw Deirdre''s face and suddenly reached out to rub the


    corner of her mouth with his warm fingertips.


    "What are you doing?¡± Deirdre was shocked, yet she didn''t dare to resist.


    After Brendan wiped the crumbs off Deirdre¡¯s mouth, he said sarcastically,¡± What else can I do? You


    kept eating until the crumbs ended up all over your mouth. How can I let others see my partner being


    so impolite when someonees to greet uster?¡±


    Deirdre paused, feeling embarrassed.


    At the same time, she was shocked as a serious clean freak like Brendan would actually clean the


    crumbs off her mouth.


    "Y-You can just tell me. You don''t have to do it yourself."


    Brendan lied without frowning, "Cillian is 50 meters ahead of you. While he¡¯s talking to others, he


    observes us from time to time. Of course I''ve got to y it well.¡±


    ¡®Oh, I see.¡¯


    Deirdre nodded. She seemed to have drunk so much that she felt ufortable in her stomach. Thus,


    she said, "I''ll go to the washroom for a while.¡±


    "Go with you.¡±


    As soon as Brendan was about to lead Deidre to the washroom, she declined.


    "I¡¯m not sure how long it will take. I''ll go alone just in case something happens to Mr. King. No one else


    can help."


    Brendan frowned. "Are you sure?"


    "Yes, I''m sure."


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    Brendan didn''t say anything else, but he gave her directions. "Go along the right corridor to the fifth


    door on your left. This is the women¡¯s washroom."


    Deirdre responded with an "Oka/ and went in the direction Brendan pointed. When she was about to


    enter, she bumped into a person.


    Joan was startled for a moment when she saw Deirdre.


    "Miss McKinnon?"


    Deirdre paused for a while and replied with a smile, "What a coincidence, Ms. Wood."


    Without Brendan around, Joan presumptuously sized up Deirdre. The longer she looked at Deirdre, the


    more jealous she became.


    Joan agreed that Deirdre was beautiful, but she thought Deirdre was useless other than having her


    appearance that pleased men. Therefore, she thought Deirdre was not worthy of being Brendan''s wife!

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    Chapter 580


    Chapter 580 The Man Who Barged In


    "Ms. Deirdre, are you truly Mr. Brighthall''s wife?" said Joan in a tone full of disbelief and contempt.


    Deirdre¡¯s smile froze for a second before she regained her calm expression. "Didn¡¯t you ask this


    question before? I remember that Brendan answered you truthfully.¡±


    Biting her lip, Joan insisted. ¡°I want to hear the truth!¡±


    ¡®The truth?" Deirdre smiled. ¡®The truth is what you already know. I''m indeed Brendan''s wife.¡±


    Deirdre didn''t lie. She was indeed Brendan¡¯s wife, even though they would file a divorce in a few days.


    "How is it possible?¡± Joan snarled, her voice shivering, "A woman like you-


    "What''s wrong with a woman like me?¡± asked Deirdre. The aura she was emitting at this moment was


    surprisingly simr to Brendan¡¯s.


    Joan was taken aback, but because of her intense unwillingness to reconcile, she said impolitely, "You


    have neither a good family background nor any capability. What do you have?"


    Deirdre replied with a faint smile, "Ms. Wood, you''re right. I don¡¯t have a family background as good as


    yours, but I¡¯m very well educated by my mother. I know I shouldn''t belittle others, or be arrogant and


    self-righteous. Perhaps this is why Brendan has decided to be with me."


    In other words, Deirdre was referring to Joan as not a well-educated, arrogant, and self-righteous


    person.


    Joan understood the implicit meaning of Deirdre¡¯s words, and she was enraged.


    Deirdre didn¡¯t bother to continue arguing with Joan. She went into the washroom along the wall instead.


    As Joan watched Deirdre enter the washroom, she was so furious that her eyes reddened. From the


    corner of her eyes, she saw a middle-aged man staggering toward the washroom. She suddenly


    thought of something and greeted the man.


    The moment Deirdre got out of the toilet stall and paced toward the sink to wash her hands, she heard


    footsteps.


    Because Deirdre heard that the sound of someone opening the door was loud, she turned her head


    and saw a burly figure, which was obviously not a woman.


    The man was quite drunk. When he saw Deirdre, he immediately squinted." Where did the beauty


    come from? Why did youe to the men¡¯s washroom?"


    ¡®Men''s washroom?¡¯


    Deirdre¡¯s heart missed a beat, but when she recalled the washroom structure, she frowned and said,


    "It''s you who''s entered the wrong washroom. This is a women''s washroom.¡±


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    "Women''s washroom?¡± As the man muttered, he staggered toward Deirdre. His ruddy face revealed his


    wretchedness as he said, "I did drink some alcohol, but I''m not deaf. I clearly heard that woman telling


    me that this is the men¡¯s washroom!"


    ¡®That woman?¡¯


    Deirdre instantly understood that Joan was the one who had set this up for her!


    Looking gloomy, Deirdre exined, "In this case, I was the one who got the wrong one. I''m sorry, I''ll go


    out now.¡±


    Just as Deirdre took two steps to the right, she was stopped by the man, who smiled. "Why are you


    leaving? You must have a purpose toe into the men¡¯s washroom, right? Are you looking for


    something to see?¡±


    He hinted in a foul and obscene tone.


    Deirdre took a deep breath. "I''ve indeed got to the wrong one, and I''m very sorry for disturbing you, sir.


    I''ll go out now and get Brendan Brighthall to apologize to you."


    When she mentioned Brendan''s name, the man hesitated. "Brendan Brighthall? You know Brendan


    Brighthall?"


    "I''m his partner," replied Deirdre.


    ¡°Really?¡±


    The man nced through Deirdre. He liked her face and body shape so much that he was unwilling to


    let go of such a top- quality woman after finally encountering her.


    "How can you prove that you¡¯re Brendan''s partner?"

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    Chapter 581


    Chapter 581 Which Hand Touched Her?


    "Whether it''s Brendan or not, why don''t you go out and see it for yourself?


    "Why should I listen to you?" said the man, grinning lecherously.


    Emboldened by the alcohol, he said, "Brendan has never had any women around him. I admit that


    you''re pretty, but you can''t simply say something like that. Besides, what''s so great about Brendan?


    ¡°Even if you really are his woman, I¡¯m sure you have been having ackluster sex life. I¡¯m better than


    him. Not only that, but I can give you money too. If youe with me, I assure you that you''ll be very


    satisfied."


    The more the man said, the more excited he became. He stretched his arm forward to touch Deirdre¡¯s


    body.


    "Stay away from me!¡± Deirdre shouted in disgust as she pushed him away.


    The man was stunned at first when he got pushed away. Then he flew into a rage and pped Deirdre


    across her face.


    "B*tch! All of you here are to serve us! How dare you look down on me!?"


    Deirdre felt buzzing in her ears. She was in so much pain that her vision turned ck for a second.


    Before she could do anything, the man threw himself on her, pinning her on the wash basin and sniffing


    her body scent.


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    "This is good. You smell so good. You look soft and smell good. Brendan really has gotten himself a


    fine specimen. He¡¯s just someone who relies on his father!" He scoffed and went forward to tear


    Deirdre¡¯s dress. His eyes turned bloodshot when he saw her fair skin. "Be a good girl and stay still. This


    way, both of us will have an easier time. Now, close your eyes. I promise you that you''ll enjoy it very


    muchter!"


    Deirdre¡¯s face turned pale and was contorted with pain as her back pressed against the marbled wash


    basin¡¯s cold and sharp edge. The man''s outrageous behavior made her sick, and she shouted, ¡°Get


    away and don¡¯t touch me!"


    "Don''t touch you? You still want to y hard to get, huh? You''re really good at pretending. I''m sure


    you''re very happy down there the moment I set my eyes on you,¡± the man said as he gazed fixedly at


    Deirdre. She had a really good physique. It made his blood boil, and he restlessly ran his hand over her


    body.


    However, the dress was sturdy. He could not get it off Deirdre no matter how hard he tried, so he


    changed his approach and stuck his hand in from the hem of the dress.


    Deirdre was shaking all over. Suddenly, she mustered all her strength and pushed him away.


    The man lost his bnce and fell with his headnding on the floor first. He let out a pained scream,


    and it took him several minutes before he regained hisposure. He touched the back of his head,


    and his face turned livid with rage when he saw the blood on his hand.


    "D*mn it! You really have done it this time, b*tch!" shouted the man as he raised his hand high in the


    air.


    Deirdre closed her eyes subconsciously as despair enveloped her whole. She waited for the p to


    land on her face, but it did note even after a long while. Suddenly, the man screamed out loud


    again, and this time, it sounded like he was in a lot of pain.


    Deirdre cracked her eyes open and was stunned when she saw the figure in front of her. In the next


    second, the figure asked,


    "Are you all right, Miss McKinnon?"


    It was Den.


    Deirdre did not know if she was feeling disappointed or happy now. She always felt that it would be


    Kyran who woulde to her rescue in her most desperate moments, but on second thought, there


    was no way Kyran woulde to Eastgene.


    Before Deirdre could do anything, the middle-aged man pulled his hand out of Den¡¯s grip. His face


    was contorted with rage as he snorted. "I was wondering who wanted to be the hero, so it''s you. You''re


    just an illegitimate son given birth to by that wh*re from the Kings. I thought you were cast out of


    Eastgene? The Kings don''t want you to be here, so what are you doing here?"


    Deirdre¡¯s face turned pale at the man¡¯s taunt. However, Den ignored him and asked, "Which hand


    touched her?"


    "Does it matter?¡± The man pointed at Den and continued. "Are you going to beat me up? I have a


    business rtionship with the Kings. You-"


    Before he could finish speaking, Den smashed his fist into the man¡¯s face. As the man screamed out


    in pain, he pinned him on the floor and rained down several punches on the man, causing him to


    scream and beg for mercy.

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    Chapter 582


    Chapter 582 The Kings¡¯ Family Affair


    Deirdre came to her senses and shouted, "Mr. King! Stop! You¡¯re going to kill him!¡±


    She had to stop Den. They were in a crucial moment right now, so Den must not get into trouble.


    It was just that she did not expect Den to lose his cool. After all, he had been a very calm person.


    At that moment, Joan and Gillian came over. They had been under the impression that the middle-aged


    man had already seeded, but they were stunned when they entered the washroom. The middle-


    aged man¡¯s face was filled with bruises, Deirdre was being protected behind Den, and the dress on


    her suggested that nothing had happened between her and the middle-aged man.


    A dark glint flitted across Joan''s face while Ci llian¡¯s face sank. "What have you done, Den?¡±


    As if he had found the straw that could save his life, the man scrambled up from the floor and said with


    his nose bleeding. "Mr. King! You need to help me this time! Den has gone mad! He was nning to


    kill me just now!"


    Cillian looked at Den fixedly and said, "Den, don''t you think you owe me an exnation? Do you


    not know that Mr. Lane is our partner in this tender? How could you beat him up like this? What the hell


    were you thinking?"


    Deirdre hastily stepped forward and defended Den. "No, Mr. King. Den was just trying to help me.


    This man over here wanted to vite me just now..."


    ¡°Really?¡± Cillian replied impassively. He could recognize Deirdre. He knew the story between her and


    Brendan, so he looked at Deirdre and said coldly, "Miss McKinnon, we shouldn''t mix all things together.


    This is our family affairs. I hope you won''t poke your nose into it.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s face turned pale.


    ¡®Family affairs? He calls this their family affairs?¡¯


    Apparently, Cillian did not care if Mr. Lane vited her. He was just targeting Den alone.


    She took a deep breath and said, "Mr. King, I know you have your family affairs to take care of, but


    shouldn''t you be dealing with my matters first? We''re now at a party held by the Kings. If the news of


    me nearly getting vited by one of your guests gets out, I think it''ll also affect your family¡¯s reputation,


    right?


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    "Also, given Brendan''s personality, if he learns that his plus-one is getting bullied and the Kings refuse


    to do anything about it, he''ll think that you guys don¡¯t care about him at all. He¡¯ll be disappointed and


    won¡¯t consider any cooperation with the Kings!" said Deirdre, her voice cold and her pretty face filled


    with resolution.


    Den nced at Deirdre. He had underestimated her. He had been under the impression she was


    just an eye candy through and through. He did not expect her to be so aggressive at all.


    "You¡¯ve misunderstood me, Ms. McKinnon," said Cillian, smiling at Deirdre. ¡°You¡¯re being bullied, and


    it¡¯s a big deal. There¡¯s no way I¡¯m going to ignore it."


    After that, he turned around and threw a gaze at Ronan. "Mr. Lane, can you exin what happened


    just now?¡±


    Ronan had alreadye around to his senses after getting beaten up by Den, and after Deirdre


    mentioned Brendan, it was only then he realized that she had been telling the truth earlier.


    She really was Brendan''s woman.


    A chill rushed down his spine when he thought of what Brendan could do. He was going to put aside


    the fact that Den had just beat him up and said, "This is just a misunderstanding, miss. I drank too


    much wine and thought I was in my own house. That''s why I behaved so rudely. I''m truly sorry about


    that. Can you forgive me?¡±


    Before Deirdre could say anything, Cillian chimed in. "Miss McKinnon, since Mr. Lane has already


    apologized to you, let¡¯s leave this matter at that, okay?"

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    Chapter 583


    Chapter 583 Do You Know Miss McKinnon?


    "What?" Deirdre could not believe what she had just heard. She was so angry that she felt pain in her


    chest.


    Aman had nearly vited her. If Den had not shown up at the right time, Ronan would have


    seeded already. Now, it seemed to her that Cillian was just going to take on Ronan''s side and that


    he was not going to do anything about it.


    "Don''t you think it''s unfair for me, Mr. King? If something like this can be resolved with an apology, why


    do we need the police?"


    Cillian squinted. "So, can I say that you... aren''t forgiving him?¡±


    "Yes. I''m going to call the cops."


    Ronan was stunned. He growled, "B*tch! Know your own ce!¡±


    Cillian also chimed in and said in a displeased voice, "Miss McKinnon, since it didn¡¯t happen anyway,


    we should just turn a blind eye to it and let it go. This party is to celebrate Laura''s birthday. If you really


    call the police, you''ll be stealing her thunder, and if it gets out, it''ll damage everyone''s reputation."


    After that, he looked at her and said apathetically, ¡°In my opinion, you should just let this thing slide.¡±


    Apparently, he was warning her. He did not want to make a big deal out of this matter. Deirdre slowly


    calmed down as her anger abated.


    At the end of the day, she was nothing to Brendan. Even Den could not bring himself to go against


    Cillian, let alone her. If she offended Cillian, things might not end well for her.


    However, was she really going to let this thing end like this?


    She clenched her fists tightly and heaved out. "Okay-"


    Suddenly, Den spoke sternly and interrupted her. ¡°Brother, I don''t think this is the right way to deal


    with this matter."


    ¡°Really? Then what do you think is the right way?¡± Cillian raised his eyebrows and reminded him,


    ¡°Den, don''t forget that you''ve just beaten up Mr. Lane, and we¡¯re not done with the matter yet."


    ¡°I''m just doing this for our family''s own good. Since you know how important today is to our family, I''m


    sure Mr. Lane is aware of it too. However, he took advantage of his status and did things as he


    pleased. Fortunately, nothing happened. If we don¡¯t punish him, there will only be more people who


    don''t take our family seriously.¡±


    Cillian looked at Den silently. He knew how cautious his brother was. He would never fight against


    him in public, but he was willing to go up against him for a woman...


    "So, what do you suggest?"


    "It''s true that we shouldn''t make a big deal out of this matter, but he needs topensate Miss


    McKinnon. I suggest he gives 150,000 dors to her. Not only that, but he needs to write an apology


    letter and confess his guilt. After that, we should ask Fionn to send him to the police station to make


    sure that he''ll nevermit the same mistake again.¡±


    He was asking even more than Deirdre.


    Veins were bulging on Gillian¡¯s forehead, and his face sank.


    Den continued. "Or do you think we should tell Brendan about it?


    Although we''re no longer friends, I was close to him in the past and know him pretty well. Miss


    McKinnon is his wife. She¡¯s getting bullied here, but no one stands up for her. There¡¯s a probability that


    he''ll call the police to deal with it as well."


    Deirdre was stunned. However, she soon returned to her senses and went along with Den. ¡®Yeah.


    He gets jealous easily."


    At the same time, Laura came in. When she saw Den and Deirdre together, she froze for a moment.


    Then, she went closer to Cillian and said, ¡°Let''s just do as he says. You guys are making too much of a


    commotion. There are more and more peopleing to ask about it.¡±


    She could hear their argument clearly outside and had learned the whole story from the staff.


    Cillian had no other choice but to press down his anger and nod.


    Ronan did not dare to say anything either. After giving a 150,000-dor cheque to Deirdre, he went to


    write the apology letter.


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    While waiting, Cillian asked meaningfully, "Den, do you know Miss McKinnon?"

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    Chapter 584


    Chapter 584 What Happened to Your Face?


    Deirdre was stunned.


    Den replied calmly, "This is my first time seeing her."


    "If this is your first time seeing her, then why are you so protective of her like she¡¯s your wife? Could it


    be that you''re in love with her?"


    Laura''s face paled as soon as she heard what Cillian said. She clenched her fists tightly and looked at


    Den fixedly.


    Den was not going to hide it and said, "Well, it''s true that Miss McKinnon is my type, but I''m more


    disgusted with a jerk like Mr. Lane who takes advantage of his drunkenness to force other people to


    ept him."


    The corner of Gillian¡¯s lips quivered.


    Deirdre did not know why, but she sensed that things were getting a little bit heated over here.


    While all of them looked at each other in silence, Ronan came over to send the apology letter, and then


    he was taken away by Fionn.


    Meanwhile, Laura said, ¡°Cillian, Decky, you guys should go out first. Miss McKinnon is injured. I need to


    help her to tend to the wound.¡±


    After Den and Cillian left, Laura pulled the concealer out of her purse and applied it gently on


    Deirdre''s face.


    Deirdre was in a lot of pain after getting pped by Ronan. When Laura was applying the concealer on


    her wound, she hissed out in pain.


    "Does it hurt? I''m sorry. I''ll be more gentle, then,¡± Laura said worriedly.


    "It''s okay." Deirdre said, assuring Laura that she was fine, "He didn''t get what he wanted anyway.¡±


    Laura was stunned for a moment, and then sheughed, ¡°This is the first time I see Decky behave so


    aggressively. After all, he has been very calm and collected. He wouldn''t even raise his voice at other


    people, let alone beat someone up. But when I saw the wound on Mr. Lane¡¯ face, I felt like I didn¡¯t know


    him anymore..."


    The more she said, the lower her voice became. In the end, she fell into a trance. Looking at her,


    Deirdre asked, "Ms. Smith, did you recall something?¡±


    Laura snapped herself out of her trance and chuckled. Deirdre did not know why but she felt her smile


    look tired. "Nothing..."


    Since she did not want to talk about it, Deirdre did not press on any further. However, she agreed with


    Laura.


    Not only did she feel Den had be another person, but she was also shocked by his reaction.


    Just like Laura had said, Den had been a calm and collected person. She did not expect him to fly


    into a rage, and he looked like a different person.


    "What do you think of Decky, Miss McKinnon?" Laura asked after a long while of silence.


    "He¡¯s helped me a lot. He¡¯s a nice guy,¡± replied Deirdre.N?velDrama.Org content rights.


    Laura smiled. "He¡¯s really a nice person. He¡¯s gentle and isn¡¯t ambitious. But it''s something good for


    someone like him who''s been abandoned by his family. I truly hope that he can live a happy life..."


    Her eyes slowly became red as she talked. After that, she retracted her arm and said, "It''s done, Miss


    McKinnon.¡±


    ¡°Thank you," replied Deirdre. When they went out, the people surrounding the washroom were gone.


    As for the main proprietor, Joan, he was nowhere to be seen either.


    Deirdre ran her fingers over the spot where she was hit. It was slightly swollen, but no one could notice


    it with the naked eye. She let out a sigh of relief inwardly and headed to the main hall.


    When she was on her way to the main hall, Brendan came toward her and asked in a displeased voice,


    "Where have you been?"


    He was caught up by someone earlier, so he could not take care of Deirdre for a moment.


    Deirdre replied, "I just went to the washroom.¡±


    ¡°You went to the washroom?" Brendan frowned. "You were in the washroom for almost half a year. Are


    you not feeling well?¡±


    "Yeah... I had a stomachache.¡±


    Brendan nced across her face, and his gaze turned cold. "What happened to your face?"


    Before Deirdre knew anything, he grabbed Deirdre¡¯s chin and observed her left cheek.


    Deirdre became nervous. ¡°What''s the matter?¡±


    No one would be able to see the wound on her face if they did not touch it, so how did Brendan notice


    it?

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    Chapter 585


    Chapter 585 A Good Show


    Brendan frowned and said, "Did you apply a newyer of concealer?


    Deirdre heaved out a sigh of relief and exined, "I messed up my makeup, so I went to fix it.¡±


    ¡°Where is your purse then?¡± Brendan was cautious. He was not someone who could be fooled easily.


    ¡°If you didn''t bring your cosmetics with you, how did you fix your makeup?


    "I borrowed them from someone I met in the washroom."


    "Who is it?" Brendan squinted. He had the hunch that Deirdre was lying to him. He decided to follow his


    instinct and stretched his finger forward to pinch Deirdre¡¯s left cheek.


    In the next second, the pain that erupted from her left cheek caused her to frown.


    Brendan let go of his hand and growled, "You''re hurt?"


    "Yes." Deirdre knew she couldn''t fool Brendan anymore, so she had no other choice but to admit it.


    "If you''re hurt, then why didn''t you tell me about it?" Brendan could not hold his anger anymore. "Who


    did it? Tell me."


    Deirdre was stunned for a moment when she realized how angry Brendan was. However, in the next


    second, she realized that he was so angry because of his pride as a man.


    Someone at the party had bullied his woman, so it went without saying that he would be angry.


    After all, if other people learned about it, it would also damage his reputation.


    Deirdre lowered her head and replied, "No, you¡¯ve misunderstood. No one hit me. I identally


    bumped into the table and hurt myself when I walked.¡±


    "You''re lying!¡±


    Something flitted across Deirdre''s eyes. Suddenly, the sound of a woman crying suddenly came from


    the main hall.She instantly raised her head.


    ¡®The show has begun.¡¯


    Laura and Ci Hi an were standing at the center, holding their hands while cutting the cake. Mr. King Sr.,


    Mrs. King, and Den were standing at the side.


    At the same time, a strange woman appeared out of nowhere and cried, ¡± Den! What have I done


    wrong? Why must you do this to me? Didn''t you promise to marry me? That''s why I had sex with you!


    But after I got pregnant, you ignored me and went off the grid! Are you running from your


    responsibility? Do you not want your kid anymore?¡±


    Amodation broke out in the crowd when they heard what the woman said.


    Mr. King Sr.¡¯s face turned livid with anger. He shouted angrily, "Who are you? What the h*ll are you


    talking about!?"


    Cillian stepped forward and chimed in sternly. "Miss, you don''t have to watch what you eat, but you


    have to watch what you say.


    My brother rarelyes back here, so how is there any possibility that he would have sex with you?¡±


    "I¡¯m not speaking nonsense!¡± As the woman bit her lower lip tightly, she said, "I have evidence with


    me!"


    ¡°Really?¡± Cillian raised his eyebrows. ¡°Then, can you show us your evidence?"


    She handed the photos she had printed out to Cillian. After he looked through the photos, he frowned


    and turned to Den.


    At that point, even Brendan¡¯s face sank.


    "How are you going to exin this, Den?¡± asked Cillian, his voiceced thick with anger. "We don''t


    mind if you want to have sex with other women, but you shouldn''t bring trouble back to our family.


    Today is your sister-in-w''s birthday. How can you let such a womane here and ruin her birthday


    celebration?¡±


    Mr. King Sr. went forward and took the photo away. After looking through the photo, he became furious


    and gave Den a p across his face.


    "You b*stard!" He was so angry that his voice was shaking.


    Deirdre''s heart trembled when she heard the p.


    She found it hard to believe that Mr. King Sr. would actually give Den a p across his face in front


    of the public before he found out the truth.


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    Was he his son or a stranger?


    Den''s expression remained the same after his father pped him. He said, ¡°I didn''t. I don''t even


    know her.¡±


    "You don¡¯t know her?¡± shouted Mr. King Sr., his voice thick with anger. He flung the photo at him and


    continued. "Then exin to me about these photos. Are you saying that the man in this photo who did


    this thing with her is another person?¡±

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    Chapter 586


    Chapter 586 He''ll Do What He Needs to Do


    The sharp edges of the photos cut through Den''s skin, leaving a sharp wound on his cheek.


    He frowned and looked at the stack of photos on the floor. In the next second, his pupils constricted.


    Holding Brendan''s arm, Deirdre asked, "What''s the matter?"


    Brendan looked at the photos and said, "Den is hugging that woman in the photo."


    "What? But how is that possible?¡± Deirdre was stunned.


    "Of course, it''s impossible," replied Brendan. "So something is definitely fishy here, but these photos


    aren''t photoshopped.¡±


    If these photos were photoshopped, then it would be too easy to expose the lie. This was certainly not


    what Cillian wanted.


    Den raised his head and said, "It''s true that the person in the photo is me, but I can assure you guys


    that nothing happened between us. I was drunk at that time and nearly passed out. There was no way I


    could''ve done anything. Fionn can be my witness."


    ¡°Everyone knows that Fionn is your assistant,¡± Cillian said impassively. " He''ll only help you, so his


    testimony can''t prove anything."


    "Yes, he¡¯s my assistant, but I didn''t do anything to her.¡±


    Mr. King Sr. gnashed his teeth and said, ¡®You didn''t do anything to her? Stop lying! Why would she


    come here to look for you if you didn''t do anything to her? I thought you were different from your


    mother, but apparently, an apple doesn''t fall far from the tree. You... You really have disappointed me!¡±


    Deirdre''s heart sank when she heard what Mr. King Sr. said. It was very hurtful.


    Deirdre had learned that Den was not only born out of wedlock but that his mother was also a wh*re


    when she was in the washroom. Apparently, this was something uneptable in the Kings. Everyone


    in their family wanted to forget about this, while Gillian''s n was to expose it in front of everyone. That


    was why Mr. King Sr. was so furious about it.


    Her expression was ugly, and she asked curiously, "Mr. King is very alert. How would he allow himself


    to get drunk and let that woman get what she wanted?"


    Brendan''s gaze was cold. He stared toward the front and replied, "He often loses his cool when it


    comes to Laura. But I''m pretty sure he won''t let his guard down that easily, so he must have fallen into


    Gillian''s trap.


    Otherwise, he wouldn''t be so surprised when he saw those photos."


    ¡®Gillian''s trap? What kind of trap?¡¯ Deirdre tried her best to figure out what kind of trap Cillian had set up


    for Den.


    The woman in the eye of the storm covered her face and cried. "If it hadn''t been for you ignoring me, I


    wouldn''t have exposed our rtionship in front of everyone since I love you so much. I don''t want to


    put you in hot water, either. As long as you''re willing to marry me and carry out your responsibility, I''ll


    forgive you."


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    "Of course." Mrs. King stood forward. She was Gillian¡¯s mother, so it went without saying that she knew


    about Cillian''s n. She put on a high and mighty attitude and said, "This is all Den''s mistake. We


    would never allow him to treat a woman this way. Girl, don¡¯t worry. Den will certainly carry out his


    responsibility."


    "Yes, don''t worry." Since things hade to this point, Mr. King Sr. could only suppress his anger and


    said, ¡°It''s Den''s fault. We''ll give him his punishment. He''ll do what he needs to do."


    The woman wiped her tears off her face and said pitifully, ¡®Thank you. Then when are we getting


    married? I''m worried that he might run away again.¡±


    "Don''t worry.¡± Mr. King Sr. shot daggers at Den. "I''ll arrange your marriage as soon as possible. I


    assure you it''ll be done in less than a month."


    The woman nodded in satisfaction. Just when she was about to say something, Den interrupted her.


    "No. I will not marry her."


    His voice was firm. It wafted into everyone''s ears without any effort, stunning them.

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    Chapter 587


    Chapter 587 A Woman Who Came From Nowhere


    Mr. King Sr. was the first one toe around to his senses. He was overwhelmed by his rage as he


    covered his chest with his hand and said, "H ... How dare you go against my words! If you refuse to do


    as you''re told, you can get out of the Kings now. You aren''t fit to be known as a King!"


    Den said, "I¡¯ve never touched her before, so I don''t need to bear any responsibility, and I''ll not marry


    her!¡±


    Cillian chuckled. ¡°How bold of you to say that, Den. Look at all the evidence in front of you. There¡¯s


    nothing you can change, even if you don''t want to admit it. As a man, you should take the


    consequences of your own deeds. You shouldn''t make our family aughingstock in the city."


    Den looked at him and clenched his fists tightly. "I can understand other people since they aren''t


    there when things happen, but you were there too. Look at this picture. This is the private room you


    brought me to during a celebration. You were also present at that time. Would I have done anything


    with this woman in front of you?¡±


    Cillian smiled, but his smile did not reach his eyes. "Den, I know what you''re doing. You want me to


    help you, right? But if I help you, it''ll be very unfair to thisdy over here. It''s true that we were in the


    same private room at that time, but she only showed up in the private room after I left. There''s no way I


    know what happened between you two.


    ¡°Your mother wasn''t around to guide you when you were a kid, and you refused to listen to my advice.


    But as an adult, you should bear the consequences of your own actions,¡± Mrs. King said indifferently.


    "How bold of you to try to run away from your responsibility in a situation like this!"


    Her words stung Deirdre''s ears like a pinprick.


    Mr. King Sr. waved his hand and said, "That¡¯s enough! We shouldn''t discuss this matter any further.


    Let¡¯s end it here. You can rest assured, miss. We''ll certainly give you a satisfactory exnation.¡±


    ¡°Dad-¡±


    "Shut up!¡± Mr. King Sr. shouted, "I don¡¯t want to hear a single word from your mouth!¡±


    Cillian turned to the crowd and said with a smile, "I apologize for the disruption. All of you are here


    today to celebrate my wife''s birthday, so let''s move on from this matter and continue to cut the cake.¡±


    Everyoneughed. They all just treated the things that transpired just now as a show.


    "Yeah. We''re here today to celebrate Laura''s birthday. As for this farce, we believe that the Kings will


    be able to find a perfect solution for it."


    "That''s right. Let¡¯s continue with the celebration."


    Everyone was wearing big smiles on their faces and clinking their sses together. All of them looked


    as if nothing had


    happened before. Even though everyoneughed it off as nothing but a farce, deep down, all of them


    thought that Den was a yboy who only cared about having fun.


    If Den did not do anything, he would only be theughingstock of the city.


    With that thought in mind, Brendan cleared his throat, and Deirdre stood forward.


    ¡°Hold on for a second.¡±


    Everyone, including Cillian, was stunned. They all frowned and were displeased by Deirdre''s


    interruption.


    Deirdre ignored them and said calmly, "It seems to me that you all havee to a decision pretty fast.


    None of you have any photo of them sleeping on the bed, yet all of you think that he has slept with this


    woman."


    "Who is she?"


    A discussion began to break among the crowd.


    "I have no idea. She just popped out of nowhere. But who does she think she is? The Kings intended to


    settle the dispute, yet she has the audacity to step forward.¡±


    "Could it be that she is Den¡¯s lover too? Well, she''s pretty, but unfortunately, she¡¯s brainless."


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    Mrs. King¡¯s face sank as she said, ¡°Miss, this is our own family affair, and it has been resolved. Why


    must you bring it up again?"


    ¡°Are you sure about that?" asked Deirdre. "Why do I feel that this matter is filled with suspicion?"

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    Chapter 588


    Chapter 588 These Photos Are Fake


    Mrs. King''s expression was dark. Just as she was about to summon the security guard to get her out of


    there, Cillian spoke.


    "Miss McKinnon, I think this matter has nothing to do with you, right? You shouldn''t think that you can


    have everything your way just because you''re Mr. Brighthall''s plus-one. Whether or not there is another


    story in this matter, we''ll figure it out ourselves."


    "She''s Mr. Brighthall¡¯s partner? Is he talking about Brendan?"


    "I see. No wonder she''s so bold. So, she has someone to back her up."


    When Mrs. King heard that Deirdre was with Brendan, she had no other choice but to swallow her


    anger.


    As for Brendan, he just dusted his sleeves and said, "Stop it, Deirdre.¡±


    Even though he sounded like he was admonishing Deirdre, everyone could see that he was actually


    supporting her.


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    If he really did not care about her, he would have asked someone to get her out instead of asking her to


    stop.


    "No," Deirdre replied gently. "If it was someone else, I probably wouldn''t have stepped in. But Mr. King


    helped me get out of trouble in the washroom, so I can¡¯t stand seeing someone nder him."


    "Hmm?" Brendan raised his eyebrows. ¡°So, does this mean that you owe Den a favor?"


    "Yeah," Deirdre replied before looking at Cillian. "Mr. Cillian King was there too.¡±


    Putting on a fake smile, Cillian said, ¡°Yes, it¡¯s true that Den has helped Miss McKinnon, but you don''t


    know each other. You''re not his friend, so how can you be so sure that someone is ndering him


    instead of his true this matter any further. Let''s end it here. You can rest assured, miss. We''ll certainly


    give you a satisfactory exnation."


    "Dad-"


    "Shut up!¡± Mr. King Sr. shouted, "I don¡¯t want to hear a single word from your mouth!"


    Cillian turned to the crowd and said with a smile, "I apologize for the disruption. All of you are here


    today to celebrate my wife''s birthday, so let''s move on from this matter and continue to cut the cake."


    Everyoneughed. They all just treated the things that transpired just now as a show.


    "Yeah. We''re here today to celebrate Laura''s birthday. As for this farce, we believe that the Kings will


    be able to find a perfect solution for it."


    "That''s right. Let¡¯s continue with the celebration.¡±


    Everyone was wearing big smiles on their faces and clinking their sses together. All of them looked


    as if nothing had happened before. Even though everyoneughed it off as nothing but a farce, deep


    down, all of them thought that Den was a yboy who only cared about having fun.


    If Den did not do anything, he would only be theughingstock of the city.


    With that thought in mind, Brendan cleared his throat, and Deirdre stood forward.


    "Hold on for a second."


    Everyone, including Cillian, was stunned. They all frowned and were displeased by Deirdre''s


    interruption.


    Deirdre ignored them and said calmly, ¡°It seems to me that you all havee to a decision pretty fast.


    None of you have any photo of them sleeping on the bed, yet all of you think that he has slept with this


    woman."


    "Who is she?"


    A discussion began to break among the crowd.


    "I have no idea. She just popped out of nowhere. But who does she think she is? The Kings intended to


    settle the dispute, yet she has the audacity to step forward.¡±


    "Could it be that she is Den''s lover too? Well, she''s pretty, but unfortunately, she''s brainless."


    Mrs. King''s face sank as she said, "Miss, this is our own family affair, and it has been resolved. Why


    must you bring it up again?¡±


    ¡°Are you sure about that?" asked Deirdre. "Why do I feel that this matter is filled with suspicion?"

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    Chapter 589


    Chapter 589 He Isn¡¯t Innocent


    "Of course I did!" Gillian smiled coldly at Deirdre as he waited for her to fall into his trap. ¡°If you don''t


    believe it, you can check the surveince camera. Wynne, go get the surveince footage of Mystic


    Midnight for us.¡±


    Wynne went to do Gillian¡¯s bidding. After roughly ten minutes, he came back and whispered into


    Gillian''s ear. Wearing a shocked expression on his face, Gillian said, "What? The footage has


    somehow been deleted?¡±


    Yes...¡± Wynne said, "The people from Mystic Midnight said..."


    ¡°Just say it. Stop wasting our time!"


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    Wynne gnashed his teeth and said, "They all said it''s Den who ordered them to delete the footage.¡±


    Everyone gasped in surprise when they heard what Wynne said.


    "Isn''t this enough to prove everything? If Den really didn¡¯t do anything, why would he ask them to


    delete the footage?"


    "Yeah. It seems like he isn''t innocent."


    Amotion broke out in the crowd.


    Deirdre knew that this was what Gillian was aiming for. After all, if he hadn''t struck a deal with the


    people from Mystic Midnight, Gillian wouldn''t have told them to check the surveince footage. He was


    not someone who would leave a loose end untied. She smiled and said, ¡°I see. I thought that Den


    wasn''t known in Eastgene? I didn''t expect him to have the capability to make the people from Mystic


    Midnight delete the footage.¡±


    Everyone looked at each other after Deirdre finished speaking.


    Deirdre was right. Even though Den came from the Kings, no one in Eastgene took him seriously, so


    there was no way he could make Mystic Midnight delete the footage. After all, the owner of Mystic


    Midnight was equally powerful to the Kings. Gillian was stumped. However, he soon regained his


    composure and said, ¡± Well, the answer is simple. That''s because he¡¯s one of the Kings. They need to


    delete some footage, and they can make the Kings owe them a favor. The people from Mystic Midnight


    are smart. I''m sure they''ll be able to see the benefit behind the deal.¡±


    "Even so, it''s impossible to leave no trace at all, right?¡± asked Deirdre.


    Gillian frowned. "What do you mean, Miss McKinnon?"


    Deirdre did not reply. Suddenly, Fionn came in from the outside. His entire body was d with snow as


    he went to Deirdre¡¯s side.


    "Miss McKinnon, it¡¯s ready.¡±


    Gillian narrowed his eyes. He did not know when Fionn went out.


    "What''s ready?¡±


    "When Wynne went to do your bidding, I asked Den¡¯s assistant to check the surveince cameras


    around Mystic Midnight.¡±


    ¡°What?¡± Gillian''s expression changed.


    "Mr. Fox, can you tell everyone what you found?¡± asked Deirdre.


    "Wait for a second!¡± shouted Gillian, his brows furrowed in discontent. " Fionn is Den¡¯s assistant. His


    words can''t be trusted at all.¡±


    "As such, he brought the footage back with him. We can show the footage to everyone.¡±


    Before Gillian could say anything, Fionn connected his phone to therge screen behind them. Soon,


    the footage came on the screen.


    At 21:36, Gillian walked out of the private room and drove away. After roughly ten minutes, Den also


    came out of the private room with Fionn¡¯s help.


    Someone from the crowd shouted, "This can''t prove anything.¡±


    The woman added, "That''s right. This can only prove that Mr. King left before Den. Within those 10


    minutes, I had been with Den the whole time!"


    After the woman finished speaking, Deirdre smiled faintly and said, ¡®This can prove a lot of things.


    Den only came out of the private room ten minutes after Mr. King left. It takes about three to four


    minutes to walk from the private room to the door, so there are only five minutes left. So, can you tell


    me what can happen between you and Den between these five minutes?¡±


    The woman¡¯s face was pale. She clenched her chin tightly and said," Den was drunk, so he finished


    very quickly."


    "Well, that''s possible, but you''ve forgotten one thing. If Den went to ask the people from Mystic


    Midnight to delete the footage, it''d take at least four minutes. So, there are only a couple of minutes left


    for you. I doubt you have enough time to take off your pants with that amount of time. However, it''s


    more than enough to take a picture.¡±

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    Chapter 590 You''re Innocent


    "What do you mean?" The woman was shaking with anger. ¡®You''re saying I''m ndering Den while


    disregarding my reputation? He didn''t ask to delete the footage on the spot. He did itter!¡±


    Den, who had been silent the whole time, chimed in and said, "You''re wrong. I''ve never visited


    Mystic Midnight again after I left."


    ¡°What?¡±


    ¡°Besides, it urs to me that you don''t know a drunk man well. Based on the video, I was very drunk


    and could barely stand on my own. There''s no way I could get any reaction in that situation, so how


    could I have sex with you?"


    "I..." The woman was stumped. She was so nervous that beads of sweat were beginning to form on her


    forehead.


    Cillian frowned. He knew his n had failed, so he turned around and said to the woman, ¡°How dare


    you! How could you nder my brother with these photos?"


    "No! No! I didn¡¯t!"


    Cillian looked at her coldly and continued. ¡®You didn''t? There are plenty of loopholes in your story. If it


    hadn''t been for Miss McKinnon, the Kings'' reputation would have been destroyed by you today!¡±


    He looked so righteous that it was as if he was not the person who made things warm for Den.


    Deirdre just wanted tough right now, Perhaps many people thought the same way as well, but all of


    them just went along with Cillian. After all, none of them took Den seriously.


    Mr. King Sr.''s countenance turned better. He lifted his trembling finger and pointed at the woman. "You


    evil woman! Go get the security guards and have them send her to the police station!"


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    The woman cried and shouted as she was taken away.


    At the same time, Mr. King Sr. looked at Den and said, "Luckily, we''re able to prove your innocence."


    He did not even apologize to Den. After that, he turned to the crowd and said, "Guys, she''s just a


    woman with an evil intention. The good thing is that we''ve found out the truth and proven my son''s


    innocence. Let¡¯s move on from it and continue with the party."


    "That''s right. Let¡¯s continue with the celebration.¡±


    "I knew it! I knew something was fishy. It was that woman who was making all sorts of baseless ims.


    I always have faith in Den. I¡¯m sure he won''t do something like that, and it now turns out I¡¯m right.


    That woman is lying."


    "Yeah, that woman is a liar!"


    Everyoneughed and moved on from the matter.


    Holding Laura''s hand, Cillian guided her to cut the cake. Everyone showered her with all sorts of


    wishes, and it seemed as if nothing had happened at all.


    Deirdre felt sorry for Den. She felt that his whole life was a joke, and it was also now that she


    understood why he could be so calm and collected in so many different situations.


    After the crowd dispersed, Cillian walked over to her with a grin on his face. "Thank you very much for


    helping us to expose that woman, Miss McKinnon. I know you''re very beautiful, but I didn''t expect you


    to be so smart. If you hadn''t exposed that woman''s lie, not only would our family''s reputation be


    damaged, but my brother would also have had to marry a woman that he doesn''t even know."


    Deirdre replied with a faint smile, "Well, I¡¯m just returning the favor. Den helped me in the washroom,


    so I can''t just sit by and do nothing when he''s in trouble.¡±


    ¡°But what if it was real? What were you going to do about it?" Cillian asked as he looked at Brendan.


    He was standing not far away, clinking sses with a few people. Then, he continued meaningfully. ¡°Or


    do you have someone backing you up, so you can help my brother without fear or hesitation?¡¯


    Deirdre knew what he was talking about, so she smiled and replied, ¡®You''re right. It''s because I have


    someone to back me up, so I dare to do so.


    Brendan loves me very much. I know he won''t let other people bully me."


    Gillian''s face sank.


    At that moment, Brendan removed himself from the group and came over. He wrapped his arm around


    Deirdre¡¯s waist in a protective gesture and asked, ¡°What are you guys talking about when I¡¯m not


    around?¡±

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    Chapter 591 Did He Do This?


    Deirdre leaned on his side and answered, "Nothing much. Mr. King is here to thank me for his younger


    brother''s incident."


    At the mention of Den, Brendan furrowed his eyebrows and said in an extremely displeased tone, "It


    was inappropriate for me to speak in the witness of everyone earlier. What is your rtionship with


    Den that you have to help him like that? You made up a poor excuse even."


    He sounded jealous, as if he was extremely displeased about his woman showing herself in public to


    defend another man.


    Gillian''s expression was unfathomable, while Deirdre said in a coquettish tone, "What do you mean by I


    made a poor excuse? You can ask Mr. King whether Den helped me if you don¡¯t believe me.¡±


    "She''s right.¡± Cillian recovered from his surprise and nodded. "A drunkard charged into the female toilet


    and behaved unkindly toward Miss


    McKinnon. My younger brother went to stop the drunkard after hearing themotion. I immediately


    sent someone to deal with the drunkard as soon as I learned about the incident."


    Deirdre sneered in her heart.


    Cillian turned the near-miss bully incident into an unkind act, and he even tried to take credit for


    himself.


    "Is that so?¡± said Brendan, his expression dimmed at once. He scrutinized Deirdre''s face covered by


    concealer and caught everybody by surprise when he asked, "What unkind behavior did that man


    engage in?"


    "Uh..." Cillian could tell that Brendan was displeased, so he softened Ronan¡®s behavior with great


    effort. He spected and said,


    "He assumed that Miss McKinnon was his family after he had one too many drinks and wanted to do


    something to Miss McKinnon. However, don''t worry, Mr. Brighthall. My younger brother came quickly,


    and nothing bad happened to Miss McKinnon.¡±


    "Nothing bad happened?¡±


    Brendan inquired closely, but his tone sounded off.


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    Cillian was stunned for a moment. In the next moment, Brendan''s eyes glistened with a cold glint, and


    he tilted Deirdre''s chin.


    "So, what is with your swollen face? You told me that you knocked on a table identally earlier, but in


    reality, it was that man who hit you?¡±


    His expression was so ghastly that Cillian was startled.


    Deirdre knew Brendan well enough, but she could not figure out what had infuriated him.


    ¡®Is it only because my current identity is his woman? Or is he putting on an act in Gillian¡¯s presence?¡¯


    "Brendan." She lowered her eyes.


    "I¡ª"


    "I don''t want to hear any answers that are trying to hide the truth or soften the incident. I want you to tell


    me the truth. Did that man hurt your face?¡±


    Brendan spoke in a loud and clear voice. He took a deep breath to suppress his anger.


    Deirdre¡¯s face turned pale, and she answered, "Hmm."


    "Where is he now? What is his name?"


    Noticing that Brendan was determined to get to the bottom of the matter, Cillian hastily said, "Don''t


    worry, Mr. Brighthall. I wouldn''t let Miss


    McKinnon be mistreated since she is your guest. I''ve already dealt with the matter for you. We''ve not


    only made the drunkard pay 150,000 dors aspensation, but we''ve also made him write an


    apology letter. He was sent to the police station, and he is still being detained there so he can repent!"


    ¡°Repent?¡± Brendan''s pupils constricted abruptly, and he said coldly, "Who isn''t capable of paying


    150,000 dors? Isn''t it a necessity to write an apology letter? If he is released after repenting in the


    police station without any criminal record, he''s going to do this the second time and the third time in the


    future. Moreover, she is my woman! I won''t let him off!"


    Gillian''s expression turned rigid instantly after he was startled by Brendan¡¯s aura. He was rendered


    speechless. Even though he knew that Brendan was not targeting him, he was still scared out of his


    wits by Brendan''s aura.


    One should know that Brendan was younger than him by four years.


    "However, he is Ronan Lane, the only heir of Lane Industries..."


    "Do you think that I''m incapable of handling a measly Lane Industries, Mr. King?¡± Brendan found it


    amusing. "Let alone Lane Industries, I won¡¯t even be bothered by the most powerful corporation in


    Eastgene!"

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    Chapter 592


    Chapter 592 Pay the Price


    Brendan was still as arrogant and proud as usual. His dark, jewel-like pupils were burning with wild


    anger, yet Cillian was incapable of refuting him.


    It was because Brendan did have the capability to be all-domineering indeed.


    "Why do you want to have an extra enemy when you can have a friend?¡± Cillian chuckled forcefully.


    "When Mr. Lanees to realize this, he will acknowledge that he owes you a favor and will certainly


    figure out ways topensate you by then! Please do it out of respect for me too, Mr. Brighthall¡ª"


    In the next moment, Ci llian was rendered speechless by Brendan''s cold gaze.


    "I''m afraid that you''ve misunderstood, Mr. King. I always get what I want with my own capability, and


    there is no reason I need to do it on someone''s charity. Since he did this, he will need to pay the


    corresponding price.¡±


    Brendan pulled out his phone. Deirdre came to realize the situation and spoke to stop him. "Forget it,


    Brendan.¡±


    She furrowed her eyebrows and did not wish that Brendan would be troubled by this incident in the


    future. She just wanted to settle Den¡¯s matter soon so she could leave Eastgene.


    "I''m fine. I know that you care about me, but it would be better if we didn''t make a big fuss out of this


    situation.¡±


    Brendan caressed her hair and did not answer her at once. He was breathing slowly to suppress his


    anger. ¡®This matter is no longer rted to you."


    He left with long strides to deal with the situation.


    Cillian appeared relieved, but his expression remained unpleasant. He lost his prior healthy look.


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    "Miss McKinnon." He recovered from his surprise and stared at Deirdre with a strange expression. He


    had already lost the frivolousness and contempt in his tone that he had in the washroom earlier, but he


    sounded like he was fearful. "I didn''t expect that you''d be so important to Brendan in the beginning. You


    should know that Ronan is not someone to fool around with."


    Deirdre also felt very vexed in her heart, but she could only feign her nonchnce upon hearing that. "I


    told you that Brendan gets jealous very easily, Mr. King."


    "Yes, but I¡¯ve never seen him lose his temper like that. He has always been serious and can''t be


    bothered by most things. Yet, he came to the party because of you, then...¡± Cillian forced a smile and


    said, "I wonder how both of you got acquainted with each other. If he has a woman he treasures so


    much, why haven''t I heard anyone mentioning you before?"


    Deirdre lowered her eyes.


    "Why have you not heard anyone mentioning me before? That is because the name of Deirdre doesn''t


    deserve to be associated with Brendan, of course.¡¯


    She widened her mouth but felt especially chaotic inside her.


    Meanwhile, Den suddenly approached them with a ss of liquor.¡± Cillian.¡±


    He greeted Cillian courteously first as if he had already forgotten about Gillian''s oppressive episode


    earlier. Then, he raised his ss and expressed his gratitude to Deirdre. ¡®Thank you for all your help


    earlier, Miss McKinnon. Had it not been you, I¡¯m afraid I wouldn''t have been able to end the incident so


    easily."


    Deirdre felt more relieved in Den''s presence. "Don''t mention it. I was only stepping forward to put in


    a word at most. In truth, your assistant found the breach and told me about it. It was him who went


    looking for the surveince footage while I was only speaking ording to his idea."


    She seized the opportunity to exin how she was connected to Fionn.


    Den smiled and said, ¡®The whole thing came to light because you took a stand. I won''t say ¡®thank


    you¡¯ too many times, but please allow me to toast a drink to you.¡±


    He raised his ss. Cillian, who kept quiet all this time, suddenly said," Miss McKinnon doesn¡¯t drink,


    Den. Isn''t it disrespectful to toast a drink to someone who doesn''t drink?¡±

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    Chapter 593 Did You Really Deal With the Incident Properly?


    Deirdre did not drink, indeed. She would only put on an act by holding a ss without taking a sip.


    She was afraid that she would get drunk, make a fool of herself, and do something strange in


    Brendan''s presence. She was even more afraid that the man would behave indecently toward her and


    that she would not be able to resist him.


    Yet now, there was no telling if she was trying to help out Den or if she wanted to get a drink. She


    smiled and said, "It''s fine. I''ll be fine with just a few sips.¡±


    Cillian narrowed his eyes subconsciously upon hearing that.


    His gaze dimmed bit by bit as he watched them clink sses until only a veiled glint glistened in his


    eyes.


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    They did not manage to chat much before Brendan came back. His wlessly handsome face was


    filled with coldness.


    Brendan had his hands in his pockets, and he took a nce at Den before looking away coldly. "We


    should leave, Deirdre.¡±


    "Sure." Deirdre ced down the ss. "Mr. King, Den, it''s gettingte. We''re going to make a move.


    Let''s keep in touch.¡±


    Cillian nodded and called over Laura to send them off.


    They got into the car, and Deidre could feel the intense coldness radiating from Brendan''s body in the


    cramped car. She could not see his displeasure, but she could clearly sense it.


    She assumed that Brendan was displeased by Ronan¡¯s incident. She propped her elbow against the


    window and said, "Don''t worry. Cillian kept a tight lid on this incident, and very few people at the scene


    know about it. Your image won''t be affected because of this.¡±


    Upon saying that, Brendan''s expression grew even more unpleasant. He stared at Deirdre closely out


    of the corner of his eye.


    "Do you think that what I care about in this situation is my image?"


    ¡®Or else?¡±


    Deirdre expressed her puzzlement, yet she could not bring herself to speak her mind now that Brendan


    had asked her in this manner. She said spectively, "Could it be that you feel that Cillian was being


    disrespectful to you? Or... are you and Mr. Lane in a conflict?"


    The car screeched to a stop. Deirdre stabilized her body while the driver exined that someone was


    braking suddenly in front.


    Deirdre said, "Is everything alright?¡±


    "It''s fine. It''s possible that the person went in the wrong direction.¡±


    She calmed herself only to discover that Brendan was quiet. She could still feel the intense oppressive


    feeling radiating from the man next to her, and it was apparent that he was still furious.


    Deirdre was frustrated. She thought about the party but could not figure out why.


    It was truly difficult to figure out Brendan''s temperament.


    They kept quiet all the way to the hotel. Brendan walked in front while she followed behind. However,


    Brendan kept a pace that was in line with hers even when he was furious. Deirdre made up her mind to


    speak when they got into the elevator.


    "Brendan, will you tell me why you''ve been angry all the way here?"


    She thought that she had handled the party''s incident perfectly.


    Even though she couldn''t care less about Brendan''s feelings, it was apparent that they could not treat


    each other coldly in view of their current rtionship.


    "Are you trying to appease me?¡± Brendan looked at her out of the corner of his eye in surprise.


    A momentter, he recovered from his surprise, and his voice turned cold abruptly. "Are you scared


    that I won''t agree to get a divorce after the Eastgene trip?"


    Deirdre tilted her head to the side when he read her mind. She asked instead of answering, "I don''t


    understand why you are angry. Hasn''t the incident at the party been dealt with perfectly?¡±


    Brendan''s gaze dimmed. ¡®The incident at the party was dealt with perfectly, but how about you?¡±


    "Me?" Deirdre was stunned for a moment.


    In the next moment, Brendan tilted her chin and scrutinized her left swollen cheek with cold eyes. He


    felt his chest burning with anger. "Did you really deal with the incident of you being bullied properly?"

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    Chapter 594 Who Are You Cooking For?


    "You were only lucky that Den noticed that in a timely manner. What if Den hadn''t noticed in time?


    You should have told me at once when something so risky happened so I could deal with it. I Know


    howto make the man regret his action for the rest of his life better than you, yet what happened in the


    end?"


    Deirdre batted her eyshes and lowered her eyes ever so slightly while she listened to the man


    recounting his worries.


    "All you gave me are lies and deceit. You treat me and your identity like a joke. You still choose to lie


    even when I''ve seen through your lie. Do you feel that I''m of no help to you, or do you just don¡¯t take


    me seriously?¡±


    Deirdre felt her throat burning. "I feel that I shouldn''t trouble you."


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    In the next moment, she furrowed her eyebrows tightly.


    Brendan exerted strength in his fingers, and she inhaled sharply from the pain.


    "Shouldn''t trouble me? Who gives you the right to think that you''re troubling me?" Brendan said in a


    loud and clear voice.


    Deirdre¡¯s pupils constricted when she heard him saying, "Deirdre, I will never allow my wife to be


    bullied like this, and I will never allow the offender to remain atrge, regardless of whether we''re


    getting a divorce. It happened once today, but don''t let it happen again, and don''t let me be thest to


    know.¡±


    Upon saying that, the elevator door opened, and Brendan walked out gracefully, leaving Deirdre


    behind. She felt suffocated by the weight on her chest.


    ¡®So, the reason behind Brendan''s anger on the way to the hotel was that I hid this incident from him?¡¯


    She was under the assumption that Brendan did not care and couldn''t care less. On the other hand,


    Deirdre began to scrutinize Brendan once after hearing his opinion earlier.


    Yet, she calmed down quickly when she came to realize something.


    She realized that it was only possibly his eagerness to excel at performing his husbandly duty onest


    time and nothing else. If he really did regard her as his wife, why would he send someone to torment


    her cruelly and ruin her in prison?


    "Come."


    Deirdre lowered her gaze and walked out of the elevator bit by bit.


    In the Kings'' Manse, Laura was bustling about when Cillian walked into the kitchen in his silk pajamas.


    His expression turned cold when he saw her cooking soup.


    "Who are you cooking for?¡±


    ¡®Why are you here?¡± Laura felt her heart racing.


    Cillian repeated himself by saying, "Who are you cooking for?"


    Laura''s eyes were tainted with a tinge of fear. She turned off the stove and said softly, "For you, of


    course. I was nning on serving it to you in your study..."


    A loud pnded on Laura''s face. Cillian was furious. "How dare you try to deceive me, you b*tch?"


    Laura covered her face, her eyes reddened with tears, "I''m not, Cillian!¡±


    ¡®You''re not?¡± Cillian pulled her hair. "I have never enjoyed having soup, and even the cleaningdy at


    home knows about that, but you don''t? On the contrary, Den loves having soup. I bet you¡¯re cooking


    specially for him, right? You two-faced b*tch!¡±


    Cillian was burning with fury. He pulled Laura¡¯s hair and dunked her head into the sink. At the next


    moment, someone grabbed his arm strongly.


    ¡®Who''s that!?" Cillian turned his head in anger and saw the person clearly. His eyes were tainted with


    scorn and mockery. "I was just thinking about who was being such a busybody at home. So, it turns out


    to be my kind brother. What''s going on? This is between your sister-inw and me. Are you going to


    join the fun as well?"


    Laura looked at Den in a manner that was begging him to leave.


    Den loosened his grip slowly and clenched his fists tightly. ¡®You¡¯ve misunderstood, Cillian. I felt it


    would be inappropriate if Laura showed up with an injury on her face. We are expecting guests


    tomorrow, after all. It''s going to make the family look like a fool.¡±

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    Chapter 595


    Chapter 595 He Is a Lunatic


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    "Are you afraid that the family will make a fool of itself, or are you worried that you''ll feel for her?¡± Cillian


    tutted and said, "It''s a waste that she is already your sister-inw, even if you feel for her. She is a toy


    that I can fumble with when I like while you can''t eveny a finger on her!"


    "Cillian..." All of Laura''s blood drained from her face. "Don''t say that."


    "What''s wrong with me saying that? Could it be that everything I said was false?¡± Cillian said in an


    arrogant tone and provocatively stared at Den.


    Den looked away and did not speak. He turned around to get himself water when Cillian said


    unexpectedly, "You''re acquainted with that McKinnon girl, right?¡±


    Before Den could answer, Cillian said with narrowed eyes, "You didn''t react for the slightest bit back


    then, yet you didn''t mind offending Ronan just to help a girl you''re not acquainted with?"


    Cillian still remembered clearly when Den ran into the room to find Laura and him on the same bed.


    He had assumed Den would be frantic, but thetter actually left without turning back. Den left


    Eastgene for three whole years and only reached out via one phone call during his absence.


    Cillian was wondering whether Den still loved Laura more than he showed it.


    Laura bit her lower lip tightly while Den took a sip of water and said, "I couldn''t do anything back


    then because you''re my brother, but Ronan is a nobody."


    "I''ve never felt like you regard me as your brother over the years." Cillian said sarcastically, "All in all,


    you treat Miss McKinnon rather well. Don''t tell me that you''ve fallen for her?"


    Den did not speak, yet the phone in Gillian''s pocket rang. He pulled it out of his pocket and checked


    the caller ID before ordering Laura to go upstairs. Then, he made his way to the balcony on the right.


    "Hello." He picked up the call. ¡°How is the situation?"


    Wynne spoke through his gritted teeth, ¡°Mr. King, Brendan Brighthall is a full -on lunatic. Do you know


    what he did? He had actually exposed Ronan''s solicitation with prostitutes and drug usage. Brendan


    has not only gotten Ronan in trouble but not even Mystic Midnight was spared. The police shut down


    the ce tonight!"


    "¡®What!?"


    Ronan and Mystic Midnight coborated closely with Cillian. Brendan''s act was equal to getting rid of


    his trusted subordinate.


    Gillian''s expression turned unpleasant instantly. "Is there a way to turn this thing around?"


    Wynne said anxiously, "No! There¡¯s no telling where he got the evidence, so everything we do now will


    be futile! The Brighthall Group also coborates with Ronan. Isn''t he putting himself in trouble as well?


    Why would he do that for a woman?"


    Gillian''s gaze was dim. He would find Wynne''s description exaggerated before this, but after


    experiencing the incident during the party, he knew that Brendan was capable of doing this.


    Brendan treasured Deirdre. When Brendan discovered that someone bullied Deirdre, the thought of


    Brendan¡¯s gaze still sent a shiver down Gillian''s spine.


    ¡®What''s with Mystic Midnight, then? It will be fine if Ronan is destroyed, but how did Mystic Midnight


    offend Brendan?"


    "Brendan found out that the owner of Mystic Midnight had picked up Ronan and considered both of


    them aplices. No matter how powerful Mystic Midnight is, it is still subjected tow enforcement.


    The evidence in Brendan''s possession is too strong. Even if Mystic Midnight can be salvaged, it''s going


    to take half a year."


    Upon saying that, Wynne could not refrain from adding, "Brendan is quite the devil himself. It''s no


    wonder Den refuses to be associated with him anymore. He isn¡¯t afraid of offending the Lanes for


    just a measly woman. He behaves like a lunatic when he goes against Mystic Midnight!"

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    Chapter 596


    Chapter 596 Invitation From the Kings


    "He has been a lunatic from the start!" Cillian scolded in anger before he ordered Wynne, "Handle the


    projects that we''re coborating on with Ronan first by getting someone to take over as soon as


    possible. As for Mystic Midnight, I''ll reach out to my connections to help as much as I can.


    "Sure!"


    "As for Brendan..." Cillian suddenly remembered something, turned around to look in the direction of


    the living room, and found Den sitting alone. His gaze dimmed abruptly, and a sharp glint glistened


    in his eyes.


    ¡°Leave it to me."


    The next day, the news of Ronan''s detainment reached Deirdre''s ears. She did not look into it on


    purpose, but it caused such a hugemotion that the news was reporting it as soon as she turned on


    the television.


    Mystic Midnight was in trouble as well.


    Deirdre was well aware of who did this.


    She felt rather surprised and found it slightly strange. When Brendan got out of the bathroom, she


    asked, "Mr. Lane''s case, did you do it?¡±


    Brendan furrowed his eyebrows involuntarily upon hearing the name." Hmm."


    "How about Mystic Midnight, then?"


    "Same."


    Deirdre lowered her gaze. "What is your motive?"


    Before Brendan could answer, she said, "It''s not just to punish Mr. Lane, right? I believe that you may


    have other motives.


    Otherwise, you didn''t have to go as far as to get Mystic Midnight involved as well."


    Brendan took two more nces at Deirdre. He did it not only to punish Ronan but also to pave the way


    for Den. The incident gave him a very good excuse to do that, albeit it was too advanced.


    He did not answer the question, but his phone on the table rang. He checked the caller ID and put the


    call on speaker. "Mr. King.¡±


    Deirdre raised her head abruptly to look in the phone''s direction.


    Gillian¡¯s eagerly solicitousughter came from the speaker. "Are you still in Eastgene, Mr. Brighthall?¡±


    "Yes. I haven''t managed to get around to buying flight tickets. Why?"


    "That''s wonderful.¡± Cillian said, "My parents are deeply grateful for Miss McKinnon''s help with the Kings


    during the party, and they would like to express their gratitude in person by having you and Miss


    McKinnon over for a meal tomorrow. I wonder if you have the time to do that?"


    ¡°Tomorrow, huh?"


    "Yes." Cillian smiled. "Our families had a rather close rtionship from the start. We should just find


    time in our busy lives to gather and use this opportunity to wee you to Eastgene with a meal. What


    do you think, Mr. Brighthall?"


    Brendan furrowed his eyebrows tightly. He still had affairs to handle for the time being, so he would not


    be returning to Neve within a short period of time. Hence, it would be inappropriate for him to decline Ci


    llian''s invitation.


    He could only ask hesitantly, "Will Den be there?¡±


    Yes." Cillian immediately said, "However, the boy doesn''t enjoy showing himself in public, so I figure he


    will only join the meal when it''s time. If you¡¯re not fond of him, I''ll ensure he doesn''t join the meal by


    then. What do you think, Mr. Brighthall?"


    Brendan said coldly, "Forget it. You should do it on purpose, so he won''t feel I''m targeting him. We are


    only strangers.¡±


    "Yes, yes, yes," said Cillian. "Shall I send someone to pick you two up tomorrow, then?"


    "Sure. I''ll send you the address."


    After hanging up the call, Brendan''s movements of tying his tie slowed down.


    Deirdre could feel that something was off about the invitation.


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    It would be too pretentious for Cillian to use the words ¡®deeply grateful¡¯ because he should hate her for


    ruining his n.


    Yet, they could not figure out a more suitable answer within a short period. As such, they could only


    regard the invitation as Cillian trying to connect with Brendan to form a close rtionship.


    After all, it would be better to make Brendan an ally than an enemy. Meanwhile, the doorbell of the


    hotel room suddenly rang.

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    Chapter 597


    Chapter 597 I''ll Protect You


    Deirdre was distracted from her thoughts. She was about to get up when Brendan took the lead to


    open the door and saw the bellboy standing at the door.


    The bellboy smiled and said respectfully, "Hello, Mr. Brighthall. Our hotel is organizing a party at the


    pool. The scenery there is amazing. Our manager sent me to inquire whether you''re interested in


    having dinner there. We can book a reservation for you."


    "Party?"


    Yes, it''s a fun event that we organize once every six months."


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    Brendan turned his head to take a nce at Deirdre. It was bad for her to stay in the room frequently,


    and she needed to walk around more often, so he nodded.


    "Book a reservation for me tonight. I''ll be there."


    Brendan and Deirdre headed to the pool area during dinner time.


    They were very quiet all the time when they had nothing else to talk about. Even when they were


    seated at their seats and listening to others chatting leisurely, Deirdre did not have the desire to speak.


    She abided by Brendan''s order to eat out but did not wish to get involved further.


    After the meals were served, Brendan started a topic of conversation.


    "What do you think about Gillian''s invitation to Kings Manse tomorrow?"


    Deirdre raised her head in surprise. She could not see the man''s face clearly with her vision, nor could


    she figure out from the tone of his voice if he was teasing her on purpose or was seeking her opinion


    sincerely.


    She forked her pasta and said, ¡°I don¡¯t know Gillian''s conduct well enough, but I believe he should hate


    me after the party''s incident. There can only be two possibilities for him to extend the invitation out of


    nowhere. It can either be he has an ill- intentioned motive, or he''s purely trying to draw you over to his


    side.¡±


    Brendan agreed with the two possibilities. He said, "Are you scared if it''s the first possibility?"


    ¡®What should I be scared of?¡±


    "If he is ill-intentioned, he will be targeting you.¡± Brendan''s eyes were overwhelmed withplicated


    emotions. "Aren''t you scared that you''ll be in trouble?¡±


    Deirdre took a bite of the pasta and smiled nonchntly. "It would be impossible for me not to be


    scared of an unscrupulous man like Gillian. However, I think that he won¡¯t take action on me so openly


    in your presence. As long as it doesn''t affect my safety, there''s nothing to be afraid of.¡±


    Brendan''s gaze turned gentle. He rapidly took a sip of the liquor to return his face to its prior coldness.


    "I''ll protect you."


    Deirdre was stunned.


    It was his promise to set her mind at ease.


    Her soft lips moved, but she could not bring herself to say "Thank you". On the contrary, she changed


    the topic of conversation and said, "Are you going to coborate with Gillian?"


    Brendan paused for a moment. ¡®Why do you ask?"


    "It''s very apparent that Gillian is leaning toward coborating with you. Are you going to choose to work


    with Gillian because of Den? After all, this is the best, quickest way to take revenge on Den,¡±


    Deirdre said with delight. In truth, she was worried about this matter for a long time.


    If Brendan were to work with Gillian, Den would not be able to make hiseback anymore.


    Brendan scrutinized Deirdre''s minute change of expression. His wlessly handsome face was


    nonchnt, and his legs were crossed. Instead of answering her question, he asked, "So, are you


    trying to talk me out of coborating with Gillian?¡±


    "Gillian¡¯s willingness to make a move on his younger brother without any concern for the family''s


    reputation signifies he has no one else in his heart other than himself. You might benefit from the


    coboration with him within a short period, but he will never form a bond with you and can easily turn


    his back on you.¡±


    Brendan smirked. ¡®You do make feasible spections, but it''s not enough to convince me. What if I am


    looking for short-term gains?"

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    Chapter 598


    Chapter 598 She Was Supposed to Be in That Girl''s Position!


    Deirdre took a deep breath and said, "I can''t convince you then."


    "You can convince me,¡± Brendan said in a meaningful tone. "Use the advantage that you take the most


    pride in."


    Deirdre¡¯s expression froze on her face.


    On the other side, Joan Wood and friends were chatting by the poolside. She took a nce past the


    man before she realized she could not take her eyes off him.


    She was feeling blue initially and had agreed to her friend''s invitation to join the party. She attempted to


    recall but could not remember anyone mentioning Brendan Brighthall¡¯s presence here.


    She became distracted instantly. Could it be that it was fated for them not to end their rtionship so


    rashly?


    "Joan, what are you looking at? You''re so distracted that you don''t even respond when I talk to you.¡±


    "Precisely. Everyone is here to keep youpany and cheer you up. Why are you so distracted when


    you''re the main character?"


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    Joan was jolted back to reality. "I¡¯m sorry, I didn¡¯t hear what you said.¡±


    "Didn''t hear me? What''s going on with you? You haven''t even heard what I told you, are you distracted


    because you saw something?"


    Joan wanted to deny it, but her gazended on Deirdre, who was seated opposite Brendan. She felt


    her chest tighten and bit her lower lip in displeasure.


    She was supposed to be in that girl''s position!


    She looked in Brendan''s direction and said, "I saw an acquaintance suddenly, and that person had


    attended the Kings¡¯ party previously as well."


    The people invited to the Kings¡¯ party were mostly influential and reputable figures, and the Woods had


    only made it to the guest list with great effort. Of course, Joan''s friends had not made it to the invitation


    list.


    Their interest in the man was piqued upon hearing Joan''s remark. They immediately looked in the


    direction that Joan was pointing at.


    In the next moment, their eyesnded on Brendan¡¯s wlessly handsome face, and their eyes lit up


    without exception.


    ¡®This man is exquisite. Is he from the entertainment industry? Why haven''t I seen him before? He''s so


    good-looking! He looks arrogant, cold, yet graceful, and he is much more good-looking than any other


    man I''ve met!"


    "He looks like hees from an influential family because his watch alone costs a few thousand


    dors.


    "Who is that? Those invited to the Kings¡¯ party are no ordinary people, especially when he is so young.


    Who is he?"


    The crowd of people could not hold back their excitement as if they had unearthed a treasure.


    Someone muttered, "Joan is so picky on usual days, so this man is one in a million for her. Why haven''t


    you got on with him yet?"


    "Stop joking.¡± Joan said softly, "I''m not worthy, and I don¡¯t have the intention to."


    "Not worthy? Is there a person who the Woods'' heiress is not worthy of?" The crowd of people inhaled


    sharply, including Zinerva Cole. She was staring straight at Brendan without looking away.


    "Joan, are you joking with us?"


    "I''m not. He really is no ordinary person,¡± Joan said softly. "He''s Brendan Brighthall. Have you ever


    heard of him?¡±


    "Brendan Brighthall!" The few people inhaled sharply and became excited.¡¯ ls he Brendan Brighthall


    from Neve? The CEO of the Brighthall Group? Oh my God! What brings him to Eastgene?"


    "It''s extraordinary for a person like him to visit Eastgene!"


    Joan said, "He is here for the Kings¡¯ party, and I found out when my father introduced me to him.¡±


    "Your father introduced the both of you? So, are you going to date him?" Zinerva was growing slightly


    restless.


    She knew they would not be able to get someone Joan was determined to get.


    "How can that be possible?¡± Joan feigned her carefree attitude. "I''m not interested in men who are


    older than me.¡±


    "Really? That''s a waste.¡±


    Zinerva imed it was a waste, yet her eyes were brimming with excitement. She was eager to have a


    try!

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    Chapter 599


    Chapter 599 Convince Me


    After all, that man was Brendan Brighthall!


    Apart from having no concern about living a good life after marrying him, she would be respected and


    envied by others no matter where she was. She would not need to suck up to the Woods, be


    subservient to Joan, and live on Joan¡¯s leftovers.


    "It''s no pity. My family still has a strong hold in Eastgene without Brendan,¡± said Joan. "I hope that one


    of you can get on with Brendan. We''re besties, so we can help out each other when one of us marries


    Brendan. It''s a waste that..." She heaved a sigh.


    ¡°It''s a waste what?" Zinerva¡¯s interest was piqued, and she grew restless in her heart when she heard


    Joan''s sigh.


    "It''s a waste that Brendan is already in a rtionship.¡± Joan looked toward Deirdre. "It''s the woman


    seated opposite Brendan. She''s beautiful, isn''t she? She is a nobody and blind. Yet, she managed to


    make Brendan take her to an upper-ss party just with her beauty. He is very affectionate to her."


    Zinerva stared at Deirdre''s face closely.


    ¡®She is beautiful, but there are countless beautiful women in this world. How did she get so lucky?


    ¡®Inparison, I''m no worse than her. Moreover, she is blind!¡¯


    She grew jealous in her heart, and so were the others. They could not refrain fromining,


    "There''s nothing impressive about her. She can seduce a 40-year-old man with her beauty, but


    Brendan is truly out of her league."


    Joan''s eyes glistened with an unknown glint. She heaved a sigh and said, "I find that there''s nothing


    impressive about this woman as well, and she''s not half as beautiful as all of you. Yet, Brendan dotes


    on her and spoils her.


    I figured that she is good at pretending and feigning a good image for herself.¡±


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    "Who is incapable of feigning a good image? I think she is lucky that she met Brendan earlier than us.


    If I were to meet him first, perhaps I''d be the one being spoiled."


    Joan nodded. "You''re right. I think so too. If her image is ruined, such as letting Brendan see her after


    she falls into the water, I figure that Brendan¡¯s impression of her will be ruinedpletely. By then, all


    of you can show up looking amazing. Even I''d choose you if I were Brendan."


    Zinerva seemed to be enlightened upon hearing Joan''s remark. Her beautiful eyesnded on


    Brendan''s face and glowed with a confident glint.


    "You can convince me... Use the advantage that you take the most pride in.¡¯


    Deirdre¡¯s expression froze as soon as Brendan made the remark.


    Brendan sniggered. "I''m only teasing you. I''m not interested in you. I''m not nning on coborating


    with Cillian, either. I''m not fond of Ci llian''s character. Moreover, I can do it myself if I want to take


    revenge on Delcan."


    "Is that so?" Deirdre was relieved instantly. She felt ashamed of her thoughts earlier because she


    assumed Brendan was about to make exaggerated requests again.


    ¡°It will be great if you don¡¯t work with Cillian."


    Upon saying that, she lowered her head and ate her meal in small bites.


    Brendan''s phone vibrated, and he saw the caller ID. He stood up subconsciously and said, ¡°I¡¯m going


    to take a call outside. I''ll be back soon. Wait for me here.¡±


    "Hmm."


    Deirdre nodded. Brendan left with quickened steps.


    She found it strange that he would walk so far away just to take a call.


    Perhaps it was just a call that he could not allow others to overhear. Deirdre did not pay too much


    attention to the matter. She seized the opportunity to pull her phone out of her pocket during this


    period.


    Her phone had beenpletely silent for two whole days. She could not see the missed calls or text


    messages on her phone, so she could not tell if she had missed Kyran''s call while she was at the party.

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    Chapter 600


    Chapter 600 Kyran Is Me


    ¡®That must be it. Kyran wouldn''t be gone for two days in a row.¡¯


    She wanted to seek the help of a waitress to check on the text messages on her phone, but she raised


    her head to find a woman with a slim figure walking into her visual field.


    ¡°Hello.¡± Deirdre got up and passed the phone to the woman. "Would you please help me check if there


    are any missed calls on my phone? I''m blind and can''t see it.¡±


    She spoke in a pleading tone, but the person did not respond at all.


    Deirdre could not help feeling dejected and forced a smile. ¡°I''m sorry for troubling you.¡±


    She walked away in an attempt to seek help from a waitress when Brendan was away. She had just


    walked past the woman when she tripped over a foot in high heels that suddenly extended under her.


    Soon afterward, she felt her body being shoved forward and lost her bnce before toppling into the


    water instantly.


    The intense, ferocious feeling of drowning overwhelmed her. Her body sunk into the icy cold pool water


    while the panic of being in darkness overpowered her like a rope tightening around her neck. She


    struggled frantically, yet she could not scream out for help. On the contrary, the water surging into her


    mouth was choking her.


    She felt suffocated and cold.


    Deirdre¡¯s breathing was weakening bit by bit.


    Brendan came back to find a woman who looked simr to Deirdre struggling in the water. On the other


    hand, her seat was empty.


    His eyes widened with anger instantly, and he dived into the pool without any hesitation.


    ¡°Deirdre! Deirdre McKinnon!"


    He exhausted every ounce of strength he had to swim to the woman and scoop her out of the pool. He


    could not be bothered about maintaining his image or that his expensive suit was a mess.


    Joan''s face turned pale.


    The staff members were about to get into the water, yet Brendan still chose to jump in. He was carrying


    so many expensive items on his body.¡¯ Does he not care about his phone and watch? Or is he


    incapable of thinking about anything else other than to save Deirdre?*


    Deirdre recovered from the brink of death when she could finally breathe air. She coughed ferociously


    and felt her lungs burning with pain as if they were sliced open with a knife.


    Brendan swam with her to thend. Deirdre could not refrain from feeling nauseous and vomited as


    soon as she got to the ground. Her body was frozen stiff, and her mind went nk from the cold.


    "Are you alright?" Brendan wiped away the water droplets on her face.


    There was only deep concern in his dark eyes. "Should we go to a hospital?¡±


    Deirdre shook her head. She raised the phone she was clutching tightly to show Brendan by the time


    she regained her strength to speak.


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    Brendan said with a frown, "What is it?¡±


    "The... The phone...¡± Deirdre gasped for air loudly. Even though her face was already ghastly pale, she


    was only focused on one thing.


    "Tell me, is it damaged?"


    Brendan''s expression was unpleasant as he looked at the water-damaged phone. He clutched


    Deirdre¡¯s weak, skinny arm and said, "Deirdre! You almost died, but all you care about is your phone?"


    Deirdre felt as if her throat was on fire and coughed violently. She managed to soothe her throat with


    great effort and endured the pain radiating from her arm. She said stubbornly, ¡®Tell me, is it damaged?"


    Brendan said through his gritted teeth, "It''s damaged."


    The disappointment in Deirdre¡¯s eyes could not be concealed. Her body was shivering in the cold, but


    all she said was, "I won''t be able to take his call anymore. I won''t be able to take his call anymore...¡±


    Brendan felt as if his chest would burst with anger. He wished that he could tell Deirdre, "I am him! The


    man you think about all day long, the man named Kyran Reed, is me! He is right beside you! He is right


    in front of you!¡±


    Still, his senses forced him to hold back the urge.


    It was because he was well aware that Deirdre would give him a tight p if he were to say that. He


    was scared of seeing Deirdre''s hateful gaze because it would make his heart bleed.

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    Chapter 601


    Chapter 601 Who Did This!?


    Brendan calmed down a little and took the phone.


    ¡°I¡¯ll get it fixed.¡±


    A change finally shadowed Deirdre''s frozen, mortified face. A sh of surprise briefly lit up in her


    ssy, unseeing eyes before she hung her head and whispered, ¡®Thank you."


    It came from the bottom of her heart. The phone meant way too much to her.


    Brendan could onlyugh at himself. He was pushing her to be closer to his own alter ego! Even if... he


    had always been like this.


    The waiter quickly brought a dry towel and coat. Brendan took them and wrapped the coat around


    Deirdre¡¯s head, making sure that the bitter cold would not get to her.


    And that was thest of any softness in his expression. Almost immediately, he scanned the


    surroundings with a piercing, vindictive re. "Who was it? Who did it?"


    Someone among the crowd said, "She probably fell inside the pool by herself, right? I mean, she can''t


    see. I wouldn''t think it¡¯s that surprising."


    "Yea. It''s a given for someone like her, right?¡±


    Brendan knew better than that. He knew the kind of person Deirdre was. She was always careful with


    where she stepped-her eyes might still be in poor sight, but they were still better thanplete


    blindness and allowed her to seerge objects. She would have never fallen into the water by herself.


    Someone did it to her.


    "I''m giving the culprit onest chance to confess. On a count of three, if nobody''s going to stand up and


    admit to their fault by the count of three, I''ll immediately ask for records from the surveince camera


    above. Let me be very clear. I''ll show no mercy to the culprit the moment I find you."


    The air in the room seemed to have gelled in the chill. The frigid vindictiveness caused everyone''s skin


    to crawl. He began counting down.


    ¡®Three.


    Two.¡±


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    "I-lt was me."


    Zinerva Cole stepped out of the crowd. She was worried that the camera would easily show her to be


    the one who got close to Deirdre, but it was really primarily motivated by a desire to be noticed.


    Sure, the fact that Brendan threw himself into the water without hesitance made it seem like he loved


    her a lot, but that b*tch was all wet and pathetic now, okay? Compared to Zinerva''s impable exterior


    and bearing, Deirdre was like a rock ced side-by- side with a gemstone.


    What if Brendan became smitten with her? What if her beauty implored him to reduce her sentence? It


    was not like none of that had ever happened before. She had cashed in her beauty and gotten


    forgiveness and mercy way too many times in the past. And this time, it was not going to be any


    different.


    "I didn''t mean it," she exined coyly. "Miss McKinnon was in a hurry, so she brushed past me. She


    could not see me, so she got tangled with my heels and fell into the pool. I would have saved her if I


    knew how to swim, but since I don''t, all I could do was wait for the waiter to help.¡±


    Deirdre had been in mind-numbing shock since she was rescued, but the young woman''s words stirred


    her into reaction. Her eyes shifted.


    ¡®Liar.¡¯


    Deirdre clenched her hands into fists. If she had tripped over someone''s shoe, she would have


    admitted that it was all an ident. But she knew what she felt-someone pushing her on her waist.


    Brendan noticed the change in Deirdre''s face and shot daggers at Zinerva as though she was his


    assassination target. "An ident, you say?¡±


    ¡°Exactly!¡± The young woman did not even notice the danger looming in front of her. In fact, Brendan''s


    stare only made her feel even more bashful. Lowering her head, she added, "Miss McKinnon wasn''t


    watching where she was going, but it made me look like I''m the bad guy now. Sigh. I''m kinda the victim


    here.¡±


    A dangerous sheet of cier crystallized in Brendan''s eyes. "Will you look at that? Someone that is all


    dry and unharmed has the galls to call herself the victim! She tripped another person into the water, but


    somehow, she''s the victim of the person literally drowning a few minutes ago! If that isn''t shameless,


    then I don''t know what is.¡±


    ¡®S-Shameless?''


    Zinerva looked up in horror. Meeting Brendan''s re and the disgust in his eyes made her panic. "Wait,


    that¡¯s not what I meant, Mr. Brighthall ¡ª"


    "Can you stop yapping? This ce is freezing, and your bullsh*t isn''t making it any better!" Brendan


    snarled, his every word punctuated with force. His eyes shifted briefly to the biting surface of the pool.


    "Jump." Zinerva''s face was drained of all colors.


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    Chapter 602


    Chapter 602 Why Is He So Important?


    "Either you jump, or your family business is wiped out of the face of this city. Your call,¡± Brendan


    sneered. He pulled Deirdre even closer in his arms and smirked. ¡°I bet someone who knows I''m a


    Brighthall would also know who I am, right? I can destroy a small-frypany with a snap of my finger,


    so maybe don''t try my patience.¡±


    "N-No, Mr. Brighthall! No!¡± Zinerva pleaded, rmed.


    Deirdre had almost died just now because nobody helped. Judging by Brendan''s tone, nobody would


    dare to even rescue


    Zinerva unless he allowed them to! "I can''t swim, Mr. Brighthall- I''ll die if I go down there! Please, show


    some mercy! It was just an ident!"


    Brendan''s tone was as frigid as permafrost. ¡®Three. Two."


    Zinerva¡¯s lips trembled. Everything she had worked hard for-her image, her reputation, everything-was


    going to ruins. If news of this got out... she would be the joke of the circle. She could kiss her


    dream of bing a socialite goodbye!


    But Brendan would punish her family''spany if she refused to jump!


    Zinerva had never been so devastated by regret in her life. Then, before Brendan counted to one¡ªshe


    took the leap, nerves frazzled.


    The ssh she made causedughter to erupt from the bystanders. She iled, struggling to keep


    herself afloat, and screamed at the top of her lungs, "Help me! Help me, Joan! Joan Wood!"


    Malice colored Joan''s eyes. This idiot tried to rat her out at this hour!?


    "Joan Wood, huh?" Brendan narrowed his eyes. What a familiar name. It suddenly urred to him that


    this was the name Den had mentioned in their call earlier. While Ronan¡¯s drunken intrusion into the


    women''s washroom was made to look like an ident, Brendanter learned that someone had told


    him where the washroom was in the first ce.


    That someone? Joan Wood.


    One could call it a coincidence if it happened once. But the fact that she was here when the second


    incident was happening? Brendan''s expression darkened.


    Deirdre should not be outside any minute longer. Drawing her into his arms, they left under the


    commotion Zinerva¡¯s shrieks made. The staff only dared to rescue her after Brendan vanished from


    sight. By that point, the young woman had lost at least five years out of her life to trauma. All she could


    do was sob.


    Joan disappeared into the crowd, quietly shaken by the look on Brendan''s face.


    The first thing Brendan did after they returned to the hotel was to kick the bathroom door open and fill


    the tub with hot water. He then quickly moved to undress Deirdre, who snapped back to her senses as


    soon as he removed the first button.


    ¡°I can do it myself!"


    She pressed her clothes against her chest as hard as she could, obviously not letting the man sneak


    even an inch of a peek. He could only look away and murmur, ¡°Be careful not to slip. There¡¯s a clean


    towel on the rack... Excuse me."


    Deirdre waited until he was gone to remove her wet clothes and submerge herself into the weing


    embrace of a warm bath.


    When she was finally feeling better, she climbed out, put on a bathrobe, and stepped out of the


    bathroom.


    Brendan was checking on phone models on the balcony to no avail. He heard the bathroom door


    opening and strode in from the balcony.


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    "Any sign of difort?¡±


    She shook her head. "I''m feeling better."


    Worry was practically scrawling all over Brendan''s features, yet he had to harden his tone to suit his


    role. "Speak up if you feel under the weather, so we can at least get you a doctor as soon as possible.


    Thest thing I want is for you to be in anything less than perfect health when we visit the Kings


    tomorrow. Don''t embarrass me."


    "I won''t.¡± The corner of Deirdre¡¯s lips twitched. "About my phone...¡±


    "I''ll have someone repair it. Don''t worry."


    She felt her heart finally at ease.


    A pang of glum shot into Brendan''s chest. The only thing she seemed to have cared about ever since


    she had returned to her room was that phone. It was as if her entire heart and soul were in there. She


    could not live without it.


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    Chapter 603


    Chapter 603 You Invited Someone Over, Didn''t You?


    ¡°Thank you.¡± Deirdre pulled her cor taut around her neck and cast her eyes to the floor. Her voice


    was soft. "For both helping to repair my phone and saving me from drowning.¡±


    Brendan was far from a good, decent man and was no stranger to all kinds of unforgivable


    transgressions. But at the very least, Deirdre¡¯s gratitude was sincere at this moment. He had saved her


    life.


    "It''s nothing.¡± Brendan considered the young woman''s pale, half traumatized and fought the urge to just


    pull her into aforting cuddle. "Don''t worry about it. Anyone who dares to touch a single hair on your


    head will all get it. If everything goes exactly as I thought, Zinerva Cole''s life in Eastgene is finished."


    Deirdre couldn''t care less. Neither did she try to talk Brendan out of it. She simply nodded and said,


    "Okay."


    "Get some rest,¡± he said as she started toward the door. "I''ll see you tomorrow."


    Deirdre was taken aback. Raising her head, she blurted out, "Wait, did you ?9


    "My room is next door. If you need anything, you''re wee to ask for help."


    ¡®Brendan... actually decided to move into a room of his own?¡¯


    This waspletely out of Deirdre''s expectations. She clenched her hands into fists.


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    Soon after Brendan left, she sat on the edge of her bed for a moment before searching for the hotel


    phone. The front desk receptionist answered her call. "How can I help you?"


    "I..." Deirdre took a deep breath. "C-Can I borrow your phone to make a call?"


    The receptionist was clearly not anticipating that. She had heard of customers asking them to purchase


    something of a certain brand or demanding they provide them with things that were out of season. But


    asking for their phone to make a call?


    ¡°W-What!?*


    "My phone fell into the water and was busted. So I need a phone to call a friend, to... tell him I''m alright.


    May I?"


    The receptionist reeled out of her shock and replied courteously, "No problem, ma¡¯am! Wait a moment,


    okay? I''ll have one of my staff members bring one to you."


    ¡°Thank you so much."


    She returned to her seat and waited with all the patience she could summon. It was hard-anxiety and


    anticipation were gnawing on her mind.


    A few minutester, she heard the doorbell. She leaped to her feet and lurched at the doorknob, but as


    soon as she opened it, Brendan''s unmistakable scent greeted her, and she froze.


    "Sorry. I left a document here."


    "Document?"


    "Yes." He suddenly frowned. ¡°What''s with that face? You look disappointed to see me behind the door.


    Who were you waiting for?"


    Deirdre shook her head hard. "No one."


    "No one?¡± Brendan parroted as his face turned stormy. He took a step closer, looming. "I think I''ve told


    you before, McKinnon. You always have your heart on your sleeves. Always. I can read everything


    from your face, and that face you had just now showed that you were waiting for something. So, let me


    get this straight. As soon as I left you to rest in your room, you invited someone to meet you here?¡±


    Deirdre parted her lips wide and still could not gather any convincing defense. Her face turned as white


    as a sheet.


    Just then, the hotel staff appeared. "Hey, good-¡±


    Brendan turned, his eyes falling upon the man. A storm shadowed his gaze until he noticed the man¡¯s


    uniform.


    ¡®Oh, a bellboy.¡¯ His expression rxed a little. "Why are you here?"


    The bellboy had felt a jolt of shiver traveling through his spine when Brendan looked at him. Frantically,


    he exined, ¡°I, uh, was told that one of our guests needed a phone."


    "Phone?"


    "That''s right. A woman who''s staying here called the hotel line and requested a phone to call her friend,


    right?"


    It was all Brendan needed to understand what was going on. He turned his eyes back to Deirdre with


    new but unfathomable sentiments in those ck pupils. "You asked for a phone?¡±


    Deirdre clenched her hands. ¡®Yes."

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    Chapter 604


    Chapter 604 I Just Want to Tell Kyran I''m Doing Fine


    "What is it for? To call that man?"


    Deirdre did not try to deny it. "I haven''t been in contact with him for a while by now, and with my phone


    going awry... I worry that he might try to call me and get no answer. So, I thought I had to call him first.


    Tell him I¡¯m doing fine.¡±


    Brendan''s thoughts began to sh with one another. The phone he used to roley Kyran was


    damaged as well when he dove into the pool. If Deirdre called it now, Brendan could not answer it. And


    Deirdre would definitely begin to imagine paranoia-fueling scenarios.


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    He turned to the bellboy. ¡°It''s alright. You can go now."


    The bellboy stiffened a little. "Uh, what about the phone?¡±


    ¡®Take it away.¡±


    Deirdre''s eyes trembled. Grabbing Brendan''s robe by his cor, she protested. "No, don''t do this. Just


    this one call, Brendan. One call. I just need to tell him my phone is busted. Please...¡±


    He frowned. "Have I ever stopped you from talking to that man, McKinnon? I''m not trying to drive a


    wedge between the two of you. I''m just asking, is this really the right time to call? He''s probably resting


    at this hour... as you should. Instead, just wait. I''ll give you your repaired phone tomorrow and let you


    talk to him then."


    "You mean it?"


    "I mean it,¡± reaffirmed Brendan. His piercing eyes showed resolve. "There isn''t a reason for me to bluff


    about something like this.¡±


    ¡°Okay.¡±


    "Good night.¡±


    He took his document, closed the door, and went into his room, not to take a breather but to get


    changed. When the receptionist saw him up and about, she was startled. "Mr. Brighthall! ls something


    keeping you up? How can we help?"


    "Where''s the nearest cell phone store around here?¡±


    "Cell phone store?¡± She thought for a moment. "Well, there are everywhere, aren''t they? But it''s pretty


    late now, sir. I don¡¯t know if any of them are open


    ¡®Tell me the location of every single one, and I''ll try all of them. I just need one to still be open at this


    hour.¡±


    The receptionist was dumbfounded. What the heck was up with Mr.


    Brighthall''s impatience? It was close to the middle of the night now, and the weather outside was


    downright windy and chilly. Still, she obliged and wrote some addresses for him.


    ¡®Thank you.¡± Brendan took it and began his journey.


    Most cell phone stores in the area were closed around 6:00 p.m. At a time like 10:30 p.m., most of the


    addresses simply led Brendan to locked doors after locked doors. It was only by the fifth location that


    he bumped into the owner, who had just gotten ready to shutter his store. Seeing a customer at this


    hour surprised him.


    "So, your phone''s damaged? Is anything important inside? Got to be, right? Or a man wouldn''t put up


    with this wind at thiste hour looking for us."


    "It''s very important,¡± replied Brendan. He pulled out Kyran''s phone. "Can this thing still be fixed?"


    The owner took out his tools and did a cursory examination. "Yeah. It isn¡¯t dead, that''s for sure. But I


    can''t fix it right now. You can collect it after three days."


    Three days? That was too long!


    Brendan''s eyebrows furrowed. ¡®Then get me a new phone and check my SIM card. See if it''s still


    operational."


    "Okey-dokey."


    The owner inserted Kyran¡¯s SIM card into the new phone and made a call. When it worked, he passed


    it back to Brendan. "Your baby''s alright.¡±


    Brendan produced Deirdre''s soaked phone. "What about this? Can you repair it?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s phone model was antiquated-it was the type that would malfunction the moment it was


    dropped into the water. It was also made from parts that were of less-than-ster quality, which was


    made apparent the moment the owner opened the phone up. His eyebrows were practically knitted


    together on his forehead.


    "I think you should just buy a new one instead of trying to resurrect this old one. It isn''t worth much


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    Chapter 605 He Went Out Last Night


    "Say if I choose to rece this phone with a new one... Do you sell the same model?¡±


    The owner shook his head and gave a helpless smile. "You''re asking me for an antique of a bygone


    era. The type that¡¯s only good for calling and texting and... nothing else. We don''t sell them anymore-


    nobody will buy them."


    Disappointment clouded Brendan¡¯s eyes. To a blind woman like Deirdre, a phone with fewer


    functionalities might be more helpful than the newfangled stuff on the market. Besides, if he reced


    her phone right now, she would have to relearn how to use it.


    She would not even know which button to press.


    "Fix it. I don''t care how much it costs. I just want it fixed.¡±


    "Whoa. Are you serious?¡± The owner was taken aback. This was an answer he did not expect at all.


    Still, he recovered from his shock quickly. "Okay, then. I''ll do my best. Leave it here with me. I''ll call


    your number when it''s done.¡±


    ¡°Thank you so much.¡±


    Even a full night''s sleep did not manage to repel Deirdre¡¯s headachepletely. Instinctively, she


    reached out to feel for her phone. Without it announcing the time, she had no idea what time it was.


    She quickly remembered that her phone had fallen into the water and was now in Brendan¡¯s hands.


    Sitting up, she climbed out of bed and changed into her dry clothes.


    She was sure Brendan should already be up by this hour. Yet, no one answered her after she knocked


    on his door. Was no one inside?


    She frowned. She made her way to the elevator and the front desk.


    "Mr. Brighthall? He should be in his room. I didn''t catch him leaving.¡±


    "Still in his room?" Deirdre parrotted incredulously. "But no one answered me when I knocked on his


    door multiple times.¡±


    The receptionist shed her a smile. "I guess he''s just too exhausted. He came backte."


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    Deirdre was confused.


    Excuse me?¡±


    "You didn¡¯t know? Mr. Brighthall went out into the streetst night and came back by 1:00 a.m. There


    was a drizzle, too, around that time, so by the time he was back, his hands were red and sore from the


    cold."


    "He really went outside?" Deirdre was stunned. "At that hour? For what?"


    "He was looking for cell phone stores, but at that hour? Most of them were already closed, I bet. He


    probably scouted for a long time before he finally found one. I mean, he went out at 10:00 p.m. and


    came back at 1:00 a.m. That''s probably self-exnatory, right?"


    "Cell phone store?¡± Deirdre was befuddled. Why did he even need a cell phone store for? Was he


    looking for someone to repair phones? But they had all the time in the world. He could have done it in


    the morning. Where was the need to rush?


    "Miss McKinnon? Would you like to get a room card for Mr. Brighthall¡¯s room? That way, you can check


    on him straight away."


    She thinned her lips. ¡°No. I''ll wait.¡±


    "Sure thing.¡±


    Deirdre took the elevator and made herselffortable on her bed. A whileter, she heard the bell.


    She rose and answered the door. It was Brendan. He was fatigued out of his mind and had to hold


    himself up with one hand on the wall while massaging his temples with his other.


    Deirdre could see his dark bags peering from under his eyes.


    Brendan''s head felt heavy. He had not had an ideal rest at all. Nheless, he said, "Sorry for waking


    upte. Are you ready?"


    Deirdre could hear the weariness in his voice and frowned. She nodded.¡± Yes."


    "Good. I''ll call my people. They should send your clothes over soon.¡±


    ¡°Okay.¡±


    Brendan made his way to the balcony to make his call. Even as it ended, he could feel his head


    throbbing without any sign of recovery, so he made his way to the couch and gave a long, hushed


    exhale.


    "I need a massage, Deirdre,¡± hemanded.


    Just like old times.


    Deirdre felt a little dazed. She reeled herself out of her stupor, but instead of making her way toward


    him, she simply replied pointedly, "Didn''t get enough sleep?¡±

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    Chapter 606


    Chapter 606 Just Like Old Times


    Brendan shot her a sideways nce. Deadpanned, he asked, "And how did you guess that?" "I


    knocked on your door a while ago, and no one answered, so I went to ask the front desk," answered


    Deirdre candidly. "She was the one who told me you went outst night."


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    Brendan shut his eyes tiredly. ¡®That''s true,¡± he said tly. "I went out."


    Deirdre sank into silence. She looked at him, her confusion growing as seconds crawled. Was he not


    going to exin himself? Exin why he went out?


    She took a deep breath and asked, ''The receptionist said you were looking for phone stores. Now, why


    would you do that?"


    He rested for a bit before twitching his lips into a smirk. "What answer are you hoping to gain,


    McKinnon?¡±


    Deirdre was stunned.


    "Do you want me to say, ¡®Oh, I went to look for a phone storete at night for your sake? Because I


    don''t want you to be sad anymore?¡¯ Or do you expect me to say, ¡®Because I really care for you!¡¯",


    hmm?¡±


    Deirdre was hard-pressed to answer him. If anything, she began to feel a small, but not insignificant,


    fire lighting up in her chest. She had not expected any of those answers at all!


    "Please, Mr. Brighthall. I know how little worth I hold in your heart, so don''t fret about me somehow


    misunderstanding you. It''s practically impossible for me to harbor any hope for decency in you! So rest


    easy. I didn''t think of any of those things,¡± she retorted firmly, her shots fired.


    It was Brendan¡¯s turn to fall silent. As he rested his fingers on the edge of the couch, he could see them


    trembling a little.


    "I just don''t understand the urgency." She continued. "Why did you have to go that extra length at all?¡±


    "Because my phone was busted too.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s frown finally rxed. ¡°Oh, so that''s why. Sorry about that."


    Brendan''s lips parted slightly. ¡®There¡¯s nothing to be sorry about. It was a willing rescue on my part. I


    have no regrets," he exined.


    "But I can''t live without my phone. I need to contact people, so I went outte at night. It was that


    urgent."


    Deirdre nodded.


    "I asked about your phone," he added. ¡®The repairman said it can be fixed, but he will need time.¡±


    ¡®Thank you,¡± she said. It came from the heart.


    "If you are grateful, then give me a head massage. My temples are hurting like crazy, but I remember


    you were good at it."


    Deirdre had gone out of her way to learn some massaging techniques in the past just so she could


    spend some alone time with Brendan for as long as she could squeeze. The utility bought her a ce


    by his side when he needed it, and it bought her precious time. He rarely talked to her during the


    massage, but it was enough to satisfy her.


    But that was back then. Now?


    Deirdre clenched her hands. ¡°Sorry, but I''ve lost both my sight and the techniques. I''ll probably just


    worsen your headache, so no.¡±


    Brendan cast an aside nce at her for a long time. Then, suddenly, he said, "I¡¯m not asking you to


    massage my head for free. Do it, and I''ll let you call Kyran Reed.¡±


    Deirdre raised her head immediately. After some intense debate in her head, she bit her lips.


    "Promise?"


    "Promise."


    Any hesitance she had was lost. She made her way to Brendan and ced her fingers on his temples.


    Then, she began to press slowly, gently, and skillfully.


    Brendan closed his eyes asfort settled in. His migraine was dissipating. His furrowed brows


    rxed. He had gotten sofortable and rxed that his guard was lowered, and he said, "You


    know, I always wish we could just stay like this for the rest of our life, Deirdre. Just like old times."


    Deirdre''s fingers suddenly froze.


    Brendan''s eyes snapped open. He had realized, btedly, that he had said something that was best


    left unspoken. His features tightened. "I mean-"


    "Just like old times? How exactly were ¡®old times¡¯ like?" Deirdre remarked so unamusingly that she


    sounded almost like an unfeeling robot.


    "Oh, right. When I was just a b*tch at your beck and call, who woulde wagging her tail at you when


    you needed her and then kicked away when she wasn''t. When I was a worthless, glorified


    housekeeper. When my purpose wasparable to a piece of chewing gum, a thing to be chewed at


    and then spat out when I got stale. When I was an irritating, ingratiating nuisance who''s.surprisingly


    good at sex, and so was reluctantly allowed to sleep by your side. Yes. Your good old days.¡±

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    Chapter 607 She Remembers How Much He Hurt Her


    Deirdre remembered. She remembered all of them, and now she returned every single insult he had


    hurled at her back at him.


    Brendan had never, in his life, felt more stung by karma. All of the sh*tty things he had said in the past


    came back to stab him in his chest, drawing blood.


    He opened his mouth. "I..."


    Nothing remotely good came out. In the end, he clenched his hands and ended pathetically, "If that''s


    what you think, so be it."


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    Exining himself ceased to be meaningful. He could sense an unprecedented deluge of disgust and


    hatred from Deirdre. It was


    like a vortex sucking in any remnant of his strength, and suddenly, he found himself too feeble to say


    anything more.


    "So be it?" Deirdre lowered her head. Something seemed to flicker in her eyes. She exhaled a long


    breath. ¡°Good.¡±


    The room was drowned in frosty silence.


    After some time, Brendan spoke.


    "I talked to the receptionist. Just give her the number, and someone will call him for you."


    ¡°Thank you.¡±


    Deirdre marched out of his room without sparing him one more nce. She reached the lobby, but


    before she could say anything, one staff member called, "Miss McKinnon? Are you here to make a


    call?¡±


    "That''s right.¡± She nodded. ¡°Is now a good time?¡±


    "Go right ahead and break a leg. Tell me the number, and I''ll make the call for you."


    She was about to recite Kyran''s numbers when she stopped herself for a minute. "Hey. If I tell you... will


    you report the number to Brendan?¡±


    There was no reason to ask such a thing. She would not be able to stop them if they decided to toss


    Brendan a clue anyway. To her relief, the staff replied, "No, don¡¯t worry about it. I''ll even clear the call


    history.¡±


    ¡°Ah. Thanks."


    She recited a string of numbers while the staff punched them in before passing it to her. She ced it


    near her ear and listened to the dialing tone pumping rhythmically in her ears.


    She was on pins and needles.


    Then, the call connected. Deirdre could not stop her emotions from pouring out of her lungs as she


    cried, "Kyran!"


    "Dee, is that you?"


    His voice was unexpectedly low and growly. In fact, she almost could not make out his words. She


    paused and asked, "God, what''s wrong with your voice?"


    Brendan pressed the ember of his cigarette against the ashtray. He had been forcing himself through


    several puffs of strong cigarettes to change his voice since he had forgotten to bring his voice-changing


    device. The absence of his handy tool was also why he had not been calling Deirdre over these few


    days.


    "I''m a bit under the weather. I didn''t get enough rest, so I sound kind of tired. You can tell, right?¡±


    Deirdre felt relieved. And then worry crept in again. ¡°Are you alright? Your health, I mean."


    "I''m fine, rx. I''m more interested in you calling me with a new number. What happened?"


    "I... identally dropped my phone into a pool, and it''s busted. For the time being, anyway. I haven''t


    been talking to you these few days, so I was worried you might be worried, so... Here I am, borrowing


    someone¡¯s phone to tell you I''m fine.¡±


    She heard the manugh. "Huh? So that''s what happened. You alright?"


    "I''m right as rain!" Deirdre chirped, her mien shining in pure joy. "I''m very safe."


    "d to hear it. So, what should we do about the phone? I should get you a new one when I get back."


    Deirdre remembered what Brendan had said. ¡°No. It''s being repaired as we speak."


    ¡°Okay then.¡± He paused. "Deirdre... I miss you. Being here in Germia, alone, I miss you. I''ve said this


    way too many times by now, but I think it begs a repeat. There isn''t a moment here when I''m not


    missing you."


    Deirdreughed as tears rolled out of her eyes. "Me too! Me too... Take care of yourself, okay? I''m


    waiting for you."


    The call ended. Deirdre wiped the tears away from her cheeks and felt the overcast in her chest clear.


    Kyran was the only remedy for her heart.


    She returned the phone to the staff and turned back to the elevator. When she stepped inside her


    room, though, she was greeted with a thick stench of cigarettes.

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    Chapter 608 You Were Smoking?


    The room was unusually cold, too. Someone had opened the window, or the stench would have been


    even starker. Deirdre was silent for a bit before she asked, ¡®You were smoking?¡±


    "Mm." Brendan coughed and cleared his throat. Once his voice regained rity, he ordered, "The


    clothes are on your bed. Change into them. We should get going."


    There was no stylist with them. After changing into her getup, Deirdre let her hair free, where it dangled


    around her shoulders. Before stepping outside, she put on some lipstick on her lips to look a little more


    alive.


    Brendan stared at her. "Did you put on lipstick?¡±


    "Yes." She brushed a strand of her hair behind her ear and dodged his gaze. "I can''t possibly see them


    without makeup, but I don''t know what else to do. Why? Something wrong?¡±


    ¡°Everything''s wrong,¡± he replied brusquely. Stepping forward, he pressed his finger on her supple lips


    and wiped her effort away.


    "You did a crappy job."


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    Deirdre was not at all offended. "Sorry. I was literally doing it blindly."


    Brendan cast his eyes to the floor. "Give me your lipstick."


    She passed it to him, and the man began to work. He cupped her chin and tipped it higher before


    grazing her lips with its rouge tip. Steadily, he worked with the precision of a surgeon until a gradient of


    red materialized.


    The intensity in his gaze was starting to send shivers down Deirdre''s spine. It was only when his phone


    rang that she had the opening to move, opting to cast her unseeing eyes down to the floor frantically.


    "Are you done?"


    Brendan stopped. ¡®Yes. Let''s go."


    The call came from Wynne, who had been waiting for them downstairs. Seeing Brendan and Deirdre,


    he eagerly stepped forward and greeted them. "Mr. Brigthall! Miss McKinnon! I''m Mr. Cillian King''s


    assistant, Wynne. The weather''s too cold to stay out here for long. Pleasee inside.¡±


    Brendan helped Deirdre into the car and took his seat. Wynne started the engine and added, "Sorry for


    keeping the two of you waiting. Traffic is terrible today.¡±


    "We''ve only just gotten ready," Brendan replied nonchntly. After watching the road the car took for a


    while, he asked, "Aren''t we heading to Southmont?"


    "The family doesn''t stay there anymore, sir. Mrs. King said the family should stay somewhere new and


    fresh, so they bought a new ce in the city."


    "I''m sorry?"


    Wynne forwent details. "She believed a house that old would only be haunted sooner orter."


    Brendan nodded, but he knew it ran much deeper than that. An old mansion was the pride of many


    long-standing elite families, a symbol of their longevity and history. The real reason Mrs. King insisted it


    must be haunted was that the death of Den''s mother haunted her. She needed this change of


    location.


    The house was not too far from the hotel Brendan and Deirdre were staying at. Half an hourter, they


    arrived at their destination. Even before Brendan got out of the car, Laura was already waiting by the


    door with a face brimming with smiles.


    "Wee, wee! Gillian''s upstairs, choosing our wine for the day. Wee to our home, Mr.


    Brighthall, Miss McKinnon!"


    Her hands were sore from the nipping air. When Deirdre got out of the car, the young woman reached


    out to hold her, and the former immediately shuddered at the temperature.


    "Oh, I''m so sorry!" Laura apologized and pulled her hand back. Deirdre shook her head.


    "You''ve been waiting out here for a while now, haven''t you? Aren''t you cold?"


    Laura smiled. "Oh, it wasn''t that long!"


    It had to be at least ten minutes, and Cillian had left his wife in the cold while he himself enjoyed the


    warmth of his abode. The callousness of it all pressed against Deirdre''s chest and stoked a small fire in


    her. Brendan would not have done something like that, even in the past.


    The three of them walked side-by-side as they made their way to the entrance. Brendan could not help


    but notice a barren patch at the right side of the fountain, which shed with the surrounding area.


    "Was something nted there?¡±


    Laura froze. She turned to see if Wynne followed them. When she saw he was not, she answered, "It


    used to be a bed of roses.¡±


    Brendan fell silent. It was Deirdre who continued the conversation out of curiosity, "What happened to


    the roses?"

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    "My mother-inw hated it. She was very livid and told the gardener to uproot the entire bed. She didn''t


    instruct them to rece the flowers, though, so no one dared to do anything about it,¡± exined Laura.


    ¡°After that, it just... stays barren.¡±


    No sooner after she finished, the trio heard the sound of a baby crying. Laura quickly rushed ahead of


    them into the living room.


    ¡°Rose was Den¡¯''s mother''s name. It was also her favorite flower, so she used to nt rows and rows


    of rose beds in the garden. So, the first thing anyone would think about when they look at the roses


    would be her,¡± said Brendan, picking up the exnation Laura left off.


    Deirdre was stunned. "So that''s why," she muttered. "I still can''t believe the matron of a powerful, elite


    family could not even stomach the sight of some harmless roses, though.¡±


    Brendan snickered. ¡°If she had a bigger heart, Den¡¯s mother wouldn''t have died.¡±


    ¡°Excuse me?"


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    ¡°Nothing. We''re here.¡±


    Brendan held Deirdre¡¯s hand and led her to the living room, where Laura was still trying to pacify a


    crying toddler. Seeing the two of them, she shed them an apologetic smile. "God, I¡¯m sorry! Joy''s so


    young and, well, we don¡¯t have anyone to help us care for her today, so I have to bring her with me so


    that she won''t hurt herself when she¡¯s alone. Really sorry for the inconvenience."


    "It''s nothing at all,¡± replied Deirdre. "Is Joy your daughter?"


    Yes." Laura''s expression darkened. "My father-inw named her. He said... her birth would bring the


    family joy."


    Deirdre stiffened for a moment and changed the subject. "How old is she?"


    "Half a year old.¡±


    She crouched and held the baby¡¯s gaze. "Hello, sweetie! Why the pouty- pout face, hmm?¡±


    Joy stared at her and suddenly broke out a smile, showing her uneven teeth and a drop of drool at the


    corner of her lips.


    Laura was amazed. ¡°Wow! Joy doesn''t usually get near any strangers, but she seems to really like you,


    Miss McKinnon!¡±


    ¡°Really?¡± Deirdre¡¯s eyes softened. What a regret, not to be able to see Joy''s smile. She reached out to


    her and asked, "May I carry her?"


    "Sure thing!" Laura handed the baby over. Widening her eyes, Joy made herselffortable in


    Deirdre¡¯s arms and began to chuckle.


    "This is amazing, Miss McKinnon. You''ll make an incredible mother!¡±


    Deirdre''s expression froze.


    Brendan felt a sting in his heart, and his face darkened.


    Laura acutely sensed the strange change in the air, but she could not understand why. Before she


    could dwell on it, Deirdre smiled and replied, "I guess I could, but unfortunately, I doubt my baby will be


    half as adorable as little Joy over here.¡±


    ¡°Nonsense! Both you and Mr. Brighthall have those appearance genes down pat. Your baby will have


    the best of both worlds.¡±


    Deirdre shed a smile.


    ¡°Is Cillian still busy?" asked Brendan.


    Laura recoiled as though she had just remembered why they were there.


    ¡±Oh my God! I''ll get him."


    She hurried upstairs.


    Deirdre enjoyed the baby''s small, soft frame squirming in her arms. She could not stop ying with it,


    but the smile in her eyes faded quickly. "If my kid lived... they would have called me mom by now."


    Brendan''s fingers trembled. As imposing and towering as he was, an air of loneliness and anguish


    dwarfed him at the thought.


    He opened his lips, closed them, and opened them again, but every word he could conjure stopped


    dead in his throat. His eyes were red.


    ¡°I''m sorry.¡±


    Deirdre chuckled. "Sorry is the most useless word in the world, do you know that? Its only use is to give


    the victimizer a false sense of closure while the victims themselvesnguish in pain. And here I thought


    a word so meaningless would have never escaped your lips."


    Brendan said nothing.


    ¡°Of course, I don''t really me you for everything. I was at fault, too.¡± She continued. "If only I didn''t


    insist on keeping it... the kid would have never died a stillborn. And really, this was for the best. If we


    had the child, it would have be a burden to us both.¡±

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    Joy probably sensed the enmity between these two adults. She suddenly balled her fists and bawled


    loudly, causing Deirdre to panic a little. "Hush, hush. Don¡¯t cry, Little Joy. Joy is happy, isn¡¯t she? Aunt


    Deirdre is here with you."


    Laura led Cillian down the stairs just in time and stepped forward, her arms outstretched. "Don''t worry,


    Miss McKinnon. She''s throwing another tantrum again, really.¡±


    The child''s crying seemed to have spoiled Gillian''s good mood. Irritated, he snarled, ¡°Can you put a


    cork to it already? This thing doesn''t stop crying, whether it¡¯s day or night! And now she''s throwing a


    stupid fit in front of my guests? Christ! Take her upstairs! You two embarrassed me enough!"


    Laura''s face turned pale. She hurriedly apologized and brought the kid with her upstairs.


    Incensed, Deirdre spoke out. "Mr. King, if I may... Every child cries. It''s a verymon, natural thing to


    do.¡±


    ¡°Natural?¡± Cillian snorted. "A boy would have been less of an emotional nuisance.¡±


    Deirdre narrowed her eyes in rage.


    Brendan, though, simply smiled. "I take it as you don¡¯t like your daughter, Mr. King?"


    Cillian waved. "I really much prefer a boy, but that woman couldn''t even get that done.¡±


    Brendan snickered. ¡°Spoken like a b*stard who doesn¡¯t know how lucky he is. If I had a daughter, I''d


    have treated her as if she was the world, but then again, that''s just me. I get where you''reing from,


    Mr. King. After all, how are you supposed to feel good whenever you look at the baby and remember


    exactly how she was conceived? Am I right?


    "Nevertheless, a child needs her father, so don''t take it out on her, okay? She''s innocent."


    Cillian was no fool. Brendan''s not-at-all subtle hint was not lost on him at all. He was irate-nobody had


    ever dared bring this up, but now... Brendan just had to be the one to open that can of worms.


    This little piece of sh*t did not even bother to hide his contempt.


    His mind drifted to what woulde next, and he rxed. Smiling, he nodded, "Huh? You''re right, Mr.


    Brighthall! It''s always embarrassing when you get schooled by someone younger than you, but I guess


    that¡¯s on me!¡±


    Brendan''s smile did not reach his eyes. "As long as you understood me."


    ¡°Of course I do. Of course, of course!¡± replied Cillian. "Now, where were we? Ah, yes. Take a seat and


    have some appetizers. Laura had our meal prepared already. Now, all we need is to wait for my


    parents toe back, and we can begin.¡±


    Brendan and Deirdre sat as the man asked, "The weather''s a little too cold for an excursion. Where did


    Mr. King Sr. and Mrs. King go?"


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    ¡°The church."


    "The... church?"


    ¡°Yea.¡± Cillian shrugged. "People of their generation see worth in all that stuff. Always asking God to


    look after our business or family or... Ugh, you know the drill. I guess that''s the only thing you can do


    when you''re retired from being a board member. You suddenly have way too much time on your


    hands.¡±


    Brendan curled his lips. Cillian prattled on, not letting the conversation die at all.


    Deirdre rose to her feet and announced, "I''m gonna check on Ms. Smith."


    She climbed up the stairs and let the housekeeper lead her to the children¡¯s room. Knocking, the


    woman asked, ¡°Mrs. King? Miss McKinnon is here to see you.¡±


    They heard an "okay" instantly, and yet it was only several minutester when Laura finally pulled the


    door open. She looked pretty rattled. "I''m so sorry, Miss McKinnon! Joy''s being difficult today, so I had


    to care for her a little longer. I hope I didn''t keep you waiting for too long.¡±


    Deirdre had good ears, so she could hear Laura¡¯s voice being thick with tears-as if the woman had


    been weeping to herself. She wanted to point it out as tactfully as she could, so she replied, "No, no.


    It''s nothing. I was just worried about Joy. I think I identally made her cry. So I came to see her.¡±


    "Don''t worry about it. Joy has her own version of mood swings,¡± said Laura. "She knows I''ll coddle her,


    so she just... let her emotions out whenever she wants, however she likes. It¡¯s not because of you.


    See? She''s okay now!¡±


    Joy looked up at Deirdre and giggled.


    Deirdre closed the door behind her and shed a smile.


    ¡°Everything okay?¡±

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    "You''re talking about Joy? She''s fine...¡± "I''m talking about you," Deirdre said sternly as she looked at


    her. "Are you all right?"


    Laura was stunned for a moment, and understanding soon dawned on her. While she was surprised,


    she gulped hard and said,


    "Thank you for your concern, Miss McKinnon, but I... I''m fine. He just has a short temper. But he''s


    actually very nice to me.¡±


    "He''s nice to you?" Deirdre fell silent for a moment and asked, "Is this the answer from your heart, Ms.


    Smith?"


    Laura was stumped. Seizing the chance while she was tongue-tied, Deirdre said, "Ms. Smith, I don''t


    know what made you give up on Den and choose Cillian. But I really want to tell you that if you''re


    willing to wait for Den, he still loves you and will ept you. However, the premise is that you have


    toe to your senses and help him."


    A surge of emotions flitted across Laura''s eyes as she couldn''t help herself and asked, "What''s your


    rtionship to Decky, Miss McKinnon?"


    "I¡¯m just his friend.¡±


    ¡°Just friend?"


    Deirdre smiled. ¡°Of course. Don¡¯t worry. We''re just friends and nothing else.


    I just came here this time to help him solve his problem at the party."


    "I see...¡± Laura let out a sigh of relief. After that, she smiled mockingly and said, "But I''m sorry, Miss


    McKinnon. There''s no way for Decky and me to go back to how we were anymore."


    ¡®Why?"


    Just when Laura was about to say something, Gillian''s voice erupted outside of the door. "Are you


    done, Laura? We shouldn''t make Mr. Brighthall and Miss McKinnon wait for us for too long. You still


    need to decorate the kitchen too."


    "Right away!¡± replied Laura.


    Then, she turned to Deirdre and said, "Miss McKinnon, I have to go now."


    Deirdre made way for her and asked, "So what about Joy?"


    ¡®The maid will take care of her."


    Deirdre did not say anything anymore. She followed Laura, and both of them went downstairs. After a


    while, Mr. King Sr. and his wife arrived.


    Laura hastily went forward to greet them, and Mr. King Sr.ughed happily,¡± It has been some time


    since west met, right, Brendan? I was too busy during the partyst time, so I didn''t have time to talk


    to you. Luckily, you haven''t returned to Neve yet.¡±


    Brendan smiled lightly and replied, "Yeah. Since Mr. King made the call and invited me here, I figured


    that I shoulde. After all, it has been a long time since thest time I came here.¡±


    "Yeah. You need toe more often in the future. We used to be very close in the past. If Den


    hadn''t fallen out with-" Mr. King Sr. thought of something and frowned. "Anyway, let''s not talk about


    him. It''ll only be a waste of time. You''re Miss McKinnon, right?"


    Mr. King Sr. turned around and looked at Deirdre. Deirdre smiled at him and nodded. "Yes."


    He nodded in satisfaction andmented, ¡°As expected of the woman Brendan loves. I still can¡¯t


    forget what happened back then. Not only were you able to see the situation clearly, but you were able


    to expose that woman''s lie and helped us to maintain our reputation. You''ve done us a great favor."


    ¡®That''s right." Mrs. King came over. She had lost the impatience that she had during the party. She


    looked as if she liked Deirdre very much and said, "If it hadn''t been for you, we would''ve be the


    laughingstock of the city. I bought this several years ago, and I couldn''t bring myself to put it on. And


    today, I finally found the most suitable person to wear it."


    She was holding a bracelet in her hand as she handed it to Deirdre. Deirdre said, "Madam, I can''t take


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    Deirdre knew how expensive this bracelet was by touching it, so she figured she could not ept it. As


    if he could see through her worries, Brendan wrapped his arm around her waist and collected her hair


    behind her ear, saying, ''This is a gift from Mrs. King. You should just take it."


    Deirdre had no other choice but to ept it. "Alright. Thank you very much, Mrs. King."


    Mrs. Kingplimented Deirdre for her understanding and appearance as she guided them to the


    table. After all of them had taken their seats, Mr. King Sr. asked in a displeased voice, "Where is


    Den?"


    Mrs. King sighed and said, "He probably is staying in his room."


    "Nonsense!" Mr. King Sr. smacked the table and continued. "Hurry up and get him down here! We have


    guests today. How could he hide in his room and not show his face?"


    Cillian wrapped his arm around Laura and said, ¡°Dad, you should just leave him alone. Den prefers


    to stay alone. He might spoil the mood if hees down to join us."


    Laura''s face was pale as she kept darting nces at Cillian. After a while, she nodded and said,


    "Den said he''s tired. He''s not joining us as he said he wants to take some rest."


    Mr. King Sr. harrumphed, indignant at Den''s action.


    Deirdre frowned. She had a hunch that something must have happened to Den. After all, judging


    from what she knew about him, he was not someone who would want to take some rest at an important


    moment like this.


    It was just that there was nothing she could do since the Kings refused to continue the conversation.


    After they finished their meal, Cillian brought Brendan to his office to discuss their new project.


    ¡®We should leave Miss McKinnon here. It isn''t convenient to bring her here and there. Besides, she has


    Laura to keep herpany."


    Brendan nodded. After he left with Cillian, Laura went up to Deirdre.


    "Miss McKinnon..."


    Her voice was shaking, and she looked restless.


    Deirdre noticed her strange behavior and became stern. ¡®What''s the matter?"


    Taking a deep breath, she said, "Something happened to Decky. Can you go help him?"


    ¡®What do you mean?¡± Deirdre was confused. "What happened to Den?"


    "I''m not sure of the situation either. But I''m sure that Cillian has done something to him. That''s why he


    couldn''t show up at the table this afternoon. I''d really appreciate it if you could go to his room and


    check on him."


    Deirdre fell silent for a moment. Brendan was not here right now, so she felt rather uneasy about going


    to Den''s room alone.


    As such, she asked, ¡®Why can''t you go? Don''t you think it''s a bit inappropriate for me to go since I''m


    just an outsider."


    Laura let out a bitter smile and said, "I can''t go. All of the maids are watching me right now. If Cillian


    learns that I go to his room to help him, he''ll punish me."


    She continued. "I cooked something for Decky two days ago, and he pped me across the face


    twice."


    ¡®What? Has he gone mad?" Deirdre''s face was livid with rage. She patted her shoulder and said, "Don''t


    worry. I''ll go and check on Den."


    ¡®Til walk you to his room then."


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    "Okay."


    Laura and Deirdre went upstairs and came to Den''s room.


    Just when Deirdre was about to knock on the door, she realized that the door was left ajar, and she did


    not know if she was having an illusion or not, but she somehow heard Den''s painful moan wafting


    out of the room.


    "Mr. King?"


    She pushed the door open, and as soon as she stepped into the room, she noticed something wrong.


    The temperature in the room was exceedingly high. Before she coulde around to her senses,


    Laura acted swiftly and shut the door.


    "Ms. Smith!" She tried to open the door but to no avail. Beads of cold sweat oozed out of her forehead


    as she realized that she had fallen into their trap.


    Den had been drugged. That''s why he could not show up on the table this afternoon, and Gillian¡¯s


    n was to get them to...


    ¡®He''s so vicious!"


    Deirdre felt a chill down her spine when the realization hit her. She did not know why, but she felt hot all


    over. Perhaps, it was due to the strange smell in the room, or she had consumed something she


    shouldn''t have.


    ¡®Bathroom! Where is the bathroom!?''

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    Chapter 613 Miss McKinnon Is in Den¡¯s Room


    Deirdre needed cold water to keep herself awake.


    She went around groping the wall frantically. Suddenly, she bumped into the cab and gasped in


    pain. Cold beads of sweat were streaming down her forehead, and she felt her head spinning as the


    sensation of cold and hot assaulted her.


    It took her a great effort to reach the bathroom. Meanwhile, Den¡¯s mind was a chaotic mess under


    the drug''s effect. When he saw Deirdre, he had an illusion and stretched his arms to drag her into his


    embrace.


    ¡°Laura... Is that you?"


    Meanwhile, Gillian was introducing the uing projects of his office while extending an olive branch


    to Brendan.


    "What do you think, Brendan? These projects are unique to me, even in the whole country. If the two of


    us cooperate, ourpanies will be at their peak in the next ten years!¡±


    Brendan looked over the projects and memorized them in his heart. He did not answer his question


    directly and asked, "What time is it now?"


    ¡°It''s three now."


    It had been nearly an hour since they came out. Brendan frowned and said, ¡°I need to go back.¡±


    Gillian was stunned for a moment and asked, "Why do you want to go back so early? If you aren''t


    interested in this project, I can show you another _ Aif one.


    ¡°No, that¡¯s not the issue.¡± Brendan smiled, ¡°Deirdre is still at the house.


    She¡¯s pretty clingy, so I need to go back to her soon. As for the project, I''ll consider it thoroughly and


    give you an answer soon.¡±


    Cillian looked at the clock and felt that it was almost time. He nodded and said, "Okay. Let¡¯s go back."


    He was confident that Brendan would snap into a rage when he saw Den and Deirdre doing that


    kind of thing on the bed.


    Then, he just needed to exaggerate the story, telling him that Deirdre and Den had fallen for each


    other at the party.


    Considering Brendan''s personality, he would certainly get his revenge on Den, just like what he did


    to Ronan.


    That way, not only could he get Den out of his way, but he could also punish Deirdre for ruining his


    n.


    It was a n to hit two birds with one stone!


    Cillian smiled at the thought of the sess of his n. They got into the car and arrived at Kings


    Manse very soon.


    They entered the living room, and just as Cillian had nned, Deirdre was nowhere to be found.


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    Asmile appeared at the corner of Gillian¡¯s lips, but Brendan¡¯s face sank. ¡± Where is Deirdre?"


    "Yeah, where is Miss McKinnon?¡± shouted Cillian, summoning his maids.


    "Miss McKinnon? She''s upstairs."


    Cillian raised his eyebrows. ¡°What is Miss McKinnon doing upstairs?"


    "Well..." The maid stammered.


    Cillian frowned. ¡°Stop hemming and hawing. What happened?¡±


    The maid bit her lips and said, "I saw that... Miss McKinnon went into Mr. Den''s room but didn''t


    come out after that.¡±


    "What?" Cillian growled angrily, "How bold of you to make something up about Den and Miss


    McKinnon! You''ve got a lot of nerves!¡±


    The maid hastily said, "No! I didn''t, Mr. King! I saw it with my own eyes.


    Miss McKinnon went into Mr. Den''s room secretly. I saw it, but I didn''t dare to stop her. If you don''t


    believe me, you can go upstairs and have a look at it yourself.¡±


    Gillian''s heart was filled with delight. Just when he was about to go to the second floor, Brendan made


    his move first and rushed upstairs.


    "Mr. Brighthall!¡± Cillian chased after Brendan. He looked like he was trying to dissuade Brendan, but he


    was delighted inwardly.


    "Please calm down, Mr. Brighthall. I''m sure that this is a misunderstanding. It isn''t like what you think it


    is. Maybe Miss McKinnon was just talking to Den during the partyst time. She might be expressing


    her gratitude to him for helping her. I¡¯m sure the maid is just speaking nonsense!¡±


    Brendan set his jaw tightly. Themotion had rmed Mr. King Sr. He came out of the room and


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    Cillian hesitated for a moment before answering, "Miss McKinnon is missing. The maid said she


    entered Den¡¯s room and hasn''te out yet."


    "What!?¡± Mr. King Sr.¡¯s expression changed. Anger began to rise from the bottom of his heart, but he


    did not dare to make any assumptions. "Maybe the maid misidentified that woman as Miss McKinnon?"


    Brendan ignored him and rushed toward Den¡¯s room. He twisted the doorknob, but unfortunately, it


    did not budge. His face sank, and he growled, "Where is the key!?"


    They had already prepared the key in advance, and the maid handed it to Brendan. Before Brendan


    opened the door, Cillian spoke. "Mr. Brighthall, make sure you can keep your calm when you''re in the


    room. Even if you don''t trust Den, you need to have faith in Miss McKinnon-"


    Before he could finish speaking, he looked at the bed and was stunned.


    Only one person was on the massive bed, and that person was none other than Deirdre. Her eyes


    were misted over with desire.


    Apparently, the drug''s effect hadn¡¯t worn off yet, but her clothes were perfectly intact.


    However, ording to his n, Deirdre and Den should be in the same bed now! Where was


    Den now? Why had nothing happened between them?


    Suddenly, they noticed that the room was filled with the smell of blood. Brendan switched on the light,


    and it was only then they saw Den.


    He was sitting in the corner of the room right now, holding a fruit knife in his hands. The wounds on his


    arm were horrendous and fresh. Apparently, he had cut himself with the knife to take advantage of the


    pain to suppress his desire.


    Since he had lost a lot of blood, his lips were bloodless.


    Cillian did not expect such a move from Den at all, and he was stunned. After he came around to his


    senses, he admonished Den harshly. ¡°How dare you, Den!? How could you stoop so low and


    drug Miss McKinnon in order to get her? There is no way you can do this by yourself. Tell us who


    helped you!"


    As soon as he finished speaking, the maid standing next to Cillian dropped to her knees and pleaded,


    "Mr. King, please forgive me! I didn''t want to help Mr. Den, but he threatened me with my job! I had


    no other choice!"


    Brendan ignored their show and marched toward Den coldly.


    "Don''t care about me." Den said, "Go take care of Miss McKinnon."


    Brendan turned around and walked toward Deirdre. Her clothes were wet from her sweat, and she


    could barely keep herself awake. Her face was red as she moaned painfully.


    Unlike Den, she did not suppress her desire with pain. She resisted it with her pure willpower.


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    Brendan secured her in his arms. He felt sorry for her as he slowly tightened his arms.


    ¡®I¡¯m sorry. I didn''t do my duty properly to protect you."


    Deirdre¡¯s body was steaming hot. She was very weak right now, so she just leaned her head on his


    shoulder as she gasped for breath.


    Brendan pushed everyone away and rushed into the car. As soon as they were in the car, Deirdre


    coiled her limbs around him desperately.


    "Help me..."


    Veins were bulging on Brendan''s head. His breathing was bingbored as he tried his best to


    hold back his desire.


    "Deirdre, who am I?"


    Deirdre¡¯s entire body was shaking. "Kyran, help me..."


    Brendan''s face sank. It turned out that she thought he was Kyran. That was why she was so inviting.


    "Are you sure you want me to help you? When you wake upter, you''ll regret the choice you made


    today."


    Deirdre¡¯s brain was a muddled mess. Just like people would go to drink water when they were thirsty,


    she was only acting on her basic instinct.


    ¡®You''ll regret it.¡±


    After he had finished speaking, he leaned on top of her.


    It was cramped inside the car. Deirdre woke up, and her consciousness returned to her for a moment.


    She seemed to have realized who the man was as tears began to drop from the corner of her eyes.


    However, there was nothing she could do other than sink deeper and deeper into the spiral abyss of


    pain and guilt.

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    Chapter 615


    Chapter 615 You Owe Us an Exnation


    No one knew how long it had passed. When everything ended, Brendan draped his clothes over


    Deirdre.


    Deirdre curled herself up silently like a frozen shrimp, trying her very best to keep herself as far away


    as possible from Brendan.


    Brendan lit a cigarette, but he snubbed it out the next second. "I told you. You''re going to regret it."


    Deirdre remained silent, her body shaking.


    Brendan heaved out a sigh and opened the door. "I need to go do something.¡±


    He got out of the car and turned around. Deirdre still remained motionless. After he closed the door,


    she bit her lips tightly, and tears streamed down her face.


    Deirdre had done something terribly wrong. She felt she was the most loathful person in the world.


    When she thought of Kyran, she felt so much pain that it felt like someone was pulling her heart out of


    her chest.


    However, she could not me anyone, not even Brendan, for what had happened. After all, she was


    the one who had asked for it.


    Her head was swimming. While wiping the tears off her face, she heard someone screaming loudly and


    cracking noises outside.


    She got up and groped around with her hands until she found the car door handle. When she opened


    the door and came out, someone walked up to her and said, "Miss McKinnon, Mr. Brighthall said that


    you can''t get out of the car."


    It was Fionn.


    She subconsciously wrapped her arms around her body while Fionn turned his head away. Her neck


    was now mottled with red welts.


    "I heard some noises. Did something happen inside the house?¡±


    Their car was stopped in front of Kings Manse, so the noise could onlye from the house.


    Fionn looked toward Kings Manse and said, "I don''t know, but..."


    He set his jaw tightly and continued. "I assume that Mr. Brighthall is asking them for an exnation.¡±


    "Exnation?" Deirdre was stunned. She was worried that Brendan would go beat Den up, so she


    wanted to stop him.


    However, a surge of heart wrenching pain struck her just as she took a step forward. She took a few


    deep breaths to suppress the pain and grabbed Brendan''s shirt even tighter around her.


    "Miss McKinnon?" Fionn called out to her, "You can¡¯t get out of the car!"


    "Get out of my way, Fionn,¡± said Deirdre. "I''m sure Brendan will make things difficult for Den. I can''t


    just sit by and do nothing."


    She couldn''t let Brendan beat up Den. She mustn''t let those people get things their way.


    Just as Fionn was about to exin anything, Deirdre got out of the car and headed straight into the


    mansion. Using her memory to guide her, she soon found her way to the living room. However, the


    living room was a mess.


    The first thing that weed Deirdre when she stepped into the mansion was the cries of pain of a


    man and the thick stench of blood in the air. As if he was going to kill the man, Brendan raised his fist


    and smashed it into the face of the man under him again and again.


    Just when she was about to shout to ask him to stop, Mr. King Sr. snarled," Brendan! Have you gone


    out of your mind!? How could you beat up Cillian? Do you want to make the Kings your enemies? This


    isn''t Neve. You can¡¯t do whatever you want here!"


    ¡®Cillian?¡¯


    Deirdre was stunned.


    ¡®Brendan is beating up Cillian?¡¯


    It was only then Fionn caught up to Deirdre. "Miss McKinnon, we''ve already sent Mr. Den to the


    hospital!"


    Brendan''s gaze was bloodshot. He grabbed Cillian by the cor of his shirt and looked just like a


    predator ring at its prey.


    Cillian''s face was filled with bruises and blood. Gone was the dashing young man.


    When Brendan heard Mr. King Sr.''s warning, he was stunned for a moment, thennded another punch


    on Cillian.


    "Quick,y! Pull him away!" shouted Mr. King Sr.


    He was not only beating up Cillian, but he was also looking down on the Kings.


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    "Mr. King Sr.!"


    At that moment, Deirdre¡¯s voice rang out from the door and wafted into everyone¡¯s ears. Even though


    she looked fragile in Brendan''s trench coat, there was a calm expression on her pretty face as if she


    was not the victim.


    "It''s true that Brendan shouldn''t beat up your son, but don¡¯t you think you owe us an exnation too?"

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    Chapter 616


    Chapter 616 Apologize to My Son


    Brendan jerked his head up, and his pupils constricted. "Why did youe out of the car?¡±


    Deirdre ignored him and continued to press on. "If someone from the outside learns that I was drugged


    today, it won''t do any good to any of us here. So, can you tell me what you will do about it?¡±


    Mr. King Sr. set his jaw tightly. After a short while, he took a deep breath and said, ¡°Of course, I''ll give


    you a satisfactory answer and bring the proprietor to justice. After Den returns, I''ll ask him to go to


    your side and kneel to apologize to you. If you''re still unhappy about it, you can just send him to


    prison."


    Deirdre chuckled. "Things havee to this point, and you still want to protect Cillian?"


    "I don''t know what you are talking about, Miss McKinnon,¡± replied Mr. King Sr.


    ¡°No, you are well aware," Deirdre said without hesitation. "You are well aware that the one who


    drugged me wasn''t Den."


    Perhaps Cillian had too much confidence in the drug because his n was full of ws.


    If Den was the one who had drugged her, why would he let himself get drugged as well? Besides, he


    was just an illegitimate son whom his family did not respect. There was no way he could threaten a


    maid with her job.


    Mr. King Sr. looked at Deirdre squarely and said, "If it isn''t Den¡¯s doing, then it must be that maid!"


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    Deirdre was truly disappointed in Mr. King Sr.


    "So, you''re not going to hand your son over to us?¡±


    "Why should I hand him over to you?" Mr. King Sr. said, "If you think Cillian is the one who set you up,


    then show me the proof. If you can bring me the proof, I won¡¯t stop you from taking him away. However,


    you guys don¡¯t have any evidence now, and you pin the me on him? There¡¯s no way I will let you do


    that. Do you think all of us from the Kings are a bunch of pushovers?"


    He knocked his cane on the floor a few times. As the former patriarch of the Kings, he was definitely


    not weak when it came to intimidating others.


    Deirdre closed her eyes and opened them up again after a short while. "We indeed don''t have any


    evidence to prove that Mr. King is the mastermind behind this.¡±


    Mr. King Sr. squinted and let out a cold smirk.


    Deirdre continued. ¡°But simrly, you don¡¯t have the evidence to prove that he isn''t the one who did it


    either."


    Mrs. King had just returned from her call when she heard what Deirdre said. She was shaking with


    anger as she said, "That''s pure nder!"


    She rushed over to Cillian, and it was only then Brendan let Cillian go.


    Cillian was on the verge of losing consciousness. Blood was foaming from his mouth, and his nose was


    broken.


    Mrs. King¡¯s eyes turned bloodshot as she roared, "I want you all to apologize to my son!"


    Brendan wiped the blood off his hand and walked up to Deirdre. He offered them a cold smirk and said,


    "Yes, he needs to apologize. After he has recovered, I hope he''lle and apologize to Deirdre."


    ¡°Brendan, it seems like we can''t reach an agreement today,¡± said Mr. King Sr.


    "You''re right.¡±


    He clenched tightly at his cane and said, "Don''t you forget that you''re in Eastgene now. Do you think


    you can get out of here safely after offending so many people?"


    "Well, we won¡¯t know if we don''t try," Brendan replied confidently. Ever since he was forced to inherit


    his family business after his father passed away, he had never been afraid of anyone before.


    After all, people always forced him not to look back. Therefore, he could only keep moving forward.


    Even if he was walking toward a cliff, he had a way of forging a tall building under his feet.


    Mr. King Sr.ughed coldly. "Alright. Let''s see then."


    Deirdre''s knees went weak, and she fell down after she came out of the mansion.


    Brendan acted rapidly and grabbed her into his arms. With a frown on his forehead, he asked, ¡°Are you


    alright?"

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    Chapter 617 Tricked by Laura


    Deirdre waved her hand in reply to Brendan''s question. However, she still felt weak all over her body. A


    second earlier, she felt cold, and one more secondter, she felt hot. Her head was swimming as well,


    and she felt like she was walking on a cloud.


    Brendan ced his hand on her forehead and a hint of surprise crossed his eyes. "You''re sick?"


    "Maybe." She had not been feeling well from the moment she had confronted Mr. King Sr. She had just


    been enduring it. After all, she could not be a drag to Brendan in a situation like that.


    She mustered all her strength and stood up. Then, she asked, "What are you going to do about the


    Kings? Are you really going to fight them?"


    "It isn¡¯t something you should be worried about. Let¡¯s get in the car. We need to take you to the hospital


    right away,¡± Brendan said as he ordered Fionn to take them to the hospital.


    She did not say anything. She just went along with Brendan. As soon as she entered the car, she fell


    unconscious.


    By the time she woke up, she was already lying on a bed. As for Brendan, he was talking to the doctor


    on the side. The reason she had fainted was that she had caught a cold yesterday. Not only that, but


    she had a weak immune system, so she felt dizzy and she suddenly had a fever after taking the drug.


    "Make sure she doesn''t catch a cold in the next few days. Her immunity system is vulnerable, so she


    needs a lot of rest," the doctor said.


    ¡°Okay,¡± Brendan replied sternly. After saying that, he asked, "Is there anything she can¡¯t eat?¡±


    "For now, she should not have any spicy food or any sort of food with a strong vor. You can give her


    a light diet. Besides, she also needs to exercise more. Soon, she''ll be fine."


    ¡®Thank you,¡± Brendan said seriously. Deirdre was stunned.


    She thought she was hallucinating when she heard Brendan say thank you to the doctor. Not only that,


    but he had also asked the doctor if there was anything she could not eat. It seemed to her that Brendan


    had changed. He no longer looked like himself.


    Just as Deirdre lowered her head and immersed herself in her thoughts, Brendan turned his head to


    look at her. When he realized that she had woken up, the worry on his face melted away and he asked,


    ¡°Are you thirsty?"


    Deirdre nodded. She was indeed thirsty.


    Brendan handed a cup of water to her. She held it in her hand and finished it off in one go.


    When she gave the cup back to Brendan, he asked, ¡°Why did you go to Den''s room?¡±


    His voice was calm. He was not scolding her orining. He was just asking what had happened


    back then.


    Deirdre''s face sank when she thought of Laura.


    Regardless of whether Laura had a reason for doing that to her, from the moment she had chosen to


    trick her into entering the room, she had be Gillian¡¯s aplice.


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    She did not feel too disappointed. She was just feeling sad for Den.


    Surprisingly, it was the woman he loved the most who had personally sent him to his death.


    "It''s not convenient for you to tell me about it?¡± Brendan asked again.


    Deirdre snapped out of her thoughts and said, "I was just thinking about something else. Well, it was


    Laura who tricked me into going there.¡±


    Brendan was not surprised. He said, ¡°Alright. You get some rest first. When Fionnes here, he''ll


    bring you dinner. I need to go out to deal with something. I''lle back after dark."


    "Okay," Deirdre replied. Then, she jerked her head up again and asked,¡± Isn¡¯t Fionn Den''s assistant?


    Shouldn''t he be taking care of him right now after what happened to him? Why would he be willing to


    be at your beck and call?¡±


    ¡®That''s because Den is in this hospital too," Brendan said. There was a hint of sarcasm in his voice.


    "After all, he¡¯s the main reason behind all this, so it¡¯s normal for his assistant toe and take care of


    you."


    Deirdre fell silent for a moment. "Are you still angry with Den?"


    "I don''t know him."


    After Brendan finished speaking, he told Deirdre to get some rest and headed out.


    After a short while, Fionn arrived in the ward.


    "Miss McKinnon, is there anything you want to eat? I''ll go get it for you."

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    Chapter 618


    Chapter 618 Are You Going to Tell Decky?


    Deirdre did not have any appetite, so she asked, ¡°How is Den right now?¡±


    Fionn let out a sigh and said, "Fortunately, his tendons aren¡¯t injured, but he can''t use his right hand to


    touch anything for the time being.¡±


    Deirdre pressed her lips tightly. "Is his ward far from here? I want to see him, and... there¡¯s something


    I''d like to talk to him about."


    "Yes, you can do that, but can you walk that far?"


    "Don''t worry,¡± Deirdre said, offering him a smile. "I just lost consciousness. I didn''t hurt myself, so you


    don''t have to worry too much about me.


    Besides, the doctor said that I should exercise more because it¡¯s good for my health."


    Since Deirdre had said so, Fionn saw no reason to say no. He found a trench coat and draped it over


    her shoulders. After doing that, he led her to Den¡¯s ward.


    Just as they arrived at Den''s ward, they heard a familiar voice from inside.


    "Decky... How can you be so stupid? Can you promise me that you won''t fight with your elder brother


    again? I don¡¯t want to see you get hurt again. Luckily, you''re fine this time, but if you couldn''t use your


    hand anymore, what would you do?"


    Den fell silent. After a short while, he said, "Laura, I have my own things to take into consideration."


    ¡®Then what about me? Do you not care about me anymore? Do you know that I have to worry about


    you every day?"


    "You have my brother,¡± Den said.


    "Hah..." Laura sneered. ¡®There''s no one here now, and you still want to cut ties with me... Do you think


    I''m filthy?¡±


    "Please don''t say that about yourself.¡±


    After a long silence, Laura said, "You get some rest first. I''lle to visit you tomorrow."


    Deirdre stood firmly in front of the door. When Laura opened the door and saw Deirdre, the sadness on


    her face disappeared and she turned as pale as a sheet of paper.


    However, she soon regained herposure and closed the door. "Miss McKinnon."


    Deirdre looked at her coldly without saying anything. Seeing that neither of them was going to say


    anything, Fionn chimed in and broke the silence. " Ms. Smith, do you have any means of


    transportation? Do you need me to take you back?"


    "It''s okay,¡± Laura said softly. "I can go back on my own."


    ¡°Alright then.¡±


    Laura paused for a moment and then said, "Miss McKinnon, can I have a second with you?¡±


    Deirdre smiled at her faintly and said, "I don''t think so. I was able to get out safelyst time because I


    was lucky. I don''t think I''ll be that lucky this time.¡±


    Laura''s face sank. She grabbed her purse so tightly that her knuckles started turning white. Even


    though Deirdre had rejected her, she refused to back down and said, "It won''t take too long. We just


    need to go over there for a while, okay?"


    Deirdre took a deep breath. Honestly, she wanted to know why Laura had done that to her as well.


    ¡®TH give you five minutes."


    The two of them walked to a corner, and Laura said, "Miss McKinnon, you''re going to tell Decky what


    happened today, right?¡±


    "Of course." Deirdre looked at her coldly. "He''s the victim, so he has the right to know what happened.¡±


    Laura got anxious. She clenched her fists and said, "Can... Can you not tell her about it?"


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    "Why?"


    Laura''s face was pale as she continued. "If you tell him what happened, everything will be over. So you


    can¡¯t tell him anything about it. If he¡¯s disappointed in me, there''s no way we will get back together!"


    After she heard what Laura said, Deirdre scoffed. "Ms. Smith, do you think I''ll let you near Den after


    what happened today?It''d be best if he¡¯s disappointed in you. After all, you were willing to set him up


    for your own husband. You don¡¯t deserve to stand next to him, and you don¡¯t deserve his love at all!¡±

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    Chapter 619


    Chapter 619 Pathetic People Always Had an Insufferable Side


    Laura was stunned for a moment. After a while, she shouted, "I had my own reason for doing that! I


    didn¡¯t have any choice!¡±


    "You didn¡¯t have any choice?¡± A hint of disgust crossed Deirdre''s eyes. ¡°I really don''t understand. Why


    do you always make it look like you''re the victim? Is it because you''ve pretended to be one for so long


    that you''ve already gotten used to it? You take advantage of other people''s trust and make everything


    go your way. And now you act like you''re forced to do it? Are you saying that you didn''t have a choice,


    so we could only me our own bad luck for believing in you and walking into your trap?¡±


    Perhaps she had gotten too agitated, as she could feel a throbbing pain in her temples again.


    She could not stop thinking about the things that had happened inside the car. Even now, she did not


    know how she should face Kyran.


    As a victim, she had to act as if she had not been hurt by the incident, while Laura, the aplice who


    had started it all, had adopted a sweet, suffering look.


    She found it really ridiculous andughable at the same time.


    "I¡¯m not asking you to forgive me!" Laura shouted agitatedly, her gentle lips trembling. "I just don''t want


    Decky to be disappointed in me. After all, he¡¯s all I have left!¡±


    "He''s all you have left? Then why did you...¡± Deirdre frowned. "Hah, what a crooked way to love


    someone.¡±


    Laura clenched her fists tightly. "Really? Is that what you think of me? Do you know that Decky has


    been giving me the cold shoulder ever since I slept with Cillian? I''m sure that he thinks I''m filthy, so he


    doesn''t want to be with me anymore. But... But I haven''t done anything wrong. So as long as... as long


    as he slept with you, he wouldn''t have any right to say I''m filthy!"


    Deirdre was stunned. She had not expected this to be what Laura had been thinking the whole time.


    ¡®Are you mad? The reason Den has been staying away from you isn''t that he thinks you¡¯re filthy.


    He''s been giving you the cold shoulder because if he continues to stay close to you, you''ll only get hurt


    even more by Cillian! He''s just trying to protect you!"


    Laura was dumbfounded. "No... No... You''re lying! That''s not possible!"


    Deirdre took a deep breath. Perhaps this was why people always said pathetic individuals had an


    insufferable side.


    "Ms. Smith, I was wrong about you. I won''t me you for what happened today, but from now on, I


    won''t trust anything you say. As for Den, I''ll tell him everything and let him decide what he wants to


    do with you."


    After saying that, Deirdre went away by supporting herself on the wall.


    Laura kept shouting at her, but she just ignored her.


    Fionn walked over and looked at her worriedly. "Miss McKinnon, are you alright?"


    "Yeah," Deirdre said. She pressed her lips firmly and asked, "Is Den still awake?"


    "Yes."


    "Okay." Deirdre took a deep breath and pushed the door open.


    Den was still sitting on the bed. The sunlight that filtered in through the window made him look even


    paler. Not surprised to see Deirdre, he instructed Fionn, "Go get Miss McKinnon a chair."


    Fionn did as he was told. Deirdre thanked Fionn and sat down next to the bed. "How do you feel now?"


    Den smiled and replied, "Not bad. Well, I was the one who did it, so I knew where to hit so that I


    wouldn''t get injured that seriously.¡±


    ¡®That''s great." Deirdre lowered her head. She did not know how to tell Den.


    "Is there anything you want to tell me, Miss McKinnon?¡± Den asked.


    Taking a deep breath, Deirdre said, ''Yes. Do you know why I went into your room when Brendan was


    away?"


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    Den looked toward the corner of the room and said, "I''ve thought about it since I came here. You''re


    a smart woman, Miss McKinnon. It isn''t that easy to set you up, so by right, my brother''s n wouldn''t


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    Chapter 620


    Chapter 620 He''ll Certainly Lose


    He paused for a moment before adding, "It was Laura, right?"


    Deirdre was shocked. Den could tell that he had guessed right by looking at Deirdre''s expression.


    He smiled lightly and said, "Well, it seems like I have a knack for being a detective too."


    "Yeah, you''re pretty good at deducing things.¡± Deirdre fell silent for a while before asking, "So... What


    do you think about it?"


    Den thought for a while and replied, "She''s my brother''s wife, so it''s only right and natural for her to


    help him. I might have felt hurt before giving this answer, but I feel calm after saying it. After all, there is


    no better answer to this question."


    Deirdre did not say anything else.


    The woman he loved had tricked him into having sex with another woman. Forget about Den. If


    Kyran had done the same thing to her, she would have felt very hurt as well.


    "She was also one of the victims of the drug, so she hates it more than anyone else," Den said.


    Then, he smiled and added,


    "Anyway, let''s not talk about me. Let''s talk about you. What happened to you after I left Kings Manse?"


    "Me?"


    ¡®You were drugged too, right?" Den frowned. "I was able to stay awake because I had hurt myself,


    but you were different. You were on the verge of losing consciousness, and the hospital was very far


    away. Are you feeling alright now?"


    "Yeah..." Deirdre replied simply. She would rather not talk about it, as she did not want to recall the


    things that had happened between her and Brendan while they had been in the car. "The only problem


    we have now is the Kings."


    ¡®What happened?" Den was confused. "My brother refused to apologize? Or was my father trying to


    protect him?"


    "You..." Deirdre raised her head.


    She was kind of surprised that Brendan had not told Den that they had fallen out with the Kings.


    However, when she gave the issue some more thought, she found it normal for him not to tell him as


    well. Brendan and Den''s estranged rtionship aside,


    Den was still one of the Kings, so it went without saying that Brendan had to avoid getting too deep


    into their family affairs.


    Since Brendan had not told him, she would not do anything extra or tell him about it.


    ¡®You''re right. Your brother refused to apologize, and your father was protecting him, so Brendan was


    rather displeased."


    ¡®Well, I expected that," Den said. "My father has appointed my brother as his heir, so he''ll do


    anything he can to protect him. But at the end of the day, he¡¯s just holding a candle to the devil. He


    offended Brendan today, so he can offend someone else tomorrow.¡±


    "Not only that, but your father insisted that you need to be held responsible for this matter, even though


    he knows very well that you''re innocent. Since they''re so cold-blooded, why do you still consider them


    your family? Could it be-" Deirdre clenched her fists in her pocket tightly and let out a sigh.


    ¡°Could the Kings be so powerful that even you can''t fight them?"


    Den lowered his head and said, ¡®That isn''t the main problem. After all, even Brendan doesn''t take


    them seriously. The main problem is that they''re rted to someone else.¡±


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    "Rted to someone else?¡± Deirdre asked, her voice filled with nervousness. ''Who are they?¡±


    "Do you know Mystic Midnight?"


    Deirdre nodded. ¡®You were there when you were set upst time."


    "Mystic Midnight was established in Eastgene fifty years ago. They''re involved in many illegal


    transactions, and the reason the police can''t do anything to them is that there is a powerful figure


    pulling the strings behind Mystic Midnight."


    "You are saying that..." Deirdre''s lips trembled. ¡®The Kings are rted to that person?"


    "Not only are they rted, but the Kings are also in a mutually beneficial rtionship with that person.


    It wouldn''t be far-fetched to say that they can''t survive without each other. Therefore, even Brendan


    doesn''t have the confidence to eradicate them. No, let me rephrase. The issue is not that he doesn¡¯t


    have confidence. It''s that he''ll certainly lose if he goes up against them.¡±

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    Chapter 621


    Chapter 621 Handle the Discharge Procedures


    ¡°Lose¡­ for sure?¡±


    Deirdre inhaled sharply without her notice. She felt as if the cold air in her chest had turned into dense


    needles that stabbed into her softest point. Other than pain, she could feel a tinge of fear as well.


    ¡°What¡¯s going on?¡± Noticing the sudden unpleasant expression on Deirdre¡¯s face, Den furrowed his


    eyebrows ever so slightly.


    ¡°Did something that I¡¯m unaware of happen?¡±


    For as long as Den remembered, the Kings would never target Brendan easily, no matter how


    displeased they were with him.


    Brendan was not to be messed around with, so it would be unnecessary for the Kings to go to war with


    Brendan just to get an apology.


    ¡°Nothing.¡± Deirdreposed her expression. ¡°I¡¯m only surprised because I didn¡¯t expect that the Kings


    would be associated with that level¡­ You should rest. I¡¯ve got to go because it¡¯s gettingte.¡±


    ¡°Sure. Fionn.¡± Den called out to Fionn, who was guarding the door. ¡°Send Miss McKinnon to her


    room.¡±


    Not long after Deirdre returned to her room, Fionn received a call and told Deirdre that he would be


    handling the discharge procedures at once so Deirdre could leave the hospital.


    ¡°What¡¯s going on?¡±


    ¡°Nothing much. Please stay calm, Miss McKinnon.¡± Fionn spoke in a calm tone. ¡°This is


    Mr. Brighthall¡¯s idea. He feels that it¡¯s a waste of time for you to stay in the hospital, and he has


    arranged for you to recuperate in another new location.¡±


    ¡°Recuperate?¡± Deirdre furrowed her eyebrows because she found the term used to be strange. She


    had a feeling that she would be staying longer than necessary. ¡°Since I need to recuperate, we¡¯ll be


    fine doing that in Neve. Why are we relocating to another ce, especially for this?¡±


    Fionn said, ¡°Mr. Brighthall is not nning on returning to Neve for the time being.¡±


    Deirdre felt her heart racing and inquired closely, ¡°Is he not nning on returning, or is he incapable of


    returning?¡±


    Fionn fell silent for a moment before saying, ¡°I think it would be better for you to personally ask Mr.


    Brighthall this question, Miss McKinnon.¡±


    Deirdre was not nning on making things difficult for Fionn upon hearing that. She handled the


    discharge procedures obediently, and both of them got into the car. They drove for a long journey


    before the car stopped and turned into an unknown vi.


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    Fionn said, ¡°This is the house that Mr. Brighthall has been renting temporarily. Fresh cooking


    ingredients are prepared in the fridge, and so are fresh clothes for changing in the room. You can call


    me with thendline phone if you need anything else.¡±


    Deirdre nodded and asked, ¡°When will Brendan be here?¡±


    ¡°Probably tonight, but I¡¯m not too sure about the time. Just rest, Miss McKinnon. You¡¯ll meet him for


    sure.¡±


    ¡°Alright.¡± Deirdre did notment further.


    She took a seat on the sofa after Fionn left and felt the unfamiliar senses of the surroundings. She


    pulled her knees up to her chest, curled up, and waited quietly.


    She lost count of time until she felt drowsy and dozed off on the sofa. She was awakened when the


    light was turned on.


    Brendan looked at her and furrowed his eyebrows without his notice. He asked while he removed his


    coat, ¡°Why aren¡¯t you resting in the room? Isn¡¯t it cold here?¡±


    It was very cold. It was so cold that she could not feel her upper body anymore, yet


    Deirdre could not set her mind at ease before she got an answer.


    ¡°Why did you choose to stay in Eastgene instead of returning to Neve?¡±


    Brendan made his way to the sink to pour himself a cup of water and drank half of its content before he


    stared straight at her with his dark eyes. He said in a cold, taunting tone,¡± Why? So you can get a


    divorce as soon as possible? Have you grown so impatient that you can¡¯t wait a few more days?¡±


    Deirdre did not fall for his trick. ¡°You know that is not my intention.¡±


    Brendan took one step closer. Deirdre could smell the cigarette stench and the masculine scent on him.


    She could not help thinking about something and avoided his gaze.

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    Chapter 622 Get Me the Pill


    Brendan took his sweet time to say, ¡°I think that an intelligent woman will learn to amodate to


    circumstances, mind her own business, and live every day in a clear and ordered manner. What do you


    think?¡±


    Deirdre batted her eyshes, and her beautiful face was tainted with unyieldingness. ¡°I think that a


    normal woman will not agree to be hidden from the truth like a fool. After all, she is a person, not a pet,


    to be manipted by others.¡±


    Brendan stared at her for a long time while he kept quiet. In the end, he heaved a sigh softly and said,


    ¡°Don¡¯t worry. Go and rest upstairs. Everything is going to be fine.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s eyes glistened. ¡°Really.¡±


    ¡°If I say that everything is going to be fine, I¡¯m not lying to you, of course. We can¡¯t go back to Neve


    within a short period. Cillian is injured, and the Kings will need to regain their influence anyhow. Hence,


    you need to be hidden from the public on the cusp of the transition. When the time is right, we¡¯ll go


    back to Neve, and they won¡¯t do anything to us anymore.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s doubts were removed after listening to the reason.


    She felt tired because she was rxed, so she returned to her room to rest. She dreamt about the


    incident in the car when she slept on the bed.


    The difference was that Kyran showed up in her dream. She could not see Kyran¡¯s face, but she felt


    like she could see the hatred in his eyes.


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    She washed her face at the sink and remembered that she had not taken any precautions during the


    incident.


    It was risky because she could get pregnant easily.


    Just like how she had gotten pregnant for no apparent reason previously, which resulted in a bunch of


    things that she regretted for the rest of her life.


    Deirdreforted herself so she could calm down. Then, she called Fionn with thendline phone


    downstairs.


    The call was picked up quickly. Deirdre said in embarrassment, ¡°It¡¯s still very early in the morning,


    right? I¡¯m really sorry for calling and disturbing you.¡±


    Fionn sounded like he was wide awake. There was no telling if he had woken up early or not slept all


    night. ¡°Don¡¯t say that, Miss McKinnon. I¡¯m out, and you¡¯re not disturbing me. How can I help you?¡±


    Deirdre took a deep breath and suppressed her feeling of embarrassment. ¡°Can you get someone to


    get me the pill?¡±


    ¡®The pill?¡±


    ¡®That pill. I don¡¯t want to be pregnant.¡±


    Fionn understood instantly and said at once, ¡°Sure thing.¡±


    ¡°Thank you for taking the trouble to do that. Will you do it sooner? I¡¯m afraid the pill¡¯s effect will weaken


    if I take it toote.¡±


    ¡°Sure¡±


    After ending the call, Deirdre sat on the sofa and waited in a daze. The doorbell rang in less than 30


    minutes.


    Deirdre opened the door. It was not Fionn at the door but an assistant who came to deliver the pill. He


    handed the bag to Deirdre before he left.


    Just as she was preparing to shut the door, Deirdre suddenly heard heavy footstepsing from


    behind her.


    Brendan walked down the stairs, his hair still slightly messy, and he ran his long, slim fingers through


    his hair to tidy them up. He asked in a carefree manner, ¡°I heard the doorbell earlier. Who was it?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s body turned stiff, but she soon calmed herself and asked, ¡°You¡¯re home? Are you not going


    out today?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯ll head outter. It¡¯s still very early.¡± Brendan¡¯s gaze swept across, and he noticed the bag in Deirdre¡¯s


    hand. ¡°You still haven¡¯t answered my question. Who was it earlier? What¡¯s in the bag?¡±


    Deirdre tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and said, ¡°I had a headache when I woke up this


    morning because I didn¡¯t sleep well. I sent Mr. Fox to get me some painkiller.¡±


    Brendan did not speak but made his way to her step by step.


    He reached into the bag and pulled out the medicine. His dark eyes dimmed for a moment when he


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    Chapter 623 Every Wrong Has Its Cause


    Brendan exuded a powerful presence that felt like the air was burning with anger. However, he


    suddenly stuffed the medicine back into the bag the next moment.


    ¡°You spare no effort to make an excuse and act so mysteriously. I thought that it was something else,


    so it¡¯s just a contraceptive pill. Are you being so secretive because you¡¯re scared that I will be


    displeased? Deirdre, you know that you¡¯re overthinking, right?¡±


    Deirdre was stunned by Brendan¡¯s reaction for a moment, but she realized soon that she should not


    have acted secretively.


    She did not wish to be pregnant with Brendan¡¯s child, and he should also share the same thoughts.


    Why would she think that Brendan would be angered by her decision?


    ¡°You¡¯re right. I¡¯m overthinking the situation.¡± She rxed, unboxed the medicine, and removed the pill


    from the packaging before taking it with water.


    Brendan watched from behind. His expression could not be seen clearly due to the poor lighting.


    After Deirdre swallowed the pill, Brendan said, ¡°It seems that the man has taught you a lot. You weren¡¯t


    that sensible in the past. You would spare no effort in seizing the opportunity to get pregnant with my


    child at the time.¡±


    Deirdre had no idea why Brendan would talk about the past.


    She wondered if he was only making small talk or found her past self foolish and ridiculous.


    She chuckled calmly. ¡°It has also taught me a great lesson, and it is precisely due to the great lesson


    that I¡¯ve learned to be sensible.¡±


    They fell quiet for a long time when her voice died away. Brendan picked up his jacket that was ced


    on the sofa and said in a rigid tone, ¡°It¡¯s time for me to leave.¡±


    She did not call him out for his poor trick of avoiding the topic of conversation, but she nodded in


    agreement.


    She heard the sound of the door being opened and shut as she unwrapped a packet of instant ramen.


    She lost her appetite after Brendan left.


    Ultimately, she chose to munch on an apple after being caught in a dilemma before sitting on the sofa.


    The living room was spacious and empty. She turned on the television and leaned against the sofa


    while she dozed off. She heard the door knob being turned in a sleepy state.


    ¡®How long has it been?¡¯


    Deirdre stood up, clutching the nket, when the door was opened.


    Someone walked into the house. She could not see clearly and assumed that the person was Brendan.


    She asked in puzzlement, ¡°Didn¡¯t you just head out? Why are you back so soon? Did you leave


    something?¡±


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    Before she could hear an answer, the person stretched out his hand, and a rag with a pungent smell


    covered her nose instantly.


    Deirdre immediately struggled with all her might, yet she could not fight the intense dizziness that took


    her. In the end, her body fell limp.


    Deirdre opened her eyes and inhaled sharply when she regained consciousness. She felt a shiver


    down her spine at the thought of the person who barged into the house.


    ¡®Who was it?¡¯


    Since Brendan had arranged for her to live there, it meant that it was an absolutely safe ce. How did


    the person find her there, then?


    Her head was in a chaotic mess when the person in front of her suddenly moved. Deirdre raised her


    head abruptly.


    She saw a man standing before her.


    She could see the outline of a man, but she could not see anything else. Before she could ask, the man


    spoke eagerly out of turn. ¡°Miss McKinnon, it seems that Brendan cares about you more than normal.


    He has actually hidden you in a godforsaken ce.


    Finding you has really taken me a lot of effort and time.¡±


    The man spoke in a slurred voice, inhaling sharply every time he enunciated his words. It was apparent


    that the man was having trouble speaking due to the pain of losing a few teeth when Brendan punched


    him.


    ¡°Is that so? Thank you for taking the trouble to do that, Mr. King.¡± Deirdre was not surprised that the


    abductor was


    Cillian. After all, even if it was not him, it would be someone closely affiliated with him.


    ¡°Every wrong has its cause. Since Brendan is the one who offended you, you should be giving him


    trouble. Why would you direct the spearhead at a woman like me?¡±

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    Chapter 624 He Won¡¯t Be Coming


    Cillian did not fall for her trick. He sneered and said, ¡°You can¡¯t escape from your responsibility in this


    matter, Miss McKinnon. If you were to behave yourself and go along with my n, I wouldn¡¯t need to go


    as far as to be punished like this.¡±


    As he was speaking, he could not help but inhale sharply. He cupped his extremely swollen face, and a


    look of malice shed past his eyes. ¡°However, don¡¯t you worry, Miss McKinnon. Brendan is definitely


    not having it easier than you.¡±


    Deirdre could fully confirm that Gillian¡¯s target was Brendan judging by his speech. She said, ¡°You


    loathe Brendan so much. I¡¯m curious why you didn¡¯t capture Brendan but came for me instead?¡±


    Cillian cracked a taunting smile. ¡°Are you really confused, or are you acting confused? Brendan loves


    you so much. Will he remain unconcerned if he finds out that you¡¯ve been abducted? He will surely


    sacrifice everything he can, even if it means that he has to bow down to me just to ensure your safety!¡±


    Deirdre was calm upon hearing that, but she chuckled. Cillian furrowed his eyebrows. ¡°Why are you


    laughing?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯mughing about how you are more naive than me, Mr. King.¡±


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    Cillian could not help being infuriated.


    ¡°What do you mean?¡±


    Deirdre raised her head and said in a very convincing tone,¡± Brendan won¡¯t being.¡±


    ¡°Why?¡± Cillian stared at Deirdre in puzzlement.


    ¡®The reason is simple. If you were in Brendan¡¯s position, would you let someone lead you by the nose


    for a woman? Do you think that a man like Brendan has ack of women?


    Do you think he would allow himself toe here and be hampered because of me?¡±


    These were Deirdre¡¯s innermost thoughts.


    It would perhaps be possible for her to waver Brendan if she was Charlene. However, she was Deirdre,


    a woman Brendan refused to look at for two years. It was possible that her death would equate to a


    crushed ant to Brendan.


    ¡°If it were me, I wouldn¡¯t allow myself to be hampered because of a woman. However, Brendan isn¡¯t


    me.¡± Cillian sneered. ¡°Deirdre, don¡¯t think that I can¡¯t read your mind. You¡¯re trying to make me give up


    on torturing Brendan. However, I can see everything he did for you and how he treated you. It¡¯s evident


    you mean something else to Brendan.


    ¡°If you were just any other woman, he wouldn¡¯t be bothered about your chastity so much that he even


    barged into Kings Manse to beat me up mercilessly. He would only act like this because he has true


    feelings for you!¡±


    ¡°You¡¯re wrong.¡± Deirdre had no idea if she should praise Brendan for being so good at acting. ¡°He


    barged into your house and beat you up because his woman had fallen for your scheme, and he felt


    provoked and displeased by that. For example, you¡¯re not fond of Ms. Smith, right? However, would


    you be unconcerned if she were to fall for someone¡¯s scheme and her chastity was ruined?¡±


    ¡®The answer is no, of course.¡¯


    Gillian¡¯s gaze turned dim at once. In the next moment, Cillian burst outughing aloud.


    ¡°How will you know if you don¡¯t give it a try? In addition¡­¡± Cillian sized up Deirdre¡¯s face meaningfully


    and clutched her chin strenuously with his fingers. He forced her to tilt her head back so he could meet


    her clear, bright, seductive eyes.


    ¡°If he really is unconcerned about your safety, this abduction is not considered futile either. You look


    pretty, at the very least. I believe the joy will be doubled if I toy with Brendan¡¯s woman until she is


    ruined, right? When I grow bored of toying with you, I¡¯ll leave you in Mystic Midnight so you can be a


    hostess there. Taking that beating is not in vain if that is the case.¡±


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    Deirdre shuddered violently and felt a feeling of disgust that she had never felt before.


    ¡®You pervert!¡±


    Cillian burst outughing aloud. ¡°It has been a long time since anyone has called me that way. It¡¯s no


    wonder Brendan is so fond of you. You sound as sweet as a nightingale¡¯s call even when you¡¯re


    berating someone.¡±


    Deirdre clenched her fists tightly. She knew that it would be useless for her to speak further at this


    point. It would be a waste of time for her to talk more to a merciless, heartless man like Cillian.


    Yet¡­ would Brendane and save her?


    She knew the answer but was still feeling uneasy in her heart. She did not want or need


    Brendan toe, but on the other hand, she was having a hard time enduring Gillian¡¯s torture.


    Perhaps she should not have listened to Brendan ande to Eastgene from the start. She had to pay


    such a great price just to get a divorce.


    Afterward, Cillian called up Brendan. It was apparent he had already realized Deirdre had been


    abducted, yet he sounded unexpectedly calm.


    ¡°Where is she?¡±


    ¡°Where is she?¡± Gillian¡¯s eyes were tainted with pride. He took a nce at Deirdre proudly from above.


    ¡°She is with me, of course.¡±


    The voice at the other end of the call quieted down. Deirdre felt her heart sink as well.


    A momentter, Brendan asked, ¡°What do you want?¡±


    Cillian rubbed his extremely painful face and chuckled in a ghastly manner. ¡°I haven¡¯t thought it through


    for the time being. By the time you get here, I might have found inspiration.¡±


    He said in a warning tone, ¡°Come alone, and don¡¯t call the police. Otherwise, all you¡¯ll find is Deirdre¡¯s


    corpse!¡±


    A few secondster, the call was hung up.


    Cillian furrowed his eyebrows and said through his gritted teeth, ¡°Brendan, I want to see if you can still


    be arrogantter!¡±


    He kept his patience and waited for Brendan toe.


    However, not a sound could be heard outside after half an hour.


    They were in an abandoned yard without many obstacles in the surroundings. One could see clearly if


    anyone were to show up a few hundred meters away.


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    No one came to report to Cillian, meaning there was no progress.


    Cillian was growing slightly impatient, but Deirdre was not surprised.


    ¡°I told you that he won¡¯t being.¡±


    If he were toe, he would not be the selfish, cold, merciless Brendan she knew anymore.


    She would not allow herself to resign herself to death, so she raised her head and said,¡°Mr. King, you


    won¡¯t be able to seek revenge on Brendan even if you wait until the night if you continue to wait.¡±


    Gillian¡¯s patience was exhausted. He grabbed Deirdre by her hair and said, ¡°It seems that you¡¯re really


    nothing to Brendan!¡±


    He had ced the wrong bet. Deirdre lowered her eyes and suppressed the sorrow that vanished in


    her eyes as soon as it appeared.


    ¡®That is natural. After all, Brendan is an egoist. He won¡¯t get himself involved when something doesn¡¯t


    hurt him, so why would hee for me?¡±


    ¡°F*ck!¡± Cillian could not refrain from cursing aloud. He narrowed his eyes and sized up


    Deirdre before he clutched her lower jaw strenuously. ¡°What should I do then? I can¡¯t just be on the


    losing side for nothing. Since he won¡¯t take the bait, I will punish his woman instead.¡±


    Deirdre took her sweet time to say, ¡®You can punish me anytime you want, Mr. King. After all, I¡¯ve


    already been captured by you. However, are you sure that you want to let Brendan off so easily?¡±


    Cillian took a step back and looked at the woman¡¯s calm face. His interest was piqued.


    ¡°What do you mean?¡±


    ¡°We should work together. I¡¯ll help you to seek revenge on Brendan, and you¡¯ll grant me my freedom.¡±


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    Chapter 626 Why Should I Trust You?


    He had not expected the woman before him to have the nerve to y mind games with him at a


    moment like this.


    ¡°I know exactly what you are thinking. You want to run away, right? I can¡¯t believe that you would stoop


    so low as to use this kind of excuse. What makes you think that I¡¯ll work with Brendan¡¯s woman?¡±


    ¡®The devil takes the hindmost. Maybe a second earlier, I was still Brendan¡¯s woman, but since he


    refused toe to my rescue to save himself, why shouldn¡¯t I find another way to save myself?¡±


    Deirdre said candidly. Sheid herself bare and added, ¡°Mr. King, all I care about is my own safety. To


    achieve my goal, I¡¯m willing to do anything I can, including betray Brendan.¡±


    Cillian squinted his eyes. There was a voice in his mind telling him to guard himself against the woman


    before him. After all, not everyone could stay as calm as she had when she had been abducted.


    That being said, he was curious about the things that Deirdre had said.


    ¡®Then how are you going to take revenge on Brendan?¡± Cillian pitched his voice low and warned her.


    ¡°Don¡¯t tell me that you want me to let you go so you can lead Brendan into some sort of trap. I¡¯m not a


    fool, Deirdre.¡±


    Deirdre took a deep breath and said, ¡°Of course that¡¯s not what I¡¯m going to do. Since I¡¯m nning to


    get revenge on Brendan, I¡¯ll think of another way. Anyway, do you know Charlene, Mr. King?¡±


    The name rang a bell, and it took Cillian a short while to recall who she was. ¡°Isn¡¯t she Brendan¡¯s ex-


    wife? She¡¯s serving time because she ran over someone with her car. Why did you bring her up all of a


    sudden, Miss McKinnon?¡±


    Deirdre said, ¡®That¡¯s because she¡¯s been released from prison.¡±


    Cillian narrowed his eyes, and Deirdre continued. ¡°She had stic surgery and now she¡¯s using the


    name Charli McKinsey. If you don¡¯t believe me, you can go and check yourself, Mr. King.¡±


    ¡°So?¡± Cillian asked expressionlessly. ¡°What are you trying to say here?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m sure you know how much Brendan loves Charlene, right? He would do anything for that woman,


    including sacrifice himself. The reason I have been able to stay by Brendan¡¯s side and reap the


    benefits is that I look like Charlene,¡± Deirdre said. ¡°If the person abducted wasn¡¯t me but Charlene, do


    you think Brendan would have thrown everything away ande to beg you to let her go?¡±


    Gillian¡¯s eyes glowed up. The things that Deirdre had said were exactly what he had been dreaming of.


    However, he soon regained hisposure and said, ¡°Why should I trust you since you don¡¯t have any


    proof to support your statement?¡±


    ¡°First of all, I¡¯m not stupid enough to provoke you with a lie that can be exposed at any moment,¡±


    Deirdre said calmly.¡± Second, you¡¯ll be able to tell if I¡¯m telling the truth or not when you go check it out.


    For example, you can check if Charlene is still in prison or not. You can also check if the name Charli


    McKinsey is real or not.¡±


    Before Cillian could say anything, Deirdre added, ¡°Not only that, but I know where


    Charlene is right now. You just need to send some people over there and I assure you that you will find


    her.¡±


    Cillian asked, ¡°Where is she now then?¡±


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    Deirdre was not going to tell him that. She struggled a little bit and felt the coarse surface of the rope


    grazing her skin. Then, she said, ¡°Mr. King, you¡¯re a smart person, but I¡¯m not that gullible either. I need


    something to secure my safety too. I want you to get me a morefortable ce to stay. I¡¯ll also give


    you some time to check everything I just said. When you make up your mind, we¡¯ll continue to talk


    about the details.¡±

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    Chapter 627 Brendan Has Already Left


    Cillian fell silent. Given his current circumstances, he did not have any better options.


    It would only take two days to get everything done. Since Deirdre was here with him right now, he was


    confident that she would not be able to run away from him.


    In the end, he untied Deirdre¡¯s hands and led her into his car. He took her to the room on the second


    floor of the private property he owned. Before he left, he warned her. ¡°Deirdre, you¡¯d better not be lying


    to me. Otherwise, I hope you¡¯ll enjoy yourst two days. Then, I¡¯ll show you what it feels like to live in


    hell.¡±


    He smirked coldly and left. Deirdre rubbed the red welt on her wrist as the indescribable pain spread


    from her skin to her chest.


    Brendan did not show up anymore. He had gone off the gridpletely. Perhaps he was on his way


    back to Neve, so she could only depend on herself right now.


    However, this was something impossible for an ordinary person to handle, let alone a blind woman like


    her.


    After she calmed herself down, she got to her feet and opened the door. As soon as the door was


    opened, two muscr men stood in front of it, their bodies so massive that they did not allow even the


    slightest bit of light to pass through.


    ¡°Where do you think you¡¯re going?¡± one of them asked sternly. Deirdre ced her hand on her stomach


    and said,¡± I¡¯m starving. I¡¯m sure that your boss wouldn¡¯t want to see my corpse when hees back,


    would he? Can you get me something to eat?¡±


    The two of them looked at each other and said, ¡°Go wait inside the room. We¡¯ll order some take-out for


    you.¡±


    ¡°Can I eat in the living room? It¡¯s going to get smelly if I eat in my room¡±


    ¡°You¡¯re so troublesome.¡± One of them growled menacingly. Before Cillian had left, he had told them to


    be wary of Deirdre. After all, she was not as weak and vulnerable as she looked.


    Deirdre¡¯s gaze changed. She sighed helplessly and said,¡± Then please hurry.¡±


    She closed the door and the smile on her face disappeared. She leaned on the door and bit her lips


    tightly.


    She could not leave through the main door. There were two bodyguards guarding this room, and she


    was certain that there were even more of them outside.


    ¡®Should I leave through the window?¡¯


    When the thought surfaced in her head, she groped her way to the window. However, much to her


    chagrin, Cillian had installed bars on the window. She could barely stick her arm out, let alone her


    entire body.


    Overwhelmed with despair, she gnashed her teeth tightly and willed herself to calm down.


    If she wanted to get out of this ce, she needed to stay calm.


    Soon, the bodyguard threw the take-out on the table and asked Deirdre to finish it as soon as possible.


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    When Deirdre walked over to the table, she noticed that the soup had spilled on the floor.


    However, she did not care. She finished all the food despite not having an appetite. After she had


    regained her energy, she began to look around for the instrument that could open up the bars on the


    window.


    While she was searching the room, the door opened. The bodyguard saw that Deirdre was rummaging


    through the drawer and scoffed coldly, ¡°Stop wasting your energy. Since we locked you up in this room,


    it means that we¡¯ve already taken everything away. Even if you wanted to kill yourself by cutting your


    wrists, you wouldn¡¯t even find a single de here.¡±


    Deirdre was discouraged but she did not stop what she was doing. ¡°You misunderstood. I¡¯m looking for


    a piece of paper,¡± she said softly.


    ¡°Looking for a piece of paper? What are you going to do with it?¡±


    Deirdre smiled at him and said, ¡°I¡¯m having my period. If I ask you to buy me some tampons from the


    convenience store, will you do it for me? If you don¡¯t want to do it, I have to figure out a way to make


    do.¡±


    The bodyguard¡¯s face turned pale. He had not expected something like this from Deirdre.


    He frowned slightly and said, ¡°You can just let us know what you need.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m a woman, so I feel too embarrassed to tell you something like that.¡± Deirdre sat back on the bed


    and ced her hand on her stomach.


    The bodyguard turned around and left. Before he walked out of the room, he remembered what he had


    come for and said, ¡°Oh yeah, Mr. King told me to inform you that Brendan has already left Eastgene.


    He¡¯s on his way back to Neve now.¡±

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    Chapter 628 You¡¯re Tempting Me


    Even though Deirdre had expected it, her heart still sank a little when the bodyguard told her about it.


    She had not expected a heartless person like Brendan to show her anypassion, but she had not


    expected him to leave in his car without any hesitation when she was in danger either.


    ¡®He really is the most heartless man I¡¯ve ever met,¡¯ Deirdre thought as her eyes were filled with


    mockery.


    ¡°Okay,¡± she replied. ¡°I know what kind of person Brendan is, so you can tell Mr. King. As long as he can


    ensure my safety, I have plenty of ways to bring him down from his throne.¡±


    The bodyguard turned around and left. Deirdre was still sitting on the bed in the same position even


    when he came back from the grocery store. Her face was hidden in the shadows, so he could not see


    her expression right now.


    He felt a little bit sorry for her, so he said in a gentle voice,¡± Don¡¯t worry. As long as everything you said


    is true and you¡¯re willing to cooperate with Mr. King, he won¡¯t hurt you.¡±


    Deirdre ced her hand on her face. No one knew if she was wiping tears off her face or just rubbing


    her face because she was exhausted. ¡®Thank you.¡±


    She took the paper bag from his hand and groped her way into the bathroom.


    After she closed the door, the sadness and vulnerability on her face melted away, getting reced by


    calmness.


    It was true that she had felt hurt for a moment after Brendan¡¯s departure, but she would never feel sad


    about it. She knew very well what kind of person Brendan was, so she did not expect much from him.


    She had just been putting on a show for the bodyguard just now.


    Regardless of how stone-hearted a man was, he would let his guard down once he saw a woman


    break down in grief. Once he let his guard down, even if it was just for a short period of time, she would


    seize the chance.


    She unwrapped the tampon and put it on. Then, she moved along the wall to the window sill.


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    Soon, she realized with delight that there were no bars on the window. However, the window was tightly


    shut.


    Smashing the window was so much easier than breaking the bars!


    A n appeared in Deirdre¡¯s head almost instantly.


    She pretended that nothing had happened and went to rest on her bed.


    On the third day, Cillian suddenly came to the mansion and entered her room.


    ¡°Everything you said is true. Charlene isn¡¯t in prison anymore. No wonder Brendan hooked up with


    another woman called Charli as soon as his ex-wife was sent to prison.¡±


    As if he had found something, a triumphant smile appeared on Gillian¡¯s face. ¡°We just need to catch


    hold of Charli and Brendan will certainlye back to Eastgene!¡±


    Deirdre had expected this, so she went along with Cillian and said, ¡°Yeah, Brendan treats Charlene as


    though she¡¯s his whole world. If something happened to her, he wouldn¡¯t sit by and do nothing.¡±


    Cillian nced at her and said, ¡°You¡¯ve done well this time.¡±


    Deirdre smiled. ¡°Well, I¡¯m very honest when ites to cooperation.¡±


    She looked stunning when she smiled. Especially now that she had gotten so much rest in the past few


    days that her cheeks were ruddy.


    Lust was normally the next thing one considered when they were all warm and fed.


    Cillian had always wanted to have a taste of Deirdre, so he decided to give in to his desire and went up


    to Deirdre. His breathing becamebored as he pulled her hair behind her ears.


    ¡°I have to admit that Brendan really has a good eye for women. You and Charlene are both beautiful,


    but you have the same style too. You both have an innocent vibe, but you have some kind of


    determination in your eyes. I really want to have a taste.¡±


    He leaned over Deirdre and dismissed the bodyguard.


    Deirdre slipped her finger into the nket, and just as Cillian was about to kiss her, she said, ¡°Mr. King,


    I¡¯m on my period.¡±


    Cillian froze. His face sank, and he asked in disbelief,¡± Really?¡±


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    Chapter 629 I Just Wanted to Live


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    The bodyguard behind them said, ¡°Yes, she¡¯s telling the truth.¡±


    Cillian frowned. His desire disappeared without a single trace, and he felt a bit disgusted.


    ¡°I know what you want, Mr. King. But we don¡¯t have to rush everything. We can always have more fun


    after we¡¯ve pulled Brendan down from his throne.¡±


    Cillian felt that Deirdre was right. Women were thest thing he would becking.


    However, the satisfaction of being able to trample Brendan under his feet was something that could not


    be reced by anything else.


    ¡°Where is Charli now?¡±


    ¡°She¡¯s at a church in Neve.


    ¡°Church?¡± Gillian¡¯s face sank. The ce was a bit too far away. He said with displeasure,


    ¡°What is she doing there?¡±


    ¡°A while ago, Brendan was seriously ill and almost died in the hospital, so Charli went to the church to


    pray for him while atoning her sin for running over someone.¡±


    It was a good excuse, and Cillian did not press on as he was confident that Deirdre did not dare to lie to


    him. He went away excitedly as he was going to Neve tonight to capture Charli.


    After the door was closed, Deirdre¡¯s lips were trembling, and her back was wet with sweat.


    She thought she still had time. She did not expect Cillian to be so fast.


    There was no way Charlene would be at Mt. Ash in Neve. She was waiting for the first trial at the police


    station¡¯s jail.


    Thus, Cillian would definitely find out that she was lying. Therefore, if she wanted to run away from


    here, she had to do it today.


    Deirdre felt like she was sitting on pins and needles when the thought surfaced in her mind.


    She had already figured out the habits of the two bodyguards outside in these two days.


    They would go down to have their meal every night at 10:00 p.m.


    They would talk when they ate, so as long as she did not cause too muchmotion, she would not


    rm them.


    Therefore, when they went for their meals, Deirdre pushed the table over to the door to block it. After


    that, she took the sheet off and wrapped it around her elbow together with the clock on the table beside


    the bed. She then came to the bathroom and smashed the window with all her might.


    The window shattered.


    There was noiseing from downstairs, and Deirdre¡¯s face was filled with sweat. Her lips were


    trembling, and she continued smashing on the window until it wasrge enough to pass through.


    Afterward, she wrapped herself in a nket and jumped from the window.


    When she fell from the second floor, she felt as if her lungs wereing out of her throat, and her eyes


    were tearing up.


    At the same time, the bodyguards finally entered the room on the second floor. Deirdre did not dare to


    waste any more time and ran straight ahead.


    Even though she could not see the road clearly, she did not stop. After all, she knew that they would


    torture her with all their might if they chased up to her when she stopped.


    However, she was nearly blind and could barely discern anything with her eyes. She could not see the


    road ahead clearly, and she identally tripped and fell down. Those people had already jumped down


    from the second floor. In the next moment, they arrived in front of her and directed their shlights


    directly at her face.


    One of them said, his face dark, ¡°Miss McKinnon,e back. Please don¡¯t make things difficult for us.¡±


    By the time Cillian came back from Neve, it was already the second day. He kicked the door to


    Deirdre¡¯s room furiously. Deirdre was lying on the bed, her arms were tied behind her back, and her


    eyes were staring nkly ahead.


    Rage instantly rose from the bottom of Ci Ilian¡¯s heart as he walked forward and gave her a p across


    her face.


    ¡°B*tch! Not only did you try to run away, but you lied to me too! I went to Mt. Ash, and there was


    nothing there!¡±


    There was blood lining the corner of Deirdre¡¯s lips. After she heard what he said, she lowered her head.


    ¡°I just wanted to live¡±


    Since no one would save her, she could only rely on herself.


    If it were in the past, she would not care if she was alive or dead since she had nothing left in this


    world. Instead of being tortured, she would rather die.

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    Chapter 630 Brendan Is Here


    However, things were different now. She had Kyran with her. If she died, Kyran would be devastated.


    At the very least, she wanted to say a final goodbye to Kyran before she died.


    ¡°You want to live? Does Brendan want you to live?¡± Cillian scoffed. ¡°Well, you can¡¯t me anyone but


    yourself. After all, you were the one who chose him to be your man.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s eyshes trembled. A pang shot through her chest, and she gasped out in pain.


    ¡°I met with the wrong person. Please give me another chance,¡± she said.


    ¡°Another chance?¡± Cillian grabbed her hair and enunciated each word. ¡°You don¡¯t have any chance


    anymore!¡±


    He took off his tie. ¡°You¡¯ve exhausted my patience. Initially, I nned to have some fun with you. I


    might keep you for a few more days if you serve me well today. If not, I¡¯ll send you to the owner of


    Mystic Midnight today and force you to serve other people right away!¡±


    After he finished speaking, he stretched his arm forward to tear Deirdre¡¯s shirt. He was furious. He


    wanted to vent all his anger on Deirdre for ying him like a fool.


    Suddenly, Deirdre came around to her senses and tried to fight back but to no avail.


    Cillian was much stronger than her. Just when Cillian was about to mount on her, someone knocked on


    the door rapidly.


    ¡°Mr. King! Mr. King!¡±


    Cillian snapped and growled, ¡°Don¡¯te and bother me even if the sky has fallen! Get out of here!¡±


    When he went to kiss Deirdre¡¯s neck, Wynne shouted, ¡°Mr. King, you need toe down! Brendan is


    here!¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s pupils constricted as she was stunned when she heard what Wynn said.


    ¡®Brendan is here? Isn¡¯t he at Neve right now? Is he not going to help me anymore? Then why¡­¡¯


    Cillian was equally surprised too. However, he calmed himself down and pushed all the thoughts to the


    back of his mind. As he put on his clothes, he told Wynne toe in.


    After Wynne came in, Cillian asked, ¡°Brendan is here? Where is he now?¡±


    ¡°He¡¯s in the courtyard.¡±


    Cillian frowned. ¡°He came here alone?¡±


    Wynne nodded. ¡°Yes. He didn¡¯t bring anyone with him.¡±


    Cillian was confused. If Brendan had run away, why did he return to Eastgene? Besides, hadn¡¯t he


    already given up on Deirdre?


    Even though he couldn¡¯t figure out the reason, Cillian found that he did not have to worry about


    anything since Brendan was here alone.


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    No matter how powerful Brendan was, there was no way he could defeat all ten people around him.


    What¡¯s more, all of these people were expert fighters.


    After he finished putting on all his clothes, he grabbed Deirdre¡¯s hair and dragged her downstairs as


    well.


    When they were downstairs, he flung Deirdre on the couch.


    ¡°Ask Brendan toe in.¡±


    The bodyguard did as he was told and brought Brendan in.


    It was only then Cillian saw the iing person clearly.


    His body which was wrapped in the suit was ripped. He had a handsome face, and his gaze was as


    sharp as a de. It was just that he seemed rather tired. There were two dark circles around his eyes,


    and he did not seem as intimidating as he used to be.


    It urred to Cillian that Brendan had not been having a good time for the past few days.


    He sneered disdainfully and lit himself a cigarette. After taking a drag, he said, ¡°This is a surprise. What


    brought you here today, Mr. BrighthalI? Why didn¡¯t you call me before you came here so that I could go


    out to wee you?¡±


    From the moment Brendan came in, his gaze had never once left Deirdre. His face sank when he saw


    the wounds on her arms and the bruises on her face.


    After ascertaining that she was not hurt badly, he raised his head and parted his lips.


    ¡°Stop beating around the bush. Tell me what you want before you¡¯ll return Deirdre to me.¡±

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    Chapter 631 Bowed Down for Real


    ¡®Tsk, tsk, tsk." Cillian tutted in a taunting manner. "If you were toe six days ago and tell me this,


    perhaps I might be touched by your unfaltering devotion. Yet, you''ve only returned after leaving


    Eastgene for six days. Isn''t it hypocritical of you to speak like this now?¡±


    Deirdre widened her eyes and agreed with Gillian''s remark in her heart.


    ¡®Didn''t Brendan give up on me? Didn''t he leave for Neve already?¡¯ She could not understand why he


    was back again.


    Brendan was unbothered, and his expression did not even change, but he repeated himself, "What do


    you want?"


    Cillian was feeling slightly furious. He put out his cigarette while he sneered.


    "What do I want? You beat me up violently the other day that my face was swollen for three whole


    days, Mr. Brighthall. I woke up in pain and lost a few teeth. I figure that I can''t just endure the torment


    for nothing, right?¡± Cillian narrowed his eyes and said, "If you were to bow down to me in everyone''s


    witness, I might consider handing Deirdre to you."


    Deirdre¡¯s pupils shook upon hearing that. She raised her head quickly.


    However, she calmed down soon enough.


    Brendan would never consent to such a humiliating act. Perhaps he would just turn around and leave.


    Since he had the courage toe alone, he had a n to get away too.


    Brendan did not even furrow his eyebrows for the slightest bit. "Will you be able to ept it if I bow to


    you, Mr. King?¡±


    Cillian cracked a crafty smile and said, ¡°You''re jesting, Mr. Brighthall. I''m four years your senior, so why


    can''t I ept your bow?


    You will only need to let me know if you''re willing to do so. I won''t stop you from leaving even if you''re


    unwilling to do so, just that...¡±


    He turned his hand and grabbed Deirdre¡¯s hair before tugging her hair upward.


    The stinging pain on her scalp made her frown deeply. Cillian said provocatively, ¡°It''s just that Deirdre


    will be suffering today. However, I believe that you won''t care about Deirdre¡¯s survival this time too,


    since you didn''t care about it previously, right?¡±


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    Brendan''s dark eyes were staring at Gillian¡¯s hand coldly, and his fists were tightly clenched. "Get your


    hands off her!"


    ¡®You seem like you''ve taken pity on her.¡± Cillian smirked sarcastically.


    It seemed that Deirdre did have a ce in Brendan''s heart, and he was delighted about that. Even


    though he could force


    Brendan to bow to him, it was much more exciting for him to manipte Brendan into bowing down to


    him spontaneously.


    "Since you treasure her so much, why didn''t youe and save her previously?¡±


    Brendan''s dark eyes were so dim that there was no way to tell his mood.


    " This is none of your business.¡±


    Gillian''s smile froze for a moment before his expression soon turned scornful. He would like to see how


    long Brendan could uphold his pride at this critical juncture.


    "Are you going to bow down, Mr. Brighthall?" He cast a look at his subordinate. The subordinate aimed


    the prepared camera at Brendan and waited to take photos of the scene so Cillian could upload them


    to his social media and show off to his friends. Brendan did not answer at once, while Deirdre was so


    anxious that her breathing became irregr.


    ¡®What is going on? Why hasn''t Brendan left? Since he is here alone, isn''t he prepared to get away in


    advance?¡¯ Her thoughts were a mess, and she heard amotion.


    Cillian apuded.


    ¡®This is amazing! I didn''t expect Mr. Brighthall to have the boldness to bow down to someone willingly


    for a woman!"


    ¡®Bow down? What!?''


    Deirdre¡¯s pupils constricted, and she widened her eyes with great effort. She saw the tall outline


    standing at the entrance bending over without her notice.


    ¡®Brendan has actually... bowed down for real!" Her fingers were trembling, and her eyes were filled with


    shock.

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    Chapter 632


    Chapter 632 Don''t Need Your Feigned Kindness


    Cillian looked at her and said, "It seems that between you and Charlene, he has chosen you."


    Deirdre was shocked and her eyshes were batting.


    ¡®Am I dreaming? I must be... Brendan is arrogant and overbearing. How can he possibly bow down to


    someone? How can he bow down to Cillian!?"


    "Will that be enough?" Brendan looked straight ahead. Even when his back was bent, he was still as


    charming as ever. "Let her off. Every wrong has its cause. I should be the one to pay back what I owe


    you."


    "Uh..." Cillian feigned his hesitation, but the smirk on his lips remained as wide as ever. "It is surprising


    that Mr. Brighthall is willing to bow to me.


    However, I¡¯m afraid that it can be difficult to erase everything that happened when all you do is just


    bend over."


    Brendan''s expression turned sour. ¡®You said that all I have to do is bow down."


    Yes." Cillianughed in delight. "However, I didn''t say I''d free Deirdre after you bowed to me. I said I


    won¡¯t torment Deirdre if you bow down to me willingly."


    Brendan clenched his fists, yet he could only endure it. Cillian was extremely proud of himself. He was


    under the assumption that Brendan would have a trick up his sleeve. He did not expect that Brendan


    would actually have the boldness toe alone without a backup n.


    He was behaving like a lunatic for a woman. He did it for Charlene in the past, and he did it for Deirdre


    now.


    "However, I¡¯m not an unreasonable person." Cillian lit a cigarette for himself and said in a carefree


    manner, "Kneel to me, and I''ll consider your beating incident undone."


    Before Brendan could speak, Cillian said, "It''s already very magnanimous of me, right? I''m writing off


    the incident in a perfect manner without hurting you even after those few punches you threw got me in


    a hospital."


    Brendan would not be hurt, but he would be more disgusted by his action than taking a beating.


    Cillian was tormenting him. Moreover, Cillian would not just put an end to everything so easily after this.


    He would also have the next step nned and the step after that.


    Deirdre''s chest was burning with emotions. It was so painful that her face turned ghastly pale. When


    she calmed down, she took a deep breath and said, "I don¡¯t need your feigned kindness, Brendan.¡±


    Everyone looked at her, and she said in a hateful tone, ¡®You had a chance to take me with you six days


    ago, but you chose to leave. You abandoned me at the time, so why are you here now? Are you here


    to show that you still have a tinge of pity in your icy-cold body? Or do you think that I won''t hate you


    anymore if you do this?"


    Deirdre clenched her fists tightly and chuckled in a mocking tone.


    "That ispletely out of the question... Brendan, that ispletely out of the question! I hate you,


    and I won''t forgive you for the rest of my life! Leave now and get out of here!"


    She roared out her final sentence.


    Brendan''s dark eyes were glistening with emotions but dimmed in the next moment as if he had fallen


    into the deepest pit. Not a single trace of emotion could be seen in his eyes.


    Cillian was infuriated and raised his hand to p Deirdre.


    "You b*tch! Shut the f*ck up!" He was furious that the woman would suddenlye forward and ruin


    his n when he was confident that he initially had a death grip on Brendan.


    Deirdre''s face was turned to the side from the p, and her shoulders were bouncing. Brendan''s pupils


    constricted as he was overwhelmed with the urge to run to her.


    Next to him, two burly men were ordered to stop him in advance, so they pinned him down.


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    Gillian''s delightful mood to fool around had vanished. He told Brendan," You are bold to show up by


    yourself today. However, you beat me up previously. You must be dreaming if you think that you can


    leave here with Deirdre safely just by bending your back."

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    Chapter 633 Don''t Touch Her


    Cillian was burning with anger at the thought of how he had been put through the torture and the


    powerlessness he felt when Brendan pinned him on the ground.


    Soon afterward, he ordered his subordinates ferociously, "Beat him up! Beat him to his death!¡±


    "Mr. King..." The few bodyguards stood looking at one another. "Are we really going to hit him? Mr. King


    Sr. is-¡±


    Gillian''s expression turned cold, and his sinister-looking eyes were filled with killing intent. "Are you


    working for him or me?"


    As soon as he made the remark, the subordinates did not have the courage to speak anymore. One of


    them raised his hand and punched Brendan.


    Brendan copsed to the ground in pain, only to be struck by heavier punches than the previous ones.


    He felt as if his internal organs were exploding from the punches and churning in his chest.


    Deirdre shook her head with all her might. She could hear the sound of the beating and also Brendan''s


    muffled grunt from enduring the pain. She shouted, "Stop it! Stop hitting him!¡±


    Yet, no one listened to her.


    Cillian flicked his cigarette and said as he looked down at Brendan from above, "You really got what


    you deserve, Brendan.


    Initially, it would be utterly impossible for you to fall into my hands, but it''s your fault for falling in love


    with Deirdre. You deserve what you got.¡±


    Brendan was bleeding profusely from his mouth, and his blood was pooling around the living room.


    Deirdre tugged at Gillian''s top strenuously and suppressed her shaky voice with great effort when she


    said, "Don¡¯t let them beat him up anymore... If Brendan dies, no one''s going to be able to get away...¡±


    "Naturally, I won''t let Brendan die. He¡¯s too young and dominant without showing any respect to his


    seniors. He deserves to be taught a lesson like this." Cillian cracked a smirk in contempt and raised his


    hand to beckon his subordinates to stop.


    Brendan had already copsed to the ground with a streak of blood flowing out of his mouth. He


    swallowed with great effort and red at Cillian with bloodshot eyes.


    Cillian furrowed his eyebrows for a moment. Brendan''s eyes were so cold that he could not help feeling


    fearful in his heart. When he recovered from his fear, he realized that he was the one in control now.


    ¡®Why was I scared when Brendan is already in so much pain from being beaten up by my


    subordinates?¡¯


    He was furious about that.


    Cillian narrowed his eyes, took a step forward, and grabbed Brendan by his cor. "What''s going on?


    Do you have something to say, Mr. Brighthall?"


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    Brendan looked at Cillian, and he was frowning from the pain. He rested for a while before he said, "Let


    Deirdre go, and I''ll stay.¡±


    "You''ll stay?¡± Cillian was surprised, but he remembered something and said with a sneer, "I regret to


    inform you that I''m unable toply with your wish. After all, I haven''t even had the time to touch a fine


    specimen like Deirdre. How can I free her so easily?


    "Coincidentally, I don''t have a woman who is like her. I''m going to keep her and toy with her for a few


    days. You can consider it as my having a change of taste too. What do you think of that, Mr.


    Brighthall?"


    Brendan''s expression turned cold, his dark eyes glistening with killing intent.


    "Don''t touch her."


    Cillian was stunned for a moment by Brendan''s gaze. He was furious from embarrassment when he


    came to realize his reaction.


    "Don''t touch her? Brendan, you think you''re some hot sh*t, huh? You''re worse than a dog now in my


    presence. How dare you try to stop me?" Cillian said, "Not only am I going to touch her, but I want you


    to witness it as well!"


    Brendan struggled with great effort in an attempt to run over and stop Cillian when he realized what


    was about to happen. The bodyguards were stunned for a moment before they hastily pinned him


    down. They were astounded that Brendan still had the strength to get up despite his condition.


    Even if he still had the strength, he would be in so much pain that he could not move.


    Cillian made his way to the sofa in a few swift steps and pinned Deirdre against the sofa as he ripped


    her clothes.


    Deirdre came to realize the situation by struggling intensely. Her eyes were bloodshot, and she was so


    hopeless she wished she could die.


    ¡°Cillian!¡± Brendan roared deeply, "I will make sure that you regret touching her for the rest of your life if


    you dare!¡±

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    Chapter 634 He Didn''t Do It for Her


    Brendan spoke so coldly that Cillian could not help halting his movements for a moment. By the time he


    realized his reaction, he despised his reaction and leaned over in preparation to kiss her.


    In the next moment, a loud noise echoed from outside suddenly.


    Wynne came from outside in a rush. His face was green with rage and pale with fear. "Someone''s


    coming, Mr. King!"


    More than ten cars and a helicopter surrounded the private residence densely. Before Cillian could


    respond to the situation, someone had already shot the door lock, kicked down the door, and charged


    into the house.


    Cillian wanted to react by running, but those people had already arrived and captured everyone,


    including Cillian and all his subordinates.


    Sam took a nce at Deirdre on the sofa and then looked at Brendan apologetically. "I''m sorry that I''m


    late, sir."


    Brendan did not respond. Instead, he took away the gun from Sam''s hand and dragged along his


    extremely painful body to walk to Cillian step by step.


    His expression was somber, and his dark eyes were filled with killing intent.


    Gillian''s entire body was shaking from fear. "What are you doing!? Brendan! The Eastegene police


    won''t let you off if you kill me, nor will the Kings!¡±


    Brendan smirked and said, ¡°Don''t worry. It will be too easy for you to let you die.¡±


    "What-"


    A shot was fired!


    "Gah!"


    Following the gunshot and screaming, Cillian held his arm, which was bleeding profusely, and


    copsed to the floor in a distorted manner. The stench of blood was pungert.


    Gillian''s body was twitching as he lost consciousness.


    Deirdre¡¯s mind went nk due to the unexpected change of events. She tugged at her clothes, her


    entire body shivering in the cold.


    "Miss McKinnon..." Sam sounded bitter when he said, "Are you alright?"


    Deirdre nodded but was still incapable of recovering from the shock. When she calmed down, she


    asked, "Is Cillian dead?¡±


    "He won''t die. Mr. Brighthall is still going to use Gillian¡¯s life to strike a deal with the Kings.¡±


    Deirdre batted her eyshes. ¡®Strike a deal? Is this the motive of Brendan''s return?¡¯


    Brendan returned after throwing away the gun and found Deirdre sitting absentmindedly on the sofa.


    He heaved a sigh and walked over.


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    "I''m taking you to the hospital."


    "It''s fine." Deirdre wrapped her arms around herself to stop herself from shaking. She was still


    overwhelmed with fear. She had been keeping her cool with greater effort a moment ago, yet she was


    filled with lingering fear at this very moment.


    She came to understand deeply that she and Brendan were of two different worlds. She was incapable


    of enduring his tricks and mercilessness.


    Initially, she had no idea why Brendan would backtrack, but she came to realize now that he hade


    prepared from the start. It was the reason he had the boldness toe alone. He had had to suffer


    hardship only because Sam and his team werete. He had note to save her or knelt down for her.


    ¡°I''m taking you back then.¡±


    Deirdre moved her body. "Back where?"


    Brendan said, "Back to Neve, to home."


    "Home?" Deidre was caught in a daze as she found it ridiculous. "I don''t have a home. I don''t know


    where my home is ever since my mother died. I feel like I can go anywhere, but I''m always the outsider


    no matter where I am.


    Brendan''s dark eyes moved quickly. Deirdre took a deep breath and said," Thank you foring to


    save me today, Brendan. It''s possible that I would have lost my chastity if not because of you. However,


    I wouldn''t be enduring this hardship if not because of you too. Hence, let''s just be done with everything


    that happened today."


    She would always remember how Brendan hung up the call without hesitation when she was abducted


    and got into a car to return to Neve.


    His priority was to ensure his own safety, and he ignored her survival, so why should she be grateful for


    his help?

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    Chapter 635


    Chapter 635 Is That How I Am to You?


    ¡®You must get yourself checked in the hospital first, right? I''ll take you."


    Brendan extended his hand while Deirdre avoided him nonchntly.


    "Send me to Vige Alnwick. That is the ce where I should be."


    "Deirdre-"


    "Consider that I''m begging you.¡± Deirdre furrowed her eyebrows tightly, and her head was throbbing.


    ¡®You don¡¯t need to put on an act in my presence. Brendan, I understood how merciless you are from


    the moment you decided to return to Neve after learning about my abduction.


    "Even though I knew it all along, you still managed to be a little crueler than I had imagined. It is a good


    thing that I didn¡¯t put much hope in you from the start. That''s all. Let me go back and rest for a few days


    first so I can calm myself down."


    There was a change in Brendan''s dark eyes atst. A tinge of mncholy shed past his eyes, and


    he cracked a smile that pained one''s heart. "Is that how I am to you? Selfish, heartless, merciless, and


    someone who will cast you aside first when in danger?"


    "Or else?¡± Deirdre raised her head, her expression one of ridicule.


    Brendan felt his heart wrench in pain. When he recovered from the shock, he took a deep breath and


    said, "Sure... I''ll send you there."


    This time, Brendan did not go back on his own word. He sent Deirdre to the airport personally.


    Sam waited until Deirdre¡¯s figure had vanished before he said, "Let''s get to the hospital, sir... You..."


    Brendan''s face was injured, and his body was covered in blood. He drew the attention of countless


    people along the way.


    Sam could hear Brendan''s asional sharp inhale too. He knew that Brendan''s condition was certainly


    worse than he had imagined.


    "I''m fine.¡± Brendan wiped his hands with a wet tissue and said, "Get Den to send someone to pick


    up Deirdre to ensure her safe return. Then follow me to the Kings Manse."


    Deirdre had just gotten off the flight when someone came to pick her up. "Hello, Miss McKinnon. My


    name is Glenna ser, and I work for Mr. Den King. I''m here to send you home."


    Deirdre had never heard of this person''s name, and she became hesitant. Glenna passed the phone to


    her and said, "Call from Mr. King."


    Den''s voice was hearding from the other end of the call when she ced the phone on her ear.


    "Miss McKinnon, Glenna is a friend of Fionn. She is a very dependable person. You can reach out to


    her for help during my absence. I''ll be back in two days.¡±


    Deirdre was overwhelmed with emotions in her heart. "How do you know I''m back today, Mr. King?¡±


    Den said, "Brendan reached out to me and told me that you were leaving and insisted that no one


    was to keep youpany. Otherwise, I would have sent Fionn to go with you."


    "It''s fine." Deirdre¡¯s tone softened when she said, ¡®You should recuperate first ande back when


    you''ve recovered."


    "Hmm, oh right." Den said nonchntly, "Kyran couldn''t reach you, so he sought my help to tell you


    that he will need to be there for a few more days."


    ¡®That is wonderful.¡¯


    Even though Deirdre missed Kyran like crazy now, her state of mind was a mess. She had no idea how


    she should be in Kyran''s presence after the events that unfolded with Brendan.


    After ending the call, Deirdre passed the phone back to Glenna.


    ¡®Thank you for taking the trouble to do this."


    The woman''s voice sounded sweet. "It¡¯s fine! I''ll send you, Miss McKinnon.¡±


    Deirdre kept quiet along the way. Meanwhile, Glenna was friendly and chatty. She told Deirdre about


    many fun things and told Deirdre to reach out to her tomorrow when the car stopped.


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    "Miss McKinnon, here''s a motivational quote. We should live every day being happy. You''re so


    beautiful, so why do you wear a sad face? If it¡¯s a rtionship problem, you don¡¯t need to mind that at


    all because you have nock of suitors. If it''s something else, it''s useless to be worried anyway. You


    just need to adjust your mentality and start fresh.¡±

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    Chapter 636 Express Yourself Boldly


    Deirdre knew that Glenna wasforting her, so she cracked a smile to appease Glenna.


    ¡®Thank you."


    She wanted to adjust her mentality, but the events that had taken ce in the past few days were


    complicated.


    "I shall make a move first."


    Deirdre leaned against the door and slid to the floor upon entering the vi. She felt as if all her energy


    was drained from her body, leaving only an empty, t husk.


    She had only discovered that she did not even have someone to vent to after losing Kyran.


    She could not express everything that happened, but she could only bury everything in her heart until it


    decayed and turned into a puddle of mud.


    Two dayster, Deirdre was back to being her usual self and epted Glenna¡¯''s invitation to have a


    meal.


    Glenna¡¯s friendliness was overboard in the past few days. She went from addressing Deirdre as Miss


    McKinnon to Deirdre in less than half an hour. In fact, she had even told Deirdre about everything


    regarding herself.


    It was Deirdre''s first time encountering someone so enthusiastic, yet she did not feel revolted by


    Glenna. She could see that Glenna had a naive temperament andck of experience in the world,


    judging by Glenna¡¯s naive speech.


    Glenna ordered five courses as soon as they sat down in the restaurant.


    Deirdre stopped her by saying, ¡®You shouldn''t order so much. We can''t finish the food, and it''s going to


    turn into waste."


    Glenna beckoned the waiter to continue to take the order as before. Then, she unwrapped the


    disposable cutlery and smiled.


    "It''s fine. We''ll just take it to go if we can''t finish it. Moreover, there is more than just the two of us


    today."


    "More than just the two of us?" Deirdre was stunned.


    Glenna propped her face and said, "Mr. King will be joining us today as well!"


    Deirdre had not been informed about that. However, it was not that Den did not tell her but that her


    earlier phone was damaged and her SIM card was still with Brendan.


    "Is Mr. Kinging today? Has he recovered?"


    "Hmm!" Glenna was delighted and said in excitement, "It''s all thanks to you that I get the honor to meet


    Mr. King. I heard that he is super-good-looking like Henry Cavill!"


    Deirdre smiled. "Aren''t you a friend of Fionn? Why haven''t you even met Mr. King before?"


    Glenna heaved a sigh. "It''s all Fionn''s fault. He was scared that I''d talk rashly, disrespect Mr. King, and


    act like a stalker!"


    Deirdre was amused. "He''s quite right."


    "Shoo!" Glenna leaned against the chair and feigned her reservation as she said, "I just adore good-


    looking men. However, I know how to practice good etiquette. I will behave myself and strive not to


    scare him when I meet him."


    "Don¡¯t worry. Mr. King is a man of great experience. He won''t be scared by yourck of reservation."


    Deirdreforted Glenna, saying, "Do your best to express yourself boldly."


    "What do you mean by expressing myself boldly..." Glenna was shy all of a sudden. "You make it sound


    like I''m about to do something to Mr. King."


    ¡®What if you do?" Deirdre winked. "Spoiler alert, Mr. King is very good looking."


    "Deirdre, how did you turn so indecent in just two days!" Glenna cupped her cheeks and said in a


    curious tone, "I thought you can''t see, right? How can you tell that he¡¯s good-looking?"


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    "Hmm..." Deirdre tilted her head to the side and said, "I heard someone else mention it, and I can tell


    from the way he carries himself. Also, I feel it when I speak to him. After all, a man''s politeness does


    influence one''s favorable impression of him."


    Glenna was embarrassed. ¡®That''s true too..."


    The door opened up while they were talking.


    The owner called out, "Wee!"


    Glenna raised her head and saw Den bending over to enter the cubicle with one hand pushing over


    the curtain.His well-fitted suit entuated his tall, strong figure. His facial features were charming, and


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    Den walked toward them, and Glenna was already incapable of taking her eyes off him.He was so


    good-looking that she could only describe him as breathtaking.


    "Miss McKinnon." Den nodded toward Deirdre courteously, then turned his head to look at Glenna.


    He cracked a smile and said respectfully," You''re Glenna, right? I frequently sought your help to handle


    many tasks previously. Thank you for taking the trouble to do those tasks."


    Glenna was at a loss for how to behave herself. Her usual high spirits and enthusiasm vanished at this


    very moment, and she felt muddle-headed.


    Deirdre cleared her throat, and Glenna was jolted back to reality. She rubbed her palms anxiously at all


    times and answered,


    "It''s... It''s no... No trouble..."


    Den smiled. "You sounded very extroverted on the phone. I didn''t expect you to be so shy in


    person."


    Deirdre could not refrain from chuckling aloud. Glenna was an extrovert, but she would shrivel up when


    she was in the presence of someone she fancied.


    Deirdre came to Glenna''s rescue by saying, "Did you just get off a flight, Mr. King?"


    "Yes." Den seized the opportunity to take a seat by sitting next to Glenna.


    Deirdre asked, "Where is Mr. Fox then?"


    "He is personally paying a visit to Vige Alnwick for the development project, so he will not be joining


    us."


    The meals were served coincidentally, so Deirdre picked up the cutlery and said, "Let''s eat. I believe


    that you caught an early flight today. You should be hungry for lunch by now, right?"


    "A little hungry indeed." Den did not decline the offer and began eating as well.


    Glenna only took two bites of her meal after a long time.


    Den found her behavior strange and asked, "Glenna, is the food not suited to your preference?"


    Glenna felt as if her heart was electrocuted. She hastily said, "Please don''t address me as Glenna


    anymore!"


    Den paused for a moment. "What should I address you as, then? Ms. ser?"


    "Hmm..."


    Glenna left soon after they walked out of the restaurant.


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    Den looked at her departing silhouette for a long time before he said in frustration, "It seems that


    Ms. ser is not very fond of me."


    Deirdre wanted tough but could not. It would be inappropriate for her to tell Den that Glenna was


    not not fond of him, but on the contrary, Glenna was too fond of him. There was no way for her to tell


    Den that. As such, she could only avoid the topic of conversation as her response.


    "She is rather... Hmm... Shy in temperament. It''s possible that she will be better after interacting with


    you for a while."


    Den nodded nonchntly, not bothered at all. "I shall send you home."


    "Sure."


    They chatted casually after getting into the car.


    Deirdre received some updates from Den through the conversation, such as that Gillian¡¯s arm was


    crippled and he would not be able to use it anymore. There was also the video clip of Cillian humiliating


    Brendan that thetter used as evidence to force the Kings into covering up the incident without any


    condition.


    Upon hearing that, Deirdre fell into a daze for a long time. She was only jolted back to reality after


    Den called out to her repeatedly.


    "What''s going on?"


    Deirdre shook her head and asked, "What did Brendan get from the Kings then?"


    Den was rather surprised. "How did you know?"


    Deirdre smiled and said, "Just a wild guess."


    "He received a plot ofnd for a development project. Even though the Kings don''t need the project, it


    costs more than 150,000,000 dors, and it''s enough to keep the Kings¡¯ cash flow for a good while."


    Deirdre nodded after a while.


    Brendan had been beaten up and forced to kneel just so he could use this as evidence to manipte


    the Kings. He had punished Cillian just so he could receive a project worth more than 150,000,000


    dors.


    Which part of this involved him doing things for her?


    Perhaps, not a single tiny part was for her. If she were to ponder further, she realized that she had been


    a part of Brendan''s n.


    Otherwise, why would Cillian be able to avoid Brendan''s attention and find her hiding spot to abduct


    her?

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    Deirdre suddenly began shaking, and the feeling of disgust radiated all over her body. She covered her


    mouth.


    Den hastily stepped on the brake.


    "What''s going on? Are you alright?"


    Deirdre recovered from her shakiness and shook her head.


    "I¡¯m alright." She said, "Just getting a little motion sickness. Please continue to drive."


    Den said concerningly, "I shall drive slower then. You may let me know if anything."


    "Sure."


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    Deirdre hugged herself tightly, yet she still could not withstand the coldness that chilled her to the bone.


    The car stopped after half an hour. Deirdre tucked a strand of hair on her face behind her ear. "Are we


    here?"


    "Hmm, we''re here. I''ll send you into the house and pay a visit to the vige."


    Den was about to remove his seat belt when Deirdre said smilingly, "It''s fine. I''m not fully blind, and I


    can still tell where the door is. Go ahead and get busy with the Vige Alnwick project."


    She removed her seat belt and got out of the car while she waved at Den.


    Den was about to drive away when he remembered something.


    "Oh right."


    He took a business card out of his bag and passed it to Deirdre.


    "What is that?"


    Deirdre took it and discovered that it was a card.


    Den hesitated for a moment before he said, ¡®This is Brendan''s business card."


    An evading look shed past Deirdre¡¯s eyes, but she calmed down soon enough.


    "Why are you giving his business card to me?"


    She was about to leave the card when Den said, "Brendan gave this to me. He wanted you to reach


    out to him. He imed that he still has something of yours with him."


    Deirdre¡¯s movement halted. In the next moment, she clutched the business card tightly in her hand and


    felt the sharp edge cutting into her skin. It was painful but not causing injury, fortunately.


    ¡®Something of mine...¡¯


    Deirdre searched for the answer in her head only toe up with one answer.


    It was the phone.


    It had Kyran''s quick contact method and was the only phone she could operate easily. When she held


    phones of other brands in her hand, she could not even unlock them because she could not find the


    button.


    Deirdre¡¯s chest was filled with anger and frustration.


    Brendan knew her needs and was using them to force her into connecting with him.


    Otherwise, he could just have handed it to Den in Eastgene. Why would he need to make such an


    unnecessary move?


    "Understood."


    Suppressing his hatred, Deirdre behaved normally and waved her hand as she gazed after Den''s


    departing car.


    She loosened her grip on the card when she turned around, walked back, and wished she could throw


    it into the trash the next moment.


    Yet, just like how Brendan could have a grip on her, she could not do it.


    Deirdre headed to a convenience store near the vige the next day.


    The store offered phone service to the customers, so she passed the business card to the storekeeper


    and sought the storekeeper''s help to call the number.


    The call was picked up after a while.


    "Hello, who is this?" The voice sounded hoarse from fatigue that could not be concealed.


    Deirdre shut her eyes and opened them again. "It¡¯s me, Brendan."


    Before Brendan could speak, she took it upon herself to say, "You have my phone with you, right?


    Please ship it to me, and I''ll pay for the cost."


    The other end of the call fell silent for a few seconds before he said," Come and see me. I''m in a hotel


    in the city too. I''ll pass it to you in person, so you don''t need to pay for shipping."


    ¡®Stop fooling around!¡¯


    Deirdre suppressed the urge to utter those words because she could not provoke Brendan''s anger.


    "I feel we should keep a distance other than going to thewyer¡¯s office. What do you think about that?"


    "I think that is a bad idea." Brendan''s voice sounded muffled, as if he was sick. It felt as if he was


    catching a breath so he could have the strength to say, "Come and see me, Deirdre. I don¡¯t feel so


    well."


    Deirdre could tell that he was unwell just by listening to his voice.

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    Deirdre was caught in a daze for a moment, but she cleared her head soon enough.


    ¡®Brendan''s tricks are growing cruller with time, and now he has learned to seek pity too?*


    She would feel sorry for him at this point if she was her past self, but she felt nothing other than hatred


    now.She said nonchntly, "What does your well-being have anything to do with me? Go to the


    hospital if you¡¯re unwell, Brendan. I''m not a doctor and can''t help you. If it''s inconvenient for you to


    send the phone to me, I''ll seek Mr. King''s help to get it from-"


    "I won''t hand it to him." Brendan took a deep breath and concisely interrupted her.


    Deirdre was stunned and furrowed her eyebrows. "What are you doing, Brendan?"


    Brendan repeated himself by saying, "Come see me."


    "No!" Deirdre roared aloud, her ghastly pale face flushed in anger.


    The customers in the convenience store looked over at her.


    She forced herself to calm down with great effort by clenching her fist tightly. Only then she found her


    voice to say, "Stop dreaming, Brendan. I won''te and see you."


    Brendan fell silent for a few seconds. "If that''s the case, I won''t return the phone to you either."


    "You!"


    "Not only will I not return the phone..." Brendan chuckled in a teasing manner. "I''m going to throw it out


    of the window so it will shatter from the impact."


    Deirdre felt as if her chest was exploding, and her body was shaking from the anger.


    "You''re despicable!"


    "Hmm..." Brendan answered nonchntly, ¡®You see me as the kind of person who would swear not to


    stop until my goal is attained anyhow. Why shouldn''t I just,disy that impression fully then?"


    Deirdre hung up the phone in a rage.


    The storekeeper looked at Deirdre concerningly and said, "Girl, don''t keep it to yourself if you find


    yourself in a difficult situation, such as you''re being threatened. Laws rule the society, and there¡¯s


    police to help."


    Deirdre forced a smile and said, ¡®Thank you. You''ve misunderstood. I''m not being threatened."


    The storekeeper appeared to be relieved. ¡®Then it must be a lover''s quarrel, right? That''s just how it is


    when you''re dating someone. When I was dating my husband, his actions infuriated me. He was


    incapable of showing care or romance and also incapable of learning. However, he treated me with


    sincerity and gave me all his love. I figured that I would not be at a loss if I married him as long as he


    didn¡¯t do anything that betrayed my trust."


    Deirdre cracked a smile, but she could not bring herself to smile.


    ¡®Isn''t Brendan a textbook example of a bad partner? He is incapable of showing care or romance, and


    he doesn''t treat me with sincerity. Why did I wallow in him at the time like I had lost my mind? Why


    does my heart hurt now when his name is mentioned even after I''ve stopped loving him?¡¯


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    Noticing that Deirdre''s expression grew even more unpleasant, the storekeeper hastily said, "If he


    really isn''t a good one, move on. There is plenty of fish in the sea. You have a beautiful face, so you''ll


    have nock of suitors."


    "Thank you." Deirdre swallowed the stinging bitterness in her throat and felt for some loose change in


    her pocket. "How much will that be? I''ll pay."


    ¡®That will be 15 cents."


    Meanwhile, the phone rang.


    The storekeeper stuck out her neck to take a nce, "I-It''s from your boyfriend."


    Deirdre was vexed and could not be bothered to correct the storekeeper that Brendan was not her


    boyfriend. She said, "Don''t bother."


    She pulled out a note, handed it to the storekeeper, and waited for change.


    During that period, the phone rang again as if it would not stop until its goal was attained.


    The storekeeper could not refrain from taking a few nces at Deirdre." Why don''t you... take the call?


    It will be difficult for me to continue working if he keeps calling like this."

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    Chapter 640 Are You Really That Merciless?


    It would be inappropriate, indeed. In the end, Deirdre took the call, but her tone was icy cold.


    "What the h*ck do you want, Brendan? Are you only pleased after tormenting a person to madness?"


    Brendan chuckled bitterly. "I''m sick, Deirdre. I''m feeling very ill and have no one else with me. I just


    want to see you. Even if you don''t care about me, will you not fulfill this request of mine?"


    After exhaling a breath, Deirdre fell silent while Brendan said, ¡®You can call me despicable or


    shameless, but I''ll return the phone to you if youe. Otherwise, not only will I destroy the phone, but


    I won''t agree to get a divorce either."


    Upon saying that, Brendan gave her the hotel address and ended the call concisely.


    Deirdre suppressed the shakiness of her hand as she returned the phone to its spot.


    ¡®What''s going on?" The storekeeper was extremely anxious.


    Deirdre shook her head. "It''s done. Please charge me for this call as well."


    After leaving the store, her mind was nk.


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    The address of the hotel Brendan had given her was haunting her mind like a nightmare. She had no


    other choice.She hailed a cab and told the address to the driver. The staff recognized her as soon as


    Deirdre got to the hotel.


    ¡®You''re Miss McKinnon, right? I''ll send you to the room."


    "Sure."


    Deirdre entered the elevator with that person, headed to the top floor, and soon stopped in front of a


    door.


    The staff member said, ''This is Mr. Brighthall''s room. I don¡¯t have permission to enter. You may go


    ahead yourself, Miss McKinnon."


    The staff member opened the door with an ess card.


    Deirdre opened the door and entered the pitch-ck room. She felt for a switch to turn on the light in


    the corridor so she could distinguish the room with great effort.


    Meanwhile, she heard the sound of a suppressed coughing from ahead. Soon afterward, she


    heard Brendan''s voice saying,


    "Is that you, Deirdre?"


    His voice sounded even more tired and hoarser than on the phone.


    Deirdre felt her way along the wall with her gaze lowered and found Brendan lying on the bed. She


    asked in a cold tone,


    "Where''s the phone? Where is it?"


    Brendan fell quiet for a few seconds before chuckling in a self-mocking manner. "Can''t you even say


    something that shows your concern to me? No matter how estranged we are now, we still have a


    rtionship thatsts five years..."


    "You don''t need to remind me of my past foolishness in every remark of yours. There is no rtionship


    between us anymore."


    Deirdre¡¯s expression was cold, and she continued her previous query by asking, ¡®Where''s the phone?"


    "Just pour me a ss of water first? My entire body hurts, and I''m so exhausted that I can''t get up. It''s


    my first time having such a bad cold. I feel like I''m dying."


    He took it upon himself to divert to another topic of conversation with a muffled voice. "I... I can''t


    breathe."


    Deirdre shifted her gaze to the side. "Brendan, it''s utterly useless for you to tell me your symptoms


    because I¡¯m not a doctor and can''t help you."


    Brendan smiled, but his dark eyes were filled with mncholy. "Is it really utterly useless? Don''t you


    feel even an ounce of putty? Are you really that merciless?"


    "Perhaps." Deirdre could not be bothered to exin herself.


    She was merciless, yet she would never be as merciless as Brendan. She could neverpare to how


    he could disregard the woman who loved him deeply and ignore his wife of five years¡¯ survival.


    "Will you return the phone to me?"


    Brendan held back his cough and said softly, "I''ll give you when you pour me a ss of water."


    Deirdre did not refute at this point. She asked for the location of the water and poured Brendan a ss


    of warm water, following his guidance.


    ¡®Thank you." He sat up in preparation to receive the water, but he could not refrain from inhaling


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    Chapter 641 You Suspect Me?


    It was by no means serious, but external wounds were usually the most painful type of injuries anyone


    could suffer.


    Even a little brush on a gash could make one think a sharp, thin de was peeling their skin.


    Brendan took a deep breath to calm himself before finishing the entire ss of water.


    Deirdre ced the ss back on the table.


    He took another gulp of breath before stating, "The phone¡¯s in the drawer near the headboard."


    Deirdre felt her way to the cab near the bed and pulled the drawer out.


    The phone was where he said it would be¡ªa revtion that surprised her since she had not expected


    him to make it so easy.


    Then her surprise faded immediately into the same stony face she had reserved for him since the


    beginning.


    "Seems like there¡¯s no more reason for me to be here.


    Goodbye."


    She turned on her heels and started toward the door.


    "Deirdre."


    His voice came out almost like a frail whisper.


    She stopped dead in her tracks but did not spare him a nce.


    Brendan sneered.


    "Will you be d...if I die...today?¡¯


    ¡®Die today?¡¯ Shock overwhelmed Deirdre¡¯s mind for a second before she snapped out of it.


    Seriously? Brendan Brighthall, known absolute egotist, allowing himself to die here? Ha! This was just


    another one of his self-directed poor-quality dramas to gain sympathy.


    Frost covered her eyes.


    "You think too highly of yourself, Brendan Brighthall.Whether you live or die, I don¡¯t give a damn.I¡¯m not


    gonna feel happy or sad because you''re dead because you don¡¯t even mean a thing to me.As long as


    you¡¯re out of my life, that¡¯s the best thing God can give me."


    Brendan suppressed his urge to cough and gave her an unfathomable smile.


    "I see.So, nothing will change what you think about me? Not even if I exin myself...not even I tell you


    I didn¡¯t abandon you there because I wanted to?"


    "Shut the h*ll up! How many times are you going to defend yourself with lies and more lies!? I¡¯m not an


    idiot, Brendan!"


    Deirdre thundered.Her face was beet red from the sheer rage umting in her chest.She had lost it


    ¡ªshe could no longer keep her cool.


    This piece of sh*t had not, even once, apologized to her for abandoning her.


    All he had been devoting his energy to was to throw up mound after mound of excuses to gain her pity!


    Did he really still see her as the same moron from four years ago who woulde rushing back to him


    just because he said one or two nice things? Shaking in her fury, she pointed at her eyes.


    "My eyes may be damaged, Brendan, but I¡¯m not the slightest bit brain- damaged! I know you flew back


    to Neve on the same day I was abducted! I know you didn¡¯t give a sh*t about my life! You think I''ll


    grovel at your feet, thanking you for being my savior just because you came back? For Christ¡¯s sake, I


    was only a target because I was connected to you!"


    Deirdre breathed hard.


    "You were the one who provided the safe house.Only you and Mr.Fox knew where it was! So, how did


    Cillian Manage to find and abduct me, huh? How could you even say you''ve got zero involvement in


    this entire thing!?"


    Shock flooded into Brendan¡¯s eyes.


    His fingers closed around the edge of his sheet.


    "You...You believe I led Cillian into abducting you?"


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    "I don¡¯t want to consider the possibility at all, but reality doesn¡¯t care about what I want, does it? What


    happened, happened!"


    Deirdre managed to recover some semnce of control, but her lips were still trembling.


    "You know what''s funny? I don¡¯t even me you because I know this is who you really are.No means


    are too underhanded or despicable if it means you can grab that project from the Kings¡¯ hands,


    including milking my potential as your pawn to its absolute maximum.You want to do all that? Fine! But


    don¡¯t kid yourself and think I''m too stupid to realize your thought process!"


    Despair was oozing out of Brendan.His dry, pale lips were quivering.He gazed deeply into Deirdre¡¯s


    eyes and suddenly hung his head.


    "I''m sorry about the abduction.I should have known better.I should have done more.I honestly don¡¯t


    know how Cillian learned about where you were, and for that, I apologize."

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    Chapter 642 They Are Close


    "I had nothing to do with the abduction at all," said Brendan.


    "But you won¡¯t believe me if I say that, will you?"


    The mirthless self- mockery in his tone was so stark even Deirdre felt her heart droop.


    Doubt crawled into her chest like an invasion of ants¡ªshe clenched her hands into fists as a burst of


    desire to leave seized her.


    He was back at it again.


    Back to that idiotic, wounded, "woe is me" pretense.


    Would he ever quit!? If she stayed any longer, she might just fall for it and be scammed by that stupid


    innocent look he was making.


    "Excuse me."


    With that, she marched out of the room.


    Deirdre helped herself with the help of the wall until she felt her chest finally rxing and she could


    breathe again.


    She closed her eyes.She opened them as soon as she finally regained the strength to stand.


    Remembering where the elevator was, she headed in its direction.


    There were others inside, and they asked her where to go.She replied through her pale lips, "The


    ground floor, thanks."


    The button was pressed.


    Deirdre grabbed her phone tightly.


    When the elevator stopped at the ground floor, she stepped outside and caught the front-desk woman


    muttering something frantically into her walkie-talkie.


    "ckout."


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    "Call the ambnce."


    "Don¡¯t let anything happen in this hotel..."


    Deirdre paused in her tracks.


    The front-deskdy caught her quickly enough and called out, "Miss McKinnon! Did you juste out


    of Mr.Brighthall¡¯s room?"


    Hearing his name immediately caused Deirdre to frown before she could stop herself.


    "Yeah? What about it?"


    "His door wasn¡¯t closed, so our staff went inside to see if he was okay.


    And that was when they saw Mr.Brighthall unconscious on the floor! He¡¯spletely unconscious and


    feverish.


    We immediately called an ambnce, but we need someone to apany him, right? Since you''re


    Mr.Brighthall¡¯s friend or even partner, please, apany him to the hospital, okay?"


    ¡®Brendan is unconscious on the floor?¡¯ Suddenly, she remembered what he had said.


    "Will you be d...if I die...today?"


    It was not a lure for sympathy.His state was literally that grievous.


    "I¡ª"


    Deirdre hesitated for a second before shaking herself out of her momentary weakness.


    "No, I¡¯m sorry.You¡¯re sorely mistaken.I¡¯m not his friend, let alone his partner.I¡¯m actually very busy now,


    so I don¡¯t have the time to keep himpany.Send him to the hospital, but I¡¯m noting."


    Deirdre ignored the shock on the front-deskdy¡¯s face and strutted out of the lobby.


    Even after she climbed into the taxi, the first thought in her mind was not calling Kyran anymore.Her


    mind was inplete chaos.Her thoughts kept drifting to Brendan¡¯s weakened whisper, bitter self-


    deprecation, and apologetic undertone.


    All of them somehow oveid onto the frigid young man he had always presented himself to be.


    She leaned her head against the window and felt her heart plummeting into an icy pit.


    In the end, Den was the one who footed Brendan¡¯s hospitalization bill.


    Glenna was the one who told her that.


    Deirdre stopped kneading the batter in her hand for a moment before quickly resuming her activity,


    smiling nomittally, "I thought your tongue immediately goes on strike every time you see


    Mr.King.So, how did you manage to talk to him long enough to find out?"


    Glenna let out a "Hey!" coyly.


    "Excuse you, but I didn''t actually pry that information from the man himself, okay? Did you forget Fionn


    exists? He¡¯s my childhood friend, remember? He will always answer whatever I ask him.


    "Honestly, I didn¡¯t even know Brighthall is here in this town and suffering from this mother-of-all-fever,"


    she added.


    "It¡¯s been two days, and he¡¯s still sick! Knowing how close Mr.King is with Brendan, I bet the poor man


    is worried sick."


    Deirdre stopped and turned in Glenna''s direction.


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    "Girl, you have no idea!" said Glenna, unaware of anything amiss.


    She evenughed at Deirdre.


    "Come on.You can¡¯t seriously not know anything about that, right? Okay, so here¡¯s the gossip.Mr.King


    and Brendan are actually really close.They¡¯re so close they won''t mind lending underwear to one


    another if the other needs it.


    "When Brendan got into this big trouble, Mr.King flew straight home from Germia without any warning


    that he shocked his own family!"


    Deirdre was stunned.


    "When was that?"


    Glenna made a production of counting on her fingers.


    "About...Huh, I don¡¯t remember the details, but it¡¯s got to be a year ago or something.Mr.King was trying


    to establish his footing in the Germian business scene, so he almost never returned."


    As Glenna prattled on, the smile on Deirdre¡¯s face died second by second.She interjected, "No, you


    must have gotten all that wrong, Glenna."


    The young woman in question blinked in confusion.She broke out a smile.


    "Okay, why so serious all of a sudden? I really thought I must have said something really wrong for a


    sec.But I don¡¯t think I got it wrong.This stuff is practically branded into my head.I don¡¯t think I can even


    make a mistake about that!"


    The corner of Deirdre¡¯s lips twitched into a mockery of a smile as a frown shadowed her brows.


    "Mr.King and Brendan had a falling - out a few years ago, didn''t they?"


    "There, this is proof your information is not as urate as you think it is!"


    Glenna chirped, beaming with her chin high.


    "I¡¯m surprised that you didn¡¯t know the truth behind all that despite being Mr.King¡¯s good friend."


    Deirdre felt as though every mol of air in her lungs was being drawn away.


    A void was forming from within.


    "The truth?"


    "Yes.It¡¯s a hoax! The whole falling-out was a hoax."


    Glenna took a gulp of water and leaned against the table.


    "It was all a concerted act to dupe Cillian.See, if Cillian and his mom knew about Brendan helping


    Mr.King, they''d do their best to sabotage the man¡¯s business instead of letting him be free and


    flourishing in Germia."


    "I''m not getting you," replied Deirdre, her face turning white.


    She bit her lips stubbornly as her heart grew cold from anxiety.


    "How could any of this possibly be an act?"


    "Why is it that impossible?"


    Glenna leaned toward Deirdre and pinched her cheeks.


    Giggling, she continued.


    "I have always known Mr.King has Oscar-worthy acting skills, but I didn¡¯t know he¡¯s good enough to


    fool even you! Think about it. How did Mr.King and Brendan know each other? They were the kind of


    best friends nothing in the world could separate.


    How are they supposed to have a falling-out without, like, an apocalyptic fight?


    "Like, if they had really decided never to talk to each other again, then why did Mr.King rush all the way


    back home to the hospital the moment Brendan was hospitalized?"


    Deirdre felt a chill running down her spine.


    "What about Kyran?"


    "Kyran?"


    Glenna was perplexed.


    "Uh, who?"


    Deirdre lurched and grabbed onto her arm.


    "You''re Fionn¡¯s childhood friend! How could he not tell you about who Kyran is! ?" she cried hotly.


    "D-Dee, h-hey!"


    Her reaction shocked Glenna, who was trying to calm her friend down.


    "C-Chill, Dee! Just because I don¡¯t know who this Kyran guy is doesn¡¯t mean it¡¯s anything serious!


    Maybe he¡¯s someone Mr.King met in Germia? Maybe they were just friends? Look, I don¡¯t exactly have


    an encyclopedic knowledge of Mr.King¡¯s entire backstory and life..."


    ¡®Just friends? Kyran and Den have known each other since they were kids! That was no "just


    friends" at all!¡¯ Deirdre¡¯s mind was a mess.


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    It was then that the entrance door suddenly opened.


    Den strode in and, finding the air a little too tense, set the things in his arms down and joked,


    "What¡¯s wrong? Trying to decide who should be the cook today via a pro-wrestling match?"

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    Deirdre released her grip, and Glenna rubbed on the sore spots.


    Too sheepish to look directly at Den, she gave an awkwardugh and replied, "R-Right! We were¡­


    b-both too excited to show off our c-cooking skills."


    Den snickered.


    "God, what did I do to deserve having two attractive women dying to feed me good food? It¡¯s not even


    my birthday yet!"


    Hearing Den call her "attractive" caused Glenna¡¯s brain to eject everything that had happened


    between herself and Deirdre just seconds ago.


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    Sheepishly, she announced, "I¡¯ll be in the kitchen!"


    She brought the bags to the kitchen while Deirdre stood still on her spot, unmoving.


    Den considered her as he hung his coat and asked tentatively, "Miss McKinnon?"


    She raised her head, and he smiled.


    "What¡¯s the matter? Didn¡¯t you have a good restst night? You¡¯ve been wearing a long face since I got


    here."


    "I didn¡¯t have a good rest, yeah."


    She took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down, but Glenna¡¯s words haunted her like a


    specter.


    Clenching her trembling fingers, she asked, "Where were you, Mr.King?"


    "Me?"


    Den turned silent.He could not decide if it was better to tell the truth or fib.It was Deirdre who went


    straight to the point.


    "Is Brendan awake?"


    Den seemed to have been anticipating her.


    Hearing her candor somehow made him feel even more relieved.


    "No, not yet.He hasn¡¯t been in the best of health these days.This fever he had was really bad, too.It


    only got slightly better before I came here."


    Deirdre closed her eyes and opened them again.


    "Do you care a lot about him? I thought the two of you had a falling-out.If you hate him so much, why


    care?"


    Den poured himself a cup of water and mulled her question for a moment.


    "I mean, you¡¯re not wrong.I really don¡¯t like Brendan, and we haven¡¯t been friends for along time


    now.But he¡¯s alone here and was only here because he helped me.His fever is at least a little tangible


    connected to me.I could be a cold-hearted man if I wanted to, but I can¡¯t find it in me to abandon him at


    this hour.If! did that...wouldn¡¯t that make me the exact kind of person I hate?"


    He made sense.


    Brendan had onlye to Eastgene for Den¡¯s sake.


    In the same vein, Den could not possibly respond to that with cruel abandonment.


    Still, none of that dispelled what Glenna had said.


    Her words swirled in her head as whispers, haunting her.


    If the whole falling-out was just a hoax, then who was she to Den? Who was Kyran to him? Deirdre


    shook her head.Her chest still felt like it was being pricked by icicles.


    Den inhaled.


    "Miss McKinnon, if there¡¯s anything on your chest, let it out.I know you¡¯re upset by me tending to


    Brendan in the hospital because...Well, you hate him.So if there¡¯s anything that¡¯s eating you about all of


    this, just say it.I''ll exin to you."


    "It''s not about me hating him or you tending to him."


    She took a deep breath and raised her head, her eyes red.


    "Mr.King, what caused the falling-out?"


    Den froze.


    "Huh? I thought I had talked about that to you before.We¡¯re very different people at our core.He¡¯s a


    selfish, cutthroat motherf*cker who would use any means necessary to secure himself a pie.That¡¯s the


    sort of sh*t I hate, so we fell out."


    He smiled.


    "I actually thought you''d understand.You dated before, right? You know that sometimes, things like that


    can happen between lovers too.If you¡¯re not meant to be with one another, you''re just...not."


    "But, but!"


    Deirdre balled her hands into fists so hard her fingernails turned white.


    "The two of you had been friends since you were kids! If the two were really that ipatible, then


    why did your friendship only end several years ago?"

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    "I was about to go abroad then.At that time, I had decided never toe back, so I used that


    opportunity to tell him upfront.Told him it¡¯s best we never talk to each other again."


    "Then why did youe back? When you showed up when Brendan needed you the most!"


    "Miss McKinnon?"


    Den was baffled by Deirdre¡¯s usatory snap.


    Frowning, he exined, "I came back for two reasons.One, I wanted to see my mother¡¯s grave.Two, I


    changed my mind."


    He exhaled a breath.


    "My mother¡¯s death is connected to Cillian and his mother, Miss McKinnon.I was too young to protect


    her...I couldn¡¯t save her from them.But now, I¡¯m older.I have more means now.I came back because I


    wanted to start my business empire here and...avenge my mother."


    Deirdre froze.She had not realized that the enmity between Den and Cillian ran this deep.


    "I¡¯m sorry, I didn¡¯t..."


    "All¡¯s good."


    He shed a smile.


    "I doggedly insist on hiding all of this history from people, so it¡¯s only natural that you knew nothing of


    it.But since you¡¯ve misunderstood me, I thought it was time to let it out of the bag.As for the angle with


    Brendan, though? That¡¯s patently false.I haven¡¯t been talking to him for so long already, or you would


    have heard of me while you were his wife, right?"


    Deirdre closed her eyes as she debated in her mind.


    Den was right about one thing¡ªBrendan had never mentioned him before.


    Deirdre and Brendan may be more strangers than husband and wife, but there was no way she would


    have missed Den¡¯s name.


    "Well...Glenna said...Glenna said the falling-out was a hoax! How do you exin that?"


    Deirdre finally came to her real point of contention.Her face was pale from suppressing her emotions.


    "She¡¯s Fionn¡¯s childhood friend, so she must have known a lot of things.And there¡¯s no reason for her


    to lie to me."


    Den finally understood the reason behind Deirdre¡¯s behavior.


    "No wonder you''re acting strange today.Glenna told you something, and now you¡¯re struggling to make


    sense of me and Brendan¡¯s affair."


    "The reason Glenna said it was just a hoax was simple."


    Den said cidly, "I told Fionn to say that."


    "But why?"


    Deirdre demanded hastily.


    "It¡¯s simple.I was trying to hide the fact that Brendan and I weren''t talking, so I told everyone it was just


    for show.That way, Cillian would be too uncertain about our rtionship to want to hurt me," exined


    Den.


    Amusement cropped up on his smile.


    "Unfortunately, Brendan was not having it.He hated me way more than I expected.He told my family the


    truth pretty straight-up.As for Glenna...Well, I haven¡¯t had the time to exin it to her, have I?"


    "Oh.That¡¯s all?"


    Deirdre felt her heart finally sinking into some semnce of peace until, suddenly, she raised her head.


    "Why doesn¡¯t Glenna know about Kyran?"


    Den ced his cup down.


    "That was me, too.Kyran¡¯s pretty prone to sickness, so he¡¯s constantly homebound.The fewer scandals


    he could potentially get into, the better.No one wants to live with a family who keeps whispering behind


    their backs, right? Hanging out with the b*stard son of the Kings just isn¡¯t something to be proud of."


    ¡®So that''s why.¡¯ Deirdre released her hands as the storm in her chest slowly died.She calmed down.


    Some parts of his exnation seemed a little weird, but the whole thing made sense in its entirety.She


    wanted to believe it.She wanted to believe Den.She wanted to think that Kyran would never lie to


    her.


    "I''m so sorry.I really jumped to conclusions."


    Den was not worried at all.


    "Anyone in your shoes would have done that.It¡¯s okay."


    It was then that Glenna showed up and told them the food was almost ready.


    Deirdre rolled up her sleeves and went to help out.


    Less than half an hourter, three tes of ssic beer-battered fish and chips made their way to the


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    The three of them started eating. Den was ever the conversation starter while Deirdre gave her


    inputs, but Glenna was silent throughout. She was suspiciously focused on her fish and chips, except


    for the odd moments of her scanning Den through the corner of her eyes.


    Then, before the man himself noticed, she would lower her head instantly. It happened enough times


    that the man finally found out. Setting his knife down, Den asked, "What¡¯s wrong, Glenna? You kept


    ncing at me.


    Something on my face?¡±


    Glenna sputtered. Strapped with any excuse, she replied, "It''s not your face! It''s, uh, your... hair? It''s,


    uh, interesting...¡±


    "Interesting?" Den thought for a moment. This was the first time anyone had evermented


    something like that about him.


    "How?"


    Glenna gripped the edge of her shirt tightly before finallying up with an answer. "It makes you look,


    uh, retro.¡±


    Den¡¯s smile froze.


    Deirdre almost spat out her food.


    Glenna tried to salvage her answer. "No, I don''t mean you look old or anything! I was saying... It, uh, it''s


    not that good on you... It makes you look off...¡±


    Den shed her his teeth. "Okay. This is unexpected,¡± he said. "But maybe you''re right. I''ll put that


    into consideration on my next trip to the barbershop."


    Glenna was so flustered that her hands turned red. What she really wanted to say was that she liked


    his hair and thought it made him look manly and gentlemanly. But somehow, the words just changed


    into something else moments before they left her lips.


    Glenna was the first to break the silence when they were finished. "Um, Mr. King? Do you want to bring


    some food over to


    Brendan''s?¡±


    "No." Den was silent for a bit. "He''s not conscious yet. If he were, Fionn would have told me. Let''s


    see how it goes after he''s up.¡±


    Glenna was aghast. "He¡¯s still sleeping after two days?¡±


    "Mm-hmm." An unfathomable expression shadowed Den¡¯s face. "He hadn¡¯t been resting easy for


    two weeks before he got beaten up. After all that, he should be getting some rest in the hospital, but he


    refused to stay in Eastgene and insisted oning here, which severely stained his body. He got a


    fever, cked out, and was sent to the hospital. Honestly, who''s surprised he hasn¡¯t woken up yet?"


    Glenna felt like her heart was suspended in midair. "What the h*Il was he up to for those two weeks?"


    "He was-"


    "I¡¯m exhausted," Deirdre suddenly dered loudly and rose from her seat.¡± You guys go ahead. I''m


    going to my room."


    Sure. He was busy-busy protecting himself! Busy scheming after Cillian!


    Deirdre was not going to stay there and listen to more of that nonsense. It was only going to ruin her


    mood. She had to go.


    "Dee?" Glenna was stunned. Her reaction threw her off a little, but she followed her. "Let me help you."


    "No need. I''ming down with a slight headache. I will be better after some sleep, I think.¡± She


    turned toward the stairs.


    "Miss McKinnon?¡± Den suddenly spoke up. "How about... paying Brendan a visit?"


    Deirdre whipped her face in his direction, her features twisting in a mix of shock and ire. She even


    wondered whether she had misheard, and her lips were trembling.


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    It took her several deep breaths to finally calm down enough. "What are you trying to do, Mr. King!?"


    Den looked conflicted. "I know it sounds absurd because I shouldn¡¯t be helping Brendan to fulfill his


    whim to see you, but... he really isn''t in the best state right now. It''s reasonable to have someone give


    him some kind of moral support-¡±


    "Reasonable my *ss!" Deirdre retorted sharply.


    "I wasn''t the one who got him into the hospital! I wasn¡¯t the one who got him sick! He was so hellbent


    saving his precious life that he abandoned me to that demon, Cillian! Why would I want to visit him!?"

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    "Dee..."


    Glenna¡¯s mouth hung agape in bewilderment. She had never expected someone this gentle and


    graceful to be so animated by rage and hate.


    Deirdre¡¯s eyes were beet red, but she reined herself in as much as possible. "Sorry, that was sudden


    and impolite, but I''m not sorry for what I meant. Whether Brendan lives or dies has nothing to do with


    me! Nothing! I won''t and will never see him!¡±


    Den scowled. A long whileter, he said, "I understand your rage against Brendan, but why... did you


    say he abandoned you in Gillian¡¯s hands?"


    "What? He didn''t do that?¡¯ Deirdreughed mockingly. "On that day of the abduction, Cillian called him


    and told him toe to get me. Do you know what he did? He just took the ride all the way back to


    Neve! The only reason I''m alive is that I raked my head to find anything to help me survive! He didn''t


    care if I lived, so why should I care if he dies?!"


    "You think... he didn''t care?" Den sounded thrown off, as if he was on his back foot. He took a few


    breaths and sighed.


    ¡°Miss McKinnon, you misunderstood him."


    Her eyes trembled. "What!?"


    The moment Brendan hung up the call was engraved in Deirdre¡¯s mind. She remembered hearing the


    guard say Brendan had returned to Neve in his car. None of that was fake!


    "What? You''re telling me he didn¡¯t scurry back to Neve? He didn¡¯t hang up on Gillian¡¯s call telling him to


    save me? I''m blind, Mr. King, but my ears are not damaged! I heard it all! That is an undeniable truth!"


    "It was the truth,¡± Den admitted. "He left Eastgene.¡±


    "So what misunderstanding is there left?" she snarled.


    She could feel her heart growing cold as it sank into her stomach and snickered. "Did I misunderstand


    his intention? So, this whole time, he was worried about me for a week but also worried for his own


    safety? He was biding his time in Neve until everything was okay enough for him to return and save


    me? Well, that¡¯s even worse! I was captive for a week! Nobody knew if I could live. I could have died,


    and that''s it!"


    She shrieked. Nobody knew just how hard it had been for her to survive that one week-the lengths she


    had had to go through just to live.


    Den¡¯s gaze turned soft and sympathetic.


    "I thought you had finally walked out of the nightmare after returning to Eastgene, but I didn''t expect


    your trauma to run so deep. I''m sorry.¡±


    Deirdre wiped her drenched face. She could not tell if it was sweat or tears. "No, you don''t have to be


    sorry. Nobody would have been able to save me back then. I was just chilled to the bone by his cruelty.


    Anyone would have been worried for a dog¡¯s safety if they had been living with it for two years, but


    God, this b*stard left just like that! He couldn''t even wait to go home!"


    ¡°And that is why I said what I said. You misunderstood Brendan.¡± Den could not even make out


    whatever sentiment was brewing in his chest.


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    Deirdre finally caught on. Raising her head, she asked, "Tell me what?¡±


    "The reason Brendan didn''te to save you immediately was that my moles were with Cillian.¡±


    "What!?¡± Deirdre¡¯s pupils dted in shock.


    Den leveled her gaze with an appeasing gaze. "He knew you were safe. He knew you managed to


    calm Cillian into buying you more time. So, he used the time you bought to gather manpower in Neve.


    Did you know? He didn''t sleep for three days. All he could do was devise ns to save you.


    "But your real intention was exposed too soon, before the n was finally ready. Cillian was about to


    finish you, and knowing that, Brendan ignored everyone¡¯s attempts to stop him and barged into Ci


    llian''s house... alone.¡±

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    Deirdre''s mind went nk.


    "You know what happened after that, right? Since he had the chance to capture Brendan, Ci llian


    seized the moment. That was why everyone was trying to stop him from going alone, but he was just


    doggedly persistent. He was so terrified at the prospect of you getting hurt just because he waste for


    a second.¡±


    "No, how could this..." Deirdre closed her eyes, quivering. Myriad emotions crashed onto her-at its


    core, anxiety.


    She remembered what he had said when he was in Gillian''s house. "So, this is who you think I am? A


    selfish, cruel man who would abandon you the moment there''s danger?"


    She remembered what he had said while his life was hanging by a thread as he sat up from his bed.


    "I¡¯m sorry about the abduction. I should have known better. I should have done more. I honestly don''t


    know how Cillian knew where you are, and for that, I apologize.¡±


    All those words had brought her was burning rage. She had perceived it as Brendan trying to excuse


    himself with his silver tongue.


    The man might have wanted to exin himself, but she did not give him the chance at all, did she?


    Deirdre suddenly felt a mountain''s weight crashing onto her chest. She could not breathe.She had


    misunderstood him. She had really misunderstood him, hadn''t she?


    "Miss McKinnon? I know you hate Brendan. He hurt you so much that even I wouldn''t be able to forgive


    him. But he did all he could this time. He didn''t sleep a wink for a week, and he let himself be beaten upThis is property ? N?velDrama.Org.


    for you. Did you really think he had no idea what was going to happen to him if he went to save you


    alone?"


    Den sighed.


    It was then that his phone rang. He picked up, and his expression suddenly turned frigid and severe. "I


    need to go.¡±


    "What happened?" asked Glenna.


    Deirdre felt her hands tighten. Den shot a look at her andforted," It''s not about Brendan, don''t


    worry. I''m just needed elsewhere. Either way, Miss McKinnon, you should take a good night''s rest. As


    for Brendan... Well, go see him if you want to, but it''s okay if you don''t. He owed you, anyway."


    Den headed out in a rush, leaving the door open. Glenna quickly closed it before giving Deirdre an


    awkward smile. "Gosh, that was so intense! Everyone''s busy and tense. We don''t even have time for


    chitchat!¡±


    Deirdre wanted to give her a smile, but her face refused to oblige.


    "Can I have a ss of water?"


    "I''ll get one for you right away!" Glenna poured a ss of juice and watched Deirdre down it. As soon


    as she set it down, Glenna held her hand and asked, concerned, "Are you alright? Dee... You¡¯re


    shaking.¡±


    Was she?


    Was it her fingers? Or was it her body?


    Her heart was so heavy that she could not even acutely sense her body''s change. "Maybe it¡¯s the


    weather. The heater isn''t on, and I''m not wearing a lot.¡±


    Glenna gave a dryugh. ¡®Yeah. It''s a pretty cold day, haha. It¡¯s going to be below zero soon. I had to


    put on two coats toe here."


    Deirdre cast her eyes down while Glenna caressed her cheeks. She stuck a strand of her friend¡¯s hair


    behind Deirdre''s ear.


    "Dee, I don''t know what happened between you and Brendan, but I was thinking... if you¡¯re worried or


    feeling bad for the misunderstanding, you could always just go see him. It''s not going to cost you


    anything, right? And it doesn¡¯t change much, either. If you''re worried about inconvenience... I''m beside


    you.¡±


    She was right. It would not cost her anything or change much.


    It was only natural for her to feel bad for misunderstanding him. Was it not?

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    Chapter 649 I''m Here For Our Divorce


    Unlike Brendan, Deirdre had a heart. She had a soul, too, and none of them were ck. It would have


    been stranger if she had no emotional responses after hearing the truth.


    ¡®Tomorrow.¡± She heaved a long, heavy sigh. ¡°Please apany me."


    ¡°No problem!" Glenna threw her arms around Deirdre¡¯s and replied gregariously. "You get a good


    night¡¯s sleep. I''ll drive tomorrow!"


    ¡°Okay.¡±


    What Deirdre did not expect was that Brendan would call her first the next morning before she was


    even on her way to the hospital.


    "It¡¯s just me."


    She was stunned for a few seconds. "I... know."


    The weakness in his voice was unmissable. He coughed and choked.¡± Please drop by the hospital. I¡¯ll


    be heading back to Neve soon."


    "Oh."


    There was a pause. Then, he said, "Come with me. We''re getting... divorced ¡±


    The call ended.


    Deirdre sat on her bed, her mind nk. She thought this was the thing she wanted so much. Even the


    mere mention was enough to keep her feet dancing. She was the one who had proposed it, too.


    "Dee! Dee!"


    Glenna burst into her room. She swiped away the dewdrops on her coat, her eyes blinking, and cried,


    "Earth to Deirdre! I''ve been calling for you from outside for a while now! You gave no responses that I


    really thought you went back to sleep."


    "No." Deirdre wiped her face and rose from her bed. "Let''s go.¡±


    "Yay!" Glenna chirped excitedly. ¡°Il heard that Brendan¡¯s up. You might be able to talk to him when you


    see him in the ward."


    Deirdre¡¯s lips twitched, and the two descended the stairs.


    It took only half an hour to reach the hospital. As soon as they arrived, Glenna stopped a nurse and


    asked, "Hey, we''re Mr.


    Brendan Brighthall''s friends? Where is his room?"


    The nurse did not raise her head from her work. "1208." Then, scanning Deirdre¡¯s face, she looked a


    little surprised. "Huh? It''s you.¡±


    "What¡¯s wrong?" Glenna questioned as Deirdre looked at the nurse.


    The nurse frowned in her thoughts until she finally asked, "Are you... McKinnon or something like that?¡±


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    ¡°Yes, that¡¯s me.¡± Deirdre nodded.


    "Deirdre McKinnon. What''s the matter?¡ã


    The nurse smiled. "Nothing. I was just wondering... what took you so long?"


    Deirdre stiffened for a few seconds. ¡°Sorry?¡±


    ¡®The first thing Mr. Brighthall asked after waking up was whether one Deirdre McKinnon hade to


    see him. I told him I didn''t know who that was, so he told me it was a beautiful blind woman. I told him I


    had never seen someone like that. He looked so dejected in a snap!


    ¡°And that made me wonder who this woman he so missed could possibly be!¡± The nurse pressed her


    lips into a smile.


    "And today, she made an appearance after all! Mr. Brighthall will be so happy to see you, I bet.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s smile turned mechanical. It felt like her heart had been seared with a burning brand. First,


    there was a sting, then she felt it scorched.


    Glenna studied her expression and waited for the nurse to leave beforeforting her.


    "Hey, maybe you can tell Brendan you wanted toe yesterday but were under the weather. I''m sure


    he won''t mind."


    Deirdre clenched her hands into fists. ¡®There''s no need for that."


    Glenna blinked.


    Deirdre looked down and said slowly, "I¡¯m here for our divorce.¡± Glenna was stunned.


    "Divorce? Wait, as in splitting? That serious?¡±

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    "No, we wanted this. It was only dragged on by other things,¡± Deirdre replied tly. The only thing that


    really bugged her was that she had misunderstood Brendan, but her feelings about him did not change.


    "We don''t like each other."


    "Huh? Okay..." Glenna was baffled, but she respected it enough. "So... you''re going to leave with


    Brendanter?"


    "Yes, but I''ll be back soon."


    "In that case, I''m taking you to the ward first."


    Before she could even do what she said she would, Brendan emerged from the door in a coat. His face


    was sallow and sickly-it was clear just how ill he had be. He kept coughing, and his eyes were


    bloodshot. When he saw Deirdre, his eyes widened a little.


    Then, a look of mockery shadowed his face. "Time to go, Sam," he ordered the guard next to him and


    ignored Deirdre altogether. He brushed past her.


    Deirdre shuddered. Glenna held her hand. "Dee?"


    "It''s okay." This was well within her expectations, so she was not that shaken up either. "Thanks for


    bringing me here, but you should go. I''m going to Neve for the time being and will be returning after my


    divorce."


    "Um, okay. Give me a call when you''re at the airport once you''re back, okay? I''ll drive you."


    Deirdre shed her friend her usual smile. ¡°Got it."


    Seeing Brendan slowly disappearing into the horizon, she widened her eyes, made out the vague


    outline of his back, and


    followed him into the elevator. The door closed, and heavy silence weighed so much on her that she


    almost could not breathe.


    Only Brendan''s suppressed coughs asionally broke the silence.


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    Deirdre moved a little and feigned nonchnce.


    "Why are you so dead set on returning to Neve? Didn''t you just wake upst night? You should take at


    least a few days¡¯ break."


    Brendan covered the fatigue in his eyes. "Is that worry I hear?"


    Then, before Deirdre could answer him, he shook his head. "No. It''s not. How could you possibly care


    about me? You hate me to the bones. You wish I would just die already. In fact, you must be


    disappointed to see me standing here, awake and alive."


    Deirdre cast her eyes down in silence.


    "I told you I don''t care if you''re alive or dead. I''m not going to whine and groan just because you lived,


    nor am I going to dance if I hear you''re dead.¡±


    "Yeah, because you only care about being with the man you love forever. All you care about is ensuring


    I''m not dragging your precious divorce out."


    She found herself tongue-tied.


    "Don''t worry.¡± Brendan continued. ¡°It''s something I''ve promised to do, so I will do it. I¡¯m rushing out of


    the hospital because I want to fulfill my promise for a divorce."


    In the past, Deirdre would have answered, "A good choice." But now, she could not even say that. She


    could hear his disappointment, his mocking tone aimed at himself.


    All of that suddenly made it impossible for her to dunk on him any further. That misunderstanding she


    had would not allow her. She parted her lips.


    "Brendan-"


    The door opened. Brendan strode out of the elevator instantly, and suddenly, the space he left was


    filled with a flood of strangers.


    Deirdre felt the words stuck in her throat. She shifted her feet and moved out.


    Sam was waiting outside the hospital entrance. Seeing her, he approached her and said, ¡®TH lead you


    to the car."


    She nodded. When they arrived, he pulled open the door to the passenger seat.

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    Deirdre suddenly understood. She quietly boarded the car and fastened her seat belt.


    While the car was moving, Brendan was continuously coughing.


    Sometimes, it became so intense that he seemed to be coughing his lungs out.


    Even Sam couldn¡¯t stand it and suggested, ¡°Mr. Brighthall, shall we get some medicine from the


    pharmacy?¡±


    ¡°Just drive the car.¡± Brendan gave the most indifferent reply. ¡°Don¡¯t waste time. We have to go back as


    soon as possible.¡±


    Sam had no choice but to speed up.


    The moment they arrived at the airport, it was boarding time. Sam gave Deirdre a flight ticket and said,


    ¡°Miss McKinnon, do talk to the flight attendants so that they will lead you to your first-ss cabin.¡±


    What did Sam mean?


    Deirdre was startled. ¡°What about you two? Are you not boarding the ne?¡±


    ¡°Of course we are.¡± Sam hesitated before he added, ¡°It¡¯s just that the first ss has thest seat


    avable, and Mr. Brighthall and I are taking the business ss.¡±


    What a coincidence!


    Deirdre felt weird but didn¡¯t dwell on it. She went to the flight attendant and was led to her seat.


    Following that, she took a nap. When she woke up, she felt very thirsty and called for the flight


    attendant. When she looked around, she found that there weren¡¯t many people around at all.


    When the flight attendant was attending to her, Deirdre requested a cup of water and asked, ¡°Isn¡¯t the


    first-ss cabin full? Why are there so few people?¡±


    ¡°Full?¡± The flight attendant replied gently, ¡®There are still many empty seats in this first ss cabin. It¡¯s


    not full. Perhaps, you have misheard.¡±


    ¡®Misheard? How is it possible? Sam told that-¡¯


    In an instant, Deirdre knew what was happening. She thanked the flight attendant, and when the flight


    attendant left politely, Deirdre looked out through the window.


    She saw only foggy white. When she thought about it carefully, she realized that it had been a while


    since thest time she took her medicine to dilute the blood clot in her brain.


    She took a shallow breath and felt somewhat cold for a while, even though the cabin was warm.


    ¡®This is perhaps the best ending,¡¯ she thought.


    Brendan stayed away from her, and she hated Brendan. In this case, they would go their separate


    ways and wouldn¡¯t contact each other after getting the divorce certificate. Any misunderstanding was


    just an inconspicuous emotion among many instances of hatred.


    Even without such an understanding, they couldn¡¯t get back to the old days.


    Still, Deirdre had to admit that she couldn¡¯t forget the scene of Brendan kneeling.


    She couldn¡¯t forget the fact that such an arrogant man would kneel to Cillian for her sake and how


    Brendan had hysterically threatened Cillian not to do anything to her.


    Brendan obviously shouldn¡¯t have had to suffer the consequences of being beaten up, losing his self-


    esteem and man¡¯s pride, and being ridiculed and belittled by others. Yet,


    Deirdre had regarded him as the culprit and treated him with hostility.


    Moreover, she turned a blind eye to the distress signal given to her when Brendan was seriously ill. If


    the open door had not attracted the hotel staff, Brendan might have died of illness in the room without


    anyone noticing.


    Deirdre clenched her fingertips tightly into her flesh. She wanted to apologize, not because of Brendan


    but herself. It was because she wasn¡¯t cold-blooded and couldn¡¯t be so cruel to just pretend that


    nothing had happened.


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    This incident would be a thorn in her heart. Hence, she wanted to pull it out-it was all she wanted.


    When Deirdre got out of the ne along with the others after the nended, Sam and


    Brendan were already waiting. Upon getting into the car, Brendan demanded, ¡°Go to the mansion to


    get the required documents first.¡±


    Sam drove toward the mansion. Even though Deirdre couldn¡¯t see anything, her chest became stuffier


    the closer they got to the mansion.


    The things called memories, both good and bad, were running around her mind. They were collectively


    referred to asplicated things, and the pressure was overwhelming.

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    Fortunately Deirdre didn¡¯t have to go in.


    After unfastening the safety belt, Sam asked, ¡°Mr. BrighthalI, may I know where the documents are?¡±


    ¡®I get them,¡± said Brendan.


    ¡®I will go. It¡¯s cold out there. Moreover, I¡¯ll be faster.¡± Sam tried to stop Brendan.


    After a sudden pause, Brendan said, ¡®The marriage certificate is under the pillow in the bedroom.¡±


    ¡®Under the pillow?¡¯


    Deirdre fell into a daze and quickly recovered her senses, but she kept feeling numb in her chest.


    To think that Brendan actually kept the marriage certificate under the pillow.


    Why?


    Deirdre was very confused.


    When they registered, Deirdre carefully wrapped her marriage certificate with a cloth while Brendan


    simply threw his on the coffee table in the dining room and sneered so much that he didn¡¯t even feel


    like taking a second look.


    He had been tolerating the marriage from the start. The marriage certificate was just a tool to divorce


    one day, so it stood to reason that Brendan should have put it away in an inconspicuous area.


    Sam didn¡¯t look surprised by the answer at all. He went toward the mansion after closing the car¡¯s door.


    Deirdre breathed heavily. Brendan said coldly from behind when she wanted to say something, ¡°Don¡¯t


    misunderstand me.¡±


    His tone was indifferent. ¡°I didn¡¯t mean anything to put the marriage certificate under the pillow. It was


    just in preparation for divorcing you. I rummaged it out of the drawer and put it under the pillow when I


    returned herest time so that it would be easier for me to retrieve itter on.¡±


    Deirdre managed to calm down quickly upon hearing the answer because it was logical enough.


    ¡®Yes.¡± She nodded.


    Brendan didn¡¯t speak anymore. Instead, he wound down the window, took a cigarette out of the packet,


    and lit it up.


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    There was no smell of smoke in the car, but Deirdre still heard the sound of the lighter. She had a quick


    frown and advised, ¡°Aren¡¯t you coughing? If you are, it¡¯s better that you don¡¯t smoke.¡±


    Brendan was taking the cigarette butt to his mouth. When he heard Deirdre, he halted for a moment


    before he continued his action to sandwich the cigarette butt between his lips.


    Following that, he replied coldly, ¡°Aren¡¯t you disregarding my life? As long as my illness is not serious


    enough to affect the divorce, you won¡¯t care, will you? Don¡¯t worry. I won¡¯t die yet.¡±


    Brendan sounded like he was choked up with emotions. This made Deirdre¡¯s face turn rather white, but


    she insisted, ¡°Of course, I know that you won¡¯t die yet. But because you are ill, it¡¯s better that you don¡¯t


    smoke.¡±


    ¡°Caring about me?¡± retorted Brendan.


    After a long pause, he jeered. ¡°Deirdre, I know exactly what you are thinking. So, don¡¯t show concern


    for me hypocritically. If you really cared about me, would you leave without looking back when I was


    seriously ill? Would you not even visit me in the hospital?¡±


    Deirdre breathing became disorderly.


    Brendan stubbed out the cigarette and said, ¡°Forget it. I can understand that you are ignoring me


    because you hate me. Provided you don¡¯t act hypocritically again, it has nothing to do with you, even if


    I die.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s brows trembled before she opened her eyes and said, ¡°I didn¡¯t.¡±


    Brendan took a nce at Deirdre. ¡°Didn¡¯t what?¡±


    ¡°I didn¡¯t act hypocritically. I truly care about you!¡±


    Brendan fell into a short daze before he realized what Deirdre meant.¡± Deirdre, are you afraid that I¡¯ll


    regret it? Even if you are, you shouldn¡¯t use this method. I¡¯ll divorce you anyway.¡±


    ¡°No.¡± Deirdre smiled wryly. ¡°How would you regret it when you have been waiting to divorce me for as


    long as six years?¡±

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    Brendan slightly moved his fingertips when Deirdre took a deep breath and said, ¡°About the abduction-¡±


    ¡°Mr. Brighthall, Miss McKinnon.¡±


    Sam came out of the mansion at some point, opened the car¡¯s door, and said, ¡°I¡¯ve got them all.¡±


    ¡°Alright.¡± Brendan threw the cigarette butt and said, ¡°Let¡¯s go.¡±


    Sam slightly hesitated, but not for long. He restarted the car¡¯s engine.


    When they got to the courthouse, it was just noon.


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    Deirdre recovered her senses and got out of the car together with Sam. She felt surprised and dazed


    when she stepped on the ground.


    She was finally about to get a divorce.


    Even though they had just been married for two years, it seemed that it had taken most of her life.


    Perhaps she might need a lot of time to get through it in the future, but it ended so simply now.


    Deirdre closed and opened her eyes while Brendan got out of the car behind her.


    Following that, the two entered the courthouse together.


    ¡°Are you two here to register? Please go to the counter in front,¡± said the staff.


    ¡°No.¡± Brendan¡¯s eyes looked empty when he said, ¡°We¡¯re here for a divorce.¡±


    ¡°Divorce?¡± The staff was surprised and exined, ¡°Seeing how well- matched you two are, I thought-


    The counter for divorce is there.¡±


    ¡®Thank you.¡±


    Brendan went first, and Deirdre followed after him.


    Just like registering for a marriage, it wasn¡¯t difficult to get a divorce. Deirdre was only aware that the


    bumpy road of marriage had ended when she got the divorce certificate.


    Her heart sank the moment she got in the car.


    ¡°Miss McKinnon, where would you like to go? The return flight is not avable today. The earliest would


    be tomorrow. What about I send you to the mansion first?¡±


    Deirdre nodded, and the car started.


    At that moment, she recovered her senses and asked, ¡°Which mansion are you referring to?¡±


    ¡°Of course, it¡¯s Mr. Brighthall¡¯s mansion,¡± replied Sam.


    Deirdre frowned because there were many incidents that had happened there.


    Before she could speak, Brendan said, ¡°Take her to a hotel.¡±


    ¡°No.¡± Deirdre rejected it quickly. She thought she needed a chance to rify things with


    Brendan after some consideration. She had to sort things out since they weren¡¯t owing each other


    anymore now that they were divorced.


    ¡®To the mansion then.¡±


    Brendan¡¯s ck eyes were full of emotions. But he fell silent without saying anything.


    As they got to the mansion¡¯s living room, Brendan immediately went upstairs to rest.Sam said, ¡°Miss


    McKinnon, I don¡¯t think I should introduce you to things here again, right? All these things here remain


    the same since you left.


    There is food in the fridge as well. Just call me whenever you need anything.¡±


    He told Deirdre his phone number, and she memorized it while nodding. Then, she said,


    ¡®Thank you.¡±


    ¡°Miss McKinnon, you are wee.¡± Sam only wished Deirdre would get better, and it was kind of like a


    wish came true. ¡°I¡¯m already very grateful that I can still see youing back safely.¡±


    Deirdre smiled in response. She then recalled something. ¡°Sam, I¡¯ll need your help. Can you help me?¡±


    When the car arrived at the graveyard, Deirdre went to the tomb under Sam¡¯s guidance and put the


    bouquet of lilies on it.


    The lilies were lovely with dew on them. Deirdre smiled but sadly. ¡°Mom, I¡¯m sorry I came here to see


    you only after so many years. How are you doing? Is it cold there?¡±


    Deirdre caressed the picture on the tomb even though she couldn¡¯t clearly see the woman¡¯s smile.


    It was only in the evening that Sam sent Deirdre back.


    The moment she entered the living room, she heard Brendan¡¯s intense coughing fit from upstairs.

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    Chapter 654 I Have Given You What You Wanted


    ¡°The door is not locked.¡±


    Deirdre pushed the door in and heard the sound of Brendan coughing more clearly.


    Brendan didn¡¯t know it was Deirdre who knocked on the door, so he demanded after a moment, ¡°Sam,


    go get me a ss of water.¡±


    Deirdre turned and went downstairs without much thought.


    There wasn¡¯t any hot water, so Deirdre got a kettle to boil some hot water. When she went back to


    Brendan, she brought along a first-aid box.


    When Brendan stood up to take the ss of water, he saw a woman¡¯s slender and fair fingers and


    looked up to the owner.


    ¡°Why is it you?¡± Brendan took a deep breath before realizing that because Deirdre was sleeping in the


    mansion today, Sam should have left by now.


    Deirdre didn¡¯t reply to Brendan but asked as she put the first-aid box on the bedside table, ¡°Where¡¯s the


    coughing medicine?¡±


    Brendan didn¡¯t want to answer. He merely drank half a ss of water andy back on the bed. ¡°Get


    out.¡±


    Deirdre pursed her lips. ¡°Brendan Brighthall, it¡¯s not like you to lose your temper. If you cough so


    intensely like this and refuse to take medicine, you¡¯ll have to go to the hospital.¡±


    Following that, she kept silent for two seconds and suggested, ¡°Would you like me to call Madame


    Brighthall?¡±


    Madame Brighthall was very sensitive about Brendan¡¯s health-just a call, and Brendan would be forced


    to go to the hospital.


    Upon hearing it, Brendan finally responded. He opened his eyes and stared at Deirdre for a while as if


    trying to see her through before he said, ¡°What are you thinking about?¡±


    Deirdre repeated with downcast eyes, ¡°Where is the coughing medicine?¡±


    ¡°Stop looking. They have all expired.¡±


    ¡°Expired?¡± Deirdre was startled. ¡°How could they expire?¡±


    ¡°How could they not have expired?¡± Brendan smirked. ¡°You were the one who has been managing this


    first-aid box and bought all those medicines. Since you have left, no one else is taking care of it


    anymore. Hence, those medicines would definitely expire.¡±


    ,Deirdre¡¯s eyes darkened for a moment, and she said, ¡°Then I¡¯ll call Sam to get some medicines.¡±


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    ¡°Deirdre McKinnon, what are you thinking, actually?¡± Brendan hadpletely lost his patience. After a


    low-pitched wheezing sound, he said,¡± We¡¯re divorced, aren¡¯t we? I have given you what you wanted.


    What else is there to pretend? Now treat me like a stranger and don¡¯t give me¡ª¡±


    Deirdre couldn¡¯t hear what Brendan was trying to say toward the end because his voice was getting


    weaker and vague.


    Because she didn¡¯t know what was happening, she frowned tightly and bent down.


    ¡°What are you saying?¡±


    The man no longer said anything. Deirdre only heard the sounds of muffled cough and shortness of


    breath.


    Deirdre sensed something was wrong with Brendan when she got close to him. He was like a steady


    stream of hot fireballs. Trembling, she put her hand on Brendan¡¯s forehead.


    She withdrew her hand the next second because she was shocked. It was very hot.


    No wonder the first thing he did when he returned was to go upstairs to rest. No wonder he was in a


    bad mood. With such a high fever, it was difficult for him to maintain his sanity.


    He hadn¡¯t gotten better at all. Thus, he forcibly requested to be discharged from the hospital just to try


    his best to distance himself from her?


    Deirdre thought she should be d because they were no longer rted. However, she couldn¡¯t lift the


    corners of her mouth at all. Instead, her heart was beating rapidly, feeling nervous that something


    would happen to Brendan.


    She took out her phone. She was so panicked that she couldn¡¯t dial the number steadily.


    When she finally managed to calm herself, she dialed Sam¡¯s number.


    Sam epted the call very quickly. ¡°Miss McKinnon?¡±


    Deirdre took a deep breath. ¡°It¡¯s me Sam. Do ce back quickly. Brendan has a high fever. It¡¯s very


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    Sam was fast. He took only about ten minutes toe.


    As Sam was on his way up, Deirdre was applying a damp cloth to Brendan¡¯s forehead.


    When Deirdre heard the noises, her flustered expression finally regained someposure. ¡°Sam, take


    a look quickly! How¡¯s Brendan?¡±


    Sam hurriedly went forward and saw Brendan was delirious and had fallen into a trance.


    He was flushing, and his bangs were wet, sticking on his frowning brows.


    He obviously knew about Brendan¡¯s current situation. After all, the hospital had tried to stop them from


    going through the discharge procedures.


    ¡°Miss McKinnon, he has to be sent to the hospital.¡± Without dy, Sam got a jacket for Brendan and


    carried him down the stairs.


    After taking a few steps, he asked, ¡°Miss McKinnon, it¡¯ste now. Would you like to take a rest first? I¡¯ll


    take you to the airport tomorrow morning.¡±


    Clenching her fist tightly, Deirdre forced herself to calm down. ¡°How can I just walk away at this


    moment? I-I¡¯ll go with you to the hospital.¡±


    Sam didn¡¯t expect to get this answer and nodded.


    As they got to the hospital, the doctor immediately arranged for Brendan¡¯s admission and prescribed


    him medicine.


    Deirdre stood at the door of the ward alone. Her surroundings were quite cold because it waste at


    night and there were very few people.


    Sam came over, took off his jacket to put it on her, andforted her.¡± Don¡¯t worry, Miss McKinnon. It¡¯s


    just that Mr. Brighthall has endured too long that he has reached a critical point and fallen into aa.


    He will be fine now that he¡¯se to the hospital.¡±


    Feelingplicated, Deirdre nodded. Sam asked, ¡°D-Do you want to contact Madame?¡±


    Sam was referring to Madame Brighthall. As Brendan¡¯s mother, she should have the right to know that


    his son was sick, but Deirdre hesitated.


    ¡°How¡¯s her health recently?¡±


    ¡°Not so good,¡± replied Sam frankly.


    ¡°In that case, it¡¯s better not to tell her. Even if she learns about Brendan¡¯s condition, she can¡¯t do


    anything but just get more worried.¡± Deirdre made a decision.


    Sam agreed. Following that, he couldn¡¯t help but say, ¡®With Mr. Brighthall falling sick, we, as his


    subordinates, are at a loss. Miss McKinnon, it¡¯s great to have you here showing us the direction.¡±


    ¡®What if the so-called direction is exactly what Brendan is unsatisfied with?¡±


    ¡°Impossible.¡± With a smile, Sam said, ¡°He would get angry if anyone else intervened, but not with you.¡±


    Deirdre was startled. She had been joking, but she could not react when she heard Sam¡¯s serious


    response.


    ¡°Why are you so certain about it?¡±


    ¡°Because I can see that when you disappeared, Mr. Brighthall seemed to be crazy. He used to be in


    good health. Even if he had been busy working, he shouldn¡¯t have passed out again and again. It was


    because of your ident that Mr. Brighthall had been working days and nights just to paralyze himself.


    This has further aggravated his health.


    ¡°Although he is never willing to show it, I¡¯m clearly assured that he cares a lot about you. Since he


    cares, how could he be annoyed by your order? I¡¯m afraid that he¡¯d be happy about that.¡±


    ¡®Cares about me?¡¯


    Deirdre felt it was absurd. Since she knew Brendan, she only knew that the word ¡®care¡¯ was always


    reserved for Charlene.


    Meanwhile, she was just an ipetent tool, a disposable substitute.


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    ¡°It looks like you greatly misunderstood him,¡± said Deirdre, forcing a smile. It was the conclusion she


    made after a long thought.

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    ¡°I won¡¯t take your words seriously, so it¡¯s fine. However, please don¡¯t let Brendan hear it, or you¡¯ll


    enrage him.¡±


    Sam choked, but Deirdre didn¡¯t wish to continue with the topic.


    ¡°It¡¯s veryte now. You may just go back to rest. Just leave Brendan to me. I¡¯ve slept enough to stay


    awake, so I can stay here to take care of him.¡±


    Sam frowned. ¡°But you¡¯ll have to take care of him throughout the night. What about calling my


    colleagues here so you can have a good night¡¯s sleep?¡±


    ¡°No, thanks.¡± Deirdre rejected his offer. Looking at the ward, she said calmly, ¡°This is what I owe him.¡±


    She didn¡¯t want to be involved in the rtionship that had ended. However, Brendan hade to


    rescue her when she was abducted, so it became a thorn in her heart. Hence, she wanted to try her


    best to pull it out.


    She wanted the wound to bepletely healed so she wouldn¡¯t feel any scab when touched.


    After Sam left, Deirdre felt around to sit on the bedside.


    Brendan was short of breath. When Deirdre heard his muffled breathing, she seemed to feel his pain


    suffering from a high fever.


    A nurse came in to remove the needle and was surprised to see Deirdre.¡± You are blind? How can they


    let a blind person look after the patient?¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s me who took the initiative.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s not easy to look after a patient. You¡¯ll have to observe his body condition, whether he¡¯s still


    suffering from fever or not. Moreover, because the patient is still unconscious, you¡¯ll have to discover


    his condition yourself. Hence, it¡¯ll be very troublesome when you can¡¯t see,¡± said the nurse.


    Deirdre had not expected that it¡¯d be so serious and clenched her fists. The nurse added, ¡°Well, I¡¯ll


    come to check once every half an hour then. I¡¯m on duty anyway.¡±


    ¡°Thank you.¡±


    After the nurse left, Deirdre managed to calm herself down, but she didn¡¯t dare to rx.


    She tensed up and tried her best to take care of Brendan by feeling his forehead with her hands from


    time to time.


    It was in the second half of the night that Brendan¡¯s fever finally subsided.


    When Deirdre was about to withdraw her hand, her fingertips identally touched


    Brendan¡¯s nose. As she went on touching all the way down his face, she somewhat felt that she was


    familiar with his face¡¯s outline. It was as if she had just touched it not long ago on another person¡¯s


    face.


    Deirdre¡¯s arm froze in an instant. She couldn¡¯t help touching it more carefully. But as soon as she


    touched his face, Brendan suddenly moved.


    Deirdre instantaneously regained her senses and asked, ¡°Brendan, have you woken up?¡±


    Deirdre didn¡¯t receive a reply and frowned with uneasiness.


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    ¡°Brendan?¡±


    She stretched out her hand, and the next second, her hand was held by Brendan¡¯s hot palm. While


    gasping for breath, he opened his eyes. With his vision still rather blurred, he could barely see the


    outline of the woman in front of him. He froze for a moment before he smiled wryly and closed his eyes


    again.


    ¡°Am I dreaming?¡± His head was still heavy, and his voice sounded very weak. He muttered, ¡°How could


    she be here?¡±


    Deirdre was stupefied when she heard that. Following that, she realized that Brendan should be


    referring to Charlene.


    ¡®So, he is unable to let go, right?¡¯


    But as a man, the only thing he did right was to let Charlene be brought to justice.


    ¡°Brendan, are you thirsty? Shall I get you a ss of water?¡±


    Brendan remained silent and frowned heavily while holding Deirdre¡¯s hand, unwilling to let go.


    Deirdre had no alternative, so she bent down and said, ¡°Brendan, let me go so I can get you a ss of


    water.¡±


    Following that, she tried to withdraw her hand.


    Brendan again opened his eyes and held he tightly. ¡°Don¡¯t go. ¡°Deirdre, d-don¡¯t go. PPlease don¡¯t be so


    cruel in my dream.¡±

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    Chapter 657


    Chapter 657 Do You Hate Me?


    Deirdre was utterly stunned, not only because she had heard her name but also


    Brendan¡¯s words.


    ¡°Although he is never willing to show it, I¡¯m clearly assured that he cares a lot about you. Since he


    cares, how could he be annoyed by your order? I¡¯m afraid that he¡¯d be happy about that.¡±


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    At that moment, Sam¡¯s voice seemed to be ringing in her ears.


    In a daze, she sat back in her seat. Brendan tightly held her hand until hepletely fell Asleep.


    After some time, Brendan was finally awake. He wasn¡¯t surprised when he saw the familiar ceiling


    because he clearly knew his body¡¯s health.


    Feeling his mouth dry, he tried to wake up. The next moment, he heard a voice from beside, asking,


    ¡°Woke up? Would you like to drink some water?¡±


    ¡®This voice¡­¡¯


    Brendan was shocked and turned to the source of the sound.


    He saw Deirdre was still wearing the same clothes as yesterday, her hair was coiled up, and she was


    sitting near the window.


    Brendan was astonished. ¡®Why are you here?¡±


    ¡°Isn¡¯t it normal for me to be here? Before you passed out yesterday, I was thest person you saw.


    Naturally, I had to find someone to take you to the hospital and take care of you here.¡± Deirdre replied


    without taking it to her heart and asked Brendan again,


    ¡°Thirsty?¡±


    Brendan¡¯s mind was nk, and it took him a while to answer, ¡°Yes.¡±


    ¡°Let me get you a ss of water.¡±


    Brendan was only aware that the woman was Deirdre when the ss of water was handed to him. She


    was really here, and it wasn¡¯t a hallucination that he saw Deirdrest night.


    But why would she stay back?


    ¡°Isn¡¯t your flight supposed to be this morning?¡±


    ¡°I had Sam change it,¡± replied Deirdre in a calm manner.


    Brendan¡¯s fingertips trembled, ¡°Why?¡±


    ¡°To pay back your kindness.¡±


    ¡°Kindness?¡±


    Brendan held back his breath, wondering what kind of kindness he could have shown Deirdre.


    Deirdre seemed to be aware of Brendan¡¯s change and said as she clenched her fists,


    ¡°Thank you foring to rescue me when I was abducted.


    ¡°I only learned the truth from Den. I thought you used me as a bargaining chip, but it turned out you


    didn¡¯t.¡± She paused. ¡°Sorry, I¡¯ve misunderstood you.¡±


    Disappointment and some other emotions shed across Brendan¡¯s ck eyes.


    ¡°Is that all?¡±


    Deirdre was startled for a moment, thinking of what else she could say.


    ¡°Not really. I also would like to thank you for your willingness to divorce me.¡±


    Brendan chuckled weakly. No one knew how happy he was the moment he saw Deirdre in the room.


    When he was happy, he was afraid that he would think too much and give himself false hope. It turned


    out that the answer was as expected.


    ¡°You don¡¯t have to thank me.¡± He put down his ss and said with a downcast expression, ¡°If you


    count it seriously, it¡¯s me who owes you. It¡¯s my atonement since I used to treat you badly.¡±


    Deirdre moved a bit, but she didn¡¯t say a thing.


    ¡®What time is your flight?¡± asked Brendan again.


    ¡°It¡¯s four in the evening.¡±


    ¡°Four¡­¡± Brendan took a nce at the view outside. ¡®We won¡¯t be meeting again after you leave, will


    we?¡±


    Deirdre fell into silence.


    Anyway, Brendan might not want to hear the answer from her directly when he was asking the


    question.


    Brendan chuckled again, ¡°Do you hate me?¡±


    Deirdre lowered her head and then her eyes. She couldn¡¯t lie and said,¡± Yes.¡±


    Brendan had ruined her for half of her life. Hence, she couldn¡¯t say that she didn¡¯t hate him.


    ¡°But no matter how much I hate you, I still have to repay your kindness. I¡¯m different from you. I don¡¯t


    want to spend the rest of my life thinking about my guilt for you. I think we should end it now. From now


    on, I don¡¯t owe you anything, and you shouldn¡¯te to me either.¡±

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    Chapter 658


    Chapter 658 Why Are You Crying


    ¡®I don¡¯t owe you anything, and you shouldn¡¯te to me either¡­¡¯


    Brendan never thought that a sentence from him like that would deal such a blow to him.


    His eyes reddened as he said, ¡°What if I say¡­ What if I say that I didn¡¯t know anything about what


    happened to you in prison?¡±


    ¡°What?¡± Deirdre frowned nkly, and it took a long time before she could speak.


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    ¡°Brendan, I don¡¯t know why you are asking such a question. But even if you didn¡¯t know, you can¡¯t


    change the fact. You were the one who forced me to prison and be the scapegoat. You also failed to


    protect my mother and made me an orphan in my early 20s.¡±


    Deirdre counted his faults and mistakes and said calmly, ¡°So, even if you didn¡¯t know about it, you can


    never be innocent.¡±


    ¡¯Yes.¡± Brendan felt his heart was about to be torn apart. He smiled and nodded. ¡°I am sorry.¡±


    Deirdre didn¡¯t say anything else but took a deep breath. ¡°Since you have woken up, and it¡¯ste now, I


    should get going.¡±


    ¡°Okay.¡±


    Deirdre walked out. The moment she stepped out of the door, Brendan suddenly called her name.


    ¡°Deirdre McKinnon!¡±


    Her body stiffened.


    ¡°I love you.¡±


    The door closed with a click. There was a crowd of people outside, and their voices as they talked were


    ringing in Deirdre¡¯s ears as she walked in the direction of the elevator, ording to her memory.


    Halfway through, Sam came over.


    ¡°Miss McKinnon!¡±


    Deirdre stopped, and Sam got before her.


    When Sam saw her face, he was startled. ¡°Miss McKinnon, why are you crying?¡±


    Crying?


    Did she?


    Deirdre only felt a warm stream running down the corners of her eyes before it cooled down extremely


    quickly. She stretched out her hand to rub it, and her fingertips were really wet.


    She didn¡¯t feel reluctant or excited. She was just feeling sad.


    It was six years ago¨Cno, to be exact, it was 12 years ago. Deirdre had been anticipating hearing the


    three words so much that she always looked forward to this rtionship.


    However, what did she get in exchange for her love?


    Now that Brendan had told her he loved her, she no longer had feelings for him. In fact, she had to rely


    on Kyran so that she could love again.


    Therefore, she could no longer respond and was unable to reciprocate Brendan¡¯s love anymore.


    ¡°The wind was so strong that some sand got into my eyes.¡±


    ¡°The wind was strong?¡±


    Sam was confused as he looked at the corridor surrounded by walls.


    Deirdre didn¡¯t want to dwell on it and asked, ¡°Did you drive here?¡±


    ¡®Yes, let me send you.¡±


    Deirdre followed Sam¡¯s figure to the car.


    When they got to the airport, Sam couldn¡¯t help but ask, ¡°Is this ourst meeting?¡±


    While suppressing his reluctance, Sam said happily before Deirdre could reply, ¡°We men don¡¯t say


    anything hypocritical. Since you are determined to let go of the past, you should start well and live a


    new life! If you have any difficulties, just call me anytime. I¡¯ll offer you any help, including your


    finances!¡±


    Deirdre smiled even though she knew it was impossible to call Sam again.


    Since she was determined to let go of the past, she would forget everything about


    Brendan, including the memories. If she was to go to Germia, she would have no chance to meet Sam


    again.


    But she would remember Sam¡¯s kindness in her heart regardless.


    ¡®Yes, you too.¡± Deirdre smiled, ¡°At this age, don¡¯t focus only on your career. You should also go and get


    yourself a partner.¡±


    Sam scratched his head smilingly but didn¡¯t say anything. He might need a long time before he could


    consider falling in love again.

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    Chapter 659


    Chapter 659 How to Say I Love You in Spanian?


    After checking in, boarding the ne, and sitting on the seat, Deirdre felt so sleepy that she couldn¡¯t


    keep her eyes open, yet she still couldn¡¯t fall asleep.


    The moment she was notified to turn off the phone before departure, she heard the sound of a text


    messageing from her phone. She was surprised that someone would send her a text message.


    Whoever knew her phone number clearly knew that she couldn¡¯t see. She would have ignored the


    message in the past. But for no reason, she handed her phone to a flight attendant and requested, ¡°Hi,


    I¡¯m blind. Can you please help me take a look at the message and let me know the content?¡±


    The flight attendant took the phone, and the moment she saw the content of the message, she was


    startled.


    ¡°What¡¯s wrong?¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s a foreignnguage, and I think it¡¯s Spanian. I don¡¯t understand it. Can I ask around for you?¡±


    replied the flight attendant.


    ¡°Spanian?¡±


    The flight attendant was unsure and apologetically said, ¡°Thenguages of several countries are too


    simr, and I can¡¯t tell the difference. How about I ask my colleagues to help you?¡±


    Deirdre suddenly recalled that Brendan was very good at Spanian. It wasn¡¯t because it was his major


    but because he always liked to do one thing to its perfection.


    When Brendan had to cooperate with people from Spania forpany projects, he would study the


    language all the time except for work.


    At one time, Deirdre had the chance to take a nce at Brendan¡¯snguage book and asked what he


    was doing, and he exined it impatiently. She became curious and sat down on the chair beside him.


    ¡°What are you doing?¡± Brendan gazed at her with his ck eyes. He didn¡¯t reject her, sitting beside her,


    and only said, ¡°Don¡¯t disturb me. I¡¯ll need to take a rest early.¡±


    ¡°I won¡¯t disturb you,¡± Deirdre promised obediently. ¡°I just recalled that I¡¯ve been talking to ady who¡¯s a


    Spania-born Berth People. If I can learn some Spanian and converse a little bit with her, she¡¯d be very


    happy, right?¡±


    Brendan looked at her with surprise. ¡°I thought you weren¡¯t into socializing?¡±


    ¡®Yes, but there is always a time when people go astray and find their way back.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s not how you apply this sentence here.¡± Taking a sip of tea, he seemed to be delighted and asked,


    ¡°Which words would you like to learn?¡±


    Deirdre paused for a few seconds.


    ¡°How to say I love you in Spanian?¡±


    ¡°Miss? Miss? Do I have to ask someone else?¡±


    Deirdre returned to her senses and sat up straight. ¡°No, it¡¯s alright.


    ¡°Please just help me to cklist the sender,¡± requested Deirdre.


    ¡°cklist?¡± The flight attendant was very surprised. ¡°Are you sure?


    Although I don¡¯t really understand Spanian, it shouldn¡¯t be some rude words.¡±


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    ¡°Please.¡±


    The flight attendant just cklisted the phone number, switched off the phone, and gave it back to


    Deirdre. ¡°Done.¡±


    ¡°Thank you.¡±


    Deirdre grabbed the phone tightly.


    After Deirdre got out of the ne, Glenna was the first one who rushed toward Deirdre and gave her a


    big warm hug.


    ¡°Wee back! Surprise? I¡¯ve been waiting for you for half an hour already.¡±


    Deirdre was surprised, but she hugged Glenna tightly at the same time.


    Eyes blinking, Glenna asked, ¡°How was it? Have all things been resolved?¡±


    ¡®Yes. But how did you know that I wasing back today?¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s Mr. King who told me. I think he got the news from Brendan.¡± Glenna didn¡¯t dwell further on it and


    switched the topic. ¡°Let¡¯s not talk about this. But why didn¡¯t you call me to pick you up when we spoke


    earlier?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m sorry.¡± Deirdre smiled apologetically. ¡°The schedule was too hasty, and I was afraid that I¡¯d waste


    your time.¡±

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    Chapter 660


    Chapter 660 Feeling That You Are Getting Further Away


    ¡°Thinking this means you aren¡¯t treating me as a friend anymore. No matter how busy I am, I will rush


    over to pick you up as soon as you call me.¡±


    Deirdre was touched. ¡®Thanks.¡±


    ¡®You¡¯re wee! C¡¯mon, let¡¯s go. Let¡¯s go to the car first!¡±


    Upon sitting on the passenger seat, Glenna asked inadvertently, ¡°Have you dealt with everything over


    there?¡°


    ¡®Yes,¡± Deirdre replied in a calm manner as if nothing had happened.¡± Everything has been resolved.¡±


    ¡®That¡¯s great. Hmm? Shall we get some nice food to celebrate?¡±


    ¡°No.¡± Looking tired, Deirdre smiled. ¡°I¡¯m quite tired from not sleeping for one whole day. Let¡¯s talk about


    itter after I¡¯ve gotten enough rest.¡±


    Glenna was quite surprised but didn¡¯t insist. She hurriedly sent Deirdre to the door.


    ¡°Do rest early!¡±


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    ¡°Sure.¡±


    Deirdre closed the door and stopped smiling only after Glenna had gotten into her car.


    Following that, she sat on the ground with her head in her arms. She had rested for almost two whole


    days.


    During this period, she hadn¡¯t switched on her phone. She merelyy on the bed, eating and drinking.


    Perhaps she needed another day, just one day, tofort herself.


    When Deirdre rolled over on the bed, she heard the doorbell downstairs. She struggled to get up,


    thinking that it might be Glenna again.


    She couldn¡¯t be contacted for two days, so Glenna should be anxious about her safety.


    After simply getting a set of in clothes, she went downstairs to open the door.


    ¡°Coming.¡±


    When she opened the door and looked up, she saw a tall and strong silhouette, which obviously didn¡¯t


    belong to a woman.


    Deirdre¡¯s pupils contracted violently. As if hit by something, she felt numb.


    ¡°K-Kyran?¡± Deirdre¡¯s lips were trembling as she asked, ¡°Is that you?¡±


    Kyran didn¡¯t answer. She rushed forward and hugged him hard with all her strength. Her face was wet


    with tears.


    ¡°Why have you been away for so long!? Do you know how much I miss you? Don¡¯t leave me alone the


    next time something happens, and I won¡¯t leave you anymore!¡±


    She cried heartfully.


    Trembling, Kyran held her in his arms tightly and lowered his head to smell her scent.


    ¡°Deirdre, I missed you.¡±


    He sounded husky as if he was seriously ill.


    Deirdre sniffed. ¡°Are you sick?¡±


    ¡°No. My throat is just tired because I didn¡¯t have time to rest after catching the ne.¡±


    Kyran wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes. ¡°Crybaby, stop crying. I won¡¯t leave you in the


    future either.¡±


    Deirdre was delighted and embarrassed at the same time. Realizing that her action was abnormal, she


    wiped her tears. ¡°Okay, I¡¯ll stop crying. Have you eaten, by the way?¡±


    ¡°No.¡±


    ¡°Then go upstairs and change into your pajamas while I¡¯ll make something for you to eat in the


    kitchen.¡±


    Deirdre rummaged through the refrigerator for ingredients and set up a pot to heat oil.


    After Kyran changed his clothes, he stayed by her side, never leaving her. Whenever she had some


    free time, he woulde up to her and hug her from the back.


    ¡°What¡¯s wrong?¡±


    Deirdre was surprised that Kyran was extraordinarily clingy.


    ¡°Nothing,¡± said Kyran gently. ¡°It¡¯s just I haven¡¯t been doing it for a long time. I missed you so much that I


    want to be closer to you now.¡±


    ¡®To be closer to me?¡±


    ¡°I always feel that I¡¯m far away from you, so far that I can¡¯t see you,¡± said Kyran.


    Deirdre turned around and hugged Kyran. ¡°Why do you say that?¡±


    With thest trace of emotion in his ck eyes, Kyran replied, ¡°Just treat me as being too sensitive and


    worrying too much about gains and losses.¡±


    Deirdre held his exceptionally cold hands and said sincerely, ¡°Kyran, do I not give you enough sense of


    security? The only possibility is you dump me because I will never leave you.¡±

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    Chapter 661


    Deirdre remembered something, and her expression changed for a moment. She said swiftly, ¡°Unless


    you don¡¯t want me anymore.¡±


    ¡°Why would I not want you anymore?¡± Kyran chuckled casually as if he had just heard a joke.


    Deirdre could not bring herself to smile all along. She knew that the warm, affectionate time would pass


    anyhow. She knew that she would have to tell Kyran about the situation in the end, no matter how long


    she could drag this on.


    ¡®How can a man allow his girlfriend to be with another man when they are still dating¡­¡¯ Deirdre¡¯s lips


    trembled at that thought. She turned around and pretended as if nothing had happened.


    ¡°You should go to the living room. The kitchen¡¯s fumes are not good for you. I¡¯ll serve the food when I¡¯m


    done cooking.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯ll keep youpany here.¡±


    Deirdre was extremely vexed. ¡°Be good. How about you go out and get us some drinks?¡±


    ¡°Drinks?¡± Kyran furrowed his eyebrows. ¡°What do you need that for?¡±


    ¡°I feel like drinking all of a sudden. Will you have a drink with me?¡±


    Deirdre smiled mischievously.


    Kyran tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and said with an affectionate gaze, ¡°I¡¯ll get some drinks,


    but it would be best for you not to drink too much.¡±


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    ¡°Hmm¡­¡±


    Kyran got dressed and headed out.


    Deirdre¡¯s smile faded, and she breathed deeply over and over again to warn herself to be calm. Yet,


    her eyes reddened with tears at the thought of how Kyran would leave her.


    What else could she do, and where else could she go without Kyran?


    Yet, she would feel guilty for the rest of her life if she were to hide it from Kyran. She refused to let


    Kyran live in deceit either.


    Deirdre was only jolted back to reality when the water in the pot boiled over.


    The door was opened, and Kyran entered the house, saying, ¡°It¡¯s much colder this year than before. I


    didn¡¯t expect that it was already springtime when I was out.¡±


    Deirdre walked out of the kitchen and approached him with a smile. ¡®Thank you for doing this.¡±


    ¡°Would you like me to uncork the bottle now?¡±


    ¡°Yes, please.¡±


    Deirdre took a seat and gulped down one ss first. She choked and teared up on the burning


    sensation of the liquor.


    Kyran cupped her face anxiously and asked, ¡°Why are you in such a rush? This is a high-alcohol


    content drink.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s fine. I¡¯m happy.¡±


    Kyran¡¯s dark eyes lit up and dimmed. ¡°Why are you happy?¡±


    Deirdre leaned on him and said, ¡°I¡¯m happy that you¡¯re back and that I get to see you again. I feel that it


    is alright for me to die now¡­¡±


    ¡°Deirdre?¡± Kyran was displeased. His wlessly handsome face still appeared solemn under the warm


    lighting. ¡°You¡¯re not going to die. My return is only the beginning, and we¡¯re going to have a great future


    together.¡±


    ¡®Great future together¡­¡¯


    Deirdre leaned her head on his shoulder and said, ¡°We should break up, Kyran.¡±


    As soon as she made the remark, Kyran¡¯s body shook once. Soon afterward, he was overwhelmed


    with anxiety and restlessness. He grabbed her arms tightly and asked,


    ¡°Are you joking, Deirdre?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s lips were trembling, and she looked at Kyran with glistening eyes. ¡°Do you think that I¡¯m


    joking?¡±


    Kyran wrapped his arms around her so tightly as if he was afraid that she would vanish right there and


    then when her voice died away.


    He could not keep his cool. ¡°Why? Give me a reason.¡±


    Deirdre shut her eyes. ¡°If we end this now, will I still have a ce in your heart and leave a favorable


    impression on you?¡±


    Noticing the dejection in her tone, Kyran tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and said,


    ¡°What is happening? What¡¯s going on?¡±


    Deirdre clutched the hem of her top tightly. ¡°I slept with someone else, Kyran.¡±


    Kyran fell silent.


    Deirdre felt her heart wrench in pain during the mary silence. She respected Kyran¡¯s reaction and


    wiped away her tears calmly.


    ¡°I think that I should return to Vige Alnwick. I still haven¡¯t finished fixing my mother¡¯s yard¡­ Madame


    Russell is waiting for me too¡­¡±

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    Chapter 662


    Before Deirdre¡¯s voice died away, Kyran¡¯s lips kissed hers. Deirdre wrapped an arm around his neck


    and sobbed for thest time with her trembling lips.


    When the kiss ended, she said calmly, ¡°I¡¯m leaving tomorrow.¡±


    Kyran took a deep breath, and his astounded, dark eyes turned bleak. ¡°Stop joking with me.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m not joking with you.¡± Deirdre was solemn. ¡°I¡¯m telling the truth.¡±


    ¡°I shall believe you didn¡¯t take it upon yourself and do it on purpose.¡± Kyran wiped away the tear


    streaks on her face affectionately. ¡°Deirdre, I won¡¯t let you go. I¡¯ll never do that again.¡±


    Deirdre was stunned. Soon afterward, tears streamed down her face uncontrobly, and her shoulders


    were bouncing from how profusely she cried.


    Kyran wrapped his arms around her while Deirdre asked in a muffled voice, ¡°Why? Why do you trust


    me so much?¡±


    Kyran said, ¡°It¡¯s because you¡¯re Deirdre, and that is all the reason I need.¡±


    He loosened his embrace and asked when she grew tired from crying, ¡°So, are you going to tell me


    what is going on now?¡±


    Deirdre exined everything that had urred recently in detail to him without hiding anything. Kyran


    listened quietly without expressing any surprise as if he was also a part of the events.


    When Deirdre was done, Kyran chuckled and said, ¡°Silly girl, you wanted to get a divorce so you could


    be with me. You did it for me. As for being drugged, you didn¡¯t take it upon yourself or did it on purpose.


    You¡¯re also a victim, so why would I me you for that? It has passed and won¡¯t change anything. The


    same goes for me.¡±


    Deirdre still had tear streaks on her face and sounded astounded as she said, ¡°You really don¡¯t mind


    it!?¡±


    ¡°I don¡¯t mind at all.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s voice sounded shaky. ¡°Why are you so good to me?¡±


    Kyran paused for a moment, his dark eyes filled with self-mockery. ¡°If you knew the truth, you¡¯d


    understand that I¡¯ve never been a good person.¡±


    ¡°What?¡±


    Kyran¡¯s mood recovered quickly. ¡°Nothing. I said that it¡¯s my fault that you had to suffer hardships


    because I couldn¡¯t keep youpany at all times when I was busy with Germia all this time.¡±


    Deirdre felt warm and fuzzy in her chest. She mustered the courage to grab the hem of


    Kyran¡¯s shirt despite feeling anxious.


    ¡°So, Kyran, will you still¡­ touch me?¡±


    Deirdre had a scarlet blush. She was already so embarrassed that she could not raise her head upon


    saying that. ¡°I would like to give everything of myself to you from now on. My body and my heart are all


    yours from today onward.¡±


    Kyran was surprised. His gaze dimmed as he looked at Deirdre¡¯s shy behavior. ¡°Are you sure?¡±


    ¡°Hmm.¡± Deirdre nodded and clutched her fists tightly in anxiety, yet she answered without the slightest


    hesitation, ¡°I¡¯m very sure.¡±


    Kyran took a sip of the drink and leaned over her. A moment before he kissed her, he said, ¡®You¡¯ll


    regret it.¡±


    A night of passion passed.


    Deirdre opened her eyes and figured that it should be noon after estimating the time. She moved her


    body shyly and discovered that Kyran was not by her side. She felt slightly disappointed.


    On the other hand, Deirdre found Kyran¡¯s ¡®You¡¯ll regret it¡¯ very familiar and felt as if she had heard it


    somewhere before.


    Everything that had happenedst night felt as if it had been repeated countless times. She and Kyran


    were sopatible she did not feel any awkwardness at their first consummation. It felt as if they had


    known each other for many years, and they were one¡­


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    Deirdre patted her head to stop herself from indulging in wild conjectures.


    Kyran trusted Deirdre, so she should trust Kyran wholeheartedly just the same.


    Her knees buckled when she turned around and got out of bed, so she sat again on the bed.


    Kyran opened the door just in time to witness that. He let out a muffled peal ofughter and said, ¡°Do


    you need some help?¡±

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    ¡°It¡¯s fine!¡± Deirdre said quickly. She wished she could bury herself in embarrassment and said softly, ¡°I


    can walk¡­ I haven¡¯t touched the ground for a long time, so my legs are slightly weak¡­¡±


    ¡°Is that so?¡± Kyran held back hisughter when he spoke.


    ¡°It must be because I was too hard on youst night. I didn¡¯t know that you were so fragile. Should I be


    more gentle next time?¡±


    Deirdre was extremely embarrassed. ¡°What do you mean next time? I don¡¯t understand.¡±


    She wanted to run into the bathroom, but Kyran wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her into


    his embrace first.


    ¡°Why are you running away?¡± He kissed her forehead smilingly.


    Deirdre bit her lower lip. ¡°You¡¯re mean. You tease me when you know I¡¯m shy.¡±


    ¡°What¡¯s there to be shy of when you¡¯re going to be my wife in the future, and it¡¯s only perfectly justified


    for us to do this?¡± Kyran bit her lip once and said, ¡°Or are you telling me that I didn¡¯t please you


    enough?¡±


    Deirdre had a hard time speaking.


    She had no idea what the definition of ¡®pleasing¡¯ was, but she found that yesterday was indeed¡­


    enjoyable.


    She buried her head in Kyran¡¯s chest because she was too embarrassed.


    Kyran caressed her hair and suddenly said, ¡°I¡¯m scared, Deirdre.¡±


    ¡°Scared?¡± Deirdre was jolted back to reality and raised her head to ask,¡± What¡¯s going on? Why are


    you scared?¡±


    Kyran looked at Deirdre¡¯s face with lust and said after a long time, ¡°I¡¯m scared that everything of mine


    will disappear eventually. I feel like I¡¯m a bad man who receives something that isn¡¯t supposed to be


    mine.¡±


    ¡°Isn¡¯t it supposed to be yours?¡± Deirdre blinked and stretched out her hand to touch Kyran¡¯s face. ¡°Are


    you referring to me?¡±


    ¡°Hmm.¡±


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    Deirdre felt astonished upon receiving the answer. She felt rather and said with puffed up cheeks, ¡°Why


    do you feel that way? Kyran, I naturally belong to you. If not, why would I¡­¡±


    She bit her lower lips.


    Kyran regained his smile, and the dimness in his dark eyes vanished. He bit her lip.


    ¡°I¡¯m joking with you.¡±


    Deirdre felt relieved and punched him. ¡°You¡¯ve gone too far.¡±


    Kyran held her hands and kissed her on the side of her lips.


    Meanwhile, the doorbell downstairs suddenly rang.


    ¡°Someone¡¯s here?¡±


    Kyran loosened his grip . ¡°It¡¯s possibly Den. However, didn¡¯t he mention that he¡¯s going to Vige


    Alnwick today?¡±


    Deirdre was confused. Both of them went downstairs, with Kyran holding Deirdre¡¯s hand.


    He had just opened the door when Glenna¡¯s voice was heard saying, ¡°Deirdre, are you home? You


    almost scared me to death. I left you to rest for two days, yet you turned off your phone. You can¡¯t be


    ¡ª¡±


    Glenna¡¯s voice halted to a stop instantly.


    The smile on her face was frozen as she looked at the man before her.


    Then, she was astounded and confused. ¡°Why are you here? Deirdre? You¡¯re not¡­ Why are you still


    with him?¡±


    ¡°What?¡± Deirdre was stunned for a moment. She was extremely confused by Glenna¡¯s reaction.


    ¡°Do you know Kyran?¡±


    ¡°Who¡¯s Kyran? He¡¯s not-¡±


    ¡°Glenna.¡±


    All of a sudden, Den¡¯s voice came from behind her. He came in a rush and breathed heavily before


    saying, ¡°Didn¡¯t I tell you to wait for me? Why did youe rushing over by yourself?¡±


    Glenna looked at Kyran with wide eyes and then looked at Deirdre before answering, ¡°I¡­ I wanted to


    call Deirdre beforeing and notify her, but I discovered her phone was turned off. She didn¡¯t pick up


    my call, and I was worried. Thus, I came first.¡±


    Deirdre smiled and said, ¡°I turned off my phone before the flight took off yesterday, and I forgot to turn it


    back on.¡±

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    ¡°Why are you so careless?¡± Glenna heaved a sigh and could not refrain from asking,


    ¡°Have both of you reconciled?¡±


    ¡°Us?¡± Deirdre was confused. ¡°Who? Kyran and I? Haven¡¯t we always been very good with each other?¡±


    ¡°But-¡±


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    ¡°Glenna,e with me outside. I have something that I would like to talk to you about.¡±


    Den caught Glenna by surprise by interrupting her such that her words were stuck in her throat.


    Deirdre was utterly confused. She could only feel Kyran¡¯s grip on her hand growing stronger without his


    notice.


    ¡°Kyran, my hand hurts.¡±


    Kyran loosened his grip abruptly after he was reminded by Deirdre and said gently, ¡°I¡¯m sorry.¡±


    Deirdre shook her head smilingly and said to Den and Glenna, ¡°Why do you have to talk outside?


    It¡¯s so cold outside. You shoulde inside and talk. It¡¯s almost time for lunch anyway. Stay so you can


    have a taste of my cooking together.¡±


    Den said smilingly, ¡°It seems that I came at the right time today. I¡¯m in luck for a feast.¡±


    ¡°Yes.¡± Deirdre said, ¡°We bought some drinks too yesterday. It¡¯s a good time to celebrate now that we


    have all finally gathered after more than a month.¡±


    Deirdre went to work by rolling up her sleeves and giving instructions to Kyran so he could help her to


    grab her apron. She tied up her apron and began bustling about in the kitchen. She suddenly


    remembered that she had a flour bag stored in the second floor¡¯s utility room.


    She pped to turn off the stove and walked upstairs.She walked past a room and heard the ferocious


    quarreling from inside.


    Deirdre halted to a stop and heard Glenna say, ¡°Why are you doing this? What you¡¯re doing will make


    her live in deceit for the rest of her life. Do you think this is fair for her?¡±


    It was Deirdre¡¯s first time hearing Glenna lose her temper. She remembered that Glenna was a well-


    tempered person and was always positive and bubbly, as if she would never experience any frustration


    in her life.


    Deirdre could not help feeling rmed by Glenna¡¯s sudden change. She walked closer and heard


    Den¡¯s gentle voice saying, ¡°What do you think is fair?


    What is unfair? I think that it would be unfair to reveal the truth to her. It will be cruel to her. You should


    continue to get on with her for some time. You will then discover that this is the best life for her.¡±


    ¡°The best?¡± Glenna was so furious that sheughed.


    ¡°You¡¯ve disappointed me too much, Mr. King. I never imagined that you¡¯d say something like this ¡­ Do


    you think she will be happy because you fabricated a happy environment filled with countless lies? Do


    you have the courage to let her find out the truth? Do you?¡±


    Den said in a slightly indifferent tone, ¡°Glenna, you¡¯re being too emotional.¡±


    ¡°Emotional?¡± Glenna was crestfallen. ¡®You will never understand how cruel this is for a woman.¡±


    Deirdre was utterly perplexed. ¡®What do they mean by fair and unfair? What does she mean by


    fabricating a happy environment? What does he mean by having the courage to let her find out the


    truth?


    ¡®Who is the ¡°her¡± that they are referring to?*


    Deirdre clenched her fists tightly without her notice and wanted to listen closer.


    ¡°Deirdre!¡±


    All of a sudden, Kyran walked out of another room and grabbed her arm in agitation after seeing her.


    ¡°Why are you here?¡±


    ¡°Me?¡± Deirdre furrowed her eyebrows. She was in pain from Kyran¡¯s grip.¡± I¡¯m here to get some flour.


    I¡¯m out of flour in the kitchen.¡± Kyran asked in an exploratory manner, ¡°So did you¡­ overhear


    anything?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯d almost forget if you didn¡¯t bring it up.¡± Deirdre said softly, ¡°I overheard Glenna and Mr. King


    quarreling. Do you know what¡¯s going on between them?¡±

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    ¡°Is that all?¡± Kyran stared at Deirdre closely with his dark eyes and felt relieved when he noticed there


    was nothing strange about her expression. He hugged her tightly.


    Deirdre wrapped her arms around his back and felt the man¡¯s wide, muscr back shaking ever so


    slightly. She asked, ¡°Are you shaking, Kyran?¡±


    Kyran did not answer, but the door of the room opened up. Glenna and Den did not express any


    surprise after seeing them, as if they had already heard themotion outside the room.


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    Deirdre exined shyly, ¡°I wasn¡¯t eavesdropping on purpose, but I came for some flour.


    However¡­ Since I¡¯ve already overheard your conversation, I won¡¯t beat around the bush anymore. Are


    you¡­ quarreling? Are you okay?¡±


    Glenna¡¯s expression was ghastly pale and very unpleasant. Her red lips were tightly pursed, and she


    took a nce at Kyran before she asked with her fists clenched,


    ¡°Deirdre, you and him¡­ Him being Mr. Reed, are you happy being with him?¡± Deirdre had no idea why


    Glenna would ask this question out of nowhere. Soon afterward, she cracked a happy smile and said,


    ¡®Yes, of course.¡±


    Glenna took a deep breath. ¡°It¡¯s great that you¡¯re happy¡­ It¡¯s great that you¡¯re happy¡­¡±


    Deirdre furrowed her eyebrows and asked, ¡°What¡¯s going on with you, Glenna?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m fine.¡± Glenna could not bear to stay there even for a moment longer. ¡°I suddenly remembered I still


    have some affairs to attend to at thepany. I¡¯m going back to work.¡±


    ¡°Aren¡¯t you going to stay for lunch? What¡¯s so urgent?¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s fine.¡± Glenna declined the invitation. She was afraid she would be saddened by one more sight of


    Deirdre and felt she was one of the aplices.


    Glenna was worried she was behaving differently and would stir Deirdre¡¯s suspicion, so she regained


    her usual smile and said, ¡°You know about work. In a capitalist world, when work calls for you at 6:00,


    you¡¯ll be doomed if you¡¯re there at 6:15! I¡¯lle and taste your cooking next time, alright?¡±


    ¡°Alright.¡± Deirdre said, ¡°Mr. King will send you there then.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s fine!¡± Glenna had a huge reaction and refused to take a nce at Den. ¡°I¡¯ll just get a cab. I shall


    make a move now.¡±


    Upon saying that, she left in a rush without giving Den a chance to go after her.


    A momentary silence ensued.


    Den chuckled and attempted to mediate the situation. ¡°Glenna is such a lively person that she can


    walk so quickly, even in high heels. If she were to change into running shoes, I¡¯m afraid that I wouldn¡¯t


    be able to catch up to her anymore.¡±


    Deirdre chuckled. ¡°Why would she need to change into running shoes? You still can¡¯t catch up to her


    now, right?¡±


    ¡°What did you say? Brendan and Deirdre are divorced?¡± Charlene got up in astonishment, her


    handcuffs rattling while she struggled to get up. Her skinny face made her huge eyes pop, and she


    appeared terrifying under the white light.


    ¡°Have you misheard? How can that be possible?¡± Mitch said nonchntly, ¡°It can¡¯t be a mistake. My


    subordinates witnessed them entering the courthouse, and they were still legally married at that time.


    Could it be they were there for something else? I checked Brendan¡¯s personal information and found


    that his status has already returned to being single.¡±


    ¡°It can¡¯t be!¡± Charlene sat on the chair once again, bit her nails, and muttered to herself,


    ¡°It can¡¯t be¡­ They¡¯ve already fooled around with each other for a long time, and that is why they shut


    me in this terrifying ce! Why would they get a divorce when they¡¯re already together?¡±


    She had been recalling herst encounter with Brendan non-stop to figure out if something was strange


    about the meeting.


    She had been too emotional at the time, in fear that Brendan would leave her. After calming down, she


    realized that Brendan was stunned by Deirdre¡¯s presence and seemed restless, as if he was scared of


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    ¡®Kyran¡­ Brendan¡­¡¯


    Charlene¡¯s pupils shook violently. ¡°Get someone to keep watch on Deirdre, quickly! Look into the man


    named Kyran, who is always with her while you¡¯re at it!¡±


    ¡°Uh¡­¡± Mitch leaned against the chair and expressed his amusement.¡± Charlene, you must be joking


    with me, right? Do you know that someone is protecting Deirdre? Let alone keeping watch on her. I


    don¡¯t even f*ck*ng know where she is.¡±


    ¡°I know you have your ways of doing it!¡± Charlene was extremely agitated and struck the table while


    she shouted, ¡°Mitch! We¡¯re in the same boat. Don¡¯t you dare be unappreciative after helping you


    frequently in Brendan¡¯s name!¡±


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    Mitch had his legs crossed and said in a cynical tone, ¡°It seems that you¡¯re of no use to me now.


    Brendan has left you, so why should I stay? Besides, do you think that you can still seduce me with


    your beauty like you did in the past? Eight out of ten of the hostesses at the club have a stic surgery


    face like yours.¡±


    ¡°You!¡±


    Charlene was furious that Mitch wouldpare her to the hostesses at the club because he used to try


    to please her so badly.


    In her current abject state, she lost everything after losing Brendan. She put up with it and softened her


    voice when she said, ¡°I still have my use. Don¡¯t worry. Just do as I said, and I promise that Brendan will


    come back to me obediently.¡±


    In the next few days, Glenna did not call Deirdre even once, nor did she pay a visit.


    Deirdre could not stand it anymore and called up Glenna, but thetter was hesitant while speaking to


    her. She made up a bunch of excuses and lied about being busy to hide her recent, unusual behavior.


    Deirdre did not believe the excuses, but Glenna would always end the calls in a rush. She could not


    manage to get an answer, so she reached out to Den.


    Den spoke in his usual, gentle tone. ¡°Glenna? She¡¯s been very busy with work recently, I guess. It¡¯s


    the start of the year, after all. Thepany is receiving a lot of orders, so she will need to work extra


    hours for some time. She will be fine when the busy period is over.¡±


    Deirdre said in a soft voice, ¡°Don¡¯t lie to me, Mr. King. Tell me the truth. Are you two¡­ in some sort of a


    conflict?¡±


    Den kept quiet.


    Deirdre asked, ¡°Both of you were constantly debating about fairness on that day. What does that


    mean?¡±


    Den hesitated for a short while before telling her, ¡°We did get into a small conflict, and it was mostly


    my fault. You don¡¯t need to be bothered by this, Miss McKinnon. As for Glenna¡­I¡¯ll rify the situation


    with her by paying a visit to her personally.¡±


    Den called over Fionn after ending the call.


    ¡°What is Glenna¡¯s food preference?¡±


    Fionn raised his head abruptly, and his body trembled. ¡°Sir, what¡­ What¡¯s going on?¡±


    Den was amused by how Fionn was sensitive to Glenna¡¯s name. ¡°Why are you so anxious? Are you


    worried that I¡¯ll go after your Glenna?¡±


    ¡°Why would I!¡± Fionn muttered, ¡°I know how you conduct yourself very well, sir¡­¡±


    He was worried that Glenna had done something inappropriate because he knew


    Glenna too well, after all.


    ¡°She likes prunes.¡±


    ¡°Prunes?¡± Den was troubled. Glenna did not y by the rules, just as he had expected. ¡°How am I


    going to get prunes when it¡¯s spring?¡±


    ¡°Prune-vored dessert works too.¡± Fionn said, ¡°You can get it downstairs.¡±


    ¡°Sure.¡±


    Den had always been a doer. He packed up the documents and headed downstairs to get some


    prune-vored dessert before driving to Glenna¡¯spany.


    ¡°Glenna!¡±


    Glenna was sitting absentmindedly in front of theputer when her colleague approached her in


    excitement. ¡°A handsome man is looking for you at the door!¡±

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    ¡°Handsome man?¡± Glenna was stunned for a moment. She thought about her recent suitors and


    figured that it could only be that unshakable rich kid and said shyly, ¡®You¡¯re kidding me. How is that a


    handsome man¡­ I shall buy you dinner tonight if you can get rid of him for me. Thanks!¡±


    ¡®You can¡¯t be getting rid of a fine, handsome man like that, right?¡± The colleague covered her mouth,


    chuckled to herself, and said, ¡°Can I have him if you don¡¯t want him?¡±


    ¡°Hold on¡­¡± Glenna called over the colleague because she knew her colleague¡¯s beauty standard for


    men. ¡°It¡¯s not Joshua West?¡±


    The colleague said in contempt, ¡°What? How can youpare that man to my Adonis? Ms. ser, I


    highly advise you to apologize to my Adonis at once. Otherwise, I¡¯m going to punish you for ndering


    my Adonis!¡±


    It was possible that Glenna would be a harmonious whole in the past, but she was not in the


    mood to do so recently. However, she hade to realize immediately that the iing person was


    not Joshua, all thanks to her colleague. Yet, who else could it be if not Joshua?


    It was a man who was addressed as ¡®Adonis¡¯ by her colleague¡­


    That person¡¯s figure emerged in Glenna¡¯s mind almost instantaneously. Soon afterward, her expression


    turned unpleasant, and she shook her head to get rid of the thoughts. He could not possibly havee


    here, and he would not havee either.


    ¡°I shall take a look.¡±


    She got up from her chair and grabbed her jacket to head out. She got into an elevator and headed


    downstairs. She could not help feeling stunned when she saw the figure standing at the lobby¡¯s


    entrance.


    Den turned his head as well.


    The moment their eyes met, Glenna immediately recovered from her surprise and turned around in


    preparation to get into the elevator.


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    Den said, ¡°Glenna, I feel that constantly hiding is not going to work. What do you think? I brought


    you your favorite dessert. Let¡¯s go out and talk. It will only take you ten minutes.¡±


    Glenna stood in the same spot, her palms sweaty. She was overwhelmed with inner struggles and


    torment when she said, ¡°My superior doesn¡¯t allow me to leave my position during working hours, so-¡±


    ¡°When do you get off work? I¡¯ll wait for you so we can grab dinner together while we¡¯re at it.¡±


    ¡°In two hours. You should go back first. I¡¯ll reach out to you myself.¡±


    De smiled and said, ¡°It might take years for you to reach out to me. I shall wait for you Instead.¡±


    Glenna was vexed. ¡°As you wish. I shall go back to work now.¡±


    She pressed the elevator button desperately and walked straight into it in anger. She felt mentally


    exhausted the moment the elevator door was shut. She returned to her cubicle on the fourth floor, and


    her colleague approached her swiftly.


    ¡°How was it?¡±


    ¡°How was what?¡±


    The colleague winked at her. ¡®You¡¯re still going to put on airs with me, huh? It¡¯s your boyfriend, right? Is


    that fine, handsome man here to see you so he can ask you out on a date?¡±


    ¡°No.¡± Glenna¡¯s head was throbbing, and she made up an excuse. ¡°My childhood friend is his


    subordinate. He is free today and helping my friend deliver some stuff.¡±


    ¡°I see.¡± The colleague sympathized with Glenna, but she was rather excited as well. ¡°So, does that


    mean that I stand a chance again?¡±


    ¡°Yes.¡± Glenna smirked. ¡°Hence, your chance to get his number is upon you now.¡±


    The colleague looked at Glenna and checked herself in the mirror before returning to her cubicle.


    ¡°Forget it! I should know my ce. Aside from my qualities, I¡¯m not lucky enough to strike gold. Even if I


    do manage to strike gold, I will be constantly panic-stricken about some cunning woman trying to


    seduce my handsome man. I will die from a heart attack in less than half a month, and it¡¯s not a worthy


    cause!¡±


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    Glenna had just realized that Den was really waiting for her downstairs. She could not bear to go


    through the reports anymore because she could not figure out Den¡¯s goal ining here.


    ¡®He¡¯s not going to choose to let Deirdre find out the truth, nor is he going to change anything. Is he here


    to convince me, then? Am I really that important?¡¯


    At that thought, Glenna patted her face and suppressed the ineffable feeling in her chest. She headed


    to the restroom to wash her face.


    It was already time to get off work by the time she returned to the office. A group of colleagues were


    discussing the dinner location and asked for Glenna¡¯s opinion.


    She shook her head and said, ¡°Count me out. I still didn¡¯t get around to amending the project, so I¡¯m


    going to put in the extra hours for a while. You guys can go ahead¡±


    ¡®You shouldn¡¯t trouble yourself too much either. If you really can¡¯t finish it, you can do it tomorrow


    morning. We will only need to hand it in next week anyway, so there is no rush.¡±


    ¡°Hmm.¡± Glenna smiled. She just wanted to hide from Den.


    When everyone else had left, she amended and saved the documents that she had managed to go


    through, and by the time she got up, it was already dark outside.


    Glenna put on her coat and got into the elevator head downstairs. She got out of the elevator and saw


    the man at the lobby¡¯s entrance at one nce. He was dressed in a suit and had a tall, slender figure.


    His fingers were frozen pink, and the cold-tonedplexion of his delicate facial features was stained


    red from the cold. She could see it clearly.


    Den stood upright when he saw Glenna. ¡°You¡¯re here, just in time. We can head to dinner right


    away. It¡¯s just that the dessert that I got you has already gotten cold.¡±


    Glenna¡¯s lips were trembling, and she was having a hard time speaking. Den said smilingly, You¡¯re


    not going to go back on your word after promising me, right?¡±


    In the end, Glenna did not decline his dinner invitation. They headed to a restaurant nearby, and as


    soon as they sat down, Den unboxed the dessert and asked, ¡°Would you like to try this? I heard this


    is their most rmended dessert, and it was already thest piece left when I arrived.¡±


    Den pushed the dessert to Glenna, but she did not ept it. On the contrary, she raised her head


    and asked, ¡°Can you tell me now that there¡¯s no one else here, Mr. King?¡±


    ¡°Tell you what?¡± Deny back on the seat, his interest piqued. He continued to smile and said, ¡°I¡¯ve


    never shared a meal with you with just the two of us, even after being acquainted with you for so long. I


    want to seize the opportunity when I¡¯m free to ask you out for a meal. That should not be something


    that is especially hard to understand, right?¡±


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    Glenna found it cynical.


    If this incident had never happened, she would have been so delighted that her hands would shake if


    Den were to wait for her and ask her out to have a meal with just the two of them.


    ¡°Mr. King, I¡¯m a person who is very fond of good-looking people. I will always form the first impression


    of someone based on their looks. Hence, I was under the assumption that you were always a gentle,


    considerate, and kind gentleman.


    Den raised his gaze in surprise. ¡°So, you¡¯re saying that I¡¯m not anymore?¡± You still are.¡±


    Den cracked a smile. ¡°It sounds rather self-contradictory.¡± He did not put the topic of conversation to


    rest for a long time, but he announced his goal, ¡°Glenna, I know that you are greatly displeased with


    me because of that incident. I would like to exin to you the rtionship between Brendan and


    Deirdre. It¡¯s definitely not as simple as you may have imagined. We, as outsiders, can¡¯t get involved


    and even less intervene in their rtionship. I hope that you can understand that.¡±


    ¡°I can¡¯t understand¡­¡± Glenna shook her head. ¡°I know that I¡¯d never be able to ept being deceived


    like this if it were me.¡±


    ¡°However, you¡¯re still choosing to keep quiet, just like us.¡± Den enunciated his words clearly when he


    said, ¡°Hence, you must know that it¡¯s cruel to reveal the truth to Deirdre.¡±


    ¡°That is only because you¡¯ve already weaved a web of lies and, in turn, forced me to have no choice


    but to keep it hidden with you!¡± Glenna came to realize something in the midst of chaos, her eyes


    glistening.


    ¡°So, your goal of waiting for me is so I can ept the truth?¡±

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    Den came up with a rather standard answer.


    ¡°Miss McKinnon needs you still.¡± He said, ¡°She called me today and told me about how you¡¯ve been


    acting off recently. She¡¯s very worried about you as a friend. I feel that we shouldn¡¯t affect her usually


    calm life anyhow, don¡¯t you think so?¡±


    Glenna felt her heart sink. She had naively assumed that Den perhaps cared about her at the very


    least, which was why he would try to exin the painful topic to her willingly.


    ¡°So¡­¡± Glenna¡¯s voice was shaky when she said, ¡°So, you¡¯re only here to see me to solve this issue.


    You¡¯ve never found yourself to be at fault, right?¡±


    ¡°A deceit will always be wrong. However, as I¡¯ve said, we don¡¯t have a right to intervene as outsiders.¡±


    Den looked at the tears she held back in her eyes calmly. ¡°Glenna, you¡¯re an adult and a childhood


    friend of Fionn. I hope you won¡¯t ruin your friendship with Miss McKinnon because you¡¯re doing it out of


    momentary spite.¡±


    Glenna clenched her fist tightly and looked at Den¡¯s extremely calm face. She finally understood


    what Fionn had been implying in the past.


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    Den was too heartless. Or, he could be described as a man who had seen it all such that he was so


    infuriatingly calm when he dealt with everything. He was so calm that he had lost the reactions and


    emotions that a person should have, i


    Glenna smirked and said, ¡°I understand. It seems I shouldn¡¯t havee to have a meal with you.


    We¡¯re not the same kind of people from the start.¡±


    She grabbed her jacket in preparation to leave, while Den caught her off guard by saying, ¡°Glenna,


    you have a crush on me, right?¡±


    When Glenna heard the remark, she felt her emotions boiling in her chest, Den said nonchntly,


    ¡°Since you have a crush on me, you may continue to have a crush on me then. We can go back exactly


    as we were and maintain our previous rtionship. As long as you¡¯re willing to pretend as if nothing


    has happened, I will even agree to give you a chance at dating me.¡±


    Glenna breathed deeply and came to realize what the term ¡®overwhelming coldness¡¯ meant.


    In Den¡¯s eyes, her feelings for him were akin to a transaction.


    Glenna red at Den in rage, with tears streaming down her face.


    ¡®¡®You have utterly no idea what love is¡­ Mr. King!¡±


    Den was momentarily stunned upon seeing her tears. He then cracked a smile and said, ¡°If I don¡¯t


    know what love is, no one else will know then. I know what love is even more after experiencing some


    events. Love is of no great importance and can be used to trade for happiness. Isn¡¯t love good for


    keeping everyone happy?


    ¡°If one insists on mutual loving at all times, the loss will outweigh the gain, and love will lose its


    meaning.¡±


    He sought the advantages and avoided the disadvantages of love like a businessman by giving a well-


    reasoned statement.


    Glenna shook her head with all her might. She discovered that there was nothing else for her to say to


    Den, so she left in strides with her jacket in her arm.


    Den said when she walked outside, ¡°Don¡¯t let Miss McKinnon wait for too long until she grows


    anxious. She¡¯s still worried about you.¡±


    The door was mmed.


    Den poured himself a drink and finished it in one gulp. Glenna¡¯s remark was still ying in his head


    constantly.


    ¡°You have utterly no idea what love is¡­ Mr. King!¡±


    Den pondered for a moment. ¡°Don¡¯t I?¡±


    He sneered and thought about Laura¡¯s doings. He thought about how she chose to be on the opposing


    side quickly when she had a choice between him and Ci Ilian. He poured another drink.


    ¡®If I don¡¯t know what love is, so be it. This is just what I want now, at the very least.¡¯


    A few days passed, and Deirdre finally received a call from Glenna on her own initiative. Deirdre¡¯s


    anxious mind was finally set at ease when she heard Glenna¡¯s voice.

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    ¡°Glenna, how are you?¡±


    Glenna chuckled dryly and said, ¡°I¡¯m fine. I feel bad for making you worried. I was too busy with work¡­


    a while back.¡±


    Deirdre epted the excuse and said smilingly, ¡°It¡¯s fine that you¡¯re busy with work for a short while, as


    long as you¡¯re still willing to call me.¡±


    ¡°Why would I not be willing to call you? I treat you like a friend from the bottom of my heart.¡± Glenna felt


    choked up upon saying that.


    Deirdre said, ¡°Are you free today? Would you like toe over for dinner at my ce tonight?¡±


    ¡°Will Kyran be there as well?¡±


    ¡°Of course. He''s living with me.¡± Deirdre paused for a moment. ¡°Or would you like to meet me with just


    the two of us?¡±


    ¡°No, I¡¯m only asking casually.¡± Glenna chuckled forcefully.


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    ¡°I¡¯ll be there tonight.Remember to cook me my favorite stuffed eggnt. It¡¯s been a long time since I


    last had it, and I miss having it.¡±


    Deirdre could not helpughing. ¡°Sure.¡±


    After ending the call, Kyran came upstairs. He tilted her chin and kissed her before saying, ¡°I overheard


    you talking on the phone with someone when I came out of the study. Who was it? You sounded


    happy.¡±


    ¡°It was Glenna. She has finallye around after so many days.¡± Deirdre had a faint smile on her face


    and felt an ineffable joy in her. Kyran¡¯s dark eyes dimmed for a moment, and he asked in a seemingly


    casual manner,


    ¡°What did you talk about on the phone?¡±


    Deirdre did not notice the difference in Kyran¡¯s tone because she was distracted with joy. She turned on


    the tap and washed her hands. ¡°Oh, nothing much. She was busy with work and didn¡¯t have much time


    to talk. I invited her toe over for dinner tonight. We should invite Den while we¡¯re at it so they


    can bury the hatchet and resolve all their previous grievances.¡±


    ¡°Sure.¡± Kyran was relieved. ¡°I shall call up Den now.¡±


    ¡°Hmm.¡±


    He headed to the balcony to make the call. When he returned, Deirdre had already begun to put on her


    coat, and he could tell that she was heading out judging by her action.


    ¡°Where are you going?¡±


    Deirdre said, ¡°Grocery shopping. We need to get some ingredients since both of them areing.


    Moreover, Glenna has requested stuffed eggnts, and we have run out of eggnts in our fridge.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯lle with you,¡± Kyran said without hesitation. He grabbed his jacket upstairs, got


    Deirdre a scarf while he was at it, and wrapped it around her neck.


    The couple headed out together. The sun was very warm, and Deirdre squintedfortably. Many


    people turned around and looked at them frequently along the way because they made a beautiful


    couple.


    After entering the supermarket, Kyran pushed the shopping cart while Deirdre was right by his side.


    They headed to the daily necessities section when they were done with the cooking ingredients.


    ¡°Kyran, I was wondering if we should get another bag of flour as a backup. I feel that it will still be some


    time before we move to Germia.¡±


    Deirdre walked ahead and suddenly felt the man¡¯s footsteps halt.


    ¡°Kyran?¡±


    Kyran furrowed his eyebrows and looked around him. When he was jolted back to reality, he regained


    his usual expression.


    ¡°Yes.¡±


    ¡°What¡¯s going on with you? Why did you stop suddenly? Is it because you saw something that you


    wanted to get?¡±


    ¡°No.¡± Kyran made up an excuse. ¡°I thought my shoce was loose.¡±


    ¡°I see.¡± Deirdre paid no attention to that and instructed Kyran to grab some toothbrushes and towels.


    Kyran ced the items in the shopping cart after retrieving them, yet his gaze was constantly drifting


    elsewhere. ¡°Wait for me here. I¡¯m going out for a short while.¡±


    ¡°Where are you going?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m going to the restroom because I don¡¯t feel so well.¡±


    Deirdre was stunned for a moment. She nodded despite feeling strange.


    Kyran walked in the direction that stirred his suspicion, and his spection was right.


    Someone was taking photos of them in secret.

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    Who was their mystery photographer?


    Kyran had no idea. He knew that if the pictures were to be leaked to the public, it would spell trouble.


    Deirdre stood still and waited for Kyran¡¯s return patiently. It was a great moment to immerse herself in-


    she liked being a part of the bustling scene. It made her feel alive.


    She heard footsteps drawing near and thought it was Kyran. Unexpectedly, it was a middle-aged


    woman. ¡°Fine day, youngdy. The man who was with you¡­ Is his name


    ¡®Kyran Reed¡¯?¡±


    She was gregarious enough, but her choice of words triggered Deirdre¡¯s defense. She frowned warily


    and asked, ¡°Can I help you?¡±


    ¡°Oh, no! It¡¯s nothing big! I don¡¯t mean to scare you,¡± exined the middle- aged woman.


    ¡°Kyran Reed simply wanted me to inform you that he¡¯s caught up with something and can¡¯t reallye


    to you, so you should wait for him at the entrance.¡±


    ¡°Caught up with¡­ what?¡±


    The middle-aged woman chuckled dryly. ¡°Beats me. I¡¯m just a messenger. I wouldn¡¯t know. That¡¯s all,


    really.¡±


    As Deirdre hesitated, the middle-aged woman left. Still suspicious, she carefully pushed the cart


    forward and wondered if anything had happened to make Kyran leave her alone.


    In fact, she didn¡¯t even know where the entrance was. She had never been to this particr


    supermarket.


    Then, suddenly, she heard Kyran calling out to her from her side, ¡°Dee? I thought I told you to wait for


    me where you stood. Where are you heading?¡±


    Deirdre was stunned. ¡°Didn¡¯t you say you¡¯re caught up in something? So I have to wait for you by the


    entrance?¡±


    ¡°I said that?¡±


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    Deirdre bit her lips immediately. ¡°D-Did I just get d-duped?¡±


    Kyran quickly caressed her cheeks, his brows locked into a frown. ¡°What happened?¡±


    ¡°I was waiting for you right where we were until someone who sounded like a middle aged woman


    approached me and asked if you were Kyran. Then, she told me you¡¯re caught up in something and


    informed her to tell me to wait for you by the entrance.¡±


    Kyran¡¯s expression darkened as Deirdre added, ¡°Who is she? Do you know her?¡±


    He espied the anxiety bubbling in her face and decided tofort her. ¡°It¡¯s nothing. We should head


    back first. That middle-aged woman was just someone I instructed to check on you, but I didn¡¯t tell her


    to make you wait by the entrance. She probably misunderstood my message.¡±


    ¡°Huh? So that¡¯s all?¡± Deirdre¡¯s anxiety broke away to reveal her relief. Smiling, she remarked, ¡°God, so


    she really was just doing what you told her to! You should be a bit clearer next time. That gave me a


    fright!¡±


    Kyran held her hand, but any reflective surface would have easily shown a new shadow of stoic


    severity over his face. He knew very well that he had never asked any middle aged woman to talk to


    Deirdre. That led him to the question: who was that? What was her motive? Was she affiliated with their


    mystery photographer?


    Either way, Kyran knew better than to stay there any longer. Soon, they paid for their groceries, left the


    supermarket, and took a long detour. It was so long that even Deirdre noticed. ¡°Is it me, or have we


    been walking for a long time? I thought the supermarket was close to our ce.¡±


    ¡°Sorry, are you tired? I guess I didn¡¯t think things through. It¡¯s just that¡­ I heard from someone that the


    neighborhood we¡¯re staying in has this really scenic ce with cool, fresh air, so I thought¡­ I thought


    of bringing you there.¡±


    He looked over his shoulder. No one had been following them.


    Deirdre¡¯s eyes twinkled. Wrapping her arm around his, she asked, ¡°Oh! What¡¯s it like?¡±


    ¡°A man-madeke with a lot of koi fish.¡±


    Deirdre imagined it in her head and decided it must be a picturesque ce. She agreed to his sudden


    change of n wholeheartedly.


    The couple sat by theke¡¯s edge and enjoyed that quiet peace. It was only when it was time to


    prepare for their dinner that Deirdre returned home.

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    Kyran became Deirdre¡¯s kitchen helper. Around 5:00 p.m., they heard a knock on the door, prompting


    Deirdre to p the flour out of her hands in joy. ¡°Sweet! That has to be Glenna! Let her in, Kyran!¡±


    A subtle change shadowed Kyran¡¯s expression, though he ultimately obliged and answered the door.


    The young woman had a few bags on her fingers when the door opened. When she saw Kyran, her


    eyes dodged him for a second.


    Steeling herself, she called out, ¡°Hi, Mr¡­ Reed.¡±


    Kyran nodded and stepped aside to let Glenna in.


    Deirdre strode out of the kitchen and greeted cheerfully, ¡°You came just in time, Glenna.A new change


    of kitchen helper is sorely needed! Kyran¡¯s just no good at these things¡­He could not even peel and


    slice those potatoes right. If we want our dinner to happen soon, I¡¯m gonna need your help.¡±


    ¡°Well, well, well! You¡¯re in luck! This is exactly what I¡¯m born to do!¡± Glenna ced the fruits down and


    rolled her sleeves. ¡°Let me at ¡¯em!¡±


    Her usual preppiness had returned to her mannerism, making Deirdre assume she had finally let go of


    whatever misgivings she had. The thought relieved her. She brought out arge te and said, ¡°Slice


    them thin and ce them here. We¡¯re making chipster!¡±


    Glenna started working. ¡®These are a lot of potatoes for a three-person meal, don¡¯t you think?¡± she


    remarked offhandedly.


    ¡°Can we finish them at all?¡±


    ¡°Four people. Mr. King¡¯s joining us too.¡±


    Deirdre felt her friend¡¯s movement freeze. Glenna had turned quiet.


    Deirdre nervously leaned closer and asked quietly, ¡°You don¡¯t mind himing, right? I honestly


    thought you guys made up.¡±


    ¡°We¡­ did.¡± It took a while before Glenna resumed peeling a potato. She looked beguilingly normal. ¡°It


    was never anything serious, to begin with. Even people who¡¯ve known each other for years get into


    fights every once in a while, right? I guess it¡¯s not weird for acquaintances like us to do that too.¡±


    For some reason, Deirdre felt something was still amiss. Hushed, she asked, ¡°What started it?¡±


    Glenna raised her head and gazed at Deirdre¡¯s face. A wave of sympathy, conflict, and something else


    in between crashed onto her chest, and suddenly, Glenna found her hands shaking a little.


    ¡°Hey, what¡¯s wrong?¡± Deirdre rubbed her cheeks a little self-consciously and smiled. ¡°Are you staring at


    me? Something on my face?¡±


    Glenna snapped out of her trance. ¡°No, I¡¯m fine.¡± Her tone reverted to its casual gracefulness. ¡°It¡¯s


    between him and me, so you don¡¯t have to overthink it. Who do you think we are? Schoolchildren? No,


    madam, we are adults and don¡¯t need our teacher to y mediator!¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s gaze softened. ¡°Okay, then. I¡¯m with you on this. But if you need help with anything, you have


    to tell me.¡±


    ¡°Yes, mom,¡± Glenna intoned jokingly.


    The bell rang. Den had arrived. He removed his thick, heavy coat and hung it on the rack as soon as


    he got in before Kyran asked, ¡°Been to Alnwick?¡±


    ¡°Sure did. Crazy weather there today. Good thing you didn¡¯te with me, or your body would have


    shut down.¡± He chuckled.


    ¡°Where¡¯s Miss McKinnon?¡±


    The young woman in question chimed in. ¡°Over here!¡±


    Den strode into the kitchen and linked gazes with Glenna. Nothing changed his expression. He


    simply looked as he always did. ¡°Been a while, Glenna.¡±


    An unreadable glint shed in her eyes. Her lips were trembling. She still could not calm down from the


    entire revtion, yet he acted as if nothing had ever happened. He was so calm that he was downright


    inhuman.


    And that made her own heart feel cold.


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    Lowering her head to avert his gaze, she replied tly, ¡°Same here.¡±


    Deirdre noticed the slight change in the air and stepped in. ¡°You came just in time, Mr. King!¡±


    She smiled. ¡°Come help with the potatoes?¡±


    Den found the activity intriguing, so he answered her by stepping forward.


    ¡°Sure, but I¡¯m a clumsy b*stard. You sure I¡¯m not going to be a deadweight?¡±

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    Deirdre tossed an implicative nce outside the kitchen.


    ¡°Believe me, I¡¯ve seen the worst, and now nobody else¡¯s skill could ever faze me again. Seriously, try to


    surprise me.¡±


    ¡°Heh.¡± Den excitedly washed his hands and grabbed a spare knife. He made a few nicks and began


    to unpeel it.


    ¡°How¡¯s this?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s poor sight would not be able to help her tell, but she also thought this was the best


    opportunity to get Glenna and Den talking again.


    ¡°What do you think, Glenna?¡±


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    Quietly exasperated, Glenna turned in the direction of Den¡¯s hand and noticed how beautiful his


    fingers really were. It was as if a man with good genes simply could not have anything remotely out of


    ce in any part of their physical appearance. Glenna never fancied herself as someone who gave a


    dime about hands, and yet even her heart throbbed.


    When she finally broke out of her trance, she realized she had been silent too long. Den tried to


    dispel the awkwardness in the air with a chuckle. ¡°I must have done a really crappy job if my panelist


    can¡¯t review my handiwork.¡±


    He made another nick.


    ¡°How about now?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m not feeling well. Excuse me,¡± Glenna suddenly dered. She set her knife and potato down and


    hurried out of the kitchen altogether.


    Embarrassed, Den could only remark to himself, ¡°Okay. I¡¯ll take that as a yes.¡±


    Deirdre turned to the direction Glenna disappeared into and felt her heart sink. She could not stop


    thinking about the conversation she had overheard. What happened? What was it that made Glenna


    hold that big of a grudge? She obviously had a crush on Den, so why was she avoiding him?


    A momentter, she asked, ¡°I know the two of you had made up, Mr. King, but why does it seem like


    she¡¯s still holding a grudge?¡±


    ¡°I guess so, huh?¡± Den remembered how Glenna had burst into tears at that time despite himself


    and asked, ¡°Say, what sort of thing would make Glenna cry, you think?¡±


    ¡°Make her cry!?¡± Deirdre was shocked. ¡°What sort of question is that? Did ¡­ Did you make her cry!?¡±


    ¡°Of course I didn¡¯t!¡± Den quickly replied, forcing himself out of his memories before finding an


    excuse.


    ¡°I just thought she looked like the tough type who would never shed a tear over anything, so I


    wondered.¡±


    Deirdre returned to her work as she exhaled a breath. ¡°Glenna¡¯s a tough cookie. I¡¯ve never seen or


    heard her cry before, which means¡­ if she did cry, then it must have been over something that really


    broke her heart.¡±


    Glenna only returned after the potato slices were almost done. She exined that she was having a


    stomachache. Not willing to expose her, Deirdre yed along.


    ¡°Had something shadytely?¡±


    ¡°Yeah, that¡¯s gotta be it. It must be that super-spicy taco from the other day. D*mnit, I should have


    known!¡± she replied as she finished slicing thest potato. They poured oil into a frying pan and let it


    heat.


    Soon enough, a te of fresh, crispy potato chips was ready. Deirdre moved on to their other dishes-


    including Glenna¡¯s stuffed eggnts- until, finally, the dinner was served on the table.


    Glenna had always been a lively chatterbox, yet today, she was uncharacteristically quiet and seemed


    almost too focused on her meal.


    Den ended up breaking the ice, asking, ¡°Charlene McKinney should be going to trial soon, right?¡±


    Mentioning Charlene made Deirdre remember just how fast time flew. She squared the numbers


    quickly with her fingers and answered, ¡°I think it¡¯s next Monday.¡±


    Now that Charlene¡¯s case was right around the corner, Deirdre suddenly found her confidence a little


    wavering.


    ¡°I really hope that she gets her just dessert right there and then. Please don¡¯t let anything unexpected


    happen!¡±


    ¡°I don¡¯t think that¡¯s going to happen,¡± Den said with a nonchnt smile.¡± We¡¯ve got a credible


    eyewitness and some evidence from the police. It¡¯s only a matter of time before


    Charlene is sentenced for her crimes. Then, even after she has served her time and returns, you and


    Kyran will have long settled down. She can¡¯t hurt you anymore.¡±


    ¡°You¡¯re right.¡± Deirdre smiled, hoping that things would go exactly as he said.


    She was just about to ask more about Charlene when a series of buzzes interrupted her.


    Kyran nced at his screen, saw it was from an unknown number, and hung it up.


    A few secondster, his phone buzzed again.It was as if the caller was determined to have their call


    answered, or else¡­

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    Kyran¡¯s brows began to furrow as Deirdre asked gently, ¡°Hmm? Who was it?¡±


    ¡°I don¡¯t know. Must be one of those telemarketers. I¡¯m gonna answer it for a bit.¡±


    He rose and started toward the balcony. Unfazed, Deirdre resumed talking with Den for the rest of


    the dinner. When Kyran¡¯s food was starting to grow cold, she noticed he had not returned.


    Den, perceptive as ever, could read Deirdre¡¯s face. ¡°It¡¯s probably something from work. Since he


    hasn¡¯t been in his office these days, he probably has a mountain of affairs to which he has to nod off.¡±


    ¡°Yeah. You¡¯re probably right,¡± Deirdre replied with a quick smile as a heavy sense of dread and


    foreboding unfurled in her chest. The incident with the middle-aged woman earlier today seemed to


    foretell something bad toe.


    A low rumble groaned from overhead. Glenna looked up from her meal and muttered to herself, ¡°Is it


    gonna rain?¡±


    ¡°I think it is,¡± answered Den. ¡®The weather hasn¡¯t been ying nicetely.¡±


    Glenna looked rmed. She snatched her bag and coat and made her way to the door.


    ¡°Oh no. Oh no! I got to go before it rains! Who knows how long this rain¡¯s going tost? I still need to be


    at work by 7:00 a.m. tomorrow!¡±


    Deirdre rose to her feet. ¡°You know, you can always just stay the night here. We¡¯ve got a guest room


    and clean bedsheets. You don¡¯t have to rush.¡±


    ¡°Uh, no. Myptop¡¯s waiting at home, and there¡¯s still a document in there that I need to amend before


    tomorrow.¡± Glenna declined quickly.


    As she moved, Den followed and swiped his coat from the rack. ¡°My car¡¯s right outside. I¡¯ll drive you


    home.¡±


    That waspletely out of Glenna¡¯s expectations. ¡°No, thanks!¡± she answered instantly.


    Eyeing the man¡¯s unfinished te of chips, she shifted her eyes and added, ¡°You should just continue


    your dinner. I don¡¯t need anyone to drive me home.¡±


    ¡°Getting an Uber now is not a good idea, Glenna. Get into my car.¡±


    Den¡¯s usual affability seemed to have vanished suddenly at the tail-end of his sentence. In fact, he


    sounded somanding it was as if he would not ept any contrary opinions. Glenna had to swallow


    her decline.


    She quietly walked toward Den¡¯s car and took the backseat.


    The man smiled, but it did not reach his eyes at all. ¡°Am I supposed to be your driver for the evening?¡±


    Glenna turned, shot a nce at Deirdre by the door, and gnashed her teeth. She took the passenger


    seat.


    Deirdre waited until the sound of his car vanished into the distance before moving to close the door. It


    was then that a pair of hands suddenly wrapped themselves around her waist.


    The man¡¯s broad, sturdy chest pressed against her back. His chin rested on her shoulder, close to her


    neck. His breathing was a little off.


    Deirdre quickly caressed his cheek before tilting her face toward him.¡± That was a long call. What


    happened? You okay?¡±


    After a brief silence, Kyran replied, ¡°It¡¯s nothing. It¡¯s just work stuff.¡±


    It was exactly as Den had said. Curious, Deirdre replied, ¡°Didn¡¯t you say it was an unknown caller¡¯s


    number?¡±


    ¡®¡¯That call ended quickly. Then the work call came. Been on it since then.¡±


    ¡°Really?¡±


    Deirdre sensed something was amiss about Kyran today. His mood seemed a little gloomy ever since


    they returned from the supermarket, but now, it seemed like his dark mood had reached a crescendo.


    He could hardly disguise the fatigue in his voice.


    But then again, there was no real reason Kyran should hide anything from her, right? His fatigue was


    probably out of something mundane, like sheer weariness over his affairs.


    Ever since Kyran returned from Germia, he had been busy. He even got sick these few days.


    No wonder he was in a bad mood.


    Deirdre turned on her heels. ¡®The food¡¯s gone cold, so I¡¯ll make you a simple bowl of spaghetti instead.


    You can take an early rest after that. How¡¯s that sound?¡±


    ¡°Sounds good.¡±


    Deirdre had no idea how long her sleep hadsted. All she knew was that she woke from her sleep and


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    Deirdre started to hate storms and their thunderps ever since she was incarcerated. Her sight had


    only been robbed back then. Aside from how hard it was to limate to that darkness she could no


    longer escape, she had to avoid being tormented by other prisoners who were all too happy to


    capitalize on her blindness.


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    A single p of thunder used to frighten her so much that she would shake despite herself. But since


    her life had gone back to normal, she had rarely been this panicked.


    Shutting her eyes, Deirdre wiped away beads of cold sweat from her face and turned on her side to


    face where the man was.


    She reached her fingernails out to theforter wrapped around him and opened her eyes suddenly.


    ¡°Kyran?¡±


    Deirdre ran her hands through his side of the bed. It was empty and cold. He was gone.


    When did he leave? Where did he go?


    Deirdre lost her sleep. She swiped her shirt hanging from the side of her pillow, put it on, slipped into


    her shoes, and went outside.


    The living room was deadly silent. She mused for a moment and decided to visit his study. Maybe there


    was something urgent from work and he needed to burn the midnight oil. She knocked on the door,


    asking, ¡°Kyran, are you inside?¡±


    There was no answer. Just more silence. She pushed the door open, expecting illumination to re in


    her vague, blurry world, and got nothing. He was not there.


    Neither on his bed or his study on this stormy night? Where could he be?


    For some reason, Deirdre began to feel anxious. He had not been himself today, as if he was hiding


    something from her. Putting those two together¡­


    The sound of a car steering into a stop stopped her train of thought. When the door to his study


    opened, Deirdre was mulling over whether she should go downstairs to meet him.


    ¡°Kyran, is that you?¡± she called out.


    Kyran¡¯s face had a scowl, but seeing Deirdre made his eyes shudder a little. rmed, he stepped


    forward and asked, ¡°Why are you here? You¡¯re not even wearing your clothes properly! You must be


    freezing, aren¡¯t you?¡±


    Deirdre shook her head. ¡°No, it was just the storm waking me up. I couldn¡¯t find you in our room,


    though. Where have you been?¡±


    There was a look of weariness on his face. He considered her face, caressed her cheek, and decided


    to leave the question hanging.


    ¡°Let¡¯s get back to our room first.¡±


    The abnormality in his reaction was not lost on Deirdre, whose heart sank a little.


    Nevertheless, she nodded and dropped her question. They returned to their room, and Kyran switched


    the heater on.


    ¡°Something came up on my side, so I had to go out to fix it.¡±


    ¡°God, that sounded very urgent. It¡¯s raining cats and dogs out there, but still, you had to go.¡± She bit her


    lips and tried again, even more gingerly.


    ¡± Does it¡­ have something to do with that middle-aged woman in the supermarket? You didn¡¯t know


    who she was, did you? You only said what you said to relieve me?¡±


    Kyran sank into silence. A whileter, even that was supnted by their increasingly frantic breaths.


    After their climax passed, he suddenly said slowly, ¡°I¡¯m sorry.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s heart skipped a beat. ¡°Why are you apologizing, Kyran? No matter what happens, it¡¯s never


    your fault.¡±


    He gazed into her crystal-clear eyes and took in the full spread of her unwavering, unconditional trust. It


    was so innocent it tore open a hole in his heart. Fingertips quivering, he could not even say anything


    and instead chose to pull her into his arms.


    Deirdre let herself be wrapped in his warmth despite her puzzlement. As he nuzzled between her neck


    and shoulder, she could sense a kind of feeble tiredness even despite his force.


    She raised her hand and gently set it on his back. She gingerly pped it and said, ¡°I¡¯m not a fragile


    flower in need of protection, Kyran. I¡¯m not delicate. You can tell me all kinds of things, no matter how


    many of them. I¡¯m your lover and soon, your wife. We¡¯re going to spend the rest of our lives together till


    the end, remember? So, you don¡¯t have to shoulder the world alone. You shouldn¡¯t.¡±

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    Chapter 676 Always Home Late


    "Naturally, I''ll respect your eventual decision too."


    Kyran allowed the woman''s scent to calm him down.


    When he felt like he had finally gained a semnce of control, he studied the hazy, silvery moonlight


    from outside, illuminating each strand of her hair, and ran his fingers through them.


    "It¡¯s not as grave as you''ve imagined, but it¡¯s...It¡¯s not good for you.Those people are after me and me


    alone, yet you get dragged into my problems.I¡¯m sorry.I¡¯m a sorry excuse of aman¡ª"


    Deirdre sped her hand over his lips.She shook her head, her expression sincere.


    "Please, don¡¯t ever say something like that to me, Kyran.I know how good you are, better than anyone


    else in the world.If you¡¯ve somehow brought harm to me, then God knows how much trouble I must


    have brought you! But here''s the thing...I never feel bad for any of it, so you shouldn¡¯t be."


    Kyran¡¯s eyes seemed to be trembling.


    In the end, he nodded.He lowered his head and began searching for her lips.


    Deirdre was flustered.


    "Wait! You haven''t told me who those people are and why they are...after...you..."


    Kyran could see her rouge blush in full and felt his throat burning with desire.


    It was more than lust, though¡ªthis was the prime distraction for the conversation to move beyond.He


    buried his head into the woman¡¯s breasts, his words muffled and a little unintelligible.


    "I''ll solve this myself, so you don¡¯t worry about it, okay? Take care of yourself and...continue to believe


    in me."


    Since then, Kyran began to work long hours.He almost only came back during the wee hours.


    Deirdre would always wait for him with the lights on, and he would always tell her not to.


    "Don¡¯t wait for me, okay? Go to sleep early.Whenever I start bing busy, it could take me all the


    way till the next morning toe back, and I¡¯m adamant that you don¡¯t burn the midnight oil the way I


    do."


    "No, it¡¯s not a problem.I¡¯m used to having the lights on.Besides, it''s not like I can see that much


    anyway.I''ll fall asleep whenever I¡¯m tired enough."


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    Kyran could only look at her with a pained expression, but he had nothing to say after all.


    As the day for Charlene¡¯s court trial drew near, Kyran came hometer andter.


    There was a day when he did note home at all.


    In the past, Kyran would call and tell her in advance about it, but Deirdre could not get to him when she


    tried his number.


    Panic began to seize her, so she frantically called Den.


    Half a minuteter, the call connected.


    She wasted no time asking, "Mr.King! Do you know where Kyran is? It¡¯s going to be morning soon, and


    he¡¯s still not here.I can¡¯t reach him through his phone, and I''m just so...So...!"


    "He¡¯s with me, Miss McKinnon,"


    Den replied reassuringly.


    "Don¡¯t worry.He¡¯s right here with me."


    "With you?"


    Deirdre was startled.


    "Working at your ce?¡¯


    "No.He¡¯s drunk out of his wits,"Den answered helplessly.


    "I told him I¡¯ll drive him home, but the man said, ¡®No! What if I woke her up by ident? What if I


    scared her for looking so damn hammered?¡¯ Thus, I let him rest in my guest room.


    "you don¡¯t have to be worried.If he¡¯s with me, he¡¯s definitely safe and unharmed.Once he has woken


    and sobered up, I¡¯ll drive him home."


    Deirdre would not wait until he was sober.


    Just the idea that Kyran could be this hammered made her think of how ufortable and sick he


    must feel¡ªand that only intensified her anxiety.


    "Mr.King, where¡¯s your vi? Can you send me the address? I¡¯ll hail a ride."


    "You''reing? I mean, I don¡¯t think it¡¯s a good idea.You haven¡¯t had a good sleep, right?" Den


    said, just a little cautiously.


    "If Kyran learns you came to see him despite having not slept a wink the whole night, he is not going to


    be terribly happy.But then again ? Heughed knowingly.


    "Nothing I say is going to make any difference to you, is it? You''re not going to change your mind just


    because Silver Tongue Den tried.You¡¯re stilling, aren¡¯t you?"


    Deirdre bit her lips, but his words relieved some of her worries.


    "Well, then.Please tell me your house address."

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    Chapter 677


    Chapter 677 It¡¯s Like He¡¯s Changed


    "The sky isn¡¯t bright yet, so I¡¯m not going to bet on any cabs.Besides, letting a youngdy take a cab


    alone at this time is dangerous, so I''ll just have Fionn drive you.He¡¯s with me, after all."


    Deirdre appreciated it immensely.


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    "Thank you."


    "Don¡¯t be, Miss McKinnon.I¡¯m doing this not just because you¡¯re my friend¡¯s girl but because I admire


    you for your character and charm.I think we¡¯re more than just someone who knows each other because


    of Kyran, right? We are friends, period.So we help each other out and skip saying thanks all the


    time.It¡¯s what friends do," he replied,ughing.


    Deirdre felt warmth in her heart.What he said relieved her from feeling like a burden and allowed her


    the peace of mind to ept his help.


    "If you say so, Den.I¡¯ll take full advantage, then!"


    "Ha! Now that¡¯s the spirit!"


    Den joked.


    "Fionn''s on his way.It should take him about half an hour.Just wait for him."


    Deirdre immediately changed into her casual wear and gathered fresh clothing for Kyran.


    She was worried that the man would be so sick that he vomited all over himself and had no new


    clothes to change into.


    About half an hourter, Fionn knocked on her door.She opened it, greeted him, and still felt a tinge of


    guilt.


    "I¡¯m so sorry, Mr.Fox.You have to drive in the dead of night to escort me like this."


    The young man was surprised.


    "No, Miss McKinnon.There really isn¡¯t anything to be sorry about! Mr.King and I have both decided to


    forego sleep for tonight, so driving you there neatly slots into the agenda."


    She nodded and got into his car.


    "The business in Alnwick...It must be pretty hectic, huh?"


    Fionn obviously paused for a few seconds.


    "It¡¯s...manageable.It''s not a whole pile of work, but someone has to supervise the construction and be


    there on-site.A lot of its minor things are being settled, though."


    Deirdre thinned her lips.


    "Has Kyran been...busy with you guys too?"


    Fionn had expected her to ask something like this, so he supplied her with a non-answer, "You¡¯re not


    wrong."


    "Why did he have to drink? Was it a social event rted to work?"


    He shed her a smile.


    "I wouldn¡¯t know about that since I just returned from Alnwick when Mr.Reed was already drunk Still, I


    don¡¯t think you need to fret too much about it, Miss McKinnon.Mr.Reed is a grown-up who knows what


    he¡¯s doing, so I bet he has some good reasons to drink too.Once he sobers up and wakes, you can ask


    him."


    Deirdre could read between the lines, so she let the questions drop.Her fingers tightened around


    Kyran¡¯s fresh new clothes.She got out of the car as soon as it stopped.


    Fionn led her to the guest room''s door just in time when Den came out of it.


    He quickly noticed the eyebags under her eyes and chuckled in helpless amusement, "Oh God, you


    came with eyebags like that, Miss McKinnon? Kyran¡¯s going to kill me for bringing you here without


    giving you the time for a proper rest!"


    Deirdre smiled.


    "Well, I¡¯ll just tell him I came of my own volition.I couldn¡¯t sleep while I was at home, anyway.How¡¯s he


    doing?"


    Den cast an aside nce at the man on the bed, who had covered half his face with one hand.


    His skin was ruddy from his indulgence, and judging from the man¡¯s furrowed eyebrows, Kyran


    obviously did not enjoy his current state at all.


    "Drank hard enough to turn off his brain.Pretty unconscious," he concluded and stepped aside for


    Deirdre to enter.


    She felt her way to the bed and tried to look through the perpetual fog that hung over her eyes.She felt


    her chest tightening before her heart sank as though a boulder was tied to it.She breathed a little


    harder.


    Why had he drunk himself into such a stupor? The Kyran she knew had always been disciplined,


    sensible, and rational.


    He rarely had moments when he lost himself to abandon, let alone trouble anyone else with his own


    lack of control.But he just had not been like himself today, had he?

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    Chapter 678


    Chapter 678 Charlene, Released Without


    Charge Deirdre listened to Kyran panting under his breath andced her fingers with his tofort


    him.


    Casting her eyes to the floor, she asked, "Mr.King, do you know why he drank that much?"


    Den stiffened for a second and shed her a smile.


    "I could answer you on other days, but this time, believe me...I have not the slightest clue.Maybe it was


    work.Maybe he had a bad day.I actually thought you would know better since you''re his significant


    other."Deirdre was hard-pressed for a reply because he was right.She was Kyran¡¯s closest partner¡ª


    she should have been his confidante.


    Yet, Kyran seemed to be hiding things from her.


    Even if she knew it was for her good or for her sake, it pained her to remember just how much Kyran


    stomached on his own.


    And now, after shouldering the burden alone for so long, this happened.


    Deirdre exhaled a long sigh and turned to Den.


    "It¡¯s gettingte, Mr.King.You should take some rest.I¡¯ll take care of him."


    He was already nearing fatigue¡ªshe could hear it leaking into his voice even as he joked.


    Den rubbed against his temple.


    "Well, then.I¡¯m not going to pass up that offer, that¡¯s for sure.I¡¯ll still be around, though.Just holler if


    you¡¯re tired and need to rest for a bit."


    "Will do."


    He walked out of the room as Deirdre released her grip.She drew a basin of hot water in the bathroom


    and requested a clean towel from Fionn.


    After that, she dipped the towel into the bath and began cleaning Kyran¡¯s arms and neck.


    She was meticulous and gingerly, her movement featherlight.


    She was careful not to wake Kyran up, but he still seemed rather agitated.


    Then, in a state of groggy delirium, he suddenly locked his fingers with Deirdre¡¯s.


    "Dee..."


    Deirdre leaned close to him as soon as she heard him.


    "I¡¯m here.Kyran."


    "Deel ¡° He seemed oblivious to her answer and doggedly repeated her name, cluing the young woman


    that he had not woken up yet.


    He was just sleeptalking through what was likely an unpleasant dream.


    Nheless, Deirdre chose to answer him.


    "I¡¯m here."


    "Dee...I''m so sorry."


    When Deirdre was up, she realized it was morning already.


    Opening her eyes, she realized she was already lying on the bed and changed intofortable


    sleepwear.


    "Kyran? Are you there?" she asked.


    No one answered.


    She could not help but feel dismayed at the silence.


    Still, she steeled herself and climbed out of bed.


    She opened the door and met Kyran face-to-face, who threw his arms around her before pulling her


    tightly into his chest.


    "You''re up already? If you¡¯re still tired, you should go back to bed!"


    "Kyran!" she cried out instead, tightening her arms around him and gripping a fistful of his shirt with all


    her might.


    The young man in question gingerly ran his fingers through her hair.


    "I¡¯m sorry for worrying you," he replied, his voice raspy.


    She shook her head and allowed herself to calm down.


    "Are you having a hangover? You must feel like cr*p even more than I do!"


    Kyran chuckled.


    "That¡¯s a twist.I thought you¡¯d ask me what happened first thing in the morning."


    "I know you¡¯ve got your reasons, so I''ll wait," Deirdre replied after a brief moment of silence.


    "Because I know you¡¯ll tell me when you¡¯re ready."


    Shock flitted through Kyran¡¯s eyes¡ªher unreserved faith in him waspletely unexpected.


    Fingers trembling, he pulled her back into his arms and breathed hard.


    "I''ll tell you.I¡¯ll tell you everything, all of it, when things...When things are finally settled down.I promise."


    Deirdre had assumed she would have found out about things from Kyran, but it turned out she had


    forgotten about other means to know.


    The world-flipping news broke to her after all.


    "What the h*ll did you just say!?"


    "Miss McKinnon, please calm down.We can¡¯t continue this conversation like this, ma¡¯am."


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    Deirdre''s eyes were trembling.


    The police were telling her to calm down but...


    How was she supposed to calm down!? Especially when Charlene was released without charge one


    day before her trial!

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    Chapter 679


    Chapter 679 Maeve Changed Her Tune


    "But she¡¯s the mastermind behind my abduction! She¡¯s a murderer and a criminal suspect! Why did you


    people let her go!?"


    Deirdre clenched her fists tightly and felt a dizzy spell oveing her.She had hoped that everything


    was finallying to an end! The police officers exchanged nces.


    "We''ve found no evidence of a crime after investigating Charli McKinsey."


    "No, that¡¯s impossible!"


    Deirdre shouted hotly.


    "I heard her voice! She was talking to me! We talked! She abducted me!"


    "Miss McKinnon, your sight ispromised.We can¡¯t just say who did it based on what you, and you


    alone, heard."


    "But Maeve O¡¯ Keefe was a witness too! She can corroborate with my testimony and prove that Charli


    is not innocent!"


    "And this is what we¡¯re here to inform you, Miss McKinnon.Maeve O¡¯Keefe came to the police


    yesterday and admitted to fabricating her ount.She had admitted to harboring some hatred toward


    Charli McKinsey and so created wrongful usations against thetter.She was duly punished for her


    misdemeanor and was only released this morning."


    Deirdre felt a deafening buzz in her brain.It knocked her off her feet, and she fell on her back.


    How did this happen? How could Maeve change her tune just like that? Why!? Glenna, who had


    apanied her, was frowning in sheer concern.


    "Dee, hey! Are you okay?"


    Deirdre tried her best to maintainposure and shook her head.


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    Shock and rage animated her shout, "I must see her! I need to talk to Maeve now! Where does she


    live!?"


    "Our apologies, Miss McKinnon, but since Mrs.O¡¯Keefe¡¯s charged with nder, and you¡¯re the one who


    will benefit the most from her fabrication, we need to practice caution and iste the two of you.We


    can¡¯t give you her address."


    Deirdre mbered out of the police station, her mind as staggered as her footsteps.She breathed as


    hard as she could but found the air so frigid and hostile that it stung her lungs and bones.


    Things had changed beyond recognition¡ªand over such a drastic, unnatural length of time! It was as if


    someone was behind it, and if there was something she had to know, it was the truth! "Glenna!"


    "I¡¯m here!" the young woman answered immediately as she studied Deirdre with frantic concern.


    "Lend me your phone for a call, please?"


    Maeve must have cklisted her number by this point, right? Besides, even if she did not, Deirdre


    doubted the older woman would answer her number.


    "Right! H-Here you go!"


    Glenna handed her phone over to Deirdre before a thought hit her.


    "Ah, damn! My brain¡¯s all fried...Mine is a touchscreen smartphone, so you can¡¯t type the number


    yourself! Let me do it for you."


    Deirdre recited the number from memory, and Glenna called it.


    A few momentster, the call connected.


    Maeve¡¯s voice was fraught with weariness.


    "Hello.Who''s this?"


    Deirdre took a deep breath.


    "It¡¯s me, Mrs.O''Keefe."


    A telling silence weighed on her from the other end.


    "I know you¡¯d rather not hear my voice now, but don¡¯t hang up just yet.I promise I¡¯m not trying to force


    you into doing anything."


    Deirdre continued.


    "I just want to know why.Why would you rather be used of nder instead of just...telling the truth?"


    The silence persisted for some time before Maeve exhaled a breath.


    "God, Miss McKinnon...I¡¯m not in a position to tell you anything you''d like to hear.The only thing I can


    tell you is this.I have had very little choice in this.So, please, don¡¯t call me again.Move on."


    She did not wait for Deirdre before hanging up the call.


    Then, when Glenna tried to call her again, she found her number cklisted as well.


    Irritated, the young woman snarled, "What the h*ll!!? Can''t she at least put in some actual exnation


    before ghosting us like that!? Urgh! Talk about weaponizing the cklist function!"


    Deirdre thinned her lips as she mulled over Maeve¡¯s answer.


    Thetter imed she had little choice, did she not? But why? Who forced her hand? Charlene had lost


    the support of her backer, right? While Glenna was still ranting, Deirdre calmly cut her short.


    "Glenna? I need your help."

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    Chapter 680 An Alternative Exnation


    "I¡¯m all ears, sister! Just say the word!"


    Deirdre leveled a grateful gaze at her.


    "I need you to investigate something."


    "This is it.The address points to this unit,"


    Glenna said as she checked the note in her hand,paring it to the card reading ¡® 604¡¯ on its door.


    "Should we knock?"


    Deirdre nodded.


    "Let¡¯s go."


    Glenna knocked.


    A whileter, they heard footsteps and a woman¡¯s answer.


    "Coming!"


    The door was pulled open the next second.


    Maeve was still remarking to herself, "I didn¡¯t expect you to be home so soon! Is it the semester br¡ª"


    She faltered.


    Even without consulting her sight, Deirdre could tell that Maeve must look startled and taken aback


    Maintaining herposure, Deirdre asked, "Can wee in?"


    Maeve stepped aside.


    Deirdre strode inside.


    Her foggy sight managed to make out a crowded, small interior, hinting at her the older woman¡¯s


    lackluster economic status.


    She had not received a lot of moneytely, then.


    Or...she had, but it was so recent she had not had the time to rent a bigger,fier room with it.


    Maeve seemed to have expected them and was even relieved to have her intuition confirmed.


    "Want something to drink? I¡¯ve got only water."


    "No need."


    Deirdre turned her attention back to the older woman.She was not there to drink and had no mood for


    pointless detours.


    "I think me being here makes it clear that we should just go straight to the point, so let me cut to the


    chase.How much money did Charlene give you?"


    "Money?"


    Maeve echoed before chuckling mirthlessly to herself.


    "I guess that does sound like something I''d do."


    Deirdre could hear self-deprecation in her reply and felt a sting in her chest.


    She closed her eyes.


    At this point, there was no point in a race to gain sympathy.


    "Okay, so what did she threaten you with?"


    Maeve sank into momentary silence.


    "She...didn''t."


    Deirdre was startled.


    "Miss McKinnon, regardless of what you think, I¡¯ve never met Charlene or talked to her on any of the


    days leading up to her trial.She wasn¡¯t the one who convinced me."


    Deirdre¡¯s eyes trembled.


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    "Then why!?" she snarled.


    "You promised me! It was the only way to get her punished for her crime! If you never wanted to help,


    then just don¡¯t be present on the day of the trial! Why did you have to go to the police and say it was all


    just ¡® nder¡¯!?"


    Glenna held Deirdre''s quivering fingers.


    "Dee..."


    Deirdre tried her best to calm down.


    "I¡¯ve been waiting for tomorrow.


    Waiting to hear her get her just dessert.


    I¡¯ve been waiting for more than just a few months! I¡¯ve been waiting for three godd*mn years! This is


    what she duly deserves from the moment she made me go to prison in her stead! She belongs to


    prison! But now...all of my patience and hopes have gone to nothing! You lied about fabricating your


    side of the story, and that stupid lie is all it took topletely free her from the punishment she


    deserved for years! "So why!? Why did you even agree to help me? Why did you give me hope! ?"


    Maeve¡¯s eyes reddened.


    "I really wanted to help you, dear..."


    Deirdre felt the onset of despair.She had to pick the cruelest of all the things she could have said.


    "So, you stabbed me in the back and twisted the knife!? If I didn¡¯t visit the police station for an update, I


    would have still been fooled! Is this it? This is how you want to help me!?"


    Maeve felt a lump in her throat.


    She sobbed.


    Deirdre cast her eyes down.


    "Why? I need a reason! Why did you do this to me?"


    "Miss McKinnon, maybe you...You should consider an alternative exnation."


    Maeve wiped the tears away from her face.


    "Someone else had bailed her before I went to the police station.A figure of power, status, and


    influence that I don¡¯t think...I don¡¯t think I need to say more."

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    Chapter 681


    Chapter 681 His Lies


    It felt as if thunder had erupted in her head.


    Deirdre¡¯s eyes widened, and they slowly turned red.She felt like an invisible de was stabbing her


    and her soul was being stripped away.She gasped heavily and grabbed Maeve¡¯s hand.


    "what did you say!?"


    "Deirdre!"


    Glenna shouted as she hugged Deirdre nervously.She had never seen Deirdre lose herposure


    before.


    "We''re in a residential area right now.You need to calm down."


    It was only then Deirdre came around to her senses.


    However, her lips were still trembling as she mumbled, "What did you say?"


    Maeve looked at her inpassion and said helplessly, "It¡¯s gettingte.My daughter ising back


    from school..."


    Deirdre walked out of the residential area in an animatronic stiffness.She felt as if she was not in


    command of her own body.Her brain was repeating the things that Maeve had said, and she realized


    how ridiculous she was.


    She could not believe that she was so naive as to think that Maeve was the only reason Charlene had


    been acquitted.


    There was no way Charlene could be absolved of her crime with Maeve''s testimony alone.


    Therefore, it could only be that man.


    A surge of pain burst out in her chest, and she had a strong urge to vomit whenever she thought of


    Brendan.


    She just wanted to rush up to the man and punch him for not keeping his word.He was the one who


    had said Charlene had to pay the price for all the things she had done.


    However, in the end, he was also the one who got her out of jail.


    It was only now she saw the light as to why he had agreed to get a divorce.


    It turned out that he was in a rush to get Charlene out of jail.


    As for her, she was just a tool for Brendan to kill his boredom.He imed he loved her, but it was


    nothing but a lie.


    "Deirdre? Are you alright? What happened?"


    Glenna asked worriedly as she looked at Deirdre and wondered why she was so agitated.


    "you can let me know if something happened.We can work out a solution together."


    Solution? There was no solution whenever it was rted to that man.


    She was filled with grievances, but there was nothing she could do other than swallow all the bitterness


    into the bottom of her stomach pit.


    Deirdre clenched her fists tightly.She did not want Glenna to worry about her, so she willed herself to


    calm down and forced a smile on her face.


    "I¡¯m fine.I was just thinking about something."


    "Really?" Glenna asked doubtfully.


    Deirdre nodded.


    "Let¡¯s get back to the car.I want to go back and get some rest."


    Glenna did not press on the matter since it seemed to her that Deirdre did not want to talk about it.


    After helping Deirdre get into the car, she started the engine.


    None of them talked to each other throughout the entire journey, unlike the happy and joyful


    atmosphere when they came here this morning.


    After Glenna stopped in front of the mansion, Deirdre got out of the car.She looked at her and said,


    "Deirdre, things are different now.You have me, Mr.King, and Mr.Reed.You¡¯re no longer alone, so you


    don¡¯t have to keep everything to yourself.You can share your problems with us, and we¡¯ll try to help."


    Tears were forming in Deirdre¡¯s eyes, but she forced the tears back.She nodded with a smile and


    replied, "Thank you, but I¡¯m fine.I just need a little time to calm myself down.Don¡¯t worry.I won¡¯t do


    anything stupid.I just need to get some rest, and I¡¯ll be fine."


    "Okay, then," replied Glenna.


    Deirdre went into the mansion alone and closed the door.She did not cry and just leaned on the door


    for a long time.


    Suddenly, she remembered something and rummaged through her purse.She was so emotionally


    distracted that she couldn''t hold the phone steady.


    It fell straight to the floor, and she hurriedly knelt to get it.


    When she got her phone, she bit her lips tightly and called someone.


    "You''re right," Hannah replied as she lowered her eyes.


    "You must be tired.Get some rest, and we''ll go home around next week,"


    Heather spoke slowly while drinking the soup.Her body felt so terrible recently that she was even


    frequently vomiting blood.


    Although vomiting blood was nothing new to her, something was wrong if it was too frequent.


    That meant she could not stay here for long.


    Heather needed to ponder the situation, read the secret handbook, and figure out what was wrong with


    her.


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    When Hannah returned to her room, she removed the ne from her cor.


    That ne was a birthday gift from her parents.


    It was one of their parents¡¯ gifts to her, but Heather did not care for it.


    Fortunately, Heather was particrly generous and "rewarded" this item to Hannah.


    Hannah never had any jewelry of her own, and even if Heather gave one to her, it was because she did


    not like it.


    Hannah was happy and wore it close to her for years.


    The ce in Lucens Apartments was a small house Hannah bought in Kingnd¡¯s suburbs.


    When she first arrived in Kingnd, Heather was not so strict.


    Hannah still showed up as her sister when Heather''s schedule did not permit it or Heather simply did


    not feel like attending.


    However, Hannah eventually had her own thoughts and started nning for her future.


    At the time, Hannah did not think much about it.


    She felt she should have a house, regardless of its size.


    She did not want to stay washed his face in the toilet, andid down on the bed, soon falling into a


    deep slumber.


    In the dream, Alexander mocked him while other rtives made fun of him.


    Even his friends he used to hang out with had turned against him and badmouthed him.


    Ralph wanted to scream but could not because he was surrounded by thick mist.


    Just as he panicked and became sweaty, he suddenly saw his mother.


    "Mom, tell them that you gave birth to me, and I¡¯mason of the Russell family! How could I not be? I truly


    am! Alex must be the one who faked the DNA report, right? Well, tell them!"


    He said it desperately and dropped to his knees to embrace her legs.


    Margaret bent over slightly and looked at him with a slight smile.


    Reaching out her hand, she caressed his face, her gaze ever so gentle.


    However, the next second, her gaze turned into a cruel re as she pped his face and gave him a


    hard kick.


    "Go away! You¡¯re not my real son, you b*stard!"


    "No, no, no! I¡¯m not! I¡¯m not!"


    He screamed desperately and jerked awake.He opened his eyes and saw a bright light enveloping his


    vision.He caught his breath heavily, not sure if he was still dreaming.


    All sweaty and wet, he thought the nightmare was too real, so much so that he could hardly breathe.


    "You''re awake."


    A gentle female voice startled him.


    He looked over his head and saw "Heather" sitting on the edge of the bed, gazing quietly at him.


    "are you all right? Did you have a nightmare?"


    She reached out her hand as if to touch his face.


    Shocked, Ralph backed off in reflex, not wanting her to touch him.


    Seeing his reaction, "Heather¡¯s" gaze twinkled with sympathy, and she put down her hand.


    "Don¡¯t be afraid.I¡¯m not going to hurt you.I just wanted to see if you¡¯re okay."


    "I¡¯m fine."


    He shook his head and let out a sigh as he collected himself.He looked exhausted with his head


    propped on a hand.


    "I¡¯m fine."

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    Chapter 682


    Chapter 682 Kyran, I Hate Him!


    Soon, the call was connected, and a voice wafted from the other side of the line. It was Sam. It was


    pretty noisy on his side, so he found a quieter corner and asked, ¡°Who¡¯s on the line?¡±


    Deirdre pinched her thigh tightly. After calming herself down, she said,¡± Sam, it¡¯s me.¡±


    Sam fell silent for a long while when he heard Deirdre¡¯s voice. ¡°Miss McKinnon?¡±


    He was both surprised and confused. He did not know why Deirdre would suddenly call him.


    ¡°What¡­ What can I do for you?¡±


    If it were normal times, Deirdre would be teasing him, but her mind was full of Charlene¡¯s acquittal right


    now. She felt like an invisible hand had clutched at her heart, and she could barely breathe. She took a


    deep breath, and her eyes turned red as she asked,


    ¡°Where is Brendan?¡±


    ¡°Mr. Brighthall?¡± Sam was stunned for a moment. ¡°He¡¯s inside.¡±


    Deirdre covered her face and continued in a stern voice. ¡°Get him on the phone.¡±


    ¡°What?¡± Sam hesitated. ¡°Miss McKinnon, I-¡±


    ¡°Please get him on the phone, Sam. I beg you,¡± Deirdre growled deeply. She could barely contain her


    emotions now. ¡°I don¡¯t know what I did wrong, but I need to know why he has to do this to me.¡±


    Sam fell silent again. After a while, he said, ¡°I¡¯m sorry, Miss McKinnon. Mr. Brighthall has given us an


    order. All of us, including me, are forbidden from talking to you. I¡¯m already breaking the rules by taking


    your call in private, so I can¡¯t go up to him and ask him to take your call.¡±


    A chill rushed down her spine, but her face was bereft of emotions. Aftering to her senses, she


    wiped her face and said, ¡°I¡¯m sorry for not thinking about your situation. I apologize for bothering you.¡±


    ¡°Please don¡¯t say that, Miss McKinnon.¡± Sam felt embarrassed. He did not want to make Deirdre feel


    bad, but he had no other choice since he was not in the right position to say anything. As such, he bit


    the bullet and said,¡± Miss McKinnon, since it¡¯s something that can¡¯t be changed anymore, why don¡¯t


    you learn to ept it?¡±


    ¡®Thank you,¡± replied Deirdre. She hung up the call, and her phone slipped past her fingers and fell to


    the floor.


    ¡®Learn to ept it?¡¯


    She knew Sam was saying no one could stop Brendan if he wanted to save Charlene. Rather than


    clinging to the matter, she should let it go and start a new life. It seemed to her that this was her only


    option. However, everything that happened in the past-the scene where Brendan had firmly told her he


    would make Charlene pay the price for everything she had done, the scene where he had saved her


    from the pool, and the scene where he had gotten down to his knees to beg Cillian for letting her go-


    was ying in her head.


    Everything seemed to be changing for the better. She had assumed Brendan was changing, but reality


    gave her a big p on her face.


    It was only now she realized how stupid and naive she was. Everything was fake, and Brendan was


    just toying with her.


    Perhaps he wasughing at her for her pretentiousness and that he finally could get rid of her to be


    with Charlene when she was crying.


    Deirdre¡¯s breathing was ragged. She curled up on her knees as she could not contain the pain


    anymore.


    Even though she was prepared for it, still¡­


    The door was unlocked with a click.


    Deirdre turned her head around. It was Kyran. Just when she was about to stand up,


    Kyran took a step forward and grabbed her into his arms. He did not ask anything. It seemed like he


    knew what had happened.


    Tears began to stream down her cheeks profusely.


    ¡°I hate him¡­ Kyran, I hate him!¡±


    Kyran tightened his arms around her silently.


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    Chapter 683


    Chapter 683 Take Me Away


    This was something that Deirdre had expected. After all, Brendan was a heartless man who could push


    his wife, whom he had married for two years, into the abyss without batting an eyelid.


    ¡°Charlene has been released from jail without charge. It¡¯s Brendan who saved her. He promised that he


    would bring Charlene to justice, and after getting bored of ying with me, he went back on his word


    and took Charlene out.¡±


    Kyran clenched his hand on her back slightly and replied, ¡°I know.¡±


    ¡®You know?¡± Deirdre suddenly raised her head and looked at Kyran when she heard what he said.


    Her eyes seemed to have be clearer after being washed by her tears.She looked at Kyran fixedly


    and pressed on. ¡°How do you know?¡±


    A hint of nervousness crossed Kyran¡¯s eyes. Before he could say anything, Deirdre¡¯s eyes widened in


    shock.


    ¡®That day¡­ was Brendan?¡± Deirdre asked as she grabbed his shirt, her voice thick with agitation. ¡®That


    middle-aged woman and everything that happened recently¡­ It¡¯s Brendan, right? It¡¯s him, isn¡¯t it?¡±


    Kyran looked at Deirdre¡¯s face and parted his lips open. After a short while, he closed his eyes and


    said, ¡®Yes, it¡¯s him.¡±


    Despair instantly filled Deirdre whole when she heard Kyran¡¯s answer.


    She finally understood why Kyran would behave like that. After all, if it was Brendan, there was no way


    Kyran could fight back since he was powerless in a foreignnd.


    ¡°So why did you apologize to me? I should be the one to apologize. If it weren¡¯t for me¡­ If I hadn¡¯t


    messed with that monster, none of this would have happened!¡± Deirdre shouted hysterically.


    She had been under the impression everything woulde to an end after getting a divorce from


    Brendan. Little did she expect that she was just giving Brendan chances to harm her repeatedly.


    ¡°Kyran, I hate him. Why must Ie across Brendan? I loved him. I chose to trust him. That¡¯s why this


    happened to me-¡±


    In the next second, Kyran pressed his lips on hers as if trying his best to stop her from breaking down


    and stopping her from saying anything else.


    His lips were trembling.


    Deirdre curled herself up as tears began streaming out of her eyes. ¡°Take me away from here, Kyran¡­


    Please, I beg you¡­¡±


    She swore to herself that from today onward, she would kick Brendan out of her life.


    ¡®What!? You¡¯re going to Germia next month? Why is it so sudden?¡± Glenna sat on the bed as she


    looked at Deirdre, who was packing her stuff. She did not want to part with Deirdre.


    ¡®We didn¡¯t decide it on the spot. If it weren¡¯t for Charlene, we would¡¯ve departed to Germia this month.¡±


    Deirdre chuckled. As she folded her shirt, she continued. ¡°Since the matter has already ended, we


    have no reason to stay here anymore.¡±


    ¡°But¡­¡± Glenna threw herself on the bed. ¡°What about me? What if I miss you?¡±


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    Deirdre froze when she heard what Glenna said.


    That¡¯s right. What about Glenna? Even though they had known each other for less than a month, she


    felt they had known each other for a long time. If she went to Germia, it would be difficult to meet her


    again.


    However, if she did not go to Germia¡­


    A pang shot through Deirdre¡¯s chest as that man¡¯s figure surfaced in her mind. She lowered her head


    to unscrew her furrowed brows and said, ¡°It¡¯s not like I¡¯m noting back anymore. What if your


    company sends you on a business trip to Germia? Wouldn¡¯t we be able to see each other again at that


    time? I promise I¡¯lle to see you first if I return for the holidays.¡±


    ¡®You promise?¡±


    ¡°I promise.¡±


    Glenna chuckled. She knew that they would be seeing each other very soon.


    She looked around the room. In the past, Kyran would have shown up by now. It seemed to her that he


    did not want them to be alone, or he was afraid she would say something to Deirdre.

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    Chapter 684


    Chapter 684 The Wife Who Prioritizes Her Husband


    ¡°By the way, where is Kyran? Is he not home today?¡± ¡®Yeah,¡± replied Deirdre. ¡°He went back to Alnwick


    today. After all, the resort project belongs to him and Mr. King. He can¡¯t let Mr. King handle everything


    by himself, so he decided to get everything done before returning to Germia.¡±


    ¡®That¡¯s great!¡±


    ¡®That¡¯s great?¡± Deirdre was stunned. Glenna grabbed her hand and said excitedly, ¡°Since he¡¯s not


    home now, we can go out and have some fun!¡±


    ¡°What do you want to do then?¡±


    Glenna lifted her fingers and started counting. ¡°There is a lot I want to do. We can watch a movie or go


    to the amusement park. We can even go to an inte cafe, or a bar, or participate in a music festival!


    There are a lot of things we can do together! Oh yeah, my colleague told me that there is a new


    restaurant in town. All of their dishes are delicious, and the chefes from Italin. I heard that he¡¯s


    very young and handsome!¡±


    ¡°It sounds like thest sentence is your main point.¡± Deirdre chuckled. ¡°I thought you were going to


    invite me to some new and exciting activity, but you were just asking me to go for something like a


    movie. Even if Kyran is around, we can still go out and have fun.¡±


    ¡°Oh, please,¡± Glenna said as she pouted. ¡°Everyone knows that Kyran is your priority. Once he hugs


    you and says something nice, you¡¯ll do everything he tells you to do.


    That¡¯s not good, do you know that?¡±


    ¡°Really? I think it¡¯s pretty good for me to put the man I love first,¡± Deirdre replied matter of-factly.


    ¡°Jeez, stop it. I¡¯m having goosebumps all over.¡±


    Deirdreughed. ¡®You¡¯ll understand it when you find the man you¡¯re in love with. No woman in this


    world can resist it when a man acts like a kid and begs you to stay.¡±


    ¡°Alright, alright,¡± Glenna said as she felt a chill down her spine. She just could not imagine it when


    Kyran acted like a kid in front of Deirdre with his face. Deirdre looked at her with a grin on her face and


    said, ¡°What if it¡¯s Mr. King who does that to you?¡±


    Glenna was stunned for a moment. Her voice became low as she replied,¡± Why did you suddenly bring


    him up?¡±


    ¡®You guys haven¡¯t reconciled yet?¡±


    Glenna refused to answer the question. She changed to another topic and said, ¡®You should change


    your clothes first since it¡¯s gettingte. After having fun, we¡¯re going to the restaurant for dinner. Let me


    tell you, that restaurant is popr. I won¡¯t forgive you if we miss this opportunity to taste it.¡±


    Since Glenna was so excited, Deirdre did not want to spoil the fun and went to change her clothes. She


    should go out and have a walk. After all, she would start imagining things and having nightmares if she


    kept herself at home.


    Every time she woke up from her nightmares, Kyran had to hug her for a long while before she could


    finally calm down.


    Glenna was afraid that the two of them might not be able to have enough fun, so she asked two of her


    friends to meet up with them in the amusement park.


    Since Glenna had told Deirdre that two of her friends were joining them, she smiled and nodded at


    them when they arrived.


    ¡°Oh my! What do you mean by this, Glenna? I can forgive you for making yourself so pretty, but how


    could you not tell me that a gorgeous woman would join us? I would have put on more makeup if I had


    known it earlier. Now all of the hot hunks are going to ignore me,¡± Elyne ranted in an exaggerated


    manner.


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    ¡°No, they¡¯re not going to ignore you. After all, you¡¯re just like the moon among the stars, and you¡¯re the


    most beautiful woman in this world,¡± Glenna said, smiling gleefully. Elyne harrumphed and replied,


    ¡°Hmph! Seeing how honest you are, I¡¯m going to forgive you this time.¡±


    After that, she stretched her arm at Deirdre and said, ¡°Hi, pretty. I¡¯m Elyne Lowe. You can just call me


    Eli.¡±


    It seemed to Deirdre that the woman was extending her hand at her, so she also stretched her hand


    forward. However, it took her a few attempts before she grabbed Elyne¡¯s hand.

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    Chapter 685


    Chapter 685 A Familiar Woman¡¯s Voice


    ¡°Hi, I¡¯m Deirdre McKinnon.¡±


    Elyne was stunned for a moment, but she did not say anything. She chuckled and turned to look at


    Whn, who was standing next to her. When she realized that Whn was staring at Deirdre, she


    nudged him with her elbow and said, ¡°Stop looking at her like that. Hurry up and introduce yourself.¡±


    It was only then Whn snapped himself out of his trance. He scratched his head and said, ¡°Hi, Miss


    McKinnon. I¡¯m Whn McKinnon.¡±


    Elyne knew that Whn had a thing for Deirdre, so she decided to help him. She pretended to be


    surprised and eximed, ¡°Wow! Both of you have the same surname. What a coincidence!¡±


    ¡®That¡¯s nothing,¡± Glenna chimed in and said, ¡°All of us came from the same family a thousand years


    ago.¡±


    ¡°Do you have to be such a joy killer?¡± shouted Elyne.


    Deirdre was affected by the lively atmosphere and felt a lot better now.


    The three of them took great care of her when they arrived at the amusement park.


    However, most of the time, it was Whn who attended to her needs since Glenna and Elyne were


    having fun.


    Deirdre felt a bit embarrassed and said, ¡°It¡¯s okay. You can go and have fun with them. I can see a little


    bit, so I won¡¯t get lost. I¡¯ll feel very bad if you don¡¯t have enough fun because of me.¡±


    Whn was sweating profusely. However, it was not because it was hot. It was because he was feeling


    very nervous right now. He pitched his voice low and replied, ¡°It¡¯s okay. The reason they called me here


    is so they can have someone to help them carry their bags when they go shopping. I¡¯m just an errand


    boy. I know my own ce very well.¡±


    Deirdre was tickled pink by hisment andughed. Whn looked at her with some fascination and


    said after a few moments, ¡°Miss McKinnon ¡­ You look really beautiful when you smile.¡±


    Deirdre felt embarrassed to be praised by someone she had known for less than half a day. Just when


    she lowered her head, Elyne came over. There was a big smile on her face as she said, ¡°I wonder if we


    came back at a bad time. It seems like you guys are making a lot of progress. You even started to


    praise each other for your good looks.¡±


    ¡°Who are you talking about? Whn?¡± Glenna said as she peeled her eyes away from the w crane.


    She gave Whn a thumbs up and said, ¡°As expected of my friend. You have the same taste as me. I


    was amazed as well when I first saw Deirdre.¡±


    ¡°Stop that, Glenna¡­¡± said Deirdre.


    Glenna chuckled and said, ¡°You don¡¯t have to feel embarrassed about it.¡±


    Elyne patted her stomach and said, ¡°I¡¯m hungry. What are we going to have for dinner tonight?¡±


    Glenna¡¯s eyes glowed up. ¡°We¡¯re going to the new restaurant downstairs. There are four of us, so we


    can get a private room. Let¡¯s go.¡±


    ¡°Why didn¡¯t you tell me earlier? Let¡¯s go! Chop chop!¡±


    The sky had already be dark by the time they came out of the amusement park.


    Deirdre pulled her phone out of her pocket. From the light on the screen, she deduced that her phone


    hadn¡¯t been turned off. Since Kyran hadn¡¯t called her, it meant he hadn¡¯t returned home yet.


    She figured she should not disturb him since he was busy with his work. She went to the restaurant


    with the other three.


    ¡°How many of you are there?¡¯


    ¡°Four. Is there any private room avable on the second floor?¡±


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    The waiter checked for a moment and replied, ¡°Yes. We have one table avable now, but it still needs


    to be cleaned up. Can you wait for a moment here?¡±


    ¡®Where is it? Can we go upstairs and wait?¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s called the Begonia Room. It¡¯s at the innermost position on the right side of the second floor.¡±


    Glenna held Deirdre¡¯s hand, and they went upstairs. As they were chatting outside of the private room,


    the door to the private room next door opened up. Then, a woman¡¯s voice wafted into Deirdre¡¯s ears.


    ¡°Remember to order a bottle of red wine and add some more dishes. Just pick the expensive ones.¡±


    The person who opened the door replied respectfully before going down the stairs. Deirdre¡¯s blood


    turned cold, and she froze in horror.

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    Chapter 686


    Chapter 686 Brendan Is in That Private Room


    ¡°Deirdre? What¡¯s wrong? They¡¯ve finished cleaning the room. Let¡¯s go in,¡± said Glenna.


    Deirdre came back to her senses, but her pupils were slightly constricted.


    She would rather believe that her ears were ying a trick on her. After all, there were many people


    here, so there was a high chance that she might have misheard. Besides, there was also a possibility


    that she was being paranoid and sensitive.


    Other than these two reasons, she could not find any other excuses to exin why she would hear


    Charlene¡¯s voice here.


    ¡°Deirdre?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m sorry.¡± Deirdre forced herself to smile. She did not want to spoil their fun, so she said, ¡°I was


    thinking about something just now. Let¡¯s go in.¡±


    Glenna frowned worriedly and patted her shoulder, ¡°You¡¯re thinking about that thing again? It¡¯s all in the


    past. You should stop thinking about it.¡±


    ¡°Okay.¡±


    After that, Deirdre followed Glenna into the private room.


    Glenna was surprised by the decoration in the private room and eximed, ¡°New restaurants are really


    different. It seems to me that they¡¯ve put a lot of effort into the decoration. All of the decorations are


    inspired by Begonia. I heard that the room next door is called the Peach Blossom Room. Could it be


    that the entire room is designed with peach blossom-inspired decorations?¡±


    ¡°You didn¡¯t see it just now? I took a peek when someone opened the door to the private room next


    door. I saw that even the wallpapers are peach blossoms.¡±


    ¡°Wow, I¡¯m sure that must be very beautiful. If the food here is good, we shoulde again and get


    another private room next time.¡±


    While both of them chatted, Deirdre memorized the name of the private room next door.


    Just when she was thinking about how she should find out who was inside the private room, she


    suddenly came back to her senses in the next second.


    ¡®What am I doing? Didn¡¯t I already make up my mind? Didn¡¯t I already decide to move on? We¡¯ll be


    leaving this ce once Kyran finishes his work, so why¡­ Could it be that I still can¡¯t forget about


    Brendan? That¡¯s why I want to know if he¡¯s inside the private room or not?¡¯


    ¡°Deidre, is there anything you want to eat? Here¡¯s the menu. I can read it for you if you want.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s not necessary,¡± Deirdre smiled after calming herself down. ¡°I¡¯m good with anything. You guys can


    go ahead and order anything you want.¡±


    ¡®What about the vor? Do you like spicy food?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯ll be very happy if it can be less spicy.¡±


    ¡°Alright!¡±


    Glenna circled a few dishes for Deirdre before turning around to discuss with Elyne and Whn. After


    making up their minds, they found that the waiter hadn¡¯t returned yet.


    ¡®What¡¯s wrong? Is the waiter not going to take our order?¡±


    Elyne supported her face with her hands and said, ¡°Maybe there are too many customers and they¡¯re


    too busy?¡±


    Suddenly, Deirdre stood up. ¡°I¡¯ll go look for the waiter and pass him our order.¡±


    Elyne was dumbfounded for a moment. She stood up as well and said, ¡°We can¡¯t let you do that for us.


    Let me do it. I¡¯ll pass our order to the waiter.¡±


    This was Deirdre¡¯s chance to get close to the reception desk, so she said with a smile,


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    ¡°I¡¯m going to the restroom anyway, so I¡¯ll drop by the reception desk and pass our order to the waiter.


    You don¡¯t have to worry about me. I can see a bit with my eyes, so I¡¯ll be alright.¡±


    Glenna chimed in and said, ¡°You should let her go, Elyne. Although she¡¯s blind, she¡¯s more capable


    than all of us. I can guarantee that you can¡¯t cook half as well as she does.¡±


    ¡°Seriously?¡± Elyne was amazed, ¡°Not only are you beautiful, but you¡¯re so hardworking too? What a


    shame for uspany ves!¡±


    Deirdre chuckled. After she left the private room, she took a deep breath to calm herself down and


    walked down the stairs.


    She handed their order to the receptionist and said, ¡°Hi, I¡¯m from the Begonia Room. We¡¯re ready to


    order, but the waiter is probably too busy toe and get our order, so I brought it over myself.¡±


    The receptionist apologized to her and said, ¡°I¡¯m so sorry about that! The guests in the other private


    room ordered a lot of food all of a sudden, and there are too many customers in the restaurant. I guess


    that¡¯s why the waiter forgot toe and take your order.¡±


    ¡®That¡¯s okay,¡± said Deirdre. She did not leave after handing the menu back to the receptionist. Instead,


    she continued and asked, ¡°Is that private room called the Peach Blossom Room?¡±

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    Chapter 687


    Chapter 687 He Mustn¡¯t Know That I¡¯m Here


    ¡®Yeah. How did you know about that?¡±


    ¡°I know the customers inside that private room. She likes to order a lot of food. It¡¯s just that¡­¡± Deirdre


    came to an abrupt stop before finishing her sentence.


    ¡°It¡¯s just what?¡±


    ¡°She doesn¡¯t have much money and likes to puff herself up to the cost.


    When she was in Neve, she always ran away before paying when those new restaurants weren¡¯t


    paying attention to her. I didn¡¯t expect she¡¯de here now, and I¡¯m pretty sure that she¡¯ll do the same


    this time.¡±


    The receptionist did not say anything after Deirdre finished speaking, so she added, ¡°If you don¡¯t


    believe me, you can go around and ask about it yourself. That woman¡¯s name is Charlene McKinney.¡±


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    ¡®That is not necessary.¡± The receptionist smiled. ¡®Thank you for your advice, Miss, but don¡¯t worry. That


    woman won¡¯t do that this time.¡±


    ¡®Why are you so sure of that?¡± asked Deirdre.


    ¡°It¡¯s because Mr. Brendan Brighthall has booked that private room.¡±


    Deirdre froze for a moment. Her fingertips were trembling when she came around to her senses.


    However, she did not feel too surprised as she had expected something like this.


    The receptionist continued excitedly. ¡°If you¡¯re from Neve, I¡¯m sure you know who Brendan is, isn¡¯t it?


    He¡¯s rich, and since she¡¯s his partner, I doubt she¡¯ll run away from the bills this time.¡±


    ¡°Really?¡± Deirdre tried to calm herself down. ¡°It seems that I was over worried. Since you¡¯re busy, I


    won¡¯t bother you anymore. I¡¯m going back up now.¡±


    ¡°Okay. Please watch your steps when you¡¯re on your way back.¡± Deirdre turned around, and perhaps


    because she still hadn¡¯te around to her senses yet, she missed a step on the stairway, and her


    body leaned forward.


    Just when she thought she was about to fall down, a pair ofrge hands appeared out of nowhere and


    grabbed her.


    ¡°Miss McKinnon.¡±


    Deirdre raised her head to look at Whn. ¡°Mr. McKinnon?¡±


    ¡°Are you alright?¡± asked Whn, his voice thick with worry, ¡®You look pale. Are you not feeling well?


    Luckily, I came out to look for you. If not, you would have fallen and hurt yourself.¡±


    ¡®Thank you,¡± replied Deirdre.


    Whn was right. She would have certainly fallen and hurt herself if it weren¡¯t for him.


    After that, she shook her head and continued. ¡°I¡¯m alright. I was just distracted by something else.¡±


    ¡®You should be more careful next time. Have you handed our order to the receptionist?¡±


    ¡®Yeah.¡±


    ¡°Alright then. Come, let me help you go up.¡±


    Just when Deirdre was about to nod, a series of footsteps rang out behind her, and the receptionist¡¯s


    excited and high-pitched voice wafted into her ears. ¡°Mr. Brighthall, you¡¯re here!¡±


    ¡®Yeah,¡± the man replied apathetically, his voice cold.


    Deirdre felt a chill down her spine, and she grabbed at Whn¡¯s arm. There was only one thought in


    her head right now.


    She mustn¡¯t let Brendan know that she was there!


    She was no longer angry with Brendan, nor did she have the courage to confront himabout why he did


    not keep his word. It only took him a single word to drag her from heaven to hell.


    After living with him in peace for some days, she had almost forgotten that this man was a demon!


    ¡°Miss McKinnon?¡± Whn felt Deirdre¡¯s fear and asked in confusion, ¡°What happened?¡±


    However, Deirdre could not say anything right now. The heavy footsteps were getting closer and closer,


    and she desperately tried to squeeze her body toward Whn, using his tall stature to shield her.


    She just hoped that Brendan wouldn¡¯t see her.


    Whn¡¯s face turned red with embarrassment. Even though he was pleased with Deirdre¡¯s action, he


    did not move closer to her and just allowed her to lean on him.

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    Chapter 688


    Chapter 688 Who¡¯s He?


    30 feet¡­ 15 feet¡­ 7 feet¡­


    Deirdre¡¯s heart was hammering rapidly inside her chest as her fingertips went cold.


    Then, with a stomp, the man¡¯s feetnded on the staircase.


    At that moment, Deirdre¡¯s heart skipped a beat as well.


    Both of them were right above the stairs while Brendan was behind them.


    Brendan continued to climb the stairs, and apparently, he did not notice them. Soon, he arrived next to


    them in a few steps, and his body scent tickled Deirdre¡¯s nostrils.


    Just when Deirdre thought something was about to happen, he walked straight past them and headed


    up to a higher floor.


    ¡®He didn¡¯t notice me?¡¯


    When the thought surfaced in Deirdre¡¯s brain, she felt as if all her energy had left her body. She let go


    of Whn and found that her back was wet with sweat.


    ¡°Miss McKinnon, can you tell me what happened?¡± Whn asked, ¡°Are you alright?¡±


    Even though he tried to keep his voice low, Brendan still heard his voice and stopped in his tracks.


    Deirdre¡¯s face turned ashen pale as Brendan turned around.


    He saw the figure in the man¡¯s arms, and the jacket the figure was wearing was familiar to him. It was


    exactly the same jacket that he had personally chosen not long ago whenContent (C) N?v/elDra/ma.Org.


    Deirdre apanied him on his shopping trip. His pupils constricted as he was overwhelmed with


    rage. At that moment, he just wanted to go forward and punch the man¡¯s face.


    However, he soon calmed himself down. After all, Deirdre would never allow another man to get so


    close to her.


    Maybe someone else had the same jacket? Or maybe¡­


    Brendan tried to convince himself that the figure in the man¡¯s arms in front of him was not Deirdre, but


    he found it impossible. He could not calm himself down anymore, so he took a deep breath and walked


    toward them slowly.


    Deirdre¡¯s back was filled with sweat. She grabbed at Whn¡¯s arm and pleaded, ¡°Let¡¯s go. Bring me


    out of here Even though Whn was still shrouded in confusion, he decided to do as Deirdre said and


    went down the stairs with her.


    Just when they were about to reach the lower floor, a voice erupted behind them.


    ¡°Stop!¡±


    Whn raised his head. What appeared in his vision was a finely sculptured face. It wouldn¡¯t even be


    far-fetched to say that he was a masterpiece of God, and even as a man, he was enthralled by his


    gorgeous face. The only thing that made him ufortable was the man¡¯s oppressive aura and his


    piercing gaze. It seemed to Whn that he was angry right now, and he was the cause of Brendan¡¯s


    anger.


    Whn did not want to make himself look weak in front of a woman he liked, so he raised his voice and


    protected Deirdre behind him. ¡¯¡¯Is there anything we can help you with?¡±


    Brendan frowned at his action. He walked down the stairs step by step and fixed his gaze on Deirdre.


    Deirdre could feel Brendan¡¯s searing gaze. She felt suffocated, and just when she turned around to run


    away from him, Brendan finally saw her face clearly. Rage exploded in him as he grabbed Deirdre¡¯s


    arm. ¡°Deirdre!¡±


    He held her so tightly that Deirdre winced in pain. Whn hastily pushed Brendan away and shouted,


    ¡°What are you doing? Can¡¯t you see that you¡¯re hurting Miss McKinnon?¡±


    ¡®Miss McKinnon?¡¯ Brendan¡¯s anger abated a little when he heard how Whn addressed Deirdre.


    However, he still felt as if there was a de stabbing at his heart when he remembered how Deirdre


    leaned on Whn¡¯s chest.


    ¡°Deirdre, tell me honestly, who is this guy?¡±


    Deirdre knew that she could not run away from him now, so she bit the bullet and lifted her head. Her


    eyes were bloodshot as she replied, ¡°Does it matter to you who he is?¡±


    After that, she continued coldly. ¡°Mr. Brighthall, Charlene is waiting for you right now. I suggest you


    don¡¯t make her wait for you for too long.¡±


    Brendan¡¯s face turned pale. He took a deep breath and clutched tightly at Deirdre¡¯s arm. In the next


    second, he dragged her toward the entrance of the restaurant. ¡°You¡¯reing back with me now!¡±


    Deirdre struggled with all her might to break herself free from him. She was filled with so much rage


    that she could barely speak now.


    She did not understand why he had the audacity to ask her to go back with such an attitude. Just who


    did he think he was!?

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    Chapter 689


    Chapter 689 Can You Be More Heartless?


    ¡°Brendan, do you want me to remind you again? We¡¯re no longer husband and wife. I can go wherever


    I want. You have no right to control me!¡±


    ¡°I have no right?¡± Brendan was so infuriated that he felt a throbbing pain in his temples.


    ¡°What about your boyfriend? Does your boyfriend allow you to hug another man? Deirdre, have you no


    shame?¡±


    ¡®Have I no shame?¡¯


    Deirdre sneered coldly.


    She might feel a bit embarrassed if other people said something like this to her, but what made


    Brendan think he could judge her like this? The only person in this world who did not have the right to


    say that she was shameless was him.


    ¡°Even if I¡¯m shameless, at least I know that we need to keep our promise. What about you, Mr.


    Brighthall?¡± Deirdre said through gritted teeth. She forced down her anger and scoffed mockingly. ¡°How


    much truth is there in what you say?¡±


    Brendan parted his lips. There were a lot of things he wanted to say, but he swallowed them back into


    his stomach pit. In the end, he just said, ¡°I know what you¡¯re trying to say, but I promise you that


    Charlene won¡¯t hurt you anymore!¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s eyes turned red around the rims, and her entire body was shaking as sheughed.


    She had been waiting for a long time to bring Charlene to justice, but in the end, Brendan just told her


    that Charlene would not hurt her anymore.


    Of course, Charlene would not hurt her anymore. This was because no matter how ruthless Charlene


    was, Brendan was even more ruthless than her. He was the main source of all her pain. He had driven


    her to the verge of insanity. The pain that she suffered afterward was nothingpared to the pain that


    Brendan caused her.


    ¡°Brendan¡­ I keep on thinking that after all the disgusting things you¡¯ve done, can you get any more


    ruthless and drive me even closer to despair?¡± Deirdre clenched her fists tightly and grinned bitterly.


    ¡°Apparently, you never let me down in this matter.¡±


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    Brendan closed his eyes and breathed hard to get rid of the pain that was torturing him. He avoided her


    question and said, ¡°It¡¯s time for you to go back today.¡±


    Before Deirdre could say anything, he added, ¡°It¡¯s okay if you don¡¯t want toe back with me, but I


    can assure you that your friend here will have to go back even if he doesn¡¯t want to.¡±


    ¡®Is he threatening me?¡¯


    When the thought surfaced in Deirdre¡¯s head, her eyes widened as she shouted, ¡°What


    are you going to do again?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m sure you know more than I do about what I want to do. After all, we¡¯ve slept on the


    same bed for two years. You should know more about me than anyone else,¡± Brendan


    said coldly.


    ¡®You¡¯re a monster¡­¡± Deirdre¡¯s eyes turned bloodshot. She did not expect Brendan to be so shameless.


    At that moment, the door to the private room on the second floor opened up.


    Charlene had long heard themotion outside. It was just that the noise was so loud that she didn¡¯t


    hear who it was. Right now, she just happened toe out to call


    Brendan, but she never imagined that the man she was waiting for had already arrived.


    Not only that, but he was also arguing with his ex-wife right now.


    Charlene did not get angry. Instead, she was happy when she saw Deirdre. After all, she had long


    wanted to look for Deirdre.


    ¡°Miss McKinnon? What a small world. I didn¡¯t expect to run into you here. I¡¯m sure that this must be the


    doing of God,¡± Charlene said as she walked down the stairs. Even though there were two ck circles


    around her eyes, her cheeks were ruddy. She walked up to Brendan with a smile on her face and said


    with her mouth pouted,


    ¡°Why didn¡¯t you tell me that you¡¯re already here?¡±


    Brendan¡¯s face turned pale as he stared fixedly at Charlene.


    Charlene blinked her eyes and coiled her arm around his affectionately. Since fate has brought all of us


    together, why don¡¯t youe with Brendan and me? After all, we¡¯re friends, and I¡¯m sure we have a lot


    of things to catch up to.¡±


    ¡°Friend that almost got sent to prison?¡± Deirdre sneered coldly. Her heart was filled with disappointment


    as she watched the two clinging figures in front of her.

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    Chapter 690


    Chapter 690 Deirdre Is His Bottom Line


    The smile on Charlene¡¯s face melted away, but she still kept herposure. ¡°It¡¯s all thanks to you, Miss


    McKinnon. If you hadn¡¯t kept Brendanpany when I was away, he wouldn¡¯t have missed me so


    much and wouldn¡¯t have thought of taking me out of jail.


    It seems that you can never shake off the fact that you¡¯re my substitute, Miss McKinnon.¡±


    When Brendan heard what Charlene said, he frowned slightly and red at her threateningly. However,


    Charlene ignored him. She knew his secret, so she was not afraid of him now.


    After that, she turned around and asked Brendan in a sweet voice, ¡°Am I right, Brendan?¡±


    Her face was filled with a smile as she waited for Brendan¡¯s answer.


    Brendan closed his eyes. After a few seconds, he opened them again and said, ¡°Yes.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s heart skipped a beat as a chill crept down her spine upon hearing Brendan¡¯s answer. She had


    gone through so much disappointment that she became numb to it.


    She said calmly, ¡°I¡¯m totally speechless, Miss McKinney. You really are the most naive woman I¡¯ve ever


    met.


    ¡®The fact that Brendan can get you out of jail just because he misses you means that he can leave you


    without any hesitation when he doesn¡¯t love you anymore. If I were you, I wouldn¡¯t wipe up that smug


    smile on my face and show it off in front of his ex-wife. I would be doing all I could to keep him by my


    side. After all, no matter how happy you are, everything you have right now won¡¯tst long. You can¡¯t


    even tell if Brendan really loves you or not.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s words felt like des that stuck into Charlene¡¯s heart. Putting a fake smile on her face, she


    said, ¡°Do I need to prove if Brendan loves me or not? Can you and Brendan love each other as much


    as we do right now?¡±


    ¡°No, we can¡¯t,¡± Deirdre replied honestly. ¡®That¡¯s because I¡¯m not someone who would use something


    that other people have used before.¡±


    Brendan¡¯s face sank. Charlene was waiting for him to get angry, but unfortunately, she was


    disappointed.


    At that moment, she finally could not keep herposure anymore. It was because she did not expect


    Brendan to be so tolerant of Deirdre.


    ¡°Well, I hope that you can keep the positivity going and won¡¯t feel regret in the near future.¡±


    After that, Deirdre turned her head around. ¡°Mr. McKinnon.¡±


    It was only then Whn snapped himself out of his trance. He came over to Deirdre and replied, ¡°Yes?¡±


    ¡°Let¡¯s get out of here.¡±


    She wanted to get out of here right now.


    Whn did not say anything anymore and brought Deirdre out of the restaurant.


    Charlene did not stop them either. After Deirdre had gone out of the restaurant, she said,


    ¡®That man seems to be on rather good terms with Miss McKinnon. Brendan, it seems like you didn¡¯t


    fully gain her heart even though you approached her with another identity.¡±


    Brendan remained silent. Suddenly, he grabbed her arm and dragged her into the private room.


    ¡°Brendan! You¡¯re hurting me!¡± After arriving at the private room, Charlene shook herself free from


    Brendan¡¯s grip. She felt so much pain, as if the bones in her arm were broken.


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    Chapter 691


    Chapter 691 Stay and Keep Me Company


    Charlene¡¯s eyes were bloodshot, and she said in a grievous tone, ¡°Brendan, I¡¯m supposed to be the


    one you love! What have I done wrong? Why are you treating me like this!¡±


    Brendan expressed his disgust. ¡°Shut up! I considered myself blinded in the past. You¡¯re no longer the


    kind Charlene who risked your life to save me, and I won¡¯t trust you anymore!¡±


    Had he not been blinded by love in the past, Deirdre would not have had to endure hardships in prison,


    and she would not¡­ She would not loathe him so much that he would need to assume a different


    identity to be with her.


    Charlene went from being hopeless to calm. She wiped away her tears and said, ¡°However, you have


    no choice but to be with me to acquire the information for Deirdre, no matter how much you hate me.¡±


    She cracked a smile. ¡°As long as you¡¯re willing to be with me, we will spend more time with each other.


    I assure you I¡¯ll make you fall in love with me once again.¡±


    ¡°I don¡¯t know how you can be so confident to think I¡¯d fall in love with a malicious woman like you.¡±


    Brendan could not be bothered to take an extra nce at her. He opened the door in preparation to


    leave.


    Charlene immediately roared, ¡°Where are you going!?¡±


    Soon afterward, she bit her lower lip and feigned her grievance. ¡°You¡¯re going to see Deirdre and


    comfort her, aren¡¯t you? I won¡¯t allow that, Brendan. I won¡¯t allow that! You¡¯re only allowed to stay and


    keep mepany today.¡±


    Brendan furrowed his eyebrows and expressed his disgust.


    Charlene turned a blind eye to his reaction. On the contrary, she cracked a gentle smile. ¡°I know that


    you¡¯ll make the choice for Deirdre.¡±


    After leaving the restaurant, Deirdre calmed down when she felt the intense cold wind. She stood at the


    intersection and felt an ineffable feeling spreading over his chest.


    She found it ridiculous that she would actually feel hurt to be in Brendan¡¯s presence when he behaved


    that way.


    Perhaps, she hated her past self more and thought about how she was so blinded by love back then


    that she would give Brendan the chance to torment her over and over again.


    ¡°Miss McKinnon¡­¡±


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    Deirdre was jolted back to reality and realized that Whn had been standing right next to her all this


    time.


    Deirdre felt guilty upon hearing the concern in his tone.


    ¡°I¡¯m sorry, Mr. McKinnon. I didn¡¯t expect the event today to transpire in this manner and that you¡¯d be


    implicated until you had to stand in the cold with me. You should go home.¡±


    ¡°How about you then?¡± Whn¡¯s expression was solemn. He hesitated for a moment before he


    decided to speak. ¡®That man¡­ is Brendan Brighthall from Neve, right? Miss McKinnon¡­ were you and


    him¡­ lovers in the past?¡±


    Deirdre smiled bitterly.


    ¡®Lovers in the past? I¡¯m just a recement without any recognition, as always.¡¯


    ¡°We were in the past. However, we¡¯ve already gotten a divorce.¡±


    Whn could not help feeling astonished. He could see Deirdre¡¯s charm and knew that Deirdre and he


    were of different worlds. Yet, he did not expect that they would be separated by such a huge gap


    between their worlds.


    Brendan was a well-known entrepreneur in Neve who was young and capable. Brendan was so


    prestigious that an ordinary man like Whn could not stand upright in Brendan¡¯s presence. How about


    Deirdre, who had married Brendan then?


    He felt unwell in his heart and forced a smile while he said, ¡°I didn¡¯t expect you to be so¡­ impressive,


    Miss McKinnon. You¡¯re not only acquainted with Brendan Brighthall, but you were also legally married


    to him.¡±


    Deirdre knew that Whn had misunderstood, but she could not be bothered to exin.


    She understood Whn¡¯s thinking to a certain extent but decided that she would take it calmly since he


    refused to probe more. However, she did not wish for their rtionship to go further than its current


    state.


    ¡°It¡¯s possible that I won¡¯t be returning to the restaurant anymore, I don¡¯t feel like eating. I would like to


    go home and rest earlier.¡± She raised her head, her hair blowing in the wind, and said in a weary voice,


    ¡°Mr.McKinnon, will you please take the trouble to notify Glenna and Ms. Lowe on my behalf?¡±

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    Chapter 692 Who Are You?


    ¡®Yes, o-of course. That is not an issue, for sure. However, are you sure that you want to go home by


    yourself? Shall I send you?¡±


    Deirdre shook her head and declined by saying, ¡°I¡¯m fine. I¡¯ll just get a cab home and inform Glenna


    about itter . If they ask about me, please tell them I¡¯m not feeling well.¡±


    Whn did notment further because he assumed that Deirdre wanted some quiet time to be


    alone. ¡°Sure.¡±


    ¡°Thank you.¡±


    Deirdre hailed a cab, got into the car, and felt an intense feeling of fatigue washing over her until she


    felt suffocated.


    She leaned her head against the window and reached into her pocket without her notice. She could tell


    from the dim light of her phone that her phone was still working.


    However, she had yet to receive Kyran¡¯s call after a long time.


    ¡°What time is it, sir?¡±


    The driver answered, ¡°It¡¯s almost 9:00 p.m.¡±


    ¡®It¡¯s sote already? Could it be that Kyran is still driving?¡¯


    It was perhaps a good thing, so Deirdre did not ponder further.


    Soon, Deirdre unlocked the door of the mansion when she arrived home. She headed to the kitchen in


    preparation to cook.


    She thought about how Kyran would be delighted to find a freshly-cooked meal on the table upon his


    return.


    Deirdre was in a better mood as she thought about this. There was still nomotion from the door


    when she served a three-course meal on the table.


    She wiped her hands and chose to call up Kyran. However, the call was not picked up after two


    attempts.


    Deirdre was stunned for a moment. Then, she called up Den.


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    ¡°Do you mean Kyran?¡± It was apparent that Den fell silent for a moment on the call.


    Deirdre asked during the momentary silence, ¡®You don¡¯t have any update from him either, huh?¡±


    Den answered, ¡°I¡¯m not working on the Vige Alnwick project, but Fionn and Kyran are visiting


    there. I shall call up Fionn and ask about itter. What¡¯s going on? Is Kyran still not home yet?¡±


    ¡®Yes. I can¡¯t reach his phone, and he¡¯s not back yet.¡± Deirdre was having a hard time hiding her anxiety.


    ¡°The road to Vige Alnwick is arduous, and I¡¯m worried that¡­¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s going to be fine.¡± Denforted her by saying, ¡°It¡¯s not raining or snowing now, so the road is


    not arduous. They¡¯re most probably dyed by some issues in Vige Alnwick, and Kyran is


    coincidentally at a spot with bad reception. I shall help you to reach out to the staff members in Vige


    Alnwick.¡±


    ¡°Sure.¡± Deirdre took a deep breath and said, ¡°Thank you for taking the trouble to do this.¡±


    After hanging up the call, Deirdre did not choose to wait idly and called Kyran¡¯s number again.


    She was surprised when the call was picked up after a few rings.


    Deirdre was delighted. ¡°Kyran! Where are you now? When are youing back?¡±


    The other end of the call was silent.


    Deirdre was stunned for a moment. ¡°Kyran?¡±


    There was still only silence, but a faint breathing sound could be heard. She was certain that the


    breathing sound was not Kyran¡¯s.


    Deirdre was riled up. ¡®Who are you?¡±


    Meanwhile, a male voice was hearding from a nearby area. ¡°I got you the item. Where would you


    want it to be ced?¡±


    The voice sounded slightly distorted in the phone call, and it came from a distance. However, Deirdre


    was extremely certain that the person speaking was Kyran!


    Why would his phone be in another person¡¯s hand? Why would the person who picked up the call not


    speak? The breathing sounded like a woman¡¯s! Why would Kyran allow another woman to touch his


    phone?


    Deirdre¡¯s mind was a chaotic mess. She wanted to inquire closely, but the call was hung up.


    Brendan looked at Charlene¡¯s hands that were tucked behind her and narrowed his eyes. ¡®What are


    you hiding behind?¡±


    Charlene blinked and feigned her innocence. ¡°What am I hiding behind- Oh!¡±

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    Chapter 693 I Would Like to Talk to You for a Moment


    Charlene was caught by surprise when a hand clutched her arm and pulled her hands out from behind


    her forcefully, revealing the phone.


    Brendan¡¯s pupils constricted abruptly. He snatched the phone from her hand and brought up the call


    history to find Deirdre¡¯s countless missed calls and the iing call that hadsted one and a half


    minutes. His face turned pale instantly.


    Charlene tucked a strand of hair behind her ear without a modicum of guilt, and she was even smiling


    when she said, ¡°Brendan, I feel that it would be best for a man not to be too crude. What do you think?¡±


    Brendan red at her. ¡°Have you lost your mind?¡±


    At the thought of how Deirdre could have possibly heard Charlene¡¯s voice, he felt an overwhelming


    feeling in his chest, and he looked like he wanted to murder someone.


    Charlene felt lingering fear in her heart from his stare. She said with an innocent expression, ¡°Don¡¯t


    worry, Brendan. She didn¡¯t know it was me. I didn¡¯t make a sound from the moment I picked up the call.


    I won¡¯t go back on my own word after making a promise to you. I won¡¯t ever let Deirdre find out that


    we¡¯re together.¡±


    Brendan was disgusted by the woman¡¯s amodating mannerisms, as if she was doing everything


    for his good.


    He cast a cold, warning nce at her before swiftly picking up the car keys on the table and running


    out the door.


    Charlene did not attempt to stop him. Instead, she made her way to the windowsill and watched the


    man open the door rapidly before starting the car and driving away. The corner of her lips curled into a


    proud smile.


    ¡°Deirdre¡­¡± She chanted the name, her eyes glistening with malice. ¡°I won¡¯t let myself lose again.


    Brendan can only be mine. He¡¯s mine!¡±


    The car was stopped at the vi¡¯s yard. Brendan quickly got out of the car and opened the door with a


    key.


    A dim light was turned on in the living room. The woman was seated on the sofa absentmindedly and


    kept her arms tightly wrapped around herself because she was cold. Her eyes were staring at the


    television nkly.


    Brendan felt an unbearable, stinging pain in his chest upon witnessing the scene. He gently moved and


    removed his jacket to drape it over Deirdre¡¯s body.


    Deirdre was jolted back to reality immediately. Her body moved, and she said, ¡°Is that you, Kyran?¡±


    Brendan answered, ¡°It¡¯s me.¡±


    Deirdre got up from the sofa and said smilingly, ¡°Why did youe back so suddenly without notifying


    me in advance? Look, the meal I cooked has gotten cold, and I haven¡¯t heated it up for you. Wait for


    me here while I heat it up.¡±


    The woman made her way to the table cautiously with a gentle expression and picked up every


    container of food to the kitchen. Her behavior was so rxed as if nothing had happened and she had


    no idea what had transpired.


    Yet, Brendan knew Deirdre too well and could see a glimpse of avoidance in her unyielding gaze.


    Brendan held her hands when she was transferring thest te of food.¡± Deirdre.¡±Content (C) N?v/elDra/ma.Org.


    Deirdre shifted her gaze for a brief moment before she asked with a forced smile, ¡°Hmm? What¡¯s going


    on?¡±


    Brendan took the te off her hands and ced it on the table. ¡°I would like to talk to you for a


    moment.¡±


    ¡®What would you like to talk about?¡± Deirdre raised her head. She was mentally prepared for anything


    that woulde her way regardless.Brendan inhaled a deep breath. ¡®What did you hear from the call


    earlier?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s gaze was mncholic. Soon afterward, she raised her head and said, ¡°I heard you talking.¡±


    ¡®Then?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s hands trembled ever so slightly. She did not tell the truth but asked, ¡°What would you like to


    talk to me about, Kyran? Would you like to tell me about the reason you didn¡¯te homete at night


    or the woman¡¯s identity?¡±


    Brendan¡¯s face turned ghastly pale. She had found out about the woman, just as he had expected.


    However, he was fortunate that Charlene had not lied to him about Deirdre, not knowing that the


    woman was Charlene.


    Otherwise, Deirdre would have already figured out who he was by associating him with Charlene by


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    Chapter 694


    Chapter 694 Under Someone¡¯s Spell?


    Before Brendan could say anything, Deirdre said smilingly, ¡°Perhaps I might listen to the reason you


    didn¡¯te homete at night, but you need not exin about your rtionship with the woman.¡±


    Brendan felt his heart racing, and the panic in his speech could not be concealed when he said,


    ¡°Deirdre?¡±


    ¡®That is because it¡¯s unnecessary,¡± Deirdre answered swiftly. Her gaze was gentle as usual when she


    said, ¡°I trust you, and I trust that your rtionship with any other person is pure. I trust that you won¡¯t


    cheat on me or betray our rtionship. Hence, I¡¯m not going to indulge in wild conjectures, and you


    don¡¯t need to be anxious about that.¡± i


    Brendan stood in the same spot in a daze. He had never expected the situation to turn out like this. In


    fact, he remembered feeling an unbearable burning sensation in his chest when he was driving here.


    He was afraid that Deirdre would indulge in wild conjectures, that she would get in a conflict with him


    and hate him.


    Countless possible scenarios went through his mind, but he was only afraid that she would be utterly


    disappointed in him and that he would be unable to salvage their rtionship. As a result, he found out


    that she trusted him without any reservation all this while¡­


    It was precisely due to the trust that she would not question him on the woman¡¯s identity with tears


    running down her face or be hysterical. On the contrary, she cared even more about him not


    having warm food served to him aftering homete.


    Brendan hugged her in his arms tightly in a state of emotional turmoil. He was so overwhelmed that he


    could not help feeling like crying despite being a man.


    ¡°Deirdre, how have I ever deserved such love¡­¡±


    He was supposed to be guilty of a crime for which even death was not enough for him to atone, and he


    deserved to live the rest of his life in pain and agony. He did not have the right and did not deserve her


    most sublime love.


    It was his selfishness and desire to possess her that resulted in the current situation, yet she trusted


    him wholeheartedly.


    Deirdre felt something warm spreading on her shoulder, and she could not refrain from asking, ¡°Are you


    crying, Kyran?¡±


    ¡°No.¡±


    She smiled, raised her head, and said, ¡°It¡¯s me who should say, ¡®How have I ever deserved such love¡¯.


    My world was all dark initially with my mother¡¯s passing while I was hurt by the person I deeply loved. I


    lost the will to live, and it was you who saved me. You made me gradually learn to live for myself, and


    it¡¯s my honor to meet you.¡±


    Brendan felt an ineffable feeling in his heart, and he could only hug Deirdre tightly.


    Deirdre could not stand it anymore after he was done having dinner and dozed off with her head


    leaning on his shoulder.


    With gentle movements, Brendan sent her back to the room and covered a nket over her cautiously.


    He could not bear to part with her and sat by her bedside to watch her calm, sleeping state.


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    She would alwayspletely let down her guard when she was with him, making him feel


    wholeheartedly loved. On the other hand, Brendan did not know how long he couldst in this love.


    He leaned over slowly and nted a kiss on the woman¡¯s lips in the end before getting up and leaving.


    When he shut the door, his phone rang. He pulled out his phone and checked the caller ID before


    picking up the call.


    Den said, ¡°You¡¯re finally picking up your phone. I was under the assumption that you don¡¯t want to


    be my friend anymore.¡±


    Den had made a few calls to him when Brendan was driving there. He did not have time to pick up


    Den¡¯s calls because he was fixated on thinking about Deirdre at home, fearing that she would do


    something foolish.


    ¡°I¡¯m sorry.¡±


    ¡°Sorry?¡± Den kept quiet for a moment before he stopped joking around.¡± What¡¯s going on with you?


    Are you under someone¡¯s spell or something?¡±


    ¡°Sort of.¡±


    It had been a long time since he had heard Brendan being so depressed.


    The only time Brendan behaved this way was when Deirdre went missing after drowning in the sea. He


    had been so depressed that he refused to take care of his health. However, Deirdre was with him, and


    they would travel afar in one month. Why would Brendan still be depressed now?

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    Den was receptive enough to notice that something was off. He asked with furrowed eyebrows,


    ¡°What is going on?¡±


    Brendan ced his phone on the table and lit a cigarette. He narrowed his eyes and looked into the


    dark night and nts blowing in the wind outside the window, surrounded by smoke. His heart, which


    was boiling over with pain, only calmed down gradually at this very moment.


    ¡°I bailed out Charlene.¡±


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    Den did not pay much attention to the case because he had more important tasks to attend to. He


    was surprised when he heard that.


    ¡°What happened?¡±


    He could not help feeling that Brendan had lost his mind. He furrowed his eyebrows and spected,


    saying, ¡®Were you threatened?¡±


    Sooner orter, Charlene would discover that Kyran was Brendan. It would be inevitable for her to want


    to take Brendan down with her when she found out about the situation and threatened Brendan with


    this.


    Den found it strange because how could Brendan be threatened if he were to migrate to Germia with


    Deirdre now? After all, Charlene would not have the opportunity to interact with Deirdre.


    A trivial idea emerged in his mind without his notice.


    Den said in all apparent seriousness, ¡°Tell me the truth, Brendan. What is she using to threaten


    you?¡±


    Brendan¡¯s dark eyes were overwhelmed with emotions when he heard the remark. His dark eyes


    glistened as he stared into the night, making him appear lonelier as he was surrounded by smoke.


    Brendan was about to speak when he suddenly heard amotion from Deirdre¡¯s room. Brendan


    responded by hanging up the phone and walking to her room.


    After turning on the light, he found Deirdre already lying on the ground. Her hair was messy, and she


    was breathing heavily.


    Brendan¡¯s gaze was filled with concern that he could not hide when he stepped forward to help her to


    her feet. ¡®What happened, Deirdre? Did you have a nightmare again?¡±


    Deirdre breathed deeply repeatedly, yet she could not stop her body from shaking. She clutched


    Brendan¡¯s cor and leaned on his chest. She nodded when she calmed down and said, ¡°Hmm, I had a


    nightmare.¡±


    Brendan caressed her hair gently. ¡°It¡¯s alright. Those are all just dreams. I¡¯ll be here with you always


    and won¡¯t let anyone hurt you.¡±


    Deirdre calmed downpletely.


    Brendan said, ¡°Let me help you get to bed.¡±


    He exerted some strength in his arms to help her get into the bed and lie down. Just as he was


    preparing to leave, Deirdre suddenly clutched his hand tightly.


    Brendan was stunned. ¡°What¡¯s going on?¡±


    Deirdre had difficulty finding words, and Brendan was slow to understand the situation. ¡°Are you


    scared?¡±


    Meanwhile, Deirdre could not care about being embarrassed anymore. She said in a muffled voice,


    ¡°Kyran, since you¡¯re going to sleep in your room, you can sleep just as well in this room anyway. Will


    you¡­ stay?¡±


    Her mind was only set at ease when Kyran was with her.


    Brendan¡¯s gaze turned extremely gentle. He kissed Deirdre¡¯s forehead and said, ¡°Sure.¡±


    He chuckled and said, ¡°However, I haven¡¯t changed into fresh clothes today, so I might smell of


    cigarettes.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s face blushed. ¡°It¡¯s fine.¡±


    Brendan removed his jacket with a smile andy next to Deirdre. He cuddled her gently in his arms.


    Deirdre could not help shivering when she felt his strong, thick arms slide down the skin on her waist.


    Her body was curled up, and her pupils glistened in the dark. She felt rather troubled.


    On the other hand, Brendan pulled up the nket next to her feet.


    ¡°Don¡¯t worry. You¡¯re unwell today, so we¡¯re just going to cuddle to sleep and nothing else.¡±


    The man¡¯s voice gave her a sense of security. She felt relieved and slightly embarrassed. She could


    not help smelling Brendan¡¯s scent when she leaned her head on his chest.


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    Chapter 696 Lend Me a Woman First


    Deirdre raised her head, trying to remember, but she could not.


    "What''s going on?" The man leaned closer and kissed the side of her lips. He teased her on purpose


    by saying, "Or have I misunderstood your intention that you want to do something else before you


    sleep?"


    Deirdre immediately lowered her head in embarrassment while Brendan chuckled and cuddled her. "Go


    to sleep."


    "Hmm."


    Initially, she did not feel very drowsy anymore, yet she could not help feeling drowsy in the safety of


    Kyran''¡¯spany and fell asleep slowly.


    Brendan made breakfast the next morning and waited for Deirdre to eat after she woke up. Then, he


    left driving, with Deirdre gazing after his departure.


    ¡®What!? You''re saying that they look like they have a good rtionship and that they don''t quarrel? How


    can that be possible?"


    Charlene''s expression was unpleasant, and she pulled back her hand that was being manicured. She


    made her way to the side and said, "Are you sure that you haven''t seen it wrongly?"


    The party on the other end of the call said, "No. Deirdre walked Brendan to the door personally.


    Moreover..."


    "Moreover, what?¡±


    "Moreover, Brendan kissed Deirdre, and she appeared to be very shy. They looked like they had a


    close rtionship and not like someone who just had a fight.¡±


    Charlene clutched the door handle with her hand to suppress her anger and sneered. "I''ve


    underestimated Deirdre''s magnanimity. I was under the assumption that she was incapable of


    tolerating deceptions. It seems that she doesn''t have many limits anyway."


    "So, is there anything else that you need us to do, Miss McKinney? Should we continue to keep watch


    on her or what?"


    "You may leave. Brendan will notice if we make it too obvious. I''ll make arrangements with you if


    anything elsees up.¡±


    After hanging up the call, Charlene''s mood was substantially ruined in an instant.


    She had not stopped Brendan from leaving because she wanted to make him seem guilty for returning


    home in a rush at the time.


    She knew how a woman felt, and she was convinced that Deirdre would be able to sense that


    something was off.


    On the other hand, she could only facilitate the downfall of a couple''s rtionship if there was already a


    conflict. If that were the case, the couple would part ways sooner orter.


    Still, she did not expect Deirdre would actually be so capable of putting up.


    Naturally, Charlene was displeased that her n had gone to waste. She narrowed her eyes to think


    and suddenly remembered something. She made a call to someone.


    "What are you doing now?"


    Mitch sat casually with his legs crossed. "I¡¯m immersing myself in thepany of gentle women, of


    course. When are you going to pay me the 450,000 dors you promised me?"


    "Why are you in such a rush?" Charlene gnashed her teeth and said, "Lend me a woman first."


    "Ah?" Mitch sat upright and said sarcastically, "Since when have you had a change of appetite, Miss


    Charlene McKinney?¡±


    "I don''t have the time to engage in your disgusting jokes!" Charlene''s expression was somber. "Get me


    a woman with a clever mouth and capable of putting on an act. Then, hand her the phone.¡±


    Deirdre cleaned up the living room once again because she was free. She brought a pail of warm water


    with her and was halfway wiping down the table when the doorbell rang.


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    Deirdre raised her head. She could not figure out who woulde at this time. She walked over and


    opened the door to find a woman standing outside. Judging by her outline, the woman had a great


    figure.


    "You are-¡± Before she could ask, the woman shoved Deirdre away and walked into the house


    spontaneously. She sized up the house while walking into it, her expression tainted with contempt.


    "Kyran is making you stay in this dpidated house? It seems that he isn¡¯t treating you well."


    Deirdre was caught off guard when the woman shoved her, yet she entered the house rudely and


    started criticizing the house.


    Deirdre was displeased and asked with a frown, "May I inquire who you are?"

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    Chapter 697 I''m Already Pregnant With His Baby


    "Who am I?" The woman could not helpughing aloud.


    "Can''t you recognize me?"


    She reminded Deirdre by saying, "I picked up your call kindly yesterday night."


    Deirdre¡¯s expression changed upon recalling that.


    The woman''s red lips curled into a smirk. "It seems that you haven''t forgotten all about me. I thought


    Kyran might have cast a spell on you, so you forgot everything from yesterday. As it turns out, you''re


    just keeping up a front and still thinking about it constantly.¡±


    Deirdre folded the rag and ced it properly with a cold expression. She asked, "What are you doing


    here?¡±


    The woman tilted her chin in a unting manner. "My goal of visiting here is very simple. You still don¡¯t


    have awareness after my action yesterday. I have to pay you a visit in person to get rid of you for the


    future of Kyran and me. If you have some sense of propriety, you should leave Kyran as soon as


    possible! Stop being shameless."


    ¡°Shameless...¡± Deirdre chanted the word and found it ridiculous.


    "Uh...Miss? How may I address you?"


    The woman furrowed her eyebrows. "Why are you asking this?"


    "I''m only curious about the name of an irrational woman.¡± Deirdre smiled nonchntly and said, "You


    used me of being shameless. However, if I¡¯m not mistaken, Ie first between the both of us. If


    you do have a rtionship with Kyran, as you''ve mentioned, you¡¯re the mistress. I wonder who''s more


    shameless between the two of us?¡±


    "You!" The woman''s face turned pale, but she sneered and said, "So what? There''s no sequence in a


    rtionship. Moreover, you and Kyran are not married, while I''m already pregnant with his baby."


    Deirdre¡¯s gaze shook abruptly.


    "Baby?"


    Noticing Deirdre''s unusual reaction, the woman unted proudly by saying, "Yes, a baby. Kyran kept


    mepany yesterday because I''m pregnant. He wants to take care of me but is a man of strong


    morality. In addition, you are blind and have a fragile mind, so he can¡¯t bring himself toe clean to


    you.¡±


    Deirdre stood on the same spot calmly, only that her fists were tightening ever so slightly.


    The woman took one step closer to Deirdre. "However, I think it is better for you not to be so


    shameless, Miss McKinnon. Kyran doesn¡¯t mind that you''re blind and has been taking care of you for a


    long time. Can¡¯t you choose to back out and let go for his future and the future of his child?


    Don''t make things difficult for him because he has already fulfilled his duty to you perfectly."


    The woman finished her remark concisely and waited for Deirdre to perhaps have a mental breakdown


    or shed some tears.


    Unexpectedly, Deirdre was calm.


    "Are you done?" When the woman had no more follow-up remarks, Deirdre said, ¡°It''s time to leave after


    you''re done talking.¡±


    "How can you be so shameless?" The woman was in disbelief.


    "I''ve already made myself clear, but you''re still unbothered. It seems that you''re nothing more than just


    words! You''re not even capable of leaving without making a scene!"


    Her voice died away, and a crack was heard when the door was opened.


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    Deirdre said coldly, ¡°Miss, I¡¯ve already reminded you many times that you should leave. Your absurd lie


    will be exposed if you still don''t leave.¡±


    The woman raised her head abruptly. Kyran walked into the house with a mist-stained coat and a small


    number of white ice crystals on his hair. His facial features were cold, and he was wlessly handsome.


    His eyes were glistening with coldness from the moment he saw the woman.

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    Chapter 698 Your Death Will Not Be Mourned


    "Who are you?¡±


    The man''s tone was icy cold, and he exuded an oppressive coldness from his body. He shielded


    Deirdre behind her and looked at the woman with a gaze sharp as a knife that could cut through a


    person''s throat.


    "Who sent you here?"


    The woman felt suffocated, and her knees turned to jelly from being stared at.


    She found that Mitch was already an imposing man, followed by a bunch of subordinates to do his dirty


    work. Mitch was extremely overbearing, but he was a weakling inparison to the man before her.


    "I..." The woman could not help speaking with a shaky voice. She gnashed her teeth ferociously in an


    attempt to continue speaking, but she was already so terrified that she was rendered speechless.


    Kyran narrowed his eyes, pulled out his phone, and dialed a number. ¡°Hello, I would like to report a


    case. The location is No. 106 Peak Residence, and someone has broken and entered a private


    residence with the intention of theft. Pleasee."


    Soon, the police came and detained the woman.


    Kyran''s gaze was still cold as he hugged Deirdre and asked, "Why did that womane here?"


    Deirdre¡¯s expression was overwhelmed with emotions. She did not divulge the truth but said, "I''m not


    too sure either. She didn''t say much after she came, and then you got home"


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    Kyran caressed her hair. "Don''t open the door for strangers so easily next time.¡±


    "Hmm, sure.¡± Deirdre forced a smile. "I''ve already prepared the item for you. Is that the document on


    the table? You can take it.¡±


    Kyran picked up the document and said, "I''ll be back tonight."


    "Sure."


    Deirdre gazed after Kyran¡¯s departing figure. Her forced smile vanished, and her expression turned


    disordered.


    After leaving, Brendan turned his car around and drove to a vi in the city center.


    He parked the car and got into the house without anyone stopping him. Brendan walked upstairs and


    found Charlene standing on the balcony in the cold wind, wearing a nightgown.


    Before she could speak, Brendan walked forward in rage, clutched her slim throat, and pinned her


    upper body against the outside of the balcony.


    Charlene screamed in fear from the sudden feeling of falling. She grabbed Brendan''s arms frantically,


    and the dizziness from being at a high spot made her shiver and nauseous.


    "Don''t! Brendan!" She was so startled that she teared up.


    Brendan looked at the panic-stricken and fearful Charlene coldly, his face filled with disgust. "Have I not


    taught you plenty of lessons, Charlene? Are you trying to get yourself killed?"


    His grip over her that was loosening, and the fear of height made Charlene almost lose consciousness.


    She exhausted herst ounce of strength to show a photo to Brendan.


    Brendan''s pupils constricted abruptly when he saw the photo. He pulled Charlen away from the edge of


    the balcony and tossed her to the side. Charlene''s lips were ghastly pale from being on the brink of


    death.


    She felt proud of herself for causing Brendan''s emotional episode.


    "How is it?" Deirdre held her neck and recovered from the feeling of lingering fear. She watched


    Brendan staring at the photo before her and sneered. "I didn''t lie to you, did I? Do you still want to kill


    me? If you kill me, you won''t be getting updates from me anymore!¡±


    Brendan was burning with killing intent and clutched the photo in his hand." Where is the person now?"


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    Charlene turned around to face the mirror and examined the red marks on her neck from the choking.


    She did not answer the question but said in grief, "Brendan, I''m still the woman that you used to love


    regardless. How could you be so cruel to me? Do you know that I almost died?¡±


    Brendan expressed his disgust upon hearing that.


    "Charlene, I''ve already told you not to challenge my limits anymore. You promised me that you wouldn''t


    let Deirdre discover the truth, yet you repeatedly keep going back on your own word. This is a warning.


    If you do it again, your death will not be mourned!"

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    Chapter 699 Is She So Important?


    "However, will you still find out what you want if I die?¡± Charlene burst outughing profusely. Noticing


    that Brendan was frowning and quiet, she leaned closer to him coquettishly.


    "I love you so much that I won''t go back on my word. I''ve always kept my promises to you. Deirdre


    doesn''t know about my existence, and she won''t find out who you are."


    Brendan found her remark ridiculous and avoided her approaching hand. His gaze was filled with


    disgust, hatred, and coldness that he did not bother to conceal.


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    "How about that woman today? Don''t you dare tell me that she is not a part of your trick.¡±


    Charlene admitted to it by saying, "I sent that person indeed."


    "So, how dare you im that you didn''t go back on your word?"


    "Is that woman rted to my promise?¡± Charlene said boldly and smiled charmingly. However, her


    gaze was tainted with hatred.


    "I promised you that I won''t let Deirdre find out the truth, but I haven''t promised you that I won''t do


    everything in my power to discourage Deirdre. These are two separate matters.¡±


    Brendan''s gaze was cold. He found it meaningless to debate Charlene¡¯s distorted, irrational opinion


    and wanted to get away from her as soon as possible.


    "What do you want in order to provide the information to me then?"


    Charlene twirled a strand of hair with her finger. "Brendan, why are you asking me what I want? My


    feelings for you have never changed from the past to now. I won''t be with anyone else but you¡ª"


    "That''s enough!" Brendan was disgusted. "Have never changed? You got involved with other men in


    private andmitted all sorts of crimes in my name. Is my love what you want? You just want power


    and money!"


    Charlene did not feel any shame. "Money is everything. Without money and power, what is the


    meaning of being alive? In addition, you and money are so closely knitted that you''re basically


    inseparable. It''s not a lie to say that I love you."


    Brendan sneered. He did not wish to engage in a discussion about life''s priorities with her anymore. He


    said, "If you want money, you can have 20% of thepany¡¯s shares. If you want power, you can be


    the second biggest shareholder of the Brighthall Group. I''ll offer these two things in exchange for the


    information in your possession.¡±


    The offer of 20% of thepany''s shares was already extremely high. Charlene was both astounded


    and jealous.


    "Is Deirdre so important to you? The Brighthall Group is the result of your blood and sweat for more


    than a decade, yet you''re willing to give me 20% of its shares without a fight?¡±


    Brendan''s dark eyes were still as he said calmly, "I owe it to her and must make it up to her


    regardless.¡±


    "Owe it to her..." Charlene clenched her fists so tightly that her nails dug into her flesh, but she could


    not feel any pain. "How about what you owe me then? Brendan, if I hadn''t risked my life to save you


    from the fire back then, you would have already vanished from this world! I''m your savior, yet this is


    how you treat me!"


    Brendan''s gaze was icy cold. It would be fine if she did not bring up this issue, but now that she


    mentioned it, Brendan felt nothing but guilt and hatred. "I''ve already treated you with utmost patience


    and magnanimity.


    "If you didn''t scheme to ensure that Deirdre was tormented in prison, resulting in the death of her child


    and causing her blindness and disfigurement, I wouldn¡¯t have kept her by my side out of guilt when I


    met her again. If you hadn¡¯t abducted her, I wouldn''t have seen your true colors. Initially, I was nning


    on marrying you, but everything... Everything that happened, you brought it upon yourself! As for the


    favor from the fire..."


    A look of confusion shed past his dark eyes.


    Was the cruel, malicious, disgusting woman before him really the pure, kind woman who would risk her


    life for him in the past?

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    Brendan recalled once again and found it strange. Both women had the exact same face, but why were


    Charlene''s eyes glistening with intelligence and scheming?


    Was it because she was honored over the years that she became obsessed and incapable of


    bing the person she was in the past?


    Brendan''s mind was a chaotic mess. He stopped himself from continuing to think about it with great


    effort. He shut his eyes to calm himself and opened his eyes again. "As for the favor from the fire, I''ve


    already paid it back with eight full years of my life. I saved your life once during that period. A life for a


    life, so I don¡¯t owe you anything anymore."


    He owed it to Deirdre, and he would never be able to repay it fully. He hoped that he could make it up


    to her bit by bit with this.


    "I don''t agree with that!" Charlene''s beautiful face became distorted. "I won''t!¡±


    Brendan looked at her coldly. ¡°It''s up to you to agree with that, but I get to decide if I''m willing to do it. If


    you want to be with me and make Deirdre leave, I can tell you that the answer is no!"


    The man spoke so resolutely that it made Charlene feel sad and angry. However, she knew how


    determined Brendan was when he made the remark.


    Charlene bit her lower lip and pondered before she said, "I''m not asking you to leave Deirdre, but... you


    have to marry me! I want you to announce to the world that I, Charlene, am Brendan Brighthall''s


    fiancee. Moreover, you''re going to marry me legally!¡±


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    Brendan''s pupils constricted abruptly. "Don''t even think about it!¡±


    "Don¡¯t reject me in such a rush.¡± Charlene said casually, "I won''t pressure you nor force you. However,


    the thing that you want will vanish with it simrly.¡±


    "You!" Brendan''s veins bulged up, and he red at Charlene as if he was looking at a piece of trash.


    "Are you threatening me?"


    "I''m not threatening you.¡± Charlene was afraid that Brendan would take her down with him as well. After


    all, Brendan was determined to acquire the information in her possession.


    "I just want to discuss it with you. Brendan, I''ve been dating you for a long time, and I need proper


    recognition. However, I''m not going to ruin your rtionship with Deirdre either. She can still have


    Kyran with her while I want Brendan to marry me."


    Brendan''s dark pupils turned still instantly as if he was pondering.


    Charlene cracked a proud smile because she knew that Brendan would agree to her request.


    Brendan did not refute just as she had expected. He said with cold eyes,¡¯ Do you think that a photo and


    trivial information is enough to get me to marry you? If you want more, you''re going to have to make an


    offer of equal value. I want a video recording with sound to ensure the person¡¯s identity.¡±


    It was not a difficult task for Charlene. She said, "I will give you what you want when you announce to


    the world that you''re marrying me.¡±


    Brendan did not speak. Instead, he turned around and left.


    Charlene grabbed his hand and said, "Keep mepany for a while more, will you? Is there nothing


    else between us other than a business deal, Brendan? Sit with me on the bed for a while.¡±


    Brendan pulled away from her grip coldly and exposed her without showing any courtesy when he said,


    "I find it disgusting to touch you!"


    After leaving, the sky was dim, as if it would rain heavily soon.


    Brendan pulled a photo out of his pocket. He could see the person''s face clearly from the dpidated


    environment.


    Hence, she was still alive.


    Brendan felt delighted because he knew that he could still make it up to Deirdre at the very least. Still,


    he knew even better that he would need to pay a price for dealing with Charlene.


    He sat in the car for a while before driving away. By the time he arrived at the mansion¡¯s entrance, it


    was already raining cats and dogs.


    The moment Brendan opened the door, Deirdre turned her head away from the balcony and expressed


    her joy. ¡®You''re home, Kyran!¡±

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    The balcony window was open, so Kyran reached out and shut it before pulling Deirdre into his arms.


    "Why are you standing here? Aren''t you cold?


    I wouldn''t like you catching a cold.¡±


    He was so caring and attentive, though he could not help but express seriousness at the thought of her


    health.


    Deirdre chuckled, a little guilty, and exined, "I heard it was raining out there, so I was worried the


    journey from Vige Alnwick would get a little bumpier. Good thing you came back so soon, though!"


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    She pressed the side of her head against his chest until a scent caught her attention. It was the same


    thing she had smelled from the previous night.


    Was it that woman again? Did he juste back from that woman''s side?


    Deirdre lowered her eyes, and Brendanm caught on. ¡®What''s wrong?"


    She shook her head and smiled. "Nothing! Are you hungry? I''ll make you something hot."


    "Nice."


    A little whileter, the weather worsened. The rain washed over the ground with palpable ferocity. The


    next morning was consequently colder.


    Deirdre told Kyran to put on an extra shirt for warmth and watched him leave. Then, she put on her own


    coat and left the house.


    She waited by the gate, and a whileter, a car stopped outside. The window rolled down and revealed


    Sam¡¯s face.


    Sam opened the door to the passenger''s side. "Get in, Miss McKinnon."


    She got inside, closed the door, and pointed out nonchntly, ¡°You came here all the way from Neve,


    right? I didn¡¯t expect you to be here so soon."


    "Oh. Right."


    Sam was a little startled but nodded nevertheless. He was not going to admit that he had decided to


    stay around the area and most certainly had not driven from Neve.


    "You asked me for help, so I cut back a little on my sleep toe to you as early as I could." He fibbed


    as he turned the engine on before changing the topic altogether. "Have you had breakfast? Should we


    grab some or head straight to the hospital?"


    Deirdre did not even blink. ¡®Take me to Brendan''s."


    Sam almost stomped on the brake. "What!?"


    "I said, take me to Brendan¡¯s ce."


    Sam was a little hard-pressed to get out of this pickle. ¡®You''re pulling a fast one on me, Miss McKinnon.


    You know how far he is from us, right?


    Besides, pardon my bluntness, but he... might not want to see you at all."


    "I know he¡¯s here," Deirdre insisted brusquely while making sure her rage did not get blown over. "I


    don''t care if he wants to see me or not. I''m seeing him today. If this is a difficult position for you to be in,


    then just abandon me by the front door of his house, and I''ll say I have never seen you at all today."


    "Miss McKinnon..."


    Sam was in a difficult position. In fact, he was wailing to himself in his thoughts. ¡®The godd*mned front


    door of his house is your own front door! I''ll just leave you back where you were!¡¯


    "Sam, how have I been to you?"


    The man immediately answered her, "Very good! You''re nothing but kind and good.¡±


    Deirdre cast her sight down. "I don¡¯t want to cajole you into anything, but I''m running out of options,


    Sam. I have to see Brendan today! If you can help me this once, just this once, I promise I won¡¯t ever


    trouble you again from this moment on."


    "Miss McKinnon, wasn''t it an explicit wish for the both of you never toe in contact with each other


    after the divorce? You know, letting bygones be bygones?" Sam reminded her helplessly. "I''m not sure


    what you''re trying to do with this."


    ¡®Let bygones be bygones?¡¯ Deirdre almostughed. If only the male side of the equation could keep his


    end of the bargain!


    "It''s not as simple as you think, Sam, but the point remains. I will see Brendan today. He doesn''t want


    to answer my calls, which leaves me no choice but to ask you for help." She clenched her jaw a little. "I


    Know he¡¯s here. Both of you are here. No one knows where he is better than you do, Sam. You''re the


    only one who can help."

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    Chapter 702


    Chapter 702


    Meeting Me Isn''t Without Consequences


    "Naturally, I''m very aware of whom you''re working for. I know he''s your boss. So, if you really can''t help


    me, then just send me back home. I won''t hold it against you,¡± said Deirdre despite already deciding to


    coerce Sam by capitalizing on his softr-heartness.


    She was sure Brendan would never punish Sam too much, even if he disobeyed his boss a little, which


    meant she could stand to be more forceful and get what she wanted. And yet, in the end, she could not


    find it in her to do it. Sam had been nothing but kind and helpful to her-she could not let herself force


    this same man into a corner and use him as a means to her end.


    "But you''re just going to try to see Mr. Brighthall through some other way if I send you back home,


    right?¡±


    Deirdre cast her eyes down. ¡®You''re not wrong.¡±


    He sighed. "Christ. I guess... I guess I could ask Mr. Brighthall to agree, if nothing else. I''m not allowed


    to make my own decisions, but I can at least suggest something to him.¡±


    He got out of the car and walked away.


    Deirdre''s heart began to race erratically. She was worried Brendan would reject her even as arge


    part of her dreaded seeing him too. By the time she snapped out of her panic, Sam was already getting


    back into the car." Miss McKinnon?"


    She clenched her fists a little.


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    She was stunned. Then, she nodded. She had at least reached her goal.


    As it turned out, Brendan was staying in a hotel nearby. Sam led Deirdre to the highest floor, gave her


    the directions, and said, "Mr. Brighthall wanted the meeting to be private, so you have to excuse me.


    You can knock on his door."


    She nodded and approached Brendan''s room.


    A mixture of sentiments and emotions awakened. She had really thought she was never going to look


    for Brendan again, but now?


    She raised her hand and retracted it. She raised it again and then put it down. Suddenly, a simple act


    of knocking on the door had be a struggle.


    It was then that a shadow loomed over her. She turned aside and saw the man¡¯s towering figure


    manifesting in her view.


    Did he just return from elsewhere too!?


    "So... You''ve got enough balls to threaten Sam but not enough to knock on my door yourself?" Brendan


    sneered.


    Deirdre was flustered. He had seen everything!


    She was still trying to make an excuse when the man suddenly leaned close, his frame easily


    breaching into her personal space.


    She turned pale and stepped back.


    Then she heard the sound of the door being unlocked.


    Brendan hade close to her only because he needed to open the door. Turning around to meet her


    gaze, he snorted mockingly. "Get over yourself. You don¡¯t interest me anymore.¡±


    A quiet blush crept into her cheeks as she clenched her hands into fists. She had to brave through


    Brendan''s jeers and mockery as calmly as she could.


    Deirdre followed his silhouette inside.


    Brendan poured himself a cup of water and took a sip with his eyes set on the young woman. "I heard


    from Sam that you were practically begging to see me. Now, why the would you want to do that? If it''s


    about Charlene, you can go ahead and Kill that hope before wasting any more of our time. I''m not


    going to help you."


    "I know." Deirdre gulped and maintained a facade of impassivity. She already knew that.


    "Oh? Then why are you here?" he asked. His voice had an obvious tinge of curiosity. Then, before she


    could even answer him, a sardonic smile crept into his lips, and he gleefully made his dehumanizing


    usation. "It¡¯s because he couldn''t scratch your horny little itch, isn''t it? So, you''ve got no choice but


    to scrape your knee to beg me."


    Deirdre finally showed some reaction. She lifted her head, her eyes red.


    ¡°Oh! Someone''s angry now!" he pointed out coldly. "But you should have known, McKinnon. There are


    consequences to insisting on meeting me.¡±

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    Chapter 703


    Chapter 703 What If I Am Kyranl?


    Deirdre''s rage dissipated in all of her weariness. He was right-she knew what she was getting when


    she chose to do this.


    Brendan stared down at her from his nose, his gaze unreadable. "So, why are you here, exactly?"


    Deirdre closed her eyes. "I want you to let Kyran live in peace."


    "What!?"


    She opened her eyes and swallowed the bitter lump forming in her throat. Her pretty, clear eyes were


    begging him. "Please,Brendan, if you¡¯re pissed about something, just vent it on me. Don¡¯t drag Kyran


    into it, please! He doesn¡¯t know. He doesn¡¯tdeserve it."


    The absurdity of this revtion crashed onto him. He gripped her chin tightly and pulled her closer in. "I


    wish I could crack your skull open just to see whatever the hell is eating your brain. You''re using me


    of venting my steam on Kyran somehow!?"


    ¡°Am I wrong?¡± A look of confusion swept across her face momentarily before certainty reced it.


    Kyran had not been acting like himselftely, and that woman had something to do with it. The only


    person she knew who was capable of putting those elements together was Brendan-she could not


    come up with any other reason.


    She lowered her eyelids. "It was my fault for trying to bring Charlene to justice, okay? If you want to


    punish me over it, then do so. I don¡¯t mind. I could even visit and apologize to her as long as you


    promise to stop harming Kyran, okay?"


    Brendan''s expression darkened. "You''ll bend your knees and apologize to someone who''d happily


    destroy your life... for Kyran''s sake?"


    Deirdre gave a weak, self-deprecating smile. "Yes."


    It was not like she had not done something like that in her life before. She had cast away her dignity for


    Brendan for so long. Inparison, she would be happy if all of this came in exchange for Kyran''s


    freedom.


    A strong wave of emotions shed in Brendan''s eyes. "You-"


    He swallowed his real response after a quick look flitted through his face. A sneer disced his prior


    expression. "I''ll admit to actually being excited for that, but unfortunately..."


    Deirdre''s eyes widened. "Unfortunately... what!?"


    He released her. "I didn''t do anything against Kyran."


    "Impossible!" Deirdre breathed hard. "He''s not himselftely. Hees homete, leaves too early,


    and always looks fatigued!


    He''s forced to entangle himself with a woman he clearly loathes and has to do it behind my back. Who


    else would have the power to force anyone into a position like that other than you!?"


    "Here''s the question: how are you so sure Kyran was forced to do anything with anyone?" Brendan


    retorted sharply, his eyes unwaveringly trained on her. "Maybe he found someone better. Maybe he


    enjoys a new p*ssy. That would exin why he''s so tired every day. Screwing two women at the same


    time will do that to a man. What''s so impossible about any of this?"


    ¡°Because he''s not you!"


    Deirdre curled her fingers into tight fists. She lowered her head and repeated, ¡°He''s not you."


    Brendan suddenly gripped her arms and thundered, "What if he were me, huh? What if I am Kyran!?"


    His strength,bined with how abrupt his manner was, startled Deirdre. She tried to wriggle herself


    out as hard as she could.


    "Let me go! Brendan! Let me g- Mmmf!"


    He suddenly lowered his head and forced his lips against hers, snuffing out any and every possible


    retaliationing out of her.


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    His kiss was so fierce that it left no room to misinterpret his possessiveness. He intended to crush all


    objections.


    His fingers dug into Deirdre''s arms like lobster ws as he pressed on with his kiss.


    Deirdre shifted from surprise to panic. She summoned her strength in an attempt to shove Brendan


    away and run, but that kiss sapped her strength away. It was as though the bones in her legs had fallen


    apart. She could hardly move when she fell onto the floor.

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    Chapter 704


    Chapter 704 I''ll Let Him Off The Hook When I¡¯m Satisfied


    "Feeling it already?¡± Brendan smirked, his eyes narrowing at the sight. He bent, looming over her, and


    gently tipped Deirdre¡¯s chin up at him.


    She pped her hand away as shame rose to take control of her. Everything about it was so


    embarrassing, yet Brendan was such a professional at kissing that even her rage could note up


    with any retaliation.


    She asked for it the moment she came to see him. She knew this was going to happen.


    She fought her shame at bay and clenched her hands. ¡°Why? Why are you doing this? If Charlene


    knows... She¡¯s not going to be happy about this!¡±


    The name seemed to have summoned dark clouds into Brendan''s gaze. Deadpanned, he replied,


    "Why? Because that''s who we are. That''s what all men are. Just because I love her doesn''t mean I''m


    going to save myself for her or something stupid like that. I can always indulge in my old bedmate if I


    do it behind her back.¡±


    ¡®His old bedmate... Me...¡¯


    Deirdre nched at the idea. She shot a look of disappointment at Brendan and rose to her feet. "I was


    never here.¡±


    She smoothed her shirt and started toward the door. Her finger was about to touch the doorknob when


    Brendan suddenly spoke.


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    "So, you''d rather let Kyran suffer."


    Deirdre froze.


    Brendan had an unlit cigarette in his mouth, and it seemed like he was not in a hurry to light it at all. He


    simply stared in her direction nomittally.


    In truth, Brendan had changed his mind. He needed Deirdre to believe he pressured Kyran into a


    compromising position and made hime homete. It was the only way to stymie Deirdre¡¯s


    investigation, which would reveal an even more horrible truth.


    Besides, Deirdre already hated him. She could not hate him any more.


    Deirdre whipped her head in his direction sharply, her eyes twitching.¡± Didn''t you say you had nothing


    to do with Kyran''s recent activities!?"


    Brendan snickered. ¡°Christ, why are you still so naive? You believed me just because I said that?


    Honestly, how could Kyran be in this spot if it weren''t for me, genius? He''s a big man, alright. He acts


    like he can take it on and doesn''t tell you a single thing. I actually expected him to beg me to stop when


    he finally couldn''t take it anymore. Or, you know, send his girlfriend to do it in his stead.¡±


    "You psychopath!" Deirdre¡¯s shock and rage crashed onto her. She wished she could obey her desire


    and p Brendan''s obnoxious face. "Why the h*ll are you doing this!? He has never offended you!¡±


    "Why?" Brendan lit and unlit mes from his lighter. "Maybe it''s because I''m bored as f*ck. I also don''t


    like it when other people take my stuff, even if it is garbage I''ve thrown away. He wants my trash? I''ll


    make him work for it.¡±


    ¡°You!¡± Deirdre¡¯s eyes were stung into tears. Her head was spinning. She had to dig her nails into


    herself to retain even the vaguest hint of self control. ¡°Whatever it is between us is over, Brendan


    Brighthall!¡±


    "So?"


    "So let him go!¡± She wailed in despair. "Vent it on me.¡±


    "You asked for it," Brendan replied coldly, the way he had designed his persona to be. He lit up a


    cigarette. "Remove my name from your cklist and stay in the mansion with your phone by your side


    at all times. Wait for my message. Come to me whenever I want you."


    Deirdre¡¯s eyes were red. ¡°And what happens if I do that? Will you let him go?¡±


    "Only when I''m finally satisfied. Sam? Drive her home."


    Deirdre returned to the car in a nigh-catatonic stupor. She was not responding to any of Sam¡¯s calls


    until finally, after gulping down the lump in her throat, she forced a smile.


    "W-Were you talking to me, Sam? What is it?¡±


    "Um, we''ve arrived.

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    Chapter 705


    Chapter 705 Look For Him


    Deirdre shook herself awake and unbuckled her seatbelt. "Oh, God. Sorry. I was lost in thoughts.


    Thanks for bringing me home.¡±


    "Don¡¯t mention it.¡± Sam hesitated for a moment before asking, "Um, Miss McKinnon, you don''t look so


    good. Are you okay? Did Mr. Brighthall say something demeaning again?"


    Deirdre wished that was the extent of his humiliation back there. She wished that was all it took for this


    to end.


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    But Brendan clearly enjoyed dragging it out. Deirdre resented him for it, yet she was clearly too hapless


    to do anything about it.


    She could not say much to Sam, so she smiled and assured him that she was fine. Pulling out her


    phone, she asked, "Can you help me remove Brendan''s number from my cklist?"


    Sam had never worked with an old model before this, but it didn''t take him long to get used to it. It took


    him only a minute.


    Deirdre thanked him and left.


    Then, for days on end, Deirdre lived in a constant state of anxiety and distress. She would jump,


    prepare herself mentally, and then proceed to answer any call from her phone. What she did not


    expect, though, was that none of the calls was Brendan''s. It was either Den or Glenna on the other


    end.


    A week passed, and Deirdre began to wonder whether Brendan had forgotten all about her. It was a


    good thing, but Kyran continueding homete and leaving early in the morning, which broke her


    heart.


    Then, e afternoon, she finally received a call from Brendan''s number. She was almost too


    excited. "Brendan!"


    There was a pause from the other end. When the other party spoke, the voice was that of a stranger¡¯s.


    "Miss McKinnon? Hello. I''m Mr. Bright hall''s assistant."


    "His assistant?¡±


    She had never heard this voice before, but it was unmistakably Brendan¡¯s number. Biting her lips, she


    discarded caution and asked, "Where¡¯s Brendan? Why isn''t he the one talking?¡±


    The man on the other sideughed sarcastically. "He''s busy in a meeting. He doesn¡¯t have the time to


    talk to you.¡±


    Deirdre understood the subtext. Brendan simply found even the thought of talking to her unappealing.


    Her fingers curled slightly into her hand, and she asked, ¡°Then why did he ask you to call me?"


    The man was direct. "He wants you to meet him at Sigh and Sea. 8:00 p.m."


    "Sigh... and Sea?" It was a ce she had never heard of before. She bit her lips again. "What kind of


    ce is that?"


    The man sneered. "You''ll know once you''re there. Mr. Brighthall also instructed you not to bete and


    put on your best look. Bottom line? Don''t embarrass him."


    The stranger cut off their call with that.


    Deirdre¡¯s face turned pale. Brendan had been quiet for so long it had put her on pins and needles for


    an extended time, only to deliver a punch straight to her gut. To ask her out at a time like 8:00 p.m.? If


    Kyran returned home early tonight, he would see her on her way out!


    Even so, she had to do this to free Kyran from Brendan''s bind. She needed to do this so they could


    move to Germia and never need to look back.


    She gnashed her teeth and called Kyran. He seemed to be very busy, as it took him a while to finally


    answer her in his usual gentle voice.


    "Dee? Hey, what¡¯s up?¡±


    His voice immediately assuaged her anxiety and distress. She found her courage returning. "What time


    are youing home tonight?"


    "Is... ls something going on?¡± He audibly hesitated. He sounded restricted as if he was in a bind. "I¡¯m


    going to be homete tonight, sorry.


    Something''s keeping me here. If you need anything-"


    "No, I''m fine!¡± Deirdre replied and feigned a chuckle. "I just thought of asking. If you''reing home


    toote, I''ll tune in for the night early, okay?¡±

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    Chapter 706


    Chapter 706 Brendan''s Choice For a B*tch


    "Well, I''ve been telling you to do that for a while now, haven''t I?¡± Kyran replied softly. ¡°And turn off the


    lights too. I''ll only be home in the wee hours of the morning, tops. Go ahead and get some rest before


    me.¡±


    ¡®Early morning, then? Well, that''s enough time.¡¯


    Deirdre clutched the edge of her skirt tightly.


    "Don''t... work yourself too hard, okay? When everything''s finally over, we... We''ll move to Germia.¡±


    "Yes, we will.¡± He let out a soft chuckle. "I''ll marry you there.¡±


    Deirdre''s ears were still red and burning when the call ended, but she did not have the luxury of time to


    enjoy it. She marched to her closet and took out a dress. A simple touch-up with lipstickter, she let


    her hair down just as her phone rm beeped.


    She took her keys and hailed a cab. It hardly took her that much time¡ªthis was the moment when the


    city''s nightlife was starting.


    ¡®''To Sigh and Sea, please.¡±


    Deirdre had a guess on what kind of establishment it could be, and it turned out to be just as she had


    expected. She was about to enter when the bouncer stopped her.


    "Members only. Show your card or beat it.¡±


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    The bouncer scanned her. She was a real looker, this one. Too bad she had to pawn herself off in such


    an unrespectable gig.


    "Don''t think you can get inside by looking pretty, little bird. I''ve gotten used to your type. Move aside,


    and don''t block the hallway!"


    "No, there must be a mistake. I was invited here. Brendan Brighthall invited me!"


    The bouncer snorted. "Funny joke,dy."


    Deirdre was about to argue more when a woman¡ªa staff judging from her uniform-approached them.


    "Is this Miss Deirdre McKinnon?"


    ¡®That''s me!¡±


    The staff studied her as contempt tainted what should have been a professional smile. ¡°She''s here on


    an invitation. I''ll bring her in.¡±


    She turned to Deirdre and beckoned her. "Follow me!"


    The young woman nodded. She tried her best to make out the directions but tripped a little over the


    bouncer''s foot. The staff quickly noticed it and questioned aloud, "Are you blind?"


    It was rude, but Deirdre had gotten used to it. She nodded.


    "Holy sh*t! You''re really blind." The staff frowned. "Well, at least you look good."


    Deirdre did not understand herment. She smoothed her sleeves and asked, "Where''s Brendan?"


    "Oh, he¡¯s upstairs. I''ll take you there."


    ¡®Thank you."


    Deirdre followed the staff, her footsteps a little unsteady. Once they reached a room, the staff


    announced, ¡®¡¯This is it. Go ahead on your own. I''ve got other stuff to do."


    ¡°Right.¡± Deirdre took a sniff at the scent of cigarettes perforating the entire area. It stung her nose-she


    knew immediately that this was neither safe nor respectable. Still, for Kyran¡¯s sake, she steeled herself


    and opened the door.


    The boisterous peals ofughter inside died instantly. The room was dark, and Deirdre could not make


    out how crowded it was.


    Still, when all eyesnded on her, she clenched her fists.


    "W-Where is B-Brendan B-Brighthall?"


    "So, you''re the one he¡¯s sent in?" a middle-aged man with a cigar in his mouth asked as he ogled at


    Deirdre as though he was admiring wine." Brighthall sure has taste in his b*tches. He picks only the


    most beautiful and nothing else."


    "Yea! Look at her! She could have be a celebrity with beauty like that. Maybe we should enjoy her


    before everyone else out there does right now."


    The crowd roared intoughter as the res they leveled on her turned more and morescivious.


    Deirdre might not be able to see, but she could sense danger in their gazes.


    Her heart raced.

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    Chapter 707


    Chapter 707 Let¡¯s Teach This B*tch a Lesson!


    "Where''s Brendan?" Deirdre demanded.


    "Brendan''s not here, sweetheart!" The middle-aged man brought his beer mug toward her and


    caressed her cheeks.


    "You''re here to serve us."


    Serve? Deirdre''s eyes trembled. She pped the man¡¯s hand away.


    "Don''t touch me!"


    The crowd erupted intoughter.


    "Oh! Spicy!"


    The middle-aged man grabbed her hand with the strength of a lobster¡¯s w.


    "But what if I¡¯m touching you, huh? What are you gonna do about it, huh? Brendan got you here to be


    our entertainment for the night, sweetheart. Make us happy, and we''ll make you very happy too!"


    Deirdre''s quivering eyes turned red. She was shaking. Brendan had sent her there to be their


    ything!?


    Achill ripped through her innards. Every breath felt like a stab to her lungs. No wonder Brendan had


    told her toe here and to put on something " nice¡±. He never nned to let her live in peace-he


    wanted to humiliate her to win back Charlene¡¯s heart!


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    The man reached out again. "Come drink with me, babe!¡±


    Deirdre gnashed her teeth, shoved the man away, and lurched at the handle to the door. She tugged-


    and felt her blood turn to ice. The door would not budge.


    Someone had locked the door from the outside.


    "F*ck!" The middle-aged she shoved had crashed onto the couch while everyone else was watching.


    Hugely embarrassed, he regained her bnce and decked his heavy hand across her cheek. "You''re


    the one wh*ring yourself out for cash, so stop acting like a princess waiting for us to please you!"


    A jolt of pain stung Deirdre as her lips shed with her teeth. Before she could recover from the p,


    the man yanked her hair and mmed her down on the table, the shockwave causing beer bottles to


    roll and fall in a racket.


    The room was silent for a moment before a cheer erupted. "Oh! Atta boy, Mr. Cruz! Teach that b*tch a


    lesson!"


    "Yeah! Before every where starts thinking they are better than us even though they''re supposed to suck


    our d*cks for money!"


    ¡°Brighthall would be pleased to see Mr. Cruz educate his stubborn b*tch into submission, I bet. Who


    doesn''t like a girl who knows her ce and manners?"


    Mr. Cruz relished in the tteries. He held his cup and pried Deirdre¡¯s lips open before pouring beer into


    her mouth. It stung so badly the poor young woman shook her head as hard as she could, but her arms


    were grappled by someone else. Her eyes watered.


    Her face was stricken with beer as the crowd jeered and gibbed.


    Deirdre trembled and wished she could kill herself. She was being treated like an animal for


    entertainmentpletely dehumanized.


    And this was all Brendan''s fault.


    During her struggle, her coat slipped and exposed her ivory-fair shoulder. It must have summoned one


    of the men¡¯s lust as he caressed her exposed skin instantly. "No wonder Brighthall picked her. She''s a


    f*cking million- dor, which means she must feel like a million dor to f*ck!"


    Mr. Cruz narrowed his eyes and began to undo his belt excitedly. ¡®Time to teach this b*tch some


    submission!"


    Then, right in front of everyone, he reached out to tear Deirdre''s dress apart.


    Desperation was all that was left. She looked at the ceiling, tears rolling from either edge of her eyes.


    At that moment, the door was suddenly kicked open. At first, the crowd was clearly incensed-someone


    had decided toe in at the wrong time, after all. Then, when they saw who it was, they were


    stunned for a moment before greeting with smiles.


    ¡°There you are, Brighthall! I was about to teach this b*tch a lesson! Give me some time to savor the


    moment; you can wait there. And then we can talk about our proje"

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    Chapter 708


    Chapter 708 This is All Your Fault!


    Mr. Cruz had hardly finished his sentence when a very stormy-faced Brendan threw a punch at Mr.


    Cruz''s nose.


    The older man wailed and copsed on the floor as blood sprayed from his broken nose.


    That was only the beginning. Brendan''s face had twisted into a vein popping, nightmarish glower. He


    grabbed Mr. Cruz by his cor and dished out more punishment square on his face. Every hit was rock


    solid, and even as blood was spraying, there was no sign of Brendan lessening his force.


    It happened so quickly that the crowd was too startled to say anything or pull him away. They just


    gawked at him, though one of them managed to be aware enough to cry out, "What are you doing,


    Brighthall? That''s Mr. Cruz right there! You''re going to need his favors, right!?¡±


    "Since when have I ever needed any f*cking favor from a sh*thead!?" Brendan thundered, his eyes


    dangerously red. His gaze was so sharp it was like the service end of a dagger, and the man promptly


    shut himself up, pale. Brendan gave a few more kicks to the older man on the floor as hard as he


    could. He wished he could murder him already, but Deirdre''s welfare was his priority. He removed his


    coat and covered her with it.


    His finger grazed her skin, and he felt her shaking. It felt like a knife had sunken into his chest. Taking a


    deep breath to suppress his roaring emotions, he said, ¡°I''m sorry... But I''m here now. I''ll bring you out of


    here.¡±


    He pulled Deirdre into his arms and made his way to the door.


    Mr. Cruz, who finally regained some consciousness, rose unsteadily from the floor with his hand on his


    face.


    "F*ck you, Brighthall! F*ck you!" he shouted almost unintelligibly.


    "How dare you do this to me!? You f*cking piece of sh*t!"


    The crowd shut up. They could not afford to offend Brendan or Mr. Cruz.


    Meanwhile, Brendan turned to re at him.


    "You think being a hot sh*t in Neve makes you the king of everywhere else, punk!?" Mr. Cruz


    continued. "Mark my word, d*psh*t, you''ve made a very powerful enemy today!"


    Brendan snorted. ¡°Ha! Do your worst."


    Why would he give a sh*t to hacks like Mr. Cruz? He never had and never would.


    He shot a look at Sam as soon as he stepped out of the room before giving a simplemand, "Don''t


    let even one of them escape."


    Sam nodded and led a gang of bodyguards inside. Then, he closed the door.


    Brendan cradled the woman in his arms even more tightly as he cursed at his own tardiness. He had


    already suspected something amiss when Charlene started acting even dingier than she already was,


    but it took a call from Den about Deirdre''s disappearance to clue him in about her possible scheme.


    Had hee any secondter...


    Achill swept across his eyes as belligerent lividity shadowed his face. None of the employees dared


    step in his way as he stormed out of Sigh and Sea.


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    They broke out of the entrance, where the wintry air greeted them. He gripped the young woman a little


    harder and said, "It''s alright now, Deirdre. It''s over."


    There was no response¡ªnot even a stir. Brendan freed his one hand to pull the car door open. He


    identally touched her elbow, and suddenly, Deirdre drew a sharp breath and shivered even harder.


    Brendan''s pupils dted. "Are you hurt?¡±


    He pulled the coat away from her.


    He froze. Her face was marred with fresh, ongoing tears. She stared at him, her face devoid of


    expression. The nipping wind seemed to have stung her awake a little because she gnashed her


    chattering teeth and said, ¡°Unhand me!"


    Brendan reeled and softened his tone as much as he could.


    ¡°Deirdre, are you hurt? Let me take a look, okay?"


    He reached out to the woman''s arm. In a sh, he felt a p across his cheek.


    The burning sting quickly spread across his whole face like wildfire.


    She was still shaking. Forcing back her tears, she shouted, ¡°Stop pretending already, for f*ck''s sake!


    This is all your fault! You really think I¡¯d suddenly adore you and thank you just because you''re the one


    who rescued me from the fire you started!?"

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    Chapter 709 You Should Have Let Me Die With My Child!


    Deirdre was hysterical. She lunged and pounded her fists on him in a post- traumatic fit. "Are you


    happy now? Huh? Are you finally satisfied now!?


    Nothing pleases you more than seeing me humiliated and dehumanized and suffering from a nervous


    breakdown, doesn''t it, you demon!? If you hate me so much-if you hate me this much-then why didn''t


    you let me die and rot in prison!? Let me die with my child, and I wouldn''t have to suffer all of your


    torment for no f*cking reason!¡± 1


    Brendan froze. It felt like a million thorns were stabbing his chest simultaneously, stinging him so much


    that his teeth chattered. It hurt, yet he could not even garner the strength to voice it.


    It took him a while to reel out of that pain. He threw his arms around her and squeezed her as tightly as


    he could, as though he was worried that she might vanish if he did not.


    "I''m sorry. I''m sorry... I should have protected you."


    He was muttering to himself as pain ravaged him.


    "You''re sorry?" It was a scoff. What an absurd sentence! And the sheer cruelty of its worthlessness¡ªit


    was as cheap as any sound a man could make, worthless precisely because it conferred no


    punishment and yet demanded unreserved forgiveness.


    "Unhand me." The icy wind made her tremble a little, but her gaze was even colder. "You disgust me!


    Everything about you disgusts me! You make me wretch!"


    Brendan had no retort. ¡°This ce isn''t safe. Just let me drive you home."


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    "Not safe?¡± Deirdreughed scornfully. "I''m the least safe when I''m with you!" Brendan froze.


    "Stay the h*ll away from me, Brendan. I hate you enough as it is. Do you really want me to go further!?"


    Brendan had lost all strength to say anything. Her words hit him like a sledgehammer, and the world


    suddenly seemed dark. He now knew how much he had lost. Even his strength to defend himself was


    gone because there was no argument in his defense


    Deirdre turned on her heels and made her way to the right, following the weak streetlight and the vague


    hues it illuminated.


    Brendan snapped out of his stupor and followed her closely.


    A young skateboarder was having the time of his life cruising through the mostly empty streets at high


    speed. He called out to Deirdre from a distance, warning her to move aside, but a confused Deirdre


    simply took a staggering step back.


    She fell into Brendan''s arms just as the young man made a near-brush crash in the opposite direction.


    Brendan shot an icy re at him. ¡°Watch where you''re going next time."


    The young man cowered. He nodded apologetically and ran away.


    Deirdre shoved Brendan away, but his gaze softened. "I know you hate me and would very much rather


    not see me, but you can''t see at all, remember? It''s hard to hail a cab, so I can''t possibly let you walk


    on your own,¡± he muttered gently. "At least ask a friend to pick you up."


    Deirdre quietly admitted to herself that there was no better way to solve her current predicament, so


    she decided not to be stubborn and pulled her phone out of her pocket. She called Glenna.


    Then, she sat on a stone bench by the roadside and waited.


    Glenna was fast. Deirdre hardly had the time to space out when her car arrived already. Getting out of


    her seat, Glenna espied the look on Deirdre''s face and felt a pang.


    ¡°Oh my God, what happened?"


    Deirdre shed her a smile and changed the subject.


    "I didn¡¯t expect you to be this fast."


    ¡°Office dinner. I was just on the neighboring street."


    Deirdre was a little embarrassed. ¡°Sorry. I stole you away, didn''t I?"


    "Honey, you take that back!" Glenna replied, feigning anger. "Nothing''s more important than you, Dee.


    How could I possibly leave you here, alone,te at night? You should pat yourself for calling me for


    help! Come on, get into the car!"


    Deirdre nodded, and Glenna helped her into the passenger seat. She hurriedly started the car engine


    and asked, ¡°Honestly, shouldn''t you be sleeping in the mansion at this moment? Why are you waiting at


    the entrance of Sigh and Sea?¡±

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    Chapter 710


    Chapter 710 I''ll Avenge You


    Glenna noticed the coat around Deirdre''s frame and asked, "Hmm. Did you go out with Kyran?"


    The way she said it made Deirdre think the young woman must have missed out on Brendan. It was a


    good thing, too-Deirdre would not know how to exin it otherwise.


    It was a good fib, so she took it. "That''s right. We were having dinner together today, but he had an


    emergency halfway through and just had to go. So, I called you."


    "Emergency my ¡°ss! He shouldn''t even think about leaving someone who has difficulty seeing by the


    roadside, alone, in the godd*mn night!¡± Glenna tutted, mildly irritated. "He should count his blessings


    that I was around. It''d have taken me at least half an hour to reach you if I were at home. That nerve!


    What if you got into trouble with some local thugs, huh?"


    Deirdre smiled. "I''m a grown-up, not a kid. I''ll scream if I get into trouble.¡±


    "That''s not what I meant! It''s Sigh and Sea itself, girl. I''m saying...¡± Glenna faltered. Failing to find the


    right words, she gave up.


    "Uh, never mind. Back to your home?¡±


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    "Not tonight,¡± Deirdre declined. There were marks and bruises on herself, and her mental state was too


    vtile to her own liking. Thest thing she wanted was for Kyran to notice anything amiss.


    "Is there a guest room in your ce, Glenna?¡±


    "Oh, a sleepover? Yes, yes, yes! Do you know how bored I am living all alone? I''ve got like so many


    spare rooms, and they''re all so empty!¡± She stopped herself. "Wait a minute. Aren''t you supposed to go


    home and be with your man or something? The two of you were practically glued together. Unless...


    "You two had a fight, didn''t you? Lord, I swear, if he pissed you off or if he said anything that rubbed


    you off the wrong way, you can tell me. I''ll give him a piece of my mind. Vengeance must be served!"


    "Wait, no!" Deirdreughed. "No, Glenna. He told me he was going to be busy until tomorrow night, and


    being alone at home like that can be scary.¡±


    "Oh. Okay, that sounds fair." Glenna was relieved. "Then you''re sleeping on my bed with me tonight! I


    have just bought two exact sets of new nightgowns, which is perfect! For this asion! We''ll look like


    sisters!"


    "O-Okay.¡±


    They chatted for about half an hour until, finally, they arrived. Glenna dropped Deirdre off at her home


    and told her, "I''m going to look for a spot to park my car, so you wait for me here.¡±


    ¡°Right.¡±


    Glenna¡¯s car had barely driven off when Deirdre pulled out her phone. After some mental preparation,


    she called Kyran. It took him a while to pick up. She could hear a faint noise in the background.


    The man seemed to be walking away from the source. Then, gently, he said, "Dee?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s fingers tightened around her phone. ¡°Kyran, you aren''t home yet, are you?"


    "No, I''m not. I need to meet a client. I think I can only go home around 1:00 am. or something, tops.


    What''s wrong? If you''re tired, just go to sleep. If you''re hungry, I''ll bring something delicious for you


    when I get back. How''s that, hmm?"


    The gentle concern in his phone formed a lump in Deirdre''s throat. She started to sniffle.


    "I... I''m not going to be home tonight,¡± she replied hesitantly.


    "This is why I''m calling you. I¡¯m staying at Glenna''s ce tonight. Don¡¯t worry about me. I''ll go home


    tomorrow.¡±


    Silence ensued. Then, he softly said, "I''m sorry."


    Deirdre froze.


    Kyran seemingly snapped out of it and added gently, "I''m sorry foring homete these days. If only


    I coulde home earlier to see you... You wouldn''t feel so alone.¡±


    "I... I don''t feel alone!" replied Deirdre, swallowing the onset of her sobs as hard as she could. "Don''t


    say that! You''re working hard for our future. I¡¯m happy just to be by your side. I''m very happy.¡±


    Kyran seemed to have something in his thoughts, but in the end, he simply said.


    "Take an early rest. Good night."


    "Right. Good night."


    The call ended just in time. Glenna was walking to her after parking her car.


    Holding the edge of her dress, Deirdre asked, "Where''s your bathroom, Glenna? I want to take a


    shower.¡±

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    Chapter 711 The Person In the Photo


    ¡®The bathroom is in the room. Let me show you where it is.


    Glenna led her to the room and got her some clothes. After the door was closed, Deirdre closed her


    eyes and took a few deep breaths.


    The things that had happened two hours ago were still ying vividly in her head. She would never


    forget the things that those people had done, and it would alle back to haunt her as a nightmare


    when she slept at night.


    Her stomach churned as she turned on the shower with trembling fingers. She took off her clothes, and


    her shoulders were filled with wounds because she had struggled to get free just now. She walked


    under the shower and began washing her body.


    She kept rubbing her body and did not stop until her skin had turned red. Then, she put on the clothes


    that Glenna had given her.


    When she came out of the bathroom, Glenna was talking to someone on the phone.


    She looked at Deirdre as soon as she came out of the bathroom and eximed, ¡°Oh my gosh, Deirdre,


    these pajamas look so good on you! How can you look so good in everything? Kyran really is such a


    lucky b* stard.¡±


    Deirdre felt embarrassed. Glenna got to her feet and asked, ¡°Where are your clothes? I¡¯ll help you


    wash and dry them. I think you¡¯ll be able to wear them tomorrow morning.¡±


    ¡®They¡¯re on the floor.¡±


    Glenna went to pick them up. When she grabbed the suit, she stuck her hand into the pocket and


    pulled a photo out.


    ¡°What is this?¡± Glenna asked.


    Deirdre turned her head around. ¡®What¡¯s the matter?¡±


    ¡°I found a photo in Kyran¡¯s suit pocket.¡±


    ¡°A photo?¡±


    The suit belonged to Brendan, and so did the photo. Even though she was surprised that there was a


    photo in the pocket of Brendan¡¯s suit, she was even more worried that there would be some kind of


    important information in the photo that might reveal his identity.


    With that thought in mind, she hastily said, ¡°Yeah, it¡¯s his suit, but I¡¯m not sure about the photo. I just


    put it in his pocket when I found it on the table.¡±


    ¡°Really?¡± Glenna turned the photo over, and when she observed the photo, her pupils constricted.


    ¡°Deirdre, the person in the photo¡­¡±


    By the time Den arrived, Keith had lost a few teeth and all the others had some bruises and wounds


    on their bodies and faces.


    As for Brendan, he was standing alone in the darkness with a burnt-out cigarette between his fingers.


    There were mixed emotions in his eyes, and no one knew what was going on in his mind.


    Den asked Sam and the others to stop before going forward to clean up the mess.


    After everything was settled, he walked up to Brendan.


    ¡®What happened? What made you lose your cool?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m sorry,¡± Brendan said as he set his jaw tightly. ¡°I¡¯llpensate you for ruining your cooperation with


    Mr. Cruz.¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t worry about that. It¡¯s just a small project, I don¡¯t really mind. I never took the


    Cruzs seriously either. I just want to know why you are doing this all of a sudden,¡±


    Den said. However, he soon realized something and found the answer as soon as he finished his


    sentence.


    ¡°Is it because of Miss McKinnon?¡±


    After all, only Deirdre was able to make Brendan lose his cool.


    Brendan did not say anything in return, and understanding instantly dawned upon


    Den. However, there was still something bugging him, so he said, ¡°Miss McKinnon doesn¡¯t mingle


    with them. How did she get involved?¡±


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    Brendan lit up another cigarette expressionlessly, and one could notice through the smoke that his


    eyes were filled with disgust.


    ¡°Charlene sent me away and then used my phone to call Deirdre to trick her intoing here,¡±


    Brendan said with a frown.


    Even though Brendan did not tell Den everything, he could more or less guess the rest.


    After all, everyone knew that Keith was a yboy. The reason he hade here was that he had toy


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    Chapter 712


    Chapter 712 Both of You Look the Same


    People always said that a leopard couldn¡¯t change its spots. Even though Keith had decided toy low


    for a while because of what he had done, he had given in to his desire. One could imagine what had


    happened to


    Deirdre when she had fallen into his hands.


    Den¡¯s face sank. He instantly understood what Deirdre had gone through. Therefore, he said calmly,


    ¡°Don¡¯t worry about Keith. I know exactly what to do with him.¡±


    Brendan did not say anything, and Den added with a frown, ¡°Besides, I want to know why you¡¯re


    letting her order you around like a dog.¡±


    Brendan snubbed the cigarette when he heard Den¡¯s question. However, it took him a long while


    before he parted his lips and said, ¡°Charlene has Ophelia¡¯s photo in her hands.¡±


    ¡°Ophelia?¡± The name rang a bell. Den searched his memory for a while before he jerked his head


    up. ¡°Isn¡¯t that Miss McKinnon¡¯s mother? I thought she was¡­¡±


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    ¡°She¡¯s still alive.¡±


    Den was stunned. If his memory served him right, the reason Deirdre hated


    Brendan to the bone was that she had lost everything when Ophelia had died.


    But now Brendan was telling him that Ophelia was still alive?


    ¡°What on earth is going on?¡± Den asked in a stern voice. ¡°Brendan, are you sure this isn¡¯t one of


    Charlene¡¯s tricks? How could a person whomitted suicide by jumping off a building havee


    back to life?¡±


    Brendan closed his eyes and replied, ¡°I have no idea either. When Ophelia jumped off the third floor,


    her face was badly mutted and the only thing left were her clothes, which were barely recognizable,


    so I naturally mistook her for Ophelia. What¡¯s more, I didn¡¯t want Deirdre to know that her mother was


    dead, so I chose to close the case hastily. Therefore, there is a chance that the corpse wasn¡¯t Ophelia.¡±


    ¡°But if she¡¯s still alive, why didn¡¯t shee back for Deirdre? And how did Charlene discover that she


    isn¡¯t dead?¡±


    Brendan shook his head. ¡°I just know that the person in the photo looks exactly like Ophelia. Other than


    that, I know nothing about her.¡±


    ¡°So¡­ You¡¯re trying to get more information so you can get to the women?¡±


    Brendan smiled bitterly and said, ¡°I owe Deirdre a lot. Even if the chance of this happening is slim, I


    don¡¯t want to let go of it. I¡¯m not sure if what I¡¯m saying is wrong or right, but one thing I¡¯m sure of is that


    if Deirdre knows that Ophelia is still alive, she¡¯ll do anything she can to find her, even if it means


    sacrificing everything.¡±


    Den let out a sigh. He did not know what kind of answer he should give either. After all, he would do


    the same in her ce.


    ¡®Where¡¯s the photo? Show it to me. Maybe I can get more information.¡±


    Brendan stuck his hand in his pocket, then froze as his face turned pale.


    ¡®What¡¯s wrong?¡±


    ¡°Deirdre has the photo¡­¡±


    Glenna frowned and looked at Deirdre. She was both surprised and confused.


    ¡°Deirdre, why does the person in the photo look like you?¡±


    ¡°Huh?¡± Deirdre was so stunned that she bit her lower lip.


    She thought it was Charlene¡¯s photo, so to avoid exposing the secret, she exined,


    ¡°That¡¯s probably me. Kyran took it some time ago.¡±


    ¡°No¡­ I¡¯m pretty sure it isn¡¯t you,¡± Glenna said. ¡°Although the woman in the photo looks very much like


    you, she¡¯s old. I believe she¡¯s about 50 years old.¡±


    Deirdre jerked her head up. ¡®What did you say?¡±


    ¡°She looks like she¡¯s in her mid-fifties. Her eyes look rather ssy too¡­ What¡¯s going on, Deirdre? Do


    you know who she is? Could she be your mother?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s pupils constricted. An idea surfaced in her head, and she forced herself to calm down.

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    Chapter 713


    Chapter 713 She¡¯s Still Alive?


    Ophelia was dead. There was no way Brendan would lie to her about this matter.


    But if it was not Ophelia, why would Brendan keep a photo of a woman who looked like her?


    Deirdre¡¯s heart began to pump faster and faster as an idea began slowly taking shape in her head.


    ¡°Glenna, can you tell me more about the photo? Can you tell where she is and who she¡¯s with?¡±


    Deirdre asked.


    Glenna looked at the photo closely for a while, but she could barely see anything because the photo


    was blurry. ¡°This photo is weird. It seems to me that she¡¯s in a room or something. She¡¯s sitting on a


    bed, and there¡¯s no one else in the photo.¡±


    ¡°What about her hair? And what is she wearing? Does she have long hair or short hair?¡±


    Glenna was startled by Deirdre¡¯s string of questions. She tried to calm her down by saying, ¡°Calm


    down, Deirdre. I¡¯ll tell you slowly.¡±


    ¡°Im sorry¡­¡± Deirdre pressed down her surging emotions and closed her eyes. If Ophelia was still alive,


    then she could not leave the country anymore.


    ¡°She¡¯s wearing a worn-out shirt and she has short hair.¡±


    ¡°Short hair? Are you sure?¡±


    ¡°Yeah,¡± Glenna replied firmly. ¡°Her hair reaches the nape of her neck. Oh yeah, her hair is also


    completely gray.¡±


    Deirdre shuddered. If the woman in the photo was Ophelia, then it meant she was still alive.


    She used to have long ck hair, but her hair had be short and gray. Deirdre could not imagine


    how hard the past five years had been on her.


    Glenna put down the photo and asked, ¡°What happened, Deirdre? She¡¯s your mother, right?¡±


    Deirdre shook her head and sobbed. ¡°I¡¯m not sure, Glenna¡­ My mother died five years ago¡­¡±


    ¡®What?¡± Glenna was dumbfounded. She only understood now why Deirdre would behave so strangely.


    Suddenly, she remembered something and asked, ¡®We found this photo in the pocket of Kyran¡¯s suit,


    so why don¡¯t you go ask him? It would be great if your mother was still alive.¡±


    The problem was that she was lying to Glenna. The suit belonged to Brendan, and judging from what


    she knew about him, he would not have put it off until now if he¡¯d wanted her to know this.


    ¡°Glenna¡­ This is kind ofplicated, and I don¡¯t know how to exin it to you¡­¡± Just as Deirdre was


    wondering how she should exin everything to Glenna, her phone rang.


    She answered the call and a deep, stern, maic voice wafted into her ear. ¡°It¡¯s me, Deirdre.¡±


    Deirdre clenched her teeth tightly. She did not know why Brendan was calling her at thiste hour, so


    she went into the bathroom and asked, ¡°Why are you calling me at thiste hour, Mr. Brighthall?¡±


    Brendan fell silent for a moment before saying, ¡°I remember that you still have my suit. Is that right?


    When are you going to give it back to me?¡±


    ¡°Give it back to you?¡± Deirdre¡¯s heart skipped a beat, and she said, ¡°I thought you weren¡¯t going to ask


    for it back, Mr. Brighthall.¡±


    ¡°That suit means a lot to me. Can you give it back to me tomorrow? I¡¯ll send you the addresster.¡±


    Brendanmanded her coldly. It seemed to Deirdre that he was not going to tell her anything, and


    her heart sank.


    She felt that he was hiding something from her, and it made her wonder who the woman in that photo


    was.


    ¡®When are you going to get your suit back?¡±


    ¡°As soon as possible. Oh yeah, don¡¯t touch my suit. I don¡¯t like other people touching my stuff.¡±


    After he finished talking, he hung up the call.


    Deirdre clutched her phone tightly. She knew Brendan very well, so she was confident that something


    was not right with him.


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    Chapter 714


    Chapter 714 Tobey Has Returned


    Deirdre bit her lip tightly. When she came back to her senses, she made another call, typing the phone


    number in her memory.


    After a short while, the call was connected and a sleepy voice rang out.¡± Who is it?¡±


    Embarrassed, Deirdre parted her lips and said, ¡°Madame Russell, it¡¯s me¡­ I¡¯m sorry for calling you at


    thiste hour. Were you sleeping?¡±


    ¡°Deirdre?¡± Eilis woke up and sat up straight. ¡°Of course not. I¡¯m still watching TV on the couch. What¡¯s


    the matter? Why did you call me all of a sudden? I thought you said you were going to Germia soon.


    Did you have a fight with Mr. Reed?¡±


    ¡°No¡­¡± Deirdre felt a gush of warmth surging in her heart. Eilis had always cared about her. ¡°Nothing


    happened between us. It¡¯s just that we were held back by something, so we haven¡¯t departed for


    Germia yet.¡±


    ¡°I see¡­¡± Eilis sighed. ¡°Well, on the bright side, it¡¯s good to stay home as well. After all, international


    calls are expensive. It costs a lot for you to call me like this, and I don¡¯t want you to spend so much


    money.¡±


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    Deirdre chuckled. ¡°Don¡¯t you worry about that. Kyran is rich.¡±


    ¡®Well, you¡¯re right. I feel morefortable since Mr. Reed is by your side. If it were someone else, I


    would have said no and sent them away,¡± Eilis said. ¡°Anyway, what made you call me at thiste hour?


    Do you need my help?¡±


    Deirdre lowered her head and said in embarrassment, ¡°Madame Russell, do you still have my mother¡¯s


    photo?¡±


    ¡°Ophelia¡¯s photo?¡±


    ¡®Yeah, well, I remember you having one. Do you still have it?¡±


    A susurration came from the other side of the line. It appeared to Deirdre that Eilis was getting out of


    bed. After a short while, Eilis shouted happily,¡± Found it! I knew I was right. Ophelia didn¡¯t like to take


    pictures, and she only asked the four of us to take a few photos together on a whim that day.


    I put one in Toby¡¯s room, and the rest were under my box.¡±


    Deirdre forced herself to calm down and asked, ¡°Do¡­ Do you mind sending one to me?¡±


    ¡°Of course not,¡± Eilis said. ¡°I really don¡¯t mind. I should¡¯ve given you these photos, but I didn¡¯t get the


    chance to give them to you because you left in such a hurry. If you want them, I¡¯ll bring them to you.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s okay. You don¡¯t have to bring them to me since you¡¯re so far away. You can just have someone


    send them over to me.¡±


    Eilis suddenly remembered something and said, ¡°Oh yeah, Toby ising back tomorrow. He said he


    was going to look for you, but I told him that


    After she calmed herself down, she opened the door and went out.


    ¡°Deirdre¡­¡± Glenna was waiting for her outside. When she saw Deirdre, she asked worriedly, ¡°Are you


    alright? You look really pale.¡±


    Deirdre offered her a smile and said, ¡°I¡¯m fine. I was just reminiscing about my mother.


    Anyway, I can¡¯t exin everything to you, Glenna, but can you do me a favor?¡±


    ¡®Yeah, sure.¡±


    ¡°Can you make a copy of the photo for me and get it back to me before morning?¡±


    Since Brendan did not want her to know about the photo, she would pretend that she did not know


    about it. As for whether or not the woman in the photo was her mother, everything woulde to light


    when Tobey came. mixed emotions surging inside of her. After she calmed herself down, she opened


    the door and went out.


    ¡°Deirdre¡­¡± Glenna was waiting for her outside. When she saw Deirdre, she asked worriedly, ¡°Are you


    alright? You look really pale.¡±


    Deirdre offered her a smile and said, ¡°I¡¯m fine. I was just reminiscing about my mother.


    Anyway, I can¡¯t exin everything to you, Glenna, but can you do me a favor?¡±


    ¡®Yeah, sure.¡±


    ¡°Can you make a copy of the photo for me and get it back to me before morning?¡±


    Since Brendan did not want her to know about the photo, she would pretend that she did not know


    about it. As for whether or not the woman in the photo was her mother, everything woulde to light


    when Tobey came.

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    Chapter 715


    Chapter 715 Kyran¡¯s Phone Is In His Car


    ¡®That¡¯s simple. My friend knows how to copy a photo. I¡¯ll get in contact with him now.¡±


    ¡®I¡¯m sorry, Glenna,¡± Deirdre said apologetically. ¡°You¡¯ve helped me so much, yet I still need you to help


    me do something at thiste hour.¡±


    Glenna smiled and said, ¡°You don¡¯t have to apologize to me. You¡¯ve helped me a lot, right? Besides,


    we¡¯re friends, and as friends, we should be helping each other.¡±


    Deirdre, who was touched by Glenna¡¯s words, nodded. She did not sleep well throughout the entire


    night. However, she still woke up very early the next day.


    She had not forgotten her promise to Brendan. Brendan was rather impatient as well, as he called her


    and asked where she was as soon as the clock struck eight.


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    Deirdre told him the address of the neighborhood. Glenna had already gone to work, so she walked to


    the entrance of the neighborhood alone. As soon as she went out, she captured the figure of a man


    through her blurred vision.


    ¡°Where is my suit?¡± he asked, getting down to business at once.


    Deirdre handed the bag to him. When Brendan took the bag, he realized that his suit was wet.


    ¡°I took a bathst night. I thought you didn¡¯t want this suit anymore, so I threw it on the floor. If you¡¯re


    not happy with it, I can help you clean it.¡±


    ¡®That¡¯s not necessary,¡± Brendan said calmly. He turned around to open the car door and said, ¡°Get in.


    I¡¯ll take you back.¡±


    Deirdre frowned and declined. ¡°I can go back by myself.¡±


    ¡°Get in the car if you don¡¯t want anything dangerous to happen to you again. Don¡¯t make me repeat


    myself,¡± Brendan said sternly.


    ¡®I will never be safe with you by my side.¡¯ Deirdre chided him inwardly. However, she could not say no


    to Brendan since he insisted on making her get in his car.


    As soon as she got in his car, Brendan started the engine. The two of them did not talk to each other


    throughout the entire journey.


    Deirdre¡¯s head was filled with the photo. She did not even realize that they had already arrived at their


    destination.


    ¡°Are we here?¡±


    Just as she began unbuckling her seatbelt, Brendan grabbed her hand.


    A secondter, Deirdre pulled her hand out of his grip and looked at him warily. ¡®What are you doing?¡±


    The light in Brendan¡¯s eyes dimmed as he said in a cold voice, ¡°Don¡¯t worry. I¡¯ve already told you many


    times. I¡¯m not interested in you. I just wanted to tell you that we haven¡¯t arrived yet.¡±


    ¡®We haven¡¯t arrived yet?¡± Deirdre frowned. She took a few deep breaths to calm herself down and said,


    ¡®Then why did you stop your car?¡±


    Brendan said, ¡°You haven¡¯t had breakfast yet, have you? There are a lot of restaurants here. Do you


    want to grab something to eat?¡±


    Deirdre was stunned.


    ¡®He is¡­ He¡¯s worried about me not having breakfast?


    Was he showing kindness to her, or was he putting on another show for her?


    Deirdre closed her eyes and opened them again in a second. ¡®Tm not hungry. Please take me back


    now, or I¡¯ll get out of the car.¡±


    Brendan fell silent. After a while, he unbuckled his seatbelt and said, ¡®Wait for me in the car.¡±


    Without waiting for her to say anything, he got out of the car. To prevent her from running away, he


    locked the door as well.


    Deirdre clenched the hem of her clothes tightly. Sometimes, she just could not see through Brendan.


    He had a vtile temper. One second, he might be the gentlest man in the world, but the next second,


    he might be the monster that everyone feared.


    She decided to call Kyran since Brendan was not around. She typed his phone number and ced her


    phone near her ear.


    A secondter, Kyran¡¯s phone rang in the car and Deirdre¡¯s face turned as pale as a sheet. She looked


    toward the source of the ringtone and her brain went nk.


    At that moment, Brendan opened the door. When he saw the shocked expression on Deirdre¡¯s face


    and heard the ringtone that belonged to Kyran¡¯s phone, his pupils constricted.

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    Chapter 716


    Chapter 716 A Shot In the Dark


    Deirdre''s hands were shaking. She tried to open her eyes as wide as possible to see clearly the man in


    front of her, but to no avail. She forced herself to calm down and asked, ¡°Why... Why is Kyran¡¯s phone


    in your car?"


    Brendan had never expected something like this to happen. He frowned and chided himself for his


    carelessness. He had been very cautious in the past and had always been meticulous about


    everything. Now, he had made a mistake because of the photo.


    However, he soon calmed himself down and said, "I met with him today."


    Deirdre became nervous. ¡°You met with him today?!"


    ¡®Yes, what''s the matter?" Brendan sneered.


    "Don''t worry. I didn''t do anything to him. We just had a little talk."


    Deirdre¡¯s heartbeat was getting faster and faster, and her chest was heaving up and down rapidly.


    What did you guys talk about?"


    ¡®¡®Well, we talked about a lot of things. For example, we talked about you."


    "Me?"


    "Didn''t you beg me to let him go? Honestly, I didn''t want to do it, but since I was the one who put you in


    a dangerous situation yesterday, I approached him. As long as he helps me with a favor, I''ll wipe the


    te clean.¡±


    Deirdre''s face turned pale.


    "What kind of favor?"


    "It¡¯s just a very small thing that¡¯s not even worth mentioning.¡± Brendan smiled coldly again.


    ¡°I just didn¡¯t expect him to be so careless. How could he drop his phone in my car?"


    Deirdre took a deep breath. Even though she was skeptical of the things that Brendan had told her,


    there was no better reason to exin why


    Kyran¡¯s phone would appear in his car.


    There was no way Kyran would keep in touch with Brendan just because he knew him. It was also


    impossible for him to¡­ Deirdre¡¯s expression changed as she said, "Give me his phone."


    Brendan handed her some bread and said, ¡®Til give it to you after you finish this."


    Deirdre was stunned. She did not want to ept Brendan''s kindness, but she could not say no to him


    since she wanted to take Kyran''s phone back. Therefore, she could only take the bread and take a bite.


    To her surprise, she liked the taste.


    In the past, Brendan would not have noticed something like this at all. She froze for a moment and then


    calmed herself down. How could


    Brendan know what she liked to eat? Deirdre did not know. Perhaps he had gotten it right out of pure


    luck.


    After she returned to the mansion, Deirdre clipped the copied version of the photo that Glenna had


    given her in a book. Then, Tobey called.


    "Deirdre, I''ve already arrived. Where are you? I''ll bring the stuff to you now."


    Deirdre was surprised. She had not expected Tobey to arrive so soon, so she hastily told him her


    address.


    After a while, the doorbell rang. Deirdre opened the door and found Tobe standing outside.


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    Tobey was stunned when he saw Deirdre''s face, and a hint of surprise crossed his eyes. Then, he


    smiled and said, "Deirdre,your face recovered?"


    Deirdre nodded. ¡®Yeah, my face recovered. I forgot to tell you about it." Tobey smiled helplessly and


    teased her.


    "You were originally out of my league, and now that your face has recovered, I feel even more inferior


    to you. You were right not to choose me."


    "Tobey..."


    Tobey let out a heartyugh and said, ¡°Don''t take it so seriously. I''m just joking. Can Ie in now?¡±


    Deirdre hastily moved aside to make way for Tobey. Tobey, who was holding a lot of things, asked,


    ¡®¡®Where should I put these things? All of them are edible, and although you can find them here, my


    mom insisted that I bring them over to you."


    ¡®Thank you,¡± Deirdre said.


    ¡®¡®You can just put them in front of the door."


    Tobey smiled and pulled the photo out. ¡°What about this? This is Mrs. McKinnon''s photo.¡±

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    Chapter 717


    Chapter 717 Provocation


    Tobey knew that she could not see with her eyes, so he described the photo to her. "Mrs. McKinnon


    looks very healthy in this photo. She''s smiling brightly at the camera.¡±


    Deirdre remembered that Ophelia had been very nervous at the time. She had been worried that she


    would not look good in the photo, so she had taken her best outfit-a flower dress-out and put it on.


    Unfortunately, she was too skinny, so the dress had not suited her well.


    She had taken a rope and tied it around her waist, and Deirdre had felt like crying upon seeing what


    she had done. She had leaned on her mother''s shoulder and said, "Mom, when I make a lot of money,


    I''ll buy many beautiful dresses for you. We will stay in a big house, and you won''t have to push a cart


    down a muddy road anymore when you go to the market.¡±


    However, little had she expected that she would be the one to cause her mother¡¯s death.


    Deirdre''s eyes turned red around the rims, and she smiled.


    ¡°I remember you saying that the flowery dress looked good on my mother."


    "Yeah. Although things are different now, I''m sure your mother would be very happy to see that you


    have a wonderful life."


    As soon as he finished speaking, Deirdre¡¯s expression changed, and she said, "Tobey, actually, there is


    one more thing I need you to help me with.¡±


    Tobey raised his eyebrows and asked, ¡°What is it?"


    "Wait for me here.¡±


    Deirdre went upstairs to bring down the book with the copy of the photo clipped inside. As she fumbled


    downstairs, she carefully flipped through the book.


    Perhaps she was distracted, as she missed a step.


    Tobey reacted rapidly and took a hold of her before she fell down. Luckily, it was already thest step,


    so she was not injured.


    "You need to be more careful."


    ¡°I''m sorry..." Deirdre said apologetically as she tried to stand up straight.


    Suddenly, the door opened up.


    When Kyran saw the two of them hugging each other, his pupils constricted. His rationality was telling


    him to stay calm, but his brain had already gone nk, and he could not calm down upon seeing how


    close they were standing to each other. Before he knew it, he had already rushed forward and grabbed


    Tobey''s arm tightly.


    "Get away from her!"


    He flung Tobey away as he red at him menacingly.


    ¡°Kyran?¡± Deirdre was stunned. This was the first time she saw him so angry, so she hastily exined,


    "Kyran, calm down. It''s Tobey.¡±


    It went without saying that Kyran knew the man was Tobey. He knew exactly what Tobey was up to.


    "When did you two see each other?"


    "Us? Not long ago." Deirdre''s face turned slightly pale as she clenched her fists. "What''s the matter?¡±This is property ? N?velDrama.Org.


    Deirdre did not know why but she felt that the man in front of her was not Kyran upon seeing how


    aggressive he was. She felt like he was...


    ¡°Nothing...¡± It was only then that Kyran regained hisposure. He knew he had lost his cool, so he


    calmed himself down and said in a gentle voice, "I thought there was a stranger in the house, just like


    last time.¡±


    "I see..." Deirdre smiled. Then, she introduced Tobey to him. ''This is Tobey. He''s Madame Russell''s son


    and my...¡±


    ¡°Let me introduce myself." Tobey suddenly chimed in, interrupting Deirdre. With a smile, he


    straightened his tie, lifted his chin, and extended his hand to Kyran. "I''m Deirdre¡¯s childhood friend. I


    can say that, right? After all, her mother always said that we were like two peas in a pod.¡±


    Even though he sounded like he was making a joke, Kyran felt that he was provoking him.


    His face sank a little. He did not take Tobey¡¯s hand and he said, "I¡¯ve heard about you. You''ve done a


    great job taking care of Deirdre all these years. It''s thanks to you that she can be with me without


    worrying."

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    Chapter 718


    Chapter 718 I Don''t Want to Let Go of You


    "Kyran..."


    Deirdre felt that there was something wrong with them. She bit her lip and asked, "Why did youe


    back so early today?"


    Kyran pushed the hair in front of her forehead to the back of her head gently and said, "What''s the


    matter? Did you not want me toe home early to keep youpany?¡±


    "That''s not what I meant..." Deirdre''s voice became lower. "I was just a little bit surprised."


    Kyran grabbed her hand and brought her over to his side. "It''s been a long time since I spent time with


    you, so I decided to spend the day with you today.¡±


    Deirdre let out a dryugh.


    For some reason, she felt that Kyran was putting on a show to unt their close rtionship in front of


    Tobey.


    This made her feel slightly ufortable. She did not like to act all lovey- dovey in front of people she


    knew.


    "So he''s the boyfriend you''ve been talking about, Deirdre?" Tobey chimed in. "He doesn''t seem at all


    like what you told me. You said that your boyfriend was very gentle and understanding, but it now


    seems to me that he is kind of... aggressive? I''m sure he must be very sessful in his career."


    Kyran squinted his eyes, and Tobey said with a smile, "Since you''re not avable today, we should


    meet again some other time. I have an appointment with my friend, so it''s time for me to go.¡±


    "Okay." Deirdre nodded.


    "Take care of yourself, Tobey.¡±


    "Okay, remember to call me when you''re free. As long as you want something, I won''t hesitate to help.¡±


    Tobey shifted his gaze from Deirdre over to Kyran. Then, he left with a grin on his face.


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    As soon as the door was closed, Kyran asked, "What is he talking about? What did you ask him to help


    you with?"


    It went without saying that Deirdre could not let Kyran know about the photo. She was worried that he


    would confront Brendan if he learned about it.


    "It''s nothing..." Deirdre said as she clutched the book tightly. "I just asked Tobey to help me take care of


    my mother''s house after we left."


    "You could¡¯ve told him just now. Why did he ask you to call him again?"


    ¡°Kyran?¡± Deirdre blinked. She felt that Kyran was in a bad mood today. After a long silence, she asked,


    "Is everything alright, Kyran? It seems to me that you''re in a bad mood today."


    Kyran froze. He felt like someone had hit him in the head and he realized what he had done. Perhaps


    he had taken on the role of Brendan and he had been too emotionally tense for too long. When Tobey


    had provoked him just now, he had lost control of his own emotions.


    ¡°I''m sorry. I didn''t mean to be so harsh with you.¡±


    Deirdre lowered her head and said, ¡°It''s okay. I''m just worried about you. After all, you seem like you


    just had a bad day.¡±


    And that scared her.


    Kyran fell silent for a moment and slowly pulled her into his arms. He took a breath and said in a deep


    voice, "I''m sorry. I didn''t mean it. I just... I just feel insecure. I was scared and worried, so I lost my


    temper there.¡±


    ¡®You feel insecure?¡± Deirdre raised her head to look at Kyran.


    ¡®Yeah. I haven''t offered you any help ever since we got together. I have to leave early ande back


    late every day, and you have to stay at home alone at all times. I have failed as your husband,¡± Kyran


    said, mocking himself. "I was worried that you would leave me to be with Tobey. After all, he can give


    you a better life than I can.


    ¡°But Deirdre, I don''t want to let go of you. I can''t live without you.¡±


    Deirdre''s pupils constricted. As she listened to Kyran''s desperate and helpless voice, she felt as if


    something had struck her and her heart melted.


    She was confident that anyone would be touched when they heard what Kyran had said, let alone her.


    After all, he was Kyran. He was always calm and collected and could solve every problem to perfection.


    He had been with her through thick and thin. She just had not expected a perfect man like him to feel


    scared. She did not know that he could feel insecure as well and that he thought he did not deserve to


    be with her.

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    Chapter 719


    Chapter 719 Are You Going to See Him Tomorrow?


    "Kyran..." Tears streamed down from Deirdre''s eyes. She lowered her head, and her voice sounded


    choked when she said, ¡°How could you think like that?"


    He should feel more secure than anyone.


    "No matter what happens, I won''t leave you. I love you, and unless you don¡¯t love me anymore, I''ll


    always be by your side. I promise you,¡± Deirdre said with a smile, her eyes filled with tears. ¡®You''re


    better than me, and it''s my honor to be with you. I don''t understand why you would feel so insecure.


    You shouldn''t feel this way...


    ¡®Tobey has only treated me like his younger sister since we were kids.


    We''re like brother and sister. The fact that I didn''t choose to be with him in the past means that I''ll never


    be with him in the future either."


    Kyran cupped her face between his hands and asked, "Really?"


    Deirdre nodded sternly. Kyran lowered his head and kissed her. Deirdre felt embarrassed as she said,


    "Is my face salty? It''s filled with tears."


    "It''s sweet," Kyran whispered into her ear. ¡°It''s because you shed them for me.¡±


    Kyran''s breathing was gradually bing ragged with each passing minute. The tips of Deirdre''s ears


    turned red, as she knew what he wanted to do now. In a second, Kyran had scooped her up in his arms


    and walked over to the room.


    Deirdre knew what was going to happen next as she buried her head embarrassingly in his chest.


    It was a long night for both Kyran and Deirdre. Kyran kept his emotions in check and stayed focused


    while giving his all to Deirdre.


    Toward the end, Deirdre was so exhausted that she could barely move her fingers and toes. It was


    Kyran who took her into the bathroom.


    She could not hold her head up to look Kyran in the eye. On the contrary, Kyran was looking at her as


    he tried his best to hold back a smile. Finally, it was Deirdre who kicked him out of the bathroom.


    She took a bath for a while. She only put on her bathrobe and went out of the bathroom after the


    soreness had subsided.


    The room was filled with cigarette smoke. When Deirdre came out of the bathroom, Kyran snubbed out


    the cigarette and opened the window to make the smell dissipate.


    "How do you feel? Is everything alright?¡±


    Deirdre nodded in embarrassment. Then, she asked, "Why are you smoking again?"


    Kyran rarely smoked, especially in front of her.


    "I just felt like smoking,¡± Kyran replied. He was worried that Deirdre would catch a cold, so he closed


    the window. "Are you going to meet Tobey tomorrow?"


    Deirdre was stunned when Kyran mentioned Tobey. She thought about the photo and nodded carefully.


    ¡°Can I?"


    "What?"


    "Can I go see him?"


    Kyran chuckled and kissed her. "What do you think I am, Deirdre? You can see whoever you want to


    see. I won''t stop you or interfere. If you want to see him, just go ahead.¡±


    Deirdre heaved out a sigh inwardly. If Kyran had not allowed her to see Tobey, then she did not know


    what she would have done next.


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    "But..." Kyran continued. "Make sure you keep an eye on your surroundings when you''re outside and


    give me a call when you''reing back. I might be able to pick you up."


    "Okay."


    Kyran left very early the next morning. Deirdre¡¯s mind was focused on the photo, so she did not sleep


    for too long. She put on a shirt and went downstairs. Then, she called Tobey and told him to meet up


    with her in a coffee shop.


    By the time Deirdre arrived in a car, Tobey was already waiting for her in the coffee shop. When he saw


    Deirdre, he waved at her and said, ¡°Deirdre, over here."


    Deirdre walked over and took a seat. When Tobey saw the hickey on her neck, his smile froze. Then,


    he said, "Deirdre, why didn''t you put on a turtleneck?"


    "A turtleneck?" Deirdre asked. "It''s almost summer, and the weather is good today. It would have gotten


    a little bit hot if I had worn a turtleneck today..."


    Tobey chuckled. "It seems like you haven''t noticed yet."


    "Noticed what? Is there something on my neck?" Deirdre asked as she ran her fingers over her neck.


    Suddenly, she realized something and her cheeks flushed red with embarrassment.

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    Chapter 720


    Chapter 720 He Doesn''t Respect You


    The things that happenedst night surfaced in her head. Kyran had not gone easy on her at all,


    especially not on her neck. She felt that he must''ve left a very obvious mark on her neck.


    It was very embarrassing, and she could not raise her head up. Tobey got to his feet and said, "Wait for


    me here."


    Then, he went out of the coffee shop. After a few minutes, he came back and handed a bag to Deirdre.


    ¡°Put it on."


    Deirdre stuck her hand into the bag and pulled a scarf out. She wrapped it around her neck, finally


    feeling a bit better.


    Tobey tapped his finger on the table and said with a fake smile, "Deirdre, it seems like your boyfriend


    doesn¡¯t respect you."


    Deirdre raised her head.


    Tobey added, "He knew that you wereing out to see me today, yet he did this to you. He didn''t


    care at all about how much trouble what he did would cause you, and I don''t think you''d really like to be


    in the limelight because of it either."


    Deirdre fell silent. Tobey was right. However, Kyran had been very considerate, so he shouldn''t have


    done this on purpose.


    Maybe his emotions had gotten the best of himst night. After all, even she did not know what she had


    donest night in the heat of the moment.


    "He didn''t do it on purpose..."


    Tobey sighed and said, "Deirdre, do you love him so much that you''ll defend him even though he did


    something wrong?"


    Deirdre bit her lower lip, and Tobey added, ¡°No offense, but I have a lot ofments about your


    boyfriend."


    He still vividly remembered Kyran¡¯s hostility when he had first met him. He smiled and said, ¡°He''s not


    as perfect as you say he is.


    At least he''s not that gentle, and I can sense that he doesn''t like me. Are you sure you''re not being


    tricked by him?" i


    Deirdre did not know what to say. She knew very well why Kyran would behave like that, but she could


    not tell Tobey about it.


    "He had a bad day yesterday. He isn¡¯t like that normally."


    "That''s exactly why it¡¯s a problem." Tobey frowned and said, "Some people are naturally good at acting.


    He kept his true face hidden for a long while to get you in his hands. But what happens now that he has


    achieved his goal? Can''t you see how easily he lost his temper in front of me yesterday? This means


    that he¡¯s not as good or as perfect as you say he is.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s face turned pale. It was true that she had been shocked by Kyran¡¯s actions yesterday, but she


    still chose to stand on Kyran''s side.


    ¡®Tobey, I¡¯m an adult. I have the ability to judge whether a person is good or bad. I know you care about


    me and worry that I might get deceived by other people, but Kyran is a good man. There¡¯s no reason


    for him to deceive me.¡± Deirdreughed lightly and said, "I''m sure you know that I''m blind and my face


    was disfigured in the past. I can''t even take care of myself. I thought I was going to spend the rest of


    my life that way, but Kyran didn''t mind. He¡¯s the one who stayed with me through my darkest days.


    "So I know very well what kind of person he is. He might lose his temper over something, but I can


    assure you that he''d never hurt me."


    Seeing how confident Deirdre was, Tobey smiled lightly and said, "Since you trust him so much, there''s


    nothing I can say. I''m just an outsider after all.¡±


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    ¡°I''m sorry, Tobey.¡±


    "Don''t be,¡± Tobey said. "I''m not going to break you up. I just want to remind you that he isn''t as good as


    you think he is.


    "Since you think you know him very well, there''s nothing I can say. After all, I just met him once, so I


    might be wrong about him."

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    Resent Reject Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 721


    Chapter 721 Switched


    Deirdre nodded while Tobey came back to the point of the conversation by saying,


    ¡°You sought my help yesterday, but you haven¡¯t managed to tell me what sort of help


    you need.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s breathing felt much heavier upon hearing that. She clutched a book she held


    tightly.


    ¡°Tobey, please don¡¯t be too surprised by what I¡¯m about to tell you.¡±


    ¡°What¡¯s going on?¡±


    Deirdre regted her breathing for a while. ¡°It¡¯s possible that my mother is still alive.¡±


    Tobey¡¯s eyes were filled with disbelief upon hearing that.


    Deirdre continued. ¡°I¡¯m unable to exin this matter fully. All in all, I wasn¡¯t with my


    mother during her death, and I only found out about her death after a long time. I


    gradually epted the information, but then this photo came.


    She pulled the photo out of the book. ¡°My friend told me that the person in this photo


    looks about 70% simr to me and about my mother¡¯s age. Can you please help me


    to take a look if it¡¯s her?¡±


    Tobey¡¯s expression turned serious as he took the photo.


    Deirdre could not help feeling anxious. Every breath she took felt extremely heavy.


    She would fight Brendan if Ophelia was still alive.


    In the end, Tobey folded the photo and said, ¡°Deirdre, I apologize that I have to be the


    bad person in this scenario. The woman in the photo is not Mrs. McKinnon.¡±


    Glenna passed the photocopied photo to Den.


    Den threw away the cigarette butt and tore up the photo into shreds before saying


    gently, ¡°Glenna, thank you for your willingness to follow my instruction to edit the


    photo into someone else.¡±


    ¡®You don¡¯t have to thank me because I didn¡¯t do it for you.¡± Glenna¡¯s eyes were tainted


    with conflicting emotions, and she asked with a ghastly pale face, ¡°Are you sure that


    you¡¯re not lying to me, Mr. King? Is the woman in the photo really Deirdre¡¯s mother?


    ¡®Yes.¡± Den leaned on his car and chuckled. ¡°No, perhaps she is not.¡±


    Glenna furrowed her eyebrows tightly. ¡°What the heck is going on here?¡±


    Den dealt with the photo casually. ¡°The truth is just as I told you on the phone. The


    woman in the photo is under someone¡¯s control. Brendan and I are looking into this


    matter in secret. If Deirdre were to find out about the matter, the situation would get


    out of hand.¡±


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    He softened his tone and said, ¡°It¡¯s a veryplicated situation. I understand that it


    might be very difficult for you to betray Deirdre, but there isn¡¯t another better way. We


    can¡¯t allow her to be a part of this in view of her condition. However, I¡¯m d that


    you¡¯re still willing to trust me at this point.¡± i


    Glenna clenched her fists tightly and avoided his gaze. She did not wish to be


    charmed by Den¡¯s face again.


    ¡°Everything that I did is for Deirdre. Hence, I did it willingly if what you said is true.


    However, if you were to deceive me¡­¡±


    ¡°I won¡¯t. I might deceive anyone to achieve my goal, but I¡¯ll never deceive you.¡±


    Den¡¯s eyes and eyebrows were smiling, and his beautiful eyes were slightly raised,


    making him appear affectionate. Perhaps it was precisely due to this reason that no


    one knew about this icy cold, reckless heart that he kept hidden.


    Glenna smirked in self-mockery and turned around in preparation to leave.


    Den said calmly, ¡°Glenna, what I said still counts. If you still intend to be with me,


    feel free toe and meet me anytime. Even though I can¡¯t give you sincere feelings,


    I can still take care of you as your identity deserves.¡±


    He had almost etched the words ¡®I don¡¯t love you¡¯ into his remark.


    Glenna almost felt faint. She turned her head to look at him and had difficulty


    suppressing the emotions in her chest. She clenched her fists tightly and asked,


    ¡°What do you mean by you can¡¯t give me sincere feelings, but you can still take care


    of me as my identity deserves?¡±

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    Resent Reject Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 722


    Chapter 722 I Wonder if I¡¯ve Offended Someone


    Den pondered for a moment.


    Before he could answer, Glenna sneered and said, ¡°Mr. King, you make the act of


    sleeping with someone sound so refreshing and refined.¡±


    Den furrowed his eyebrows ever so slightly. ¡°That¡¯s not what I mean.¡±


    Glenna asked, ¡°What do you mean then? You don¡¯t love me, yet you want to take care


    of me as my boyfriend. What else are you trying to say if not this?¡±


    She mocked herself by saying, ¡°Should I feel honored that I¡¯m capable of charming


    Mr. King with my appearance and identity? I should be grateful that I¡¯m so blessed.¡±


    Den subconsciously shifted his gaze to the face and figure that Glenna was


    referring to.


    The woman belittled herself improperly. In truth, Den found her to be very pretty,


    and her figure was also quite amazing.


    He swallowed a gulp of saliva without his notice. Den said, ¡°It¡¯s possible that I


    spoke inappropriately without considering your feelings. What I¡¯m trying to say is that I


    know that I¡¯ve disappointed you in some ways, so I am good withplying with you


    to make you happy. I can do many things with you as long as it¡¯s for your happiness.¡±


    ¡°For my happiness?¡± Glenna could not refrain from bursting out withughter. She


    ¡°Mr. King¡­ Oh, I¡¯m sorry. Den, you¡¯re so good at insulting others.¡±


    Even if Den was trying to appease someone, he would never say something so


    blunt in view of his high emotional intelligence. In other words, he was insulting her


    repeatedly so she would know how he found her feelings for him ridiculous.


    ¡°I¡¯m not.¡± Den furrowed his eyebrows.


    Glenna did not wish to listen to his exnation anymore. ¡°Don¡¯t worry. I¡¯m best at


    knowing my limits. You don¡¯t need to remind me over and over again. I don¡¯t have


    feelings for you anymore.¡±


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    Den¡¯s gaze changed rapidly when she said that.


    Meanwhile, Whn walked out of thepany building. ¡°Glenna, I saw you standing


    at the door for a long time. Why haven¡¯t youe inside yet?


    You¡¯re going to bete for the meeting. Aren¡¯t you worried that the devil is going to


    chastise you?¡±


    Glenna avoided Den¡¯s gaze,posed herself, and said, ¡°I¡¯ve almost forgotten


    about the meeting. Let¡¯s go.¡±


    ¡°Hmm.¡±


    The man walked side by side with Glenna. Den narrowed his eyes as he witnessed


    the scene that he found to be an eyesore.


    ¡°Deirdre, I apologize that I have to be the bad person in this scenario. The woman in


    the photo is not Mrs. McKinnon.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s mind went nk for a moment. ¡°No? Could you please look closely again?


    Is it really not her? You went to study abroad in high school, so it¡¯s possible my mother


    has changed, and you can¡¯t recognize her¡­¡±


    ¡°Deirdre.¡± Tobey considered and said, ¡°Mrs. McKinnon is my godmother too. I wouldn¡¯t


    mistake her for someone else. Perhaps you can keep the photo for yourself and


    attempt to search for an answer by yourself when you can see.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s eyes were filled with anxiety. She shook her head and said, ¡°It¡¯s fine. It¡¯s


    possible that I¡¯m overthinking the situation. How can a dead person possibly be


    resurrected? If she was still alive, there¡¯s no reason why she shouldn¡¯te and see


    me.¡±


    Tobey ordered a dessert from the waitress and changed the topic of conversation.


    ¡°You came in such a rush, so you haven¡¯t managed to eat yet, right? Let¡¯s get some


    food in your belly so you won¡¯t get sick.¡±


    ¡®Thank you.¡±


    Deirdre took a few bites, but the food was tasteless to her.


    She did not show it, but she continued to chat with Tobey by asking him about work


    recently.


    Tobey said jokingly, ¡°Speaking of work, I wonder if I¡¯ve offended someone, to be


    honest.¡±


    Deirdre was stunned. ¡°Why?¡±


    ¡°Initially, Ipleted a project, so I was given half a month of break from work. I was


    supposed to go home, but something happened to the project on my way home. It¡¯s


    not unusual for the project to be problematic, but the problem is the partnerpany


    suddenly picking a fault. They named me the only person to handle the project, which


    took up a lot of my time.¡±


    Tobey smiled bitterly. ¡°However, they were still fine before I went on a break.¡±

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    Resent Reject Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 723


    Chapter 723 He¡¯s From Neve Too


    ¡°How is this happening?¡± Deirdre inhaled sharply. She agreed that it seemed


    intentional indeed. ¡°Are they doing this to dismiss yourpany because they are not


    nning on working with yourpany anymore, but they refuse to reject the


    ¡°No. The coboration is supposed to be a win-win situation for bothpanies.¡±


    Tobey was amused. ¡°Moreover, we did it because of them¡­ So, I would assume that it


    was Kyran whomissioned someone to distract me if I didn¡¯t know that you and


    Kyran had just gotten acquainted at the time.¡±


    Deirdre smiled and regarded it as a joke. After all, it sounded absurd.


    They chatted for a while more until Tobey¡¯s phone rang. He picked up the call and


    said, ¡®You¡¯re here too? Please hold on.¡±


    He asked Deirdre, ¡°I have a university friend who¡¯s nearby and wants to pass


    something to me. Will it be okay for my friend to drop by for a while?¡±


    Deirdre nodded. ¡°Of course.¡±


    Tobey announced the exact address to his friend and said after hanging up the call,


    ¡°Speaking of which, my friend is from Neve too.¡±


    Deirdre was surprised. ¡°What brings him here then?¡±


    ¡°He is on a business trip. He is doing quite well in his career because he¡¯s working for


    a government-owned corporation and is highly appreciated for his capability. He might


    even get a promotion after this business trip.¡±


    Deirdre smiled. There were too many unpleasant memories in Neve for her, so she


    did not inquire further.


    Kyran¡¯s call came coincidentally.


    ¡°Is your hangout session over?¡±


    Deirdre said softly, ¡°Not yet.¡±


    ¡°Are you going to have lunch together?¡± Kyran sounded displeased. ¡°I¡¯m almost done


    with work today, and I would like to have the food you cook. Shall I pick you up so we


    can go home together? Hmm?¡±


    He spoke in a rather coquettish tone.


    Deirdre could not resist his charm and felt tenderhearted. She said softly,¡± Hold on, let


    me ask.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s all set. Send me your location, alright? I shall pick you up first. As for Tobey, if he


    is willing, he can join the lunch.¡±


    The sound of Kyran shutting the car door was heard. Deirdre told him her location


    before she looked toward Tobey in embarrassment.


    Tobey smiled and said, ¡°I overheard the conversation. I have something to attend to in


    the afternoon. You should go home with Kyran. I would be concerned about your


    safety if you were to go back alone. It¡¯s good that he¡¯sing for you.¡±


    Deirdre felt relieved. Tobey was considerate enough so she did not feel embarrassed.


    Afterward, Tobey¡¯s friend dropped by, and it sounded like a bubbly man. The man¡¯s


    gazended on Deirdre, and he patted Tobey¡¯s shoulder.


    ¡°Look at you. Have you finally been enlightened? You had so many women trying to


    date you in university, yet you refused to go on dates with anyone.


    I used to think that there was something wrong with you. So, it turns out that you keep


    your beautiful wife hidden, huh?¡±


    Tobey exined by saying, ¡®You¡¯ve misunderstood. This is my dear friend who is like a


    sister to me.¡±


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    ¡°Good friend?¡± The man¡¯s eyes lit up.


    Tobey understood his friend¡¯s intention, so he was determined to set his friend¡¯s mind


    straight. ¡°She has a boyfriend, and her boyfriend is very goodlooking.¡±


    The man heaved a sigh. ¡°Alright then. You¡¯re so good-looking, yet you¡¯re still single.


    What do I have to be afraid of then?¡±


    Tobey was amused. ¡°You¡¯re really fond ofparing yourself to others.¡±


    The man shoved him and said, ¡°Are you going to introduce us or not?¡±


    Tobey said, ¡°Deirdre, this is my friend from university, Jamie Lynch. This is my good


    friend, Deirdre.¡±


    Jamie extended his hand. ¡°Hello, hello, Deirdre.¡±


    Tobey pped away Jamie¡¯s hand. ¡°She can¡¯t see, so don¡¯t even think about using the


    trick.¡±

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    Resent Reject Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 724


    Chapter 724 I¡¯ll Be Mad if I Have the Audacity to Take His Woman


    Jamie feigned his anger. ¡°What do you mean? Do I look like that kind of person who


    takes advantage of women by shaking their hands?¡±


    Deirdre could not helpughing. She took it upon herself to extend her hand. ¡°Hello,


    Jamie.¡±


    Jamie was chivalrous indeed. He loosened his grip over her soon after they shook


    hands. Then, he asked enthusiastically, ¡°Are you from here, Deirdre? Do you know of


    any good ces to eat here? The three of us should go grab some lunch, my treat!¡±


    ¡°She¡¯s not living here. Moreover, she has been living in Neve for a few years, so I¡¯m


    sure that she wouldn¡¯t know about the food scene here.¡±


    ¡°Neve?¡± Jamie was surprised. ¡°I¡¯ve returned to Neve for three to four years since I


    finished graduate school, but I¡¯m actually unaware of such a beautiful girl living in


    Neve. It seems that I¡¯ve been staying at home for too long.¡±


    He was only joking, but Deirdre was thinking way too much.


    It was normal for Jamie not to notice her presence because she had been hated by


    everyone five years ago, forced to go into prison, and spent very little time going out


    because she lost her sight afterward, especially after meeting Brendan again¡­


    Deirdre¡¯s gaze dimmed as she thought about the man that haunted her for a longtime.


    Jamie said, ¡°I shall be the host today by taking all of you to lunch then.¡±


    Tobey exined on behalf of Deirdre, ¡°Forget it. Deirdre¡¯s boyfriend ising to pick


    her up.¡±


    ¡°Boyfriend?¡±


    Speaking of the devil!


    The ss door opened the next moment. Kyran¡¯s 1.8-meter-tall, muscr figure drew


    the attention of many people. His hair wasbed back casually, and his dark eyes


    exuded coldness. His facial features were wlessly handsome, and he exuded a


    presence that kept people at bay, yet people could not take their eyes off him.


    Someone inhaled sharply in the surroundings, but Kyran acted normal. He looked


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    around, and his gazended on Deirdre.


    He walked over, and Tobey¡¯s gaze turned colder. He kept a hand in his pocket.


    Kyran did not express his hostility in an obvious manner this time. On the contrary, he


    had a faint smile on his face. He nodded to greet Tobey. ¡°Mr. Russell.¡±


    Then, he wrapped his arm around the woman¡¯s slender waist and pulled her closer to


    him while he asked, ¡®Why are you standing?¡±


    Deirdre exined, ¡®Tobey¡¯s friend is here.¡±


    ¡°Friend?¡±


    Kyran shifted his gaze to look toward Jamie and nodded to greet him.


    Jamie was stunned. He furrowed his eyebrows and expressed his confusion. In the


    end, he could not refrain from asking, ¡°What is your name, sir?¡±


    Kyran paused for a moment. ¡°Reed.¡±


    ¡°Reed?¡± Jamie appeared conflicted. Soon afterward, he smiled and said, ¡± That¡¯s a


    goodst name.¡±


    Kyran nodded nonchntly and disregarded the matter.


    Deirdre said, ¡®Tobey, Jamie, we shall take our leave first.¡±


    ¡°Hmm. Stay safe and keep in touch for the next two days.¡±


    ¡°Sure.¡±


    Deirdre and Kyran walked away while Jamie was still constantly distracted from


    staring at them.


    Tobey teased him. ¡®Why are you still having trouble parting with her when she¡¯s


    already long gone? You can¡¯t have fallen in love with Deirdre for real, right? I¡¯m


    warning you that her boyfriend is definitely not a kind man.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m aware of that, of course!¡± Jamie cleared his name by saying, ¡°Her boyfriend


    wears a watch that costs more than 150,000 dors. He is on a totally different level,


    and I¡¯ll be mad if I have the audacity to take his woman!¡±


    ¡®Why were you looking at her then?¡±


    Jamie said with a frown, ¡°I was looking at Mr. Reed.¡± 1


    Tobey shifted his gaze to Jamie¡¯s face upon hearing that. He said meaningfully, ¡°I


    wasn¡¯t aware of your sexuality. It was no wonder you used to pester me to shower


    with me during university.¡±


    ¡°F*ck you!¡± Jamie was furious.


    Tobey burst outughing aloud and said, ¡°So, why were you constantly staring at him


    then? Could it be that you¡¯re acquainted with him?¡±

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    Resent Reject Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 725


    Chapter 725 Deirdre Is Going to Leave Him


    Jamie said, ¡°I¡¯m not too sure about that either, but I found him familiar.1 ¡°Familiar?¡±


    Jamie asked in a serious tone once again, ¡°Is hisst name Reed for real? Are you


    sure that he¡¯s not someone else?¡±


    ¡°Hmm. Aside from that, it¡¯s also impossible for you to have met him elsewhere before.¡±


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    ¡°Why do you say so?¡±


    Tobey said, ¡°If I¡¯m not mistaken, Deirdre told me that he grew up in Eastgene as a


    child and lived in Germia for a long time. You¡¯ve never been in either of these ces,


    so how can you be acquainted with him?¡±


    ¡°You¡¯re right.¡± Jamie said softly, ¡°Perhaps I¡¯ve mistaken him for someone else. I¡¯ll ask


    someone when I¡¯m back in Neve.¡±


    After getting in the car, Kyran asked, ¡°Are you going to reach out to Tobey in the next


    two days?¡±


    He remembered Tobey¡¯s remark even though it was no longer as provocative as


    before.


    Deirdre nodded. ¡°Tobey will be leaving the day after tomorrow, and that is why he is


    traveling between Vige Alnwick and here to stay in touch.¡± 1


    ¡°Leaving the day after tomorrow?¡± Kyran¡¯s expression rxed slightly atst. ¡°Are you


    going to see his flight off?¡±


    ¡°Hmm. There¡¯s no telling when we¡¯ll meet again after parting ways this time, after all,¡±


    Deirdre said in a soft, regretful voice.


    Kyran leaned over and bit her lips once when the car was stopped at a red light. He


    said in a hoarse voice, ¡°I¡¯m going to say something selfish. I hope that you can save


    all your unwillingness to part for me and pay a little less attention to Tobey.¡± i


    Deirdre looked up, her beautiful eyes lit and surprised. ¡°Kyran, are you jealous?¡±


    ¡°Hmm.¡± Kyran let out a muffled chuckle. ¡°I¡¯m very jealous.¡±


    Deirdre cracked a faint smile. ¡°You¡¯re adding worry to yourself.¡±


    Kyran held her hand and let go. ¡°Perhaps.¡±


    He was constantly feeling oppressed recently. He was constantly bothered by a


    feeling that Deirdre would leave him¡­


    The next day, Madame Russell came in Tobey¡¯s car. She was delighted to see


    Deirdre. ¡°You¡¯re really pretty¡­ You¡¯re too beautiful! You look exactly like Ophelia! I was


    in disbelief when Tobey told me that your face was already cured. I didn¡¯t expect that


    he was telling the truth.¡± i


    Deirdre felt extremely grateful that she looked more and more like her mother. She


    said smilingly, ¡®The doctor is highly skilled and performed surgery on me to restore my


    face.¡±


    Madame Russell held Deirdre¡¯s hands tightly and repeatedly said, ¡°That¡¯s wonderful,


    that¡¯s wonderful. It¡¯s just that you¡¯ll be moving to a ce so far away, so how am I


    going to take care of you on behalf of Ophelia, huh? If you were to get married¡­¡±


    Tobey said gently, ¡°Mom, you should show Deirdre the outfit you made for her.¡±


    Madame Russell turned around to wipe away her tears before grabbing the bag


    joyously. ¡°Deirdre, I was free at home, so I came up with the idea to make you a warm


    outfit. Put it on and show it to me so I can see if it fits.¡± The clothes fitted her extremely


    well and kept her very warm. Even though the weather was not cold, Deirdre could not


    bear to take it off.


    Afterward, Madame Russell paid a visit to the kitchen and prepared to cook


    enthusiastically. Deirdre wanted to help, but she was kicked out of the kitchen.


    ¡°I¡¯m going to get my hands on the kitchen appliances in the city today. No one is


    allowed to fight me for that. Go to the sofa to watch TV.¡±


    Deirdre was helpless and could only say, ¡°Come and ask us if you need any help,


    Madame Russell. We¡¯ll be in the living room.¡±


    She turned around and sat on the sofa while Tobey looked at the paintings on the


    wall. He said smilingly, ¡°I didn¡¯t manage to look around closely due to the urgent


    incident previously. I just came to realize that there are many paintings of renowned


    artists here.¡±


    ¡°Paintings?¡±


    ¡°Hmm. These paintings will sell at a high price of a few hundred thousand dors each


    in an auction.¡± Tobey heaved a sigh. ¡°It seems that Kyran is from an influential family.


    It¡¯s hard for me to imagine that he is actually a self-made entrepreneur.¡±

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    Resent Reject Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 726


    Chapter 726 What an Uncultured Woman You Are


    ¡®Yeah.¡± Deirdre felt a pang of pain shoot through her chest. She was confident that


    Kyran must have gone through a lot as well.


    ¡°This is the result of his efforts. It wasn¡¯t easy for him to get where he is today.¡±


    ¡®Yeah.¡± Tobey averted his gaze. Suddenly, he remembered something and chuckled.


    ¡°What¡¯s the matter?¡±


    ¡°Do you remember Jamie?¡±


    ¡®Yeah.¡± ording to Deirdre¡¯s memory, Jamie was a cheerful young man who liked to


    help other people.


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    ¡°Initially, he nned to invite the two of us to a meal today. But he suddenly thought of


    something, so he went back to Neve after his mission was over.¡±


    ¡°What did he think of?¡±


    Tobey continued indifferently. ¡°He said that he felt Kyran was familiar and he seemed


    to have seen him before in Neve. He remembered that he had a photo of him on his


    old phone, so he went back to get it.¡±


    Deirdre was stunned for a moment. Then, she smiled. ¡°He must¡¯ve mistaken Kyran for


    someone else. Kyran only works in Eastgene and Germia. He has only heard of Neve


    before, so there¡¯s no way Jamie could know him.¡±


    ¡°That¡¯s what I told him too, but he¡¯s very stubborn and he insists that he¡¯s right, so I


    just let him be.¡±


    Deirdreughed.


    Then, Eilis served them a table of dishes. When she brought the dishes out of the


    kitchen, she asked Deirdre where Kyran was.


    Deirdre remembered that Kyran had gone out in a hurry that morning. She hesitated


    for a moment before she said, ¡°He¡¯s been busy with work these days. Let me give him


    a call.¡±


    ¡°Okay, you should go call him. Even if he¡¯s busy with work, he has to eat too.¡±


    Deirdre found a quiet spot and called Kyran. Unfortunately, she could not get through


    to him even though she had made a few calls. She returned to the house and said,


    ¡°Kyran said he¡¯s busy, so he¡¯s noting.¡±


    Eilis shook her head in disappointment, and then Tobey said gently, ¡°Mom, he owns a


    bigpany. He has to handle more than a hundred documents every day, so it¡¯s


    normal that he¡¯s busy and not as free as normal people like us. You don¡¯t have to


    worry about her.¡±


    ¡°Sigh¡­ I¡¯m just worried that Deirdre¡­¡± Eilis swallowed the second half of her sentence


    and changed the topic. ¡°Anyway, let¡¯s eat!¡±


    After they finished their meal, Tobey suggested taking Deirdre and Eilis out for a walk.


    All of them then went downtown. They went shopping and watched a movie. After


    doing that, they took Eilis for a haircut.


    Eilis was satisfied with her new hairstyle, and when she asked them how much it cost,


    both Deirdre and Tobey decided not to tell her the real price.


    ¡°About ten dors.¡±


    ¡°Ten dors? That was expensive! The hair salon at the entrance of the vige can get


    it done for a dor.¡±


    Deirdre said, ¡°Well, you did not just have a haircut. You permed your hair too. Perming


    is definitely more expensive.¡±


    Eilis nodded in understanding. As she checked her new hairstyle through the mirror,


    the shopkeeper¡¯s enthusiastic voice suddenly came from the side.


    ¡°Ms. McKinney,e in, please!¡±


    Then, Deirdre heard a sharp and loud voice that she would never forget in her life.


    ¡°Where is the hair stylist that I made an appointment with?¡±


    ¡°He¡¯s right inside waiting for you.¡±


    Deirdre clenched her fists. She had not expected to run into Charlene here. It seemed


    to her that the world was truly small.


    There was nothing she could do other than try her best to avoid making eye contact


    with Charlene. It would be fine if she was alone, but Tobey and Eilis were with her


    now, so she wanted to avoid getting into trouble.


    Just as she turned around, Eilis got up to fix her hairstyle. She stretched her elbow


    back a bit and bumped right into Charlene¡¯s face.


    Charlene flew into a rage when she was elbowed by Eilis in the face. When she


    turned around and saw Eilis¡¯ outfit, she said exasperatedly, ¡°What¡¯s wrong with this


    hair salon? It seems to me that your quality and standards are getting lower and


    lower. How can you allow an uncultured woman like her in here?¡±

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    Resent Reject Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 727


    Chapter 727 Mr. Cruz Didn¡¯t Hurt You, Right?


    Eilis felt a bit embarrassed. Since it was her fault, she forgave Charlene for her rude


    so I didn¡¯t see you.¡±


    ¡®You didn¡¯t see me? Are you saying that I purposely walked into your elbow myself and


    allowed you to hit me? How is there any possibility that you didn¡¯t see me?¡± Charlene


    pressed on. She pointed at a shopkeeper and said, ¡°Hurry up and get this old thing


    out of this salon! Can¡¯t you smell her body odor? I¡¯m sure that her house must be a


    garbage dump. I can¡¯t believe that you guys are willing to serve her. Are you not


    worried that she might spread the virus and bacteria on her body to others?¡±


    Eilis¡¯s face turned pale when she heard Charlene¡¯s harshment about her.


    She had made the clothes on her body all by herself. Even though they were a bit


    worn out, she would take them off and wash them when they got dirty, so there were


    no stains on her clothes at all.


    ¡°What are you still waiting for?¡± Charlene sneered coldly. ¡°Hurry up and get out of


    here.¡±


    Before Eilis could say anything, a calm female voice rang out from a few feet away


    from them. ¡®There are even bacteria in the air, let alone on human bodies. Miss


    McKinney, if you feel that a ce full of bacteria is no ce for you, I suggest you go


    to a volcano. After all, no bacteria can survive in such a hot ce.¡±


    Charlene was stunned when she heard the voice. She raised her head, and when she


    saw Deirdre, a scornful smile appeared on her face. ¡°How have you been. Miss


    McKinnon?¡±


    Tobey frowned. ¡°Deirdre, do you know her?¡±


    ¡°Of course I know her. Not only that, but we¡¯re also old friends.¡± Charlene chuckled.


    ¡°Why didn¡¯t you tell me that she¡¯s your friend, Miss McKinnon? If you¡¯d told me earlier,


    I would certainly not have gotten angry at her. After all, birds of a feather flock


    together. It¡¯s normal for this older woman to do such things if she¡¯s your friend.¡±


    Anyone with ears would be able to discern what Charlene was implying. Tobey could


    not stand her anymore, but just when he took a step forward, Deirdre stopped him and


    said calmly, ¡°I admire you for having the courage to remain unfazed by people like us.


    Even though you came out of jail, you can still hold your head high and act as if you¡¯re


    above everyone else. Oh yeah, I heard that they only serve cold bread and soup in


    that kind of ce. Is that right? In that case, you must¡¯ve suffered a lot.¡±


    Without waiting for Charlene to say anything, Deirdre added, ¡°Ah, I get it now. No


    wonder you¡¯re going on a revenge spending spree and demeaning someone you don¡¯t


    know to make yourself look better.¡±


    Charlene¡¯s expression changed. She could sense that everyone was looking at her


    differently.


    Thest thing she wanted other people to know was that she had gone to jail before.


    However, Deirdre had to go as far as to expose this in front of everyone.


    She clenched her fists so tightly that her fingers stabbed into her palm. She gritted her


    teeth and said, ¡°At least it¡¯s morefortable than staying in jail!¡±


    Deirdre chuckled lightly. ¡°Miss McKinney, it isn¡¯t something that you should be proud


    of, so you better keep it to yourself. After all, you want to join people in polite


    Charlene calmed herself down and stared daggers at Deirdre.


    She did not know when it happened, but the moment she realized it, she hated


    Deirdre to the bone. If it weren¡¯t for her superior luck, she wouldn¡¯t have arrived at the


    fire first and saved Brendan. She hated her for her looks, her temperament, and her


    calmposure. It seemed to her that Deirdre was better than her in every possible


    way.


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    Even now, even after she had fallen from grace, she still had a sharp tongue.


    However, she thought of something and a smile crossed her face. ¡®Yeah, you¡¯re right. I


    don¡¯t like topare myself with other people since I¡¯ve always been perfect in


    Brendan¡¯s eyes. He loves me so much that he¡¯s willing to¡­¡±


    She paused midway through her sentence and said with a smile on her lips, ¡°Mr. Cruz


    didn¡¯t hurt you, right?¡±


    For a moment, Deirdre¡¯s pupils constricted. She was overwhelmed by a torrent of


    mixed emotions. She bit her lip tightly as she was assaulted by wave after wave of


    pain.


    The boisterousugh of the man, the way he had treated her like an object and a


    bargaining chip¡­ Everything that had happened that night made her feel so sick that


    she refused to recall it.

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    Resent Reject Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 728


    Chapter 728 Is He Really Kyran?


    Deirdre did not expect Brendan to tell Charlene everything, and that was what


    infuriated her the most.


    He used her pain as a tool to please Charlene. Otherwise, how would Charlene be so


    clear about what happened? i


    Deirdre closed her eyes and forced herself to calm down. After a short while, she


    opened her eyes and ignored Charlene. She turned around and looked at Tobey.


    ¡°Let¡¯s go.¡±


    Tobey could see that something was not right with Deirdre. He nodded, and the trio


    began walking toward the door.


    Charlene¡¯s lips curled up in a cold smirk as she said, ¡°Hold on for a second.¡±


    Deirdre stopped in her tracks.


    Charlene approached her and leaned closer to her. There was only a small distance


    between their lips as she said, ¡°Since both of us have known each other for so long,


    let me give you a hint. Are you sure the Kyran who shares the same bed as you is the


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    Deirdre froze. In the next second, she caught a familiar scent from Charlene, and her


    countenance turned ashen pale. She tried to search through her memory, but she


    could not remember where she had smelled it.


    Charlene looked at Deirdre triumphantly for a moment before turning around and


    leaving.


    Deirdre¡¯s face was still pale even after they left the hair salon. She still could not forget


    about the scent she caught from Charlene. If her memories served her right, she had


    never had any close contact with Charlely, so she did not understand why she


    felt the scent was so familiar.


    It was as if¡­


    ¡°Deirdre, who is that woman? Why does she have to be so¡­¡± i


    Deirdre returned to her senses and said apologetically, ¡°She¡¯s my exhusband¡¯s


    current girlfriend, so we¡¯re not on good terms with each other.¡±


    After she finished speaking, Deirdre asked herself, ¡®Does Brendan consider himself as


    my ex-husband?¡¯


    However, Eilis would keep asking if she did not exin their rtionship in that way.


    Eilis fell silent for a moment before saying, ¡°Well, you¡¯re going to Germia soon, so you


    won¡¯t be seeing her anymore.¡±


    ¡°Yeah,¡± replied Deirdre, smiling at Eilis, ¡°Let¡¯s get into the car. It¡¯s cold outside.¡±


    After that, the three of them went to a restaurant for lunch and put the things that


    happened in the hair salon to the back of their heads.


    In the evening, Tobey sent Deirdre back to her house. ¡°When are you going back


    tomorrow?¡±


    ¡°Eight in the morning.¡±


    ¡®Til send you off. Remember to call me when you arrive.¡±


    ¡°Okay,¡± replied Tobey. He stretched his arm forward and petted her head tofort


    her. After Deirdre got out of the car, she opened the door with the key and went into


    the living room.


    As soon as she switched on the light, she saw a figure on the couch. The living room


    reeked of alcohol.


    ¡°Why didn¡¯t you switch on the light?¡± Deirdre asked as she put her purse down.


    Kyran looked at her through his blurry vision. It seemed like he was drunk as he said,


    Tm a bit drunk, so I turned off the light to rest for a while.¡±


    ¡°What¡¯s wrong?¡± Deirdre went forward and put her hand on the man¡¯s forehead.


    ¡°Were you entertaining your clients again? How are you feeling now? Do you want me


    to make you some hangover soup?¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s alright¡­¡± Kyran clutched tightly at her clothes. ¡°Just stay closer to me.¡±


    When he learned the exact location of the ce in the photo this morning, he rushed


    over to the ce immediately, but unfortunately, he was toote. No one was in the


    house besides a few streaks of blood and fallen teeth. It was not difficult to imagine


    what Ophelia had gone through.


    And he was the one who brought this suffering to her.


    He was seized with remorse, but there was no way he could turn back time. He just


    wondered bitterly if Deirdre would still be so gentle if she learned all this, i


    He was confident that she would only be looking at him with her eyes filled with


    disgust, just like how she confronted him with a knife in her hand that day and hoped


    that he would die. 1


    Deirdre could detect the helplessness in his voice, and she was certain that he must


    have run into some kind of problem. She looked at him lovingly and sat on the sofa


    with her arms around him. 1


    None of them spoke to each other. After a short while, Kyran kissed her, and Deirdre


    closed her eyes.


    Suddenly, she cracked her eyes open.

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    Chapter 729 I Want to See Charlene


    Deirdre still could not see the man¡¯s face clearly. Kyran felt her stiffness and asked,


    ¡°What¡¯s the matter?


    Deirdre shook her head, but her heart was pumping rapidly in her chest. ¡°I¡­ I¡¯m not


    feeling well today.¡±


    Kyran nodded understandingly. He draped his jacket over her shoulders and said,


    ¡°Let¡¯s go upstairs and rest then. It¡¯s cold here, and you might get sick.¡±


    ¡°Okay¡­¡±


    After they went upstairs, Deirdre told Kyran that she was going to take a shower and


    locked herself up in the bathroom.


    She sshed her face with cold water, yet her head remained a muddled mess.


    ¡®Why would Kyran have Charlene¡¯s body scent on him?¡¯


    Suddenly, she remembered the thing that Charlene had said to her.


    ¡®Since both of us have known each other for so long, let me give you a hint. Are you


    sure the Kyran who shares the same bed as you is the real Kyran?¡¯


    If it were in the past, she would never believe in Charlene. She would only take it as


    one of Charlene¡¯s tricks to sow discord between her and Kyran, but she did not know


    about it now. After all, Kyran and Charlene were like two people from two different


    worlds. There was no way they would run into each other.


    ¡®But if Kyran isn¡¯t Kyran¡­ Then who is he?¡±


    ¡°Deirdre, are you taking a shower? Why didn¡¯t I hear the sound of water?¡± Kyran


    asked as he knocked on the door.


    Deirdre hastily replied, ¡°I wasbing my hair.¡±


    Deirdre finished her shower and came out of the bathroom. Kyran was so tired that he


    had fallen asleep. Deirdre listened to his steady snoring, and for some reason, she felt


    suffocated. She felt like she was getting drowned and could barely breathe.


    The next morning, when Deirdre woke up, Kyan wasing out of the bathroom.


    When he saw Deirdre had woken up, he apologized to Deirdre and said in a tired


    voice, ¡°I¡¯m sorry. I drank some beerst night and had to trouble you to help me


    change my clothes.¡±


    Deirdre smiled and said, ¡°With our rtionship, you don¡¯t have to feel embarrassed at


    all. It¡¯s just that you shouldn¡¯t drink so much beer in the future. It¡¯s not good for your


    health.¡±


    Kyran sat beside her and kissed her forehead. ¡°Are you worried about me?¡±


    Deirdre nodded, and he chuckled. ¡°Alright, I promise you I won¡¯t drink beer anymore


    from now onward.¡±


    ¡°You don¡¯t have to do that¡­¡± Deirdre said softly, ¡°You¡¯re a businessman, so you need


    to drink some while entertaining your customers. It¡¯s just that I hope you can make


    sure you won¡¯t get so drunk anymore.¡±


    ¡°Okay.¡± Kyran said, ¡°I¡¯ll do everything you said.¡±


    At the same time as Deirdre felt a gush of warmth in her heart, a surge of mixed


    emotions rose from her stomach pit.


    After she sent Kyran out, Tobey called her and told her it was time for him to depart.


    Deirdre got herself a cab and went to the airport.


    Tobey was waiting for her in front of the airport. When he saw her, he walked up to her


    and said, ¡°I didn¡¯t want you toe over here to send me off, but I thought that we


    might not have the chance to see each other anymore after you left for Germia, so I


    figured that I should see you again.¡±


    ¡°Well, I shoulde here and send you off,¡± said Deirdre. ¡°Where is your mother?¡±


    ¡°I asked her to stay at home since it would be difficult for her to get a cab back to


    Vige Alnwick.¡±


    After that, Deirdre and Tobey chatted until it was time for him to board the ne.


    Tobey seemed to have something to say to her, but he swallowed it back to his


    stomach pit in the end. He grabbed his luggage and boarded the ne.


    Deirdre gged down a cab after she got out of the airport.


    ¡°Where are you heading to,dy?¡± asked the driver.


    Deirdre was stunned for a moment and replied, ¡°Bring me to Gracious Pce.¡±


    It was the ce where Eilis got her hair cut the previous day. After the car stopped,


    Deirdre heard that there were only a couple of people doing some cleaning inside.


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    When they saw Deirdre, one of them walked up to her and asked, ¡°Are you here for a


    facial treatment or a haircut?¡±


    Deirdre took a deep breath and replied, ¡°I¡¯m here to see Charlene.¡±


    The staff was stunned for a moment. She told Deirdre to wait for her for a while and


    went to call the manager. The manager was not surprised and said something to the


    staff.

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    Chapter 730 Brendan Is Kyran


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    The staff member said, ¡°My manager told you to wait in the room. Miss McKinney has


    been waiting for you. She¡¯ll be there shortly.¡±


    Deirdre nodded and entered the building stiffly.


    After a while, Charlene appeared. When she saw the woman on the couch, a smile


    appeared on her lips as she said, ¡°It seems like you¡¯re not that stupid after all. At least


    you understood my hint.¡±


    Deirdre was not in the mood to argue with Charlene right now. She got down to


    business and asked, ¡°What¡¯s your rtionship with Kyran?¡±


    ¡°What¡¯s my rtionship with Kyran?¡± Charlene chuckled. ¡°Deirdre, do you really not


    know, or are you just pretending that you don¡¯t know?¡±


    ¡®What do you mean?¡±


    ¡°Kyran is Brendan, and Brendan is Kyran. They¡¯re the same person!¡±


    RumbleDeirdre¡¯s pupils constricted, and she froze on the couch as if she had been hit by a


    bolt of lightning. The answer felt like it was ripping open her heart and pulling out her


    soul. After she came around to her senses, she lifted her head and her eyes turned


    bloodshot. Gritting her teeth, she said, ¡®That¡¯s not possible!¡±


    There was no way Brendan could be Kyran. It was impossible! Their behavior was


    totally different, and it was impossible that they were the same person!


    Her chest was heaving up and down rapidly. Her face was pale as she got to her feet.


    ¡°If you don¡¯t stop saying stuff like this, then I don¡¯t think there¡¯s any need for us to


    continue this conversation.¡±


    Charlene stretched her arm out to stop her and sneered coldly, ¡°Wake up, Deirdre.


    Stop lying to yourself. You already have an answer in your mind, right?¡±


    Deirdre pushed her arm away. Her lips were trembling rapidly, and her blood was


    turning cold. ¡°Yes, I already have an answer in my mind, and that¡¯s that Brendan and


    Kyran are two different people. Charlene, if you think you can sow discord between


    me and Kyran this way, then I suggest you drop the thought, as it¡¯ll never happen!¡±


    She rushed out of the room, her heart beating rapidly below her ribs like a bird


    fluttering its wings madly in a cage.


    She did not know how long she had walked in the cold wind before she finally came


    back to her senses. Facing a probability that might break her down, she gritted her


    teeth and tears began to fall from her eyes.


    ¡®No, it¡¯s impossible.¡¯


    Kyran had appeared in her world when she had needed help the most. He was gentle,


    kind, and thoughtful. There was no way he could be Brendan.


    She took a deep breath, and the sharp, icy wind that entered her lungs finally calmed


    her down a bit.


    At that moment, the phone in her pocket rang. She pulled her phone out and


    answered the call. ¡°Yes?¡±


    Kyran¡¯s voice wafted from the other side of the line. ¡°Has Tobey boarded his ne


    already?¡±


    Deirdre was stunned for a moment before she replied, ¡°Yeah. He just boarded the


    ne not long ago.¡±


    ¡°Are you home yet?¡±


    ¡°Not yet. I feel bored at home, so I went out for a walk.¡±


    Kyran chuckled. ¡°You should go back early. It isn¡¯t safe for you to stay outside alone. If


    you want to go out for a walk, I¡¯ll take you out again tonight.¡±


    ¡°Okay¡­¡± Deirdre replied as tears streamed down her cheeks.


    She did not believe that a man like Kyran could be Brendan.


    When Kyran heard that she was sobbing, his voice became stern. ¡°What happened?


    Who bullied you? Was it Tobey? Did he say something to you again?¡±


    Deirdre wiped the tears off her face and said, ¡°Nothing happened. You¡¯re just being


    too sensitive. I caught a cold a few days ago and I have a sore throat.¡±


    ¡°Really?¡± Kyran calmed down and said, ¡°If you really are bored at home and don¡¯t


    want to wait for me, you can call Glenna. She¡¯s off work today.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s pupils constricted.


    ¡®Glenna? That¡¯s right! Why didn¡¯t I think of her?¡¯


    She remembered the conflict between Den and Glenna some time ago. She was


    like a drowning man clutching at straws now, but she did not care about anything else


    at the moment.

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    Chapter 731 Reconciled to Her Defeat


    After ending the call, Deirdre wiped her face and hailed a cab to head to Glenna¡¯s residence.


    She looked forward to having someone to deny the answer she had in her heart.


    When she arrived at the door, she rang the doorbell repeatedly with a shaky hand.


    After a while, Glenna opened the door drowsily and said, ¡°Who the h* ck ruined my wonderful sleep


    early in the morning?¡±


    She paused for a moment when she saw Deirdre. ¡°Deirdre?¡±


    She also noticed Deirdre¡¯s reddened eyes, but before she could respond to the situation, Deirdre had


    already clutched her arms tightly with reddened eyes that looked like she had just cried.


    Glenna was stunned instantly. ¡°What¡¯s going on? What happened to you?¡±


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    Deirdre suppressed her breathing sound with all her might and gnashed her teeth ferociously to force


    herself to calm down. ¡°Glenna, tell me the truth, please¡­ Who the h*ll is Kyran Reed?¡±


    Glenna¡¯s expression changed for a moment, and Deirdre¡¯s eyes reddened even more. She said in a


    pleading tone, ¡®You got into a conflict with Den after meeting Kyran. What happened there? Kyran


    Reed¡­ is Brendan Brighthall, right?¡±


    Glenna choked up, her eyes widened, and she could not utter a word.


    Deirdre was almost bowing down to Glenna. She bent over slowly with her arms hugging her body


    tightly. ¡°I¡¯m begging you, Glenna! Please tell me! I¡¯m begging you to let me know what the h*lI is going


    on?¡±


    Glenna felt her heart wrench in pain. ¡°Even if the truth is bad for you, do you still want to find out as


    well?¡±


    Upon hearing that, Deirdre was stunned for a moment, with a tear streaming down her face.


    Glenna took a deep breath.


    ¡°Kyran Reed is Brendan Brighthall.¡±


    Deirdre reconciled to her defeat atst after receiving the answer from Glenna. The glow of her eyes


    darkened as ash, and she looked ahead absentmindedly.


    The crushing blow she felt in her chest felt like a sweet relief. She did not feel the pain anymore


    because she gained extreme serenity after the emotional breakdown.


    Glenna could not refrain from saying, ¡°However, even if he is Brendan, his love for you remains


    unchanged. Even though I don¡¯t know what happened between the both of you, I¡¯ve learned that


    Brendan loves you very much after interacting with him during this period. Isn¡¯t it good for both of you to


    reconcile the rtionship away from the Kyran identity?¡±


    ¡°Reconcile?¡±


    Glenna nodded strenuously. ¡°He made a promise to me personally that he would love you for the rest


    of his life.¡±


    Deirdre suddenly found it ridiculous. ¡®Is Brendan so good at putting on an act? He has deceived not


    only me but Glenna as well?¡¯


    Her teeth were chattering, and she smirked in a self-mocking manner.¡± Glenna, he killed my mother.¡±


    Glenna¡¯s expression froze abruptly.


    ¡°We were together for two years, yet he sent me to prison because of Charlene. He made me miscarry


    my child and disfigured my face. Tell me, how am I supposed to reconcile with him?¡±


    Glenna¡¯s expression was filled with astonishment. She finally understood why Deirdre would choose to


    part ways with Brendan and why he would rather assume Kyran¡¯s identity.


    There was a deep, hatred-filled blood feud behind their story.


    It was so deep that Deirdre could only love Brendan if he was someone else.


    Glenna was at a loss for words. Deirdre had already stood up, turned around, and headed outside.


    Glenna found her voice after a long time. ¡°I¡¯m sorry.¡±


    Her face was ghastly pale. ¡°I thought I did it for your own good, and I didn¡¯t expect that I would be


    one of your deceivers too.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s back turned stiff for a moment. She did not utter a word but walked out of the door.


    Feeling the slightly cold breeze in the residential area, Deirdre was suddenly at a loss for where to go.


    ¡®Where is my home?¡¯


    She used to think that home was where Kyran was. She lived in agony for a long time to be granted a


    good ending atst, only to discover that it was just a crushing blow.

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    Chapter 732


    Chapter 732 Confront Him Face to Face


    ¡°Mother¡­ isn¡¯t your daughter pitiful?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s expression was filled with dejection and panic she could not hide, and her eyes were tainted


    with despair and self-mockery.


    ¡°I thought that I had finally broken free from that man, yet I¡¯m still marching on the same spot in the


    end. Not only have I failed to avenge you, but I¡¯ve been running around in circles from being tricked¡­¡±


    The most sorrowful part was that she had fallen in love with the same man.


    It was no wonder that Charlene would mock, tease, and ridicule her so much. She was idiotic indeed.


    Had Charlene not enlightened her, she would have never realized that the man sharing a bed with her


    was the man that she loathed the most for the rest of her life.


    She raised her head with tears streaming down her face. She wanted to confront


    Brendan so badly and query him on why he would trick her this way, yet she knew that it would not


    produce any fruitful result.


    Just like Brendan¡¯s usual erratic behavior, his roley was just a spur of the moment.


    She stood outside for a very long time until her face was numb, and she was having trouble crying.


    Only then did she calm down.


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    She took a deep breath and hailed a taxi. When she got into the taxi, she had no idea where her


    destination was.


    ¡®Should I go home?¡¯


    She was afraid of being in Brendan¡¯s presence. She was afraid that she would have an emotional


    breakdown and that he would notice something was off.


    She pondered deeply and came up with an answer.


    ¡®Run!¡¯


    She could not run under such circumstances. She would need to figure out a way to leave without


    leaving any traces so Brendan would not be able to respond in any way and have the chance to find


    her.


    After making up her mind, she told the taxi driver to send her to the vi.


    As soon as she said that, her phone buzzed.


    Deirdre picked up the call and heard Tobey¡¯s shocked, angered voice saying,


    ¡°Deirdre! Tell me the truth! Who the h*ll is Kyran? Who is he? Who is he to you?


    ¡°Jamie told me that Kyran is Brendan Brighthall! It was Brendan who tampered with the photos online


    by editing the person into someone else. He deceived him, so has he deceived you!¡±


    Deirdre was well aware of the situation. In fact, she had absorbed and understood everything that


    Tobey had just told her. She said to Tobey calmly, ¡°Tobey, if you trust me, just pretend that you don¡¯t


    know anything about this and go back to work. I¡¯ll deal with this myself.¡±


    ¡°How are you going to deal with it? Are you going to contend with a man of his status?


    Deirdre, he can¡¯t possibly have gotten close to you for nothing. He must be dating you because he has


    some sort of ulterior motive.


    ¡°He tracked me to mypany and created some obstruction for me at work just so he could be with


    you. You shouldn¡¯t stay with a man like him anymore. You¡¯re putting yourself in danger the longer you


    stay with him!¡± Tobey said in a resolute voice.


    ¡°I¡¯ve already bought a ticket toe back now. I¡¯m going to see him and confront him face to face. I¡¯m


    going to take you with me!¡±


    ¡°Hold on, Tobey? Tobey!¡±


    The call was already hung up, and Deirdre¡¯s face was ghastly pale.


    It would be highly possible for Brendan to find out that she was already aware of the truth because of


    Tobey¡¯s behavior. Most importantly, Brendan would certainly put Tobey in deep trouble this time.


    He did not have any ounce of morality in him, so he would never let off Tobey!


    Deirdre¡¯s body was drenched in a cold sweat. She called the number again, but the number could not


    be reached, possibly due to Tobey preparing to board the flight.


    She hastily called out to the taxi driver, ¡°Please head to the airport!¡±


    She could only try her luck on stopping Tobey now. Otherwise, the situation would get out of hand.


    She rushed to the airport and figured out a way to get a staff member with great effort to inquire about


    the flight from Eastgene. She learned that the flight had already taken off more than ten minutes ago


    and it would arrive in two hours.

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    Chapter 733


    Chapter 733 Tobey Is With Me


    ¡®Two hours?¡¯


    Deirdre felt relieved because there was still time.


    She stood at the most eye-catching spot and had people striking up conversations with her frequently,


    yet none of them was Tobey.


    After checking the time on her phone a few times and numerous people walking past her in session,


    Deirdre could not stand it anymore and grabbed someone next to her to ask, ¡°Do you know if the flight


    from Eastgene¡¯s arrival has been dyed?¡±


    ¡°Dyed?¡± The woman came from Eastgene. She said, ¡°Itnded more than half an hour ago.¡±


    ¡°What?¡±


    Deirdre did not have the time to feel shocked before her phone buzzed. She hastily picked up the call


    and heard Kyran¡¯s voice. There was the faint sound of breathing that belonged only to Brendan. It was


    calm,posed, yet unfathomable.


    ¡°Deirdre, didn¡¯t you say that Tobey has already gotten on a flight?¡±


    Deirdre widened her mouth and felt a pricking pain in her throat. She pinched herself ferociously so she


    could calm down and asked, ¡°What¡¯s going on?¡±


    Brendan furrowed his eyebrows and said, ¡°He imed that he was calling me from the door of our


    house and that he wanted to see me.¡±


    ¡®Where are you now?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m rushing home now.¡±


    Deirdre almost lost consciousness. She had to exert a lot of strength to force herself to move her legs.


    ¡°Please wait first and call me when you¡¯re about to reach home. I¡¯m heading back now as well.¡±


    She ended the call upon saying that and hailed a taxi eagerly to rush back to the vi. She urged the


    driver to drive faster all the way in the hope that she could arrive at the house before Brendan could


    and stop Tobey. She wanted to clearly exin the severity of the situation to Tobey, but she was still


    late.


    The taxi driver eximed when the car was approaching the destination,¡± Is that car opposite us an


    Audi S8? That car is expensive. This is a wealthy residential area indeed. The residents here drive


    luxurious cars.¡±


    Deirdre came to realize that Brendan was one step ahead of her.


    The vision before her eyes darkened, and her body was drenched inyers of cold sweat.


    She was in distress from the matters of Kyran being Brendan and Tobey confronting Brendan.


    She was clenching her fists so tightly that her palms were flushed. She calmed herself with great effort


    and paid the taxi driver before she got out of the car.


    The mansion¡¯s door was opened, and Deirdre predicted that she would feel an oppressive presence


    when she entered the house.


    ¡°Deirdre!¡± Tobey was the first to speak, and he was walking toward her. Brendan was smoking a


    cigarette on the sofa. Enshrouded by smoke, his wlessly handsome face was tainted with rigidness


    and ferocity.


    Deirdre felt her knees buckle.


    Brendan put out his cigarette and got up while he said, ¡®Tell Deirdre what you just told me again, Mr.


    Russell.¡±


    Tobey said in a resolute voice, ¡°So what if I tell her again? God knows what sort of danger you¡¯re


    putting her in by being with her when you¡¯re such a filthy person. I¡¯ve already told Deirdre, so she won¡¯t


    love you anymore. I¡¯m taking her with me!¡±


    Brendan¡¯s expression turned solemn quickly. Even Deirdre could feel the suddenly oppressive


    ambiance despite her blindness, and her face turned ghastly pale.


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    After a while, Brendan asked gently, ¡°Deirdre, is that true? Do you not love me anymore, and you are


    leaving with him?¡±


    Tobey was displeased. ¡°I¡¯ve already exined to you clearly-¡±


    ¡°I haven¡¯t given you permission to speak!¡±


    Brendan narrowed his eyes, and his ferocious gaze felt akin to a sharp de on the throat.


    Deirdre swallowed a gulp of saliva, and she was sweating profusely from the pain.He lit himself another


    cigarette and asked Deirdre again, ¡°Are you leaving with him?¡±

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    Chapter 734


    Chapter 734 We¡¯re Just Good Friends


    Brendan sounded and behaved as if he was asking about the weather today. Deirdre felt a sense of


    intense fear.


    Brendan could stir fear with his imposing behavior, even when he was not angered.


    He could speak in the calmest tone and would still exude the greatest sense of oppression.


    It was possible that Kyran seldom lost his temper previously, which was why she only realized the


    simrity between Kyran and Brendan now. It was always there, but it was well hidden.


    ¡°I¡­¡± Deirdre took a deep breath and suppressed all the emotions she felt. Then, she raised her head


    and said to Tobey, ¡°You¡¯ve misunderstood, Tobey.


    ¡°I know you fancy me, and that is why you have the idea to take me with you, but


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    Kyran and I have already decided to migrate to Germia and settle down there. I don¡¯t know why you¡¯d


    misunderstand, but we¡¯re only as close as siblings and nothing else.¡±


    Tobey widened his eyes in surprise. ¡°Deirdre! What are you talking about? Don¡¯t you know that he-¡±


    ¡®Tobey!¡± Deirdre interrupted him loudly, albeit she was already on the brink of an emotional breakdown


    at this very moment. ¡°Why are you doing this? You are well aware of my rtionship with Kyran, yet


    you suddenly barge in here rashly and insist on taking me with you. Have you thought about how I feel


    about this? If you insist on being like this, we shall not be friends anymore from now on.¡±


    Tobey was stunned. He looked at Deirdre¡¯s reddened eyes and was at a loss for words.


    A momentter, he said, ¡°I¡¯m sorry, Deirdre. I just can¡¯t bear to see you being with him, and that is


    why¡­ me it on my selfishness. I¡¯m sorry.¡±


    Deirdre felt as if she would have shed tears by now had she not been numbed by all the pain she felt.


    Why would she me Tobey? Everything he did was out of consideration for her-he was worried about


    her safety. She should be the one apologizing to him.


    Still, she could only say with an indifferent expression, ¡°You should leave. I believe that there is still a


    flight to Eastgene now.¡±


    Tobey looked at Deirdre deeply. ¡°Alright.¡±


    He walked out of the house with his fists tightly clenched.


    ¡°Hold on.¡±


    All of a sudden, Brendan spoke casually from inside the house. He said calmly, ¡°Even though I¡¯m a


    good-tempered person, I am still a man and don¡¯t enjoy being provoked by others. I will consider that


    you haven¡¯te here today if you just acknowledge that you won¡¯t have the selfish idea of owning


    Deirdre from now on.¡±


    ¡°Who do you think you are!?¡± Tobey red at Brendan in rage. ¡°You can meddle with everything else,


    but you wish to meddle with who I have feelings for?¡±


    Brendan smiled. ¡°Deirdre is mine. I have to meddle when you have feelings for her.¡±


    Upon saying that, his gaze turned cold, as if something was brewing in him. ¡°Or are you only relenting


    for the time being and nning to persuade Deirdre to leave me in secret when I¡¯m not around?¡±


    ¡°You-¡±


    Deirdre scratched her head and said, ¡°Tobey, you will need to rify the situation properly, indeed. I


    don¡¯t want there to be a misunderstanding between us anymore. I don¡¯t want us to be anything more


    than good friends.¡±


    ¡°Deirdre?¡±


    Deirdre did not raise her head, and her eyes were lowered. Tobey said with a bitter smile, ¡°Do you have


    to deliver a crushing blow to me in his presence?¡±


    Deirdre was numb from the pain.


    Brendan took a step forward and wrapped his arm around her slender waist. He smiled nonchntly


    and said, ¡°Or else?¡±


    ¡°Alright¡­¡± Tobey said, ¡°I will only regard you as a good friend as dear as a sister to me from today


    onward. In fact¡­ we won¡¯t keep in touch with each other anymore for the rest of our lives!¡±


    Upon saying that, he lifted his luggage that had lost a wheel and walked out with strides quickly without


    stopping for a moment.


    Brendan gazed after Tobey¡¯s departing silhouette and felt the pent-up anger fading slightly. He lowered


    his head, looked at the woman next to him, and said softly,


    ¡°You¡¯re not going to me me for treating him with such a poor attitude, right?¡±

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    Chapter 735


    Chapter 735 I Might Be Pregnant


    ¡°Why would I do that?¡± Deirdre forced a smile and said, ¡°I was feeling troubled about how to deal with


    Tobey initially. Now that this has happened, I¡¯m d I got to resolve the issue perfectly.¡±


    She exined softly, ¡°He turned around and imed that he could not go without me even though he


    was already boarding the ne today. He imed he wanted to see you so he could take me with him.


    I urged him not to do that, but he refused to listen to me. If he were to do that over and over again, it


    would be troubling indeed.¡±


    ¡®Yes. He is being really strange today. I thought that he had already made peace, yet he did not. He told


    me to set you free in a threatening tone when he met me.¡±


    Brendan let out a muffledugh. ¡°I didn¡¯t understand what he meant and why he wanted me to set you


    free. Aren¡¯t we in love?¡±


    He asked in a carefree tone, but Deirdre felt troubled in her heart.


    What was Brendan¡¯s intention when he said that? Was he trying to sound out her intention?


    Or had Brendan noticed something was off because of their previous deep conversation?


    Deirdre could not get an answer at this very moment, so she could only force herself to remain calm.


    She raised her head and said, ¡°We are deeply in love, of course.


    However, Tobey refused to ept that all this time. It is possible that he can¡¯t ept that we got


    together during his time away from me.¡±


    Brendan chuckled. ¡°He is kind of out of his mind. Even if you didn¡¯t end up with me, you still wouldn¡¯t be


    with him.¡±


    ¡®You¡¯re right.¡± Deirdre lowered her gaze and chose to change the topic of conversation. ¡°Aren¡¯t you


    supposed to be busy with work? Did Tobey keep you from work?¡±


    ¡°No. I was nning oning home first. The Vige Alnwick project is already settled, and our work


    ising to an end.¡± At that point, Brendan hugged her, nted his lips on her hair, and said with his


    eyes shut, ¡°After the long wait, we can finally head to Germia, Deirdre.¡±


    ¡°Is that so?¡± Deirdre batted her eyshes and lowered her eyes, If it were any other day, she would be


    delighted to know that her rtionship with


    Kyran would have a good ending. However, all she felt now was a coldness spreading through her


    entire body.


    She would not be able to flee if she were to move to Germia with Brendan. She used the excuse of


    getting changed to head upstairs. She fumbled through the closet but felt her chest being weighed


    down until she was suffocating.


    Also, there was Tobey¡­


    Deirdre smiled bitterly and thought about how he would never take an extra nce at her anymore.


    How many more people would she lose for Brendan?


    After getting out of the bathroom upon showering at night, Brendan hugged her with his naked upper


    body and lowered his head to kiss her fair, slender neck while he was at it.


    He was breathing heavily, and anyone would know what was about to happen.


    Still, Deirdre¡¯s body was extremely rigid.


    She could not let the matter go.


    In fact, she felt disgusted at the thought of the man before her being Brendan.


    After kissing for a while without getting any desired response, Brendan finally realized something and


    loosened his grip on her. His sharp gazended on her face.


    ¡°What¡¯s going on?¡±


    Deirdre felt her heart racing. Her body¡¯s reaction was a reflection of her feelings, and she had no


    control over it. However, Brendan would grow suspicious of her in view of her reaction.


    Her heart was racing, and she lowered her head to say in a feigned uneasy tone,


    ¡°Kyran, there¡¯s something that I wish to tell you.¡±


    Brendan¡¯s breathing slowed down. He did not speak but moved his hand away from her waist as if he


    was thinking about something. His gaze remained fixed upon her face, and he asked after a while,


    ¡°What is it?¡±


    Deirdre said, ¡°I haven¡¯t been getting my period in the past few days. Moreover, I don¡¯t have much


    appetite for food, so I suspect that¡­ I might be pregnant.¡±


    Brendan¡¯s pupils constricted abruptly upon hearing that. Joy appeared on his wlessly handsome


    face, which was unexpected. He clutched


    Deirdre¡¯s shoulder and said, ¡°Really?¡±


    ¡°Why would I do that?¡± Deirdre forced a smile and said, ¡°I was feeling troubled about how to deal with


    Tobey initially. Now that this has happened, I¡¯m d I got to resolve the issue perfectly.¡±


    She exined softly, ¡°He turned around and imed that he could not go without me even though he


    was already boarding the ne today. He imed he wanted to see you so he could take me with him.


    I urged him not to do that, but he refused to listen to me. If he were to do that over and over again, it


    would be troubling indeed.¡±


    ¡®Yes. He is being really strange today. I thought that he had already made peace, yet he did not. He told


    me to set you free in a threatening tone when he met me.¡±


    Brendan let out a muffledugh. ¡°I didn¡¯t understand what he meant and why he wanted me to set you


    free. Aren¡¯t we in love?¡±


    He asked in a carefree tone, but Deirdre felt troubled in her heart.


    What was Brendan¡¯s intention when he said that? Was he trying to sound out her intention?


    Or had Brendan noticed something was off because of their previous deep conversation?


    Deirdre could not get an answer at this very moment, so she could only force herself to remain calm.


    She raised her head and said, ¡°We are deeply in love, of course.


    However, Tobey refused to ept that all this time. It is possible that he can¡¯t ept that we got


    together during his time away from me.¡±


    Brendan chuckled. ¡°He is kind of out of his mind. Even if you didn¡¯t end up with me, you still wouldn¡¯t be


    with him.¡±


    ¡®You¡¯re right.¡± Deirdre lowered her gaze and chose to change the topic of conversation. ¡°Aren¡¯t you


    supposed to be busy with work? Did Tobey keep you from work?¡±


    ¡°No. I was nning oning home first. The Vige Alnwick project is already settled, and our work


    ising to an end.¡± At that point, Brendan hugged her, nted his lips on her hair, and said with his


    eyes shut, ¡°After the long wait, we can finally head to Germia, Deirdre.¡±C0ntent ? 2024 (N/?)velDrama.Org.


    ¡°Is that so?¡± Deirdre batted her eyshes and lowered her eyes, i


    If it were any other day, she would be delighted to know that her rtionship with


    Kyran would have a good ending. However, all she felt now was a coldness spreading through her


    entire body.


    She would not be able to flee if she were to move to Germia with Brendan.


    She used the excuse of getting changed to head upstairs. She fumbled through the closet but felt her


    chest being weighed down until she was suffocating.


    Also, there was Tobey¡­


    Deirdre smiled bitterly and thought about how he would never take an extra nce at her anymore.


    How many more people would she lose for Brendan?


    After getting out of the bathroom upon showering at night, Brendan hugged her with his naked upper


    body and lowered his head to kiss her fair, slender neck while he was at it.


    He was breathing heavily, and anyone would know what was about to happen.


    Still, Deirdre¡¯s body was extremely rigid.


    She could not let the matter go.


    In fact, she felt disgusted at the thought of the man before her being Brendan.


    After kissing for a while without getting any desired response, Brendan finally realized something and


    loosened his grip on her. His sharp gazended on her face.


    ¡°What¡¯s going on?¡±


    Deirdre felt her heart racing. Her body¡¯s reaction was a reflection of her feelings, and she had no


    control over it. However, Brendan would grow suspicious of her in view of her reaction.


    Her heart was racing, and she lowered her head to say in a feigned uneasy tone,


    ¡°Kyran, there¡¯s something that I wish to tell you.¡±


    Brendan¡¯s breathing slowed down. He did not speak but moved his hand away from her waist as if he


    was thinking about something. His gaze remained fixed upon her face, and he asked after a while,


    ¡°What is it?¡±


    Deirdre said, ¡°I haven¡¯t been getting my period in the past few days. Moreover, I don¡¯t have much


    appetite for food, so I suspect that¡­ I might be pregnant.¡±


    Brendan¡¯s pupils constricted abruptly upon hearing that. Joy appeared on his wlessly handsome


    face, which was unexpected. He clutched


    Deirdre¡¯s shoulder and said, ¡°Really?¡±

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    Chapter 736 Do You Not Want Our Baby?


    Deirdre was hesitant. Tm not too sure if it¡¯s true. I¡¯ll still need to get myself checked.¡±


    She did not lie about her irregr menstrual cycle recently.


    However, she was well aware that she was not pregnant because she was already diagnosed with


    infertility. Her irregr menstrual cycle was a result of her being under pressure because of the events


    she had recently experienced.


    Brendan hugged her tightly, and the joy in his voice could not be concealed when he said, ¡°Really?


    Really? You¡¯re pregnant, Deirdre! You¡¯re pregnant with my baby!¡±


    Deirdre was caught in a daze. She could not tell if the joy in his voice was real.


    If he really wanted her to get pregnant so eagerly, why did he cause her miscarriage in prison so


    mercilessly in the past? Why did he have to do it in such an unforgettable way without giving her time


    to mentally prepare herself? i


    Brendan was so happy that he was slightly frantic. He picked her up and twirled a few rounds while he


    muttered,¡± Deirdre¡­ a baby. Our baby! It¡¯s our baby!¡±


    Deirdre was jolted back to reality and lowered her head in feigned embarrassment.


    ¡°It¡¯s not for sure yet. It might be just because of myck of sleep.¡±


    ¡°Let¡¯s get it checked! We¡¯ll get it checked tomorrow!¡± Brendan came to remember something and


    immediately ced Deirdre on the bed so cautiously as if he was caring for a baby. ¡°I was so overjoyed


    earlier that I almost hurt you. You should sleep by yourself today. If you are pregnant, I worry that I


    might identally push on the baby in my sleep.¡±


    Deirdre was stunned, but she nodded. She did not wish to sleep on the same bed as Brendan because


    she would lose her mind even in her sleep.


    The day passed peacefully. The next day, Brendan made an appointment with a doctor early in the


    morning, just as Deirdre expected. He took her to the doctor¡¯s appointment.


    Deirdre attempted to figure out Brendan¡¯s intention along the way.


    ¡®Is he looking forward to the arrival of the baby sincerely, or is he trying to find out if I¡¯m pregnant so he


    can continue to make ns to ensure that I won¡¯t get pregnant?¡¯


    Either one of the answers was bad for Deirdre. Hence, her face was ghastly pale throughout the drive.


    Brendan was worried that she was experiencing motion sickness, so he covered her body with his


    jacket and winded down the window for fresh air.


    Deirdre went through a series of examinations in the hospital, and Brendan took the whole process so


    seriously beyond Deirdre¡¯s expectations. He was extremely meticulous in every way.


    The doctor adjusted his sses after he read the test result and said,


    ¡°Congrattions, Miss McKinnon. You¡¯re pregnant.¡±


    ¡°What?¡±


    It was not Brendan who eximed that but Deirdre. Her mind went nk, her ears were humming, and


    her face turned ghastly pale due to the shock.


    Brendan could tell that her reaction was definitely not out of joy, so his gaze turned dim for a moment.


    ¡°Deirdre, aren¡¯t you looking forward to the baby?¡±


    ¡®Why would I look forward to the baby?¡¯


    Deirdre felt her entire body shaking, and the only thing that came into her mind was ¡®fate deals some


    people a rotten hand¡¯.


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    If this had taken ce a few days ago, she would have certainly been delighted and looked forward to


    the child¡¯s arrival. ¡®Yet, why? Why does it have to happen now?


    ¡®How can I be pregnant? I hate Brendan and loathe him for destroying my life. I would rather die than


    bear his child!


    Moreover, how can I flee if I¡¯m pregnant with the baby?¡¯


    Deirdre was already suffering from an emotional breakdown in her heart, but she kept up her usual


    expression in


    Brendan¡¯s presence and asked the doctor, ¡°Are you sure?¡±


    The doctor was certain. ¡®You¡¯re pregnant about a month along.¡±


    ¡°What¡¯s going on, Deirdre?¡± Brendan¡¯s voice deepened ever so slightly, and his dark eyes were tainted


    withplicated emotions. There was no telling what was on his mind. Then, he bent over and said,


    ¡°Do you not want this baby? Do you not want our baby?¡±

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    Chapter 737 Get an Abortion Anytime


    He sounded like he was asking but also like he was gauging her reaction.


    Deirdre held back her tears by force, shook her head, and said, ¡°I¡¯m not¡­ I¡¯m just caught by surprise. I


    thought that I wouldn¡¯t be able to get pregnant for the rest of my life because of my weak body.¡±


    Brendan smiled and said, ¡°You¡¯re blessed, so we can have the chance to have a child together.¡±


    Deirdre feigned a smile.


    The doctor said, ¡°Miss McKinnon¡¯s health is not too good, so she must exercise caution during her


    pregnancy. She will need to maintain her emotional stability and rest more. The first trimester is going


    to be risky.¡±


    Brendan nodded strenuously and memorized everything that the doctor told them. He sought the


    doctor¡¯s help to prescribe some health supplements, held her hand, and walked out of the hospital.


    While getting into the car, Brendan had not forgotten about Deirdre¡¯s unusual reaction.


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    He refused to believe that


    Deirdre was just caught by surprise, but he did not attempt to pry for more information in the doctor¡¯s


    presence.


    After they were both settled in the narrow space of the car, Brendan asked with feigned casualness


    while he started the engine, ¡°Deirdre, you don¡¯t actually look forward to the arrival of the baby, right?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s pupils shook once. ¡°What makes you think that?¡±


    ¡°You haven¡¯t smiled even for a moment from the time you received the information.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s fists tightened while Brendan kept quiet for a moment. There was no telling what was on his


    mind, then he said, ¡°If you don¡¯t want it, I¡¯ll respect your decision. You can abort the child that belongs


    to us anytime if you want.¡±


    Brendan¡¯s remark stabbed into her heart like a knife. He wanted her to make the decision to either


    continue with the pregnancy or brace herself to take the cruel action.


    Deirdre was capable of making the cruel decision, but she thought about how


    Brendan would be rmed for sure if she were to get an abortion when she used to love Kyran so


    much.


    After thinking through the situation, she said in a hoarse voice, ¡°No¡­ You¡¯ve misunderstood, Kyran. I¡¯m


    not nning on aborting the child. On the contrary, I look forward to the arrival of the child very much,


    only that¡­¡±


    ¡°Only what?¡±


    Deirdre could not help smiling bitterly, lowering her eyes, and said, ¡°Have I told you that I was pregnant


    before?


    ¡°It came at a very ingenious time when I was extremely hopeless and helpless. I was determined to


    keep the baby, yet the baby¡¯s father did not allow that. Hence, it was gone.


    ¡°I was pinned down on the floor by a bunch of people in the cold prison and forced to be fed abortion


    pills. It turned into a pile of mushy flesh and was tossed into the sewage drain. I knew very well that I


    had disappointed my child.


    ¡°Hence, Kyran, I couldn¡¯t be happy after finding out that I¡¯m pregnant. I¡¯m scared that our child will end


    up the same¡­¡±


    Her body began to shake when she became emotional. After all, she was haunted by the memory of


    this event for many years. On the other hand, the culprit was sitting next to her.


    Brendan felt his heart wrench in pain upon hearing that. His expression changed, but he forced himself


    to calm down by gnashing his teeth. He stopped the car by the road.


    After regting his breathing for a while, he hugged Deirdre, who was still shaking.


    ¡°It¡¯s alright, Deirdre. It¡¯s alright¡­¡± Heforted her, his dark eyes glistening with determination. ¡°I


    promise I will do everything within my capability to protect our child, so it will be born healthy and


    be an outstanding person. I will love, care, and raise it into an adult no matter the gender.¡±


    Deirdre nodded strenuously, and the tears of hatred rolled down her face.


    ¡°Miss McKinnon is actually pregnant.¡± Den came rushing over as soon as he received the news. He


    came bearing expensive supplements and said smilingly, ¡°So, will I be able to reserve the position of


    the baby¡¯s godfather in advance in view of our friendship?¡±

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    Chapter 738 Pregnancy Announcement


    Brendan¡¯s smile did not fade. ¡°We¡¯ll have to wait until the child is born and see what it wants.¡±


    ¡°If that is the case, it¡¯s set then. After all, I¡¯m most skilled at babysitting children.¡±


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    Deirdre received the supplements with a smile and behaved as normally as she could.


    Den was far more observant and sensitive than the others, so she would need to perform her best in


    his presence.


    ¡°Oh right.¡± There was no telling if Den suddenly remembered this or if he intended to as he asked, ¡°I


    wonder if Glenna is aware of this.¡±


    Deirdre was stunned and could sense Brendan¡¯s gaze shifting to her. ¡°That¡¯s right. Is Glenna aware of


    the news? I haven¡¯t heard you mention Glenna¡¯s name for the past two days.¡±


    Den said jokingly, ¡°You girls are not quarreling, right?¡±


    ¡°How can that be possible?¡± Deirdre continued to say in a very calm manner, ¡°Glenna has been too


    busy with work recently. I don¡¯t want to call her and disturb her just because I¡¯m pregnant.¡±


    ¡°However, she deserves to know about this anyhow. If she were to learn that she is thest to know


    about this, she would throw a tantrum in view of her temperament.¡± Den said smilingly. ¡°It¡¯s a good


    time for her toe and have a gathering with us today.¡±


    Deirdre smiled, ced down the supplements, and said, ¡°I shall head upstairs to grab my phone and


    call her then.¡±


    After she got upstairs, Deirdre sat on the bed and dialed Glenna¡¯s number.


    The call was picked up almost instantaneously. Judging by Glenna¡¯s voice, she was apparently


    emotional and joyous.¡± Deirdre!¡±


    Afterward, sheposed herself but still could not hide her excitement. ¡°You took it upon yourself to


    call me!¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s gaze dimmed. She had mixed feelings toward Glenna.


    She knew very well that Glenna had not concealed the truth about Brendan from her on purpose. In


    fact, Glenna had even gotten into a quarrel with Den for her.


    However, she could not make peace with the fact that Glenna was working for Den either at the


    same time.


    Moreover, Deirdre was preparing to flee. She would not keep in touch with Glenna when she was


    fleeing, no matter how close they were, so she figured she might as well treat Glenna coldly from the


    start to create distance.


    ¡°Den is here today and thought about you, so he told me to call you. He wants to invite you to join


    our gathering.¡±


    The smile on Glenna¡¯s face froze. A momentter, she smiled once again and said, ¡°Is that so¡­ It¡¯s


    alright, I¡¯m already very happy that you¡¯re calling me.¡±


    ¡°Will you being?¡±


    ¡°Yes, I¡¯ming! What is the asion?¡±


    Deirdre kept quiet for a moment before she said, ¡°My pregnancy announcement.¡±


    After ending the call, Deirdre sat for a while before she went downstairs and discovered that Brendan


    and Den were busy cooking in the kitchen.


    Brendan did not allow her to enter the kitchen anymore from the day they learned about the pregnancy.


    He was afraid that the cooking fumes were bad for her, and he woulde rushing home at once as


    soon as he got time from work to take her out for a walk before the sun had set.


    He was extremely meticulous in every way and portrayed the behavior of a good father to perfection.


    She figured she would have been delighted if this had happened five years ago.


    Noticing Deirdre¡¯s presence, Den asked, ¡°What did Glenne say?¡±


    Deirdre forced a smile and said, ¡°She will be joining us today. I believe that she will be arriving soon.¡±


    Glenna came much slower than expected. By the time she arrived, the meal was already served on the


    table. She said jokingly, ¡°It seems that I¡¯m really good at picking my arrival time such that I can be


    excused from the work, yet I get to eat.¡±


    ¡°You¡¯re quite lucky today that you get to taste Kyran¡¯s cooking. He doesn¡¯t cook more than a few times


    a year.¡± Den teased by saying, ¡°However, we will still need to examine the taste.¡±


    In truth, the dishes tasted rather great, but everyone had something on their minds, especially Deirdre.


    She was full after finishing half of her meal portion.

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    Chapter 739


    Chapter 739 Get an Abortion


    Deirdre stood up in preparation to head upstairs to rest, but Glenna seized the opportunity to say, ¡°I¡¯ll


    keep youpany!¡±


    Deirdre did not decline Glenna¡¯s offer and headed to the bedroom with Glenna.


    Glenna¡¯s expression changed drastically as soon as the door was shut. She said hastily, ¡°Deirdre, what


    is going on? How are you¡­ pregnant with his child!?¡±


    ¡°How can I not?¡± Deirdre¡¯s expression was calm. ¡°We have never used any contraception, and we were


    trying to conceive at one point. It is only normal for me to get pregnant.¡±


    ¡°Yet, this is Brendan¡¯s child!¡±


    ¡°You¡¯re right.¡± Deirdre smiled. ¡°Or else? Am I supposed to abort the baby? Will Brendan allow that?¡±


    Deirdre knew that she had lost all her freedom from the moment she found out that


    Kyran was Brendan.


    Glenna¡¯s face was ghastly pale. She had thought about many things on the way there and figured she


    could never be as calm as Deirdre if she were to be in the same position and pretend nothing had


    happened.


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    She wanted to help Deirdre, so she stretched out her hands to hold Deirdre¡¯s and said, ¡°If you don¡¯t


    want to keep the baby, I can take you to get an abortion, Deirdre. If Brendan mes you, you can im


    that you werepletely unaware of the situation because I deceived you. I don¡¯t want you to be


    pregnant with his baby!¡±


    ¡°Have you lost your mind?¡± Deirdre¡¯s pupils constricted. ¡°Do you know what this means? Brendan will


    never let you off!¡±


    ¡°I can¡¯t be bothered anymore!¡± Glenna said with bloodshot eyes, ¡°I owe it to you from the start. I should


    have told you from the start, and you wouldn¡¯t be pregnant with his child, you won¡¯t-¡±


    The door was opened, and Brendan heard the final remark. Soon afterward, he said,


    ¡°Won¡¯t what?¡±


    Glenna was rendered speechless, while Deirdre was extremely calm. ¡°Glenna isining about her


    superior at work.¡±


    ¡°I see.¡± Brendan smiled nonchntly. ¡°The ambiance in the room feels different.¡±


    Glenna let out a forced chuckle. ¡°You¡¯re right. My work superior is truly infuriating. He made me work


    the extra hours for three consecutive days, but there was nothing I could do to refuse. Thus, I can only


    comin to Deirdre.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s good to vent to your friend.¡± Brendan¡¯s smile was tainted with a warning look. ¡°It¡¯s just that Deirdre


    is pregnant, and her body is weak. The doctor advised us not to trigger her emotionally too much.¡±


    Glenna felt a shiver down her spine for no apparent reason.


    She could clearly feel that Brendan treasured Deirdre¡¯s baby very much. Undoubtedly, he would do


    things beyond normal people¡¯s understanding for Deirdre¡¯s child.


    Glenna could not help feeling sad for Deirdre at this very moment.


    ¡°Understood.¡±


    Brendan said, ¡°Thank you for your understanding. You can stille and keep Deirdrepany when


    you¡¯re free so she can rx.¡±


    ¡°Sure.¡±


    Glenna swallowed a gulp of saliva and announced that she was leaving.


    Den appeared to be waiting for her for a long time and got up from the sofa when he saw her going


    downstairs.


    ¡°I¡¯ll give you a ride.¡±


    Glenna could not bring herself to ignore him. She nodded politely and said, ¡°It¡¯s alright. It¡¯s easy to get


    a taxi here. Moreover, I¡¯m heading to thepany, and it¡¯s a different way from yours.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s on my way.¡± Den made up an excuse by saying, ¡°Isn¡¯t Southein Park near yourpany? I¡¯m


    heading there to have a business meeting for a project.¡±


    Glenna was unwilling, but she nodded in the end.


    After getting into the car, she fastened her seatbelt and kept quiet by scrolling her phone.


    Den said casually, ¡°You¡¯re less talkative than usual today. I remember when we used to talk on the


    phone, you would chatter endlessly.¡±

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    Chapter 740 Is Deirdre Capable of Leaving?


    Glenna tightened her grip on her phone and concealed her emotions by saying, ¡°We hadn¡¯t met each


    other at the time, and I didn¡¯t know much about you, so I was bolder.¡±


    Den let out a muffledughter. ¡°You still can be bold now, you know.¡±


    Glenna suddenly fell silent while Den did not seem to notice her change. He asked,


    ¡°Who was the man with you the other day?¡±


    Glenna¡¯s mind went nk for a moment before realizing the situation. ¡°You mean Whn?¡±


    ¡°Hmm, I suppose.¡±


    ¡°He¡¯s a colleague.¡±


    ¡°Just a colleague?¡± Den said in a meaningful tone, ¡°He looks like he is deeply concerned about you.


    Is he your suitor?¡±


    Glenna furrowed her eyebrows and shifted her gaze back to her phone. She pretended as if she did not


    hear Den¡¯s remark for a moment and asked, ¡°What?¡±


    Den smiled. ¡°Nothing.¡±


    He changed the topic of conversation by talking about Deirdre¡¯s pregnancy. Glenna raised her head at


    last.


    Den could see Glenna¡¯s reaction, so he stayed on the topic of conversation on purpose.


    Glenna bit her lower lip and took it upon herself to speak for the first time. ¡°Do you think that Deirdre¡¯s


    pregnancy is happening at the right time?¡±


    Den inquired closely, ¡°What do you mean by the right time? What isn¡¯t the right time?¡±


    ¡°Isn¡¯t Brendan concealing his true identity to be with Deirdre? This signifies that he won''t be in this


    rtionship for a long time, but he will move on when he¡¯s bored. What will Deirdre and her baby do


    when that happens?¡±


    Den chuckled. ¡°If this is all that you¡¯re concerned about, I can tell you that you¡¯re worrying too much.


    Brendan wants this baby more than any of us. Unless Deirdre leaves him one day, Brendan will most


    certainly stay and be with them.¡±


    Glenna¡¯s gaze turned dim quickly, and she said, ¡°Will Brendan agree if Deirdre wants to leave?¡±


    Den controlled the steering wheel and said casually, ¡®The question you should ask is whether


    Deirdre is capable of leaving.¡±


    In the next few days, Deirdre discovered that Brendan was almost defenseless in her presence through


    her observation.


    Her phone was not tapped, and no one was posted outside to guard her. She had the freedom to leave


    the house and even touch any of his belongings if she wanted to.


    If she were a normal-sighted woman, she could find the right opportunity to slip away without anyone¡¯s


    notice. However, she was blind.


    It would be very difficult for her to even get a flight ticket, let alone move away from this ce and flee


    to an unknown location. She would lose her way or starve to death away from here.


    Perhaps it was precisely due to this reason that Brendan did not pay too much attention to her.


    She and Brendan were supposed to go to her prenatal checkup this afternoon, but he was busy. As


    such, he sent Fionn to keep herpany.


    Deirdre waited for her appointment quietly. She had mixed feelings for no apparent reason after the


    appointment.


    The baby was doing very well, much better than the previous one.


    If this continued, it would be born safely and grow healthily.


    Fionn was delighted and took a photo of the examination report to send to Brendan.


    Deirdre moved and said, ¡°I¡¯m going to the restroom.¡±


    Fionn did not follow her because the restroom was not far from them. He told Deirdre that he would


    wait for her at the door.


    Deirdre washed her face and discovered that she had no idea how she felt about the pregnancy that


    came so unexpectedly.


    Should she hate it or fear it? She was confused but knew it would be a huge mistake to bring the child


    into this world.


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    She was preparing to leave after calming herself when a tall, huge figure entered the restroom. The


    figure grabbed Deirdre¡¯s hand and pulled her into a toilet cubicle.


    Deirdre was panic-stricken and almost screamed aloud. The man said, ¡°Deirdre! It¡¯s me!¡±


    Deirdre was shocked and incredulous upon hearing the familiar voice.

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    Chapter 741 I¡¯ll Take You Away From Here!


    ¡°Tobey? Is that you? How?! I thought you had returned to Eastgene!¡± Deirdre still remembered just how


    glum and dejected Tobey was when he left¡ªthat happened merely a week ago! She really thought she


    would never get to talk to him again.


    Tobey looked at her in pity. ¡°Silly girl. How could I possibly abandon you and return to Eastgene on my


    own? My departure was a feint. The clue was the words you used. I understood immediately that you


    were just saying them because you had no choice, and for that, I¡¯m sorry.


    ¡°I was such a reckless idiot! I thought things could be solved byying things bare, but I underestimated


    Brendan¡¯s power! Think about it. This is a guy who has the power to make me lose my job and my


    employability through his influence. How easy must it be for him to control you? God. If you didn¡¯t


    remind me of that with what you said, I would have put you in so much harm!¡±


    Deirdre shut her eyes tightly and felt a sob building up. She dared not let it out-lest Fionn noticed her


    puffy eyester. ¡°D-Don¡¯t say that, Tobey. I know you o-only did all that because you wanted the best


    for me. You would do all kinds of things just for me,¡± she said, smiling painfully.


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    ¡°Everything you have, all that you are today, are fruits of your honest, earnestbor. Someone who


    belongs to all that is good about the world doesn¡¯t know how bad things can be on the moon¡¯s dark


    side.¡±


    Deirdre would have never known how dark it was either if it were not for that fateful incident. She could


    have lived her whole life never encountering figures as dangerous and powerful as Brendan.


    ¡°He¡¯s too powerful, Tobey. No one can fight him, so¡­ don¡¯t. All I want to know is that you don¡¯t hate me


    for what happened, and now that I know, I¡¯m happy. Please, go home. Return to Eastgene and live your


    life in peace.¡±


    Tobey shook his head. ¡°Not going to happen,¡± he dered firmly. ¡°If I knew nothing, I would have no


    problem leaving you to suffer by his side, Dee. But this is different. I know now, Dee. I know you¡¯re


    being shackled to that demon, and I won¡¯t leave until I pry you away from his hell!¡±


    ¡°Are you¡­ taking me away?¡± Deirdre¡¯s breath hitched for a moment. Then, raspily, she warned, ¡°Do


    you know what that means, Tobey? Your career. Your future. Your mom!¡±


    She let her brewing emotions calm down and closed her eyes. ¡°Listen. I¡¯m grateful as it is to know how


    much you care for me, but I can¡¯t be more selfish than that. Please, forget me and live a better life-¡±


    ¡°This ¡®better life¡¯ I envisioned has you by my side, Dee!¡± He suddenly cut her off, his eyes red. He


    sounded agitated. ¡°Do you know what my biggest regret is? Noting home to bring you with me to


    Eastgene as soon as I got my first pay. Had I done that¡­ you wouldn¡¯t have ever met Brendan in your


    life!¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s eyshes fluttered. She could not help but chuckle under her breath in self deprecation. How


    nice would it be-to have never met Brendan?


    ¡°Well, it¡¯s toote now, Tobey. There¡¯s nothing you can do, so go. Thest thing I want is to capitalize


    on your feelings for me by any means at all. I can¡¯t love anyone again, not after all of this. So, please,


    don¡¯t waste your time and effort on me or a rtionship that isn¡¯t going to happen.¡±


    Tobey frowned. He seemed to be enraged as his voice turned grave. ¡®You really think I¡¯m doing all of


    this because I want you to reciprocate my feelings!? Dee! I would do this even if I didn¡¯t love you that


    way because you¡¯re my sister and Mrs. McKinnon¡¯s daughter! I¡¯m hardly the only one who¡¯s not okay


    with you being stuck to that demon¡¯s side. My mom will never let you either!¡±


    His words shocked Deirdre. It was then that she heard a series of knocks on the door before Fionn¡¯s


    concerned voice rang. ¡°Are you okay, Miss McKinnon? You¡¯ve been in there for more than ten


    minutes!¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s heart raced. She affected a false tone of calmness and replied,¡± Uh, I¡¯m having a bit of a


    stomach upset! Please wait for me for a bit. I¡¯m going to be out soon enough!¡±

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    Chapter 742 What Do You Prefer: a Son, Or a Daughter?


    Fionn proved to be rather trusting and did not press on. He simply replied, ¡°Okay, then.¡±.


    Tobey gripped Deirdre by the shoulders. ¡°We don¡¯t have much time, Dee. You know Brendan better


    than I do, right? You practically live with him. You¡¯ll be the one to vie for the most opportune time, you


    hear? I¡¯ll never change my number, and I¡¯ll always be around where you live. Anytime you¡¯re ready to


    flee, you give me a heads-up, and I¡¯ll take you away from all of this. We¡¯ll go somewhere so foreign


    even Brendan would not know where to look!¡±


    Tobey was oozing so much conviction that Deirdre finally yielded. Her mind was a million panicked


    thoughts rising at once, but she forced herself to think as coherently as she could. ¡°What about


    Madame Russell?¡± she asked. ¡°When Brendan¡¯s possessed, he goes all the way through the bottom of


    the barrel. He¡¯s not gonna let anyone go, not even Madame Russell.¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t worry about that. I¡¯ll send my mom to live in her hometown these few days until all of this blows


    over. She doesn¡¯t like living in cities but feels right at home in any rustic countryside.¡±


    That calmed Deirdre down.


    The time she had bought had run out. She pushed the door open and walked out, but before she left,


    she told Tobey under her breath, ¡°Thank you.¡±


    Tobey had taken a gambit with his life just so she could have a chance to escape Brendan. That was a


    sacrifice so momentous that failure ceased to be an option. The medical examination went on


    swimmingly, and Brendan was overjoyed. He pulled her into his arms as he read their report and


    breathed in her ear, ¡°Would you rather we have a baby boy or a baby girl?¡±


    In the past, Deirdre would have thought either was fine-as long as he was the one who fathered it. But


    things were different now. It was precisely because he had fathered it that made the child so


    undesirable.


    She could not leave him hanging, so she cast her eyes down and replied,¡± A boy, I guess.¡±


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    Brendan, surprised, cupped her face so he could meet her in the eyes.* Why?¡±


    ¡°What do you mean, ¡®why?¡¯¡±


    Brendan wanted to reply, ¡°Because that was not your answer back then.¡±


    He distinctly remembered the night of their wedding when a few of their friends wanted to y Truth Or


    Dare with the newlywed couple.


    Deirdre was selected again after thest round, and she was dared to mouth-feed Brendan


    strawberries. The experience flustered Deirdre so much that she chose Truth.


    One of their friends then asked, ¡°Do you want a baby boy or a baby girl?¡±


    Deirdre shot a look at Brendan, whose forced smile was indicative of annoyance. Still, she loved him so


    much that she ignored his subtle ire and answered sincerely, ¡°Baby girl.¡±


    ¡°Why?¡±


    Brendan interjected, ¡°That¡¯s a second question. Truth is over.¡±


    Deirdre did not resent the follow-up. In fact, she willingly¡ªthough quietly- answered,


    ¡°Because I think¡­ I think she¡¯s gonna be very happy to be born to this family.¡±


    She knew she was just a ceholder on that wedding night. She harbored no delusions about it.


    But she still loved him.


    Little did she know just what cruel fate awaited her from then on-she could not have predicted it.


    ¡°No reason in particr,¡± said Deirdre.


    Brendan reminded himself that, as Kyran Reed, he should not know much about


    Deirdre¡¯s past, let alone her old preference. He feigned a casual tone and replied,


    ¡°Huh? And here I thought you¡¯d like a baby girl more.¡±


    Something in Deirdre¡¯s eyes darkened. She turned her head sideways just in time before Brendan


    could see mocking amusement in her eyes. She used to want a daughter, but now she feared for her.


    She was terrified that her daughter would suffer the same terrible fate as she did.


    ¡°What about you?¡± she asked.


    The corner of Brendan¡¯s lips curled. He did not even hesitate. ¡°A baby girl.¡±


    That was out of Deirdre¡¯s expectation. She had been under the impression that


    Brendan¡¯s dogged desire for a child stemmed from his need to find an heir for the


    Brighthall family. But now that she thought about it, maybe his answer was precisely because he was


    sure their child would not see the world. Even if she did arrive, Brenda would probably sideline her as


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    Chapter 743 An Engagement


    Still, Deirdre could not stop herself from asking, ¡°Why?¡±


    Brendan ced his head on where her shoulder and neck met. He twirled a strand of her hair with his


    fingertip. ¡°Because a baby girl will be an adorable, mischievous, sweet little gremlin. Just like her


    mother.¡±


    ¡°But what if it was a boy?¡±


    The light in Brendan¡¯s eyes dimmed. ¡°Then I hope he doesn¡¯t turn out like H me. Had Deirdre still


    believed him to be Kyran, she would have chalked this up as Kyran being modest as usual. He was


    perfect! Impable! wless! Why would anybody hope their son turned out differently?


    But now, she was simply startled at Brendan¡¯s sudden disy of self- awareness. She forced herself to


    smile and reply, ¡°You¡¯re pulling my leg again.¡±


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    Brendan responded by squeezing her hand silently. Feeling a little disconcerted,


    Deirdre made up an excuse, ¡°It¡¯s gettingte. I need to take a shower.¡±


    She rose, and Brendan suddenly called out to her. ¡°Dee?¡±


    ¡°Hmm?¡±


    ¡°I love you.¡±


    Deirdre was stunned. ¡°How much?¡± she asked, just to go along.


    ¡°So, so much. I¡¯d sacrifice everything for you. I¡¯m¡­ I¡¯m so happy for our child, Dee. I¡¯m just so grateful


    for them to even exist. Oh God, I love you.¡±


    His voice, his words, his manner of speaking-all of them were saturated with unmistakable sincerity. It


    overpowered Deirdre so much that she almost lost control of her act, and that thought terrified her. She


    could feel that sudden, impulsive urge to just beg Brendan to let her go because somehow¡­


    Somehow, she wondered if


    Brendan had some sense and decency left in him. If he did¡­ If he knew he had done much wrong, he


    would let her go in good faith, right? Right?


    ¡°Dee?¡±


    She shook herself out of her thoughts and raised her head. ¡°Hmm?¡±


    ¡°I thought you were going to take a shower upstairs.¡±


    She nodded. ¡°Oh. Right.¡±


    Deirdre closed the bathroom door and turned on the shower. Cold water beat down on her hands as


    she stared into space. She had to repeatedly remind herself that ¡°Kyran Reed¡± was a product-a well-


    made, heavily designed and packaged hoax. They were the same person all along.


    But was there a hint of authenticity in the things he said just now? What if?


    Fortunately for Deirdre, her question was answered soon enough. It did not take more than three days


    before she heard about Brendan and Charlene¡¯s engagement from the news.


    The media had a field day with this godsend of a topic. They teased, joked, and milked the fact that


    Brendan and Charlene had been a couple for such a long time but never seemed to have the good


    timing for their engagement. That moment had finally arrived, as it seemed-the two would be engaged


    by next week, and their wedding should be expected within three months.


    It was neither shocking nor breaking news, but the media managed to ramble about it for more than ten


    minutes. As Deirdre tightened her grip around the remote control and listened, she thought of the


    confession


    Brendan had made yesterday.


    God, it was both disgusting and hrious. What he meant was loving two people via two separate


    identities. How ¡°sweet.¡±


    She shut her eyes and tried to calm the storm in her mind. It was then she heard the sound of keys


    entering the knob and turning.


    Brendan strode inside just in time to hear the talk show hosts¡¯ remarks.¡± I¡¯m sure this isn¡¯t going be an


    empty promise like thest time, right? I mean, if my memory serves, which it does, he was supposed


    to get engagedst year. And then some whatchamacallit happened, and it got dyed indefinitely the


    way your flight is always dyed.¡±


    ¡°Come on, Stephen. Be nice. Mr. Brighthall¡¯s got a bit of a healthplication at that time, remember?


    Pardon him for not having the energy to go on with the not-hectic event that is ¡®rich people¡¯s


    engagement party¡¯, man! Besides, people wanna be engaged when they are at least in the pink of


    health, right? So, when he¡¯s finally right as rain, that engagement is going full-steam ahead!¡±


    Deirdre switched off the TV quickly as Brendan frowned. He stepped forward and asked, ¡°Why are you


    watching that?¡±


    ¡°I was just listening to his talk show, and the news became one of the talking points,¡± Deirdre answered


    cidly. She rose from the couch. ¡°I didn¡¯t expect you to be home this early.¡±


    Suddenly, she picked up the scent of roses.


    Brendan brought the flowers to her. ¡°I bought some sweet pastries for you today, and there was a florist


    next door. I thought about how much you love flowers, so I went ahead and bought a bouquet.¡±

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    Chapter 744 A Business Trip to Neve


    Deirdre took the bouquet, leaned close to the petals, and sniffed it. The flowers were so fresh the air


    was thick with their scent. Little drops of dew even matted the tip of her nose.


    Brendan wiped the water away gently. ¡°I didn¡¯t n to buy roses at first. I would have guessed from


    your personality that you like baby¡¯s breath better. Still, you wouldn¡¯t be able to see its splendor right


    now, so I picked a flower famous for its strong scent.¡±


    ¡°I love it.¡± Deirdre caressed the bouquet gingerly. ¡°Every flower is my favorite so long as you¡¯re the one


    buying it for me.¡±


    She managed to find a vase and began to carefully slip each stalk inside. When it was done, Brendan


    threw his arms around her from behind.


    ¡°I think it¡¯s time you take a step back and take a break. Here, have some pastries. They¡¯re still warm. A


    friend of mine suggested it when I asked. ording to rumors, this bakery makes delicious desserts


    that are pregnancy-friendly.¡±


    Deirdre had lost quite some appetite these days, so Brendan waited for two hours to get her something


    she would like.


    The young woman in question had no appetite for it, but she heeded Brendan¡¯s suggestion and sat. He


    passed a puff to her hand, and she took a bite.


    She cupped her hand over her mouth. The sweetness of its filling erupted on her tongue, causing her


    stomach to churn and react. She nched.


    Brendan quickly pulled a garbage bin below her before Deirdre wretched and threw up. She grabbed a


    fistful of the mat in agony, a few tears trickling down her eyes.


    When she was done, Brendan swiped some wet tissues and gently wiped her mouth clean, paying no


    mind to how dirty she was. He then cleaned the garbage bin and returned to cradle her in his arms, his


    features twisting into a frown. ¡°I¡¯m so sorry.¡±


    Deirdre curled into a fetal position, ¡°l-lt¡¯s alright. N-Not your f-fault.¡±


    ¡°Ugh, it¡¯s totally my fault,¡± Brendan muttered, clearly distressed. ¡°I should have known this isn¡¯t the food


    you can stomach for the time being.¡±


    In the end, Brendan went to the kitchen and made a bowl of in spaghetti. The only seasoning it had


    was salt, so it was borderline tasteless. Still, Deirdre managed to eat quite a fill.


    Brendan spoke while thumbing through his documents as shey on her bed after dinner. ¡°I¡¯m going to


    be on a business trip next Monday. It¡¯s going to take three days.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s eyes snapped open as he caressed her hair. ¡°I think I¡¯ll ask Glenna toe for a two-nights


    sleepover.¡±


    ¡°Hey, what¡¯s that supposed to mean? I¡¯m not a kid who needs adult supervision!¡±


    Deirdre rolled and sat up from her bed, feigning rage. ¡°Do your thing, you busy, busy man. Don¡¯t drag


    my best friend into this!¡±


    Brendan hugged her. ¡°What¡¯s the matter? Can¡¯t bear to leave me? If you can¡¯t, you cane with me.¡±


    Go with him? Ha! Why would she? This was a windfall! Brendan¡¯s departure meant she had the perfect


    time to escape. It should take him some time to realize she was gone, but by then, she should already


    be on a ferry on her way to a foreign city. The point was not to drag Glenna into the trouble her nned


    escape would cause.


    She leaned her head against his chest. ¡°Glenna¡¯spany is really far from here, isn¡¯t it? And I¡¯m a


    grown-up. I don¡¯t need someone to keep mepany at all times. She can always just meet me after


    her work¡¯s over.¡±


    ¡°I don¡¯t feel safe about it, though. Your sight is severely limited. What will happen if you get hurt?¡± he


    refuted in concern, frowning. ¡°Maybe you shoulde with me instead.¡±


    Deirdre looked up. ¡°Where are you going?¡±


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    A long beatter, he answered, ¡°Neve.¡±


    Deirdre reeled in realization. So that was what his ¡°business trip¡± was all about. Next Monday was his


    engagement day.


    Deirdre could not stop the scornful amusement from pooling in her chest. Her expression darkened a


    little as if just the mention of the city summoned her ire. ¡°Why Neve all of a sudden?¡±

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    Chapter 745


    Chapter 745 Where Should I Run To?


    Brendan had always been a master weaver of lies. ¡°Den has an ongoing project in Neve, but his


    project at Alnwick sets him back from finalizing the deal. I¡¯m going there on his behalf.¡±


    Deirdre nodded. A momentter, she dered, ¡°I don¡¯t want to go.¡±


    She began to shiver. ¡°There are too many traumatic memories associated with that ce. I can¡¯t even


    think about it without feeling fear. I worry that I might not even be able to sleep once I¡¯m there. It¡¯s that


    stressful.¡±


    An expecting mother¡¯s mental health would always be the top priority. Thest thing Brendan wanted


    was for Deirdre feeling too tense and distressed. The excuse not to go with him practically wrote itself,


    and all Deirdre had to do was to use it. ¡°So, I think you should go alone. I¡¯ll be fine here. Don¡¯t worry. If


    you¡¯re worried about me, then give me a call every once in a while when you¡¯re free.¡±


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    Brendan kissed her hair. ¡°What happens if you identally kick the table and get injured?¡±


    Sheughed. ¡°Kyran, please. Pregnancy doesn¡¯t lower a woman¡¯s IQ, okay? And it¡¯s only just


    beginning. I¡¯m not close tobor or anything now, am I?¡± she quipped. ¡°Look, I¡¯m going to be extra


    careful when you¡¯re not around, but you really shouldn¡¯t worry. I¡¯ve been doing fine even when you¡¯re


    working, right? It¡¯s going to take only a few nights. It¡¯s a cakewalk in the park.¡±


    Brendan was finally convinced, but the most stubborn remnants of his anxiety and concern still


    managed to prompt him into taking some precautions. He instructed Sam to buy some surveince


    cameras and set them up in the corridors and living room behind Deirdre¡¯s back.


    She never came around to find out since he never told her. He worried that the young woman would


    be paranoid if he told her she was being captured on camera.


    Besides, it was only going tost three days. He would remove the cameras as soon as he was back.


    Deirdre did not notice anything amiss. Her mind was too preupied with her escape. Next Monday


    was her only chance, though she had no inkling of where to go. It had to be a ce far from Brendan¡¯s


    control-a ce where his power and influence could not reach.


    She mulled over her options and found no answer.


    ¡°Uh, Surstate, duh?¡± Glenna intoned as she turned the heat down on the stove. ¡°It¡¯s developing quickly


    enough, but it¡¯s nowhere near a metropolis like Neve or Eastgene.


    It¡¯s a pretty nice ce to live, though. It¡¯s a seaside city and perfect for vacations.¡±


    ¡°If someone were to, say, disappear there¡­ Is it easy to locate them in the city?¡± Glenna thought for a


    moment. ¡°Surstate city council is hoping to be a tourist attraction, but a beginning as humble as


    that ce means they have a lot of work cut out for them. It has way too many people with


    complicated, messy housing distributions. If anyone goes missing there, I don¡¯t think it¡¯s going to be


    that easy to find them. No offense, but a developed, wealthy urban city is just too different from an


    underdeveloped, backwater area.¡±


    Deirdre nodded quietly.


    Glenna set a steaming bowl of porridge on the table. ¡°Here you go. Oh, it¡¯s a little hot. Careful.¡±


    Deirdre blew the steam for a while before putting a scoop in her mouth. Excited,


    Glenna asked, ¡°So, how is it? I know my culinary skill is not as great as yours, but it¡¯s still pretty edible,


    right?¡±


    ¡°Please, you undersell yourself. It¡¯s amazing.¡± Deirdre drank her fill until she was sated. Then, she rose


    and announced, ¡°It¡¯s gettingte. I should head back.¡±


    Glenna quickly fetched a coat. ¡°I¡¯ll drive!¡± ¡°Glenna, you¡¯ve been workingte recently, right? You should


    take some early rest instead of being my driver again,¡± Deirdre replied cidly. ¡°I¡¯ll hail a cab and go


    straight to the vi.¡± ¡°Well¡­ I¡¯ll watch you get into the car, then!¡±


    Deirdre did not reject her this time. ¡°Sure.¡±


    As the taxi made its way to its destination, Deirdre closed her eyes and mulled over Glenna¡¯s


    suggestion. Surstate sounded like a good ce to hide, though traveling there was a little more difficult


    since it was a seaside city. She should get Tobey¡¯s opinion.


    When the car stopped, and the driver informed her, she opened her eyes, thanked him, and paid him


    before striding toward the gate. Then, a hazy silhouette formed in front of her gate, stark enough for her


    damaged eyesight to pick up.

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    Chapter 746 Two-Timing B*stard!


    Despite being visually impaired, Deirdre could still make out who the figure could be.


    ¡®Tobey? Is that you?¡±


    ¡°Dee!¡±


    Deirdre was startled. She scanned around cautiously before continuing. ¡°I thought you said we¡¯d


    contact each other over the phone! Why are you suddenly here, in person? What if Brendan¡¯s moles-¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t sweat it, Dee,¡± he replied, smiling. ¡°I would onlye here in person after being 100% sure both


    he and his people were gone. It¡¯s just you and me here.¡±


    Deirdre breathed a sigh of relief, though some of her anxiety and paranoia refused to go. She unlocked


    the door hurriedly and stepped inside. Turning around, she called out to him, ¡®We¡¯ll talk inside.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯ll pass.¡± The young man looked at the mud caking around his soles. ¡°I¡¯ll talk here.¡±


    Deirdre stopped by the door as Tobey scowled. ¡°Brendan left for Neve, didn¡¯t he? I saw the news. He¡¯s


    engaged to some woman named Charli McKinsey!¡±


    A beatter, Deirdre answered him cidly. ¡°You¡¯re right.¡±


    ¡®That crazy b*stard!¡± snarled Tobey. ¡°I thought¡­ I really thought he¡¯s gone through all these crazy


    schemes to be near you because he at least genuinely likes you, but you¡¯re telling me he¡¯s got another


    girl this whole time? What the h*ll!?¡±


    Deirdre stayed quiet. Nothing Brendan did could ever surprise her anymore -Brendan did what Brendan


    did.


    At the thought of him liking her, though? Deirdreughed quietly. ¡°I was never the one he loved. I


    wouldn¡¯t end up like this if I were.¡±


    ¡°But that doesn¡¯t make any sense! Why shackle you to himself if he doesn¡¯t even like you?!¡±


    Deirdre froze. She could note up with an answer either. ¡°Maybe¡­ he hates me so much he can¡¯t


    bear to see me happy and free elsewhere?¡±


    Tobey clenched his fists in rage. ¡°When should we start our move?¡±


    ¡®Tomorrow. We can¡¯t go now.¡±


    ¡®Why not?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s expression darkened. ¡°We haven¡¯t prepared enough. Have you ever thought of where we


    should go when we run? If I fail to find a ce before we go, we¡¯ll be stuck here, and it¡¯s only a matter


    of time before Brendan finds us. Then we¡¯ll lose that one chance of escape.¡±


    Tobey¡¯s expression turned grave.


    Meanwhile, Deirdre assuaged him with a smile. ¡°But¡­ I have a destination in mind.


    Sorry for the trouble, Tobey, but please look up Surstate. See if it¡¯s a good ce to hide for us and how


    we can get there. My ID and everything are under Brendan¡¯s control, so I can¡¯t buy ne tickets


    without alerting him. The only way to get there for me is through boats and ships¡­ and not the formal


    way where we buy tickets.¡±


    ¡°I got it,¡± Tobey replied reassuringly. ¡°Surstate, huh? I¡¯ll look it up today and start asking for help from


    mywork. Don¡¯t worry. I¡¯ve lived long enough to know how to pull some strings. We can get there


    without tickets.¡±


    ¡®Thank you, Tobey. I¡¯m sorry to trouble you again.¡±


    ¡®That¡¯s not true. Well, I got to go.¡±


    ¡°See you.¡±


    Deirdre closed the door and felt her heart sinking. It felt like a weight was pressing against her chest.


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    Way back on the other side of the city, Brendan watched the entire exchange unfold through his


    surveince camera. He narrowed his eyes and studied Deirdre¡¯s expression as she chatted with an


    unknown figure outside the door.


    She looked calm, then serious, and then relieved. There were so many emotions in between, too-


    emotions he had never seen her disy.


    He pulled the video forward and tried to make out who that mysterious figure might be through


    whatever little clues he could find. To his frustration, the figure was too far away from the camera¡¯s


    optimal angle, and the door frame blocked much of his upper body. He could not make out who she


    could possibly be talking to.


    Was it Glenna?


    No. Brendan rejected that conjecture almost immediately.


    It could not be. If it were Glenna, Deirdre would have already invited her into the house.

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    Chapter 747


    Chapter 747 Let¡¯s Add One More Stake to This, Shall We?


    For some unknown reason, the uncertain, almost unsettled look on Deirdre¡¯s face summoned a swirl of


    anxiety. He frowned, and his eyebrows locked together into a knot. He could not tell why or where this


    anxiety wasing from, but his gut was telling him that something big was about to happen¡­


    ¡°Bren!¡±


    The door to the lounge opened. Charlene sashayed into the room in tailor- made sartorial finery,


    decked in jewelry amounting to more than a million dors in total. She seemed to have made it her


    mission to be the epitome of a wealthy exhibitionistone could see it on her face.


    And her face! The surgery was clearly a sess, judging from her recovery. After leaving the


    detainment center, Charlene had some of her¡± imperfections¡± adjusted, and with the right application of


    cosmetics, she was genuinely beautiful in her own way.


    Brendan tossed a nce in her direction and felt a surge of disgust shooting into his mouth. His mien


    was frigid, but Charlene dismissed it altogether with a practiced smile. She stepped forward. ¡°What are


    you watching in this room? It¡¯s our engagement party, dear Bren. Our esteemed guests are dying to


    toast to us outside!¡±


    She extended her hand to him. He roundly ignored it. ¡°When are you going to give me the video?¡±


    Charlene¡¯s smile froze for a perceptible second.


    Then the faux grace returned. Only her voice contained whatever remained from her second-long ire.


    ¡°Do you really have to suck the joy out of our special asion like that, Bren?¡±


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    ¡°Look who¡¯sining!¡± Brendan smirked icily. ¡°As if you¡¯ve already forgotten that it¡¯s the only reason


    you¡¯re standing here today, showing off everything you don¡¯t own to people who could not have known


    better. It¡¯s the only reason you can look the way you look and sate your lust to be Mrs. Brighthall. Did


    you honestly think I would waste my time on you without this thing?¡±


    He did not mince his words-the cruelty was the point. Anyone would have found it stinging, but


    Charlene was utterly unfazed. She was well aware of her status, desired object, and objectives. She


    was not going to crumble and throw a fit just because


    Brendan was being deliberately caustic.


    ¡°Hmm¡­ Maybe tonight? I¡¯ll send Ophelia¡¯s video to you when this is over. She¡¯s alive and doing well!


    You can see it for yourself.¡±


    Herpliance was rewarded with Brendan¡¯s silence. He started out of the lounge while Charlene


    followed.


    ¡°Hmm, something¡¯s not fair about this deal, don¡¯t you think? I hand you what you want so easily and


    unreservedly, but you don¡¯t seem to return the favor, Bren,¡± sheined wryly. ¡°Where¡¯s my mother-


    inw? When is she going to show up? Her absence on a day as important as this one is wrong, don¡¯t


    you agree?¡±


    Madame Brighthall was not present despite the gravity of the engagement. Brendan had called her


    and, to his mother¡¯s surprise, asked for her attendance.


    Madame Brighthall had repeatedly tried to pry an answer, and when she could not, she sighed in


    resignation. ¡°You know what? Fine. You¡¯re a grownup, and I¡¯m no longer in the business of making you


    follow whatever I find best. You have your own way of cleaning up your mess, and only you know your


    own mess the best. With that said, I reserve my right not to join this. I won¡¯t ept her as my daughter-


    inw. Never.¡±


    It was not enough to dissuade Charlene at all. After her time in the detainment center, her gluttony had


    grown into something downright monstrous-that brief moment of denial fromfort and status had


    done a number on her appetite. Nobody in Neve should question her identity. Nobody could say she


    was not who she said she was.


    Everyone must acknowledge her the way she wanted. And Madame Brighthall had toe-and be on


    the front-row seat, with the limelight on.


    Brendan turned away from her, his expression even more frigid than before. Charlene broke out a


    smile. ¡°It¡¯s thest of my requests today, Bren dear. Oh! How about¡­ if I add to the stakes?


    ¡°Would you like an audio track of Ophelia¡¯s voice?¡±


    Madame Brighthall¡¯s appearance at the engagement party was the me that ignited the nation¡¯s


    imagination. Even neighboring cities indulged in the entertainment.


    By the time Deirdre caught the news, every channel and their shows were already talking about it.


    The importance of engagement parties paled against the gravitas of the wedding itself, so Madame


    Brighthall¡¯s absence would hardly seem inappropriate. She was an aging woman with a frail


    constitution who spent much of her time in her garden, after all. It was entirely reasonable for the older


    woman not to show up at a party for health reasons.

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    Chapter 748


    Chapter 748 Who¡¯s There By the Door That Day?


    This time, however, the elusive Madame Brighthall made her appearance. Anyone who could read


    between the lines knew what that meant. And so everyone began to treat Charlene as the confirmed


    Mrs. Brighthall.


    Charlene had achieved her objective.


    Deirdre switched off the TV, hung a coat on herself, and went upstairs to her bed. She ced her hand


    on her abdomen andy on her back for a while before finally falling asleep. As her dream slowly


    coalesced, her phone suddenly rang from beside her head.


    She was startled awake. Feeling for her phone, she pressed the answer button and asked raspily,


    ¡°Who¡¯s this?¡±


    ¡°Dee.¡±


    Hearing Kyran¡¯s voice drew Deirdre out of her sleep, though not necessarily out of her dream. It felt as


    though she was back in those days again when Kyran was just Kyran.


    But if it were a dream, then why did she feel a chill crawling up her spine?


    She steeled herself as best she could. ¡°Kyran? Are you finally finished with your work?¡±


    ¡°Mm¡­ Hmm¡­¡± He sounded drunk. His usual control was not there. ¡°Did I just¡­ wake you up?¡±


    Deirdre sat up straight. Enveloped in darkness, she felt her heart racing.¡± No. I was just taking a cat


    nap. But what about you? Did you drink?¡±


    ¡°I did. I¡¯m sorry. I know I said I wouldn¡¯t drink too much, but¡­ Oh. I failed.¡±


    Deirdre gave a shallow chuckle. She expected this. It was his engagement party-why would he not


    drink? Poor Brendan. He had to spend a few precious minutes calling her at midnight just to keep up


    his act as Kyran! ¡°Dee? I¡¯m starting to miss you. I want to see you. So, so much,¡± he mumbled. ¡°I¡¯ve


    only left this morning. This morning! Why am I missing you so much already?¡±


    Deirdre realized he really was that drunk. She even wondered if she should give him credit for his


    dedication-he called her even when he was intoxicated. She should probably mock him for being so


    good at ying games with other people¡¯s hearts, too.


    She remained silent.


    Brendan seemed to sober up a little. ¡°Dee?¡±


    ¡°Yeah?¡±


    ¡°Who was that?¡±


    Blood rushed into her head. Her fingernails were trembling so much they became numb. She bit her


    lips to try to stay calm. ¡°What do you mean who?¡±


    ¡®This afternoon. Someone stood by the door and talked to you.¡±


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    Deirdre felt as though her body was a husk not under her control. If the lights were on, one would have


    noticed how quickly her face was drained of colors and how ashen she looked.


    She took a deep breath and questioned, ¡°How did you know? Did you appoint someone to stalk me or


    something?¡±


    A cold breeze blew across Brendan¡¯s face, waking him a little. Whatever was left of his senses stopped


    him from admitting to putting her under surveince, so he said,


    ¡®The neighbor next door told me. They saw you and were worried a scammer might have targeted you.¡±


    ¡°Our neighbor?¡± Deirdre finally regained control over her numbing body. If it was the neighbor who saw


    them, then there was no way they could tell it was Tobey. She exhaled a breath and replied, ¡°It was a


    salesman.¡±


    ¡°A salesman?¡±


    ¡°Yeah. He came to our door and made me a little ufortable. But really, he was your regr


    salesman.¡±


    ¡°What was he selling? The neighbor said you didn¡¯t look so good,¡± muttered Brendan. Deirdre pinched


    the inside of her thigh and spun a lie. ¡°He¡­ He¡­ was selling sex toys, okay? Of course I was


    flustered.¡±


    ¡°Sex toys?¡± Brendan echoed aloud and, seemingly understanding her, chuckled quietly. ¡°And did you


    buy anything? We could give it a try when we¡¯re free.¡±


    He was trying to seduce her, so Deirdre feigned anger. ¡°Excuse you, Kyran! I¡¯m pregnant! Don¡¯t try any


    funny business.¡±


    ¡°Oh, oh right.¡± Brendan¡¯s voice was airy and cheerful. ¡°I have to stop myself for the sake of our child! I


    will be a good father and husband. I swear.¡±

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    Chapter 749 You Love Being the Third Wheel, Don¡¯t You?


    ¡®That¡¯s more like it,¡± Deirdre said quickly, relieved. He believed her now, did he not?


    Dread refused to leave her alone. She had thought that with everyone leaving thepound, Tobey


    coulde right at her door and still be rtively safe. She was wrong-Brendan had somehow made


    her neighbor his mole, too. The only small sce was that the neighbor did not recognize Tobey.


    Deirdre bit her lips tightly. She should insist on bringing Tobey inside the next time.


    ¡°Dee.¡±


    She snapped out of her thoughts. ¡°Oh? What¡¯s the matter?¡±


    ¡°I want to go home. To see you.¡±


    Deirdre was stunned. She chuckled. ¡°Alright, it¡¯s a little toote for jokes now, Kyran.


    There¡¯s no flighting home right now, and you¡¯re not driving in this state. What you should do is


    rest. Go to sleep.¡±


    ¡°I could always ask someone to drive me home.¡±


    ¡°Nope, that¡¯s still dangerous to my liking. I won¡¯t be able to sleep knowing that!¡± she said, doing her


    best to assure him.


    Brendan finally relented. ¡°Okay. But only if you tell me you love me,¡± he said softly¡­ almost wistfully. ¡°I


    haven¡¯t heard you say that for a while now.¡±


    Deirdre took a deep breath. ¡°Kyran, I¡­ I love you.¡± Silence.


    ¡°Kyran? Kyran!¡±


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    She thought he had left his phone until Charlene¡¯s voice rang, ¡°Oh, soooo sorry, Miss McKinnon. Bren¡¯s


    fallen asleep, so I guess he¡¯s never gonna answer your deration of love now.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s face paled. Emotions overcame her like a deluge-she felt both a chill and a fever coursing


    through her bloodstream. It was like being in two different kinds of hell simultaneously.


    ¡°Oh? He fell asleep?¡±


    ¡°He did.¡± Charlene chuckled softly as she studied Brendan¡¯s sleeping face.¡± He looked so rxed in his


    sleep¡­ and so adorable too, just like before. He¡¯s gotten himself drunk because he was drinking in my


    ce, you know. Gosh, I feel so bad!¡±


    Deirdre was not angered by her showing off her status-she simply felt pity. ¡°Seems like there¡¯s nothing


    important here. Goodbye.¡±


    ¡°Not so fast,¡± Charlene drawled. ¡°I gotta ask: do you relish being the third wheel, Miss McKinnon? Or is


    being his sex partner what makes you happy? See, I¡¯m not as nasty and selfish as you think. If you


    want it hard enough, I guess I can allow you to share a bit of him with me. All you have to do is


    acknowledge that I¡¯m his actual true love while you¡¯re just a side wh*re, and we¡¯ll get along just fine,


    wouldn¡¯t you agree?¡±


    Get along fine, her *ss. Charlene was pushing her head into a pile of manure -that was what this was


    about! What she said was demeaning and disparaging-there was no other way to read it!


    Deirdre began to shake despite herself as Charlene continued. ¡°Go ahead and give my offer a thought.


    Now, please excuse me¡­ He has reserved a spot for me on our bed.¡±


    She deliberately emphasized ¡°our bed¡±.


    Charlene hung up the call and left Deirdre sitting on her bed and staring nkly into space.


    ¡®Do you relish being the third wheel?¡¯


    ¡®Or is being his sex partner what makes you happy?¡¯


    ¡®All you have to do is acknowledge that I¡¯m his actual true love while you¡¯re just a side wh*re, and we¡¯ll


    get along just fine?¡¯


    Those words stung. Deirdre shut her eyes tightly, but she could not even summon the strength for a


    rebuttal. All of this humiliation was Brendan¡¯s fault. He had forced her into this.


    She would remember all the sins he hadmitted against her with all her might.


    Ultimately, she lost her sleep for the rest of the night. It was hardly a good thing for a pregnant woman.


    In the morning, she had a head-splitting migraine.


    She gave a low sigh and decided to get up to pack up. A suitcase would be too big and heavy for her,


    so she chose to pack light with a bag. She stuffed some clothes inside, mulled over her decision for a


    while, and took the medicines her doctor gave her as well.


    Deirdre then made breakfast and ate while waiting for Tobey¡¯s news. Her phone rang, and her joy


    skyrocketed.

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    Chapter 750 Brendan¡¯s Coming Back!


    ¡°Hello!¡±


    ¡°Someone¡¯s very chipper today.¡±


    It was prudent of Deirdre to have stopped shy of calling out Tobey¡¯s name, or Brendan would have


    immediately caught wind.


    ¡°Did you guess it was going to be me?¡±


    Deirdre gripped her fork tightly. ¡°Who else could have called me?¡±


    Heughed. Deirdre heard the sound of the airport announcing boarding time for a specific ne and


    froze. ¡°Where are you?¡±


    ¡°Aww¡­ You heard that?¡± Brendan sounded a little disappointed. ¡°It was supposed to be a surprise, but


    I guess the announcement had toe at the worst possible timing, huh? I¡¯ming back from Neve.¡±


    Deirdre jumped to her feet, her chair falling behind her. ¡®Why are you suddenlying back? You said


    your trip would take three days. It¡¯s only the second day today!¡±


    ¡°You¡¯re the reason, Dee. What else could it be?¡± He chuckled and lowered his voice. ¡°I hate every


    second of being here. I just couldn¡¯t stop myself from thinking about you and our child. Besides, I don¡¯t


    feel safe leaving you alone there.¡±


    Deirdre felt her entire body freezing as Brendan continued reassuringly. ¡°I know it¡¯s hard, but you got to


    be patient. Just wait for me at home. I¡¯m boarding the ne, and it¡¯s not going to take me a long time


    before I get there.¡±


    He ended the call.


    Deirdre felt an explosion in her chest. She bit her lips hard, her body trembling. How!?


    How could this have happened!? She had thought she had the whole day to prepare before escaping


    by night. Then, when Brendan returned the next morning, he would find the room empty and could not


    find her even if he tried. But now¡­ he wasing home!


    Deirdre rubbed her cheeks. She was shocked, but honestly, she did not even have the time to be


    shocked. She called Tobey, her fingers quivering.


    A whileter, the call finally connected. ¡°Dee? What¡¯s up? Are you awake?¡±


    ¡°Tobey!¡± she cried out, closing her eyes as her eyshes fluttered. ¡°Are you prepared?¡±


    ¡®Why?¡± Tobey detected something amiss. ¡®What happened?¡±


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    Maybe it was fate being cruel again. Deirdreughed bitterly and gave him the bad news, ¡°He¡¯s on his


    way home now!¡±


    ¡°He what!?¡±


    ¡°He just boarded the ne. I think it¡¯s going to take him less than two hours toe home.¡±


    Panic shadowed Tobey¡¯s face. He had been lying on his couch, hoping to catch a bit more shut-eye,


    but the sudden change of ns galvanized him into putting on his jacket. ¡°Okay, calm down. Are you at


    home? I¡¯ming to get you!¡±


    ¡®Where are we going?¡±


    Tobey gnashed his teeth. ¡°I¡¯ve talked to my friend, and the n was to leave tonight by ship, but I


    guess we don¡¯t have the luxury of waiting now, do we? There was a cargo ship set to sail to Surstate


    around now, though. But there¡¯s no room for us to sleep in, and the environment could be a little


    ¡°Never mind that!¡± Deirdre snapped. ¡°I just want to run! I just want to run¡­¡± ¡°I¡¯ming.¡±


    Tobey ended the call. Deirdre did not waste any more time panicking, either. Gritting her teeth to calm


    herself down, she went up the stairs and stuffed a mat into her bag.


    There was no room on the cargo ship, and the sea was cold and wet. Her frail body would not endure it


    as well as she hoped, but this was her only chance. She brought her bag downstairs and waited.


    Seconds ticked by, then minutes.


    Finally, there was a sound on the door. ¡°Dee, it¡¯s me! Open the door!¡±


    Deirdre yanked it open, her face pale with anxiety and dread. ¡°T-Tobey!¡±


    He grazed her cheeks. ¡°It¡¯s okay, Dee. It¡¯s okay. We go, right now. I¡¯ve checked the flight. Brendan¡¯s


    ne¡¯s only going tond in ten minutes.¡±


    Deirdre nodded hard. With her bag in her hand, the two of them bolted toward Tobey¡¯s car without even


    closing the door.

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    Chapter 751 Please Stay


    Because they were to leave by cargo ship, they couldn¡¯t take their car with them.


    Therefore, Tobey had to park the car at the roadside, which was quite far away from the pier.


    To avoid letting the cat out of the bag, they ran immediately after getting out of the car and tried to


    board the cargo ship before 11:00 a.m.


    In addition to the strenuous exercise, Deirdre had not slept for a night already. Hence, she felt her


    lower abdomen aching.


    Covering her lower abdomen, she felt a stream of heat under her body, along with a sharp pain.


    ¡°What¡¯s wrong, Deirdre? Are you tired?¡±


    Deirdre shook her head with her face white as a sheet.


    ¡°Endure a bit. The cargo ship won¡¯t wait for us. We¡¯ll be fine as long as we get there,¡±forted Tobey.


    ¡°Okay.¡±


    Deirdre nodded. She didn¡¯t tell Tobey about her body¡¯s condition. As time waited for no man, she


    stretched herself to the extreme and paced forward until she finally got to the pier.


    She heaved a sigh of relief when she felt that her lower abdomen wasn¡¯t as painful as it was. Following


    that, she heard her phone ring.


    Tobey took a look while Deirdre answered the call after she hesitated slightly. Brendan should have just


    gotten off the ne. Therefore, she nned tofort him to earn them a higher chance of escaping.


    When she pressed the button to ept the call, she heard Brendan¡¯s pleading voice amidst a noisy


    environment. ¡°Deirdre, don¡¯t leave¡­¡±


    Deirdre was startled.


    Brendan sounded as though he was crying, and his voice was weak. But when


    Deirdre tried to listen carefully, she couldn¡¯t hear it clearly.


    ¡°Deirdre, I¡¯m sorry, don¡¯t go! Please, I beg you! Please stay!¡±


    Gnashing her teeth, Deirdre determinedly cut off the call and threw the phone into the water.


    ¡°What¡¯s wrong?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s lips were discolored, and she shook her head as she replied, ¡± Quickly, Brendan has realized


    it.¡±


    She didn¡¯t know how Brendan had realized it. It sounded like he was near the airport, but she was


    running out of time to find out.


    After greeting the cargo ship¡¯s crew, they entered the cargo hold. It seemed to contain some smelly


    stuff, which led to the cargo hold bing very smelly.


    Tobey took off his jacket and put it on a box so that Deirdre could sit on it.


    Deirdre felt that the cargo ship had begun to move, signaling that it had already departed. She looked


    up and asked, ¡°How long will it take to get to Surstate?¡±


    ¡°Shortest is a day and a half, and the longest is three days.¡±


    Seeing Deirdre holding her lower abdomen tightly, Tobey asked, ¡°Are you alright? You don¡¯t look good


    since you got out of the car. Are you sick?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m alright¡­¡± Deirdre shook her head and got herself a good reason. ¡°I think I look bad because I


    didn¡¯t have enough sleep. I¡¯ll be fine after taking a nap.¡±


    ¡°Hold on.¡±


    Tobey made a small bed with a couple of boxes and spread a mat he took out of


    Deirdre¡¯s bag on it.


    ¡°Sleep on it first while I go to ask around for a suitable nket.¡±


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    Deirdre went to sit on the makeshift bed. Tobey got his jacket and saw the blood on her when he was


    about to cover Deirdre with it.


    ¡°What¡¯s this?¡± Tobey¡¯s eyes constricted with shock. ¡°Why is there blood? Deirdre! Are you injured?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s mind went nk, and she didn¡¯t know what to say about the blood.


    ¡°I have my period.¡±


    From her face, however, Tobey saw she was at a loss. He grabbed Deirdre¡¯s shoulder. ¡°Tell me the


    truth! What¡¯s wrong with you?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s eyes were red as she replied somewhat forlornly, ¡°I¡¯m sorry, Tobey. I¡¯m pregnant.¡±


    ¡°You are pregnant!?¡± Tobey was furious. ¡°Are you nuts!? You¡¯re pregnant, yet you were running with me


    and boarded this ship! Do you know that no one can save you if anything happens to you!?¡±

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    Chapter 752 You Are The Unforgivable


    ¡°Well, let¡¯s just submit to fate.¡±


    She had no other choice because this was her only chance to escape. She was willing to die instead of


    returning to Brendan.


    ¡°But! But-¡±


    ¡°Tobey, there is no but.¡± With downcast eyes, Deirdre said, ¡°I know you well. Once I told you I¡¯m


    pregnant, you¡¯d have scruples and may not even have let me on the ship for the fear that I may have


    idents on the ship. However, you don¡¯t know Brendan.


    This is the only chance I can escape!¡±


    ¡°Oh, dear¡­¡± Feeling distressed, Tobey said, ¡°But what if something happens to you?¡±


    ¡°No, it won¡¯t.¡± Deirdre smiled. ¡°I felt pain just now when I bled, but I¡¯m a lot better now.¡±


    Tobey took a deep breath. ¡°Hold on, let me talk to them. Since you¡¯re pregnant, you must not be harsh


    to yourself. Even if we have to pay extra, you¡¯ll have a room to stay.¡±


    At that moment, Brendan rushed to the mansion. The door was opened, and he could smell Deirdre¡¯s


    scent, but none of her clothes and belongings could be seen.


    Deirdre¡¯s belongings had all been taken.


    Brendan stood at the door, frozen. His eyes were bloodshot, covered by his sloppy hair.


    Sam paced toward Brendan. ¡°Mr. Brighthall, I checked with the airport and verified that Tobey and Miss


    McKinnon didn¡¯t board any ne.¡±


    ¡°What about the car?¡±


    ¡°Found it at the roadside, but no one was found. There¡¯s no CCTV, so we can¡¯t identify whether they


    have boarded another car or a ship nearby.¡± Brendan was on the verge of falling, and Sam had to hurry


    forward to hold him. However, Brendan pushed him away and rushed out as if he had just recalled


    something.


    He went all the way to Glenna¡¯s house.


    When Glenna opened the door and saw Brendan looking like this, surprise appeared on her face.


    Brendan said in a husky voice, ¡°You know where Deirdre has gone, right?


    You know it, right!?¡±


    ¡°Deirdre?¡± Glenna was startled. ¡°Where has Deirdre gone?¡±


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    Brendan was rooted to his spot as he closed his eyes, and desperation spread throughout him.


    She was truly gone. She was so determined that she left not even any hints behind.


    How could she be so cruel to take away their child?


    Glenna became worried. ¡°Where did you say Deirdre went?¡±


    ¡°Deirdre and Tobey have run away.¡±


    Upon hearing the answer, Glenna suddenly recalled the day Deirdre had asked her where was the best


    ce to travel without being found, and she immediately calmed down.


    It turned out that Deirdre had been nning to leave since that day. This was Deirdre, who would try


    her best to survive on her own instead of relying on Brendan.


    ¡°It¡¯s good that she¡¯s gone. She should have left a devil like you long ago.¡±


    Since Deirdre was safe, Glenna didn¡¯t need to act any longer. While looking at Brendan with disgust,


    she said, ¡°Since you forced Deirdre into the prison, you should have thought about this day. She sees


    you as a monster and would escape from you regardless!¡±


    ¡°What are you talking about?¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t you know clearly what I am talking about?¡± Glenna smirked. ¡°You ruined all that she has. Yet,


    you thought that all those grievances would disappear after a makeover? When she was asking me


    whether Kyran was Brendan, did you know how depressed she was?¡±


    Brendan turned pale. When he thought of the scene Glenna described, his heart seemed to be cut


    open by a blunt knife and felt so painful that his eyes were bloodshot.


    ¡°She cried for a long time at the gate of themunity, and I didn¡¯t dare to see her because I knew that


    she is strong by nature and didn¡¯t want others to see her cry.She¡¯s such a great woman, yet you are the


    one who ruined everything in her life. Not only have you ruined her first marriage, but you also ruined


    all her affection. Brendan! You are simply unforgivably guilty! You should be the one who should hide


    and wish to die, not her!¡±

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    Chapter 753 Price to Pay for Hurting Her


    Brendan gnashed his teeth as he felt wave after wave of dizziness, leaving his internal organs riddled


    with blood and throes.


    Glenna retaliated with a smile. ¡°That¡¯s right. You should be suffering more than her. This is the price


    you need to pay for hurting her.¡±


    Tobey might have paid a great price, but Deirdre finally managed to rest in a room.


    There was a woman, the wife of a crew member, who was responsible as a chef for taking care of the


    crew¡¯s meals. When she learned Deirdre was pregnant and bleeding, she purposely came and


    knocked on Deirdre¡¯s door. Because Deirdre couldn¡¯t see, the woman helped Deirdre to change, put a


    sanitary pad on her lingerie, and took out her bloody clothes to wash them.


    Deirdre truly appreciated the woman¡¯s help, but the woman replied, ¡°It¡¯s not a big deal at all. I¡¯m just


    doing what I can. When I was pregnant, I didn¡¯t suffer as much as you are. I didn¡¯t have to board a


    cargo ship, traveling in the cold wind.¡±


    She sat near Deirdre and asked curiously, ¡°Miss, I¡¯m really curious why you would go to Surstate


    through this method. Could the parents did not agree, and you eloped?¡±


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    It wasn¡¯t surprising for the woman to think they had eloped. After all, it was weird for Deirdre and Tobey


    to select this means of transportation. Nevertheless, Deirdre didn¡¯t exin herself.


    She only replied with a smile, ¡°I got it. But you are the one who has to suffer. You¡¯ll suffer a lotter with


    your body being so weak.¡±


    In the beginning, Deirdre didn¡¯t understand what the woman meant but understood it onlyter.


    Leaning on the railing, she was throwing up so much she felt awfully sick. Thebination of motion


    sickness and hyperemesis gravidarum made her feel bad almost every second.


    When she was done and squatted down, Tobey handed her pieces of tissues. ¡°Wipe your face.¡±


    ¡°Thanks.¡±


    Deirdre wiped away the tears which covered her face.


    Heaving a sigh, Tobey asked, ¡°When did you first realize you were pregnant?¡±


    ¡°After I learned that Kyran is Brendan.¡± Deirdre smiled wryly.


    If the child were toe earlier, she might sincerely feel happy about its arrival, but now, she couldn¡¯t


    tell what she felt.


    Frowning heavily, Tobey asked, ¡°What do you n to do?¡±


    ¡°What to do?¡± Deirdre looked up in confusion.


    Tobey was startled. It took him a while before he said, ¡°Deirdre, don¡¯t tell me that you want to keep this


    child!¡±


    Deirdre was dumbfounded and rooted to the spot. She could barely find her voice to say, ¡°No¡­¡±


    She was woken up by the sea breeze and pursed her soft lips. ¡°I just haven¡¯t thought about it yet.¡±


    ¡°How can you not think about it? It¡¯s Brendan¡¯s child. You should know that it must not live when you


    find out!¡±


    Tobey took a deep breath and said, ¡°Deirdre, I know it¡¯s also your child, and you will be reluctant to let it


    go. But since you have chosen to leave, you should start it all fresh!


    ¡°Do you know how difficult it is for a single mother to survive? Moreover, you¡¯re blind! You can¡¯t even


    take care of yourself, let alone the child! Having it will just be a burden to you!¡±


    ¡°I understand.¡±


    Deirdre knew that Tobey was pointing out the reality.


    It was just that she couldn¡¯t be cruel to do it. She somewhat felt that the child was that embryo she


    used to bear in prison. It was alling to her. Thest time she couldn¡¯t protect it even after trying her


    best. But what about this time? She was, at least, a free woman.


    Looking at the confusing face of Deirdre, Tobey looked rather conflicted.¡± Deirdre, tell me the truth.


    Even though you know that Kyran is Brendan, you still love him, right?¡±

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    Chapter 754 I Won¡¯t Keep It


    As soon as Deirdre heard Tobey, her pupils constricted with surprise.


    ¡°Impossible!¡± she retorted.


    ¡°In this case, why are you so reluctant to let go of his child?¡±


    Deirdre looked heartbroken. She didn¡¯t know whether she should exin herself, but she eventually


    did. ¡°Tobey, I was pregnant in the past.¡±


    ¡°What?¡± Tobey was astounded.


    While smiling wryly, Deirdre told everything she had experienced in the past few years. Perhaps she


    was too tired to hide all the grievances to herself and felt rather relieved after she finished speaking.


    Meanwhile, Tobey was shivering. He was so furious that his eyes reddened and he punched hard at


    the railing. ¡°That lunatic! Why doesn¡¯t he die!?¡±


    Moving her messy hair aside, she said, ¡°I¡¯m sorry for that child. I always feel that I owe him. If I could


    protect him back then, he wouldn¡¯t leave in that way with despair¡­¡±


    ¡°Deirdre¡­¡± Tobey hugged her. ¡°It is just an embryo, yet to be a fetus.¡±


    ¡°Yes,¡± said Deirdre, her eyes downcast. ¡°But I¡¯m still scared. Therefore, the presence of this child has


    made me feel that this is another opportunity that God has given me to redeem myself.¡±


    Before Tobey said anything, Deirdre added calmly, ¡°Don¡¯t worry, Tobey. I understand what you mean. I


    won¡¯t keep it. I just want to wait until I regain myposure before terminating it. Meanwhile, I also feel


    I have a chance to get along with it and make up for my failures.¡±


    Caressing her hair, Tobey said, ¡°I don¡¯t want to force you.¡±


    ¡°How could you say that you are forcing me? I know you said it for my sake. You¡¯re right that I should


    let go of the past since I¡¯ve decided to let go. If I were to keep Brendan¡¯s child, I¡¯d regret it in the future.¡±


    Tobey didn¡¯t say a thing but tightened his hug.


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    At that moment, there wasn¡¯t any romantic rtionship between the two parties but iparable


    friendship and kinship in life, just tofort each other¡¯s souls.


    After a while, Deirdre recalled and asked, ¡°Did you tell Madame Russell about me?¡±


    ¡°I haven¡¯t managed to tell her. Once she learns about your situation, she¡¯ll definitely be so worried that


    she can¡¯t sleep. She¡¯ll also dwell on it, and this is not good for her health,¡± replied Tobey after a


    moment of silence.


    ¡°Understood.¡± Feeling guilty, Deirdre apologized, ¡°It¡¯s me who¡¯s been dragging you and Madame


    Russell into this ordeal. However, is it really good for her to stay there alone? If Brendan finds her, he¡¯ll


    definitely y some tricks on her.¡±


    ¡°I don¡¯t think so.¡± Tobeyforted her. ¡°I¡¯ve changed my mom¡¯s phone number and asked her not to


    return to Vige Alnwick. She won¡¯t be found if she doesn¡¯t leave the ce she is in now.¡±


    In the next few days, Brendan investigated endlessly. After checking all the surveince cameras,


    which could probably detect Tobey and Deirdre when they got out of the car, he finally came to only


    one possibility.


    Tobey and Deirdre should have boarded a ship.


    After ncing at Brendan, Sam said softly, ¡°But I checked the ferry schedule that day, and the earliest


    avable ferry would have to be at night. How could Miss McKinnon and that man disappear out of thin


    air?¡±


    Brendan closed his eyes. The dark circles under his eyes showed he hadn¡¯t gotten any news about


    Deirdre for a few days already. When he heard Sam¡¯s question, he just sat on the sofa and asked only


    after a moment,¡± Are there any other boats?¡±


    ¡°Yes, but¡­ it doesn¡¯t seem to be possible,¡± replied Sam.


    Brendan opened his eyes to look at Sam and urged him to continue.¡± Those are cargo ships. The


    rooms on those ships are all small bedrooms where a group of men sleeps on the floor. The space is


    extremely narrow because the ships are full of cargo, and guests are not allowed to board the ship.


    Moreover, Miss McKinnon is pregnant, so it is impossible¡±

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    ¡°What do you mean by impossible?¡± Brendan¡¯s handsome face was indifferent. The corners of his lips


    curled up into a mocking smile when he said, ¡°You¡¯ve underestimated her too much. What can¡¯t she do


    to stay away from me? Let alone to board a cargo ship, even if she was asked to dive into the water,


    she would never hesitate¡­¡±


    His eyelids were so heavy again that he closed his eyes and took a deep breath.


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    Following that, he asked soberly, ¡°Where are those ships going?¡±


    Sam btedly realized that Brendan was asking him a question and replied, ¡°It¡¯s not clear because


    those ships can go anywhere with the waterway extended toward all directions. Special cargo ships are


    heading for almost all reachable cities.¡±


    Brendan didn¡¯t say anything else. He merely bent to pour himself a ss of wine and continued pouring


    it down his throat.


    Sam felt heartache and advised, ¡°Mr. Brighthall, stop drinking. You got well not long ago. What if your


    health rpses?¡±


    With a sardonic smile, Brendan poured another ss of wine down his throat. ¡°She, as a pregnantdy,


    doesn¡¯t even care about her health. So why should I care?¡±


    Gulp after gulp of wine, he had drunk half of the bottle in a short while. Although he could hold his


    liquor, his stomach was burning because he hadn¡¯t eaten any food. He felt his stomach hurt so much


    that he frowned, and his eyes reddened.


    Still, he firmly believed that the pain was caused by alcohol, not by Deirdre. ¡°Mr. Brighthall¡­¡±


    Sam didn¡¯t dare to advise again. The fact that Brendan could stay so calm since Deirdre¡¯s fleeing event


    was already out of his expectations.


    However, Brendan was so calm andposed that he didn¡¯t look like a human being but a corpse, a


    soulless walking dead.


    This was the scene Den saw when he rushed over.


    He threw all the alcohol bottles and berated, ¡°Are you crazy to drink so desperately?


    Even though Deirdre ran away, you can just get her back! I don¡¯t believe that she can run away for a


    lifetime! If something happens to you, at least someone will be there to take care of you!¡±


    Lying on the sofa, Brendan lifted his hand to cover his forehead, shook his head, and replied, ¡°No¡­¡±


    ¡°What?¡±


    ¡°She won¡¯te back again.¡±


    ¡°Why are you so sure?¡± Den was startled.


    Brendan smirked. ¡°Maybe because I understand how much she hates me.¡±


    How could Deirdree back? She wished to stay away from him so much she was even willing to go


    to Germia-a ce she was not familiar with and incapable of speaking even a word of Germian-just to


    avoid him.


    ¡°But why is she so cruel to herself?¡± Slightly trembling, Brendan took a deep breath and controlled his


    voice. ¡°Will she be able to bear the tough conditions on that ship?¡±


    Eyes filled with helplessness and pity, Den couldn¡¯t persuade Brendan to cheer up.


    ¡°Therefore, all you have to do is to find her and do everything you can to beg her to forgive you.¡±


    ¡°How am I supposed to find her?¡± Brendanughed at himself. ¡°If Deirdre is determined to hide, she¡¯ll


    do it very cautiously so that I can¡¯t find her.¡±


    Den said, ¡°She¡¯ll indeed be very cautious when she hides because she doesn¡¯t really have her own


    social circle. She has no friends and rtives, but what about Tobey?¡±


    Brendan turned his face sideways, and Den said earnestly, ¡°Tobey¡¯s mother is in his hometown.


    Hurry up, and you may find her mother. Or else, it¡¯ll be toote when they manage to leavepletely.¡±


    On the first day upon arrival at Surstate, Deirdre and Tobey didn¡¯t dare to stay in a hotel, which required


    them to register with their real names. Thus, they could only find a motel to stay at. But because the


    environment was not good and the sound instion was poor, Deirdre couldn¡¯t sleep well.


    In the next two days, Tobey finally found and rented a house in a residential area.

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    There was no need to sign a contract, and the house had two rooms and one living room, making it


    very convenient to live in.


    After settling down, Tobey took Deirdre to a clinic to check on her pregnancy.


    After the consultation and tests, the doctor said there were signs of miscarriage. The embryo would


    have been lost if it weren¡¯t for good luck.


    Deirdre was reminded of the day they were on the run-she had been bleeding and almost had had a


    miscarriage.


    Fortunately, she had managed to pull it through. Otherwise, she might not have been able to survive


    the miscarriage on the ship.


    Following that, the doctor prescribed some medicine for Deirdre. The total cost for the consultation fee


    and medicine was about 300 dors.


    When they had to pay, Deirdre couldn¡¯t help but feel pain.


    ¡°Tobey, what about we don¡¯t take the medicine¡­¡± Deirdre¡¯s face turned pale because she knew it was


    the time when they needed money the most. ¡®The child¡­ will be aborted sooner orter. Hence, it¡¯s a


    pity to waste money on medicine.¡±


    Tobey paid the bill without saying a word. Then, he said, ¡°I¡¯m not doing it for Brendan¡¯s child but for


    you. Currently, you and the child are connected to each other. Hence, you¡¯ll also have to suffer if


    anything happens to it.¡±


    However, Tobey didn¡¯t have much money left after paying the bill.


    They couldn¡¯t withdraw any money from the bank because doing so would immediately expose their


    whereabouts to Brendan.


    Tobey got a job and informed Deirdre when he returned in the evening.


    Upon hearing it, Deirdre couldn¡¯t help but be surprised. ¡°What type of job is it?¡±


    ¡°Although it¡¯s not a proper job, the pay is not bad. Hence, it¡¯s enough for us to buy food.¡±


    Although Tobey didn¡¯t answer directly, Deirdre knew they couldn¡¯t survive without spending a single


    cent. Thus, her face turned pale.


    ¡°Is it tiring?¡±


    While smiling, Tobey stood up to wash dishes. ¡°I¡¯m not sure about that. After all, I must go to work to


    know whether it is tiring.¡±


    Deirdre rushed to take the bowls first. ¡°In this case, you should go to rest first. I¡¯ll take care of the


    dishes so that you can rest well. Don¡¯t make it look like I¡¯m too useless.¡±


    Tobey didn¡¯t refuse. He only said, ¡°Don¡¯t use cold water but hot water.¡± ¡°Sure.¡±


    Tobey yawned and went into the room to rest first. Thanks to his constant care these days, Deirdre¡¯s


    health had improved a lot. Although the living condition was worse than before, it gradually improved.


    Listening to the cicadas singing outside, Deirdre thought while in a daze that her life might go on like


    this forever.


    The next day, Tobey went out very early in the morning. Because Deirdre no longer had her cell phone,


    she could only judge from the light that it was still dark. After a long time she had been doing


    housework at home, Tobey came backte in the evening. He was carrying something.


    When Deirdre heard the noise of the bag, she instantly asked, ¡°What did you bring back?¡± ¡®You heard


    it? I bought some fruits downstairs so that you can have some when you are free,¡± replied Tobey,


    amused.


    ¡°Really?¡± Deirdre reached out to take the bag. ¡°I¡¯ll wash one for you.¡±


    The moment she grabbed Tobey¡¯s fingertips, Tobey gasped and unconsciously withdrew his hand.


    Deirdre was startled and looked up at Tobey.


    ¡°I identally knocked on it while walking. Isn¡¯t it a coincidence that you grabbed it with your hand?¡±


    exined Tobey.


    Deirdre wasn¡¯t convinced. With her eyes open, she asked,¡± What job did you do?¡±


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    Tobey stretched his shoulders and patted her. ¡°I went to the construction site. I applied for other


    positions at first, but because I¡¯m new there, I was asked to be a porter for a while to prove that I¡¯m


    capable of enduring the hardship.¡±


    A while?


    Deirdre was not convinced. She thought it should be longer.


    Perhaps Tobey had moved things from the morning tote evening.


    She couldn¡¯t bear it, and her eyes turned red. Tobey smiled while caressing her hair.

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    Chapter 757 Forget Everything and Restart


    ¡®Well, there¡¯s nothing to cry about. We¡¯re just hiding temporarily, not forever. When


    Brendan gives up, I¡¯ve enough experience to work in a bigpany. This job that I found pays daily,


    and it¡¯s an opportunity for me to gain experience. Hence, I think it¡¯s quite good.¡±


    Although Tobey said it was quite good, Deirdre didn¡¯t think so. She knew how tough it was to work at a


    construction site. She thought the job might be suitable only for a middle-aged man without a degree


    who had never enjoyed a good life.


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    However, Tobey was still young. He used to be a manager with an annual sry of more than 100,000


    dors in a nationalpany, yet he had to lower his status to work under someone else.


    She thought it was ridiculous.


    However, she had no right to say no because Tobey was the one who had to support their daily lives.


    Swallowing back her tears, she washed the apples in the bag. When she handed Tobey one, he said,


    ¡°Don¡¯t pressure yourself, Deirdre. In fact, I do enjoy my current life.¡±


    Deirdre nodded and took a small bite.


    Tobey finished eating the apple quickly and went to take a shower. It was during this moment that his


    phone rang.


    ¡°Tobey, your phone is ringing!¡±


    Due to the noise of water in the bathroom, Tobey didn¡¯t seem to have heard Deirdre.


    Deirdre thought of taking the phone to Tobey, but she identally pressed on epting the call.


    ¡®Tobey! You better tell me frankly what¡¯s wrong with you! I received a call from yourpany¡¯s superior


    that you¡¯ve abruptly resigned and couldn¡¯t be contacted. And you changed a new phone number! Did


    you offend anyone?¡±


    Deirdre was startled, and Tobey came out of the bathroom the next moment. ¡°Deirdre, what did you


    say?¡±


    Before Deirdre could reply, Madame Russell shrieked, ¡°Deidre? You¡¯re with Deirdre!¡±


    Deirdre was at a loss. ¡°I didn¡¯t pick it up on purpose.¡± ¡°No worries.¡± Tobey got the phone, lowered his


    voice volume, and talked on the balcony. Deirdre¡¯s mind was in aplete mess.


    Tobey exined after ending the call, ¡°Deirdre, don¡¯t think too much. I didn¡¯t tell my mother because


    she¡¯s been living in Vige Alnwick throughout her life. Thus, she has no idea about how powerful


    some people can be. She would only report to the police if I were to tell her.


    ¡°Moreover, I need to hide the truth from her because she can¡¯t ept that I¡¯m taking you away with


    me.¡± ¡°Understood.¡±


    Deirdre was merely surprised that Madame Russell knew nothing, and at the same time, she felt guilty


    for troubling Tobey. ¡°If you hadn¡¯te with me, you¡¯d have a better life,¡± said Deirdre, smiling.


    Upon hearing Deirdre, Tobey merely pointed at her forehead. ¡°Don¡¯t mention it. I¡¯d only regret it if I let


    you stay by Brendan¡¯s side. I admit that I¡¯m quite tired, but I¡¯m happy. I¡¯m your brother, so you can just


    see me as your family member. As for my mother, she¡¯ll understand it gradually. But let me first settle


    down before I get her here.¡±


    Deirdre nodded. What was done couldn¡¯t be undone. Hence, she didn¡¯t want to say anything


    depressing.


    ¡®Then go and rest first.¡± ¡°What about you?¡±


    Deirdre stood up. ¡°I¡¯ll take a shower.¡±


    Tobey didn¡¯t say anything else other than urging her to rest early and went into his room.


    After Deirdre took a shower andy on the bed, she couldn¡¯t help but hear Brendan¡¯s voice ringing in


    her ears.


    His pleading voice begging her to stay.


    His apologies.


    In fact, when Deirdre had just gotten to Surstate, she often dreamed of Brendan. He first pleaded


    humbly so that she wouldn¡¯t leave, but heter rushed into her room, grabbed her neck, and


    interrogated her for running away.


    With a heavy feeling, she felt an intermittent pain in her lower abdomen.


    While gently rubbing her abdomen, she wondered how long it would take to forget everything and start


    a new life.

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    Chapter 758 Found Madame Russell


    Tobey still went out early and came backte. With the thought that she couldn¡¯t be decadent, Deirdre


    went to the supermarket downstairs and asked the proprietress, ¡°Is there anyone looking for a piano


    teacher in this neighborhood?¡± ¡°I¡¯m afraid that you¡¯re asking in the wrong ce. After all, only the rich


    enjoy ying this thing. In this neighborhood, we can even quarrel just for the sake of daily necessities.


    Who would care about this hobby?¡± replied the proprietress while snacking.


    Before Deirdre could say anything, the proprietress recalled, ¡°By the way, I remembered two days ago,


    a filming crew came looking for a substitute who could y the piano. I¡¯m not sure if they¡¯ve found any,


    but I think you may go to have a try. Moreover, with your beautiful appearance, you may have an


    opportunity to be an actress if the director likes you.¡±


    ¡°Bing an actress?¡± Deirdre smiled as she shook her head.


    She couldn¡¯t afford to do it regardless of the pay. She didn¡¯t know when Brendan would give up looking


    for her. If it just happened that he saw her in the film, her life would be ruined.


    ¡°It¡¯s my first time to have met a person who¡¯s not interested in bing an actress.Look at those stars


    on the screen. They can earn millions of dors just for a movie. You aren¡¯t a fugitive, so what are you


    afraid of?¡± grumbled the proprietress.


    Deirdre understood that the proprietress wanted to earn tens of dors in referral fees.


    Thus, she smiled while discussing with the proprietress about posting a job advertisement at the


    entrance of her supermarket.


    The advertisement was about Deirdre looking for a pianist-rted job, and if she got good pay, she


    would give the proprietress 70 dors.


    The proprietress dly did it as it was just about writing a few words.


    Following that, she told Deirdre not to get too hopeful. ¡°In my supermarket, I don¡¯t have many rich


    customers.¡±


    ¡°No worries, I¡¯m fine even with just bing a kid¡¯s pianist teacher.¡±


    ¡°Mr. Brighthall! Mr. Brighthall!¡±


    Sam rushed into the house. He was still freezing from the cold outside, but he looked excited.


    Brendan was lying on the sofa, and cigarette butts were scattered on the floor. He almost gave up


    when he couldn¡¯t even find Madame Russell and only moved a bit when Sam came over.


    ¡°What¡¯s it?¡± ¡°Mr. King has contacted you so that you go to Vige Alnwick immediately,¡± replied Sam,


    who couldn¡¯t help but be excited.


    ¡°Vige Alnwick?¡± Brendan frowned.


    Vige Alnwick was a ce filled with memories of Deirdre. Hence, he didn¡¯t dare to go because he


    was afraid that he couldn¡¯t pull himself out of it. Thus, he asked hoarsely, ¡°Why must I go there?¡±


    ¡°Tobey¡¯s mother¡­Tobey¡¯s mother has gotten back there! She purposely contacted us through the


    vige head!¡±


    Brendan instantly rose to his feet. ¡°What did you say!?¡±


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    When Brendan got to Vige Alnwick by car, Madame Russell was already waiting at the vige


    entrance. When she saw only Kyran alone, she wiped her tears and approached him together with


    Den.


    ¡°Mr. Reed, what¡¯s the problem? Did Tobey and Deirdre offend anyone, or has anything happened to


    them? When he asked me to change to a new number and go to another ce, I felt like something


    was going to happen. When I called him a few days ago, he was even more hesitant, as if he had


    gotten something to hide from me! What exactly is happening!?¡±


    A middle-ageddy was crying for her own son.


    Brendan¡¯s icy-cold face gradually turned warm, and his ck eyes gradually became radiant again. He


    had found hope.


    Recovering to his senses, Brendanforted softly, ¡°No worries, Madame Russell. He¡¯ll be fine.¡±


    Upon hearing Brendan, Madame Russell was startled and looked at him with disbelief.


    ¡°You can speak already?¡±


    Den helped to exin. ¡°He has recovered his voice. He was not born mute, just some issues.¡±

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    Chapter 759 Notice for Missing Person


    ¡°Oh, I see,¡± said Madame Russell while wiping her tears. ¡°Previously, Tobey told me that he just wanted


    to meet Deirdre, but why did he disappear along with her? What¡¯s happening actually?¡±


    While looking at the panic-stricken Madame Russell, a ray of hope grew within Brendan¡¯s heart.


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    He was d that God had given him a chance, and he became clearer about Deirdre¡¯s character.


    She was indeed cruel, but she couldn¡¯t ignore Madame Russell and the people around her.


    Provided Madame Russell was with him, he would not be afraid that Deirdre would run further away, i


    ¡°Well, it¡¯s a long story. I had a conflict with Deirdre.¡±


    ¡°What?¡±


    No one knew whether Brendan was sincere or acting when he looked haggard withpassion in his


    eyes. ¡°She¡¯s pregnant, and perhaps that¡¯s the reason she was emotional. She wanted to go out, but I


    was worried about her health and stopped her. Perhaps it was for this reason that Mr. Russell thought


    that I was controlling her freedom and took her to escape privately while I was away.¡±


    Madame Russell almost fainted. ¡°How could Tobey do that?! He¡­¡±


    ¡°Madame Russell, you should know clearly that Mr. Russell likes Deirdre. Hence, it¡¯s not surprising that


    he would do so. But because Deirdre is bearing my child, I can¡¯t let her suffer outside. So, you have to


    cooperate with me. As for Mr. Russell¡¯s mistakes, I will let bygones be bygones for your sake.¡±


    Following that, Sam took the initiative to show Madame Russell the pregnancy report.


    This made Madame Russell even more convinced.


    ¡°Do you have Mr. Russell¡¯s current phone number?¡± asked Brendan.


    Madame Russell timidly took out her phone and said, ¡°I have been in contact with Tobey alone in the


    past few days.¡±


    Brendan checked the call history, and his eyes revealed his somewhatplicated feelings when he


    saw the phone number from Surstate.


    Following that, he returned the phone to Madame Russell, pulled the car¡¯s door open, and invited her,


    ¡°Please, get into the car. I¡¯ll arrange a ce for you to stay. As for Mr. Russell, if you cooperate with


    me, I¡¯ll find him safe and sound.¡±


    After a few days, Deirdre returned to the supermarket to meet the proprietress.


    She hoped to get a job so that she could help reduce Tobey¡¯s burden. However, she was disappointed


    at the answer she got.


    ¡°Many came asking, but most of them were only curious. I think you should search for clients at another


    ce.¡±


    ¡°Really?¡± Deirdre only smiled, but she looked conflicted.


    Someone came to deliver newspapers to the proprietress. Upon receiving them, the proprietress


    nced at them and turned to look at Deirdre. ¡°Huh?


    ¡®What¡¯s wrong?¡± ¡°A dignified, blind female outsider in her 20s and likes to y piano¡­ Isn¡¯t this you?¡±


    asked the proprietress while looking at the notice.


    Deirdre¡¯s heart skipped a beat, and her expression changed. She asked in reply,


    ¡°What about me?¡± ¡®There¡¯s a notice of a missing person in the newspaper,¡± replied the proprietress.


    ¡°It seems that it¡¯s from someone in Neve. Isn¡¯t Neve a big city? Why would they search for a person


    here? Are you sure that it¡¯s not you?¡±


    ¡°How can it possibly be me?¡± While suppressing her panic, Deirdre smiled.¡± Not to mention that I¡¯m


    from Eastgene, the person who is capable of publishing the notice of a missing person here should be


    someone of high status, aren¡¯t they? How can such a person even know me?¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s written at the bottom of the notice that it¡¯s from Brendan BrighthaII, the CEO of the Brighthall Group


    in Neve¡­¡± The proprietress whooped.


    ¡°I¡¯ve heard of the Brighthall Group! What¡¯s the brand that they have? It¡¯s so popr that one of my


    friends has been showing off for three years after purchasing a watch of that brand!¡±

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    The people in the surroundings also joined in the fun. ¡°Why would the person from Neve publish a


    notice of a missing person here?¡±


    ¡°I saw it at the door too. It¡¯s everywhere.¡±


    ¡°Probably she¡¯s his kin? Aww, it¡¯s so fortunate for her to have such a man with status to spend a lot of


    money searching for her. In fact, I saw the notice too on TV!¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s expression stiffened. She almost couldn¡¯t control her expression, yet she couldn¡¯t run away.


    Hence, clenching her fists, she asked, ¡®What¡¯s stated in the notice? Is it just a simple notice of a


    missing person?¡±


    The proprietress took a detailed look at it and replied, ¡°It doesn¡¯t seem to go into detail.¡±


    Deirdre nodded her head. When she was leaving the supermarket, she could barely control her


    expression.


    ¡®Brendan hase searching for me here! He hase here!¡¯


    Deirdre walked back to the house feeling weak and shaky. She couldn¡¯t regain her calmness and


    composure even after a long time she sat on the sofa. When she heard the knocking sound of the door,


    she was frightened. Her face turned pale as she stared at the door.


    She remained scared until she heard the door being unlocked and the voice of Tobey, who came in


    from the outside with hints of worry on his face. ¡°Deirdre, it¡¯s me.¡±


    She heaved a sigh of relief but couldn¡¯t help but tremble. Biting her lip, she said,


    ¡°Tobey, Brendan hase searching for me here! He¡¯s found me here! What does he want to do?


    Does he want me to go back?¡± ¡°Calm down, Deirdre.¡± Tobeyforted her.


    ¡°It¡¯s not as bad as you¡¯ve thought. Can you not panic whenever you face anything rted to Brendan?¡±


    Deirdre was tense. When she heard Tobey, she gasped and trembled as she closed her eyes. ¡®Tobey,


    he¡¯ll not let us go once he finds us here.¡±


    ¡®You also know that he¡¯ll do it only once he finds us. Doesn¡¯t this just mean that he doesn¡¯t know? He


    uses the notice of a missing person to pressure us!¡± ¡°In that case¡­¡±


    With her face pale, Deirdre opened her eyes and asked, ¡± Why would the notice reach here? This is


    already the most crowded ce!¡± ¡°He should have cast a all over the ce and spent a lot of


    money to fill up the entire Surstate. Otherwise, how could I see it at the construction site and rush


    back?¡±


    Deirdre gradually regained her calmness andposure. ¡®What¡¯s his purpose?¡± ¡°Of course, he wants


    to force us to leave.¡±


    Deirdre suddenly understood. ¡°Shouldn¡¯t he¡­¡± ¡®Yes. If I didn¡¯t guess it wrong, he should have blocked


    all the ces one can leave Surstate,¡± assumed Tobey while frowning heavily. ¡°Although it¡¯s quite


    difficult to find someone in Surstate because it¡¯s surrounded by water, it isn¡¯t a big ce.


    ¡°Moreover, he is rich and powerful, so it is not difficult to send someone to monitor. If we go out of


    Surstate because of this, we will fall into his trap.¡±


    Deirdre finally managed to calm down even though her heart was still beating fast.


    She began to feel her abdomen was somewhat aching because of the excessive nervousness. She


    closed her eyes in despair.


    ¡°Why? It¡¯s almost been a week, yet he is still unwilling to let me go?¡±


    Didn¡¯t he already have a life of his own?


    He was already engaged to Charlene and had a booming career. What else did he want to take away


    from her?


    While patting her back, Tobey said, ¡°Deirdre, don¡¯t worry. It¡¯s actually good news for us today because


    he only knows that you¡¯re in Surstate, but he doesn¡¯t know where exactly you are. I think you better be


    careful in these few days and try not to go out.The way he describes you is, in fact, quite detailed.


    Fortunately, there are many outsiders here, so no one will suspect you in the meantime.¡±


    ¡°Okay.¡± Deirdre seemed to have exhausted all her strength. ¡°I don¡¯t n to go out anymore.¡±

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    ¡°I shall take over the grocery shopping task as well. I¡¯ll do it on my way home from work. You will only


    need to set your mind at ease and stay home. You don¡¯t need to bother yourself with anything else.


    Don¡¯t open the door to anyone other than me.¡±


    ¡°Sure.¡± Deirdre¡¯s face was ghastly pale.


    It was her only option now.


    Deirdre spent the next few days constantly in deep distress. Every time she heard footsteps outside,


    she would be scared out of her wits. However, it was fortunate that nothing bad happened.


    ¡®You don¡¯t need to worry too much. How can Brendan possibly be able to locate us when we¡¯re in a


    huge ce like Surstate? He¡¯s not the director with the script of our life stories. You don¡¯t need to be


    too worried.¡±


    Tobey took two bites of the meal andforted Deirdre by saying, ¡°You can go out for a walk to rx


    your mind once the dust settles. You don¡¯t need to stay in the room all day long because that won¡¯t be


    good for the baby.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s grip over her cutlery tightened. ¡°It¡¯s alright. I think staying here is pretty good, and I like not


    having to worry and think about anything else.¡±


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    Tobey looked at her and said, ¡°Are you still afraid, Deirdre?¡±


    Deirdre felt lingering fear in her heart after that day¡¯s incident. She acknowledged she was being


    oversensitive, but there was nothing she could do to convince herself otherwise.


    ¡®Tobey, don¡¯t you find it strange that Brendan is convinced that I¡¯m in Surstate for sure? Even if he did


    figure out that we traveled here by sea, there were so many ships heading to different ces that day.


    How could he be so sure that we¡¯re in Surstate?¡±


    Tobey fell quiet as soon as she made the remark.


    Not only Deirdre but he was puzzled on this issue as well. In fact, he was worried that the cargo ship¡¯s


    crew might have revealed information about them to Brendan.


    He went to sound out the situation on purpose and found out that the ship had yet to return to Eastgene


    at all.


    ¡°I¡­¡± He was about to make up an excuse when his phone suddenly rang. Tobey saw the caller ID and


    picked up the call at once.


    ¡°Morn.¡¯


    Madame Russell spoke in a cautious yet slightly anxious voice. ¡°What¡¯s going on with both of you,


    Tobey? Why didn¡¯t you pick up my calls for the past few days?¡± ¡°Don¡¯t worry, mom. I¡¯m fine. Haven¡¯t I


    told you before that I¡¯ll be busy in the next few days? The phone signal here isn¡¯t that strong, and I¡¯ve


    just managed to find time today to pick up your call.¡±


    Madame Russell was choked up in tears. ¡®Tell me, why do you have to put yourself in your current


    position!?¡±


    Tobey said patiently, ¡°Don¡¯t worry, mom. I¡¯m a real man, and it¡¯s very normal for me to travel to another


    city to work. When I have settled down here on my side, I¡¯ll reach out to you again.¡±


    Madame Russell wiped her tears and said, ¡®You can give me an address anyhow, right? This will allow


    me to set my mind at ease so I can know where to look for you if I can¡¯t reach you at the very least.¡±


    Tobey figured that she was right, so he agreed. ¡°You won¡¯t remember the address if I send it to you


    now, so I will send a text message to you. I¡¯m in Surstate, and the only way here is by ship. Don¡¯t take


    the trouble toe here because I¡¯lle to get you when I¡¯ve settled down.¡±


    Madame Russell said, ¡®Why do you insist on enduring this hardship, boy? Moreover, you took Deirdre


    with you!¡±


    Deirdre was amused. She was worried that Tobey would be regarded as a kidnapper by Madame


    Russell if she did not speak out anymore.


    ¡°Madame Russell, the situation is quiteplicated. When we have settled down over here, we''ll bring


    you over and exin to you properly. However, Tobey has been very helpful to me.¡±


    ¡°Deirdre¡­¡± Madame Russell was sympathetic. ¡°Silly girl, why are you still running about when you¡¯re


    pregnant? Your body is weak. What if something bad were to happen-¡±


    All of a sudden, Madame Russell¡¯s voice halted to a stop as if she had noticed something. She hastily


    changed the topic of conversation by saying, ¡°Is it cold there? Shall I send someone to bring you a


    warm nket?¡±

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    Madame Russell was still speaking, yet blood drained from Deirdre¡¯s face.


    Somewhere in a room, Sam took away Madame Russell¡¯s phone and said to the man on the sofa, ¡®The


    call has been hung up, sir.¡±


    Brendan sat on the sofa in the corner, and his chiseled jawline was perfectly separated into dark and


    light under the dim lighting. His dark pupils were hidden in the shadows and glistening like obsidian. His


    well- fitted suitplemented his tall,nky figure, yet his entire person exuded a threatening yet cold


    presence.


    He tapped on the sofa¡¯s leather with his finger. It was his first time hearing Deirdre¡¯s voice in the past


    two weeks.


    She seemed to be living very well, judging by her voice, much better than when she was with him.


    At the thought of that, he could not help tightening his fist so strongly until his knuckles turned white.


    Yet, why would she live so well when she was away from him? She had no money and novish


    lifestyle, but she sounded like she lived every day fully and joyously, Did she even care in the


    slightest¡­ about his feelings?


    Did she dream about her blurry yet clear face every night and left with only thepany of lonely


    nights like him?


    ¡°What should we do, sir?¡± Sam reminded him once again.


    Brendan lowered his eyes and asked the professional seated on the other side in a cold tone, ¡°Did you


    trace the call?¡±


    The person raised his head away from hisptop. He had acquired an answer from the call and said, ¡°I


    can only retrieve a rough address. They are in the Four Seasons residential area located in the east


    zone of


    Surstate. However, I can¡¯t confirm which tower they are at.¡± ¡°That¡¯s enough. That¡¯s already enough.¡±


    Brendan narrowed his eyes and stood up. ¡°Prepare the car.¡±


    Tobey hung up the call quickly while Deirdre was still caught in a daze, her mind nk.


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    After a long while, she found her voice and said, ¡°Is Madame Russell with Brendan?¡±


    She came to a conclusion because Tobey had yet to inform Madame Russell about her pregnancy. On


    the other hand, only a handful of people were aware of her pregnancy other than Tobey.


    If Madame Russell knew, it signified that Brendan had already found her.


    Deirdre¡¯s lips trembled beyond her control. Brendan had manipted many people without their notice,


    and he had actually figured out a way to deceive Madame Russell and use her to entrap them.


    Had Tobey not been cautious by not exposing their address, Deirdre would not be surprised if someone


    were to kick down the door in the next moment and force her to await Brendan.


    ¡®Yes.¡± Tobey was having trouble calming himself. ¡°It seems that¡­ Brendan is determined to find you.¡±


    Deirdre could not refrain from feeling chills all over her body. ¡°I don¡¯t know what I¡¯ve done so wrong that


    he just won¡¯t let me off.¡±


    Tobey remembered Brendan¡¯s possessive gaze when he first met him.


    Perhaps it would not be unusual for someone to behave this way, but why would a man of Brendan¡¯s


    net worth be treasuring a woman if he had no love for her¡­


    In the end, Tobey did notment further. He patted her shoulder and said, ¡°He¡¯s not doing it out of


    kind intentions, regardless. Moreover, I believe he was fully prepared before making the call. We need


    to pack up and leave as soon as possible.¡±


    He had a lease on the house but had no choice but to move overnight, no matter how unwilling he was.


    Deirdre and Tobey had just gotten into a car when Brendan entered the residential area with his


    people.


    Sam led the people to search around while Brendan smoked a cigarette.


    The sky was already turning bright by now. He saw an employment advertisement flier posted on the


    wall of the supermarket opposite.


    He walked over and pulled out the flier. It read, ¡°Visually-impaired female pianist searching for suitable


    employment. Please reach out with a job offer.¡±

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    Chapter 763 Seeking High School Friend¡¯s Help ¡®How does one reach out to her when no number is


    disyed on the flier but only a symbol?¡¯


    Brendan looked up andnded his gaze on the tightly-shut door of the supermarket.


    The proprietress drowsily opened the supermarket door and muttered, ¡°Are you trying to get yourself


    killed? Why are you knocking on the door so early in the morning? If it¡¯s nothing important, I swear I¡¯m


    going to f*ck*ng-¡±


    In the next moment, her voice halted to a stop.


    The proprietress looked at the man standing at the door with a cold, tired face and a cigarette between


    his fingers. She was so startled that she did not feel drowsy anymore.


    It was mainly due to herck of interaction with such a handsome, imposing man. She instantly


    assumed that the man was some celebrity and hastily tidied up her hair before she said with a ttering


    smile, ¡°Hey, handsome. You were here on a shoot previously, right? What brings you to the


    supermarket so early in the morning?¡±


    Brendan raised his hand and showed the employment flier that he had pulled off earlier. His dark eyes


    were glistening with indistinct emotions. ¡± Where is she?¡±


    Due to the urgency, Tobey and Deirdre could only check into a motel.


    It was fortunate that there were plenty of motels there, and no identification card was needed to get a


    room. As long as a customer paid, the room key would be tossed on the counter for the customer.


    Tobey removed his jacket from the room and ced it on the nket. ¡°It¡¯s filthy here. You can sleep on


    my jacket first. Please put up with this. We¡¯re only going to be here for a night.¡±


    ¡°How about you then?¡±


    Deirdre was confused because there was only one bed.


    ¡°I¡¯ll sleep on the couch. Don¡¯t worry. I brought a jacket with me so I won¡¯t catch a cold.¡±


    Tobey shut the window and moved to the sofa. ¡°Sorry for troubling you today. We¡¯ll head to the west


    zone first thing in the morning.¡±


    ¡°West zone?¡±


    Deirdre was stunned. If she remembered correctly, the west zone was the area for the wealthy. It was


    the best location in Surstate, and the prices of items and houses were 10 to 20 times higher than in the


    east zone.


    Tobey could tell what Deirdre¡¯s concern was, so he chuckled. ¡°I¡¯ve already umted some money


    during this period. Moreover, I have a friend from high school living there. I¡¯ve already reached out to


    him, and he has agreed to employ me without offering a work contract. If everything goes smoothly, I¡¯ll


    be able to make 900 dors per month without much of an issue.¡±


    ¡°900 dors per month?¡± Deirdre¡¯s voice was shaky. It was a good number for an ordinary person


    indeed, but it was simply degrading for Tobey in view of his capability.


    Tobey had to yield to others in a field that he was most familiar with and a profession that he was most


    proud of. He had to make the lowest wage despite his effort, and Deirdre felt hopeless about that.


    She loathed Brendan even more, and she even hated the baby in her womb a little.


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    Perhaps, this was what Brendan wanted too.


    He wanted to get rid of the child so that he could prevent his bloodline from escaping his control.


    Deirdre curled up her body and made up her mind to get an abortion when the dust settled.


    She would do anything she could just to get Brendan to set her free.


    The next morning, Tobey took her to apany in the west zone. Tobey¡¯s high school friend, who did


    not perform as well as Tobey in the past, walked out and passed a cigarette to Tobey.


    Tobey did not smoke, but he epted it. Then, he lit the friend¡¯s cigarette with a lighter.


    The high school friend said with a spurious smile, ¡°You were the most outstanding student of our year.


    The teachers would praise you every day and im that you¡¯re the best student in our elite school. I


    didn¡¯t expect that you¡¯d be reduced to your current state today. It¡¯s truly a pity.¡±


    He imed that it was a pity, yet he sounded like he was taunting Tobey.


    Tobey feigned his cluelessness and said humbly, ¡°I was only a nerd, and our school was not


    considered an elite school. I¡¯m only trying to make some money and keep my family afloat. I¡¯m here


    seeking your help, aren¡¯t I?¡¯

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    Henry Walker sized him up and said, ¡°I¡¯m just going to put this out there first. I will allow you to join my


    company but only because of our past friendship. You won¡¯t be getting the paycheck like other ordinary


    employees, for sure. Moreover¡­ If you were tomit any crime¡­¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t worry. I won¡¯t.¡± Tobey said, ¡°I¡¯m very grateful you¡¯re willing to help me, Mr. Walker. Why would I


    implicate you? I understand that the medical scene in Substate is quite impressive, so I brought my


    girlfriend here to seek medical attention. I won¡¯t do anything that is against thew.¡±


    At the mention of a girlfriend, Henry looked toward Deirdre and discovered that she had a gentle,


    beautiful face. Even though she had a nk stare and was dressed inly, her mannerisms and facial


    features were extraordinary.


    His jaw dropped, and he almost dropped the cigarette in his mouth to his pants.


    ¡°Deirdre? You¡¯re Deirdre? We used to go to the same middle school too! Have you forgotten already?¡±


    Deirdre nodded politely. In truth, she had already forgotten most of it.


    Henry¡¯s eyes were tainted with envy. ¡°You¡¯re awesome, Tobey. You managed to date the prettiest girl in


    our high school. I tried to date you for three whole years, but you wouldn¡¯t even take a nce at me


    back in those years.¡± ¡°It¡¯s all in the past.¡±


    Henry thought about something and nodded. ¡°You¡¯re right! It¡¯s all in the past!¡±


    He called over his assistant. ¡°We have a two-bedroom employee hostel, right? Vacate one for my good


    friend here and Miss McKinnon! I only want the best for them. We can treat anyone poorly, but not


    these two high school friends of mine!¡±


    The assistant made arrangements immediately while Henry got closer to express his care for Deirdre.


    ¡°Do you have a suitable job, Miss McKinnon? I¡¯m in need of a secretary¡­¡±


    Tobey shielded Deirdre behind him and assumed a gentle expression on his handsome face. He


    sounded casual when he said, ¡°Deirdre is facing some issues these days and has lost her sight, Mr.


    Walker. I came here because of this reason, and I¡¯m afraid she won¡¯t be able to work.¡±


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    ¡°Lost her sight?¡±


    Henry was rendered speechless and felt pity for Deirdre. Meanwhile, the assistant came and informed


    him that the residence was ready, so he did not continue to pester them anymore. He then sent Tobey


    to clean up the ce.


    Later on, the assistant took them to the employee hostel and turned around to leave.


    A momentter, Tobey said with a deep frown, ¡°Deirdre, you should be careful around Henry.¡±


    ¡°Why?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m not too sure about him going after you in the past, but I saw his expression earlier¡­¡± Tobey did not


    continue to borate, but he said, ¡°He bears ill intentions, so you should stay at home to the best of


    your abilities, so he won¡¯t have the opportunity to interact with you. As for the door in the hostel, I¡¯ll


    change the lock secretly in the afternoon. This way, you¡¯ll be safe by yourself in the hostel when I¡¯m out


    for work.¡±


    Tobey¡¯s thinking was very mature, and he had his own considerations, so Deirdre did not inquire


    further. She was more worried that Brendan mighte looking for them by tracing their steps.


    It was fortunate that Brendan¡¯s side quieted down after she was panic- stricken for a few days.


    Perhaps Brendan assumed that Deirdre and Tobey did not have the capability to live in the western


    Surstate. Thus, he could not be bothered to put up more than a few missing-person posters. No one


    there could recognize Deirdre, and her life calmed down gradually.


    Someone knocked on the door when Deirdre was getting some ingredients from the fridge to cook one


    night. She heard Henry¡¯s voice saying, ¡°Open the door quickly, Miss McKinnon!¡±


    Deirdre pretended not to hear, but Tobey¡¯s voice was hearding from the outside. He could not


    articte his words clearly, perhaps due to his drunken state. ¡°Mr. Walker¡­ Just send me to the door¡­


    will be fine¡­¡± ¡°How could I do that? You¡¯re the pir of ourpany, so I can only set my mind at ease


    after seeing you enter the house with my own eyes!¡± Henry knocked on the door in an appreciative


    employer¡¯s manner.


    ¡°Miss McKinnon, are you aware? Tobey had one too many drinks. Come and help him to his room


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    Tobey was actually drunk. Deirdre could not help furrowing her eyebrows tightly and draped a scarf


    over herself before opening the door.


    Henry fixed his eyes upon the sight of Deirdre, who still looked exquisite despite not having any


    makeup on, and he felt that he had sobered up substantially.


    ¡®¡®You¡¯re still awake, Miss McKinnon?¡±


    Deirdre let out a forced chuckle and extended her arms to receive Tobey.¡± Leave Tobey with me. Thank


    you for sending him home, Mr. Walker. It¡¯ste, so I won¡¯t invite you in for a night cup.¡±


    Her act of rejecting Henry as a guest was obvious, but Henry appeared to be oblivious. He shoved the


    door and squeezed himself into the residence. ¡®Tobey is drunk. How can you care for him when you


    can¡¯t see? I¡¯m here to offer myself as a high-school friend.¡±


    He entered the house and sized up the environment of the house first. He was surprised to discover


    something and said, ¡®You¡¯re boyfriend and girlfriend, but you¡¯re still living in separate rooms?¡±


    Deirdre brought Tobey to the sofa with great effort, inhaled a deep breath, and said,


    ¡°Hmm. He leaves for work early andes homete, so he¡¯s worried that he will disturb my sleep.¡±


    She turned around to get some water from the kitchen. Henry followed right behind her to stare at her


    charming figure and her long legs that were showing vaguely under her nightgown when she walked,


    ¡®¡®You used to be very arrogant and demanding in the past, and you couldn¡¯t be bothered to pay


    attention to a man of my status. I used to think that you¡¯d marry a millionaire in the future, so I didn¡¯t


    expect that you¡¯d actually choose to be with Tobey. Is it because he¡¯s good-looking?¡±Property of N?)(velDr(a)ma.Org.


    Deirdre¡¯s expression changed drastically, but she answered briefly, ¡°I just like him.¡±


    ¡°Alright then.¡± Henry sniggered and said, ¡°Like? What good is liking someone? He can only wander


    from ce to ce with you and make you live in an old house like this, no matter how much you like


    him. He can¡¯t even afford to get you a luxury bag.¡±


    Deirdre smiled and said, ¡°I¡¯m not interested in owning luxury bags. I¡¯m blind, so I seldom go to ces.


    Why would I need that?¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s a sign ofvishness,¡± Henry said without blinking.


    ¡°If a person of your beauty level were with any man from my social circle, you¡¯d be able to enjoy all


    sorts of luxurious cars and live in a vi located in an elite residential area-¡±


    ¡°Mr. Walker.¡± Deirdre interrupted him with a soft voice. Deirdre wished that she could pull a long face


    and get rid of him, but Tobey still needed the job.


    ¡°It¡¯s gettingte, so you should head home soon.¡±


    Naturally, Henry did not wish to leave yet. He looked around and said, ¡°I had one too many drinks, and


    my secretary has gone home. I¡¯m just going to spend a night on the sofa tonight. Will it be alright?¡±


    Deirdre lowered her head and furrowed her eyebrows for a moment. ¡°It would be inappropriate for you


    to sleep on the sofa when you¡¯re a business owner, right? Can you call up your secretary so she can


    come and pick you up?¡± ¡°Why is it inappropriate? It¡¯s appropriate. It¡¯s decided, this is mypany¡¯s


    employee hostel anyway. Regardless, I wouldn¡¯t go as far as to despise my employee hostel.¡±


    Deirdre considered for a moment and figured she could lock the door of her room from her side, so she


    nodded and said, ¡®You can rest in Tobey¡¯s room. Tobey has had too many drinks, so I shall let him stay


    in my room. It will be convenient for me to take care of him too.¡±


    She indirectly told Henry that Tobey was in her room, so he should not act rashly.


    Henry agreed and helped Deirdre to get Tobey on the bed. Then, he said, ¡°I shall head outside. Take


    care of Tobey.¡± ¡°Sure.¡±


    The first thing Deirdre did after Henry¡¯s voice vanished was to lock the door. She made sure that the


    door was bolted tight before she rxed and wiped Tobey¡¯s face with a towel. Then, she pulled a


    nket from the closet and covered Tobey.


    Shey on the other side of the bed and felt cold for no apparent reason. She felt anxious in Henry¡¯s


    presence because of his perverted demeanor. It was no wonder Tobey would advise her to be cautious


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    Chapter 766 You¡¯re Going to Kill Him


    Deirdre felt drowsy the more she thought about it and shut her eyes as she drifted to sleep. All of a


    sudden, she felt her calf being touched by someone¡¯s hands.


    She was jolted awake and opened her eyes to pitch ckness. She heard Tobey¡¯s even breathing


    sound next to her.


    Could it be that Tobey touched her in his drunken state?


    She rxed her racing heart and was preparing to shut her eyes again when the pair of hands touched


    her once again and crept upward to her thighs in a chaotic manner.


    ¡°Who¡¯s there!?¡± Deirdre was scared out of her wits and struggled in an attempt to get up.


    In the next moment, a many directly on top of her and breathed heavily. Deirdre became fully awake


    when she smelled the alcoholic stench on the man¡¯s breath.


    ¡°What are you doing!? Mr. Walker!¡±


    She was deeply terrified. ¡®How did Henry get into the room? I didn¡¯t hear the sound of the door being


    unlocked at all!¡¯


    Henry caressed Deirdre with his hands eagerly and greedily smelled the scent of her body. ¡°I¡¯ve wanted


    to do this to you since high school. You looked like you were asking to be touched at all times, and you


    would always wear skirts that would draw the attention of the male students in your ss.


    ¡°I wanted to date you, yet you tried to y cat and mouse by feigning your unwillingness. I bet you


    regret your choice now, right? What¡¯s good about Tobey? No matter how good-looking he is, he will still


    need to drink when I tell him to!¡± ¡®So it turns out that Henry got Tobey drunk on purpose!¡¯


    Deirdre¡¯s entire body was shaking, and she felt waves of dizziness washing over her.


    The man¡¯s breath stank and smelled disgusting. She blocked her chest with her hands and said, ¡°Go


    away! Go away!¡± ¡°Why are you still pretending? You can have anything you want when I¡¯m done with


    you. H*ck, I¡¯ll even promote Tobey and give him a raise! Be obedient!¡± Henry¡¯s expression was evil as


    he stretched out his hands to remove


    Deirdre¡¯s nightgown as if he was eager to taste her.


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    Deirdre was on the brink of an emotional breakdown. Tobey was lying next to her now, but she was


    powerless¡­


    ¡°F*ck, look at your seductive figure¡­¡± Henry¡¯s eyes were bloodshot as he removed his belt so he could


    lean over to kiss Deirdre.


    Before Deirdre lost all hope, Henry was suddenly kicked off the bed.


    Tobey woke up next to her without her notice and pulled Henry away from the bed so they could


    grapple with each other. They rolled to the floor.


    Henry was chubby and untrained, so he was no match for Tobey, who was trained in martial arts. Henry


    was pinned on the ground and beaten up until he was howling in pain.


    The event took ce in just a few seconds. By the time Deirdre recovered from her surprise, Henry


    was no longer screaming. She smelled the stench of blood, so she hastily called out to Tobey.


    ¡®Tobey! Stop fighting! You¡¯re going to kill him!¡±


    Her eyes were reddened with tears, and her body was still shaking. It would definitely not be a good


    thing for them to make a huge scene out of this incident.


    Tobey could not calm down at all. ¡°Deirdre, let me kill him! He¡¯s a moron! How dare he do this to you!?


    He deserves to die!¡±


    Deirdre grabbed his arm to stop him from punching Henry again.


    ¡°Don¡¯t¡­ Tobey! If he were to report to the police, we would¡­¡±


    Tobey calmed down quickly¡ªhis drunkenness and anger diminished substantially. Yes, how did he


    forget that Brendan was still pursuing them? If they were to cause a scene and involve the police,


    Brendan would likely find out about the situation quickly.


    It would be no different from him helping Deirdre to break free from a dangerous situation only to put


    her in danger again.


    He clenched his fists tightly and stood up, atst, to deliver a violent kick to Henry¡¯s belly.


    Henry was trembling ferociously and curled up his body in fear.


    Tobey went to wash his face and returned to turn on the light. He found Deirdre sitting on the bed, her


    eyes still reddened with tears. She was calm, but the sight of her made one pity her because she had


    just experienced the most agonizing and traumatic event for a woman.


    He pitied her very much and took out a coat to drape it over her body.


    Deirdre did notment further. She put on the coat and said, ¡°Let¡¯s pack up and leave.¡±

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    Chapter 767 Why Are You Saying Sorry?


    They could not stay here anymore. After tonight, perhaps Henry would send someone to punish Tobey,


    so they had to seize the opportunity to leave quickly when Henry was still alone.


    ¡°Hold on.¡± Tobey pulled his phone out of his pocket and said to Deirdre, ¡± You should go outside first. I


    shalle to see you when I¡¯m done packing.¡±


    Deirdre kept quiet for a moment before she turned around and left. At the very moment the door was


    shut, Henry¡¯s terrified voice was hearding from the room.


    ¡®Tobey¡­ Tobey¡­ I won¡¯t do it again! Please spare me this time and consider that nothing has


    happened today. I promise that I won¡¯t tell others ¡­ What are you doing!? Tobey Russell!¡±


    Afterward, Tobey got out of the house with his packed clothes. He held Deirdre¡¯s wrist and said, ¡°Let¡¯s


    go.¡±


    Deirdre walked after him and asked, ¡°Will Henry report us to the police?¡± ¡°He won¡¯t.¡±


    Tobey spoke through his gritted teeth. ¡°What he did isn¡¯t anything morous. In addition, I took some


    photos of him. If he wants to continue to live honorably in


    Surstate, he won¡¯t be reporting to the police. As long as we avoid him and not interact with him, he


    won¡¯t be doing anything funny.¡±


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    Deirdre calmed down. They headed downstairs to hail a cab and checked into a random hotel. The


    cheapest hotel room cost 45 dors a night.


    Tobey prepared a hot bath for Deirdre while she stood outside by herself for a while to calm herself.


    She lowered her eyes and said, ¡°I¡¯m sorry, Tobey.¡±


    Tobey¡¯s back turned stiff when he heard the remark. He stood up and asked, ¡°Why are you saying


    sorry?¡±


    Deirdre smiled bitterly, raised her head, and said, ¡®You wouldn¡¯t be reduced to your current state if not


    because of me. Henry wouldn¡¯t have harassed me and provoked your anger until you beat him up if not


    because of me.


    You were supposed to have a very stable career, and it¡¯s all my fault.¡± She despised and hated herself.


    Tobey was astonished. He clutched Deirdre¡¯s shoulder and said, ¡°Why do you have to do this to


    yourself, Deirdre?¡±


    Deirdre was stunned.


    Tobey said, ¡°Was it your fault that Brendan forced you to go to prison? Is it your fault that he won¡¯t let


    you off? Was it your fault that Henry sexually harassed you?


    ¡°I am a normal person, capable of distinguishing right and wrong. I know that you feel helpless and are


    in agony. It¡¯s already arduous enough you¡¯re living like this, so you shouldn¡¯t discriminate against


    yourself when you¡¯re the victim.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m the victim?¡±


    Tobey was extremely resolute. ¡®Yes.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s eyes reddened with tears. She loathed and doubted herself way too much, but Tobey was


    always willing to help her out of her self-loathing without any hesitation.


    ¡®Thank you¡­¡± Deirdre said softly and wiped her tears with her sleeve.¡± Thank you.¡±


    The stress of living in the west zone increased in an obvious manner. Deirdre began to consider


    making a steady ie for their daily expenses after Tobey found a job. She could work as a waitress


    if she were a normal person. She could work in the kitchen of a restaurant too. Yet, there were very few


    job opportunities for visually impaired people.


    It was fortunate that there was a recruitment agency downstairs. When she inquired about a job


    opening, the manager humored her until Deirdre told the manager that she was skilled in ying the


    piano. Only then did the person assume a decent expression.


    ¡°Do you have a certificate?¡± ¡°No.¡±


    The manager pursed her lips. ¡°In other words, youe to seek employment with just your self-taught


    piano skills? You¡¯re really naive. Who¡¯s going to hire you when you don¡¯t have any aplishments?¡±


    Deirdre was embarrassed. ¡°I¡¯m very good at ying the piano, and I can teach piano lessons.


    Moreover, you can pay me less by taking half of my payment as amission. That will be fine too.¡±

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    Chapter 768 Professor From Neve


    The manager¡¯s interest was piqued upon hearing Deirdre¡¯s final sentence.


    ¡°Leave your number, and I¡¯ll see if there¡¯s anything up your alley.¡±


    Deirdre did not have a phone, so she left Tobey¡¯s phone number.


    A few days passed, but there was no response.


    Just as Deirdre thought that she would not be able tond a job, Tobey returned from work at night and


    told Deirdre, ¡°A woman called me today wanting to talk to you. Her name is Ms. Reed, and she is a


    manager somewhere.¡± 1


    Deirdre perked up. ¡°What did she say?¡±


    Tobey said, ¡°She did not exin in detail after learning that I¡¯m not you. She told me to let you call her


    back when I¡¯m home.¡±


    Deirdre hastily instructed Tobey to call the manager.


    The manager picked up the call after a while and said before Deirdre could speak, ¡°Is this Miss


    McKinnon?¡±


    The manager chuckled and said, ¡°You hit the jackpot. I chatted with a highly ¨C respectable professor


    with whom I have a rather close rtionship, and he wanted tomission a piano teacher for his


    grandchild. Thus, I rmended you.¡± ¡°Really?¡±


    Deirdre was delighted and thanked the manager repeatedly.


    ¡®Could this be the sun thates after the rain?¡± ¡°I can see that you¡¯re a rather honest person, while


    the professor is always ready to help someone in need. He knows you¡¯re visually impaired, so he set a


    date for you to go to work immediately. It¡¯s the day after tomorrow, so please work hard and don¡¯t


    embarrass me.¡±


    The manager added, ¡°As for the pay, you¡¯ll be making 70 dors per day. You¡¯ll work Saturdays and


    Sundays. I can see that you have a hard time making a living, so I¡¯m just going to take 15 dors as a


    commission.


    That¡¯s not too much, right?¡± ¡®That¡¯s not too much at all!¡± ¡°Alright. You cane to my ce the day


    after tomorrow, and I¡¯ll take you there. Oh, right, remember to get yourself a phone tomorrow so you


    can be reached more easily. Don¡¯t be using your boyfriend as your middle person.¡± ¡°Sure, sure!¡±


    After ending the call, Tobey approached her and asked, ¡°What¡¯s going on? Were you looking for a job?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s cheeks blushed in joy. ¡°Hmm! I wasn¡¯t counting onnding a job, so I didn¡¯t expect that


    someone would actually be looking to hire a piano teacher coincidentally.¡±


    Tobey felt heartfelt joy when he saw how delighted she was. He rubbed her hair and said, ¡°You deserve


    the best. I shall get you a phone tomorrow so you can be reached easily.¡±


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    ¡°Sure!¡±


    Deirdre headed downstairs to meet the manager carrying her newly- purchased phone the day after


    tomorrow.


    Shauna drove her to the destination and constantly guided her there. ¡®The man who hired you to be


    their piano teacher used to be a professor who taught at an elite university in Neve. He is venerable


    and highly respected, but his health isn¡¯t doing so well, so he moved to Substate to recuperate from his


    illness. You must know your ce when you talk and act around him. He may be easygoing, but it


    doesn¡¯t mean that you can behave extravagantly either.¡±


    Deirdre repeatedly nodded while Shauna said, ¡®The child you¡¯ll be teaching is a 17- year-old girl who is


    rather defiant. She has no sense of propriety in her speech and has infuriated multiple teachers into


    quitting. If you¡¯re displeased at work, think of the money and put up with it anyhow. I won¡¯t take extra


    commission from you when you get a raise.¡±


    Deirdre memorized everything that she was told, and Shauna was pleased. The car stopped in the


    meantime, and she sent Deirdre to the vi¡¯s door.


    After knocking on the door, a girl with a ponytail opened the door and shut the door heavily after seeing


    the two strangers at the door.


    Deirdre could not help feeling anxious in her heart when she felt the wind from the shutting door.


    It seemed that the girl was not to be trifled with. Shauna rang the doorbell once again.


    The girl opened the door, her expression impatient. ¡°You¡¯re really annoying! You can go somewhere


    else if you¡¯re looking to beg from door to door. Do you think I¡¯ll give money just because you¡¯re blind?¡±


    Shaun could not help smiling apologetically. ¡°Ms. Ward, we¡¯re not here to beg for money. I¡¯m the


    manager of a recruitment agency, Shauna Reed, and this is the piano teacher hired by Prof. Ward.¡±

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    Chapter 769 Tough Girl


    ¡°Piano teacher?¡± Julia Ward was dumbfounded. She pointed at Deirdre and only found her voice after a


    while to say, ¡°My grandfather is so old that he became demented, right? He¡¯s pretty desperate, isn¡¯t


    he? It¡¯s fine if he¡¯s hiring a piano teacher, but he has actually hired a blind one!?¡±


    The girl spoke in an uncourteous tone, but Deirdre did not pay attention to that at all.


    Shauna said, ¡®You may call Prof. Ward to verify.¡±


    Julia refused to believe these people, so she walked inside to make a call in her slippers. After a while,


    her voice was hearding from the room.¡± What the h*ck, grandfather!?¡± ¡°She can¡¯t even see! Am I


    going to learn from the teacher or learn to trouble myself?


    ¡®Yes! You¡¯re kind, magnanimous, and ready to help others, but don¡¯t you try to implicate your


    granddaughter!


    ¡°I really¡­ Forget it!¡±


    After a while, Julia walked out, mming the door in a rage, and said to Deirdre,


    ¡°Come in. I¡¯m just going to put this out there. I won¡¯t be bothered to care for you even if you¡¯re blind.


    Figure out a way to get water for yourself if you¡¯re thirsty. Also, if you can¡¯t teach, you¡¯re still going to be


    fired!¡±


    Deirdre nodded repeatedly.


    Shauna said softly, ¡°Even though this girl is absolutelywless, she still obeys Prof. Ward¡¯s order to a


    certain extent. As such, you can set your mind at ease and teach your lessons here.¡±


    Deirdre replied with a smile while Shauna patted her shoulder. ¡°I shall make a move first. Call me if you


    need anything.¡±


    After Shauna left, Deirdre removed her shoes and entered the house.


    Julia heaved a sigh upon seeing that. ¡°Why are you taking off your shoes?


    Where are your manners? Are you trying to get me to smell if your feet stink?¡±


    Deirdre was embarrassed. ¡°My shoes are dirty.¡± ¡®You can¡¯t just walk around barefoot, right? The floor


    here is not made of wood but tiles. If you stay barefoot in such cold weather, my grandfather will think


    I¡¯m bullying you when he¡¯s home!¡± Julia was impatient, but she still brought a pair of house slippers to


    Deirdre.


    ¡°Wear these.¡±


    Deirdre was caught by surprise. She smiled after putting on the slippers. She did not realize that the


    cold tiles would be bad for her, yet Julia was much more considerate than her. It was apparent that


    Julia was not as cynical and disrespectful as she portrayed herself.


    ¡°Why are you smiling? It¡¯s kind of scary¡­¡± asked Julian, but Deirdre shook her head.


    Deirdre figured that Julian would be infuriated from embarrassment if she were to speak her mind.


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    ¡°Where is the piano? We shall begin the lesson now.¡± ¡°Why are you in such a rush?¡±


    Julia sat on the sofa. ¡°I¡¯ll order some takeout, and we¡¯ll see after I eat.¡± ¡°Eat? Is it time for dinner?¡±


    Julia rolled her eyes. You don¡¯t have the concept of time because you can¡¯t see, huh? It¡¯s time for


    lunch, of course.¡± ¡°Lunch?¡± Deirdre was astounded. ¡°Isn¡¯t it three in the afternoon now?¡±


    Julia furrowed her eyebrows. ¡°Is it wrong that I didn¡¯t feel like eating earlier? Why do you have to be


    such a busybody?¡±


    Deirdre took a seat on a stool upon hearing that. 20 minutes passed, and Julia received her food


    delivery. She tossed away the food after removing the package and ate two bites.


    Deirdre said, ¡°Are you done?¡± ¡°Hmm.¡± ¡°I believe that¡­ you haven¡¯t finished your food, right?¡±


    Julia red at her. ¡°Are you a piano teacher or a nanny? Is it wrong that I don¡¯t enjoy the takeout?¡±


    ¡®You don¡¯t enjoy the takeout, but you ordered it.¡¯


    Deirdre kept quiet for a moment before she said, ¡°Where¡¯s the personal chef at home?¡±


    Julia was still a child, after all. She said in a slightly proud tone, ¡°She quitted after I infuriated her. Don¡¯t


    worry. You¡¯re no exception, either. When my grandfather can¡¯t be bothered with me anymore, it will be


    time for you to leave too.¡±


    She assumed that Deirdre would express her disdain or be troubled upon hearing her remark.


    Unexpectedly, Deirdre only smiled.

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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 dors, perhaps I might consider not working as your piano teacher and


    tender my resignation on my own ord.¡±


    Julia was stunned for a moment before she said angrily, ¡®You wish!¡±


    Then, the lessonsted until night.


    Deirdre could tell that Julia was rather interested in ying 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.


    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 youe 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 bing 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 particrly 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 tes 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 homete tomorrow.¡±


    ¡®What¡¯s going on?¡±


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    ¡°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 Juliapany 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 herpany until Professor Ward is home.¡±


    ¡®What time would that be?¡± ¡°8:00 or 9:00 p.m.¡±


    Tobey wiped his hands and said, ¡°That¡¯ste. However, I can pick you up on my way back from the


    construction site. I¡¯ll call you tomorrow.¡± ¡°Sure.¡±


    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


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    Chapter 771 I Think We¡¯re Getting Along


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    ¡°Uh, what did you use to wash it? Seriously, can you stop bringing all sorts of weird sh*t from your


    ce to our house? My grandfather¡¯s health is at stake here! Even a single germ on that thing you


    called a bag might hurt him, and you bet your *as you¡¯re not gonna be able to foot his hospital bill!¡±


    Helplessly, Deirdre took the food out of the bag while Julia-not so much holding it but pinching it


    between her fingers-dropped the bag into the garbage bin.


    ¡°What¡¯s that supposed to be?¡± she asked, her eyes set on Deirdre¡¯s hands.


    ¡°My dinner,¡± she answered.


    Julia snorted. ¡°Well, guess I can¡¯t fault you for thinking ahead. Your food isn¡¯t included in our


    agreement,¡± she remarked. ¡°You can put your food inside our fridge and then microwave it in the


    evening. Go.¡± ¡°But my food¡¯s still steaming. It¡¯s not good to store it in the fridge when it¡¯s still hot.¡±


    Deirdre hesitated for a moment and pulled the lid open.


    ¡°I should cool it first.¡±


    It should take the food only half an hour to cool. She was about to set her lunchbox on the table when


    she heard someone¡¯s stomach growling.


    It was Julia¡¯s. She caught the smell.


    Deirdre froze while the girl felt her cheeks burn a little. ¡°Urgh, did you do this on purpose!? You knew I


    haven¡¯t had my lunch yet, so you decided to embarrass me by showing off your food!¡±


    ¡°You¡­ haven¡¯t had your lunch?¡± Deirdre was genuinely surprised. It was almost 3:00 p.m. She mulled


    over a thought for a while before offering,¡± Hey, eat it. It¡¯s still steaming!¡±


    ¡°Eew! Who says anything about wanting to eat what you made? Like, who knows what kind of ce


    you live in or where you made it. Maybe it¡¯s got bugs or germs or something!¡± Julia protested with her


    chin held high and put on her firmest, most unyielding expression. It was also a good chance for her to


    very quietly swallow her saliva¡­


    ¡°Okay then.¡± Deirdre shrugged. ¡°Actually, I suspected the food I made isn¡¯t suitable for you. I¡¯m really


    good at cooking, so it would be a pretty big problem if you tasted my dinner this one time and fell in


    love with it. Then I¡¯ll have cooking duty added to my workload, and I¡¯m not ready for that!¡±


    Julia was so annoyed sheughed. ¡°Wow, did your parents forget to teach you not to toot your own


    horn?¡± ¡°Even if I¡¯m exaggerating, you won¡¯t know. You¡¯re not going to eat it anyway.¡± ¡°Oh yeah!?¡± Julia


    widened her eyes and snatched the lunchbox away from Deirdre.


    ¡°You¡¯re on,dy! What kind of 5-star delicacy can a visually- impaired person make, anyway? If I reach


    for the salt bottle even once,dy, you lose!¡±


    She grabbed a fork and, uncharacteristically, picked up a small scoop of sd. She put it in her mouth-


    and the gate to her stomach seemed to just swing open. She started wolfing down the whole thing until


    all it was left was the empty lunchbox, and still, she looked a little unsated.


    Deirdre poured a ss of water for her. ¡°Was it too nd? I don¡¯t like food that is too vorful, so I


    didn¡¯t use a lot of spices.¡±


    Julia dabbed a kitchen towel over her lips, burped, and drank half of the ss while looking flustered.


    Even she knew better than putting on airs when the empty lunchbox was staring right at her face. ¡°Uh-


    hem. It was pretty good,¡± she muttered.


    Deirdre smiled. ¡°Anything else you want to try next week? I¡¯ll make an extra portion for you.¡± ¡°For


    real!?¡± cried Julia, her eyes twinkling for a moment before they dimmed.


    ¡°But why next week?¡±


    Deirdre was amused. ¡°Have you forgotten it already? I¡¯m only here on the weekends. You¡¯re at school


    during the weekdays.¡±


    ¡°Ugh, touch,¡± said the girl, clearly dissatisfied.


    ¡°How about¡­ risotto for next week? Or, and a bowl of chowder!¡± ¡°Alright.¡±


    The piano ss went on until the night. Tobey¡¯s call came just in time as Professor


    Ward returned from work, and so it was time to go.


    Deirdre bade the professor goodbye as Tobey approached her. ¡°How was today?¡±


    ¡°Not bad. Not bad at all,¡± said Deirdre. She thought about the girl¡¯s change from being almost too


    deliberately bitchy to lowering her guard and revealing her softer side and giggled to herself. ¡°I lost my


    dinner, but it was worth it. I think we are getting along.¡±

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    Chapter 772


    Chapter 772 Any News About Her?


    ¡°Huh? What¡¯s that about your dinner?¡±


    Deirdre told Tobey how everything had gone down, and the young man chuckled. ¡°Ha, I knew you¡¯ve


    got the magic, Dee,¡± he remarked.


    A cool evening wind billowed, and he smoothed her hair. ¡°Too bad that cost you your dinner, though.


    But you¡¯re in luck. There is a pretty good grill stall in town, and ording to rumors, they have less oily


    and vorful options. Wanna give that a try?¡±


    ¡°Sounds great! I happen to think today¡¯s progress calls for a celebration.¡±


    Tobey pped the cushion of a share-bike. ¡°Get into my sweet ride for the evening, miss. I am but your


    humble chauffeur.¡±


    Deirdre got onto the backseat and tightly held the edge of Tobey¡¯s shirt. He started to pedal, and the


    two set sail into the wind.


    During a few seemingly trivial seconds, an Audi brushed past them.


    ¡°Sir, Professor Ward¡¯s residence is right ahead,¡± Sam reported as he scanned the neighborhood. ¡°Do


    you want to visit him now that you¡¯re in Surstate?¡±


    The man he was addressing remained silent in the backseat. Compared to the dazzling neon lights


    outside, the crisscrossing shadows haunting the car interior only added more to the somber, lonesome


    air within. Half of the man¡¯s face was shrouded only his pale violet lips and his sharp, angr jaw were


    illuminated.


    He rolled the window down. The light from outside sprayed all over his face, forcing


    Brendan to shut his eyes against it. He was garbed in his expensive suit, his hair as slick and tidy as


    ever, but none of that belied the fatigue in his face nor the eyebags umted under his baggy eyes.


    It seemed life had not been particrly kind to himtely.


    He had not been able to sleep well. He would never be able to-at least not before he found Deirdre.


    ¡°No. It¡¯s gettingte. We¡¯ll be disturbing an old man¡¯s rest more than anything. Maybe some other time.¡±


    Brendan shut his window.


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    ¡°Any news?¡±


    Sam suddenly felt the need to sit up straight. ¡°Sir, Surstate is a¡­ pretty chaotic ce. It¡¯s not as


    organized or developed as Neve is, and surveince of its citizens is near non-existent here,¡± he


    exined slowly.¡± That¡¯s not counting the constant flow of tourists and people from other cities, so any


    search for a missing person is bound to-¡±


    ¡®The answer is simple. Yes or no.¡±


    Sam sounded almost defeated. ¡°Not yet.¡± He straightened up a little. ¡°It¡¯s not like we don¡¯t have a single


    clue, though. I managed to track down the hotel Miss McKinnon stayed in a few days ago. ording to


    the staff, they arrived at the western part of the city via a car-they overheard it from their conversation


    as the two were paying for their room.¡±


    ¡®¡®The western area¡­¡± Brendan closed his eyes and snickered. ¡°She would run all the way there just to


    escape me.¡±


    Sam held his breath.


    ¡°And the hospitals?¡± ¡®We¡¯ve run through all of them. Any clinic or institution that isrge enough to


    provide abortion procedures is being watched by one of our own. If she visits any one of them, we¡¯ll be


    notified immediately.¡± ¡°Hmph.¡± Brendan was certain that Deirdre would do it to their child-she could not


    bear one that was fathered by him, after all.


    ¡°The search must continue. I don¡¯t care where she escaped, but she must be found.¡±


    ¡°Yes, sir.¡±


    When Deirdre went to collect her payment, she received way more than she had expected-250 dors,


    in fact. Surprised, she asked, ¡°Did you count this right, Miss Reed? Shouldn¡¯t it be 120 dors?¡±


    The manager smiled. ¡°Oh, it¡¯s the right amount. Professor Ward insisted. He said his granddaughter is


    very happy with her lessons and hopes you¡¯ll continue to teach her for theing weeks.¡±


    Deirdre held the money in her hand and felt a burst of joy despite herself. When Saturday arrived, she


    made an extra portion of food and brought it to Julia¡¯s house.


    The girl yanked the door open way too excitedly and asked, ¡°Did you make one for me?¡±


    Deirdre handed the lunchbox over, and the girl instantly opened it and sat down. She began to indulge


    in her lunch as shemented on the food she had made. Maybe the chowder needed more spices.


    Maybe the risotto was not vorful enough.


    Deirdre made a mental note about it all. When Julia was finally finished and was lying on the couch,


    satisfied, Deirdre giggled. ¡°Why are you acting like you haven¡¯t eaten for a week?¡±

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    Chapter 773 Just A Wall Away


    Julia held her chin with the thick of her palm. ¡°I got bored of takeout, ugh! Sure, my grandfather hired a


    cook, but I bet she wishes she could be as good as you are.


    There¡¯s no joy in eating what she makes! She still has her job because my grandfather explicitly forbids


    me from firing people out of my preferences!¡±


    Then, suddenly, her eyes glinted. She cast a very meaningful stare in Deirdre¡¯s direction. ¡°Wait a sec.


    Why don¡¯t¡­ you be our new cook!? Name your price! I bet it¡¯ll pay you way more than being my


    piano teacher.¡±


    The prospect quite tempted Deirdre, but she remembered her pregnancy and dismissed the idea with a


    smile, i¡¯ll pass.¡± ¡®You¡¯ll pass? Oh, h*ll no. Are you just holding a grudge against me for being a little bit


    nasty to you when we first started?


    Huh! Who knew you could be this grudgeful, huh? Okay, I formally apologize for being a brat and a


    pain in your *ss! I promise I won¡¯t ever say something nasty to you again!¡± she dered.


    ¡°But if that¡¯s not enough for you, then go ahead and give me an earful. I can take it!¡±


    ¡®That¡¯s a little extreme.¡± Deirdre tittered, amused.


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    ¡°It¡¯s not because I don¡¯t like you, Julia. It¡¯s because of some personal reasons. Once I¡¯ve settled down,


    though, I might consider it.¡±


    ¡°Oh¡± Julia suddenly drawled.


    ¡°I get it. It¡¯s because of your boyfriend!¡±


    Deirdre was stunned. ¡°What boyfriend?¡± ¡°Save me the act,¡± Julia said, smiling coyly. ¡°I saw it with my


    own eyes,dy. That guy who came to get you home on a bike. He is quite the looker if I do say so


    myself.¡±


    Deirdre had not expected Julia to be interested in these sorts of things.


    Laughing, she denied, ¡°Nope, you¡¯re overthinking it. He¡¯s just a friend.¡± ¡°Just a friend, she said! Answer


    me this, are you guys living together?¡±


    Deirdre nodded hesitantly.


    Julia pped her hand in satisfaction. ¡°I rest my case.¡±


    Realizing she could not exin her way out, Deirdre decided to drop the subject entirely. ¡°Alright, we


    should get going with our lesson.¡±


    They headed upstairs to the piano room. It had not even been half an hour when they suddenly heard a


    commotion from outside. Pleasantly surprised, Julia cried, ¡°It¡¯s my grandfather!¡±


    ¡°Professor Ward?¡± Deirdre asked aloud.


    ¡°Isn¡¯t he supposed to be giving a lecture at Surstate Universitytely?¡±


    ¡°Not today!¡± Julia snickered.


    ¡°A friend ising over.¡±


    ¡°A friend?¡± ¡°Maybe you¡¯ll know him since you¡¯re also from Neve. Or maybe you don¡¯t. My grandfather¡¯s


    friend is the CEO of the Brighthall Group and the most famous man in the entire business circle,


    Brendan Brighthall! He¡¯s one of my grandfather¡¯s students!¡±


    Even as the girl was bragging about her acquaintance, there was a hint of genuine excitement. ¡°I¡¯ve


    seen him once when I was, like, ? Oh my God, he¡¯s so hot! I didn¡¯t even think he woulde to


    Surstate just to let me admire his ungodly hotness again! Too bad you, you know, can¡¯t really see him.


    I¡¯d love to show you what ¡®perfection¡¯ really means!¡±


    The more Julia talked, the more excited she became. Inversely, Deirdre felt her blood chilled as though


    it was turning into ice.


    Then, just outside, she heard a voice she could never forget.


    ¡®You didn¡¯t have to dy your talk just to greet me, sir. I¡¯m only here because I¡¯m in the area.¡±


    That even, stoic voice-that was unmistakably Brendan¡¯s!


    Deirdre¡¯s face turned as white as a sheet. Why? How could this be!?


    The only thing keeping her and Brendan apart was a door!


    Deirdre was shaking so much her fingers fell onto the keys, and the piano cackled.


    The sound attracted Brendann¡¯s attention. He turned to the door as Professor Ward exined with a


    chuckle, ¡°Oh, excuse US for that. My granddaughter¡¯s learning piano.¡±


    ¡°Oh.¡± Brendan retracted his attention and sat on the couch. ¡°Julia, right? Wasn¡¯t she learning to paint


    thest time I saw her? When she was I think. Why switch to piano now?¡±

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    Chapter 774


    Chapter 774 The Piano Teacher


    Professor Ward sighed. ¡®There¡¯s a little¡­plication with her hand. It¡¯srgely healed, but she still


    can¡¯t pick up a brush anymore. So, she turned to learning the piano instead.¡±


    Brendan was as unperturbed as ever. ¡°I see.¡±


    Inside, Julia was taken aback by the abrupt mismatched melody. ¡°What the heck?¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s nothing,¡± replied Deirdre,ughing dryly as she tried her best to calm herself down.


    ¡°It was an ident.¡±


    ¡°It was pretty chaotic!¡± She rose.


    ¡°We¡¯ll resume our lessonter. I should go outside and greet Brendan. Will be back in a jiffy!¡±


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    Julia went outside, and Deirdre clenched her hands into fists. She still could not stop herself from


    trembling. What if Brendan suddenly opened the door and came in?


    She pressed her ear at the door and listened. She could hear himplimenting Julia rather


    decorously, ¡°You¡¯re all grown up now, aren¡¯t you? And all glowed up, too.¡±


    Brendan never liked saying these things, so the fact that he even did showed how much he respected


    Professor Ward.


    Julia was happy to hear such tall praises from a sterling young man like himself. ¡°I can say the same


    for you, Brendan! You just keep getting hotter!¡± ¡°Would you listen to that? Where¡¯s that annoying


    defiance you¡¯ve always got in abundance, huh?¡±


    Professor Ward joked.


    ¡°Excuse you, gramps!¡±


    Brendan smiled politely and sipped on his tea. ¡°If I recall correctly, you were quite the painting genius.


    Even your teachers had nothing but praises for you. What happened? Why the change to piano?¡±


    Julia stiffened for a moment and feigned nonchnce. ¡°Painting is way more tiring than it looks,


    Brendan. But piano? Now that¡¯s way more fun. Besides, it transforms people. My friend always said


    that pianists are gentle and patient and don¡¯t get mad easily and all that good stuff, so I want to be


    someone like that!¡±


    ¡°Gentle, patient, and doesn¡¯t get mad easily, huh?¡±


    Brendan¡¯s smile remained, but his thoughts began to cloud. He could not stop himself from thinking


    about a certain someone.


    And the familiar pang stabbed him in his chest like a thorn. He could not remove it on his own. It hurt so


    much, and yet in its cruel mercy, it refused to kill him. Thus, Brendan could only let it stay lodged in his


    heart, his mind colonized by the ever expanding, ever-growing pain.


    ¡°I happen to agree with your friend,¡± Professor Ward said, grinning. ¡°Your teacher is the proof! She¡¯s


    gentle, kind, and has the patience of a saint. She manages to endure my bratty granddaughter¡¯s prickly


    attitude! And now, Julia¡¯s much kinder and more sociable thanks to her influence.¡± ¡°Oh my God, can


    you at least admit that some of it is my own doing?¡± Julia protested.


    ¡°I matured too, you know! I¡¯m not as grouchy as I used to be!¡±


    ¡°You¡¯re telling me you¡¯ve matured within a week? Bah. It¡¯s the teacher who helped. She¡¯s just that


    kind.¡±


    Brendan¡¯s hand stopped knocking at the couch. He paused for a moment and asked,


    ¡°Is she new?¡± ¡°Quite so! We¡¯ve only hired her for a week by this point. She didn¡¯t seem toe from a


    well-off family, from the looks of it. She was looking for a job, and the job manager introduced her to


    US. I guess it¡¯s fate/ She ended up being quite a good pair with my Julia.¡±


    ¡°Really?¡± Brendan drawled pensively, though his eyes remained as unperturbed as ever. He cast an


    aside nce before asking, ¡°How old is she?¡±


    Deirdre felt her heart skid.


    ¡°I don¡¯t really know, but maybe in her¡­ ? You know, the time to be a sessful career woman or start


    a family. She has a very handsome boyfriend too.¡±


    ¡°In her ?¡± Brendan¡¯s eyes widened sharply. He dug his nails into the couch, though he betrayed no


    emotion on his face. ¡®That¡¯s very young for a music teacher.¡±

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    Chapter 775


    Chapter 775 I Would Love to Meet This Teacher of Yours


    Julia was in a rare mood topliment others. ¡°I know she sounds a little too young to be giving


    lessons, but I think she¡¯s a good teacher. I actually get way more about piano from her than those


    teachers and their endless lectures about theories and all that junk!¡±


    A kind smile broke out on Professor Ward¡¯s lips. ¡°Few people could elicit such high praises from my


    Julia. I really think we¡¯ve struck gold this time.¡±


    The girl¡¯s cheeks went a little pink. ¡°I mean, to be fair¡­ I¡¯ve been chowing down on the food she


    makes, too, so it¡¯s not like I¡¯m gonna bite the hand that feeds me, right?¡±


    ¡°Eating her food? Youngdy! And here I thought you¡¯d rather buy takeout than eat home-cooked


    meals!¡±


    Her grandfather¡¯sment reminded Julia of the offer she had made.


    Deirdre might have rejected her when she asked the former to be her new cook, but maybe¡­ if her


    grandfather was the one talking, Deirdre might relent after all!


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    Her eyes twinkled. She snuck up to Professor Ward and threw her arms around his shoulders. ¡°Oh, you


    haven¡¯t seen anything yet, grandpa. She¡¯s an amazing cook, and I mean seriously amazing. Her


    stuffed eggnts managed to be even better than great-granny¡¯s, okay?¡±


    Professor Ward was about to reply when a voice suddenly rang from beside them.


    ¡°Stuffed eggnts?¡±


    Brendan clenched his fists. A young woman in her 20s who was skilled with piano and cooking?


    Everything described Deirdre all too well. He just could not see anyone else fitting the description.


    Julia espied the severe expression on his face and froze. Hesitantly, she nodded. ¡°Uh, yeah? What


    about it?¡±


    Brendan curled his lips and gave her a bright, chipper smile as though he had not just heard some


    world-shattering news. He ground his nails against each other. ¡°Nothing. I myself am a fan of stuffed


    eggnts. Since she¡¯s good at the piano and is such a great cook, I thought maybe I should make new


    acquaintances today.¡±


    Laughing, Julia teased, ¡°Oh no. You¡¯re not trying to vie for her heart, are you? Brendan! She¡¯s taken!


    Okay, so he doesn¡¯t look as hot as you are, but they are really sweet together, okay? He is always


    there in the evening when she clocks out to escort her home!¡±


    ¡°Julia!¡± Professor Ward chided.


    ¡®That¡¯s inappropriate! Brendan¡¯s engaged.¡±


    Julia stuck her tongue out.


    Brendan smiled. ¡°No offense taken, sir. But I¡¯m pretty curious about your teacher. Can we meet?¡±


    His eyes fell onto the door to the piano room, his gaze darkening. The rest of his face kept up with his


    friendly facade, however, as he asked, ¡°Is it alright with you?¡±


    Julia blinked. ¡°Well, I could help you ask!¡±


    She hopped onto her feet and realized Brendan immediately rose and advanced before she did. His


    seeming eagerness threw her off a little, but she said nothing and simply followed.


    Brendan did not even wait for her before pushing the door open. Narrowing his eyes, he scanned the


    room.


    His searching expression froze.


    Julia, who was right behind him, was surprised to see his face and asked,¡± What¡¯s the matter,


    Brendan?¡±


    She perked under his arm and let out a questioning ¡°Hey!¡± ¡°Where¡¯s she? She was inside thest time


    we talked!¡± Julia cried out in surprise.


    Brendan¡¯s expression darkened as he scanned his surroundings. The piano room did not lead


    anywhere. The only hiding ce avable was¡­


    His eyes rested on a closet in the corner of the room. He stepped inside and began walking toward it,


    his hand outreached.


    His phone suddenly vibrated. Frowning, he answered it before replying,¡±Alright, I¡¯ming!¡±


    ¡°Brendan?¡± Julia asked questioningly.


    The man pped her on her shoulder, went outside to bid Professor Ward goodbye, and strode out of


    the door in a hurry.


    As soon as the front door closed, Deirdre fell out of the closet. She was bathed in a cold sweat.


    Shocked, Julia cried out, ¡°What the h*ll!? Why were you inside? He-¡±


    She stopped. Deirdre was tugging on Julia¡¯s skirt as she willed-and failed ¨C to stop herself from


    shaking. Her face was ashen and devoid of color¡­ like a moribund patient near asphyxiated.

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    Chapter 776


    Chapter 776 The Lead on Deirdre-Where Is It?


    Julia felt both shock and worry roll into one. She lurched and helped her up, demanding, ¡°What¡¯s


    wrong, Deirdre? Why were you hiding in the closet? And God, why are you shaking so much!?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯sshes were quivering. She desperately sought her voice, and when it finally came out like a


    leaky whisper, she exhaled, ¡°I¡¯m¡­ fine¡­¡±


    ¡°Miss me with that bullsh*t!


    You look like you¡¯ve seen a ghost!¡±


    Deirdre sputtered out a dryugh. It was as if she had a brush with Death itself-and for now, she lived.


    ¡°I¡¯m fine, really. I¡­ I just need a favor. Please, Julia.¡±


    ¡°W-What kind of favor?¡±


    Deirdre closed her eyes. ¡°Don¡¯t ever tell anyone my name.¡±


    ¡°Your name?¡± Somethingrger than confusion and questioning loomed over Julia.


    ¡°Why?¡±


    Unpacking the entireplexities of her life was too grueling, so Deirdre simply replied under her


    breath, ¡°I know you¡¯re a good kid at heart, Julia, but there are some things I can¡¯t tell you. What I can


    say is that I¡¯m not a bad guy and haven¡¯tmitted any crime. I just can¡¯t let other people know my


    name or my identity, especially the man who came in.¡±


    ¡®You¡¯re talking about¡­ Brendan?¡±


    Deirdre knew she had to bet on a believable lie to save herself. ¡°It¡¯s¡­ It¡¯s my boyfriend. He did


    something by ident and incurred Brendan¡¯s wrath. It was a business issue.¡±


    Julia was shocked. ¡°How!?¡± ¡®You know what it¡¯s like with business. Someone set my boyfriend up and


    threw a wrench into his deal with Brendan. Things got so heated up it left us no choice but to run to


    Surstate. But Brendan¡­ he came after us! If he finds out about me¡­ he will find out about my


    boyfriend, and he¡­ My boyfriend will be dead!


    ¡°I am blind, Julia. I can¡¯t live alone. If something happens to my boyfriend, I¡­ I won¡¯t be able to live


    anymore!¡±


    Deirdre had never wanted to try gaining sympathy from others through her disability, but right now, she


    did not have a choice.


    Sympathy and hesitation surfaced on Julia¡¯s face. As a few had noted, she was never truly a bad


    person at her core-and now her innate kindness,bined with her personal affection for Deirdre,


    compelled her to help. She could not bear to leave Deirdre alone and helpless, so she nodded.


    ¡°Okay. I won¡¯t tell him your name even if he asks,¡± she promised. Then, as her mind raced back to the


    strange, almost obsessive attitude Brendan disyed, she lowered her voice and added a warning,


    ¡°But I won¡¯t be able to stop him from searching for you on his own.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s okay. You¡¯ve done a lot with just that.¡± Deirdre took a deep breath.


    ¡± Can I leave early today? I¡­ I need to talk to my boyfriend about this.¡±


    ¡°Alright.¡±


    She bade the Wards farewell. Even as she walked out of the house, her knees wobbled. A fog of some


    kind was shrouding her brain-she almost suspected all of this to be a dream. The word ¡°coincidence¡±


    just did not cut it! She had just gotten employed as a piano teacher only to be revealed that, in a twist


    of fate, the professor was Brendan¡¯s teacher!


    And they almost met!


    Deirdre pulled out her phone shakily. It was still too new to her, so she fumbled with the buttons for a bit


    before finally hearing the dial tone. When the call connected, she could hear construction sounds from


    Tobey¡¯s end.


    He found a ce quiet enough and asked, ¡°Dee? What¡¯s wrong?¡±


    ¡®¡®Tobey!¡± she cried out, shutting her eyes and opening them again. Her voice sounded like it was fleeing


    from her throat. ¡°Can youe to the Wards¡¯ ce? I¡­ I almost met Brendan!¡±


    Brendan hurried toward thepany Sam had told him about while Henry gushingly greeted him with


    the force of an elephant¡¯s stampede. ¡°Mr. Brighthall, wee! Wee! I¡¯ve heard so much about


    you! I¡¯m the COO of Woody Inc., Henry Walker.¡±


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    Brendan sniped a snide nce at Henry¡¯s outreached hand and ignored him. He looked at Sam


    instead. ¡°Where¡¯s the lead to Deirdre McKinnon?¡±


    Henry retracted his hand as Sam stared at him expectantly. ¡°ording to Mr. Walker, he¡¯s seen


    Russell and Miss McKinnon both. Russell had even spent a few days working for him, and in that


    period, Deirdre stayed with him in one of the hostels for the employees.¡±

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    Chapter 777 They¡¯re No Good!


    Brendan furrowed his eyebrows. ¡°When did they leave?¡± ¡°Not long ago!¡± Henry¡¯s answer sprung at the


    tail-end of his question.¡± About three or four days ago.¡±


    Three or four days ago? Meaning they had left the eastern Surstate and came straight to the west side.


    It was also the one blindspot of their manhunt.


    Brendan wished he could kick himself for this mistake. A part of him was mocking himself-oh, what


    lengths his darling Deirdre would not go to if it meant escaping him!


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    How were they supposed to survive in the wealthier western Surstate now that Tobey¡¯s bank ount


    had been frozen?


    He shook himself out of his thoughts and finally turned to look Henry in the eyes for the first time. Part


    of him could not help but notice how much the man¡¯s skin seemed to be glistening under the light. ¡°Do


    you know where they went?¡±


    His disy of patience made Henry feel honored and special. Brendan was the kind of elite, legendary


    figure everyone would scrape their knees to lick his shoes clean for-he was so important, Henry would


    pretend to know where Deirdre and Tobey.


    He nodded effusively. ¡°Of course I do! They are still in western Surstate, I can assure you!¡±


    Henry added, ¡°I¡¯ve actually started a manhunt of my own, so you can leave this case to me, Mr.


    Brighthall. We haven¡¯t dug out the actual address, but mywork of acquaintances covered the


    entirety of Surstate. I¡¯ll be able to locate them within a week!¡±


    ¡°A week?¡± Brendan snapped, displeased. A week felt like a year to him!


    Henry gulped. ¡°Uh, six days?¡±


    Brendan shed him his teeth, his gaze biting. ¡°Your attitude tells me you¡¯re not interested in working


    with the Brighthall Group.¡±


    ¡°Five days?¡±


    ¡°Make it three,¡± Brendan ordered before shooting Sam a look. Thetter immediately produced a pen


    and a piece of paper before writing down their contact details and stuffing it into Henry¡¯s bag under his


    arm.


    Henry felt beads of sweat pouring out of his skin. Brendan was more demanding than he had expected.


    Three days? How was he supposed to find them in three days?


    ¡°Hey, can I ask? Why do you want to look for those two?¡± he asked gingerly. He remembered Tobey¡¯s


    shifty behavior akin to a fugitive and thought,¡¯ Could it be that those two have managed to offend Mr.


    Brighthall!?¡¯


    His thought then went to the picture of being beaten up, and his spleen rose. ¡°I knew it! Those no-good


    dispsh*ts! The only reason why I even tried to help him was that he used to be my schoolmate! I


    received him and his stupid girlfriend, but that piece of sh*t-¡±


    ¡°Girlfriend?¡± Brendan narrowed his eyes.


    Henry cocked his head and nodded. ¡°Yes! They even admitted to it!¡±


    A storm immediately shadowed Brendan¡¯s mien. The way Henry saw it, the source of that offense¡­


    must havee from Deirdre!


    He was already nursing a big, fat grudge against the woman, and now his sycophantic desire to kiss up


    Brendan galvanized him into continuing the thread. He began to raise his voice. ¡®That girlfriend of his,


    that Deirdre McKinnon, is a wh*re. Sh*tty HI¡¯ b*tch, stinking pick-me sl*t who loves feeling us men up


    all the f*cking time! She had the galls to try seducing me when she was staying in thepound, and


    then yed victim and used me of being a harassed Ptooey!¡±


    Brendan¡¯s eyes suddenly looked up. He trained them at Henry¡¯s beaming face, and a smile crept into


    his lips.


    Henry thought it meant he was gaining traction. ¡°When I found her, Mr. Brighthall, I promise you¡­ You


    don¡¯t even need to dirty your hands. I¡¯ll lock that b*tch in a cer and let her suffer in the cold darkness


    myself-¡±


    A punch hit him on his nose like a train, It was Sam.


    Then, with a crash, Henry¡¯s rotund body answered gravity¡¯s call as his teeth kissed the floor.

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    Chapter 778 Miss McKinnon is Mr. Brighthall¡¯s Lover


    Sam lifted him high-a feat easy enough for his well-trained muscles. He chucked him at a chair, and the


    force with Henry¡¯s weightbined smashed the poor thing into pieces.


    Sam picked up one of its legs like a baton.


    Henry almost wetted himself from the sudden change of events. Still lying on the floor, he begged,


    ¡°Stop, Mr. Brighthall! Sir! Oh Lord, stop! I¡¯ll give you everything you need! Don¡¯t hit me! Please! Stop!¡±


    The blood from his nose and lips seemed to have mixed together before rolling down his face and


    sttering onto the floor. He was shaking.


    Sam turned to look at Brendan, who simply lit up a cigarette. The rage in his eyes hardly dissipated.


    The bodyguard understood. He stomped on Henry a few more times until the man was too beaten to


    even shout, and finally, Sam asked, ¡°Do you know what was your mistake?¡±


    Henry shook his head like his life depended on it. Judging from his badly bruised face, he would not be


    wrong.


    Sam pulled him by the cor and said in a low voice, ¡°Miss McKinnon¡¯s Mr. Brighthall¡¯s lover.¡±


    Henry widened his eyes. His face turned pale.


    Deirdre was Brendan Brighthall¡¯s lover!? The same woman he had justHenry¡¯s legs were shaking. His


    dder was going to fail him anytime now. How was he supposed to know that a blind woman was


    Brendan¡¯s¡­ love!? Sure, she was beautiful-but he was Brendan Brighthall!


    He looked at the young man, still shaking. Brendan¡¯s cigarette had been burnt to its half, and with his


    back against Henry, the fat man could not even make out his expression. All he knew was that just the


    air around Brendan alone made his spine crawl.


    Then finally, Brendan turned. His handsome features bore no emotions, but his eyes were as still and


    unreadable as the bottom of ake at night.


    Henry scraped his knees and begged for forgiveness, pping himself across his cheeks as hard as he


    could despite his injuries. ¡°I¡¯m sorry, Mr. Brighthall! I made a grave mistake! I¡¯m a barbarian, an


    uncultured swine! How could I say something like that!? I didn¡¯t know she was your¡­¡±


    Brendan smiled. ¡°It¡¯s okay. You were just being ignorant.¡±


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    Henry froze. ¡°It¡¯s¡­ okay?¡± ¡®Yes.¡±


    Henry was overjoyed. ¡°I swear to you, Mr. Brighthall, I¡¯ll turn the entire western


    Sunstate over to find Miss McKinnon for you! I¡¯ll escort her to your hands personally!¡±


    ¡°Good.¡± Brendan cast the cigarette to the floor and rose. ¡°I await your results in two days.¡± ¡®You have


    my-¡± Henry¡¯s smile faltered. His eyes almost seemed to shrink.¡± Two days!?¡± ¡®You heard me right. Two


    days.¡± Brendan snickered. ¡°Fail me, and yourpany and its subsidiaries should get ready to change


    its name and its boss.¡±


    With that, Brendan strode away as Henry let out an unintelligible wail of despair. Sam spat as soon as


    he got out of the door. ¡®Who the f*ck did he think he was? That b*stard actually thought he could vilify


    Miss McKinnon!¡±


    Brendan stopped on his track and turned to look to the right. Sam turned, too, but the sun was stinging


    his eyes too much for him to make out whatever Brendan was looking at. Narrowing his eyes, he


    asked, ¡°What are you looking at?¡±


    ¡°A ce I think Deirdre might be¡­¡±


    Brendan¡¯s eyes suddenly widened. He yanked the car door open and went inside.


    Sam could not waste a moment. He got into the passenger¡¯s seat, and Brendan stomped onto the


    elerator until they found themselves back at Professor Ward¡¯s house.


    Brendan spammed the doorbell incessantly. A whileter, a groggy Julia opened the door, yawning.


    When she saw him, surprise shadowed her face. ¡°Brendan? Why are you here? My grandfather¡¯s¡°

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    Chapter 779 She¡¯s Pregnant-With My Child


    ¡°I¡¯m not here for the professor!¡± Brendan cut her off, his fingers clutching Julia¡¯s arms. He had never


    looked so anxious before.


    ¡®¡®That piano teacher! Where is she?¡±


    Julia froze for a second. ¡°The piano teacher?¡±


    Brendan shoved her aside and ran toward the piano room as Julia reeled out of her shock to follow


    him.


    ¡°Brendan, she¡¯s clocked out. She has gone home.¡±


    ¡°Gone!?¡±


    Brendan thinned his lips and turned to fix a piercing stare at her.


    ¡± I¡¯m going to ask you one question, and I need you to answer me honestly. That piano teacher is


    visually impaired, isn¡¯t she?¡±


    Julia averted her gaze. ¡°Visually impaired? You mean, like a blind person?¡± ¡®Yes. A blind woman.¡±


    Juliaughed mirthlessly. ¡°Come on. How¡¯s a blind person supposed to be anyone¡¯s piano teacher?¡±


    ¡°She¡¯s¡­ an able-bodied person, then.¡±


    ¡®Yeah,¡± Julia quickly answered, nodding. She could not stop herself from adding, ¡°You¡¯re really out of


    sorts, Brendan. Why? Did you think that piano teacher is someone you know?¡±


    ¡®Yes.¡±


    Brendan scanned his surroundings until his eyes settled on the lunchbox, which was too rustic and


    in to belong to the rest of the environment. Two secondster, he looked away, his face pale and


    exhausted. ¡°I miss her too much. That piano teacher might have been her¡­¡±


    ¡°Miss?¡± Julia¡¯s heart raced.


    ¡°What do you mean?¡±


    Brendan cast his eyes low, his expression helpless. ¡°Do you know who she is to me?¡±


    Julia shook her head.


    Brendan smiled self-deprecatingly. ¡°She¡¯s my wife. We¡¯ve been married for six or seven years by now.¡±


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    ¡°What!?¡± Julia was shocked. Confusion was strewn across her face.


    ¡®Y- Your wife is missing?¡±


    ¡®Yes.¡± Brendan smiled mirthlessly.


    ¡®I¡¯m sorry for acting out of sorts today, Julia. But it¡¯s because she¡¯s my wife. She left me while I wasn¡¯t


    watching to elope with another man¡­ while still pregnant with my child.¡±


    Julia¡¯s eyes twitched. ¡°W-What do you n to do!?¡± ¡°Nothing. I love her. I won¡¯t hurt her even if she


    doesn¡¯t love me. All I hope is that she will let the baby live. She¡¯s been making as much money as


    possible to abort that child¡­ To abort the fruit of our love.


    ¡°Julia, please. If you know anything, don¡¯t hide it from me. Not unless you want to watch my child die


    before they are born.¡±


    Even as Tobey led Deirdre back to their room, her mind was nk. Tobey grabbed her arms tightly and


    tried to shake her out of shock.


    ¡°Dee, Dee! What happened? How did you encounter him?¡±


    Deirdre reeled out of her stupor and still felt herself shaking in fear. She held onto the door frame to


    support herself. ¡°Brendan and Professor Ward ¡­ they know each other!


    They were chatting to each other and m- mentioned me, and Brendan¡­ must have guessed it was


    me¡­ He stormed inside the piano room and¡­ if I didn¡¯t hide in the closet¡­¡±


    It was that one second. One second sooner, and she would havee face to face with the devil. If it


    were not for that call¡­


    Brendan then left after receiving it, too. She could not tell what could be the reason.


    ¡°How could this happen?¡± Tobey¡¯s expression darkened. ¡®You should¡­ quit your job, Dee. You can¡¯t go


    there anymore. Now that Brendan¡¯s suspected something, his obsessive *ss willpel him into


    returning to confirm his hunch. Every time you go there, the risk increases!¡±

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    Chapter 780 Is This Who You Really Are!?


    Deirdre nodded, her head trembling.


    Tobey hesitated no longer. ¡°We should pack up and leave right now.¡± ¡°No, we don¡¯t have to go!¡± Deirdre


    tugged on his arm. ¡°I told Julia not to pass any information about me to Brendan. Even if he wants to


    know about me, Julia¡¯s going to dig up some excuses to throw him off my scent.¡±


    More importantly, Deirdre knew they could no longer afford to run like fugitives.


    ¡°Are you sure?¡± The frown on Tobey¡¯s face refused to go. ¡®You¡¯ve only known the girl for a week. He¡¯s


    known her for way longer. What if she identally let out the secret and¡­¡±


    ¡°No, that¡¯s not gonna happen,¡± Deirdre replied as the firmness in the girl¡¯s voice returned to her mind.


    ¡°I told her a reasonably good fib. Julia might still be a little on the green side, but she¡¯s a perceptive,


    bright kid. She should be able to cover us well enough.¡±


    Tobey could not find much to argue with that, so he turned his attention to calming her down. ¡°Okay.


    That aside, you should take a bath and take a break. From now on, you should stay home and not go


    anywhere. Brendan will leave here after getting no results, right?¡±


    Deirdre nodded. She believed that, too. Brendan could not possibly waste his attention and effort on an


    unimportant side-chick like herself. He had Charlene already, so he should probably give up after two


    months.


    Sleep was fitful that night. Three days passed, and nothing happened.


    Tobey had also switched Deirdre¡¯s phone off, so she was barred from contacting anyone or receiving


    calls. She could only spend her days listening to the TV on the couch.


    On the fourth day, she heard a series of knocks on the door. It was not Tobey*s time to clock out yet.


    Deirdre¡¯s heart sank into her stomach. Opening the door became impossible. She peeled her eyes as


    wide as she could, hoping that she could tell if it was just a salesman outside. A whileter, the knocks


    returned-this time even more hurriedly.


    Deirdre turned away, her mind drifting to her phone. She should switch it back on and call Tobey to tell


    him to be careful. She took only two steps away when she heard a familiar female voice.


    ¡°I know you¡¯re in there, Deirdre! I heard your footsteps! Open the door!¡±


    ¡®Julia?


    Deirdre was startled. She shook out of her shock and opened the door.


    Julia staggered inside impatiently, panting. She examined her surroundings and remarked, ¡®This is


    where you¡¯ve been living? There isn¡¯t even any actual piece of furniture, for Christ¡¯s sake! And that mat


    is like, what, ten years old at least? I know you can¡¯t see, but do you have to be so self torturing too?¡±


    Deirdre was rendered speechless. Had Julia seen the ce she stayed before this one, she would


    have been too afraid to even step in. At least the rooms in western Surstate were clean and devoid of


    critters.


    Deirdre closed the door instantly. ¡°Why are you here, Julia?¡± ¡°Why? Why!?¡± Julia was incensed.


    ¡°Because I can¡¯t even reach you on your phone! I couldn¡¯t sleep for nights, okay? I had to contact that


    manager and ask for your address to reach you!¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m sorry,¡± Deirdre said, contrite.


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    ¡°No thanks!¡± Julia raised her voice.


    ¡°I¡¯m not here to sip water. I¡¯m here because I demand an answer! Why did you lie to me, Deirdre?¡¯


    Deirdre froze. ¡°I lied to you?¡±


    ¡°Brendan told me everything!¡± Julia¡¯s temper red a little.


    ¡®You¡¯re his wife, aren¡¯t you?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s body turned to stone. ¡°Brendan told you that?¡±


    ¡°No sh*t he did!¡± Julia scowled. ¡®You¡¯ve been married to him for six years, and you¡¯re pregnant with his


    child! No wonder you hid in the closet! You¡¯re having an affair with your lover, aren¡¯t you!? I can¡¯t


    believe this! I didn¡¯t know this is who you really are!¡±

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    Chapter 781


    Chapter 781 You Told Brendan!?


    Deirdre took a deep breath.


    She did not expect Brendan to tell Julia everything. After all, he was the one who loathed their


    rtionship the most.


    ¡°Julia¡­ Please calm down first. I¡¯ll exin to you.¡±


    ¡°Of course, you have to exin to me,¡± Julia said, her eyes widening.¡± That¡¯s why I¡¯m here! Why did


    you leave Brendan for this guy?¡±


    ¡°No¡­ You¡¯ve got it wrong¡­¡± Deirdre let out a bitter smile. She was never the one who left Brendan. He


    was the one who had abandoned her.


    ¡®This is a bitplicated, so I¡¯ll make it simple for you. Long story short, we don¡¯t love each other


    anymore. If you have been paying attention to Brendan, you should know that he already has a


    fiancee, and her name is Charli McKinsey.


    ¡°We were indeed married before, but we¡¯ve already gotten a divorce. He and Charli are the ones who


    really love each other. He cares about me because I¡¯m pregnant. He wants my child, and that¡¯s


    something I won¡¯t let happen again.¡±


    ¡°Again?¡±


    Deirdre gnashed her teeth and continued painfully. ¡°My first child was dead before it was born, and he¡¯s


    the one who caused it!¡±


    Julia was stunned, her eyes wide in disbelief, ¡°How¡­ How is that possible? That¡¯s your child! Why


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    ¡®That¡¯s because he loves Charli, so he has to get rid of my child,¡± replied Deirdre. ¡°If you don¡¯t believe


    in me, you can go ask your grandfather or just ask around. Brendan had a fiancee three years ago. If


    she¡¯s his fiancee, who do you think I¡¯m to him?


    Julia did not expect the whole thing to be soplicated. She pulled her phone out and decided to


    confirm the authenticity of Deirdre¡¯s story herself. She came from


    Neve, so she had some friends there. She was dumbfounded when she got the same answer as what


    Deirdre told her.


    ¡°If Brendan doesn¡¯t love you anymore, then why is he doing this?¡±


    ¡°I don¡¯t know. Maybe he needs an heir.¡±


    It did not seem to Julia that Deirdre was lying. However, when she thought of how much Brendan loved


    Deirdre through his words, she became confused again and said, ¡°But¡­ It seems to me that Brendan


    loves you very much¡­¡±


    ¡°But he loves another woman at the same time as well. Would you ept a man like that?¡±


    Julia was rendered speechless. Then, her face suddenly turned pale as she said, ¡°Oh gosh! I think I¡¯ve


    done something wrong!¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s brain went nk after she heard what Julia said. Before she could do anything, someone


    knocked on the door urgently.


    Her heart sank, and she grabbed at Julia¡¯s sleeve. ¡°Julia, you told Brendan!?¡±


    ¡°¡­ I¡­¡± Julia stammered. ¡°I just told him I¡¯d let him know after getting an exnation from you. But I


    didn¡¯t realize that he¡¯s been following me¡­¡±


    Deirdre was stunned. A shiver rushed down her spine, and her blood turned cold. As she listened to


    the series of knocking on the door that was getting heavier and heavier, her face turned bloodless, and


    she stood frozen stiff.


    ¡°I didn¡¯t know about it¡­ I thought you were lying to me, so I was angry! I didn¡¯t do it on purpose!¡± Julia


    said nervously, ¡°What about this? I¡¯ll go open the door and stall him off to buy you some time. Maybe


    Brendan will believe in me. I won¡¯t tell him that you¡¯re here.¡±


    Deirdre clenched her fists tightly. That was the only way now. She rushed back to her own room. The


    knocking on the door continued, and it sounded like the death knell from hell.


    Julia gulped and went over to hold the handle,


    ¡°Coming,¡± she said and opened the door. As soon as the door was opened, a figure rushed in.

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    Chapter 782 I Can Smell Her in This Room


    ¡°Deirdre!¡± The man hugged Julia, and he sounded anxious. The faint fragrance he wore and the smell


    of his sweat tickled her nostrils, but she did not find it disgusting.


    Julia was stunned for a moment, but Tobey suddenly realized something. He released


    Julia and asked with a frown. ¡°Who are you? Why are you inside my house?¡±


    It was only then Julia came around to her senses. She realized that he was


    Deirdre¡¯s boyfriend, and her face turned red. Biting her lips, she said,¡± I¡¯m Julia. I¡¯m Deirdre¡¯s student.¡±


    ¡°Julia?¡± Tobey knew who she was, but he did not have time to talk to her now. ¡®Where is Deirdre?¡±


    Deirdre came out of the room. ¡°Tobey¡­¡±


    Tobey hastily went up to her and grabbed her hand. ¡°Deirdre, quickly! We need to go now.¡±


    ¡°Go now?¡± Deirdre became nervous again. ¡®What happened?¡±


    ¡°Some strangers are wandering in the neighborhood. I think they¡¯re Brendan¡¯s men, and they¡¯re looking


    for you,¡± Tobey said sternly. ¡®We need to go now and find another safer ce.¡±


    ¡®This is all my fault,¡± said Julia, ¡®To make it up for you, I¡¯ll stay here. When Brendanes here, I¡¯ll help


    you to stall him. You guys should probably go now.¡± Deirdre petted Julia¡¯s head and left with Tobey after


    getting herself a few clothes. Tobey was very familiar with the neighborhood, so they left through the


    back door without anybody noticing them.


    As soon as they left, Brendan¡¯s car came into the neighborhood. The tracker on Julia showed that she


    was inside one of the buildings.


    Sam found the staff, and they soon found out where Deirdre was living.


    ¡°Should we go up now, sir?¡±


    Brendan tapped the seat with his finger. After a short while, he rose to his feet and went upstairs.


    Julia opened the door. She pressed her lips tightly, and even though she tried her best to calm herself


    down, the nervousness in her eyes belied her calmposure due to her young age.


    ¡°Did she leave?¡± asked Brendan. He didn¡¯t seem surprised.


    ¡°What are you talking about, Brendan?¡± Julia forced herself to calm down and said, ¡°I don¡¯t get it.¡±


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    Brendan pushed her away and looked around. There were only a few pieces of furniture in the room. It


    looked rather frugal, but he could sense Deirdre¡¯s presence there.


    He opened the door to the rooms inside. He seemed relieved when he saw traces of people living in


    both rooms. Then he walked toward the room that was filled with Deirdre¡¯s scent.


    The moment he sat on the bed, he had never felt that he was so close to Deirdre. He was so close. He


    was so close to reaching her.


    ¡®She refuses to see me even though she¡¯s living in frugality? Am I really such a big viin for her?¡¯


    Brendan thought as he let out a self-mocking smile.


    He looked at a strand of hair on the pillow and picked it up with his finger.


    Julia was standing in the living room, waiting for Brendan with bated breath as his men watched her.


    When Brendan came out again, he resumed his apathetic attitude and asked, ¡°Do you know where she


    is heading?¡±


    Julia let out a dryugh and replied, ¡®Who is she, Brendan? I don¡¯t know who you are talking about.¡±


    Brendan did not say anything in return and gave Sam a signal. Sam said,¡± Ms. Ward, let me send you


    home.¡±


    Even though Julia was scared, she could not bring herself to say no to them. After Sam brought Julia


    away, Brendan scanned the entire apartment as if it was his own home.


    The living room, the bedroom, and the stew meat in the kitchen-all of them were waiting for the man of


    the house toe back, but he was not the man of the house. Brendan¡¯s eyes turned red.


    After Deirdre and Tobey left the neighborhood, both of them wandered aimlessly and finally settled


    down in a motel.


    When Deirdre sat on the couch, she got tired of running around like this.

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    Deirdre wondered when such days would end.


    Sensing her emotional state, Tobey handed her a bottle of water andforted her.


    ¡°Don¡¯t worry. Brendan won¡¯t be able to find US here since he doesn¡¯t have any talons or fangs here. I¡¯ll


    see if we can find another new ce to stay in theing next few days.¡±


    ¡°But are we going to keep on doing this?¡± Deirdre raised her head and smiled mockingly. ¡°Brendan is


    hunting US. We are hiding here and there and have lost our freedom.¡±


    She would not care about it if she was alone, but she could not bring herself to do this to Tobey.


    Tobey petted her head and said, Tm sure he¡¯ll give up at some point. When that happens, we can live


    here with our own identities.¡±


    ¡°He won¡¯t give up,¡± said Deirdre. ¡°From the fact that he can track me here, it¡¯s obvious that he won¡¯t


    give up until he catches me.¡±


    She lowered her head for a moment, ced her hand on her stomach, and continued.


    ¡°I know what he wants, so¡­¡±


    An idea surfaced in her head as she raised her head, her eyes brimming with light.


    ¡°Tobey, help me find a clinic where I can get rid of the baby.¡±


    Tobey frowned. ¡°Deirdre, you don¡¯t have to do this.¡±


    Deirdre shook her head and smiled bitterly. ¡°I have to do this. I¡¯ve been thinking of getting rid of the


    baby as soon as I stepped foot on this ce, and now it¡¯s time for me to take action.¡±


    ¡°But Deirdre, your body won¡¯t be able to handle the procedure. Besides, the baby is innocent,¡± said


    Tobey. ¡°It¡¯s true that it¡¯s Brendan¡¯s kid, but Deirdre, it¡¯s your baby too.¡±


    Deirdre crossed her arms and said without any hesitation, ¡°It¡¯s okay. I¡¯ve gotten a lot better since I¡¯ve


    taken a lot of rest recently. Besides, I can¡¯t afford to raise a kid with my current condition.¡±


    ¡°Deirdre¡­¡± Tobey sighed. ¡°Let¡¯s rest. We¡¯ll talk again tomorrow.¡±


    He was hoping that she woulde to her senses and change her mind the next day.


    Deirdre nodded. She threw herself on the bed, but sleep just wouldn¡¯te to her. She did not know if


    her fear had affected the baby in her womb or if they were somehow connected, but the baby seemed


    to know clearly that it was going to be abandoned by its mother, and her womb hurt all night.


    Tobey knocked on the door and came into the room the next day. He was stunned when he saw how


    tired Deirdre was. ¡°What¡¯s the matter? Did you not sleepst night?¡±


    ¡°Yeah.¡±


    ¡°Is it because of the baby?¡± Tobey tried to talk Deirdre out of her decision. ¡°Deirdre, I think you should


    keep the baby.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s face was pale. What if Brendan refused to let them go if she kept the baby?


    She knew very well that what Brendan wanted was the baby. As long as the baby was gone, he would


    no longer have any reason toe after them, and she could live a normal life again.


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    ¡°Don¡¯t worry. I can have another child in the future.¡±


    Tobey was tongue-tied.


    ¡¯Tobey, you should know everything that happened between Brendan and me.¡±


    Deirdre continued, trying her best to convince him. ¡®This baby will be a shackle that binds me. Its


    existence will bring me nothing but pain, so I have to do this. Can you help me, please?¡±


    Tobey had nothing to say anymore.


    ¡°We can¡¯t go to a hospital. Let me contact some of my friends and see if they know any reliable clinics


    around here.¡±


    ¡°Okay.¡±


    The western zone was under regtion, and there were not many clinics. However, there were many


    clinics in the eastern zone. After Tobey found a reliable clinic, he brought Deirdre there.

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    Chapter 784 She Can¡¯t Have Another Baby Anymore


    After the doctor finished checking Deirdre, he looked at Tobey with a frown and asked,


    ¡°Are you the father?¡±


    Before Tobey could say anything, the doctor gritted his teeth and said,¡± You¡¯re an adult. How can you


    be so irresponsible? She had a miscarriage once. Do you know how hard it¡¯s for her to get pregnant


    again? And you want her to terminate her pregnancy? Do you know that she won¡¯t have another baby


    anymore in the future if she has an abortion this time?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s eyes widened, and her lusterless pupils trembled.


    Tobey was equally stunned as well. ¡°What do you mean by she can¡¯t have any kids anymore in the


    future? Are you sure about it?¡±


    ¡°Yes, I¡¯m sure of it. There¡¯s nothing wrong with the report. You should thank God that you can have this


    baby. Your body can¡¯t handle another abortion.¡±


    Tobey clenched his fists. He grabbed Deirdre¡¯s hand and said, ¡°Let¡¯s go, Deirdre.¡±


    In the next second, Deirdre withdrew her hand from Tobey¡¯s grasp. Even though her face was pale, her


    voice was calm as she said, ¡®When can I undergo the operation?¡±


    ¡°Deirdre!?¡±


    Deirdre lowered her head and continued. ¡°Can I do it tomorrow?¡±


    The doctor was stunned. It appeared to him that it was not her boyfriend who did not want the baby. It


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    He let out a sigh and tried to talk Deirdre out of it. ¡°Are you sure about it? Your baby is rather healthy. I


    don¡¯t see any need to get an abortion. Besides, you¡¯re not young anymore. Do you really want to be


    unable to have another baby for the rest of your life?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s head buzzed. She tried to force her tears back to her eyes and gnashed her teeth. ¡°Yes. I¡¯m


    sure of it.¡±


    ¡°Well¡­¡± The doctor had done everything he could. Since Deirdre had made up her mind, he was not


    going to say anything anymore. ¡°Come here again tomorrow afternoon. I¡¯ll schedule the operation for


    you at three.¡±


    ¡°Thank you.¡±


    After Deirdre got out of the clinic, Tobey grabbed her hand. ¡°Deirdre, you can¡¯t do this to yourself


    because of Brendan. Besides, I can see that you like this baby too. Listen to me, Deirdre. You shouldn¡¯t


    do the operation.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s eyes were red, but she shook her head stubbornly, ¡°Tobey, you can call me stubborn or cold-


    blooded as you like, but I can¡¯t keep this baby.¡±


    Tobey hugged her and said, ¡®There¡¯s no way I would think like that. You¡¯re the one who suffered the


    most. I¡­ I just don¡¯t want you to go through the pain. You¡¯re so young, yet your life is full of pain. You


    are even going to lose your ability to have children now.¡±


    Deirdre hugged him back. She buried her head into his shoulders and cried as she did not want anyone


    to see her tears.


    She stayed on the bed after they went back. Since she could not eat anything several hours before the


    operation, Tobey brought her a bowl of soup.


    Deirdre did not feel very sick since it was still the beginning of her pregnancy. She forced the soup


    down her throat andy on the bed.


    Tobey patted her shoulder and said, ¡°Get some rest.¡±


    Deirdre nodded. Her head was a muddled mess since she hadn¡¯t slept well for a long time. Perhaps


    she knew that today was thest day she could spend with the baby in her womb, so she could not


    sleep no matter how tired she was.


    She hated Brendan even more when she recalled the doctor saying that she would never be able to


    have children again. She did not understand why he just would not let her go, even at a time like this.


    She got up from the bed and walked to the window. After she calmed herself down in the cold wind,


    she closed the window.


    When she pulled the curtains, she sensed that someone was watching her. However, she could not see


    anything in her blurry vision.


    ¡®Maybe I¡¯m too tired,¡¯ she thought.

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    Chapter 785 Your Life Isn¡¯t Ruined Yet


    Deirdre only woke up at 12:00 p.m.


    When Tobey came over, she asked embarrassingly, ¡°Why didn¡¯t you wake me up?¡±


    ¡°I knew you didn¡¯t get much restst night, so I figured I should let you sleep a little while,¡± said Tobey.


    ¡°But you can¡¯t eat anything right now. Can you stand it?¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t worry. I¡¯ll be fine.¡±


    Deirdre was not hungry. After she packed her stuff, she went to the clinic with Tobey in a cab.


    When the nurse saw Deirdre, she understood what she hade for and led her inside.


    Even though it was just a small clinic, there were a lot of people who came here for an abortion.


    Deirdre was the second one, so she waited on the bench in the corridor.


    It was rather cold in the clinic. Tobey petted her head and said, ¡°I¡¯ll go get you a heating pad. Wait for


    me here.¡±


    ¡°Okay.¡±


    The noise in the surroundings got louder after Tobey left.


    A woman was crying, and an elderly was scolding her. ¡°I told you to stay away from him, but you


    wouldn¡¯t listen! You think you¡¯re young, so you can get him to love you forever? How naive! He doesn¡¯t


    deserve you at all!¡±


    The woman covered her face and said hysterically, ¡°But I love him! He married me too, so why is he


    doing this to me?¡±


    ¡°You still don¡¯t understand? The reason he married you is that he wants our family fortune! Now that


    our family has gone down, he abandoned you and demanded you abort your child.¡±


    Deirdre felt as if someone was pping her in the face as she listened to what the elderly said.


    She felt that the old woman was scolding her.


    The good thing was that the woman still could turn back. But what about her?


    The older woman continued to scold the woman until the nurse came out to quiet them down. The older


    woman left in a huff, and another woman came over. Her eyes were red, and she was stunned when


    she saw Deirdre.


    She felt that Deirdre was the most good-looking person she had ever seen. She was even prettier than


    a celebrity and had an elegant air about her.


    ¡°Umm¡­ Are you here for abortion too?¡±


    Deirdre turned her head around and nodded after realizing that the woman was talking to her.


    ¡®You don¡¯t want your baby?¡±


    Deirdre was stunned for a moment. She did not know how the woman noticed it.


    Before she could say anything, the woman continued. ¡°I saw your husband. He¡¯s really nice to you.


    He¡¯s handsome and gentle. I¡¯m sure you have your own reason for not wanting the baby. Unlike me-¡±


    Before the woman could finish her sentence, her phone rang, and she answered it.


    Since they were very close to each other, Deirdre heard her conversation clearly. The man on the other


    side of the line told her to sign the divorce paper after aborting the baby.


    ¡°Please, Keh, can you please don¡¯t do this to me? I beg of you. I promise you that I¡¯ll do whatever


    you want from now onward. Please let me keep the baby, please¡­¡±


    The woman begged tearfully, and Deirdre closed her eyes. She felt that the woman looked like her


    three years ago. They were cowardly, ridiculously naive, and stubborn.


    ¡°That¡¯s enough!¡±


    Before the man named Keh could say anything, Deirdre interjected angrily, ¡®That¡¯s enough! Stop


    begging other people. You still have your family. You still have people who care for you, so why do you


    have to do this to yourself?¡±


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    The woman was stunned for a moment. She could note around to her senses for a long time, even


    after the man hung up the call. Her eyes were red as she snarled,


    ¡°You know nothing! Just because you have a husband who cares, loves you, and is willing toe to


    get an abortion with you, do you think every other woman in this world is ruining themselves? You know


    nothing about my pain! You have no right to point fingers at me!¡±


    ¡®The pain you feel now is temporary. You may feel sad and uneasy when you leave him. But you¡¯ll get


    through it gradually. At that time, there¡¯ll be a wider world for you, and you¡¯ll realize how ridiculous you


    are to care about a man who doesn¡¯t even love you.¡± Deirdre said after taking a deep breath,¡± Pull


    yourself together. At least your parents are still with you. At least your life isn¡¯t ruined yet.¡±

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    Chapter 786


    Chapter 786 She Doesn¡¯t Want to Carry His Baby


    After Deirdre finished speaking, the nurse called her name. She rose to her feet and walked by, using


    the wall as her support. Only then did the woman realize that Deirdre was blind, and she was left


    gawking.


    After Deirdre walked for a while, she turned around and said, ¡°Oh yeah, the man you saw just now¡­


    He¡¯s not the baby¡¯s father.¡±


    By the time Tobey returned, Deirdre was already inside the operating room. He handed the heating pad


    to Deirdre. Both of them listened to the nurse as she briefed them through the dos and don¡¯ts during or


    after the operation. After Deirdre was ready, shey on the bed.


    After that, Deirdre was transferred to the operating table. She did not know if she was affected by the


    surroundings or if it was because of her own feelings, but she felt cold.


    The nurse said apathetically and coldly, ¡°Take off your trousers.¡±


    Tobey had already gone out of the operating room, so she should not feel embarrassed anymore.


    However, for some reason, she felt awkward.


    ¡°Will you give me anesthetic?¡±


    ¡®Yes, we will.¡±


    ¡°Okay.¡±


    Deirdre took a deep breath. As she listened to the clinking of the medical instruments while they were


    being dropped on a metal te, she shoved her hands toward her waist. Just when she was about to


    take off her trousers, the door to the operating room was kicked open from the outside.


    ¡°Hey! What do you think you¡¯re doing? This is an operating room! You¡¯re not allowed toe in here!¡±


    the nurse shouted as a group of people rushed into the operating room.


    Deirdre tried to open her eyes as wide as possible, and she caught a dark figureing toward her


    amidst her blurry vision.


    There was an angry expression on his handsome face. His gloomy face was cold, his eyes were


    bloodshot, and he seemed tired.


    Brendan stared fixedly at Deirdre, who was lying on the operating table. When he saw that the


    operation had not started yet, he let out a sigh of relief, and at the same time, he felt sad.


    It urred to him that she did not want his baby¡­ She was going to get rid of it! His lips turned pale as


    realization struck him.


    Meanwhile, Deirdre felt her blood turn cold.


    Even though she was blind, she could sense that the man in front of her was Brendan.


    ¡®Brendan is here!? What is he doing here? How did he know I¡¯m here!?¡¯


    Deirdre¡¯s body was trembling violently. Her eyes were filled with despair as she grasped tightly at the


    green cloth on the operating table.


    Brendan did not fly into a rage. Instead, he walked straight up to Deirdre and grabbed her hand. ¡®You¡¯re


    coming back with me.¡±


    Deirdre shuddered and snapped herself back to reality. She broke free from Brendan¡¯s grip and


    snarled, ¡°Why? Why can¡¯t you just let go of me!?¡±


    Didn¡¯t he have a better life? Didn¡¯t he already have Charlene? Nobody dared to oppose him, and he


    could get everything he wanted in Neve. He could just be the god that everyone respected. Why


    must hee and be her nightmare?


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    A surge of helplessness overwhelmed her, making her eyes turn bloodshot.


    Brendan looked at her fixedly as he engraved her face and expression into his heart. He knew she


    hated him to the bone, but it did not matter. As long as she stayed with him, then she belonged to him.


    ¡°Deirdre, don¡¯t make me repeat myself. Come back with me now. It¡¯s still not toote yet,¡± said


    Brendan, his voice cold. He had been holding his anger for too long.


    Before Deirdre could say anything, Tobey pushed the crowd aside and came to the operating room.


    When he saw Brendan was going to take Deirdre away, he was infuriated and roared,¡°Let go of her,


    Brendan!¡±


    He rushed forward and tried to reach for Deirdre, but Brendan¡¯s men did not give him a chance.


    Brendan looked at him coldly and said, ¡°The baby in her womb is mine. There¡¯s nothing wrong with me


    taking her away. Who do you think you are to stop me?¡±


    Tobey was so angry that his eyes turned red. ¡°Your baby? Then what did you do to her during her first


    pregnancy? As the baby¡¯s father, you couldn¡¯t even protect your own kid, so what makes you think you


    can stand here and say it¡¯s your baby?¡±

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    Chapter 787


    Chapter 787 Take Me With You


    Brendan flew into a rage when Tobey mentioned their first kid, and he red at him coldly.


    Deirdre felt that something was not right, but it was toote for her to say anything.


    The bodyguard beside Tobey turned around and gave him a kick in his stomach.


    As a well-trained bodyguard, it went without saying that he would not go easy on


    Tobey. Tobey curled his body up and grunted in pain.


    ¡®Tobey!¡± Deirdre wanted to rush over to Tobey¡¯s side, but Brendan did not give her a chance. He


    grabbed her tightly into his arms-his expression was dark, and his gaze aze with anger.


    Deirdre could not break herself free from Brendan, so she just looked over in Tobey¡¯s direction and


    asked, ¡®Tobey, are you all right?¡±


    Tobey forced down the pain and said, ¡°I¡¯m okay, Deirdre. We don¡¯t have to be scared of him. So what if


    he¡¯s the great Brighthall? Can he kill me?¡±


    Brendan let out a cold smirk and said, ¡¯Tobey, I¡¯m sure you¡¯re well aware of the condition in this ce,


    right? Otherwise, you wouldn¡¯t have brought Deirdre here. It¡¯s awless ce where even the police


    can¡¯t do anything if a crime takes ce here. Do you think I really won¡¯t just kill you here?¡±


    Before Tobey could say anything, the bodyguard kicked him again, causing him to wince in pain. ¡°Who


    do you think you are? How can you talk like that with Mr. Brighthall?¡±


    The bodyguard raised his fist and hit Brendan again and again mercilessly.¡± That¡¯s enough! Stop!¡±


    shouted Deirdre.


    However, the bodyguard paid Deirdre no mind. She turned her head around and looked at Brendan,


    her eyes red around the rims. ¡®Tell them to stop! If you let Tobey go, I¡¯ll go with you.¡±


    Brendan squinted and raised his hand. The bodyguard stopped, and it took Tobey a while to fight back


    the pain. ¡°Deirdre, don¡¯t care about me! You can¡¯t go with him. Someone must¡¯ve called the cops by


    now. Brendan is powerless in Surstate. We can¡¯t let him have his way!¡± he said.


    Deirdre closed her eyes slowly. When she opened them again, she said, * Tobey, go back to your


    mother. I¡¯m sure she¡¯s very worried about you now. You have to go back andfort her.¡±


    ¡°Deirdre?¡±


    ¡°After that, you should go back to your work. I¡¯m sure yourpany will want you back, considering


    your ability. Take your mother with you and go back to Eastgene. I wish you the best in your future.¡±


    Tobey¡¯s eyes were filled with despair, and his voice cracked. ¡°Deirdre-¡±


    Deirdre turned her face sideways and said, ¡°Take me away.¡±


    Her voice was thick with exhaustion. She had been running away from Brendan for half a month, yet


    she returned to the starting point in the end. It was as if nothing had changed.


    Looking at her expression, Brendan felt as if there was a hole in his heart. The feeling of pain was


    gushing out of the hole, and he could not stop it no matter how hard he tried. He closed his eyes, and


    when he opened them again, his face was filled with disappointment.


    She could sacrifice herself for Tobey and Sterling, but she had never once looked him squarely in the


    eyes.


    Brendan grabbed her wrist tightly and dragged her out of the clinic into his car.


    After flinging her into the car, he went inside as well and grabbed her chin. He kissed her violently as if


    he was trying to vent all his anger on her through the kiss.


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    Deirdre closed her eyes. She had never felt so humiliated before since she could not feel anything from


    this kiss. She tried to push him away, but Brendan ended the kiss just as she raised her arm. He looked


    at her fixedly. His eyes were red around the rims, while his gaze was filled with affection and a trace of


    resentment.


    ¡°Why?¡± He asked painfully, ¡°Why do you want to do that? That¡¯s your baby, Deirdre!¡±


    ¡°Because it¡¯s your baby, too,¡± Deirdre replied calmly.


    She wanted to abandon everything rted to him, including their baby.


    ¡®You¡¯re going to get rid of the baby even if it means you can¡¯t have babies anymore in the future?¡±


    growled Brendan.


    Deirdre was stunned slightly, but she soon came around to her senses. The fact that Brendan could


    find her meant that he must have investigated her thoroughly.

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    Chapter 788


    Chapter 788 Deirdre, What Do You Want Me to Do?


    Doesn¡¯t he know the best why I can¡¯t keep the baby?¡¯


    If he could just let her go, then¡­


    Deirdre turned her face sideways. Brendan looked at her, his pupils trembling with emotions. After a


    short while, the emotions in his eyes melted away.


    Deirdre hated him to the bone, but it did not matter. As long as she was with him, he did not care if she


    loved or hated him.


    ¡°Deirdre! Deirdre!¡±


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    Tobey rushed toward the car and smacked the windows, shattering the silence in the car. ¡°Don¡¯t go with


    him! I¡¯ve already called the cops! They¡¯ll be here very soon!¡±


    Deirdre was stunned.


    Brendan¡¯s face sank as he said coldly, ¡°Deirdre, I really want to let him go, but he¡¯s just like an


    annoying bug that refuses to leave me alone.¡±


    ¡°No¡­¡± Deirdre¡¯s voice was shaking.


    ¡°Start the car,¡± Brendan ordered the driver.


    Tobey was trying to open the door, and he fell to the ground when the car began to move.


    ¡®Tobey!¡± Deirdre shouted hysterically, her face full of tears. She smacked the window several times and


    shouted, ¡°Stop the car! Stop the car!¡±


    If something happened to Tobey, she would never forgive herself.


    The driver ignored Deirdre since he did not receive any instructions from Brendan and continued to


    drive the car.


    After they arrived at the mansion, Brendan dragged Deirdre and threw her on the bed.


    ¡°Are you worried about him so much?¡±


    His heart ached, and he could barely breathe as he looked at the woman¡¯s tears.


    However, she was not shedding tears for him. She was crying for Tobey.


    Deirdre looked at his silhouette and felt disgusted. ¡°Get away from me¡­¡¯


    ¡°You want me to get away from you?¡± Brendan was stunned. In the next second, he let out a cold smirk


    and said, ¡°Why are you so worried about him? Could it be that something happened between you two


    while I was away?¡±


    Deirdre found it difficult to believe when she heard what Brendan said.


    Brendan felt like his heart was bleeding. Since Deirdre refused to tell him anything, he decided to find it


    out himself.


    He tore Deirdre¡¯s shirt open relentlessly. As her skin was exposed to the air, Deirdre shivered, and she


    was overwhelmed with fear and rage.


    ¡°Don¡¯t touch me!¡±


    She tried to fight back but to no avail. Brendan grabbed her hand and continued to tear her shirt. In the


    next second, Deirdre curled her body up. Her face turned bloodless as she frowned tightly.


    ¡°Deirdre? What happened?¡± Brendan was stunned. When he saw the blood that was flowing out


    between her legs, he hastily grabbed her up and rushed downstairs.


    He stomped on the elerator and rushed her to the hospital. After the doctor had checked through


    Deirdre, he scolded Brendan despite his identity. ¡°What the h*ll were you doing!? She¡¯s weak and


    pregnant. How can you make her upset? You should be grateful that you came to the hospital in time. If


    you came a little bitte, you¡¯d lose your kid!¡±


    There was a mixed expression in Brendan¡¯s eyes. He set his jaw tightly and silently.


    After the doctor finished berating him, he turned his head around to look at the woman on the bed.


    Deirdre¡¯s face was pale. Her breathing was so light that she looked as if she was not breathing at all,


    and she was so weak that the wind could blow her away.


    He walked up and tucked in the corner of the quilt. His eyes were flooded with sadness and other


    emotions.


    Grabbing Deirdre¡¯s hand carefully, he asked, ¡°Deirdre, what do you want me to do? Please tell me¡­¡±


    Deirdre was awakened by a nightmare, and the corners of her eyes were wet.


    In the dream, Tobey had been beaten by a group of people, and they had thrown him on the street.


    Then, a car¡­ Deirdre¡¯s heart ached.


    At that moment, a tired voice that was filled with a touch of pleasure came from the man beside her.


    ¡®You¡¯re awake! Do you want some water?¡±

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    Chapter 789


    Chapter 789 I Love You


    Deirdre¡¯s eyshes trembled. Even though she did not say anything, Brendan still ced the straw


    near her lips.


    ¡°It¡¯s warm water. Hurry up and take a sip.¡±


    Deirdre turned her head to the side. ¡°How is Tobey? Where is he now?¡±


    Brendan¡¯s face sank. The doctor had said that Deirdre could not get too agitated again, so he replied,


    ¡°He¡¯s fine. Don¡¯t worry about him.¡±


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    ¡°I don¡¯t believe you,¡± replied Deirdre. ¡°I want to call him.¡±


    ¡°Deirdre!¡± snarled Brendan. He suppressed his anger and continued with a frown. ¡°Do you realize


    where you are right now? In a hospital. Don¡¯t you think you should ask about your own condition first?¡±


    Deirdre let out a mocking smile. ¡°Brendan, who do you think is the one that caused me to be


    hospitalized?¡±


    Brendan was stumped.


    Deirdre grasped tightly at the quilt and continued. ¡°I can¡¯t believe that you¡¯d do something like that to a


    pregnant woman.¡±


    ¡°I didn¡¯t want to do that to you either. I just¡­ I just wanted to check your body.¡±


    Deirdre was stunned. A lump came into her throat. She wanted to get angry at Brendan but found


    herself too exhausted to do so.


    ¡°So? Did you find anything?¡±


    Brendan did not reply. He regretted it the moment he did it. Deirdre was clean. Nothing had happened


    between her and Tobey. He just had gotten carried away by his emotions when


    Deirdre tried to protect Tobey.


    Deirdre lowered her head and smirked scornfully. ¡°Is it true that if I was dirty, you¡¯d throw me out and


    leave me to die instead of bringing me to the hospital?¡±


    ¡°Deirdre¡­¡± Brendan took a deep breath. ¡°Am I that kind of person to you?¡¯


    Deirdre turned her head sideways. The muscle on her neck was tautly pulled. Her vicle was distinct,


    and it was only then Brendan realized how thin she had be.


    ¡°Are you not?¡±


    Brendan lowered his head in dejection. Thinking about his previous behavior, he could understand why


    Deirdre would hate him so much.


    ¡°I¡¯ve changed,¡± said Brendan. ¡°From the moment I became Kyran, I¡¯ve already changed-¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t talk about Kyran in front of me! I don¡¯t allow you to mention his name!¡± 1


    Deirdre¡¯s eyes turned bloodshot. It took her a lot of time and effort to ept the truth.


    She could not fathom how Brendan had the nerve to mention it again before her.


    Was it fun for him to toy with her for the past half year? Did he think it was not enough to destroy her


    future, so he wanted to drive her into the darkness?


    Deirdre did not understand what she had done wrong.


    Just because she had saved Brendan, just because she had fallen in love with him, she had lost


    everything she held dear!


    A trace of pain flitted across Brendan¡¯s eyes when he saw Dierdre bing hysterical.


    ¡°From the fact that you could get angry means you still love me. You still love Kyran.¡±


    ¡°Yes¡­¡± Deirdre replied with a mocking smile tugging at the corner of her lips.


    ¡°Because I¡¯m a human. There is no way I can withdraw myself fully from a rtionship without batting


    an eye. However, I¡¯ve already calmed down since I know you¡¯re Kyran.


    I believe that in the near future, I won¡¯t have any response when I hear his name.¡±


    ¡°No¡­¡± This was not the answer Brendan wanted. He looked at her intently and said in a low voice,


    ¡°Deirdre, we can return to how we used to be. If you love Kyran, I can be Kyran. I can make Brendan


    disappear from this world forever.¡±


    Deirdre was stunned for a moment. Then, she gave him a sad smile and said,


    ¡°Brendan, how can you do this to me?¡±


    ¡®Does he think it¡¯s funny to treat me like an idiot person like this? Does he think my life isn¡¯t terrible


    enough, so he¡¯s going to push me further into the abyss?¡¯


    She was exhausted. She just wanted to end all of this. Brendan looked at her fixedly and said in a


    serious voice, ¡°No, Deirdre. I love you.¡±

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    Chapter 790


    Chapter 790 The Brighthalls Need an Heir


    Deirdre jerked her head up when she heard what Brendan said.


    Unfortunately, she could not see the expression on Brendan¡¯s face. After a while, she scoffed.


    ¡°Brendan, do you think it¡¯s fun ying me like this?¡±


    She might have believed in him if he had said the same thing to her five years ago.


    She would have been so happy that she could not fall asleep and that she would feel that she was the


    happiest woman in the world. However, after everything that happened¡­


    She just felt a surge of chill coursing through her body.


    ¡°I-¡±


    ¡®That¡¯s enough.¡± Deirdre lowered her head, her face emotionless. She was too exhausted to continue


    this farce with Brendan. ¡°What do you want from me? Just tell me honestly.¡±


    ¡®If I give him what he wants, he¡¯ll let me go, right?¡¯


    Brendan could not see through her expression either. It was also because of the apathetic expression


    on Deirdre¡¯s face that he felt a sting in his heart.


    She did not look happy when he said he loved her. Instead, she avoided him like he was a monster.


    When the thought surfaced in his head, a glint of darkness flitted across Brendan¡¯s eyes as a scornful


    smile appeared on his face.


    ¡®She will be terrified if I say I want to spend the rest of my life with her, right?¡¯ i


    ¡°I want the baby in your womb,¡± Brendan said calmly as he looked fixedly at Deirdre.


    ¡®The Brighthalls need an heir.¡±


    ¡®Just as I expected.¡¯


    This was something Deirdre had expected. Nevertheless, she still felt a pang in her heart when she


    heard it from Brendan.


    The reason he refused to let her go was the baby in her womb.


    Had she not been pregnant, he would not havee after her. He would have gone back to Charlene


    and lived a happy life with her.


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    ¡°So, you will let me go after the baby is born?¡±


    ¡®Yes.¡±


    Deirdre did not know what to say when she heard the answer.


    ¡®Am I really going to use the baby in my womb as the bargaining chip?¡¯


    ¡°Is it because Charlene is infertile?¡±


    A hint of disgust appeared on Brendan¡¯s face when he heard the name. However, he did not exin


    anything and said, ¡°She¡¯s not in good health.¡±


    Deirdre clenched her fists tightly. ¡®Then how can you be sure that the child I give birth to is a boy and


    not a girl?¡±


    ¡°Regardless of the gender, they¡¯ll be the heir to the Brighthalls.¡±


    Deirdre frowned. ¡°What if Charlene wants to have her own child in the future?¡±


    ¡®That won¡¯t happen.¡±


    Deirdre fell silent.


    ¡®That won¡¯t happen? There¡¯s no way Charlene would let my kid take over the Brighthalls.¡¯


    Just when she was hesitating, Brendan lifted her chin and rubbed her parched lips with his finger.


    ¡°Deirdre, you don¡¯t have another option.¡±


    Deirdre turned her face sideways. She was disappointed as she said, ¡°I want to call Tobey.¡±


    Brendan took a breath. He pulled his phone out and called Tobey.


    ¡®Yes?¡±


    Tobey¡¯s voice wafted from the other side of the line. Even though he sounded tired, it seemed to her


    that he was fine.


    Deirdre heaved out a sigh of relief. She would never forgive herself if something were to happen to


    Tobey.


    ¡®Tobey, it¡¯s me.¡±


    ¡°Deirdre!¡± Tobey shouted agitatedly. Then, he winced in pain as his jaw still felt hurt.


    ¡®Tobey?¡± Deirdre became nervous. ¡°Are you alright? Did they hit you?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m fine, Deirdre,¡± Tobey said as he slowly willed the pain away. ¡°I just hit my chin when I tried to stop


    you from leaving in the car yesterday. They were going to beat me up, but Julia came to my rescue,


    and I was able to run away safely.¡±


    ¡°Julia?¡±


    ¡®Yes, the girl in our house.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m sorry, Tobey,¡± said Deirdre. ¡°I shouldn¡¯t have brought you into this. If you didn¡¯te to Surstate


    with me, you could still have your job and wouldn¡¯t have gotten hurt¡­¡±

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    Chapter 791


    Chapter 791 Don¡¯t Cry for No Man


    ¡°Don¡¯t say that, Deirdre! It was me who took it upon myself toe. It wasn¡¯t your fault. Moreover¡­


    Moreover!¡± Tobey spoke through his tightly- gritted teeth. ¡°I should be the one apologizing to you. I was


    so weak and powerless that I couldn¡¯t go against


    Brendan. I had to watch helplessly when he took you away.¡±


    ¡°No¡­¡±


    Very few people were capable of going against Brendan, let alone someone without an influential


    background like Tobey.


    ¡°However, I promise that I will figure out a way to save you for sure!¡± Tobey said emotionally. ¡°I


    managed to whisk you away previously, so I will surely still stand a chance at doing that again. I¡¯ve


    already reported it to the police as well. The Surstate police department will arrest Brendan, and I¡¯ll


    surely figure out a way to get to you by then!¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s alright, Tobey,¡± Deirdre said with great difficulty. ¡°You don¡¯t have to go through the trouble for me


    anymore. What I told you the other day is all true. You should go home. Go back to Eastgene with


    Madame Russell and start your life again.¡±


    ¡°How can that be possible!?¡± Tobey said in a rough voice, ¡°Deirdre! I will only abandon you and walk


    away if I¡¯m a coward, otherwise, I¡¯ll never watch helplessly as you are taken in the devil¡¯s possession! I


    will never let you suffer again.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m not suffering.¡± Deirdre braced herself to say, ¡°Tobey, I¡¯ve already figured things out for myself. Even


    though Brendan has deceived me, I¡¯m not meless either. Moreover, the baby in my womb needs a


    father. Brendan is influential and powerful. He will be able to give my child a wholesome future.¡±


    ¡®You¡¯re lying to me, Deirdre!¡± Tobey¡¯s eyes were bloodshot. ¡°Brendan is going to marry Charlene real


    soon. Why do you still insist on being with him?¡±


    Deirdre chuckled with tears down her face. ¡°What else can I do? I can¡¯t just live out the rest of my life


    without bringing a child into this world, right? My feelings for Kyran can¡¯t just be resolved so easily,


    either.


    ¡°I thought about things as well. Rather than living every day in fear, I might as well live out my life


    properly. There¡¯s a saying that a mother¡¯s status depends on her child. Please don¡¯t try to reach out to


    me after this phone call ends.¡±


    Upon saying that, Deirdre made the decision to hang up the call.


    Brendan wiped away her tears at the same time he took back his phone.¡± Don¡¯t cry for no man from


    now on.¡±


    ¡°Hmm.¡±


    Deirdre did not wish to speak and thought about the person who made her cry.


    Deirdre kept quiet andy back on the bed.


    Brendan helped to tuck her under the nket and said, ¡°We¡¯ll go back to Neve when you¡¯re discharged


    from the hospital.¡±


    Deirdre replied with silence. Brendan leaned over to kiss her forehead and turned around to leave.


    In the next few days, Deirdre stayed in the hospital until she had fully recovered. The doctor reminded


    her before she left the hospital, ¡°Don¡¯t pent up your anger next time. Your husband is handsome, and


    you are beautiful. Both of you make a well-matched couple, so don¡¯t hold back your anger but scold


    him ferociously! Berate him to your heart¡¯s content so you won¡¯t feel emotionally unwell anymore, and


    your child won¡¯t be affected!¡±


    Deirdre smiled bitterly and thought about how she did not have the courage to do so.


    The doctor seemed to be able to read her mind. He red at Brendan and said,


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    ¡°Treasure your wife if you want the child. There are plenty of people whomitted suicide from


    postpartum depression. I believe that you don¡¯t want anything to happen afterward, too, right?¡±


    ¡®Yes.¡±


    Deirdre did not expect that Brendan would actually reply in all seriousness.


    ¡°What can I do to maintain her emotional well-being?¡±


    ¡°Spend more time to keep herpany, of course. A pregnant woman needs her partner¡¯spany


    the most. It would be best for you to buy the things that she wants and appease her. If you can also


    take care of her nutritional needs, her pregnancy will be stable.¡±


    Brendan memorized in all seriousness. He thought about the workload at thepany and how he


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    Chapter 792 Did You Get Scalded?


    There was no telling how his decision would affect the staff members at the management level.


    ¡°Sure. I¡¯ll spend time keeping herpany every day.¡±


    The doctor could see that Brendan was sincere, so he spoke more pleasantly. ¡®That¡¯s right. If you put in


    the effort, the incident that got her admitted to the hospital won¡¯t happen again, and the baby will be


    fine.¡±


    Deirdre realized instantly that Brendan¡¯s change of attitude was to ensure the baby¡¯s safety so he


    would have a sessor and not because he cared about her.


    She mocked herself for overthinking the situation and turned around in preparation to leave.


    Brendan caught up to her and held her hand with his huge, warm palm. He reminded her softly, ¡°Don¡¯t


    simply walk around. Be careful because you might bump into the passersby.¡±


    Deirdre did not respond, but Brendan acted cautiously and even draped a jacket over Deirdre when


    they were outdoors.


    When they got into the car, the assistant said, ¡®You haven¡¯t been to thepany for almost a year, Mr.


    Brighthall. Thepany is already growing restless. If you still don¡¯t return to thepany, I¡¯m afraid


    the board of directors will be out of control.¡±


    Brendan was nning on letting Deirdre rest after being discharged from the hospital, but he could only


    decide to return upon hearing the update. ¡± Make a booking for tomorrow¡¯s flight tickets.¡±


    ¡®Yes, sir.¡±


    Deirdre refused to go upstairs for even a step upon her return, but she sat on the sofa absentmindedly.


    Surstrate¡¯s weather was constantly changing between hot and cold. Brendan was worried that she


    would be cold, so he held her in his arms.


    Deirdre did not reject his hug but turned herself into a puppet that made no response to anything.


    Brendan felt uneasy in his heart upon seeing her reaction.


    Deirdre used to be so lively with Tobey, yet she was so apathetic now. He used to see that side of her


    too, and that was before he feigned Kyran¡¯s identity.


    At the thought of that, Brendan¡¯s heart wrenched in pain. He held Deirdre¡¯s slim arms tightly to feel her


    presence.


    ¡°Are you hungry?¡±


    All Deirdre had had during her time in the hospital was boiled, nd food that was not very nutritional.


    Brendan caressed her hair and said affectionately, ¡°Shall I cook a bowl of chicken soup for you?¡±


    Deirdre took a nce at him. Brendan¡¯s cooking skills did not convince her.


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    Brendan¡¯s interest was piqued. He ced Deirdre on the sofa and covered half of her body with a


    nket before he rolled up his sleeves to head to the kitchen.


    He served her a bowl of chicken soup when he was done cooking. ¡°Give it a taste.¡±


    His tone was tainted with a tinge of hopefulness.


    Deirdre did not wish to eat, but she did not wish to give Brendan a reason to lose his temper. Thus, she


    forced herself to take a spoonful. It tasted delicious beyond her expectations.


    Deirdre looked up in surprise. Brendan smirked and thought about how his hard work these days had


    paid off.


    ¡°I learn to cook chicken soup when I¡¯m free during my time here in Surstate. I know that you will surely


    need a nutritious meal during your pregnancy.¡±


    Deirdre lowered her gaze calmly and did not respond excessively, it¡¯spletely unnecessary. You are


    totally capable of buying a ready-made soup that someone makes in view of your status.¡±


    ¡®That will not show my sincerity.¡±


    Deirdre looked at him without bothering to conceal the mocking look in her gaze. ¡°Do you think that I


    need your sincerity, Mr. Brighthall?¡±


    She wanted freedom.Brendan was well aware of that in his heart, and he felt as if his enthusiasm was


    dampened. He tried to remain calm with great effort. ¡± Deirdre, I can give you anything, but I can¡¯t let


    you go.¡±


    Deirdre opened her mouth to say something, but she kept quiet and ced the chicken soup bowl


    down.


    ¡®You don¡¯t want it anymore?¡±


    ¡°I would like to rest.¡±


    Brendan furrowed his eyebrows. He had made the soup with great effort. It was fine if she did not like


    it, but she needed it for her nutritional needs.


    ¡°Have another half a bowl.¡±


    Brendan picked up the bowl and raised the spoon to her lips. Deirdre avoided and knocked over the


    bowl amid her struggle. The soup was sshed onto Brendan.


    ¡°Hiss!¡±


    The pain from the burning soup was unbearable. Brendan immediately stood up, but the first thing he


    did was to ask Deirdre, ¡°Did you get scalded?¡±

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    Chapter 793 You¡¯re Really Cruel, Deirdre


    Deirdre was stunned. Brendan checked on her and discovered that a nket covered her legs, so his


    mind was set at ease. Meanwhile, he just realized a patch of his arm skin was scalded.


    It was fortunate that the chicken soup was not at boiling temperature, but it was hot enough to injure


    him. He went to wash his wound with cold water in the kitchen.


    Deirdre clenched her fists tightly. As she looked at the blurry figure, her confused gaze was tainted with


    a tinge of guilt. However, her gaze turned apathetic the next moment. She had indeed caused her


    injury, yet did he feel any ounce of guilt for causing her countless injuries?


    She would be duped by his trick If she were to feel sympathy for him now. After all, all he cared about


    was the baby, the sessor of the Brighthalls.


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    Brendan turned around and walked out of the kitchen to discover that the living room was empty after


    he was done washing. The nket used to cover her legs was tossed on the floor.


    Brendan felt his arm being unprecedentedly painful for a brief moment, and the pain spread to every


    part of his body, including his bones, his flesh, and even his soul.


    He headed upstairs and opened the door to find that Deirdre had alreadyid on the bed.


    Brendan knew she was still awake because she had slept too much in the hospital during the day.


    Still, he removed his jacket with caution and gentle movements before hey on the bed.


    As he looked at the woman¡¯s emaciated figure, his dark eyes were filled with mncholy, and he could


    not help extending his hand to touch the woman¡¯s shoulder de and the back of her neck. He was


    trying to convince himself that he was not dreaming from the temperature he felt from his fingertips.


    ¡°Deirdre, I¡¯ve been thinking about this all the time. If I hadn¡¯t gotten close to you using Kyran¡¯s identity,


    could I prevent our rtionship from reaching its current state?


    ¡°Yes, I thought about it and figured you might not even have given me a chance to get close to you if I


    didn¡¯t use Kyran¡¯s identity.¡±


    Brendan smiled bitterly-his wlessly handsome face assumed a fragile expression at this very


    moment.


    ¡°I would like to ask you what sort of heinous crime I havemitted that you¡¯d hate me so much that


    you¡¯d want to kill me.


    ¡°Deirdre¡­


    ¡°Deirdre¡­¡±


    Deirdre drifted to sleep without her notice. She was already in the man¡¯s arms when she opened her


    eyes again.


    She smelled the scent that belonged to Kyran and turned her face to the side, feeling disgusted like


    she had never felt before.


    Brendan woke up and saw her cold, disgusted face.


    ¡°Don¡¯t use this perfume anymore from now on.¡±


    She turned to sleep on her other side and bumped into Brendan¡¯s arm. She could feel the man¡¯s body


    shaking in an obvious manner.


    Deirdre turned and said, ¡°Didn¡¯t you dress your wound?¡±


    Brendan wrapped his arms around her stubbornly and nestled his head into the nook of her neck. He


    ignored her disgust and said, ¡°It¡¯s difficult to do that with one hand. Will you help me?¡±


    Deirdre struggled for a moment and realized that she could not struggle free, so she gave up. ¡°I don¡¯t


    know how to.¡±


    Even if he were to torture himself until his skin was torn open, it would not bother her for the slightest


    bit.


    Brendan appeared to be sneering, yet he seemed frustrated. ¡®You¡¯re really cruel, Deirdre.¡±


    ¡®Yes.¡± Deirdre answered calmly, ¡®This is most probably a case of being influenced by close association.


    I¡¯ve learned a thing or two about being cruel from you.¡±


    Afterward, they stopped talking until Sam called to inform them that the car was ready. The house was


    only purchased for a temporary stay, so there was nothing much to pack. Brendan carried theptop he


    used for work and led Deirdre to head outside for the car.


    Deirdre did not resist. She acted like a beautiful puppet aspared to how she struggled in the past.


    Both of them were halfway getting into the car when Julia came.


    ¡°Brendan¡­ Please allow me to speak briefly to Deirdre!¡±


    Brendan watched as Deirdre¡¯s affectionate gazended on Julia briefly before turning cold.


    Julia trembled without feeling cold upon meeting Deirdre¡¯s gaze.


    ¡®You¡¯re just a passerby in my life, and there¡¯s nothing much to talk about. We have a flight to catch


    soon.¡±

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    Brendan took a cold nce at her. ¡°Julian, I know that it was you who saved Tobey. I don¡¯t want to


    know the reason for your visit if you¡¯re not here to bid farewell or for something else. However, my


    patience is limited, so don¡¯t try to challenge me.¡±


    Julia trembled ferociously in fear. She suddenly came to realize why Deirdre was so afraid of Brendan.


    It was because


    Brendan had always been merciless from the start. As long as he was not feigning it, his presence was


    already oppressive enough to suffocate a person.


    However¡­


    At the thought of Tobey¡¯s reminder, Julia gnashed her teeth to brace herself and turned to Deirdre.


    ¡°Deirdre! Head to the ce where you made wine during childhood if you have the chance. There¡¯s


    something for you there!¡±


    ¡°Shut up!¡± Brendan grew aggressive, and a bodyguard immediately came over to block Julia.


    Brendan shut the car door to cut off her voice.


    Julia was pulled to the side, and she was trembling in fear at the sight of Brendan approaching her. Yet,


    she gnashed her teeth and urged Brendan,¡± Brendan, don¡¯t repeat your mistake anymore. You already


    have someone you love. Why are you still restricting Deirdre¡¯s freedom? Isn¡¯t it good to just be with the


    woman you love?¡±


    ¡°Did Tobey ask you to tell me this?¡± Brendan¡¯s gaze turned cold. ¡°It seems that he is trying to get


    himself killed!¡±


    ¡°No!¡± Julia hastily exined, ¡°I¡¯m the one who wants to say that! I just don¡¯t want you to refuse toe


    to your senses obstinately! You¡¯ve already caused the death of Deirdre¡¯s first child. Do you still want to


    ruin her second child?¡±


    Brendan¡¯s pupils constricted abruptly upon hearing that. He took a step forward and said, ¡°What are


    you talking about!?¡±


    Julia did not have the courage to breathe loudly, and she stared at Brendan in fear. She had never


    seen Brendan¡¯s terrifying side.


    Brendan spoke through his gritted teeth. ¡°What did you say again? Who told you I caused the death of


    Deirdre¡¯s first child?¡±


    Julia was so startled that she teared up. ¡°Deirdre told me¡­ She told me that you ruined her life, got her


    into prison, and caused her miscarriage¡­ Brendan, her life is already tragic enough. You should set


    her free!¡±


    Brendan¡¯s head was humming.


    ¡®Miscarriage? I¡¯m the one who caused it?


    ¡®It was obviously her fault! She didn¡¯t want our child!¡¯


    ¡®Where¡¯s the proof?¡± Brendan clutched Julia¡¯s arm tightly, his eyes bloodshot. ¡°Give me the proof!¡±


    Julia shook in fear. ¡°I¡­ I don¡¯t have the proof¡­ However, Deirdre wouldn¡¯t lie to me. Tobey said so


    too¡­¡±


    Sam urged from behind, ¡°Sir, it¡¯s gettingte. If we don¡¯t depart, we won¡¯t be able to catch the flight


    anymore.¡±


    Brendan turned around and nced at Sam while he loosened his grip on Julia. He felt his heart


    wrench in pain as if a knife cut him.


    ¡°Send her home.¡±


    ¡®Yes, sir!¡±


    The bodyguard took Julia away, but she could not refrain from saying,¡± Brendan, don¡¯t repeat your


    mistake anymore!¡±


    ¡®Don¡¯t repeat my mistake anymore?¡¯


    These words made Brendan clench his fists tightly all of a sudden, and he expressed his anger. He


    turned his head and said to Sam, ¡°Where is Steven Young?¡±


    ¡°He¡¯s still abroad.¡±


    ¡°Bring him back!¡±


    ¡®Don¡¯t repeat my mistake anymore? Am I repeating my mistake?


    ¡®I just want Deirdre toe back to me, and I just want to start everything fresh again!


    ¡®As for the child¡¯s death, it can¡¯t possibly be¡­¡¯


    Brendan returned to the car to find Deirdre still sitting in the backseat, looking to the right


    absentmindedly. The side of her calm face was basking in the sun, and the sight of her was so beautiful


    that Brendan was distracted for a moment. He twirled the woman¡¯s hair with his finger.


    In the next moment, his fingersnded on Deirdre¡¯s lower jaw abruptly, and he tilted her chin


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    Chapter 795 I¡¯ll Give You Another Chance


    ¡°Where is the ce you made wine during your childhood? Deirdre was forced to look up at the man¡¯s


    facial outline. In the next moment, she turned her head. ¡°Is that important? You won¡¯t let me go there


    anyway.¡±


    Brendan loathed Deirdre¡¯s close rtionship with Tobey when they were young. It felt as if the closer


    Tobey and Deirdre were, the further the distance between him and her grew.


    They had secrets between them that he was unaware of.


    ¡°It¡¯s not important, but I would like to know what he left for you.¡±


    ¡°Are you scared?¡± Deirdre sneered and looked at Brendan while she said,¡± Are you scared that the


    object hidden by Tobey will make me distance myself from you?¡±


    Brendan did not speak but stared at her closely. Deirdre shoved away his hands calmly. ¡°You can set


    your mind at ease if that is your concern. If I could leave you, why would Tobey have only told me


    today?¡±


    She made sense. If there was a possibility for her to turn the tables, Tobey would not have waited until


    now. In addition, how could Tobey have the capability to make drastic changes at this point?


    Perhaps it was just a trick to buy time.


    Even if that were the case, Brendan was still exercising caution by sending a text message to Den


    so that thetter could run a thorough search through Madame Russell¡¯s house with his staff members.


    ¡°What did you say again? Brendan is asking for Steven to be transferred back to the country?¡±


    Charlene¡¯s face turned red in anger upon receiving the call. Her gaze was filled with panic that could


    not be concealed. ¡°How could that be¡­ Why is it happening so suddenly? He couldn¡¯t be bothered with


    Steven for a long time!¡±


    ¡°Most probably, it has to do with the imprisonment incident. There might be a new development in the


    incident, and Mr. Brighthall must have learned about it. As such, he wants Steven to be transferred


    back for inquiry.¡± The voice halted to a stop before adding, ¡°Steven won¡¯t stand a chance against Mr.


    Brighthall¡¯s interrogation if hees back. I think that the prison incident will be exposed soon


    enough.¡±


    ¡°No!¡± Charlene gnashed her teeth in anger. She had just only managed to appease Brendan, so she


    would not allow this matter to destroy her effort. She wanted to be Mrs. Brighthall so she could be at


    the top of the food chain in Neve!


    After hanging up the call, she could not be bothered to pack and hastily got into a taxi to the hotel.


    She knocked on the door of the penthouse, and a voice was heard from the inside saying, ¡°Come in.¡±


    Charlene opened the door shakily. Not a ray of light illuminated the room, and the room reeked of


    cigarettes. A man was seated on the right side of the room, his fingers lit by a bright red, fiery glow.


    ¡°Is Stevening back?¡±


    Charlene did not expect that the man would find out her purpose so quickly. She bowed down in a


    haste. ¡°Save me, sir! We can¡¯t allow Steven toe back! He will certainly not be able to keep his


    mouth shut. If Brendan finds out about the numerous incidents that happened to Deirdre in prison, he


    will most certainly be so furious that he might even kill me to vent his anger!¡±


    At that point, Charlene could not help trembling in fear. The man did not move. After a while, he put out


    his cigarette and said, ¡± What will you give me if I help you? If my memory serves me right, I gave you a


    bargaining chip, but you didn¡¯t even manage to get a grip on Brendan¡¯s love.¡±


    ¡°I can do it! Please give me another chance, sir! As long as Brendan and I are married¡­¡± Charlene


    said in a terrified tone, ¡°As long as Brendan and I are married, I will be the wife of the Brighthall Group¡¯s


    CEO, and it will be a trivial matter for me to do something with thepany¡­¡±


    The man rubbed his lower jaw and said, ¡°Sure, I¡¯ll give you another chance.¡± Charlene was relieved


    and left in fear.


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    When the door was closed, the man¡¯s assistant said, ¡°Sir, this woman is not trustworthy. She is greedy


    and won¡¯t help US until the end.¡±


    ¡°I know.¡± The man fiddled with his thumb ring and cracked a cold smirk.¡± However, we need someone


    foolish as a distraction anyhow.


    ¡°Oh right, we can let the cat out of the bag for Brendan on that end.¡±

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    Perhaps it was due to Deirdre¡¯s trouble in adapting to the turbulence that she was sick on the ne on


    multiple asions. By the time theynded, she was weak and exhausted.


    She forced herself to get up from her seat with great effort, yet her knees buckled. She fell forward, and


    Brendan responded just in time to catch her by wrapping an arm around her.


    Deirdre¡¯s face was ghastly pale, and she was having trouble catching a breath. She grabbed Brendan¡¯s


    cor in a state of anxiety and only loosened her grip when she realized her action.


    Brendan did not loosen his grip over her at once, but his dark eyes were locked on Deirdre¡¯s face


    without any reservation. There was concern and guilt in his gaze. He caressed the woman¡¯s ghastly


    pale face with his fingertips and said weakly, ¡°I¡¯m sorry that I can¡¯t help with anything.¡±


    He could only watch helplessly as Deirdre gagged and felt uneasy. His heart was ridden with anxiety,


    but there was nothing he could do in the presence of Deirdre¡¯s torment.


    Deirdre was stunned for a moment before she shoved away his hand. She had a taunting expression


    when she said, ¡°You don¡¯t need to do anything, but you can stop putting on an act.¡±


    She found his infatuation annoying.


    She wanted to turn around and walk away, but Brendan picked her up by the waist the next moment.


    ¡°Brendan!¡± The panic feeling of falling made Deirdre tense up her body.¡± Let go of me!¡±


    ¡®Your knees are weak, and you can¡¯t walk steadily. How am I supposed to let go of you when you can¡¯t


    even see clearly?¡± Brendan found a good excuse because Deirdre was incapable of walking steadily


    indeed.


    Nheless, she could not allow Brendan to carry her down the flight¡­


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    Deirdre bit her lower lip and said, ¡°I¡¯ll walk slowly.¡±


    ¡°So other people can see you walking with unsteady, shaky legs next to me?¡±


    Brendan said softly, ¡°How many people do you think will misunderstand that for something else?¡±


    Deirdre wanted to speak, but she came to realize the situation and could not help blushing.


    Brendan carried her until they got out of the ne. In addition to being a good-looking couple, their


    striking method drew a lot of attention along the way. The onlookers were watching and taking photos


    of them.


    Sam was stunned for a short while upon seeing that. Soon afterward, he heaved a sigh.


    He cast a look at the people to stop them from distributing today¡¯s photos.


    After they got into the car, they headed back to the mansion they used to live in. When


    Deirdre entered the house, she found an additional person busy working in the kitchen.


    The person walked outside upon hearing themotion and wiped her hands on her apron. ¡°Madam,


    it¡¯s been a long time since west met each other.¡±


    Deirdre was astounded upon hearing the voice. ¡°Mrs. Engel?¡±


    Mrs. Engel was Ophelia¡¯s caretaker in the past, with a very good personality. She would take good care


    of Ophelia, and Deirdre would frequently get in touch with her in the past. She would call up Mrs. Engel


    to check on Ophelia¡¯s condition when she was busy, and they had a close rtionship. Mrs. Engel was


    like family to her.


    ¡°Mrs. Brighthall¡­¡± Mrs. Engel teared up. ¡°I thought that I would never see you again. It¡¯s fortunate that


    Mr. Brighthall kindly helped me out when I was at my most difficult time. He gave me a chance toe


    back so I can take care of your daily needs while you rest until you give birth to the child.¡±


    Deirdre was having trouble holding back her tears and hugged Mrs. Engel with reddened eyes.


    Brendan¡¯s expression changed slightly when he noticed how emotional


    Deirdre got. Behind him, Sam reminded him, and he said, ¡°Mrs. Engel will be taking care of you from


    now on. Both of you are close, so don¡¯t hold back if you need anything from her. I have some affairs to


    attend to at work, so I¡¯m making a move now.¡±


    Deirdre did not respond, but Brendan took a few extra nces at her before he left. Mrs. Engel noticed


    that something was off. ¡°Mrs. Brighthall, what¡¯s going on with the both of you?¡±


    ¡°Mrs. Engel, you can call me Deirdre. You don¡¯t need to address me as Mrs. Brighthall because


    Brendan and I are already divorced.¡±


    ¡°Divorced?¡± Mrs. Engel was dumbfounded. ¡°Mrs. Brighthall, you must be joking, right? You love Mr.


    Brighthall so much. Why would you get a divorce out of nowhere?¡±

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    Mrs. Engel¡¯s gaze dimmed when she remembered something and said, ¡°Is it because of Ophe-¡±


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    ¡°Mrs. Engel.¡± Deirdre stopped Mrs. Engel in time by saying, ¡°It¡¯s already in the past, so we don¡¯t have to


    bring it up again. Men are always moving forward.¡±


    ¡®Yes, you¡¯re right!¡± Mrs. Engel hastily nodded. She almost triggered Deirdre¡¯s sadness but could not


    refrain from advising Deirdre in view of her past experience.


    ¡°Mrs. Brighthall, perhaps I may not be right, but I know that Mr. Brighthall loves you now. He cares


    about you, and that is why he traveled far to look for me before finding me in a mountain valley. I broke


    a leg at the time, and he spent a lot of money to get me treatment. He told me that he didn¡¯t want me to


    pay him back. Instead, he would like me to take care of you so that you¡¯re happy.¡±


    ¡®So that I¡¯m happy?¡¯


    Deirdre¡¯s gaze glistened with emotions. In the next moment, her gaze cooled down.


    Did Brendan not feel that he was going against his conscience when he lied to Mrs. Engel?


    If he really wanted her to be happy, he would not have destroyed her life once and then impregnated


    her with his baby.


    Deirdre did notment further. She changed the topic of conversation by saying,


    ¡°What are we having today?¡±


    In the Brighthall Group, Brendan had just returned to thepany when he was bombarded with


    documents. Now that he was back, all the major events in thepany were med on him.


    After the board of directors meeting ended, Mr. Jensen seated on the right called out to him, his


    expression displeased.


    ¡°Brendan, why am I hearing rumors out there that you were away from thepany not to recuperate


    from your condition but for a woman?¡±


    All the members of the board of directors looked to Brendan upon hearing his remark.


    Even though they feared Brendan, they were displeased with Brendan, who had disappeared for close


    to half a year.


    After all, the Brighthall Group was prospering when Brendan was managing thepany, yet the


    company was close to a decline now. It would be extremely irresponsible of him to do that for a woman.


    Brendan nced at the crowd casually, and his dark eyes were tainted with coldness.


    ¡°Whether I was away to recuperate or for a woman, it¡¯s none of your business when you also frequently


    travel abroad for leisure, Mr. Jensen.


    ¡®Your role is to spend the money made from yourpany shares and not be bothered by the others.


    You should care about your own family and not let those children of yours tarnish thepany¡¯s


    reputation, and that will be enough.¡±


    Mr. Jensen¡¯s son and daughter were previously involved in a huge scandal, and Mr.


    Jensen was implicated as their father. The Brighthall Group had be the top search news online on


    multiple asions. Brendan¡¯s remark reminded this event to many people.


    Someone could not hold back and said, ¡°I think it would be best for you to send your children abroad


    because you ask about thepany¡¯s matters, right? There¡¯s no telling how much damage the


    ¡®That¡¯s right. Since you¡¯ve already decided to retire and not meddle with thepany, you should set


    your mind at ease to rest and let the people from thepany handle thepany affairs.¡±


    ¡°We would have to consider if Mr. Jensen is still qualified to be in this room if something like that were


    to happen again.¡±


    ¡®You¡­ All of you!¡± Mr. Jensen¡¯s expression alternated between anger and fear. He did not expect that


    he would be treated with sarcastic remarks by these people just because of Brendan¡¯s brief criticism in


    view of his identity as one of thepany¡¯s founding members.


    Brendan did not even take an extra nce at him, but he walked out of the boardroom. He stopped


    abruptly when he was in the corridor and gave an order to his assistant, Cormac Cooper. ¡®You can


    send Mr. Jensen back to where he came from.¡±


    ¡®Yes, sir.¡±


    Upon returning to the office, Brendan handled the documents until noon, when Sam barged into the


    room by surprise.


    Brendan raised his head and could not help furrowing his eyebrows.¡± What¡¯s going on? Why are you in


    such a flurry?¡±


    Sam¡¯s face was ghastly pale. ¡°Sir, Steven is dead.¡±

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    Chapter 798


    Chapter 798 I Will Only Hate You More


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    All of a sudden, Brendan¡¯s dark eyes glistened for a brief moment before dimming again. ¡°How did he


    die?¡±


    Sam was overwhelmed with emotions. ¡°He got into a conflict with someone on the street, and he


    was¡­¡±


    Brendan furrowed his eyebrows and fell silent.


    Sam was a close acquaintance of Steven, so he was having trouble epting the situation. ¡°How did


    that happen so suddenly? Steven would never get into a fight so easily in view of his personality. In


    addition, he was living abroad, so he should be more vignt and cautious. How did that¡­¡±


    Brendan did not speak, but his dark eyes were glistening with emotions. After a while, he said, ¡°Noted.


    You may leave first.¡±


    Sam nodded and headed outside.


    Brendan continued to read the documents, but he was distracted. He lit a cigarette and then put it out


    again, his dark eyes tainted with shock.


    ¡®Dead¡­ How did he die at such a coincidental time?¡¯


    Steven was living well abroad initially, and when Brendan wanted to inquire him about the prison


    situation, Steven got into a mishap soon afterward. It felt as if someone was trying to cover up a secret.


    Brendan clenched his fists tightly. He had no doubts about the incidents that had taken ce in the


    prison back in that year because he knew very well that Steven would not be able to hide his tricks


    perfectly. He was supposed to know if anything bad were to happen to Deirdre in prison at once.


    Unless¡­


    Brendan thought of something, and his dark eyes dimmed quickly.


    Dark clouds covered the sky when Brendan returned to the mansion. The light in the living room was


    on. He opened the door to find only Mrs. Engel, and his gaze dimmed for a brief moment.


    ¡°Where¡¯s Deirdre?¡±


    ¡°Mrs. Brighthall is tired and is resting upstairs.¡± Mrs. Engel took Brendan¡¯s jacket and noticed


    something. She said, ¡°Have you been drinking, Mr. Brighthall?¡±


    ¡°Hmm, a little.¡±


    Mrs. Engel was enlightened. ¡°It¡¯s inevitable for you to drink during social activities for work. Shall I


    prepare a hangover remedy for you? You will get a headache tomorrow morning otherwise.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s fine.¡± Brendan said, ¡°I didn¡¯t drink much, and I¡¯ll be fine after resting for a night. You should rest


    early too.¡±


    ¡°Sure.¡±


    Brendan headed upstairs and opened the door to the room. He found Deirdre on the bed, and she


    really was sound asleep. Her breathing was slow and even, but her body was curled up due to herck


    of security, forming a small bulge under the nket.


    He made his way to the woman¡¯s side, and the sight of her calm, sleeping face enlivened his cold


    heart. He could not take his eyes off her and stretched out his hand to tuck a strand of her hair behind


    her ear.


    In the next moment, Deirdre opened her eyes drowsily. ¡°Brendan?¡±


    ¡°Hmm, did I wake you up?¡±


    He spoke in an unprecedentedly gentle tone that sounded like Kyran¡­


    Deirdre gnashed her teeth and cleared her head. ¡°Have you been drinking?¡±


    ¡°Hmm, not much.¡±


    ¡®Why-¡±


    She was about to inquire further when the man¡¯s kissnded on her and engulfed her words. He did not


    do it brutally as he did previously, but it was more like he was venting his emotions. He appeared to be


    more gentle and affectionate in his intoxicated state, as if he did not wish to hurt Deirdre.


    He was so gentle that he would leave if Deirdre gave him the slightest push. Deirdre batted her


    eyshes and was fully awake quickly. She shoved Brendan away and asked, ¡°What are you doing?¡±


    Brendan said in a self-mocking tone, ¡°Can¡¯t I kiss you a little when we¡¯ve been together for so long?¡±


    ¡®Together for so long?¡± Deirdre found it ridiculous. ¡°How long have we been together?


    Three years, four years? Did you look me in the eyes when I married you? Did you have feelings for


    me?


    ¡°Or do you think that I¡¯m just as foolish as I was in the past? That I will be charmed and tricked by you


    once again when you assume Kyran¡¯s identity? Let me tell you this. I won¡¯t! I will only be disgusted by


    you!¡±


    The words ¡®disgusted by you¡¯ were unpleasant to the ears and ached Brendan¡¯s heart.

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    Chapter 799


    Chapter 799 We Have News From There


    ¡°If I were to tell you that I waspletely unaware of the things that happened to you in prison, would


    you still hate me so much?¡±


    Brendan¡¯s dark eyes glistened while his voice was tainted with drunkenness and hope.


    It was as if he were hoping to hear an answer that he wanted from Deirdre.


    ¡°No.¡±


    In the next moment, his enthusiasm was dampened by the woman¡¯s cold tone.


    Deirdre¡¯s expression was filled with hatred. ¡°If you did those things that hurt me because you hated me,


    I could only convince myself that I deserved what I got even if


    I couldn¡¯t make sense of it. However, if you let me go through all those things when you weren¡¯t even


    nning to hurt me, I will only hate you more.¡±


    The woman¡¯s remark sounded crystal clear and put Brendan¡¯s eager heart down in the dumps.


    He felt powerless. ¡®You should sleep.¡±


    He lowered his gaze and got up from the bed next to her before walking out of the room.


    The room became quiet and empty instantly, leaving only the sound of the howling wind outside.


    Deirdre stopped herself from shaking and told herself, ¡®Calm down. He is Brendan, the devil that


    commits all sorts of heinous sins. Kyran is only a camouge that he created meticulously.¡¯


    Mrs. Engel was surprised to see Brendan leaving the room and stopped herself from turning off the


    light.


    ¡°Are you not going to sleep in Mrs. Brighthall¡¯s room, Mr. Brighthall?¡±


    ¡°No.¡± Brendan massaged his tired forehead with his fingers. ¡°She¡¯s pregnant, and I¡¯ve had one too


    many drinks today. I might hurt her identally.¡±


    ¡°So¡­ I shall prepare the guest room then!¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s fine.¡± Brendan said, ¡®You should go get some rest. I¡¯ll sleep in the study tonight.¡±


    ¡°However-¡¯¡¯


    ¡°Go.¡±


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    Brendan¡¯s voice was calm but indisputable.


    Mrs. Engel heaved a sigh but did not have the courage toment further. ¡°Please take care of


    yourself, Mr. Brighthall. I shall go to my room.¡±


    ¡°Hmm.¡±


    The next day, Deirdre woke upte. There was no telling if she was sleeping more because of the


    pregnancy.


    When she headed downstairs with a jacket covering herself, Brendan was just leaving the house and


    appeared to be in a rush.


    Deirdre pretended to be unbothered. Mrs. Engel could not refrain from saying when she was serving


    breakfast, ¡°Mr. Brighthall caught a cold, and it seems like a rather bad one. He was constantly coughing


    during breakfast earlier, and that is why he didn¡¯t greet you when he noticed you wereing


    downstairs. I figure that he is worried that he might infect you.¡±


    As soon as those words were spoken, Deirdre was stunned for a moment. She asked while she had


    her breakfast, ¡°Was there a drop in temperature yesterday?¡±


    Mrs. Engel heaved a sigh. ¡¯There wasn¡¯t a drop in temperature, but Mr. Brighthall slept in the studyst


    night.¡±


    ¡°In the study?¡±


    ¡°The house is only cleaned when I¡¯m here, and I¡¯ve only cleaned up one room because of my busy


    work schedule, and there are no guests in the house usually.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s movements of eating breakfast halted to a stop. ¡°So, Brendan¡­ slept on the sofa in the study


    last night?¡±


    ¡®Yes.¡± Mrs. Engel felt guilty. ¡°Mr. Brighthall is so tall. Aside from the sofa being too small for him, even


    the nket doesn¡¯t cover him fully. It would be strange if he didn¡¯t catch a cold. I should have cleaned


    up another room if I were to know. My carelessness put Mr. Brighthall¡­¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s fine, Mrs. Engel. It¡¯s not your fault.¡± Deirdre consoled her, yet her heart was overwhelmed with


    complicated emotions.


    She could not figure out Brendan¡¯s rationale when he did that.


    Brendan had just only stepped into his office when Sam opened the door and entered the room right


    after him. Sam appeared to be emotional and had difficulty concealing his emotions. ¡°Sir! We have


    news from there!¡±


    Brendan¡¯s pupils constricted. ¡°Where? Ophelia?¡±


    ¡®Yes!¡± Sam nodded in a haste and passed a document to Brendan eagerly. Brendan opened the folder


    and looked at the photos of a mountain in there.

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    Chapter 800


    Chapter 800 Don¡¯t Tell Her


    ¡°We tracked Ophelia all the way until Lowe, ording to Charlene¡¯s photos. The ce had already


    been vacated when our people got there, but we received information from the vigers today. They


    imed that many people live in East Lowe, which is the location in the photos.


    Moreover, those people are strangers that the vigers are not acquainted with. Hence, I boldly


    spected that Ophelia is possibly being kept there!¡±


    A tinge of hope shed past Brendan¡¯s dark eyes.


    Since there was information, it signified they were already getting closer to the truth. If he could save


    Ophelia, he would still stand a chance at making up for the mistake he had made in the past.


    Did Charlene really have the capability to hide Ophelia in such a far location?


    ¡°Commission the professionals and get them to depart tomorrow. I want well-trained professionals to go


    to the mountain to investigate this matter. I won¡¯t allow any mistakes.¡±


    ¡®Yes, sir!¡±


    ¡°One more thing.¡± Brendan stopped for a moment. ¡°Prepare a car for me.¡±


    ¡°Sir?¡± Sam was astounded. ¡°Are you going there in person?¡±


    ¡°Hmm.¡± Brendan could not set his mind at ease without being there. He suppressed his cough and


    said, ¡°I want to see and confirm if Ophelia is there in person. Also, I would like to find out who those


    people are working for.¡±


    ¡°However, that ce is so dangerous¡­¡±


    Brendan looked up and said nonchntly, ¡°Sam, don¡¯t forget how you and those people from the


    organization were saved.¡±


    Sam did not have the courage to forget Brendan¡¯s capability because he had witnessed it with his own


    eyes. He figured that Brendan wanted to go on this trip to ensure that the search would be carried out


    perfectly.


    Most importantly, there was also Deirdre, of course.


    The matter was urgent because Lowe was located far away. If they were to dy any further, it was


    possible that the people there would move their operation base again.


    Sam prepared the car. Before they departed, Brendan suddenly said, ¡°Let¡¯s go back to the mansion


    first.¡±


    The car drove all the way to the mansion and stopped at the door. Brendan called up Mrs. Engel to


    bring Deirdre to the door.


    Deirdre showed up with a jacket draped over her body, her hair coiled into a loose bun behind her


    head. Her expression was so nonchnt, as if she was meeting a stranger. ¡°How can I help you?¡±


    Brendan looked at the woman before him, his dark eyes glistening with emotions. He knew he would


    be away for the trip for three days.


    He suppressed the urge to hug her in his arms and said, ¡°I¡¯m going on a business trip today, and I¡¯ll be


    back in three days.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s expression did not change at all. ¡°Is that so? Would you like me to wish you a safe journey?¡±


    Brendan¡¯s dark eyes dimmed, and he said, ¡°Hmm.¡±


    Deirdre was slightly stunned. She found it surprising that Brendan did not hear the cynicism in her tone,


    or perhaps he turned a deaf ear to her cynicism on purpose.


    ¡°Safe journey.¡±


    Upon saying that, she turned around and walked away. Mrs. Engel looked nervously at Brendan before


    turning around to help Deirdre walk.


    Brendan gazed after Deirdre¡¯s departing silhouette until she waspletely out of his sight.


    Sam could not refrain from saying, ¡°Sir¡­ Why haven¡¯t you told Miss McKinnon that you¡¯re going to look


    for Ophelia? If you were to tell Miss McKinnon about your trip, she would never treat you in such a


    manner anymore.¡±


    Brendan shifted his gaze to the car window regtor. ¡°I won¡¯t tell her about this matter and give her


    hope when we can¡¯t even confirm if the woman in the photo is Ophelia.¡±


    The most crushing blow that one could deliver was the despair that came after giving false hope.


    Deirdre suffered tremendously due to Ophelia¡¯s death, so Brendan could only pretend that nothing had


    happened before he had solid evidence to prove Ophelia was still alive.


    Sam understood to a certain extent and started the car.


    When the car left, Mrs. Engel said, ¡°Mr. Brighthall has left.¡±


    Deirdre sat in the yard basking in the wind and raised her eyes ever so slightly upon hearing the


    remark.


    Mrs. Engel said, ¡°Mr. Brighthall appears to be very busy. He has a bunch of cars following after his car,


    yet he manages to find time to visit you despite his hectic schedule. I figure he must be having trouble


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    Chapter 801


    Chapter 801 His Business Trip Was a Lie


    Deirdre returned to the living room from the garden and changed the subject, ¡°I¡¯m hungry, Mrs. Engel.¡±


    ¡°In a minute, sweetie. Your porridge will be ready soon!¡±


    The night, surprisingly, turned out to be a restless one. Then, the next early morning, Deirdre found


    herself woken up by a shrillmotion with Mrs. Engel¡¯s best attempt at constion thrown in. She


    rose, put on a coat, and pushed open her door. The racket became clearer and sharper. It crashed into


    her ears.


    ¡°For thest time, where the h*ll is Brendan Brighthall!? Tell him to get down here right now! I am not


    leaving until everything¡¯s even!


    ¡°How could he do this to me? I sacrificed my entire youth, my better years, to the Brighthall Group! I let


    them drive me like I was a ve! And he¡¯s repaying all that devotion by sending me away to some


    foreign country and forcing my children¡¯s schools to expel my kids!?


    ¡°What the f*ck is this!? If he¡¯s not going to give me godd*mn exnation, I¡¯m taking this to his old


    residence!¡± The man¡¯s eyes were practically spitting fire. His voice was also too loud to ignore.


    Deirdre descended the stairs and asked, ¡°What¡¯s wrong, Mrs. Engel?¡±


    The older woman quickly approached her.


    ¡®This angry man suddenly barged in and demanded to see Mr. Brighthall. I told him the master of the


    house isn¡¯t at home, but he wouldn¡¯t listen¡­¡±


    Deirdre raised her head. She could only make out a vague, blurry outline of a person¡¯s face, but she


    could tell from the content of his rant that this had something to do with work.


    ¡°Sir, Mr. Brighthall¡¯s not at home. If you have anything meant for him, please wait for him toe back


    before talking about it. Compared to him, we¡¯re not in the position to help.¡±


    Mr. Jensen stared at Deirdre, his steam temporarily reced by confusion. Why did this one act as


    though she was the mistress of the house? Words were that Brendan was not interested in women


    except his partner. But should that not be someone else altogether? He furrowed his brows and


    snarled, ¡®The h*ll are you supposed to be?¡±


    ¡°It doesn¡¯t matter,¡± Deirdre replied patiently.


    ¡°You could be here all day, shouting until your face turns blue, and Brendan still won¡¯t show up. If you


    must shout at him, just do it over the phone or talk to him personally.¡±


    ¡°As if that¡¯s an option! Where the h*ll am I supposed to drag him out to the open?¡± Mr. Jensen scoffed.


    ¡°He¡¯s not in his office at all today! Nobody knows where the h*ll he went, either. Oh, but I know one


    thing¡¯s for sure. He¡¯s trying to cut me off from my rightful influence over thepany by exiling me to a


    foreign country, so he alone can rule the Brighthall Group like a tyrant!¡± The corner of Deirdre¡¯s lips


    twitched.


    ¡°Are you telling me Brendan¡¯s scared ¡­ of you? Are you telling me that Brendan Brighthall is hiding


    from you?¡± Mr. Jensen could not give a counterargument, so he bit back with a brusque snarl.


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    ¡°I don¡¯t give a sh*t what he¡¯s doing. I know he¡¯s here, and I¡¯m going to see him. Tell him to show himself


    now!¡± Deirdre stepped aside. ¡°You¡¯re wee to search every room in the house if you don¡¯t believe


    us.


    ¡± Mr. Jensen knew better than to do that. Gritting his teeth, he growled,¡± Where is he?¡±


    ¡°Out on a business trip.¡±


    ¡°A business- Oh, shut the h*ll up!¡± Mr. Jensen snorted.


    ¡°You actually thought an excuse as sh*tty as this one is going to fool me!¡± Deirdre was startled.


    ¡°W-What?¡±


    ¡°Do you know how much cr*p is pending in thepany itself? And what? He takes one look at the


    mountain of work he¡¯s supposed to solve and decides to go on a business trip instead? My *ss!¡± he


    rebutted.


    ¡°I¡¯m one of the board of directors, and even I¡¯ve never heard of any golden-goose project so important


    that it warrants his personal attendance!¡± Mr. Jensen sounded so sure of himself that Deirdre could not


    help but clench her hands.


    Was he telling the truth? If Brendan had lied, then where had he gone? Mr. Jensen probably realized


    nothing was going toe out of his agitation, so he stormed away after waving a threat abouting


    back to them tomorrow. Deirdre was still rooted to her spot after he left. She thought of the man¡¯s


    farewell.


    Was it all fake? She was almost amused. She had believed him. God, she had believed his excuse and


    thought he was on a business trip. But it seemed to her that Brendan had just finally be bored of


    her now that he had her back in his pet house.


    The truth was that he was heading to see Charlene, was it not? It was time to share some nights with


    the woman he loved instead of wasting his time ying a character with Deirdre. Mrs. Engel could see


    the growing dejection on her face and felt a pang.


    ¡± Miss McKinnon, please. Let¡¯s not jump to conclusions, okay? Mr. Brighthall would never lie to you. I


    bet he really is on a business trip, but he decided not to tell that man for some reason.¡±

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    Chapter 802


    Chapter 802 Is He With You?


    Deirdre looked up. ¡°But why would he hide it from him? Do you really think Brendan¡¯s scared of a guy


    like that?¡± ¡°Well¡­¡± Mrs. Engel faltered.


    Deirdre shed a smile. ¡°I¡¯m going back to bed.¡±


    She turned on her heels and made her way back inside. The reveal did not make her feel anything in


    particr-instead, it just reminded her how talented Brendan was at acting. She almost bought it and


    believed that maybe, deep down inside, he did care about her or love her.


    Deirdre had only just stepped inside her room when she heard the sound of Mrs.


    Engel trying to call Brendan¡¯s phone.


    The call never connected.


    Two days passed. One day, Deirdre propped the side of her head with her palm and asked, ¡°So¡­ That


    Mr. Jensen guy came back?¡± ¡°Like clockwork, that man. He left after learning Mr. Brighthall was not at


    home, at least.¡± Mrs. Engel looked unsettled.


    ¡°I¡¯ve got a bad feeling about this, Miss McKinnon. He seemed very unstable today. He was still himself


    two days ago, but today¡­ God, his eyes were beet red. Do you think¡­ Do you think he might have


    gone crazy?¡± 2 ¡°If he has, it is still Brendan who made him. It has nothing to do with us,¡± replied


    Deirdre.


    She paused and added, ¡°But we should probably be extra careful for these two days.


    Let¡¯s not leave the house if we can, and don¡¯t ever let him in.¡± ¡®You got it!¡± Mrs. Engel began cleaning


    up the dishes from their table. ¡°Mr. Brighthall ising home today, right? Three days, he said. Today¡¯s


    the day.¡±


    Deirdre cast her eyes outside and said nothing.


    The man did not appear even as the night had fallen. Unsurprised, Deirdre finished her dinner and


    went straight to her room to sleep. By this point, the usual difort associated with her pregnancy


    had lessened enough that she could sleep as soon as her head hit the pillow.


    Then, in a state of grogginess, she heard the sound of the door opening. A weight began to sink at the


    edge of her bed.


    Deirdre¡¯s eyshes quivered. She could feel the man¡¯s eyes beaming down on her and the weight of


    his body pressing against her before kissing her lips.


    The kiss woke her up. She opened her eyes abruptly and sensed the man¡¯s body pushing against hers.


    Her face turned pale. ¡°Brendan?¡±


    The man answered with a selfish kiss.


    She hit him on his shoulders as hard as she could. She could not tell which part of it, but the man


    suddenly curled into himself slightly and groaned.


    ¡°Brendan¡­¡± Deirdre was startled. Then, she smelled it-the metallic scent of blood.


    ¡°Are you hurt?¡±


    Brendan threw his arms around her and pulled her into a cuddle. Shocked, she did not mmove. The


    stench of blood filled her nose until it seemed to suffocate her chest.


    ¡°Whatever injury you have, Brendan, you should get it dressed. Mrs. Engel¡¯s just downstairs, and she¡¯ll


    definitely call the doctor.¡±


    Deirdre had skipped asking him what had happened since she was sure the man would never answer


    her anyway.


    ¡°It¡¯s not a problem.¡± He finally spoke, his voice strangely husky. He began to sniff her his hunger


    palpable. ¡°I¡¯ll just stay like this for a while.¡±


    Deirdre clenched her fists. ¡®You¡¯re crushing our child.¡±


    That did the trick. The man finally rose-and then fell forward, the floor next to her bed breaking his fall.


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    ¡°Brendan!¡± Deirdre cried out, her fingers wing desperately to catch him. The man was already


    unconscious.


    Her mind nked. She could not help him up alone.


    When she heard a racket outside, she was about to put on a coat and called for Mrs. Engel. She


    stumbled outside just in time for Sam to catch her, who immediately asked, ¡°Is Mr. Brighthall with you?¡±


    Deirdre nodded, and Sam chuckled tiredly. ¡°I knew it.¡±


    Deirdre felt a tinge of unexpected panic. Brendan was not acting like himself. ¡°He, uh, fell to the side of


    the bed.¡±


    Sam entered their room hurriedly and turned the light on.


    Every part of his body that was covered with bandages was oozing blood. A sickly ashen mien


    shrouded the man¡¯s handsome features like a mourning veil.


    Deirdre stood under the door, her fingers clutching her sleeve. ¡°Is he okay?¡±

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    Chapter 803


    Chapter 803 You¡¯re Always in His Heart


    ¡°He¡¯s alright. His wounds just tore a little.¡±


    Deirdre felt a pang of guilt. ¡°Sorry, that was me. I didn¡¯t know he was hurt when I pushed him.¡± ¡°It¡¯s


    okay. It¡¯s got nothing to do with you at all. Even if you didn¡¯t push him, his wounds would have been


    torn open anyway. He had been driving all the way here from Central Hospital.¡±


    Deirdre froze. That was half an hour¡¯s journey! Had he gone mad? She pushed away theplicated


    feelings as they arose and asked,¡± What¡¯s with his injuries? I thought he¡¯s been spending his time with


    Charlene. Did something happen halfway through? An ambush?¡±


    ¡°Spending time with Charlene?¡± Sam was taken aback.


    ¡°Who told you that? He wasn¡¯t spending time with Charlene.¡± ¡°No?¡± Deirdre¡¯s mind turned nk.


    Brendan had lied to her about the business trip, but Charlene was not the ulterior motive, after all?


    Then where had he been?


    No. It did not matter where he had been. He had lied to her. Nothing was going to change that.


    ¡°So, he was ambushed?¡±


    Sam looked conflicted. ¡°Yes.¡±


    Deirdre exhaled a sigh. ¡°Then you should call a doctor to redress his injuries. Meanwhile, I¡¯ll be


    sleeping on the couch downstairs tonight.¡±


    She turned on her heels, and Sam cried before he could stop himself, ¡°Miss McKinnon, wait!¡±


    Even he himself was surprised at his reaction, but he continued. ¡°He¡­ Mr. Brighthall needs you. Can


    you please stay by his side for tonight? You don¡¯t have to do much. Just lie next to him when you sleep.


    Or else, he¡¯ll wake up and look for you again.¡±


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    Deirdre cast her eyes down. ¡°And why will he do that?¡± ¡°Because he wants to see you?¡± Sam was a


    little helpless. ¡°An hour ago, his life was hanging by a thread, and he had an emergency operation


    performed on him in the early hours. If it weren¡¯t for you, why would rushing home be the first thing he


    did after waking up from his sedatives? You can¡¯t seriously think it¡¯s because he has trouble sleeping


    unless it¡¯s his own bed.¡±


    Deirdre could not understand what Brendan¡¯s actions meant, nor were Sam¡¯s words making any sense.


    The man finally said the quiet words aloud, ¡°Miss McKinnon, you¡¯re always in his heart.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s eye twitched.


    Then her face turned biting. ¡°I didn¡¯t expect you to help maintain Brendan¡¯s lies.¡±


    She had always believed Sam to be candid and honest with her, but she was wrong.


    She should not have trusted anyone who worked for Brendan. In the end, they all served him. i ¡°Miss


    McKinnon¡­¡± Sam faltered a little. Then, he continued. ¡®You can trust me or don¡¯t. It doesn¡¯t matter


    because I¡¯m not lying. If Mr. Brightall didn¡¯t care for you, why would he go to so many lengths


    pretending to be Kyran Reed just so he could be together with you? Do you really think it was because


    he wanted you to bear him a child?


    ¡®You were heavily disfigured at that time, Miss McKinnon. And Mr.


    Brighthall had no shortage of beautiful women who woulde to him and dly bear him a kid. So,


    why did he take such a heavy toll just to be-¡± ¡°Enough!¡± snarled


    Deirdre. Her face was pale, and her brows furrowed. ¡°I don¡¯t know what new game you people are


    ying, but I¡¯m not gonna believe a single thing any of you say. Even if I discount all the pains he has


    caused me, it still doesn¡¯t change the fact that he could not even be honest with me. There was never


    any business trip, was there? But he told me that was what this was!¡±


    Sam, frantic, said, ¡°It¡¯s because-¡± ¡°Sam!¡±


    The man on the bed suddenly growled, stopping him. He had just woken up from his ckout, but the


    pain from his injuries caused him to scowl.


    ¡®You¡¯re awake?¡±


    Brendan took a deep breath and turned aside with difficulty. His ck eyes reflected the woman¡¯s


    figure. ¡°Leave us.¡±


    Deirdre headed toward the door, and Brendan added, ¡°No. Sam leaves. You stay.¡±

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    Chapter 804


    Chapter 804 In the End, You Can¡¯t Bear to See Me in Pain, Too


    Sam shot a worried nce at Deirdre and left. The door closed behind him, but Deirdre was still one


    step away from opening it again.


    Brendan gritted through his pain and beckoned. ¡°Come here, Deirdre.¡±


    She did not move. Instead, she asked, ¡°Doesn¡¯t your wound need to be addressed?¡±


    Brendan¡¯s eyes glinted. ¡°Are you concerned about me?¡±


    Deirdre snickered. ¡°Is that even possible?¡±


    Brendan¡¯s eyes dimmed. ¡°No,¡± he remarked with a slight hint of self- deprecation.


    Deirdre clenched her hands. ¡°d we¡¯re on the same page. Now, I¡¯m going if there¡¯s nothing else for


    me here.¡± ¡°Where to? It¡¯ste at night.¡± ¡°Downstairs where I can sleep. Or maybe share a bed with Mrs.


    Engel.¡±


    Brendan¡¯s eyes turned cold. His tone turned firm, like an order. ¡°Come here.¡±


    Deirdre was about to say something when he interjected warningly, ¡°You know how I¡¯m like, right? Don¡¯t


    make me say it twice.¡±


    If she made him say it twice, there would be consequences. Deirdre had no idea what kind it could be,


    but she knew it was going to be unbearable. Casting her eyes to the floor, she made her way slowly to


    him.


    Brendan helped her into the bed and pulled her into a cuddle, where Deirdre remained stiff.


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    He sniffed the woman¡¯s scent hard until his nerves calmed. ¡°Aren¡¯t you curious?


    Curious about what has happened to me, maybe?¡± He rested his head on her bosom.


    He stopped for a second or two and said, ¡®Your wish almost came true, Deirdre. I almost died.¡±


    Deirdre could not tell what he meant when he imed it was her wish, but she was too disinterested to


    tell him she had no such wish, either.


    ¡®You reap what you sow. I have a hard time thinking you didn¡¯t expect something like this to happen as


    you do whatever the h*lI you like.¡±


    ¡®Yes, I expected this.¡± Brendan felt a hint of resentment as he fixed his gaze on her.


    ¡°¡®What I didn¡¯t expect is you being so acrimonious and callous, Deirdre. You won¡¯t even spare me a


    neutral constion even when I was injured because of you.¡±


    Deirdre was stunned for a moment before pushing him away. ¡°I am not Charlene! If you want someone


    to kiss your wound, you should ask her. You should stop wasting your time trying to gain something


    impossible from me.¡±


    She wanted to go, but Brendan¡¯s fingers were stubbornly locked between hers. She struggled for a


    while until she heard a pained groan.


    She stopped.


    Brendan could not let that brief moment of mercy go unnoticed-even if it meant it could be denied. ¡®You


    still can¡¯t bear to see me hurt, can you?¡±


    Deirdre looked up. ¡°No, I can¡¯t bear to be incarcerated over charges like injuring Mr. Brighthall again.


    But if you want to think that¡¯s the reason, go ahead. It¡¯s not like I can stop you.¡±


    Brendan resented her caustic sneers, yet he was just as hungry for any moment he could spend with


    her.


    Deirdrey next to him for a while until Sam knocked on the door to announce the doctor had arrived.


    As the doctor came inside, Deirdre slipped out at the first chance she saw.


    She passed Sam by and suddenly stopped. ¡°Sam.¡± ¡°Miss McKinnon?¡±


    Brendan had said she was the reason he had gotten hurt in the first ce. It was a brief mention, and


    Deirdre had dismissed itpletely. But now? It stuck out in her mind.


    ¡°Why was he injured?¡±


    Sam was surprised to see Deirdre show concern, though the joy in his eyes quickly died. ¡°Miss


    McKinnon, I¡­ Mr. Brighthall has explicitly forbidden me from telling you, but I think you¡¯ve


    misunderstood him way too much. I know you hate him, but I think you should know about all the things


    he has done for you, regardless. He went somewhere remote and far because he was on a case that


    concerned you. There, he was attacked.


    ¡°Had Mr. Brighthall not remained as calm and unperturbed as he was, none of us would be alive right


    now.¡±


    ¡°A case that concerns me?¡± Deirdre found the revtion more puzzling than enlightening. ¡®What about


    me?¡±

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    Chapter 805


    Chapter 805 Are You Concerned About Me?


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    Sam almost gave her the answer straight away. He had to stop himself right before it happened and


    change it to something less direct. ¡°It¡¯s¡­ someone very important to you.¡± ¡°Someone important¡­ to


    me?¡±


    His answer threw her mind into disarray. She knew Sam would never lie to her over something so


    trivial, but if that were the case, then who could this person be?


    A figure took form in her mind, and she immediately rejected it.


    It could not be her. She was dead. Her mother was dead.


    ¡°Who?¡± ¡°I can¡¯t tell you, Miss McKinnon.¡± Sam intoned helplessly. ¡°All I¡¯m allowed to say is that I did not


    lie when I said Mr. Brighthall had not been spending his time with Charlene at all. Instead, he had been


    using all this time to redeem himself in your eyes.


    ¡®When he was attacked by a gunman yesterday, all he cared about was calling you to tell you he¡¯s fine.


    But his phone was switched off, and maybe that was why he raced to this ce from the hospital as


    quickly as he could.¡±


    Deirdre remembered how Mrs. Engel could not reach him in the afternoon yesterday. She had been


    under the impression that Brendan was ignoring them out of annoyance, but it turned out he was


    simply unable to answer them.


    She stayed rooted on the floor, her head suddenly growing heavy with understated pain.


    The doctor finally finished his work. When he came out, he asked her, ¡°Are you Miss McKinnon?¡±


    ¡°I am.¡±


    ¡°Mr. Brighthall told you toe inside. It¡¯s too cold to sleep out there, he said,¡± the doctor remarked


    hintingly.


    Deirdre¡¯s first reaction was to ignore it, but she remembered what Sam had told her and decided to go


    inside.


    It eluded her at first. Then, as her senses adjusted, she realized the entire room was thick with the


    scent of blood.


    ¡°Over here.¡± Weariness was evident in the voice of a man whose skin was wrapped under fresh


    bandages.


    Deirdre heeded his request and immediately found herself enveloped in an embrace so tightly she


    could not free herself.


    She blinked and decided to cut to the chase. ¡°Why are you hurt in the first ce?¡±


    Brendan was resting his chin on her hair. Surprise shadowed his face. ¡°Are you¡­ concerned about


    me?¡±


    Deirdre did not answer directly. She looked down and repeated, ¡°Just tell me why you¡¯re hurt.¡±


    Brendan sank into momentary silence. ¡°Did Sam talk to you while you were outside?¡±


    He could tell it was him. In fact, his expression was already darkened on cue.


    Deirdre did not waste time hiding the fact. ¡°He told me you left a few days ago because of something


    involving someone important to me. It¡¯s also the reason you were attacked and hurt. Is that true?¡±


    Brendan¡¯s fingers fiddled with strands of her hair. On the one hand, he was displeased with Sam giving


    away even the smallest of details, and yet¡­ He was also enjoying the woman showing her least


    resistance.


    Lying next to each other with the least amount of distance-both figuratively and literally-between them


    like this was just that rare of an asion.


    Brendan¡¯s eyes dimmed. ¡®What do you think?¡±


    Deirdre smirked. ¡°Of course, I didn¡¯t believe him at first, but Sam has no reason to lie to me¡­


    especially since he won¡¯t get anything from it. So, who is this important person?¡±


    Brendan was silent.


    Deirdre raised her head and looked at him, her tone increasingly pressing.¡± Tell me, Brendan.¡±


    He almost said it. Staring into the woman¡¯s pleading, wistful eyes-the truth almost escaped his slightly


    parted lips. But what if¡­ What if it was all a hoax, too? What would happen then?


    ¡°It¡¯s Tobey Rusell.¡±


    ¡®Tobey?¡± Deirdre was stunned. This waspletely out of her expectations. A momentter, however,


    genuine concern supnted her shock. ¡°What about him? Is he okay? Isn¡¯t he in Surstate? Why did


    you go to see him?¡± ¡®There¡¯s nothing to fret.¡± Brendanced his fingers into hers tightly and kissed her


    hair.


    Jealousy was roaring from within, but he had to remain calm to keep on the lie. ¡°He was in Surstate,


    but he left after we returned here. What he didn¡¯t expect was Henry Walker¡¯s revenge.¡±

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    Chapter 806


    Chapter 806 Possessiveness Is His Devil


    ¡°Henry Walker?¡± Deirdre¡¯s face turned ashen. She still remembered how gleeful that man was in his


    audacity. Of course he would begrudge Tobey for beating him up that badly! Just the thought that


    Henry would strike when Tobey was down made Deirdre¡¯s chest hurt.


    ¡°What did he do to him?¡¯


    Brendan saw how pale she had be and realized that the agony on his shoulders could not


    compare to the me burning in his chest at all. ¡°Not much. He abducted Tobey, that¡¯s all.¡±


    ¡°Abducted!?¡± Deirdre¡¯s voice went an octave higher.


    ¡°W-What happened to Tobey after that? Is he okay!?¡±


    Brendan tried his best to shove his displeasure back into his chest.¡± Deirdre, are you worried about


    another man in my presence?¡±


    He tightened his arms around her and nibbled on the tip of her nose. ¡°You¡¯re bearing my child there,


    don¡¯t forget that. Especially when your mind seems to be quite upied with someone else.¡±


    Deirdre stiffened. What was this? Jealousy?


    If he were Kyran, Deirdre would have immediately believed he was being jealous and even found it


    amusing. But this was Brendan Brigthall-the only woman whom he cared for or loved had always been


    Charlene.


    The way she saw it, this was likely just Brendan¡¯s favorite devil acting up again-his good friend,


    ¡°possessiveness.¡± Nevertheless, thest thing she wanted was for an argument to happen.


    ¡°Listen, Brendan. There¡¯s a reason for Tobey and Henry¡¯s bad blood. There was a night when Henry


    snuck into our room while Tobey was drunk and started assaulting me. Tobey was so furious he beat


    Henry up and took pictures of him after the fight,¡± she exined.


    ¡®That means Henry abducted Tobey because of me. I can¡¯t just pretend none of this concerns me!¡±


    ¡°What!?¡± Brendan¡¯s hand tightened around Deirdre¡¯s wrist. He was livid.¡± Henry assaulted you!?¡±


    She thinned her lips. ¡°He didn¡¯t manage to do much, actually. Good thing Tobey woke up just in time.¡±


    Brendan¡¯s rage continued to re. He had been under the impression that Henry was someone too


    cowardly to act on his lust, but the b*stard had actually tried. His expression turned Stormy-Henry


    should be eviscerated for even thinking about touching his lover.


    ¡°Brendan? You haven¡¯t answered the question. How¡¯s Tobey?¡±


    Brendan hugged her. ¡°He¡¯s fine. I came just in time, so nothing happened to him. Not that you can see


    him. I¡¯ve sent him back to Eastgene.¡±


    Deirdre exhaled a sigh of relief. I don¡¯t mind not being able to see him. I just want him safe.¡±


    ¡°I get it.¡± Brendan caressed her hair, his eyes so loving they were borderline pining. ¡°I swear to God,


    Deirdre, if it¡¯s someone you care about, I¡¯ll make sure they are safe.¡±


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    She was stunned. Her eyes quivered. Then, she said, ¡°Thank you.¡±


    The many unforgivable sins Brendan hadmitted aside, she could not ignore the fact that he had


    saved Tobey¡¯s life. For that, she was nothing but grateful.


    Brendan was upset, though. He kissed her on the lips and muttered, ¡°Don¡¯t you dare thank me because


    I saved some guy you care about.¡±


    A thought came into his mind, and his eyes glinted. ¡°But¡­ since I need to rest at home for these past


    few days to recuperate from the injuries on my right shoulder¡­ If you really want to thank me, be my


    nurse.¡±


    Deirdre craned her neck upward and tried to read Brendan¡¯s expression as hard as she could. ¡°Are you


    sure?¡¯ She frowned. ¡°I can¡¯t see.¡±


    A visually-impaired person would only cause more trouble than she was worth, right?


    ¡°I am sure.¡± Warmth crept into Brendan¡¯s eyes as he drank gleefully in the woman¡¯s expression.


    ¡°Besides, it won¡¯t be the first time. You took care of me back when I was hospitalized for a long time,


    didn¡¯t you?¡±

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    Chapter 807


    Chapter 807 Your Cheeks Have Turned Red


    Deirdre thought of Kyran. Those moments used to be so sweet¡­ And now she felt an equal amount of


    dejection. She nodded as she pushed back against the tide of emotions. ¡°If you don¡¯t mind, fine.¡±


    Deirdre fell asleep shortly after that. Imagine her surprise when she found herself still cuddling with


    him-she had used Brendan¡¯s arm as her pillow sincest night, and she had not changed her position


    at all.


    Reeling from her shock, she quickly sat up. Brendan massaged his numbing arm. ¡°Oh, you¡¯re up?¡±


    ¡°Aren¡¯t you supposed to go to work?¡± she bbered.


    Her pregnancy had made her lethargic as ofte. By this point, it was already 8:00 or 9:00 a.m. On the


    other hand, Brendan was an early riser-he would wake up at 6:00 a.m. and go to work at 7:00 a.m.


    sharp. So why was he still here?


    ¡°I¡¯m injured.¡± Brendan¡¯s eyes were transfixed on Deirdre. They would not leave her.


    ¡°As such, I¡¯m staying at home to recuperate. I¡¯ll only go back there once I¡¯m healed up.¡±


    Deirdre thought he made sense, so she nodded groggily and climbed down from the bed. Brendan sat


    up, and then he took an exaggeratedly sharp inhale.


    ¡°What is it?¡±


    He moved his arm. ¡°My injured right arm hurts, while my left arm, after being used by a certain


    someone, has been rendered unavable for the time being. How am I supposed to get dressed?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s cheeks warmed a little. Guessing who that ¡°certain someone¡± was must be the puzzle of the


    century, judging by that tone!


    ¡®Then don¡¯t get dressed at all.¡±


    Brendan raised an eyebrow. ¡°And let Mrs. Engel see me top-naked? Let her admire all the marks


    you¡¯ve left on me?¡±


    Deirdre was flustered. ¡°What marks, Brendan? You tell me right now!¡±


    He said, ¡®There are scratch marks, some saliva stain, and-¡± ¡°Enough!¡± She bit her lips.


    Brendan was making things up just because she could not see! ¡°Ha ha, very funny. I don¡¯t leave marks


    or any kind of a mess when I sleep. You¡¯re pulling my leg!¡±


    Brendan nodded. ¡®Then we shall let Mrs. Engel be the judge.¡± ¡°¡­Come back here.¡±


    Deirdre rummaged through the closet, found one of Brendan¡¯s shirts, and began to help him. It was a


    rather intimate process. She found her handing into contact with his muscr, toned muscles


    several times. She could sense an almost burning heat emanating from it or the force each of his


    muscle cells seemed to be storing reacting against her touch.


    Her thoughts wandered to intimate memories between Kyran and herself.


    Suddenly, she felt very self-conscious. She hung her head low as she buttoned his shirt.


    ¡®Your cheeks are all red.¡±


    Brendan had been staring at her face the whole time. He had been privy to every change to her visage


    as he observed her, and his eyes grew bright with joy. That injury suddenly felt so worthwhile!


    After all, it made Deirdre lose a reason to put him at wide berth. Deirdre looked away and said coldly,


    ¡°You¡¯re seeing things.¡±


    She hurriedly finished with his buttons and strode out of the room as fast as she could. It took the


    nipping air outside to cool her cheeks off. Since she could not see, the man had to get really close to


    her while she helped him dress. The heat he radiated kept making her flustered.


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    Deirdre came downstairs to find no sign of Mrs. Engel. At that point, Brendan appeared behind her and


    exined, ¡°Her son¡¯s bringing his girlfriend home today, so she took a half-day leave and said she¡¯s


    only going to return in the afternoon.¡±


    Deirdre understood what that meant, but no understanding could make her stop feeling so starved. It


    was yet another change her pregnancy had brought her-first, she became too lethargic, and now she


    became too easily hungry. It was impossible for her to wait for brunch in the afternoon.


    She made her way to the kitchen and searched the fridge for quick and easy food. She found one, and


    Brendan snatched it away. ¡®These are unhygienic andcking in nutrition! And you¡¯re okay with feeding


    our child these!?¡±


    Deirdre mounted a protest before she stopped herself and questioned,¡± Isn¡¯t your arm too numb to


    move?¡±


    He coughed. ¡°It was. And then it got better.¡±

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    Chapter 808


    Chapter 808 Miss McKinnon and Mr. Brighthall Must Be Close


    ¡°Liar!¡± snarled Deirdre, scowling. She could not believe herself. Falling for another one of Brendan¡¯s


    lies again!?


    She turned away from him and ignored him.


    Brendan locked his fingers into the spaces between hers and pressed his chest against her back.


    ¡°Don¡¯t be mad.¡± He breathed in her ears, his warm breath ticklish.


    ¡°You¡¯re hungry, aren¡¯t you? I should make you some pasta.¡±


    ¡°You?¡± Deirdre scoffed.


    With injuries like that, he could set the whole kitchen on fire from something as innocuous as making


    pasta. Td rather do it myself. Leave me be.¡±


    Brendan¡¯s eyes trembled. A smile shadowed his lips. ¡°Are you telling me you¡¯re going to make a portion


    for me?¡± ¡°How did you evene to that? I¡¯m making pasta for myself. I ask you to leave because


    you¡¯re getting in my way!¡±


    She shoved him aside and took some leafy vegetables from a clean, clear bag. Deirdre had spent quite


    some time in the kitchen shortly after she was married, so she knew itsyouts and where everything


    was by rote. Her sight had also recovered enough to make out vague shapes of everything, so making


    pasta was hardly difficult.


    She was so hungry she cooked about half a pot. She filled a bowl for herself and left the rest on the


    stove. Seeing that, Brendan felt joy creeping into his chest and asked,


    ¡°Did you make it for the two of US?¡± ¡°No, I made it for one of US, me. I was simply worried that I¡¯d need


    seconds.¡±


    The thought of cooking some for him simply never crossed her mind. Her appetite had grown a lot


    lately. Sometimes, she found herself craving seconds.


    Brendan sat next to her and watched her eat, asionally brushing strands of her hair away from her


    face. There was nothing but intoxicated adoration in his eyes.


    ¡°Wow, our kid sure has an appetite.¡±


    Deirdre ignored him. When she was finally full, there was still some left, which quickly became


    Brendan¡¯s. He managed to finish it all the way to the bottom of the pot, wolfing it down quickly without


    disying his usual grace and patience. One might even wonder if he had been starving for days.


    Only Brendan knew why he acted this way. It had been so long since he tasted Deirdre¡¯s cooking.


    The doctor arrived on time to change his bandages. He was surprised to see Brendan eat without his


    usual elegance, but seeing the pasta upset him more.


    ¡°Didn¡¯t I tell you, Mr. Brighthall? No spices while you¡¯re recovering. That means no garlic, no onions, no


    ginger, and definitely no chilies¡¯¡±


    Deirdre had been craving food with stronger vorstely, so she had added various spices.


    However, Brendan did not mind it at all. He took a bite and muttered, ¡°Just this once.¡±


    ¡°But it will hamper your recovery-¡¯¡¯


    Brendan shot him a look, and the doctor faltered.


    Naturally, Deirdre had heard it all already. It did not ur to her that Brendan was going against a


    physician¡¯s order because she was the one who made it. Instead, she thought he was just too hungry


    to care and so elected to stick to sitting on the couch and doing nothing.


    It was time to redress his wounds. Brendan sat next to her during the process. The stench of his blood


    made Deirdre¡¯s stomach churn. She was about to leave when Brendan locked his fingers with hers


    tightly,


    The doctor noticed that and remarked, ¡°The two of you sure are close.¡±


    Deirdre pretended not to hear him while Brendan shot an appreciative nce at the doctor.


    The process was rather agonizing to him. He began to grab Deirdre¡¯s hand so tightly his palm was


    sweating.


    Brendan rested his head on her shoulder when the doctor left and mumbled, ¡°It hurts a lot, Deirdre.¡±


    She finally had enough. She retracted her hand away and snapped, ¡°Are you done putting on a show?


    Tell the doctor if it hurts¡¯ I can¡¯t help you even if you keepining!¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m not acting¡­ It does¡­ hurt a lot.¡±


    Deirdre froze. His breaths werebored and heavy. The instability in his voice when he spoke implied


    that he was trying to endure great pain.


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    She remembered Tobey¡¯s rescue as the reason he had been attacked and felt a little coerced into


    being a little warmer. Frowning, she said, ¡°It¡¯s the medicine, isn¡¯t it? Why didn¡¯t you say anything when


    the doctor was dressing your wounds? I can¡¯t help you, you know.¡±

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    Chapter 809


    Chapter 809 stay With Me, Keep Me Company


    ¡°You¡¯re wrong. You can help me.¡± Brendan¡¯s lips began to loom close. His face seemed to be zooming


    in on her eyes. She still could not make out much of his features, but she could feel his breath washing


    over her.


    She instinctively froze. ¡°How was I supposed to help?¡±


    ¡°Kiss me to relieve me of my pain.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s expression darkened. ¡®This cr*p again?¡± she snapped and ignored him altogether, rising to


    her feet as though she was going.


    Brendan reached out and caught her in the wrist, and the pain of something being torn open red on


    his arm.


    He took a shaky breath, and his fingers quivered. Still, he refused to let go.


    ¡°Brendan? Are you okay?¡±


    He fixed his eyes on her rmed expression and reacted with a helpless grimace. ¡°I know you hate my


    guts, Deirdre, but my injury came from rescuing your friend. Can¡¯t you at least be a little nicer to me


    while I¡¯m recovering?¡±


    Deirdre found herself having no counterargument. She would freely admit to loathing Brendan with


    every fiber of her body, so much so that staying with him for more than ten minutes could suffocate her.


    At the same time, though, she had to admit that it was Brendan who had saved Tobey.


    She took a deep breath and lowered her eyes to the floor. ¡°What do you want me to do?¡±


    Brendan added a little force in his hand to pull her in. ¡°Sit with me and keep mepany,¡± he said


    sincerely.


    She frowned. ¡°That¡¯s it?¡±


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    He paused and said, ¡°You mean I can ask for more?¡±


    Deirdre almost choked on her own saliva. ¡°No. What I meant was I don¡¯t understand why you insist I sit


    with you! If all you need is apanion, why not just ask Charlene? She¡¯s the woman you love the


    most! Have her keep youpany. You won¡¯t be as bored as being bound to me, at the very least!¡±


    The name instantly summoned a surge of disgust in his eyes. ¡°Who the h*ll told you she¡¯s the woman I


    love the most?¡±


    Deirdreughed self-deprecatingly. ¡°What? You¡¯re going to tell me she¡¯s not now?¡±


    ¡°She¡¯s not.¡±


    The certainty in his denial startled her a little.


    She decided to drop the thread. This was a sore, cheerless topic, especially when they mentioned it.


    Deirdre returned to her spot on the couch and decided to ignore Brendan as much as she could, so she


    turned on the TV. Unfortunately, she could feel the man¡¯s unsteady breath and noticed how irregr its


    rhythms were, as though he was suffering great pain. It was a far cry fromst night. Brendan at least


    managed to feign normalcyst night, no matter how much it hurt him.


    ¡°Did the doctor use the wrong medicine?¡± she asked. She could no longer contain her shock.


    Brendan¡¯s eyes widened in quiet joy. Deirdre showed concern!


    ¡°Maybe the wound was deeper than we thought. Maybe it was infected fromst night.¡±


    Deirdre thought about how the man had raced to their mansion as soon as his operation wasplete


    and noted the conflicted sentiment that had arisen.


    Brendan seized what he believed was an opening. ¡°But I¡¯m sure the pain would subside if you could


    make me a nice, warm chicken soup.¡±


    It was something she used to make for him. Since he used to workte into the night, Deirdre would


    fret about him a lot and would make something warm andfy to perk him up.


    After tasting her pasta, Brendan also began to miss that soup.


    Deirdre¡¯s expression turned cold. ¡°Sorry to disappoint you, but I can¡¯t do that. I¡¯m blind.¡±


    ¡°You can¡¯t, or you won¡¯t?¡±


    ¡°I won¡¯t,¡± she admitted curtly. She did not want a dish representing her guileless, pure love being


    abused by a man who did not love her anymore.


    She used to make that soup because she loved him more than anything else in the world. She loved


    him unconditionally and wanted nothing back for her sacrifice.


    Spending time to make the best chicken soup just seemed right to her back then.


    But things were different now. There was no reason for her to do that. It was meaningless.


    Brendan espied the cold re she wore and felt his heart plummeting.

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    Chapter 810


    Chapter 810 Hemorrhage


    A sharp sting spread out from his heart to the rest of his innards. It hurt so much even his injury on the


    right arm paled inparison.


    ¡°Alright. If you won¡¯t, then I won¡¯t ask for it either.¡±


    He assented instead of demanding his request be met.


    Deirdre¡¯s eyshes trembled. She was surprised to see him showing no anger. She was surprised he


    managed to calm himself and not make it an issue.


    On the top floor of a hotel in Neve, a man knocked on the door of the luxury suite before reporting to a


    man standing in front of the floor-to- ceiling window.


    ¡°Sir? Brendan Brighthall has left the hospital.¡±


    The man yed with the winess between his fingers and watched the light reflecting off its rim. He


    set the ss down.


    ¡°Oh? Did he notice it?¡±


    ¡°No.¡± Disdain animated the underling.


    ¡°We sessfully ambushed him, meaning he was not sharp enough to notice things like that. I doubt


    he knew we bribed the operating doctor into introducing medicines that could make his injuries worse


    after the operation.¡± ¡®Then why did he leave?¡±


    ¡°Deirdre McKinnon. The first thing Brendan did after waking up was to run away to meet her. It seems


    obvious that he treasures her, and so by sheer luck, he avoided our trap.


    ¡°Not all things are lost, though.¡± The underling continued, beaming.


    ¡± Brendan has no idea that Dr. Lang works for US. Our n is already in action, sir. Dr. Lang


    administered the drug to his wounds just today. The dosage may not be much, but it¡¯s only a matter of


    two weeks for his wounds to be infected and deteriorate. His body will be done for.¡±


    ¡°Perfect.¡± The man turned away and watched the unsuspecting crowd going about their days on the


    streets far below his window.


    ¡°Still, the fact that he managed to escape our ambush means Brendan¡¯s not a foe to be trifled with. We


    should ensure he¡¯s too distracted to notice what he did.


    ¡®Throw in another one of our backup ns.¡± ¡®Yes, sir!¡±


    Night fell. Deirdre was drinking Mrs. Engel¡¯s carefully-prepared chicken soup as the older woman


    nced at the stairs. ¡°Mr. Brighthall hasn¡¯t eaten anything since the afternoon, has he? And now, he¡¯s


    all cooped up in his study with Sam. Should we send him some chicken soup too?¡±


    Deirdre munched on a b of chicken. Mrs. Engel was right. Brendan had not eaten much today. He


    had left almost half of his food untouched by the time Mrs. Engel cleaned up the te.


    It was hard to tell if it was because his wound was hurting too much or if he was full from Deirdre¡¯s


    pasta. Either way, he should being downstairs for dinner instead of skipping his meal.


    ¡°Please give him some, Mrs. Engel.¡±


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    ¡°Okay.¡±


    Mrs. Engel did as she was told. Before she could enter the study, though, Sam suddenly mbered out


    of the door with bloodied bandages on his hand, shocking her. She tripped, and the bowl fell onto the


    floor and spilled its content.


    She apologized and started to clean up. Deirdre heard themotion and ascended the stairs, asking,


    ¡°What¡¯s wrong, Mrs. Engel?¡±


    ¡°Nothing at all, Miss McKinnon! I identally knocked the soup over!¡± she cried out as she scanned


    the bandages on Sam¡¯s hand. Worried, she nced into the study and asked quietly, ¡°What¡­ What¡¯s


    going on with that?¡±


    Deirdre smelled the scent of blood in the air, too. ¡°Huh? What¡¯s this?¡±


    Mrs. Engel¡¯s eyes were transfixed on the bandages. ¡°Sam is holding some very bloody bandages. Is¡­


    Is Mr. Brighthall hurt?¡±


    Bloody bandages?


    Deirdre¡¯s heart skipped a beat. She remembered the man¡¯s pain after he redressed his wound. She


    remembered how weak he had sounded when he told her it hurt.


    Had something happened to his injury?


    Sam was about to exin when Brendan suddenly walked out of his study, his bandages changed


    anew. His face was ashen, though-so much so that even the color of his lips was white.


    ¡°It was nothing,¡± he said. ¡°Just a hemorrhage. I had Sam address it for me.¡±


    ¡°Hemorrhage!?¡± Mrs. Engel was rmed. ¡°Weren¡¯t you fine just this afternoon? How did this happen?


    Are your injuries okay at all, sir? Should we get you to the hospital?¡±

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    Chapter 811 Be a Good Girl and Stop Moving


    ¡®That¡¯s not necessary.¡± Brendan took a deep breath and frowned. ¡°It¡¯s too troublesome. Besides, I¡¯ve


    gotten a lot better after changing the bandages. I guess the wound opened when I moved around just


    now.¡± ¡°But-¡± ¡°Don¡¯t worry about me,¡±


    Brendan said firmly, cutting her short. ¡°Mrs. Engel, you¡¯re free to go now.¡±


    Mrs. Engel had no other choice but to go ahead and clean up the mess.


    Deirdre was standing frozen stiff on the spot. She seemed rather lost. Just when she turned around,


    Brendan held her hand.


    ¡®You have anything to ask me?¡± Brendan asked as he watched Deirdre fixedly. He could see that she


    had something to say to him. He brought her closer to him and continued. ¡°If there¡¯s anything you want


    to tell me, just say it out loud. Don¡¯t keep it inside your heart. It¡¯s not good for your health. You can ask


    me whatever you want.¡±


    The man¡¯s fingers were cold, and Deirdre did not know to put her feelings into words now.


    Perhaps she felt sorry for him since he had gotten injured because of Tobey. From the moment she


    heard his wound was bleeding, she was worried about him.


    But he already found Mrs. Engel annoying, so why must she bring trouble to herself?


    ¡°It¡¯s nothing,¡± Deirdre said as she pulled her hand back. ¡°I just have some questions, but they aren¡¯t


    important. I¡¯m going back to rest.¡±


    Brendan massaged the center of his forehead as he felt tired. He propped himself up from the bed and


    followed after her. ¡°Let me walk you to your room.¡±


    ¡®You don¡¯t have to do that,¡± said Deirdre, rejecting him. She fell silent for a moment and added, ¡®You


    should eat chicken soup and return to your bed.¡±


    ¡°Chicken soup?¡± Brendan¡¯s eyes lit up.


    ¡°Did you make it for me?¡±


    ¡°Mrs. Engel made it.¡±


    The light in Brendan¡¯s eyes dimmed.


    ¡°Alright. I¡¯ll take it. You should go back and get some rest early.¡±


    Deirdre nodded and went back into her room. Shey on the bed, and her head was still reying


    Brendan¡¯s words.


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    ¡®Chicken soup? Did you make it for me?


    She could sense the joy in his voice. However, his voice was filled with disappointment when she said


    she had not made the soup.


    ¡®Would he really take the chicken soup if I was the one that made it?¡¯


    With the thought in her head, she slowly closed her eyes. As she was about to slip into sleep, a well-


    toned body pressed against her back, and a pair of arms wrapped around her carefully.


    Brendan¡¯s body scent entered Deirdre¡¯s nostrils, and her eyshes trembled.


    ¡°What are you doing here? Mrs. Engel hasn¡¯t finished cleaning your room?¡± ¡°Not yet.¡±


    The reality was that Mrs. Engel had already finished cleaning his room. It was just that it was rare for


    Deirdre not to give him the cold shoulder because of her guilt.


    Therefore, he did not want to give up such a good opportunity.


    Deirdre frowned. ¡°But I heard this afternoon that Mrs. Engel has dried your bed sheet.¡± ¡°My body is


    weak. I want my bed sheet to get dry for at least two or three days.¡±


    Deirdre was rendered speechless.


    ¡®Then you can take my bed sheet, or I can go to sleep in your room instead.¡±


    She tried to get up after she finished speaking, but Brendan did not give her a chance.


    He felt a fiery pain from his wound after exerting some of his strength. His breathing became flustered


    as he said, ¡°Be a good girl and stop moving. I¡¯m tired.¡±


    Deirdre could sense that he was tired from his voice, so she stopped moving and could not sleep well


    throughout the night.


    Brendan¡¯s wound would hurt from time to time, causing him to yelp in pain when he could not hold the


    pain back.


    After Dr. Lang changed Brendan¡¯s bandages the next day, Deirdre could not help herself and asked Dr.


    Lang about it.


    Dr. Lang pushed his sses to hide the glint in his eyes. ¡°You can rest assured, Miss McKinnon. This is


    something inevitable. After all, Mr. Brighthall rushed back here in his car one hour after his operation.


    His wound opened up again along the way, so it¡¯s going to take some time for the wound to be fully


    healed.¡±

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    Chapter 812 Are You Going to Cook for Him, Ms. Mckinnon?


    ¡®Then why would his wound hurt at night?¡±


    Brendan looked at Deirdre in surprise. He could not hold himself back and held her hand with their


    fingers inteced.


    Dr. Lang sighed. ¡®This is normal when inmmation happens. But as long as Mr. Brighthall takes


    medicine ordingly and avoids some food, his wound will heal eventually.¡± ¡°Alright, then,¡± said


    Deirdre.


    After Dr. Lang left, Brendan grabbed Deirdre carefully in his arms. There was a hint of joy in his pair of


    eyes as he said, ¡°Are you worried about me, Deirdre?¡±


    Before waiting for Deirdre to say anything, he continued. ¡°I¡¯m really happy about it.¡± She was worried


    about his wound. This was something he did not dare to imagine before today.


    Deirdre gave him the cold shoulder and pushed his arm again.


    ¡°Please, don¡¯t get it wrong. You made too much noisest night. I don¡¯t want to get disturbed by you


    anymore.¡±


    After that, she turned around and went into the kitchen.


    Mrs. Engel was doing her chores inside the kitchen when Deirdre came in sipping on a ss of milk.


    When Mrs. Engel saw Deirdre, she sighed. ¡°Mr. Brighthall didn¡¯t eat anything today and yesterday.¡±


    ¡°He didn¡¯t eat the chicken soup yesterday?¡±


    ¡°He did¡­ But he put it down and stared at it after taking a few sips. I wonder if it¡¯s because he doesn¡¯t


    like it,¡± Mrs. Engel said worriedly.


    Deirdre fell silent for a moment. When she came to her senses, she said,¡± Don¡¯t worry about that, Mrs.


    Engel. Your soup tastes good. I think he¡¯s not in the mood for anything because his wound hurts too


    much.¡±


    ¡°Well, I hope so. But if Mr. Brighthall refuses to eat or drink anything, his wound might not heal.¡±


    Deirdre fell silent again after what Mrs. Engel said. After she finished her milk, she asked her when she


    was going to the grocery store.


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    ¡°Around 10:00 a.m. What¡¯s the matter?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯ll go with you. I want to cook something today. It¡¯s just that I wonder if I can find the ingredients I want


    at this hour.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m sure you can find them,¡± said Mrs. Engel. She had a lot of faith in Deirdre¡¯s cooking skills and was


    grinning from ear to ear, ¡°Mrs. Brighthall, I hope you don¡¯t mind me asking, but are you going to cook


    for Mr. Brighthall so that his wound will heal faster? That¡¯s great! Don¡¯t worry. I¡¯ll make sure you can


    find all the ingredients you need! Mr. Brighthall will be very happy when he finds you¡¯re going to cook


    for him.¡±


    ¡°Mrs. Engel, please calm down,¡± Deirdre said helplessly. ¡°I¡¯m not cooking for him because I¡¯m worried


    about him. It¡¯s just¡­ Anyway, forget about it.¡±


    She felt there was no need for her to exin anything. She just did not want Tobey to owe Brendan


    anything.


    She would not care about it if Brendan had just helped her alone. After all, Brendan had hurt her a lot,


    but since he had saved Tobey, she figured she should help Tobey to pay Brendan back.


    ¡°I know, I know,¡± Mrs. Engel said happily.


    Deirdre had never shown any intention of cooking for Brendan before, and this was the first time. Mrs.


    Engel dried her hand on her apron and asked,¡± Should we go earlier?¡±


    ¡°Sure. Oh yeah, don¡¯t tell Brendan that I¡¯m going to cook for him. Just tell him that I¡¯m just bored.¡±


    If not, Brendan might misunderstand something.


    ¡°Sure! Sure!¡±


    Mrs. Engel cleaned up the kitchen and brought Deirdre a jacket.


    Brendan was having a meeting on hisptop. When he saw Deirdre was wearing a jacket, he closed


    hisptop and asked, ¡°Where are you going?¡±


    ¡®What¡¯s the matter? Are you going to restrict my freedom now? Can¡¯t I even go out?¡± Deirdre replied


    without turning her head.


    ¡°No¡­¡± Brendan was stumped. ¡®That¡¯s not what I mean¡­¡± ¡°Mr. Brighthall, Mrs.


    Brighthall just feels bored, so she wants to go to the grocery store with me to get something as well as


    to get some fresh air.¡±

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    Chapter 813 The Bullet Didn¡¯t Hit You


    ¡°Really?¡±


    Brendan¡¯s eyes lit up.


    Deirdre had never once smiled ever since she stepped foot into this mansion, and this was the first


    time she said she wanted to go out to get some fresh air.


    ¡°I¡¯lle with you,¡± he said, his voice thick with exhration.


    Deirdre frowned. ¡°Why do you want toe with us?¡± ¡°I can help you to carry stuff. I can be the driver


    too.¡±


    Even Mrs. Engel could sense the submissiveness in Brendan¡¯s voice. He used to be a very powerful


    person in Neve. There was no way he would willingly be other people¡¯s driver.


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    Deirdre turned her head sideways and said, ¡®That¡¯s not necessary. Look at the wound on your shoulder.


    I doubt you¡¯ll be able to hold anything right now, let alone carry some heavy stuff. We can walk there


    ourselves. We don¡¯t need you to drive us there.¡± Brendan¡¯s face sank. ¡°I just don¡¯t want you to leave my


    side, Deirdre.¡±


    Deirdre remained silent. She opened the door and bumped into Sam. Sam greeted her, and when he


    saw Brendan, he said, ¡°Sir, you can¡¯t go out with your injury.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯ll be back very soon.¡±


    Sam frowned. He knew he could not stop Brendan, so he turned his head around to


    Deirdre and said, ¡°Miss McKinnon, please help me. Mr. Brighthall can¡¯t go out today.¡±


    Deirdre was stunned. She turned to Brendan andmanded inly, ¡®You stay at home.¡±


    Seeing how firm she was, Brendan did not follow after her in the end. He just looked at her and said in


    a raspy voice, ¡°I¡¯ll wait for you then.¡±


    After leaving the mansion, Mrs. Engel said with a smile, ¡°Mr. Brighthall loves you very much, Mrs.


    Brighthall. He doesn¡¯t seem like someone who¡¯ll give up so easily. I thought he was going toe with


    us to the grocery store today, but you managed to talk him out of it.¡±


    Deirdre did not know what to say. She ced her hand on the stomach and said,


    ¡°Maybe he doesn¡¯t want me to get angry as it¡¯s bad for the baby in my womb.¡±


    In the mansion¡­


    Brendan¡¯s face sank instantly after Deirdre disappeared from his vision. He turned his head around and


    red daggers at Sam, causing thetter to feel like he was the bad person who broke up the


    affectionate couple.


    He looked at Brendan back and said, ¡°Sir, it¡¯s not that I don¡¯t allow you to go out with Miss McKinnon,


    but you¡¯re in no shape to go out right now. Besides, it¡¯s time for you to change your bandages. Your


    wound might get infected if you don¡¯t change your bandages on time. At that time, you might even


    copse before you can step out of the door, let alone go out with Miss McKinnon.¡±


    It was only then Brendan calmed down. He lowered his head and tore off the bandage that Dr. Lang


    had put on him, revealing the dark bullet hole and the swollen, inmed wound.


    Sam¡¯s face was livid with rage when he saw the wound. ¡®That son of a b* tch¡­¡±


    He hurriedly took out a box and washed the wound with disinfectant. The entire process was so painful


    that the veins on Brendan¡¯s forehead bulged, and cold beads of sweat were breaking out, but he didn¡¯t


    utter a single sound.


    After Sam finished reapplying the bandage, he said, ¡°Sir, the bullet didn¡¯t clearly miss you at that time. I


    don¡¯t understand why you had to shoot yourself in your shoulder. Don¡¯t you know how painful it is? You


    should have shot me instead¡­¡±


    Brendan¡¯s face was pale, but his gaze was filled with emotions.


    ¡°I¡¯m their target, not you. It¡¯ll be pointless for you to get hurt.¡± ¡°But-¡± ¡°Alright, let¡¯s not talk about it. Just


    do as I told you.¡±


    Sam nodded. Brendan put his clothes back on. The pain was unbearable after the wound was flushed


    several times. He took a painkiller and went out.


    Meanwhile, Sam received a text message and rushed out of the door.


    Meanwhile, Deirdre and Mrs. Engel arrived at the grocery store. She bought chicken and some


    ingredients for the soup. Suddenly, she heard the conversations of the passersby beside her.


    ¡°Hey, have you seen the news on the Inte?¡±

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    Chapter 814 Exposed Photo


    ¡®You¡¯re talking about the Brighthall Group?¡±


    ¡°Yeah, when I first saw him, I thought he was a good man since he is so good-looking and has a


    sessful career. I didn¡¯t expect him to do something like that. Just like people always say, you can¡¯t


    judge a book by its cover.¡±


    ¡®Yeah, but I don¡¯t think this is something strange at all. After all, he¡¯s so powerful that he can do


    whatever he wants, and that¡¯s not something wemon people can do anything about. I just feel a


    little bit disgusted. He can make thew bend to his will just because he has some power.¡±


    ¡®That¡¯s right. Now that everyone in the city knows about it, he can¡¯t run away anymore. Well, he


    deserves it. If it weren¡¯t for the whistleblower, all of us would still be in the dark¡­¡±


    Deirdre stopped in her tracks.


    Mrs. Engel also heard their conversation, and she asked, ¡°Mrs. Brighthall, are they talking about Mr.


    Brighthall?¡± ¡°I have no idea either¡­¡± Deirdre¡¯s head was a muddled mess.


    Those people¡¯s words were filled with disgust and stung her ears. By right, Brendan had a rather good


    reputation, so she did not know what had happened and had a bad feeling about it.


    ¡®Did something happen? What is the news that they¡¯re talking about?¡± ¡°Mrs. Engel, do you have any


    apps on your phone that can read the news?¡¯ ¡°Does a browser count?¡±


    ¡®Yeah, can you try to search for Brendan¡¯s name?¡±


    Mrs. Engel lowered her head and fumbled through her phone. After she typed Brendan¡¯s name into the


    search bar, her face turned pale. ¡°What the h *ll is this!?¡¯


    Deirdre¡¯s face sank. ¡°What happened?¡± ¡°Mrs. Brighthall, your photo¡­ It¡¯s on the Inte!¡± said Mrs.


    Engel, her voice filled with disbelief.


    Deirdre¡¯s head buzzed. She felt as if something had exploded in her head, but she soon calmed herself


    down.


    ¡°What does the news say?¡±


    Mrs. Engel was bing angrier and angrier as she read the news.


    However, fear soon reced her anger as she said, ¡°How¡­ How can this be happening?¡±


    Deirdre grabbed Mrs. Engel¡¯s hand and realized that she was shaking. Her heart sank, and she asked,


    ¡°Tell me what happened, Mrs. Engel.¡± ¡°Mrs. Bright hall¡­ It¡¯s about your release from prison!¡± Mrs.


    Engel said anxiously, ¡°These people say that


    Mr. Brighthall abused his power by bribing the police department to get you out of prison. They even


    spread your photo all over the Inte! These people¡­ How could they say something like that? They


    know nothing at all. Some of them even formed a protest group and want to send you back to prison¡­¡±


    Mrs. Engel continued to say something, but Deirdre could not hear anything anymore.


    ¡®My photos are all over the Inte? Everyone is protesting and wanting to send me back to prison?¡±


    Deirdre took a deep breath. She had been worried about something like this in the past, but she did not


    expect it toe so soon and suddenly.


    Before she could figure out who had the guts to go against Brendan and spread the thing out, she


    lowered her head and grabbed Mrs. Engel.


    ¡°Quickly, bring me back.¡±


    Mrs. Engel knew that something big was about to happen. She grabbed Deirdre¡¯s hands, and they


    hurriedly walked toward the grocery store¡¯s entrance. However, someone with a sharp eye stopped


    them before they could make it out of the grocery store.


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    ¡°Hold on for a moment. You look familiar. Aren¡¯t you Mr. Brighthall¡¯s ex- wife?¡± Everyone in the grocery


    store turned their heads around and looked at them. They all stopped Deirdre and Mrs. Engel from


    leaving and beganparing her look with a photo.


    ¡°It¡¯s really her! She ran someone over with her car and could still be released from prison? What the


    h*ll are those people in the police department doing?¡± ¡°She ran over someone¡¯s daughter and can still


    come out to shop!? Shameless!¡±

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    Chapter 815 Mauled by the Angry Crowd


    ¡°Shameless! Get back to prison! No, you should be executed! You need to pay with your life!¡± ¡°Get


    back to prison! Get back to prison!¡±


    Everyone shouted in chorus and started throwing stuff at Deirdre to vent their anger in the victim¡¯s


    ce.


    Mrs. Engel hastily protected Deirdre under her arms and shouted, ¡°Stop!


    Stop it! She¡¯s pregnant!¡± ¡°Pregnant? A killer like her shouldn¡¯t even be allowed to have a baby!¡±


    ¡°An apple won¡¯t fall far from its tree! An evil criminal like her will only give birth to another murderer!


    She should get an abortion!¡±


    The passersby were indignant, throwing eggs and vegetables at her relentlessly. Some of them even


    grabbed her hair and started beating her.


    This was the scene that Brendan saw when he arrived at the grocery store. His eyes became


    bloodshot as he charged into the grocery store.


    ¡°Get off her!¡±


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    Brendan pushed away those people who were beating Deirdre and protected her under his body. He


    ignored the pain on his shoulder and looked at Deirdre. After ascertaining that she was not injured, he


    let out a sigh of relief.


    However, his expression was still dark. He med himself for not protecting Deirdre properly. If he


    hadn¡¯te sooner, these people would have beaten Deirdre, and it might have even hurt their baby.


    ¡°Let¡¯s get out of here!¡± Brendan shielded Deirdre under his body as he moved forward.


    However, there was a group of people surrounding them, and someone eximed,


    ¡°He¡¯s Brendan Brighthall!¡± ¡°It¡¯s real! This woman is really a murderer! What a pair ofwless b*stards!¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t let them get out of here! We need an exnation from Brighthall! We need to know why he is


    protecting a murderer!¡±


    Everyone gathered around them and started to push Brendan.


    Brendan bit his lips tightly, and his face was pale. When Mrs. Engel saw the blood on his shoulder, she


    shouted, ¡°Mr. Brighthall!¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s finger trembled. When the smell of blood entered her nose, she knew that Brendan¡¯s wound


    had opened up again.


    At that moment, Sam arrived with the security guards and controlled those people.


    Seizing his chance, Brendan and Deirdre entered the car with the people scolding them.


    Brendan¡¯s face was livid as he ced his hand on his shoulder wound.


    Blood was trickling down his arm to his fingertips. The first thing he did was not to get someone to


    reapply the bandage. Instead, he turned around and asked Deirdre, ¡°Are you alright?¡±


    Even though they were in the car right now, Deirdre could still hear people calling her murderer from


    outside. She sat nkly, and it took her a while toe around to her senses. She turned her head


    and asked, ¡°Do you think I¡¯m alright?¡±


    She did not really care about those people scolding and beating her. The thing that made her feel sad


    and powerless the most was the trumped-up charges they had pinned on her.


    What¡¯s more, the one who had caused all of this was asking her if she was alright? She had never felt


    so ridiculous in her life before.


    ¡°I¡¯m sorry¡­¡± Brendan said with remorse. He forced down the unbearable stabbing pain that was


    skewering him and said, ¡°Sam, let¡¯s go to the hospital.¡±


    None of them spoke throughout the entire journey. When they arrived at the hospital, the doctor


    brought Deirdre for a check-up. While Brendan was reapplying his bandage, he asked, ¡°What


    happened?¡±


    Sam¡¯s face sank. ¡°I was about to tell you about the things on the Inte, but you took the shortcut. I


    couldn¡¯t drive through and didn¡¯t make it.


    ¡°Anyway, someone exposed that Miss McKinnon has been in prison. They uploaded her photo on


    Facebook, hoping more people could know about it. They also told the world that Miss McKinnon was


    released from prison after running over someone.¡±


    Brendan frowned. ¡°Who did it?¡± ¡®We¡¯re still investigating it, but I have a feeling that they¡¯re noting


    after Miss McKinnon.¡±

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    Chapter 816 Can You Let Me Go?


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    The fact that Brendan had been ambushed and Deirdre¡¯s past had been exposed on the Inte meant


    she was not their primary target.


    Brendan knew it very well. It was just that he felt sorry for bringing Deirdre into this.


    The derision in the woman¡¯s eyes was still vividly clear in his mind. Deirdre would not have suffered


    such humiliation if it were not for him.


    ¡°I want the photo off the Inte. Don¡¯t forget to delete all the posts and news about her as well.¡± ¡®Then


    what about the person who uploaded the photo?¡±


    Deirdre narrowed his eyes dangerously and said, ¡®Tm sure they are with the group of people who


    ambushed me. Just speed up your action.¡± i ¡®Yes, sir.¡±


    After Sam left, Brendan stitched his wound and reapplied the bandage. He went to Deirdre¡¯s ward, and


    Mrs. Engel was waiting outside.


    ¡°How is she?¡± asked Brendan.


    ¡®There are scratches here and there on Mrs. Brighthall¡¯s body, but they aren¡¯t serious,¡± Mrs. said Engel,


    her eyes red around the rims. ¡°However, she seems under the weather and doesn¡¯t allow me to go in.


    Mr. Brighthall, will she be alright?¡±


    Brendan did not know how to answer Mrs. Engel¡¯s question either. He wanted to tell her that Deirdre


    would be alright, but he suddenly found he was in no position to say that.


    He lowered his head. The chicken and the vegetables in the basket caught his attention. ¡°What are


    these?¡± ¡°Mrs. Brighthall bought these. Haven¡¯t you had little appetite for the past two days? She wanted


    to cook some chicken soup for you. That¡¯s why she followed me to the grocery store today. It¡¯s just that


    none of us expected we would run into something like that¡­¡±


    Mrs. Engel¡¯s voice was getting smaller and smaller toward the end of her sentence.


    Brendan suddenly had difficulty breathing, as if a heavy stone was on his chest. Even though Deirdre


    imed she did not care about him, she still went to the grocery store to get some ingredients to make


    chicken soup for him. But what about him?


    Not only had he destroyed her life, but he was also going to take away her right to walk under the sun.


    Brendan felt that the stabbing pain in his shoulder was nothingpared to the pain in his heart.


    He clenched his fists and willed himself to calm down.


    ¡°Mrs. Engel, you should go to a doctor and get your wound tended. Thank you for protecting Deirdre


    today. I¡¯ll try to talk to herter.¡±


    Mrs. Engel nodded, her eyes red.


    Brendan took a deep breath and entered the ward.


    To his surprise, Deirdre did not chase him out of the ward. She just stood nkly next to the window.


    The wind tousled her hair and petted her cheek. When the sun¡¯s rays rained down in sparkling


    cascades of light, they created shadows underneath her eyshes. Everything seemed so peaceful.


    Brendan tightened his grip. He did not dare to take a step forward as he was worried the harmonious


    scene before his eyes would disappear.


    Deirdre was not deaf. She opened her eyes as wide as possible and looked skyward, but everything


    seemed blurry in her vision.


    ¡®You know what, Brendan? I hate this face of mine more than ever now,¡± said Deirdre.


    ¡°It¡¯s because of my face that I married you and became your wife. It¡¯s because of this face that I was


    subjected to two years of emotional abuse. It¡¯s because of it that I became someone else¡¯s scapegoat


    and got sent to prison. And now, it¡¯s because of my face that I¡¯ve be a criminal that everyone


    hates.¡±


    Deirdre turned her head around, and there was a mocking smile ying on her lips.


    At that moment, Brendan felt as if someone was stabbing his heart with a knife. He gave in to his


    desire and went forward to hug the woman tightly in his arms.


    ¡°I¡¯m sorry¡­¡± He had never felt so regretful in his life before. He regretted his stupidity and his own


    actions.


    ¡°Deirdre¡­ I¡¯m sorry¡­¡±


    Deirdreughed. ¡°Brendan, if I say sorry to you, will you let me go?¡±


    Suddenly, Brendan¡¯s face turned pale. That morning, Deirdre had been worried about his injuries and


    wanted to make soup for him, but everything was gone right now. There was nothing but coldness on


    her face.

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    Chapter 817


    Chapter 817 Will You Let Charlene Confess to the Crime?


    Brendan¡¯s heart was torn apart as he buried his head in the woman¡¯s shoulder. He already had the


    answer in his heart. He could not do it. He could not afford to lose Deirdre again, even if it was only for


    a day. Only when


    Deirdre was around him did he feel he was alive as a living person, not as a walking corpse.


    ¡°I¡¯m sorry¡­¡± ¡°Stop saying sorry to me. I¡¯ve heard enough of it.¡±


    Deirdre pushed him away as she felt disgusted.


    Brendan grabbed her fingers. His eyes were red and filled with determination. ¡°Don¡¯t worry. I¡¯ll bring an


    end to all of this. I promise you that what happened today won¡¯t happen again.¡±


    ¡°Bring an end to all of this?¡± Deirdre looked at him.


    ¡°How are you going to end it? Are you going to tell everyone in Neve that Charlene was the one who


    ran that person over? Will you tell everyone that she¡¯s the murderer and bring her to justice?¡±


    Brendan was stumped, and a mocking smile hopped onto the corner of Deirdre¡¯s lips. She had


    expected his reaction.


    Brendan took a deep breath and replied, ¡°It isn¡¯t the right time yet, but I promise you that after I get


    everything I want, I¡¯ll clean your name for you. HIpensate you for the pain you once suffered, little


    by little.¡±


    Deirdre was stunned at the seriousness of his voice. However, she soonughed at herself since she


    nearly fell into Brendan¡¯s trap again.


    Did he not want to spend the rest of his life with Charlene? If that were the case, then how would he


    compensate her? She was confident it was nothing but another one of his empty promises.


    ¡°I¡¯m tired.¡± Deirdre pulled her hand back and lowered her head.


    Brendan suppressed the urge to hold the woman in front of him in his arms and said gently, ¡°Okay.


    Let¡¯s go home then.¡±


    After the doctor tended to Mrs. Engel¡¯s wound, Sam brought them home.


    However, Brendan did not go inside. He just watched Deirdre affectionately until she was gone from his


    vision. Then, he withdrew his gaze and said, ¡°I¡¯m not going in yet. I¡¯ll be backter.¡±


    ¡®Where are you going, Mr. Brighthall?¡± Mrs. Engel asked nervously,


    ¡°You¡¯re also affected by this incident. Besides, you¡¯re injured, so you shouldn¡¯t stay outside so often.


    You might-¡± ¡°Don¡¯t worry. Since such a big thing happens, as the


    CEO of mypany, I need to step forward and say something. I¡¯ll be back soon.¡±


    ¡°But¡­¡± Mrs. Engel had a feeling that things were not as easy as Brendan said it was.


    ¡°I¡¯ll leave Deirdre in your care.¡±


    Brendan rolled the window up after he finished speaking. Sam started the car and slowly drove the car


    out of the neighborhood.


    Mrs. Engel sighed. She held Deirdre¡¯s arm and said, ¡°Mrs. Brighthall, let me bring you inside.¡±


    Deirdre nodded. Mrs. Engel brought Deirdre to the couch. Her eyes went red around the rims when she


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    ¡®Those people are the worst! How could they simply beat somebody up for something that they don¡¯t


    know? Can¡¯t they see that you¡¯re pregnant? What if something happened to you?¡±


    Deirdre chuckled. ¡°Well, I can understand them. After all, for them, I¡¯m an evil murderer.¡± ¡®You¡¯re such a


    good person. There¡¯s no way you can be a murderer.¡±


    Deirdre continued to smile, but the light in her eyes was gone. It was exactly because she was a good


    person and her stupidity and naivety that she would be other people¡¯s scapegoat.


    Mrs. Engel could see that Deirdre was not in the mood right now, so she changed the topic. ¡®You didn¡¯t


    eat anything this afternoon, right? Let me go into the kitchen and whip up something real quick for you.¡±


    When she was going through the stuff they bought, she took the chicken out and asked, ¡°Mrs.


    Brighthall, this chicken¡­¡± ¡°Just throw it away,¡± Deirdre said without batting an eye. ¡°It doesn¡¯t have any


    use anymore.¡±


    Mrs. Engel hesitated for a moment, but she still threw the chicken into the trash in the end and sighed


    inwardly. ¡®Their rtionship improved slightly after Mr. Brighthall got injured, but everything went back


    to where it started because of this incident¡­ Destiny really likes to make a fool of people¡­¡¯

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    Chapter 818


    Chapter 818 Press Conference


    Mrs. Engel was busy in the kitchen while Deirdre sat on the couch alone. After a while, she worried that


    Deirdre might get bored, so she dried her hand and switched on the TV.


    ¡°Mrs. Brighthall, would you like some movie?¡± ¡°Sure.¡±


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    Deirdre felt her surroundings were too quiet as well. When it became too quiet, people would start to


    imagine things. In her case, when everything became quiet, she would hear the things those people


    said about her, and it stung her ears.


    Mrs. Engel was fumbling through the remote control. She identally switched to the news channel,


    and just when she was about to change to another channel, she was stunned as she looked at the TV.


    ¡°Mr. Brighthall? Isn¡¯t that Mr. Brighthall? What is he doing there?¡± Deirdre raised her head and listened


    to the news.


    ¡°Brendan Brighthall from the Brighthall Group convened a press conference to respond to the news


    that has been spreading on the Inte. Whether the truth is as rumored, that Brendan paid for his ex-


    wife to be released on parole for her crime, or if it¡¯s just a misunderstanding, let¡¯s listen to Brighthall¡¯s


    exnation.¡±


    As soon as the voice died away, Brendan appeared in front of the camera. He was wearing a ck suit


    that greatly entuated his tall stature. His kingly and noble presence made him look different from the


    rest just by standing there. His facial features were so wless that he still looked handsome despite


    his dark, frigid expression. It made him look even more mysterious as well.


    It was an open press conference, so the crowd¡¯s voices could also be heard.


    ¡°Is Mr. Brighthall this handsome? I thought someone like him, who single handedly turned the Brighthall


    Group into a business empire in Neve, would at least be 40 or 50 years old. I didn¡¯t expect him to be so


    young and handsome.¡±


    ¡°Hey! Wake up! He¡¯s a demon who condones his ex-wife¡¯s murder and has no regard for thew! He


    might have a good look, but you might die before you know anything if you identally offend


    someone powerful like him who has no regard for thew.¡±


    ¡®That¡¯s right. Beauty is only skin deep. What matters the most is his character. He¡¯s someone who¡¯s


    willing to go against thew and get his wife out of prison despite her crime. From that alone, I can see


    that the Brighthall Group isn¡¯t a goodpany either. He should step down from his position!¡±


    ¡°Yeah! That¡¯s right!¡±


    Anger began to spread among the crowd. Some of them even rushed up to Brendan and sshed him


    with a basket of dirty water. The situation started to get out of hand as the crowd rushed towards


    Brendan.


    Mrs. Engel¡¯s face was pale. ¡®They¡¯re mad!¡±


    Listening to themotion, Deirdre could more or less guess what was going on in the press


    conference right now. She froze for a moment, but she soon lowered her head.


    People always said that one should reap what they sowed, so Brendan could not me other people


    for what was happening.


    It was just that there was one thing she did not understand. Brendan did not have to show himself in


    front of the public at all. After all, there was a group of people in hispany who would deal with this


    kind of situation, so why must he step forward? Did he not know that he would incite outrage from the


    crowd?


    As his men shielded him from the enraged crowd, Brendan suddenly grabbed his left shoulder, and his


    face became bloodless.


    ¡°Mr. Brighthall must have hurt his wound again,¡± said Mrs. Engel.


    On the other side, Brendan started to calm down. The bodyguards on the scene soon brought


    everything under control. They separated the crowd and the reporters from each other using some iron


    railings.


    Brendan took a while to regain hisposure and walked to the center to take his seat. He brought the


    microphone closer to himself and said, ¡°I believe all of you are here because of the news on the


    Inte. That¡¯s exactly the main objective of this press conference. I¡¯ll exin everything, so all of you


    should calm down first.¡±


    ¡°Exin everything? We don¡¯t need your exnation! We want you to send that murderer back to


    prison!¡± someone from the crowd shouted indignantly.


    Brendan¡¯s gaze turned cold. ¡°This incident is nothing but pure nder, so why can¡¯t I exin it? Are


    you all going to pin the me on me based on just a few words and a photo? Or do you think I should


    keep quiet, cancel this press conference, and allow the incident to continue brewing?¡±

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    Chapter 819


    Chapter 819 Questioning the Police


    Everyone fell silent as Brendan scanned around the crowd with an oppressive gaze. The man who


    shouted just now did not make any noise anymore. Brendan nced at Sam, and thetter nodded


    before leaving the crowd.


    Seizing the chance, a reporter asked, ¡°Mr. Brighthall, you said the whole incident is pure nder, but


    why did we all see you leaving the grocery store with Charlene this morning? Could it be fake? There is


    no way that someone would fake a picture like that, right?¡±


    ¡°If it isn¡¯t real, then who has the guts to defame the CEO of the Brighthall Group? Are they not worried


    about being sent to prison?¡±


    ¡°Charlene had hit and killed someone. She should be serving her sentence in prison, but now she has


    appeared in front of everyone as if nothing has happened. All of us saw it with our own eyes. Do you


    think it¡¯s still fake?¡±


    ¡°Mr. Brighthall, is it because the Brighthall Group is so powerful in Neven that you think you can


    disregard thew or abuse thew to get your ex- wife out of prison? Have you ever thought about the


    feelings of the victim¡¯s family? If your ex-wife does the same thing and continues to hurt other people,


    will she be exempted from her crime as well without having to pay any price?¡±


    ¡°Never twice without three times. The fact that your ex-wife can injure a pedestrian today means that


    she may injure one of us here in the future when she goes crazy again. When that happens, are we


    supposed to watch our loved ones die and not be able to do anything about it, or even punish the


    person who started it all like the family of that victim?¡±


    Thest reporter was clearly inciting rage among the crowd. Soon, the crowd was agitated again as


    they all shouted, demanding Charlene toe forward and exin everything.


    The scene began to get out of hand again. Brendan looked at them calmly as if he was watching a


    farce. After that, he nced at the smug reporter and asked, ¡°If you say I disregard or abuse thew,


    does it not mean that you¡¯re questioning the police as well?¡± ¡®That¡¯s not¡­¡±


    The reporter was stunned. He did not expect a retaliation like this from Brendan, and his face turned


    pale. ¡®That¡¯s not what I meant. I was just saying that you might have taken advantage of some


    loopholes in thew and-¡± ¡°Okay, I get it now. So, you¡¯re questioning the capability of the police in


    Neve. You think that they didn¡¯t do a good job protecting Neve and released a murderer back to the


    public, right?¡±


    The reporter was stumped.


    Brendan let out a cold smirk, adjusted the microphone, and looked straight toward the camera. ¡°About


    whether I colluded with the police to release a criminal back to the public, I can tell you that I didn¡¯t do


    it. The woman in the photo photographed this morning is actually my ex-wife¡¯s cousin, and her name is


    Deirdre McKinnon. They look alike, but they¡¯re different people. You all can look at the information on


    the screen.¡±


    Brendan turned his face sideways, and Deirdre¡¯s information appeared on the big screen behind him.


    This proved that she and Charlene were two different people.


    ¡®This is something the police have verified. As for whether I havepensated the victim¡¯s parents, I


    think it¡¯s better for them to say it themselves.¡±


    Soon, a middle-aged couple appeared on the stage, took over the microphone nervously, and said,


    ¡°We didn¡¯t want to talk about my daughter¡¯s passing, but we felt that we shoulde forward and help


    Mr. Brighthall clear the misunderstanding.


    ¡°Over the years, Mr. Brighthall has taken great care of us both in our careers and in our daily lives, and


    he has helped us in any way he could whenever we asked. Not only that, but he¡¯ll pay us a visit during


    the festive seasons. He haspensated us a lot. We didn¡¯t expect him to care so much about us, but


    he did. He¡¯s a good man, and Miss McKinnon isn¡¯t the one who killed my daughter. I hope all of you


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    Chapter 820


    Chapter 820 He Can¡¯t Wait Any Longer


    Everyone was stunned.


    ¡°What? That woman isn¡¯t Charlene but her cousin? He isn¡¯t kidding, right?¡± ¡°I doubt so. Look at the


    screen. Miss McKinnon¡¯s information is on the screen. Even if he wants to forge a fake identity, it can¡¯t


    be this detailed. Besides, the victim¡¯s family has alreadye forward and exined everything


    personally, so I don¡¯t think it¡¯s fake.


    That woman isn¡¯t Charlene.¡± ¡°Oh my gosh¡­ Does this not mean that we¡¯ve misunderstood Mr.


    Brighthall? I threw stuff at him just now¡­¡± ¡°Me too! I pushed him!¡±


    Mr. Brighthall is such a good man. He didn¡¯t get angry at us when we scolded him. If he really is that


    kind of person who bends thew for personal gain, he would have sent the bodyguard to seize or


    warn me!¡±


    ¡®That¡¯s right. It¡¯s Charlene who made a mistake, but he¡¯s the onepensating the victim¡¯s family. Not


    only that, but the victim¡¯s parents also talk well about him, and this means that he¡¯s a good person.¡±


    ¡°I need to delete myments on the Inte. Argh, this is so embarrassing!¡±


    Everyone began to change sides, and the reporter who had questioned Brendan earlier was sweating


    profusely.


    He turned his head around, trying to look for hisrades, but to his surprise, they were already gone.


    Brendan looked at him coldly, his gaze filled with oppression as he said, ¡°I don¡¯t know why all of you


    would believe a rumor, but I think you¡¯re all victims. You just got used by someone and became their


    tool.


    ¡®The stock of the Brighthall Group has been affected by this incident, but I¡¯m not going to hold anyone


    to ount. This is because I want to give Miss McKinnon, who¡¯s watching this press conference on the


    TV, a peaceful life.


    ¡°I hope all of you will forget about this and let her go back to her normal life. I hope she won¡¯t get


    beaten up again when she goes to the grocery store like a normal person. Thank you.¡±


    His voice entered Deirdre¡¯s ears through the speaker.


    Mrs. Engel closed her mouth with her hand, and her eyes were filled with tears. ¡°Mrs. Brighthall, Mr.


    Brighthall held this press conference for you. I¡¯ve been wondering why he wanted to go out despite his


    wound. He went to exin everything and clear your name in public.¡±


    Deirdre was stunned. When she came to her senses, she clenched her fists. She did not know what to


    do now.


    Given Brendan¡¯s identity, he did not have to show himself in front of the public as a group of people in


    hispany would handle a situation like this. However, the fact that he willingly showed himself in a


    press conference meant that he could not wait any longer. He just wanted to end all of this as soon as


    possible.


    He had told her that he would put an end to all of this, and he did it.


    Deirdre remembered Brendan¡¯s silence when she asked if he would bring Charlene to justice.


    In the end, he was just protecting Charlene, not her. i ¡°Switch off the TV.¡± ¡°Mrs. Brighthall¡­¡± Mrs. Engel


    was anxious. She thought Deirdre would change her view on Brendan after what he did, but apparently,


    Deirdre remained impassive.


    After Deirdre finished speaking, she went upstairs and locked herself up in her room.


    Meanwhile, the press conference came to an end.


    As everyone watched on, Brendan went into his car, and Cormac said happily, ¡°Mr. Brighthall, the press


    conference is a sess. Everyone is praising you right now, and the crisis is also lifted.¡±Property of N?)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

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    Chapter 821


    Chapter 821 He Owed It to Her


    "Hmm." Brendan could not be bothered by this. "How''s the situation with Sam?"


    On the hotel¡¯s top level, Sam and the group of people from the organization kicked down a door without


    concern for the astounded man seated in front of the sofa watching the press conference.


    The man was the person left in the room. Sam closed the curtain, sized up the room, and looked at the


    man being pinned on the ground with a distorted expression. He stamped on the man''s face until the


    man was bleeding from his mouth, "Where''s your boss?"


    Sam would exert strength in his leg with every word he uttered. The man¡¯s expression grew ferocious


    in pain. "I don''t understand what you''re talking about... I''m the only person here...¡± ¡®You don''t smoke, so


    why are you using such an expensive lighter?¡±


    The man was astonished.


    Sam waved his hand and said, "Take him to the organization.¡±


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    When the crew was done cleaning up the scene, Sam called up Brendan.¡± We''ve only managed to


    capture a subordinate, sir.¡±


    Brendan looked out the window and thought about how the situation was within his expectations. ''The


    subordinate is important personnel as well. Don''t let him die. I''ll be thereter.¡± "Yes, sir!¡±


    After ending the call, the car drove all the way to the organization.


    The captured man had already been sent to the basement. Brendan headed to the basement and


    found the man''s mouth stuffed with a sock.


    Amember of the crew exined, "He was trying to bite off his tongue."


    Brendan''s dark eyes glistened with contempt. ¡®You won''t die from biting off your tongue, but you will


    suffer.¡±


    The man widened his eyes. Someone pulled the sock out of the man¡¯s mouth, and he said through


    gritted teeth, "Brendan, kill me if you have the guts!"


    Brendan looked at the man going frantic calmly, his cold face expressionless.


    "Don''t worry. You won''t die.¡±


    The man was stunned for a moment while Brendan''s dark eyes dimmed.¡± You will never know what


    you''ve ruined. Death is too mild a punishment for you."


    His dark eyes were still emotionless, yet his wlessly handsome face was tainted with a tinge of


    barely discernible hatred. His domineering presence was suffocating the man, and the man could not


    help trembling in fear. He felt as if he could only see darkness in his future for a brief moment.


    Before Brendan left, his gazended on the lining of the man¡¯s suit casually. Soon afterward, his dark


    eyes dimmed, and he headed outside to give an order. ¡®The lining material of his suit is not from Neve


    or the surrounding cities. Look into that."


    Ordinary people would not be carrying anything symbolic with them, but they would not pay too much


    attention to their garments. Brendan could tell at one nce that the lining was made of a rare material.


    Cormac nodded and memorized the order.


    After Brendan got into the car, his expression was filled with fatigue. He caught a breath and felt his


    wound begin throbbing again.


    He turned his head to check if he was bleeding again. Cormac noticed Brendan''s action from the


    rearview mirror and inquired, "Mr. Brighthall, why don''t I ...send you to the hospital first?" "It''s fine. I


    would like to go home."


    His urge to see Deirdre grew stronger as he was done handling the matters. It was as if he could only


    set his mind at ease and relieve his fatigue by seeing her.


    Cormac did notment further and sent Brendan to the mansion.


    Brendan arrived at the living room to find Mrs. Engel cleaning the ce by herself. Mrs. Engel


    approached Brendan as soon as she saw him. "You''re home, Mr. Brighthall. Is your shoulder injury


    alright?" "How did you know?" "I saw it during the press conference. It was a sessful press


    conference that turned the tide. Everyone is praising you online, Mr. Brighthall! Oh, right, Mrs. Brighthall


    watched it with me.¡± ¡®Deirdre saw it?*


    Brendan was surprised. He was nning on keeping it under her radar because he owed it to her from


    the start.

 Chapter 822

    Chapter 822


    Chapter 822 I Should Be Grateful to You, Right?


    However, Brendan figured that it was good she had watched it as he would not need to put in a lot of


    effort to exin it to her.


    "Where is she? Did shement anything?"


    Mrs. Engel''s expression changed slightly as she said, "No. After watching the press conference, she


    grew too tired, so she returned to her room to rest."


    Brendan knew something in his heart. He headed upstairs and opened the bedroom door.


    Deirdrey on the bed with her back facing the door, and half of her body was covered by the nket.


    Brendan walked over to find Deirdre awake. Her eyes were opened, and she was staring out the


    window absentmindedly. She did not respond to his presence.


    Brendan expected that and took a seat in front of her.


    ¡®You watched the press conference, huh?"


    Deirdre looked up briefly. "Hmm, I watched it."


    She cracked a mocking smile. ¡®You truly deserve your reputation as the Brighthall Group''s CEO. You''re


    always capable of dealing with the information with the quickest method. Charlene must be deeply


    touched when she learns about this.¡±


    Brendan furrowed his eyebrows. "How is this rted to Charlene?"


    Deirdre looked up the man''s outline and said, ¡°Isn''t this what you want? You would expose yourself in


    public to protect Charlene willingly, and you tried to settle the situation as soon as possible using this


    method."


    Brendan was stunned. Soon afterward, he felt rage and helplessness in his chest.


    "Are you saying that I held the press conference in an attempt to protect Charlene?"


    "Or else?¡± Deirdre lowered her eyes. ¡®You wanted to prevent Charlene from pleading guilty, yet you


    wanted to deal with the situation quickly. Your act of exposing yourself in public yielded the best result


    for both."


    Hershes cast a shadow on the area below her eyes. She was about to turn to her other side when


    Brendan clutched her hands abruptly and pinned her arms up above her head. He looked at her from


    above.


    "Do you know that I¡¯m still capable of dealing with this situation even if I don''t expose myself in public?


    I''m totally capable of letting the public opinion brew for a few days before I make an exnationter. If


    that were the case, the citizens of Neve would feel ashamed of what they did to the Brighthall Group,


    which would only benefit thepany''s growth from then on."


    Deirdre was forced to confront Brendan¡¯s presence in her current position. Her eyes widened. Even


    though she could not see clearly, she could still sense the man''s anger in an obvious manner." ¡°Let go


    of me, Brendan."


    Brendan did not answer, but he asked, "Do you know why I made a public appearance then?


    "Deirdre, I wouldn''t be bothered to utter a word to those people if not because of you!¡±


    Deirdre held her breath ever so slightly upon sensing Brendan''s rage. A momentter, she smiled and


    said in a teasing tone, "So, you''re saying that I should thank you?¡±


    Brendan was stunned.


    Deirdre continued to smile, but there was no smile in her eyes. "Thank you for your willingness to step


    forward and hold a press conference to rify the situation for me. I shouldn''t turn the cold shoulder on


    you, but on the contrary, I should be grateful and cry tears of joy from receiving your favor. That is the


    way, right?"


    Brendan was choked up.


    "No..."


    Brendan was suddenly at a loss for words to exin. He hoped that Deirdre would understand that


    everything he did was unrted to Charlene. It was all for her.


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    Yet, it turned into something elsepletely different now.


    "I don''t think that you¡¯re receiving my favor. I just-" "Loosen your grip over me. It hurts.¡±


    Deirdre interrupted him and exerted strength in her arms to struggle.


    Brendan loosened his grip while Deirdre turned over to wrap herself tightly in the nket with her back


    facing him.


    "I don''t care if you did or for who. What happened has already happened. You can''t just pretend that it


    didn''t happen because you tried to make up for it. Brendan, you owed the press conference to me, and


    it is just a trivialpensation."


    The woman''s cold remark rendered Brendan speechless from continuing his exnation. He instantly


    felt a stinging sensation in his throat and could not even muster the strength to utter a word.

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    Chapter 823


    Chapter 823 Because You''re the One I Love


    After a long while, he admitted by saying, "Yes, I did a great disservice to you.¡±


    Deirdre opened her eyes in surprise. She kept quiet for a while before she said, "I was thinking about


    how you managed to convince the victim''s parents to lie alongside you. What did you give them that


    was so good that they would go against their conscience?"


    She could still remember the married couple''s hatred and grumblings when she surrendered herself to


    the police. They were supposed to wish to execute the murderer badly.


    Brendan looked at the woman''s distancing figure. He wanted to stretch out his hand to touch her, but


    he pulled back his hand.


    ¡®The reason is simple.¡± Brendan removed his jacket andy with Deirdre. It felt as if that was the only


    way he could be closer to her. "I gave them enough money for them to live without any worries for the


    rest of their lives.¡± ¡®That''s all?"


    Deirdre smiled, but he did not exin further.


    The victim was already dead, after all. The victim¡¯s parents would need to think for themselves, but


    Deirdre still found it shocking that the parents would actually lie for the murderer of their daughter.


    ¡®There¡¯s more,¡± Brendan answered nonchntly.


    Deirdre paused for a moment. "What else did you promise them?"


    Brendan suddenly wrapped his arms around her and breathed evenly down the back of her neck.


    "Make a guess."


    Deirdre struggled for a moment and discovered that her effort was futile. "I can''t figure it out. I thought


    that the daughter was their only child. Did you make arrangements for them to work or something?"


    ¡®They are already at retirement age and have no apprehension in mary issues, so they don''t need


    jobs."


    Deirdre fell silent.


    Brendan whispered into her ear, "I promised them I would make the real murderer of their daughter


    plead guilty."


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    Deirdre suddenly looked up and turned her face in astonishment.


    Brendan came to understand that he did not need to hide anymore after seeing the woman''s reaction.


    1 ¡®What do you mean?"


    Deirdre was perplexed.


    ¡®What does he mean by making the real murderer of their daughter plead guilty? Isn''t the real murderer


    of their daughter


    Charlene? Is Brendan going to send Charlene to prison personally? i ¡®But aren''t they together already?¡¯


    "It means that I will ensure Charlene goes to prison. I promised you that, and I will clear up your name


    so you won''t need to bear the charge of homicide anymore from then on.¡±


    Deirdre was bbergasted. In fact, she had even assumed that she had misheard.


    Yet, Brendan spoke in such a righteous tone as if he was telling Deirdre that he was not lying and


    would not lie to her.


    Her pupils were shaking. ¡®Why?"


    Brendan leaned closer, bit the woman''s lip, and felt the exchanging of their breaths.


    Deirdre was so astounded that she failed to shove him away.


    Brendan enjoyed the closeness for a while before he answered, "It is because you''re the one I love."


    Deirdre was shocked, and her heart was racing.


    Initially, Brendan was worried he would scare Deirdre, but he could no longer hold back. He did not


    want Deirdre to misunderstand him again and to mistake that he still had any feelings for Charlene.


    "Deirdre," he called her name softly. "Have you forgotten that I''m not only


    Brendan but also Kyran?"


    In the pitch-ck room, there was only the man¡¯s zing hot gaze. "Do you doubt Kyran¡¯s love?¡±


    Deirdre pursed her lips tightly, yet she could not stop thinking about the days she had spent with Kyran.


    She thought about his gentleness, meticulousness, and kindness. It was not unusual for her to fall for


    Kyran. In fact, it would not be unusual for everyone to fall in love with Kyran.


    That was why she had an emotional breakdown and cried for a long time when she found out the truth.

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    Chapter 824


    Chapter 824 Send Charlene to Prison


    Deirdre did not understand why Brendan would disguise as Kyran to deceive her and wondered


    whether Brendan had feelings for her at some point as well. Yet, she denied those thoughts when he


    reconnected with Charlene once again. 1


    It was just another one of Brendan''s tricks.


    On the other hand, Deirdre felt her chest tighten and ache when she heard Brendan use the word ¡®love¡¯


    repeatedly.


    Nheless, she calmed down instantly and cracked a smile in contempt. ¡®What trick do you have up


    your sleeve again?¡±


    Brendan''s gaze dimmed as he looked at her changing expression. "Don¡¯t you believe what I just said?"


    Deirdre¡¯s mind was a chaotic mess. "I don''t know if I should believe you because you''ve deceived me


    way too many times. You have such a close rtionship with Charlene and also..."


    She tried to clear her head with great effort. "If you really want to make Charlene plead guilty to her


    crime, why did you reject me in the hospital? You could have totally straightened the situation by now


    and sent Charlene to prison.¡± ¡®That was because-¡± Brendan was eager to speak, but he fell silent after


    he blurted his reply.


    He stared at Deirdre deeply but could not bring himself to say it.


    ¡®That was because of what?" Deirdre inquired sarcastically. "Because you love her too much? Because


    you want the baby in my womb? Thus, you make up an absurd lie in an attempt to appease me so I


    can stay calm?"


    Brendan felt his heart wrench in pain. "No."


    He hugged her tightly and kissed her forehead as if he cherished her very much. ¡°No, it is because...


    there¡¯s something that I just can''t tell you yet."


    Deirdre looked up while Brendan said with great difficulty, ¡°Even if you don''t believe me, don''t you know


    me well enough to understand me? I''m not lying to you, and I really want to bring Charlene to justice,


    but I need time to gather the evidence. If you don''t believe..."


    Brendan dialed Sam''s phone. Sam was still busy when he answered in a tired but respectful voice,


    "Sir." "Have you gathered the evidence that will bring Charlene to justice?¡±


    Sam answered quickly, "Almost done. It¡¯s enough for Charlene to get a life sentence."


    Deirdre¡¯s mind was still nk when Brendan ended the call. He said softly," If you don¡¯t believe me, will


    you believe Sam at the very least?¡±


    They were close to each other, and Deirdre felt an ineffable feeling surging in her chest.


    ¡®Brendan is going to put Charlene in prison... He imed that he loves me...


    ¡®Would I believe him?¡¯


    Deirdre expressed her hesitation.


    Meanwhile, Brendan held and kissed her hand softly as if he wanted to be more intimate with her.


    Their lips touched, and their passion was ignited. The man was so emotional that Deirdre felt


    suffocated. She rejected his kiss shakily, and her hand shoved Brendan¡¯s shoulder subconsciously.


    "Hiss..."


    Brendan inhaled sharply from the pain while Deirdre immediately pulled back her hand upon realizing


    what she had done. Brendan seized the opportunity to kiss her. Even though he did not manage to go


    all the way, he went most of the way.


    The next day, Deirdre¡¯s head was still spinning. She hoped that Brendan was not lying to her about


    intending to send Charlene, the murderer, to prison so the real victim would be consoled.


    Deirdre headed downstairs to find Brendan having a much better appetite than before. He ate an extra


    bowl of oatmeal.


    Deirdre discovered that the previous Dr. Lang was not around anymore when Brendan was getting his


    wound dressed. A doctor she was not acquainted with was in his stead.


    She asked the doctor out of curiosity when Brendan headed upstairs to get changed, "Why is Dr. Lang


    not here today?¡±


    The doctor answered, "Dr. Lang has been feeling under the weather recently, so he is taking a leave of


    absence."


    Deirdre nodded and said shyly, "Oh right, I would like to ask you something. My belly has been hurting


    a little for the past two days, and I don''t feel like eating much. Why is that so?"Content bel0ngs to N?vel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

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    Chapter 825


    Chapter 825 Practice Moderation


    Brendan headed downstairs and walked over quickly upon hearing that. His dark eyes were locked on


    Deirdre¡¯s face, and he was relieved to see she did not look too ill.


    "Belly hurts? Since when? Why haven''t you told me that?¡±


    Deidre shoved at him.


    How could she tell him that? Apart from constantly ignoring each other, she did not feel the pain so


    obviously in the past two days, but the pain grew stronger yesterday when the man indulged in...


    Deirdre found it embarrassing just by thinking about it, and she did not wish to speak to him more.


    The doctor said, "I shall examine you briefly, Miss McKinnon.¡± "Sure."


    Deirdre sat on the sofa while the doctor auscultated her. He noticed the marks on her neck during the


    process and let out a cough.


    "Uh... Frankly, it doesn''t seem like there''s anything unusual with your body based on the auscultation,


    Miss McKinnon. I think that it is possible...¡±


    The doctor wanted to speak but stopped himself.


    Brendan grew anxious. "What is it?¡±


    "It''s..." The doctor braced himself to answer, "Miss McKinnon has been too intimate with Mr. Brighthall.


    I believe that both of you should practice moderation. The pregnancy is still early, so it is inappropriate


    for you to practice marital rtionship during this period.¡±


    Brendan''s expression grew solemn.


    "What do you mean, doctor? Are you telling me that I shouldn''t be intimate with Deirdre?"


    Deirdre¡¯s ears blushed in embarrassment. She would rather die from the pain than to inquire if she


    were to know that this would happen.


    Brendan came to understand the situation, and his expression was still unpleasant. "Could it be that


    you''ve misunderstood? I''ve only kissed her and touched her for a short while at most, and we didn''t do


    anything else. How is it inappropriate? Could it be that it badly influences the baby in her womb?"


    Deirdre could not bear to listen anymore, so she got up and headed to the kitchen.


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    The doctor behaved as if he had misunderstood. "So, it¡¯s just a short makeout session?¡±


    Brendan stared at him. "Or else? I have a sense of propriety, of course. Do you think she will still want


    to be intimate with me after your remark?"


    He looked at the doctor as if he was ming him as if his rtionship with Deirdre was utterly


    irreconcble.


    The doctor felt a shiver down his spine, and he hastily exined, ¡®That is fine for sure!¡±


    He added, "Moreover, an appropriate level of intimacy will help to improve the married couple''s


    rtionship, and it will be good for Miss McKinnon''s mood. You will just need to control the timing


    properly as well as the level of strength exerted.¡±


    Brendan''s attention was diverted just as he had expected. "When is good timing and... how much


    strength are we talking about?¡±


    Mrs. Engel was walking out of the kitchen to grab something when she overheard the conversation.


    She hastily walked back, and her old face was blushing beyond her control.


    ¡®Mrs. Brighthall is already in her current state, yet Mr. Brighthall is still trying to figure out the most


    appropriate way to take advantage of her. What an animal!¡¯


    Deirdre was unaware of the situation, but she could not refrain from staying in the kitchen.


    When she saw Mrs. Engel returning in a rush, she asked, "What happened?Do we have a guest


    visiting?¡±


    "No." Mrs. Engel was too embarrassed to tell Deirdre that Brendan and the doctor were discussing


    how to take advantage of her out there. She said shyly, "I sprained my ankle identally.¡±


    "Are you alright?"


    "I''m fine, thank you. Don''t worry, Mrs. Brighthall However, the kitchen is filled with oily fumes. Are you


    sure you''re alright with the smell? Would you like to go outside and rest for a while?¡±


    Deirdre was about to nod when Brendan walked near to the kitchen from the living room in his suit.


    "Pleasee here, Mrs. Engel.¡±


    Mrs. Engel expressed her anxiety. ¡®They''re not going to get me involved too, right?


    ¡®Should I reject them or.... Would Mrs. Brighthall be angry if she were to find out?"


    Mrs. Engel was restless with anxiety.


    Brendan said after she walked outside, "Take Deirdre grocery shopping with you today."


    Mrs. Engel was stunned. "Is that all?¡±


    Brendan furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. "Or else? What else will I need you to do?¡±

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    Chapter 826


    Chapter 826 Are You the Woman From Yesterday?


    Mrs. Engel let out a few dryughs, ¡°Nothing. I¡¯m worried we will run into those people again when we


    go to the grocery store."


    Brendan gave her an assuring gaze and said, ¡°Don''t worry. Just bring her with you."


    Mrs. Engel knew that Brendan must have something prepared. She nodded, and just when she was


    about to turn around,


    Brendan said, ¡°Oh yeah, don''t forget to buy a chicken."


    He did not like the feeling when he saw the chicken in the trash.


    "Mr. Brighthall... Don¡¯t tell me that you still want Mrs. Brighthall to cook chicken soup for you in her


    current state?" Mrs. Engel asked, her voice thick with disbelief.


    If that was really what Brendan wanted, she was perturbed by his low level of emotional intelligence.


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    Brendan''s face sank slightly, and he replied, ¡°It''s none of your business. Just listen to what I told you to


    do. Besides, don''t tell Deirdre that I¡¯m the one who asked her to go out.¡±


    Mrs. Engel nodded.


    When she returned, Deirdre was already standing in the living room.


    Deirdre saw Mrs. Engel walking in from outside and asked, "What''s the matter? What''s so important


    that you two had to go out and talk?"


    "Well... it isn''t particrly important..." said Mrs. Engel.


    Even though she did not know what Brendan was up to this time, she was going to follow his


    instructions. "Mr. Brighthall just asked me to update him on your activity since you''ve been under the


    weather for the past two days."


    Deirdre was suspicious, but she did not press the matter on.


    Mrs. Engel hesitated for a while and asked, "Miss McKinnon, do you want to go to the grocery store


    with me today?" ¡®Today? I''


    Deirdre''s expression changed when she remembered the thing that happened in the grocery store.


    Mrs. Engel started to sweat inwardly. "Yeah. I heard that the security of that ce has been tightened


    up, so what happened yesterday won''t happen again.¡±


    "But why are you asking me toe with you?" asked Deirdre.


    She wanted to go to the grocery store previously because she wanted to make some chicken soup for


    Brendan, but she was not in the mood to do something like that right now.


    "Well..." Mrs. Engel stammered. "Why don''t you juste with me? You can grab something to eat on


    the way too."


    Deirdre said as she looked at her, "Mrs. Engel, did Brendan tell you something? If not, you wouldn''t


    have asked me to go to the grocery store with you all of a sudden.¡± "Umm..." Mrs. Engel was tongue-


    tied. She hemmed and hawed for a long while before sighing.


    "I don''t know what Mr. Brighthall wants either. He just wants you to go to the grocery store. Why don''t


    you juste with me today? Mr. Brighthall promised me the same thing won''t happen again today.¡±


    Deirdre was confused. She did not know what Brendan was up to again this time.


    At the same time, Brendan came in.


    He thought Mrs. Engel had not sold him out yet, so he asked calmly, ¡°What are you two doing here?


    Are you going out?"


    Deirdre put on a fake smile and said, ¡®You''re right. How did you know what I want to do? Could it be


    that you''re a mind reader?¡±


    Brendan cleared his throat embarrassingly and said, ¡°Don¡¯t make it too long.¡±


    After that, he went upstairs.


    Mrs. Engel looked at Deirdre, and thetter said, "Well, let''s go then."


    She was going to find out what Brendan was trying to do this time.


    They went to the grocery store through the same alley. After roughly ten minutes, they arrived at their


    destination. Deirdre still felt apprehensive as she listened to the loud noise from the grocery store.


    Those things that the people had said about her and the things that had happened yesterday rushed


    into her mind at that moment. Initially, she thought she might need some time before she could step


    into this grocery store again.


    Feeling Deirdre¡¯s anxiety, Mrs. Engel stood in front of Deirdre in a protective gesture. As they entered


    the grocery store, some people turned their heads and looked at them, stopping Deirdre in her tracks.


    They all surrounded her and asked hesitantly, "Aren''t you the woman from yesterday?¡±


    Deirdre could feel the change in the atmosphere, and Mrs. Engel stood before her, "What do you guys


    want?"

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    Chapter 827 Fulfilling Promise


    "Are you going to beat us up like what you did yesterday?¡± snarled Mrs. Engel, shielding Deirdre


    behind her.


    Deirdre ced her hand on Mrs. Engel''s arm and calmed her down.


    "It''s okay. I can handle this." "Mrs. Brighthall..."


    Deirdre took a step forward. She lowered her head to mask theplicated emotions in her eyes.


    She did not know what Brendan was trying to do at all. Did he want her to remember these people¡¯s


    anger so that she would be grateful to him for saving her from her misery?


    "Well... It does seem like something he would do,'' Deirdre thought sarcastically.


    "After that, she raised her head and said, "Yes, it''s me. What do you guys want? If you want to know


    more about the news, I can exin about it."


    The person standing at the front said, "Exin? No, we don''t need that. You don''t have to exin to us


    at all. It¡¯s just a misunderstanding. I¡¯m really sorry for doing that to you yesterday, Miss McKinnon. We


    felt bad when we watched the press conference. It¡¯s a good thing that you came here today." ¡®That''s


    right! I''ve been waiting here today so that I can apologize to you."


    ¡®There''s no way you can be a murderer since you¡¯re so pretty. We just got blinded by our rage and did


    that to you without finding out the truth first..."


    Everyone was apologizing to Deirdre, and she was stunned. When she came to her senses, she


    realized that there were a lot of things in her arms.


    "I know this is nothingpared to what I did, but I hope you can forgive me, Miss McKinnon.¡± ¡®That''s


    right. Juste often, Miss McKinnon. I''m the owner of this shop. I can give you a discount or a gift


    when youe next time.¡±


    Deirdre was confused at their enthusiasm. Mrs. Engel was equally confused as well. By the time they


    came out of the grocery store, they were holding so much stuff they could barely carry them.


    Mrs. Engel said, "Mrs. Brighthall, what happened to them? Howe they became so different today?


    Even if they watched the press conference from yesterday, it¡¯s just too... I''m so surprised that I don''t


    know what to say.¡±


    Deirdre was surprised as well, but she figured that this was Brendan''s doing too.


    It was just that she did not know what he had done.


    When she was in a trance, Mrs. Engel raised her head and saw a man getting out of a car on the side


    of the road. It seemed like he had been waiting for a long time. He looked rather impatient and walked


    toward Deirdre when he saw her.


    "Mrs. Brighthall, look! It''s Mr. Brighthall!"


    Brendan walked up to Deirdre and took over the stuff in her hands, just like a responsible husband


    waiting for his wife to return from shopping.


    "So, do you feel better now?"


    Deirdre raised her head as she tried to discern Brendan''s face. She opened her lips but closed them up


    in the next second. After a while, she smirked coldly and said, ¡°How much did you give them this time


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    "What are you talking about?¡± Brendan frowned. "Deirdre, do you think I have that much money to


    spend? They apologized to you out of their own volition."


    He had just asked Sam to knock on their doors and confront them about what they had done in an


    attempt to make them feel bad.


    "Really? It was such a chaotic scene yesterday. Even if someone had done something wrong, they


    would have run away. There¡¯s no way they woulde back here the next morning just to wait to


    apologize to me.¡± ¡®You''ve underestimated human nature, Deirdre. They did something wrong, so they


    naturally have to apologize,¡± said Brendan.


    After that, he leaned closer and whispered into her ear, "Besides, this is what I promised you, so it goes


    without saying that I have to keep my word."


    Deirdre hastily lowered her head, and the thing that happenedst night surfaced in her head.


    It seemed to her that Brendan was trying to prove bit by bit that he was not lying. Did this mean that he


    would bring Charlene to justice?

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    Chapter 828 It¡¯s About Time for Her to Make a Move


    Deirdre did not know if she should trust Brendan or not.


    After they went back into the car, Brendan looked into the bag and asked," Mrs. Engel, where is the


    thing I asked you to buy?"


    Mrs. Engel smacked her forehead and said, "Oh gosh, I was so confused by them that I forgot to buy


    it." "Go buy it now."


    Mrs. Engel got out of the car, and Deirdre looked at Brendan in confusion.


    "What did you ask Mrs. Engel to buy?" ¡®You''ll know about itter."


    Deirdre was stumped. There were only vegetables and groceries in the grocery store. She did not know


    why Brendan had to make it so mysterious.


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    In a vi, the man narrowed his eyes dangerously as he watched the whole process of Sam going into


    the hotel room and capturing the people in it.


    One of his men standing beside him gnashed his teeth and said, "I can¡¯t believe Brendan could still foil


    our n despite his injuries. I should have killed him when we were on the mountain!"


    The man tapped his finger on the table and asked, "So, are you implying that I was wrong to tell you to


    stop?¡±


    Connor''s face turned pale, and he had a hard time breathing when he heard what the man said. ¡°No,


    sir, that''s not what I mean-"


    "Brendan wasn''t shot that time,¡± the man said with a smile tugging at the corner of his lips. A glint


    crossed his eyes as he continued. ¡°He just exposed his weak spot to you on purpose. Once you went


    after him, you would have ended up like Ash.¡±


    Connor was stunned. ¡®Then what do we do now, sir? They have Ash, and he knows so much of our


    secret. What if..."


    After a while of contemtion, the man yed with his fingers and said.¡± I''m sure Ash won''t betray me


    since he grew up with me, but...


    "To prevent Brendan from getting any useful information, inform the people in the organization to get rid


    of him secretly.¡±


    Connor was stunned for a moment as a chill rushed down his spine. After a while, he nodded with


    determination and said, "Yes, sir.¡±


    "Also... I''ve underestimated Brendan. He nearly got rid of two of my most useful men. If we don¡¯t take


    action, he might learn about that incident. It¡¯s time for her to make her move too.¡±


    After they reached home, Brendan took the chicken into the kitchen and locked himself in it.


    Mrs. Engel was rendered speechless.


    Deirdre did not know what Brendan was up to either. She stood in front of the door for a while and


    asked, "What did he ask you to buy, Mrs. Engel?" "A chicken," replied Mrs. Engel.


    "A chicken?" Deirdre was dumbfounded as an idea appeared in her head.


    She had taught Brendan how to make chicken soup in the past. Could it be that he was going to make


    chicken soup now?


    He had never done any house chores before. Since when did he learn how to make soup?


    Deirdre found it unbelievable. However, on second thought, he had done many unbelievable things


    before. For example, faking to be Kyran and promising her to send Charlene to prison.


    "Mrs. Brighthall... Mr. Brighthall isn''t going to cook, is he? He doesn''t know how to cook at all, not to


    mention that his shoulder is injured. He can¡¯t use much strength now and would only make things


    worse if he got hurt by knives again. Why don¡¯t you talk to him and ask him toe out of the


    kitchen?"


    Deirdre felt Mrs. Engel was right. Brendan''s wound had not fully healed yet.


    If he got injured again, he might pin the me on Tobey. She walked over, and before she could knock


    on the door, she heard some noise from the kitchen and knives falling to the floor. She sighed


    helplessly and asked, ¡®What are you doing inside, Brendan?"


    Brendan picked the knife up. He held the chicken in his hand but did not know what to do about it. He


    did not know how to process a chicken and what kind of ingredients he should use. The water in the


    pot was boiling, and this was the first time he felt so helpless. Only now did he understand how tough


    Deirdre''s life was in the past.

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    Chapter 829 Are You Worried About Me?


    At that time, the only person he cared about was Deirdre. When he was hungry, he would order her to


    serve him the food regardless of how tired she was. At that time, he felt as if he was doing her a big


    favor by just talking to her.


    ¡®So, this is how her life was... So, this is how she felt..."


    He had been in there for less than ten minutes, and he was already this tired. One could imagine how


    tired Deirdre was in the past.


    ¡°Brendan?¡± Deirdre knocked on the door again when Brendan did not respond. "Come out now. This


    isn''t something you can do.


    If you want some chicken soup, I can give the recipe to Mrs. Engel and ask her to make it for you.¡±


    Brendan never expected that he would be defeated by something so trivial as cooking, while he was


    the alpha in the business circle.


    It took him a lot of effort to cut the chicken into pieces. After that, he said,¡± It¡¯s okay. I''m almost done.¡±


    ¡®He¡¯s almost done?¡¯ Deirdre was skeptical.


    ¡°Open the door now.¡±


    Brendan hastily cleaned up the kitchen and opened the door.


    Deirdre listened to the noise from the stove before turning her head to Brendan and sighing. "What are


    you up to again?" ¡®You don''t want to make chicken soup for me, so I''ll make one for you. From now


    onward, I''ll cook whatever you want to eat for you.¡±


    Deirdre was stunned for a moment. However, she soon came to her senses and said, ¡®You should stop


    and go back to rest right now. Your wound hasn''t healed yet. If it gets any serious, you¡¯ll need to stay at


    home even longer."


    Asmile appeared on Brendan''s lips when he heard what Deirdre said. ¡°Are you worried about me,


    Deirdre?"


    Deirdre was stumped.


    She realized that it was impossible for her tomunicate with the man in front of her.


    It was very clear that she did not want him to stay at home, but it seemed to her that he failed to read


    between the lines.


    "You were injured because of Tobey, so of course, I¡¯m concerned about your injury."


    Brendan''s face sank.


    No one knew better than him that his injury had nothing to do with Tobey. However, Tobey had gone to


    Eastgene, so Deirdre shouldn''t be able to know about it.


    That was the thought Brendan had in mind. He did not care what kind of price he was going to pay in


    the future. He gently wrapped his arms around the woman, and his towering height dwarfed her petite


    stature. He buried his nose in her shoulder and said, "That means you''re worried about me too."


    Deirdre did not want to argue with him in this matter. "Well, suit yourself."


    It was rare for Deirdre to be so submissive to him, and Brendan was a little bit reluctant to let go of her.


    He moved his head, and when Deirdre noticed his intention to kiss her, she hastily turned her head


    sideways to avoid him.


    "Mrs. Engel left as soon as we hugged. There are no people in the living room now," said Brendan, his


    voice thick with joy.


    Deirdre''s face turned red.


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    Brendan scooped her up from the floor and deepened the kiss. The soup boiled over when he was


    about to progress to the next step. Smoke began to rise from the stove, snapping Deirdre out of her


    trance. She hastily pushed Brendan¡¯s hands away.


    Brendan''s face was livid with rage as he turned off the heat. "I thought we need to let it simmer for


    more than an hour? How did it boil over so soon?¡±


    Deirdre bit her lips and sighed. "Did you use high heat?¡± ¡®Yeah.¡±


    Deirdre ced her hand on her forehead. "That¡¯s why it boiled over. You should just keep it in medium


    heat.¡±


    Brendan adjusted the heat, and when he turned around, Deirdre had already left. He chided the stove


    inwardly for ruining everything. At the same time, he began to reminisce about Deirdre''s gentle lips.


    It urred to him that it was worth it for him to get injured, and he was certain that their rtionship


    would be even better after he confirmed that Ophelia was still alive.


    The corner of Brendan''s lips curled upward, but the smile did not stay long on his face. The first thing


    he needed to do right now was to find out Ophelia''s whereabouts.


    He would not allow himself to fail.


    After about one hour, the soup was done.


    Mrs. Engel brought the soup over to the table, and Brendan looked at Deirdre with an expectant gaze.


    "Come, have a taste."


    Deirdre was skeptical about the taste. After blowing it a few times, she took a sip.

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    Chapter 830 Does He Love Me?


    Deirdre did not know what Brendan had put into the soup, but it tasted just as she expected. It was


    bitter and salty.


    "How is it?¡±


    Just as Deirdre was about to spit it out, the man sitting next to her asked, his voice filled with


    expectation, and he looked just like a kid asking for apliment.


    In the end, she swallowed it and said, ¡°It¡¯s not bad." "That means it''s tasty."


    Getting apliment from someone like Deirdre, with superb cooking skills, meant that the soup tasted


    really good. With that thought in mind, Brendan said, ¡®You should eat more since you''re pregnant. If you


    like it, I''ll cook for you every day.¡±


    Deirdre lowered her head and munched on the meat.


    Brendan looked at her for a while and got himself a bowl of soup as well. He frowned and spat it out as


    soon as he put it into his mouth. ¡®What the h* II is this!?" "Chicken soup,¡± replied Deirdre.


    "No, this isn''t chicken soup. The soup you made for me doesn''t taste like this,¡± Brendan said as he took


    Deirdre''s bowl away.


    "Stop eating. It tastes awful."


    Deirdre wiped her mouth and said calmly, "Brendan, you''re not cut out for this, so you should stop


    torturing yourself. If you really want some soup, you can ask Mrs. Engel to make one for you. Her


    cooking skills are as good as mine. You don''t have to waste your time this way." "How can you call it a


    waste of time when I make soup for the mother of my children?¡± Brendanined.


    He took a deep breath and continued. " This is just the first time. I just need more practice. Mrs. Engel,


    throw the soup away."


    While Mrs. Engel was cleaning the table, she asked, ¡°Should I go make more soup for you two, sir?


    Mrs. Brighthall hasn''t taken anything since afternoon."


    It was only then Brendan realized Deirdre hadn''t eaten anything yet. He rose to his feet and said, "No


    need. We''ll go out to have our lunch.¡±


    Before Deirdre coulde around to her senses, Brendan held her hand and led her out of their


    house. After they came out of their house, Deirdre asked, ¡®We two just hit the headlines yesterday, and


    we''re going to show ourselves in public today? Are you not worried that other people might get


    suspicious?"


    Just when Brendan was about to tell her that they were going to a secretive ce, he thought of


    something. He took a cap out of the car and put it on Deirdre.


    ¡°When can I hold your hand and appear in front of the public?¡± he asked.


    Deirdre was stunned when she heard what Brendan said. She raised her head up, and Brendan leaned


    closer to help her adjust her cap. "I think probably after Charlene has been sent to prison."


    This was the first time Brendan treated Deirdre so affectionately outside.


    She stiffened as she was not used to such affection. She did not say anything back to Brendan and


    went back into the car. There were several times Brendan grabbed Deirdre¡¯s hand whenever they


    came across a traffic light. He would kiss her hand several times before letting her go and driving the


    car away.


    Ever since he said he loved her, he did not hesitate to express his love, and that was something


    Deirdre could not get used to.


    She felt her blood boil as an idea popped up in her head, ¡®Does he really love me?¡¯


    Just because he loved her, he liked to stay around her and became more and more unlike his sensible


    self.


    "No!"


    Charlene closed the door in one of Brendan''s mansions, and her face slowly became bloodless when


    she saw the man in the room.


    "No way! Everything else is fine, but I''ll never agree with what you just said. What should I do if


    Brendan gets pulled down from his throne? I can''t bet the rest of my life on it!" ¡°If you don''t want to bet


    the rest of your life on it, then you should listen to me,"


    Connor said as he looked at Charlene as if he was looking at an idiot.


    "Brendan doesn''t love you at all. Otherwise, he wouldn''t have held a press conference for Deirdre.


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    Blood drained off Charlene¡¯s face entirely when she heard the remark, and she clutched the table with


    her hands.


    Yes, Brendan had note to see her even once since his return from Surstate.


    Not only that, but he also refused to take her call unless it was something rted to Ophelia.


    Otherwise, he would not be bothered to pay her the slightest attention.


    She put up with it and ignored his coldness constantly, yet she was extremely embarrassed to be


    exposed by Connor.


    ¡°It will be fine when I marry Brendan, and the people of Neve know I''m Mrs. Brighthall.¡±


    Charlene caught a breath and said in an arrogant tone, "Deirdre is still a mistress no matter how much


    Brendan cherishes her. She won''t be able to marry Brendan, and for that, she will cut her losses and


    run.¡±


    "Are you certain you won''t be the one that is gotten rid of first by then?" Connor nced at the


    information received on his phone and showed the screen to Charlene. ¡®You''re still dreaming about


    marrying Brendan, and you still don''t know that Brendan has already taken Deirdre on a restaurant


    date as a couple. It won''t be long before you arepletely reced.¡±


    Charlene''s pupils constricted abruptly when she saw the photo of a woman walking into the restaurant


    holding Brendan''s hand. She snatched the phone and caught Brendan''s affectionate gaze, akin to a


    knife stabbing her heart.


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    ¡°How is this happening?"


    She had invited Brendan to dine at this restaurant on multiple asions, but Brendan rejected her


    invitation. Yet, he had actually taken Deirdre there now!


    ¡®Moreover, Deirdre is supposed to loathe Brendan to death. Why is she having a good time with


    Brendan now? Have they reconciled their rtionship?¡¯


    At the thought of the possibility, Charlene exuded coldness and was frantic with anger. She threw the


    phone and began smashing things frantically.


    "B*tch! B*tch! You shameless b*tch! You''re supposed to be gone already and hiding obediently in


    Surstate and continue to hate Brendan. Why did you have to be back?"


    Charlene''s eyes were burning with intense hatred, and she vented it on the room.


    When she was done smashing things, she breathed heavily, and her expression was distorted in rage.


    Her eyes were filled with I the wildness of a person who would sacrifice herself to take someone on.


    "Sure! I ept your offer!¡±


    After the meal, Brendan took Deirdre to a musical.


    Deirdre was not interested but took a seat anyway because Brendan was the decision-maker for this


    date.


    When the musical ended, Brendan turned his head to look toward Deirdre to find that she was already


    asleep. Hershes rested on her face and cast ayer of gentle shadows. Her facial features were


    small and delicate. She looked so beautiful like a princess under the illumination of the light, and it was


    hard to take one''s eyes off her.


    Brendan had always found Deirdre¡¯s beauty to be very natural and far better than Charlene¡¯s. He had a


    hard time forgetting Deirdre''s beauty after taking one nce, and he felt a sense of affinity with her.


    It was only that he had been too obsessed with Charlene at the time, so he dismissed his perception of


    Deirdre. In fact, his mind had been so twisted that he ignored Deirdre and treated her with coldness.


    He felt very uneasy at the thought of how he had made Deirdre suffer in the past.


    He scooped up Deirdre in his arms and ced her on the passenger seat cautiously before driving


    back to the mansion.


    After cing Deirdre on the bed, hey next to the woman, his gaze filled with gentle affection. He was


    looking at his woman.


    She was pregnant with his child in her womb.


    They would be an inseparable part of each other from now on.


    Deirdre lost count of how long she had slept, but when she woke up, she found the man''s arm wrapped


    around her waist. She struggled for a moment but did not manage to push away the man¡¯s arm. She


    was preparing to move again when the man leaned close to her, breathing heavily. He pulled her so


    close to him that she could feel his bodily changes.


    ¡®You''re seducing me, Deirdre.¡±


    Brendan spoke in a resolute tone, and Deirdre blushed instantly. She knew that Brendan would lose his


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    "You pervert," she said under her breath and endured the burning heat of her face.


    ¡°Pervert?¡± Brendan hugged the woman tighter, and his zing hot breath was blown on her ear. ''This is


    a man''s normal reaction, Deirdre."


    He said meaningfully, ¡®You have to get used to it."


    Deirdre could not bear to listen anymore and wanted to get out of bed, but Brendan''s hold on her had


    only tightened. She could feel the burning temperature of his skin on hers.


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    Deirdre stopped Brendan by saying, "Don''t act rashly, Brendan. I¡¯m pregnant."


    She attempted to calm down Brendan with the child.


    Brendan was prepared. He bit her ear lobe softly and said, "I¡¯ve consulted the doctor.


    ¡®The doctor said that only the first three months of pregnancy are riskier, but we can engage in


    appropriate activities after the first trimester. As long as I''m careful, the baby will be fine. Moreover...¡±


    Brendan said softly," Appropriate interaction between us will help to improve our rtionship and


    provide pleasure to you."


    He spoke in a serious tone and emphasized thest sentence as if he was only proposing the idea for


    Deirdre''s happiness. Deirdre replied nonchntly, ¡°Which doctor have you consulted? Is it the one from


    yesterday?¡± "Hmm."


    Deirdre remembered how embarrassed she felt in the kitchen when Brendan and the doctor were


    discussing the more appropriate ways.


    ¡®How will I be able to face the doctor anymore from now on?¡¯ "Have you lost your mind? How can that


    be-¡±


    ¡°It''s doable." Brendan knew she was a shy person, so he exined softly," He is a doctor, and it is only


    normal for him to engage in discussion of this topic.¡±


    Deirdre could not stand it anymore, her ears flushing scarlet.


    Brendan could not refrain from saying, "Shall we give it a try?¡±


    "No..." Deirdre''s head was dizzy. She was well aware that she should resist the man, yet she almost


    lost her self-control as well.


    She wanted to y along with Brendan and act from inside in coordination with someone from the


    outside to leave with the child when Brendan¡¯s guard was down. She could not allow herself to get


    stuck in the rtionship as well.


    ¡®You''ve forgotten that I''m only 10 weeks into this pregnancy. The first trimester is not over yet.¡±


    Brendan''s movements became frozen when he heard the remark. Soon afterward, he appeared to be


    dejected.


    In the end, Deirdre got dressed while Brendan left the room after a long time, his expression solemn.


    Mrs. Engel inquired softly, "Mrs. Brighthall, what¡¯s going on with Mr. Brighthall today? He doesn''t look


    so good." ''Didn''t Brendane out of the room feeling fully energized after sleeping on the same bed


    with Deirdre previously?¡¯


    Deirdre figured that Brendan must be feeling very tortured after the event that took ce in the room.


    She wanted tough but fought the urge.


    ¡°It''s fine. He has been staying upte for a few days and is feeling tired.¡±


    Deirdre suddenly remembered something and beckoned Mrs. Engel." Come, Mrs. Engel.¡±


    When Deirdre was done speaking to Mrs. Engel, she looked at Brendan in an unusual way. "Mrs.


    Brighthall, are you sure what you said is true? Is Mr. Brighthall really...¡±


    "Hmm." Deirdre nodded.


    "So, you should get food that is good for his health on your trip to the market today, Mrs. Engel.¡±


    Mrs. Engel looked at Brendan with pity and left the house holding a basket.


    Brendan raised his head and noticed Mrs. Engel''s gaze. He felt an ineffable, uneasy feeling for no


    apparent reason.


    At the same time, he turned on the television and pulled Deirdre, who was snuggling on the sofa, into


    his arms. ¡°What were you and Mrs. Engel whispering to each other earlier?¡±


    "Nothing much.¡± Deirdre let out a cough. Naturally, she would not tell Brendan the truth.


    "Mrs. Engel asked me about your food preferences.¡±


    Brendan''s gaze softened upon hearing that. "Do you still remember that?" "Hmm. I''ve already told Mrs.


    Engel about it. I assure you that you''ll be pleased with today''s meals."

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    Upon thinking that Deirdre cooked very well and would frequently change her recipes to encourage his


    appetite in the past, Brendan could not help looking forward to lunch of the day.


    However, Brendan came to understand what Deirdre meant in her remarkter.


    He looked at the spinach soup served on the table, and Mrs. Engel exined to him enthusiastically,


    "Mr. Brighthall, I prepared the soup with spinach, carrots, and other libido-boosting ingredients that will


    promote recovery for your bodily functions."


    Brendan was rendered speechless, and his face turned green with rage.


    Mrs. Engel assumed Brendan was not fond of others learning about his health concerns, so she hastily


    exined smilingly,


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    "Don''t be shy, Mr. Brighthall. Your condition is verymon in my ce. Moreover, you''re almost 30


    years old, so it is very normal that your bodily functions are deteriorating. You will only need to


    recuperate for a while."


    Deirdre almost choked on her broli soup upon hearing the remark.


    It would be fine if Mrs. Engel did not speak, but when she spoke, her remark about Brendan''s


    deteriorating bodily functions with age and that his condition wasmon was shocking. Her remark


    was hurtful to Brendan.


    Brendan was furious in his heart, yet he felt his anger fading when he saw Deirdre''s lively expression


    trying to hold back herughter.


    She was willing to tease him and look him in the eyes, at the very least. He would not have the courage


    to imagine what would have happened in the past.


    ¡°Understood, I''ll drink the soup."


    Brendan epted the favor calmly.


    Deirdre was stunned while Brendan said apologetically, "I feel bad for Deirdre during this period. I''m


    sorry for disappointing you in the morning. I will do my best to recuperate as soon as possible."


    Deirdre was rendered speechless.


    Mrs. Engel took a nce at Deirdre. ''No wonder Deirdre is so concerned that she tasked me to buy


    libido-increasing ingredients, so it turns out that...


    Deirdre could not see but could feel the ambiance. She held back her emotions with great difficulty and


    could not refrain from exining, "Don''t you dare spout nonsense. I didn''t-¡±


    Brendan pushed his finger against her lips and rubbed affectionately.¡± Alright, you don''t need to exin


    yourself. I understand why you ordered Mrs. Engel to prepare the special soup for me during lunch


    today. Don''t worry. I''ll make sure that my bodily function has recovered in half a month."


    Deirdre suddenly felt a shiver down her spine. She felt as if she had just entrapped herself.


    Afterward, Brendan worked on hisptop but kept Deirdrepany in the living room while he worked.


    The doctor came to dress Brendan''s wound and smiled after examining the wound. "Your wound is


    healing nicely. You will need to monitor your diet and don¡¯t get water on your wound. I believe that you''ll


    be able to move freely very soon.¡±


    Brendan nodded.


    Then the doctor asked Deirdre, "Miss McKinnon, how are you feeling today? Are you still in pain?¡±


    If this was the past, Deirdre would have chatted more with the doctor, but she could no longer speak


    boldly to him after learning about the conversation between Brendan and him this morning.


    ¡°I''m feeling much better already, and I''m no longer in pain today. Thank you for your concern, doctor."


    She nodded shyly. The doctor smiled and reminded Brendan about some precautionary steps before


    he left.


    Brendan could see Deirdre¡¯s strange behavior, so he leaned close and said, ¡°Are you shy?"


    Deirdre raised her head and red at him. "No thanks to you."


    Brendan held back his smile.


    Meanwhile, he received a call. He picked up the call and heard Sam saying with heavy breathing, ¡®This


    is bad, sir! The man we captured on the hotel''s top floor is dead.¡± "Dead?" Brendan''s dark eyes


    dimmed instantly.


    Deirdre looked at him.

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    It was her first time hearing Brendan''s anxious tone.


    ¡®Who''s dead?¡¯


    Brendan did not wish to disturb Deirdre, so he got up and headed to the balcony.


    "Haven''t I ordered you to watch him closely? What happened?"


    Sam was extremely troubled. ''We had been monitoring him closely all this time, and his door was


    guarded at all times. However, he was found dead in the morning when we checked on him. He was


    suffocated, yet a single struggling wound could not be found on him. It appears as if he suffocated


    himself to death.¡± "Suffocated himself to death?¡± Brendan found that ridiculous, and his gaze turned


    colder. "Do you think that is possible?" ¡®That would be impossible.¡±


    When he was on the brink of death, a man¡¯s breathing was not controlled by his brain. Even if he


    wanted to suffocate himself to death, the survival instinct of his body would not allow that.


    "I really didn''t expect there to be a mole in the organization."


    Sam felt his heart racing. "Sir, so you''re saying that..." ¡®Their people are trying to infiltrate the


    organization. There¡¯s no other way for them to do that other than this. On the other hand, not every


    member of the organization is trustworthy either.¡±


    Brendan furrowed his eyebrows. Those people were his father¡¯s subordinates in the past, so they were


    supposed to be loyal to him too. Brendan racked his brain and still could not figure out why there would


    be a mole.


    ¡®Could it be that the person has nted a mole into the organization from the start? Or was that person


    affiliated with my father when he was still alive?¡¯


    At the thought of this, Brendan''s gaze dimmed bit by bit. He ordered Sam," Transport the corpse away


    in secret. Don''t alert the mole and monitor the situation in the organization to find out who is leaving to


    reach out to outsiders." ''Yes, sir."


    After ending the call, Brendan knew that he needed to pay a visit to his family mansion.


    He changed into his suit, and Deirdre asked, after noticing themotion," What''s going on? Did


    something bad happen?"


    Brendan tied his necktie and said, "Sam¡¯s subordinate met a mishap when he was involved in a turf


    war.¡±


    "Are you going to handle it?¡± "No." Brendan stared at her face before he finished his sentence.


    "Why? You don''t want me to leave?"


    Noticing that she was teased, Deirdre was embarrassed briefly. ¡°I''m just curious.¡±


    Upon saying that, she sat back on the sofa.


    Brendan walked over and nted a kiss on the woman''s cheek with his thin lips. "I''m going back to the


    family mansion.¡±


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    Deirdre looked up while Brendan said, "My mother is staying there all by herself. I haven¡¯t had time to


    call her recently because I''ve been busy, so I''m heading there today to spend time with her.¡±


    For a moment, Deirdre was stunned by Brendan''s act of reporting his whereabouts. She nodded and


    said, ¡°Alright.¡±


    Brendan tilted the woman''s chin and nted a soft kiss. "I''ll bring home food for youter.¡±


    He sounded like he was coaxing a child, and Deirdre felt shy, so she lowered her head.


    Brendan caressed her hair before walking out of the house. He drove all the way to the family mansion.


    The servant was very surprised to see him but still greeted him, ¡°Sir.¡±


    ¡®Where''s my mother?"


    "Madame Brighthall is in the meditation room."


    Brendan understood and walked to the meditation room.


    He could see Madame Brighthall sitting cross-legged and chanting from afar. He stopped when he was


    at the door, and Madame Brighthall did not react despite hearing themotion. She chanted the


    mantra for a while until the meditation ended, and she was helped to get on her feet by a servant.


    ¡®What a rare asion. What brought you here today? I was under the assumption you would never


    step into the family mansion anymore for the rest of your life," Madame Brighthall said in a half-


    mocking and half grumbling tone.


    Brendan¡¯s dark eyes were calm. ¡®You''ve misunderstood, mother. I''ve been busy, and I¡¯ve just only


    returned to Neve recently. Too many things happened, so I''ve only managed to find time to visit you


    today.¡± ¡®That''s enough." Madame Brighthall smoothened the crease on her outfit." You''re my son, and I


    know everything that is on your mind. It''s fine. It was my fault for sending Deirdre away and putting you


    in misery. I''ll take this as my punishment."

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    As Madame Brighthall was speaking, she raised her head and said, "Did you manage to get Deirdre


    back?"


    Brendan was surprised.


    Madame Brighthall said, ¡°Your situation caused such a hugemotion that everyone knew about it.


    Even if I stay idle at home, I¡¯m bound to find out."


    At the mention of Deirdre, Brendan¡¯s expression was tainted with a gentleness that was barely


    discernible.


    ¡°Hmm, she is back,¡± said Brendan. "I suppose you can consider my visit today to be for this matter as


    well.¡±


    Madame Brighthall looked up while Brendan smirked. "You''re going to be a grandmother."


    Madame Brighthall''s usually calm expression was filled with astonishment upon hearing that. Soon


    afterward, there was joy but also a tinge of mockery. ¡®You¡¯re going around in circles, but here you are


    back in the same spot. I remember that Deirdre used to be pregnant in the past, but you weren''t


    nning to let her keep the baby at the time, right? Thus, she came running to me and used the


    excuse of keeping mepany to hide from you."


    Brendan felt his heart wrench in pain at the thought of the lost child. ¡®This child won''t follow in its


    footsteps." He would never allow anyone to take their child.


    "You can do things your way as long as you don''t hurt Deirdre anymore.¡± Madame Brighthall heaved a


    sigh. "I wonder if she will ever regard me as her mother-inw willingly." ¡®There are still many days yet


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    Brendan suppressed the affection in his gaze and said, after clearing his head, ¡°Mother, there''s


    something else that brought me here today.¡±


    Madame Brighthall assumed a look of enlightenment. ¡®Your visit to tell me about the good news is not


    your main purpose, but this is, right? What is it?¡± "It''s about father."


    Madame Brighthall¡¯s gaze dimmed at the mention of Brendan''s father. "Did he send you on this visit?


    What is his purpose?"


    Brendan observed Madame Brighthall¡¯s expression and asked, ¡°Mother, is my father really just an


    ordinary person?"


    Madame Brighthall said, ¡°Why do you ask?¡±


    "Out of curiosity,¡± said Brendan.


    "If he really is just a man of normal identity, how can he recruit so many elite members into the


    organization and build thepany to its glory?"


    "I''m not very sure about that."


    Madame Brighthall lowered her gaze. Your father had a memory loss when I first became acquainted


    with him. Afterward, we dated, and we had you. However..." "However, what?"


    "He met someone one day when he was out and returned as a changed man. He recruited many


    people that he employed in the organization...¡±


    "Who is that person?" asked Brendan eagerly.


    Madame Brighthall took a nce at Brendan, her gaze still. Then, she said,¡± I don¡¯t know.¡±


    She spoke in a calm tone. "Apart from my inability to see that person clearly because they were


    standing far away, I have already forgotten the person''s name because it was long ago."


    Brendan''s expression was serious when he walked out of the meditation room.


    He did not manage to acquire any useful information in the end, but there was one thing he could be


    sure of. Brendan was certain that his father had certainly recovered his memory and knew he would be


    in danger, so he handed over the organization to Brendan.


    ¡®On the other hand, who are those people? Are those the people who oppose my father?¡¯


    Brendan walked out of the house and was preparing to get into the car when a car suddenly stopped


    by the side of the road. Soon afterward, Charlene got out of the car. "Brendan, I''ve finally found you.¡±


    Deirdre waited in the mansion until dusk, yet the door was all quiet She . She yawned but did not feel


    like resting for no apparent reason.


    Mrs. Engel suggested, "Mrs. Brighthall, would you like to take a stroll outside today? There''s a new


    park built in the residential area, and I heard it''s quite beautiful. You''ve been at home all day. It''s good


    for you to get some fresh air too.¡±


    Deirdre considered and figured she needed some exercise since she could not sleep. As such, she


    nodded in agreement.

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    Both of them walked to the park, and the sky was stained red in the meantime. It was still not dark, so


    Deirdre and Mrs. Engel strolled leisurely in the park and heard the soft discussion from their side.


    ¡°Is that her?¡±


    ¡°I suppose. Her figure looks exactly the same. That should be her.¡±


    Soon afterward, those two people braced themselves to approach Deirdre. ¡°Hello, may I inquire if


    you¡¯re Miss Deirdre McKinnon?¡±


    Deirdre did not expect that she would encounter people who knew her, so she paused for a moment


    before she nodded.


    The person was overjoyed instantly. ¡°It¡¯s truly a waste that I didn¡¯t see you in the grocery store today. I


    was nning on going over to apologize to you. I¡¯m really sorry for what transpired that day...¡±


    Deirdre was about to say, ¡°It¡¯s alright,¡± when the person asked, ¡° Where¡¯s Mr. Brighthall? Why isn''t he


    here with you? Aren''t you two lovers?¡±


    ¡°What do you mean by lovers?¡± The person''spanion interrupted by saying in astonishment, ¡°Don¡¯t


    be spouting nonsense in Miss McKinnon¡¯s presence. Miss McKinnon and Mr. Brighthall are just friends.


    Mr. Brighthall¡¯s lover is someone else. Don¡¯t make things awkward for her.¡±


    ¡°Mr. Brighthall has a lover already? Who told you that?¡±


    ¡°Why would I need someone to tell me about that, huh? He has always been engaged to his fiancee,


    Charli McKinsey. I saw them on the news today too.¡± The person tried to prove herself right


    immediately by pulling out her phone and pulling up a search screen.


    ¡°See this? Brendan Brighthall and Charli McKinsey visiting a family member in the family mansion, their


    rtionship intimate as ever.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s expression turned stiff instantly. The woman snatched the phone and saw a photo. ¡°You are


    right¡­ I¡¯m so sorry, Miss McKinnon. Mr. Brighthall risked his life to protect you the other day, so I


    thought that you and he were lovers. So, it turns out that I¡¯ve been mistaken.¡±


    In the end, both of them left.


    Mrs. Engel hastily consoled by saying, ¡°Mrs. Brighthall, it¡¯s not true. Don¡¯t listen to them!¡±


    ¡°What''s not true?¡± Deirdre asked nonchntly, ¡°Is it the part where Charlene joined him to visit


    Madame Brighthall in the family mansion, or the part where Brendan¡¯s lover is Charlene is not true?¡±


    Mrs. Engel was rendered speechless. She had no idea what was going on either. She did not


    understand Brendan was still involved with Charlene after being with Deirdre already, but she could see


    Brendan¡¯s deep love for Deirdre.


    ¡°I... All in all, it must be a misunderstanding. Mr. Brighthall loves you so much he can¡¯t possibly still be


    involved with Charlene, Mrs. Brighthall.¡±


    Deirdre smiled. ¡°You don¡¯t know Brendan, Mrs. Engel.¡±


    He was capable of appeasing while maintaining a good rtionship with Charlene simultaneously. After


    all, he had done it before more than once.


    What caught her slightly by surprise was that Brendan was still being intimate with her, appeasing her,


    and behaving as if she was his only love in the mansion a moment ago, yet he made up an excuse


    about attending some important affair in the next moment so he could continue to get involved with


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    Mrs. Engel was at a loss for words while Deirdre held her hand in aforting manner.


    ¡°No worries. [ don¡¯t take it to heart.¡±


    She was only ying along as well.


    Afterward, she strolled the park for a while and encountered a group of people gossiping about


    Brendan and Charlene again.


    Those people were wondering when Brendan and Charlene would be married.


    It was rare for Deirdre to be a part of people''s gossip. She was asked if she would stand a chance at


    being promoted inapetition with another woman who looked like Brendan¡¯s ex- wife.


    ¡®Promoted?¡¯


    The word was unpleasant to the ears.


    Mrs. Engel was having trouble keeping calm upon hearing that, but there was nothing she could do.


    Meanwhile, Deirdre was calm andposed, but she did not continue to stroll anymore.


    It was getting dark.


    They returned just in time for dinner. Deirdre had her dinner bite by bite when she heard the heavy


    footstepsing from the outside.

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    Chapter 837


    Chapter 837 Do You Really Love Miss McKinnon?


    Brendan showed up at the door, appearing rather tired. His sharp eyebrows were tightly furrowed and


    only rxed ever so slightly at the sight of Deirdre having dinner quietly in the dining room. He walked


    over and ced the box in his hand on the table.


    ¡°Why are you having dinner sote?¡±


    Deirdre ignored the man¡¯s concerning inquiry and kept her head lowered to eat her meal.


    Brendan paid no attention to her reaction and opened the box. ¡°It''s a good time, though. Have a taste


    of the cake I bought you. I remember that you used to like this pastry shop¡¯s cake in the past.¡±


    He had waited in line for two hours. Otherwise, he would have returned earlier.


    He picked up one of the cake slices and ced it on Deirdre¡¯s te. She did not respond to that and


    got up after finishing her meal and headed upstairs.


    ¡°Deirdre?¡± Brendan furrowed his eyebrows and stretched out his hand to clutch the woman¡¯s wrist.


    Before he could say, ¡°What¡¯s going on with you?¡± Deirdre caught him off guard by freeing herself. Her


    eyes were calm but filled with faint hatred and disgust.


    ¡°Don¡¯t touch me.¡±


    Brendan was stunned when Deirdre flung away his hand. He had no idea why Deirdre would suddenly


    behave so differently when they were still sitting together intimately this afternoon.


    He calmed himself and thought about it. It seemed that there was no better exnation other than his


    late arrival.


    ¡°I¡¯m homete today because the pastry shop you like was packed with customers. I waited in a very


    long queue for two hours.¡±


    Deirdre wanted to apud him because he hade up with a good exnation.


    It was a parade of his love, but at the same time, it exined histeness. Had she not taken the stroll


    today out of a sudden inspiration, perhaps she would not have been able to see through the man¡¯s lie


    and would have epted the man¡¯s exnation as the truth.


    ¡°Did you wait in line for two hours, or did you engage in two hours of intimacy with someone else?¡±


    Deirdre found him filthy at the thought of him touching Charlene earlier.


    She would y along with Brendan but could not stand filthiness either.


    ¡°You''re the CEO of the Brighthall Group. Aren¡¯t you most skilled in utilizing my privilege? Even if you


    have to wait in line for two hours, someone would be willing to get you what you want out of respect if


    you just said so, right?¡±


    Brendan furrowed his eyebrows and found Deirdre¡¯s sarcastic remark unpleasant to his ears.


    ¡°I don¡¯t utilize my privilege in all circumstances. You used to wait in line to get me my favorite bagel for


    five hours, and I would like to experience what you went through.¡±


    Brendan took a deep breath. ¡°I acknowledge that I¡¯m homete tonight, and I won¡¯t do it again. Don¡¯t


    be angry.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s gaze dimmed. His remark sounded sincere. Perhaps she would have fallen for it had she not


    encountered the incident during dusk.


    ¡°Your time of arriving home is none of my business. You and I are not bound by anything, so I cannot


    restrict your freedom. I hope that you can respect me and set me free after the child is born.¡±


    Upon saying that, Deirdre headed upstairs, holding the handrail with great determination. She left


    Brendan to look at her departing silhouette.


    Brendan turned his head to look at the half-opened box and the untouched cake. He felt overwhelmed


    withplicated feelings in his heart.


    He was well aware of the barrier in his rtionship with Deirdre that existed from the start but did not


    expect the rtionship to be on the brink of a copse when they were still deeply lovey-dovey a


    moment ago.


    He believed that something must have happened. Meanwhile, Mrs. Engel, who had been feeling


    anxious in the kitchen all this time, walked out with hesitation in her expression.


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    ¡°Sir, there¡¯s something that I wonder if I should let you know despite being a subordinate...¡± She said in


    a troubled manner, ¡°Do you really love Miss McKinnon?¡±


    Brendan frowned. ¡°Why do you ask?¡±


    Mrs. Engel said, ¡°If you really love Miss McKinnon, why did you still get involved with Charlene? You


    even apanied Charlene to visit your mother this afternoon. Let alone Miss McKinnon, even I would


    feel displeased if I were in her ce.¡±

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    Chapter 838


    Chapter 838 Jealous Because of Him


    ¡®Visiting my mother with Charlene?¡¯


    Brendan¡¯s pupils constricted abruptly. ¡°Who told you that?¡± ¡°It¡¯s on the news. They reported that


    Charlene joined you to visit Madame Brighthall, and some photos have been posted online. Many


    people were discussing it when Mrs. Brighthall and I were strolling in the park this evening.¡±


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    Brendan¡¯s breathing was ragged. He immediately pulled out his phone to run a search and found the


    photos of him and Charlene at the door of the family mansion on the top search page, just as expected.


    It was apparent that the person was highly skilled in taking photos because Brendan was standing


    about one meter away from Charlene. Yet, he appeared to be hugging and chatting intimately with her


    in the photos.


    His icy cold expression was blurred on the photos on purpose, leaving only Charlene¡¯s joy and


    affectionate expression. Brendan clutched his phone tightly.


    ¡°Charlene¡­¡± ¡®No wonder she showed up there! No wonder¡­¡¯


    Mrs. Engel cowered at the sight of Brendan¡¯s sudden, unpleasant expression. ¡°Mr. Brighthall¡­¡±


    Brendan was jolted back to reality and informed Mrs. Engel, ¡°Don¡¯t take Mrs.


    Brighthall outside in theing days and try to lessen her television based multimedia as well.¡±


    Mrs. Engel nodded and thought, ¡®Even if I don¡¯t take Mrs. Brighthall out, I think she won¡¯t be bothered


    to go out anymore. After all, no one wants to be criticized by others if one is going to be demoted to a


    mistress when going out.¡¯


    Upon saying that, Brendan turned off his phone. He could not be bothered about his news being the


    top search article online because his current focus was to gain Deirdre¡¯s trust.


    He headed upstairs and stood before Deirdre¡¯s room. He was preparing to open the door and enter the


    room when he discovered that the door was already locked from the inside.


    Brendan found it rather ridiculous.


    ¡®The woman has quite a temper.¡¯ At the same time, he felt a tinge of sweetness.


    It signified that she cared about him interacting with Charlene, at the very least. She was jealous


    because of him.


    Brendan found that adorable but did not want her to be angry for a long time for fear that her health


    would be affected. Thus, he opened the door soon enough.


    Deirdrey on the bed and turned her head to the side when she heard the door opening. Anger


    emerged on her beautiful face. ¡°How did you get in?¡±


    Brendan ced down the key and said, ¡°I have a spare key to every room, just in case.¡±


    Deirdre was stunned for a moment. Soon afterward, she sneered. ¡°I¡¯ve forgotten that this is your home


    while I don¡¯t deserve any privacy because I¡¯m under house arrest.¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t say that.¡± Brendan furrowed his eyebrows and walked toward the woman step by step. ¡°This is


    not just my home but yours too. This is our home.¡±


    Deirdre found Brendan¡¯s remark unusually amusing.


    ¡®You really spare no effort in ensuring that the child is born safely. You used to act as if you would die if


    you had to show your concern, yet you¡¯re so capable of lying without remorse now.¡±


    ¡°How can you tell I must be lying and not speaking out of sincerity?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s gaze was filled with mockery. ¡°How can I not?¡±


    Brendan was well aware of what Deirdre meant. He made his way to the side of the bed and sat down


    so he could see the woman at eye level. ¡± Deirdre, believe me when I say that I didn¡¯t do anything that


    is unfaithful to you.


    ¡°Charlene intentionallymissioned someone to take the photos and bump the article to Google


    Trends today to fulfill her goal. We just bumped into each other briefly at the entrance and spoke to


    each other during that period¡­¡±


    Brendan¡¯s gaze dimmed instantly, and he said, ¡°It was less than three minutes.¡± ¡°Less than three


    minutes?¡± Deirdre sneered. ¡°Brendan, do you think that I can be so easily deceived? You two were at


    the entrance of the family mansion, yet only chatted for three minutes? Do you think I¡¯ve forgotten


    everything you did to me in the past for Charlene?¡±

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    Chapter 839


    Chapter 839 Meet the Parents


    Brendan¡¯s gaze dimmed when he remembered his past actions.


    ¡°I was too foolish in the past, and I won¡¯t do it again from now on.¡±


    Deirdre appeared to be caught in a daze for a moment. Brendan spoke in such a serious tone she had


    almost mistaken him for someone else. He would actually acknowledge his past foolishness. ¡®Doesn¡¯t


    Brendan always act like he¡¯s high above others and no one canpare to him? Is he pocketing his


    pride willingly to appease me because of the child?*


    Deirdre was in disbelief.


    Brendan held her hand tightly in his palm. ¡°I know it will be very hard for you to trust me within a short


    period, but I¡¯m telling the truth. Charlene and I only bumped into each other at the entrance, and we


    didn¡¯t even enter the family mansion together.


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    After all, it would have been inappropriate for her to be there when I discussed today¡¯s topic of


    conversation with my mother.¡± ¡®Topic of conversation?¡¯


    Deirdre looked up.


    Brendan knew that her interest would be piqued. He looked at her for a long time before focusing on


    her abdomen. ¡°I talked to my mother about your pregnancy.¡±


    Deirdre was astounded.


    Brendan inquired closely, ¡°If Charlene and I were visiting the family mansion together as you imagined,


    I must have feelings for her, so would I still talk to my mother about your pregnancy in her witness?¡±


    As soon as those words were uttered, Deirdre was at a loss. She was under the assumption that


    Brendan wanted it all, that he wanted to be with Charlene, yet he wanted to stabilize her.


    But if Brendan was telling the truth, why would he bring up the topic of her pregnancy?


    ¡°Are you telling the truth?¡± ¡®The whole truth.¡± Brendan held her head and let her feel his extended


    fingers in the oath hand gesture. ¡°Deirdre, I will die a tragic death if I lie to you and won¡¯t be able to gain


    your love for the rest of my life-¡± ¡®That¡¯s enough.¡±


    Deirdre stretched out her hand to block the man¡¯s thin lips. Her gaze was still.


    He would never gain her love.


    Brendan was joyous on a rare asion. He parted his thin lips and nibbled on the woman¡¯s fingertip.


    ¡°You feel for me.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s ears flushed from embarrassment. She had no idea why Brendan was behaving this way.


    He was cunning and hard to resist. She felt as if the temperature of his eyes would melt her if she were


    toe closer.


    Brendan seized the opportunity to wrap his arms around her. Their breathing intertwined, and his gaze


    dimmed. ¡°I know the situation is unfair to you, and that is why I¡¯m going to give you the oue you


    deserve.¡±


    Deirdre did not understand what Brendan was referring to when he mentioned the oue initially.


    However, the next day arrived soon, and Brendan arranged for a ride and told her to get changed.


    ¡°Where are we going?¡± ¡®The family mansion,¡± Brendan said calmly despite Deirdre¡¯s surprised


    expression.


    ¡®You¡¯re pregnant with a Brighthall, and my mother is the child¡¯s grandmother. You¡¯re bound to meet my


    mother sooner orter. I was afraid you couldn¡¯t take it earlier, so I didn¡¯t bring this up. The top search


    post yesterday came at a good time to create a proper opportunity.¡±


    ¡°Have you lost your mind!?¡± Deirdre calmed down after feeling shocked. ¡± Do you know the significance


    of your action?¡±


    ¡®Yes.¡± Brendan¡¯s gaze never left Deirdre for even a moment. ¡°My real intention is exactly as you think it


    is.¡± ¡°Are you telling the truth?¡± ¡®The whole truth.¡± Brendan held her head and let her feel his extended


    fingers in the oath hand gesture.


    ¡°Deirdre, I will die a tragic death if I lie to you and won¡¯t be able to gain your love for the rest of my life-¡±


    ¡®That¡¯s enough.¡±


    Deirdre stretched out her hand to block the man¡¯s thin lips. Her gaze was still. He would never gain her


    love.


    Brendan was joyous on a rare asion. He parted his thin lips and nibbled on the woman¡¯s fingertip.


    ¡®You feel for me.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s ears flushed from embarrassment. She had no idea why Brendan was behaving this way.


    He was cunning and hard to resist. She felt as if the temperature of his eyes would melt her if she were


    toe closer.


    Brendan seized the opportunity to wrap his arms around her. Their breathing intertwined, and his gaze


    dimmed. ¡°I know the situation is unfair to you, and that is why I¡¯m going to give you the oue you


    deserve.¡±


    Deirdre did not understand what Brendan was referring to when he mentioned the oue initially.


    However, the next day arrived soon, and Brendan arranged for a ride and told her to get changed.


    ¡®Where are we going?¡±


    ¡®The family mansion,¡± Brendan said calmly despite Deirdre¡¯s surprised expression. ¡®You¡¯re pregnant


    with a Brighthall, and my mother is the child¡¯s grandmother. You¡¯re bound to meet my mother sooner or


    later. I was afraid you couldn¡¯t take it earlier, so I didn¡¯t bring this up. The top search post yesterday


    came at a good time to create a proper opportunity.¡±


    ¡°Have you lost your mind!?¡± Deirdre calmed down after feeling shocked. ¡± Do you know the significance


    of your action?¡±


    ¡®Yes.¡± Brendan¡¯s gaze never left Deirdre for even a moment. ¡°My real intention is exactly as you think it


    is.¡±


    Deirdre furrowed her eyebrows and felt like she was under immense pressure. She wanted to speak,


    but Brendan seemed to sense that she was about to say something, so he stopped her before she


    could speak.


    ¡®You don¡¯t need to tell me that you¡¯ll be leaving after the child is born. I¡¯m well aware that you¡¯ll be


    leaving for real after the child is born, and I respect your decision. However, I have the freedom to give


    you what I want you to have before that.¡±


    ¡®Give me what you want me to have?¡¯


    Deirdre was stunned.


    ¡®A proper identity for me?¡¯


    ¡°Get changed. The car is already waiting at the door, and I¡¯ve also notified my mother.¡±

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    Chapter 840


    Chapter 840 Everyone Is Here, Even the One Who Shouldn¡¯t Come Is Here as Well


    ¡®You¡¯re finally here, Miss McKinnon! It¡¯s very windy today, so Madame Brighthall can¡¯te. As such,


    she sent us in ce to wee you.¡±


    As soon as the servant finished the sentence, the person next to her elbowed her and said, ¡°Miss


    McKinnon?¡± ¡°Ah, alright.¡± The servant was enlightened and said smilingly,


    ¡°Wee home, Mrs. Brighthall.¡±


    Deirdre appeared to be caught in a daze. Her breathing quickened when she heard the term of


    address, and she had no idea how she felt about that. It was possible she did not expect the servants


    in the family mansion would still address her as they did in the past after so many years.


    There was a praiseful look in Brendan¡¯s dark eyes. He wrapped his arm around Deirdre¡¯s shoulder and


    said, ¡°It¡¯s very windy today. We should go inside.¡±


    Deirdre nodded and was led into the backyard. Before she reached the living room, she heard the


    servant in the house saying, ¡°Don¡¯t worry, madame. Mr. Brighthall is with Mrs. Brighthall, and they¡¯re


    coming soon. Just wait at the door for a short moment. It¡¯s very windy outside. We don¡¯t want you to


    catch a cold on a joyful day like this, right?¡±


    ¡®You¡¯re right¡­¡± Madame Brighthall said in a slightly shaky voice, ¡°I¡¯m just overjoyed. How do I look


    today? Do I look like apetent mother-inw?¡±


    The servant chuckled and said, ¡°Madame, don¡¯t forget that Mrs. Brighthall is blind. However, I¡¯m sure


    that Mrs. Brighthall can feel your sincerity.¡±


    ¡®You¡¯re a sweet talker.¡±


    Deirdre stood in the same spot and felt as if she had traveled back in time.


    Meanwhile, the servant leading them walked into the house and informed Madame Brighthall.


    ¡°Mrs. Brighthall is here!¡±


    Madame Brighthall immediately stood up and made her way to the door. She looked at Deirdre, who


    stood a few meters away from the door, and felt a wave of emotions washing over her.


    The wounds on the woman¡¯s face had healed, and her face was restored to how she looked previously.


    She had actually mistaken someone else for Deirdre after spending close to two years with Deirdre and


    felt bad.


    ¡°Deirdre¡­¡± Madame Brighthall was feeling uneasy, so she hastily called out to Brendan. ¡°What are you


    doing there? Bring Deirdre inside, quick. She¡¯s pregnant, and it¡¯s very windy out there. What if she


    catches a cold?¡±


    Brendan took Deirdre inside while Madame Brighthall said hastily, ¡°Where is the soup I made? Serve it


    to Deirdre so she can have a taste.¡±


    She bustled around the house just like she did in the past, only that she was ridden with guilt and


    reservation.


    Brendan leaned close to Deirdre and nibbled on her ear. ¡°This is the first time I¡¯m seeing my mother so


    nervous yet trying to please you. It seems that she has learned her lesson. Will you show your


    magnanimity and forgive her?¡±


    Deirdre was amused.


    She did not care about what Madame Brighthall had done to her at all and had already forgiven her.


    However, she could not forgive him. She did notment much in the end but said, ¡°Apart from this


    being a trivial matter from the start, I shouldn¡¯t make a fuss with a senior member of the family anyway.¡±


    Brendan¡¯s dark eyes were filled with gentleness. He lowered his head and caressed her hair.


    The servants blushed upon seeing their intimate interaction and were overjoyed.


    ¡®This is how the real Mr. and Mrs. Brighthall should act, and not¡­¡¯ ¡®Yikes, have Ie at a bad time


    today?¡±


    All of a sudden, a woman¡¯s smiling voice was hearding from the door.


    Everyone looked over and found Charlene at the door-she was meticulously dressed.


    The servants¡¯ expressions changed drastically.


    Who let Charlene in?


    Brendan¡¯s expression turned solemn as well. Deirdre was the only person who was calm as usual, as if


    Charlene was a stranger to her.


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    She knew that Charlene would not tolerate this in view of her personality.


    This would happen sooner orter.


    ¡°Miss McKinney¡­ Today-¡± ¡°I know.¡± Charlene interrupted the servant smilingly and said, ¡°It¡¯s not very


    appropriate for me toe today. I didn¡¯t expect the family mansion to be so crowded. Everyone is


    here. Even the one who shouldn¡¯te is here as well.¡±

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    Chapter 841


    Chapter 841 A Visitor Should Be Treated With Courtesy


    ¡®Everyone is here. Even the one who shouldn¡¯te is here¡­¡¯


    There was a profound meaning behind her remark: ¡®Who should be here and who shouldn¡¯t?¡¯


    Brendan¡¯s expression turned solemn. He was about to speak when Charlene said smilingly, ¡°Look at all


    of you. I¡¯m saying that I shouldn¡¯t havee today. I didn¡¯t know, and it is such a coincidence.


    However, since I¡¯m already here, we should have a meal together, right?¡±


    Charlene behaved shamelessly as if she was oblivious to the fact that no one in the house weed


    her presence.


    Meanwhile, Madame Brighthall walked out in a haste with the chicken soup she had made. ¡°Deirdre,


    this is the soup I had when I was pregnant with Brendan. My body was weak at the time, so I drank this


    every day-¡±


    Her voice stopped abruptly.


    Madame Brighthall¡¯s expression changed drastically upon seeing Charlene at the door.


    Charlene moved closer with a gentle expression. ¡°Madame Brighthall, look at you.


    Why are you carrying something so heavy when your health is so poor?¡±


    Madame Brighthall looked at Brendan and then at Charlene. She did not make any remark to get rid of


    the uninvited guest due to her cultured mannerism, but she spoke in a colder tone. ¡®What brings you


    here?¡±


    Charlene took over the soup Madame Brighthall made and said, ¡°I realized that I hadn¡¯t paid you a visit


    in a long time now that I¡¯m free these days. Imissioned a renowned doctor on purpose, and I


    brought the doctor¡¯s prescription with me. Let¡¯s see if it¡¯s good to treat your condition.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s fine.¡± Madame Brighthall expressed her uneasiness.


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    ¡°I know my health well and that no medicine is effective on me.¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t say that, Madame Brighthall. You¡¯re going to live a long life. Brendan and I are going to take care


    of you properly for a long time in the future.¡±


    The house¡¯s atmosphere turned icy cold abruptly when she made the remark.


    Deirdre was pregnant, so everyone had set their minds on her being Mrs. Brighthall.


    They put on the show today to wee her into the party, yet Charlene suddenly showed up and made


    such a remark.


    Quite a number of servants expressed their awkwardness.


    Deirdre was calm andposed when she broke the silence. ¡°Madame, is the soup ready?¡±


    ¡°Yes, it¡¯s ready!¡± Madame Brighthall took back the soup and found a spoon for Deirdre to have a taste.


    During that time, she took a brief nce at Brendan. Brendan¡¯s dark eyes were solemn and still. Yet,


    he did not take any action but indulged Charlene on purpose.


    Charlene smirked and circled past the servants to make her way to the sofa.


    ¡®What a jolly scene. Did you prepare the soup by yourself, Madame Brighthall?¡±


    Madame Brighthall did not hate Charlene, but she was not fond of her.


    However, Charlene had always treated her rather well. There was a saying that a visitor should be


    treated courteously, so Madame Brighthall could not turn a blind eye to Charlene.


    ¡°I made it myself.¡±


    Charlene took a seat without showing any courtesy. ¡°Really? Can I get a taste too? I¡¯ve never tasted


    your cooking before, Madame Brighthall.¡±


    Before Madame Brighthall consented, Charlene ordered the servant, ¡°Get me a bowl.¡±


    The servant epted the task hesitantly.


    Charlene retrieved the prescription and said, ¡°Oh right, Madame Brighthall. Imissioned someone


    to get this prescription. The doctor is highly skilled in managing heart conditions and gave a


    prescription very soon after learning about your condition. He imed you¡¯ll see the effect in less than


    a month.¡±


    Madame Brighthall extended her hand to take it. ¡°Ah¡­ Thank you?¡± ¡°Why are you being so courteous


    with me, Madame Brighthall? Are you going to keep a distance just because Miss McKinnon is


    pregnant?¡±


    Charlene blinked innocently. ¡°I understand, but you don¡¯t need to be such a stranger either, Madame


    Brighthall. Since Miss McKinnon has chosen to return to Brendan, I believe that something must have


    happened and that she is mentally prepared for what¡¯s toe. Is that right, Miss McKinnon?¡±


    Madame Brighthall¡¯s expression turned unpleasant.


    Deirdre had consumed half a bowl of soup and turned a deaf ear to the provocative remark. She said,


    ¡°The soup tastes great, but there¡¯s just too much scum in there. It will most certainly taste better without


    the excessive scum.¡±

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    Chapter 842


    Chapter 842 Two-Timer


    Deirdre¡¯s words also had a hidden meaning, and Charlene¡¯s expression changed.


    Meanwhile, Madame Brighthall could not refrain from speaking after noticing


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    Brendan¡¯sck of action.


    ¡°Charlene, thank you so much for getting the prescription. How much money did you spend? I¡¯ll get the


    butler to wire the money to your ount. We shall not keep you for the gathering today any longer.¡±


    She was keeping her distance from Charlene through her remark.


    Charlene clenched her fists so tightly that her nails dug into her flesh and loathed the woman on the


    sofa deep into her bones. She smiled and said,¡± Alright then, I understand that I¡¯m not wee here,


    so I won¡¯t stay any longer. I¡¯ll leave after I finish the soup.¡±


    She savored the taste of the soup slowly as if she was attempting to stay longer on purpose. The


    servants went ahead with their chores while Madame Brighthall seized the opportunity to speak in


    private with Brendan. Her meticulously-cared face was filled with confusion and anger.


    ¡®What is going on with you, Brendan!? Why are you still involved with Charlene now that you¡¯ve


    reconciled with Deirdre? Don¡¯t tell me that you¡¯re still going to be a two timer as you did in the past!¡±


    Brendan¡¯s dark eyes were filled with emotions that one could not distinguish. Hisexpression was


    nonchnt, but his gaze turned dimmer when he looked at the two women seated on the sofa.


    ¡°Mother, I have my own reasons. Please, don¡¯t inquire anymore.¡±


    Madame Brighthall furrowed her eyebrows and said, ¡°I understand that you have your own


    considerations as well. I wasn¡¯t nning on concerning myself with your affairs ever since that incident,


    but I¡¯m warning you not to disappoint Deirdre again.¡±


    Her breathing was irregr. ¡®You made so many mistakes in the past that it¡¯s already beyond


    magnanimous that Deirdre is willing to forgive you. She¡¯s also pregnant with your child now. If you hurt


    her again, I won¡¯t forgive you even if I¡¯m your mother.¡±


    ¡°I won¡¯t.¡± Brendan gazed after the back of Deirdre¡¯s figure and said in a soft yet determined voice, ¡°I will


    eradicate all her obstacles so she won¡¯t have any apprehensions from now on.¡±


    Meanwhile, on the sofa¡­


    After taking a sip, Charlene ced down the bowl of soup and stared at Deirdre with a mocking


    expression. ¡°I didn¡¯t expect you to be so tolerant that you¡¯re willing to be a mistress just so you can be


    with Brendan, Miss McKinnon.¡±


    Deirdre was calm and nonchnt. ¡°I¡¯m only learning from the past you, Miss McKinney. Moreover,


    haven¡¯t you noticed how the people here are treating you? They behave as if you¡¯re the mistress who¡¯s


    ruining someone¡¯s family while I am Brendan¡¯s ex-wife who has reconciled our rtionship.¡± ¡®You¡­¡±


    Charlene¡¯s expression turned solemn quickly.


    Everyone here treated her in a manner as if she was an outsider. She had spent four years appeasing


    them, yet her effort was not enough topare to Deirdre¡¯s pregnancy announcement.


    Charlene gnashed her teeth, feeling extremely recalcitrant in her heart.


    Then, she behaved as if she had remembered something and smiled. ¡°I¡¯m truly envious of your


    confidence, Miss McKinnon. Do you really think that you have a firm hold over Brendan just because


    you¡¯re pregnant? It seems that Brendan has yet to tell you about the situation.¡± ¡®The situation?*


    Deirdre furrowed her eyebrows at Charlene¡¯s remark with a hidden meaning. She looked up but could


    only see the outline of the woman.


    ¡°What do you mean?¡±


    Charlene smiled. ¡°Don¡¯t worry, Miss McKinnon. You¡¯ll know soon enough. I just hope that you can still


    be as calm, cool, and confident about your identity and values by then.¡±


    She stood up. ¡°Oh right, I forgot to mention something to you, Miss


    McKinnon. I don¡¯t know if you saw the article taking the top of Google Trends, the one about Brendan


    and me, yesterday. I just want to let you know that my name and Brendan¡¯s are still on the top search


    page. If he really cares about you, will he still ignore public opinion without any concern for your


    feelings?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s smile faded while Charlene smirked proudly.

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    Chapter 843 Everything She Said Is Fake


    Meanwhile, Madame Brighthall and Brendan returned from their conversation in private.


    Charlene was not nning to stay longer since her goal had been achieved. She tucked a strand of


    hair behind her ear and said, ¡°Since I came at the wrong time, I shall make a move first. I¡¯lle and


    visit you again another day, Madame Brighthall.¡±


    Madame Brighthall nodded uneasily. Charlene walked away for two steps before she turned around


    and stared at Brendan with gentle eyes. ¡°I¡¯ll wait for you, Brendan.¡±


    Brendan stared at Charlene without any expression on his face. Charlene smiled and left. The house¡¯s


    atmosphere turned awkward all at once.


    It was Madame Brighthall who broke the silence first. ¡°How do you find the soup, Deirdre? It has been a


    few years since I cooked personally, so I don¡¯t know if my cooking skill has deteriorated.¡±


    Deirdre restrained the emotions in her eyes.


    ¡®The soup you cook tastes scrumptious. I enjoy it very much, Madame Brighthall.¡±


    She felt alienated by Deirdre¡¯s address of ¡®Madame Brighthall¡¯ so she could not refrain from holding


    Deirdre¡¯s hands. ¡°If you don¡¯t mind, you may address me as ¡®Aunt Brighthall¡¯. After you¡¯ve given birth to


    the child, you can have your wedding with Brendan, and then you may call me something else.¡±


    Deirdre forced a smile and nodded in agreement, but she did not attempt to tter


    Madame Brighthall.


    Brendan walked over and wrapped his arms around the woman when Madame


    Brighthall headed to the kitchen. ¡°What did Charlene say to you?¡±


    Before Deirdre could answer, Brendan said, ¡°Don¡¯t believe anything she said. It¡¯s all fake.¡±


    Deirdre smiled, pulled back her hands without changing her expression, and said,


    ¡°How can you be so sure that what she said is all fake when you don¡¯t even know what we talked


    about?¡±


    Brendan furrowed his eyebrows. ¡°Nothing good everes from a woman like her.¡±


    Deirdre found it ridiculous and raised her head to look at him. ¡°Charlene said that your names are still


    disyed on the top of Google Trends for others to envy until now. Is that real or fake?¡±


    ¡°I-¡±


    ¡°Stop flirting around there, both of you. The meals are already served.Come and eat quickly.¡±


    Madame Brighthall walked out of the kitchen and urged them in a gentle voice.


    Deirdre walked over in advance, and she was helped to her seat by the servant.


    Madame Brighthall constantly reminded Deirdre to take care of herself and her child throughout the


    meal. She parted unwillingly with Deirdre in the evening and gazed after the departing Brendan and


    Deirdre as they got into the car.


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    During the journey, Brendan struck up a conversation on purpose while Deirdre was calm. She did not


    refuse to engage in conversations but was not enthusiastic either. In reality, her mind was filled with


    what Charleen had said before she left.


    She wondered what was all about the matter Charlene had brought up. It did not sound like she had


    made it up, judging by the arrogance in her tone. Could it be that Brendan was hiding something from


    her?


    She was caught in a daze, so Brendan assumed she was still thinking about the top search article. He


    exined, ¡°Don¡¯t be angry. My act of not dismissing the article is not because of her.¡±


    Deirdre recovered from her surprise and cast him a look.


    ¡°If you didn¡¯t do it for her, why didn¡¯t you get rid of her today?¡± Deirdre smiled Nonchntly.


    She did not mind, but it did not mean she was a fool.


    If Brendan was telling the truth about him not having feelings for Charlene, why would he turn a deaf


    ear to her provocative remarks in the family mansion earlier?


    Brendan figured out from her expression it was something else. He pulled Deirdre into his arms and


    over his thighs, studied the woman¡¯s slightly astonished expression, and his gaze was tainted with a


    tinge of affection.¡± Are you jealous?¡±


    Deirdre was expressionless when she said, ¡°Is that possible?¡±


    Brendan¡¯s dark eyes turned solemn. Deirdre shoved him away and said calmly, ¡°Brendan Brighthall,


    you should understand very well the reason we¡¯re together. It is you who forced it on me, and you are


    the one that wants the child. On the other hand, it is already magnanimous of me to give my consent. I


    don¡¯t know if you really have feelings for me or if you just find me intriguing, but I don¡¯t care.¡±

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    Chapter 844 If I Can Destroy Deirdre


    ¡°However, I¡¯m extremely disgusted that you are with me but still get yourself involved with Charlene at


    the same time.¡±


    Deirdre furrowed her eyebrows. It was apparent that she was still thinking about the scene of Charlene


    in the family mansion earlier.


    ¡°I won¡¯t.¡± Brendan immediately stated his true intention clearly. There was only sincerity left on his


    wlessly handsome face. ¡°From the moment I decided to be Kyran, I had already made up my


    mind to only love you in my heart and no one else.¡±


    Deirdre wanted to ask, ¡°If that is the case, why are you still deeply involved with Charlene now?¡± Yet,


    she could not bring herself to speak.


    She knew that Brendan was incapable of answering that question for sure.


    At the thought of Charlene¡¯s meaningful remark before she left, Deirdre asked, ¡°Are you hiding


    something from me, Brendan?¡±


    Brendan¡¯s eyes turned solemn. He thought about the injury on his shoulder and also¡­ He tucked a


    strand of Deirdre¡¯s hair behind her ear and answered nonchntly, ¡°No, don¡¯t let your mind wander.¡±


    Deirdre nodded, her gaze still. She hoped that Charlene was only making blind conjectures.


    Charlene was picked up by a car soon after she left.


    Connor asked while he drove, ¡°How is the situation?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯ve already passed the prescription to that old hag.¡± Charlene¡¯s eyes were glistening with hatred. She


    clenched her fists tightly at the thought of those people¡¯s unweing, discriminative gazes toward her


    in the family mansion earlier and Madame Brighthall¡¯s demeanor.


    ¡°I was still feeling slightly hesitant in the beginning. I thought that she might take my side at the very


    least, but I didn¡¯t expect my hard work to please her for so many years to be wasted. As soon as


    Deirdre is back, she tries to get rid of me!¡±


    Connor smiled and said, ¡°So, you should know who your friend is. If you don¡¯t put in more hard work,


    everything you have now, including Brendan and your position as Mrs. Brighthall, will leave you bit by


    bit.¡±


    Charlene gnashed her teeth and said, ¡°I will abide by you, but¡­¡±


    Charlene remembered something and turned her head to the side. ¡°Is the article still up now?¡±


    ¡°Yes, it¡¯s still at the top of Google Trends. I¡¯ve already paid quite a number of Inte ghostwriters to


    postments about Brendan and you being a match made in heaven. It will certainly stir up a huge


    commotion when the situation hase to an end.¡±


    ¡®Yet, don¡¯t you think that Brendan would have already gotten rid of the article if this were his past self?¡±


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    Charlene lowered her eyes, her expression betraying her mixed feelings.


    Perhaps Brendan did still have some feelings for her but treated her coldly because of


    Deirdre¡¯s child. ¡®Am I really willing to go to the extremes with him? If I destroy


    Brendan, perhaps I won¡¯t even be able to be Mrs. Brighthall, and Brendan will end up hating me


    for the rest of his life¡­¡¯


    ¡®What¡¯s on your mind?¡± A tinge of disgust shed past Connor¡¯s eyes upon sensing Charlene¡¯s


    hesitation and uncertainty.


    ¡®This woman is still dreaming at this point.¡¯


    ¡°Don¡¯t forget that Brendan will never take an extra nce at you as long as Deirdre is still around.¡±


    ¡°I know.¡± A strange look shed past Charlene¡¯s expression. ¡°Will I be able to be Mrs. Brighthall


    officially if I can destroy Deirdre?¡±


    The next morning, Deirdre was awakened by the noise from downstairs. She felt the bed on her left.


    The man was gone, and not even his warmth could be felt.


    She yawned and opened the door to smell a burnt, fishy stench. She furrowed her eyebrows and


    headed downstairs, where the noise from the kitchen grew louder.


    ¡°Brendan?¡± Deirdre was confused by the moving figure in the kitchen.¡± What are you cooking in the


    kitchen?¡±


    Brendan hastily turned off the stove and shut the lid. ¡°Why are you awake?¡±

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    Chapter 845 Mr. Brighthall Wants It All to Himself


    ¡°How was I supposed to stay asleep after the racket you made? Besides, what are you making?


    Because something is definitely burning.¡±


    ¡°Nothing.¡± Brendan wore a self-conscious expression, not unlike a thief. In fact, he quickly put the


    me on Mrs. Engel.


    ¡°It was Mrs. Engel! She forgot to turn off the stove before she left, and I smelled it burn. It¡¯s basically


    coal now.¡± Deirdre was skeptical. Mrs. Engel would never do something so careless.


    ¡± Oh, really? Or were you trying to y chef again?¡±


    Brendan knew his lie wasing apart in real-time, so he just told the truth. ¡°Fine. I asked my mom for


    the recipe for the chicken soup she made for you yesterday because you seem to like it. I thought


    maybe I should make one for you every day. But¡­ I didn¡¯t expect cooking to be so hard.¡±


    Deirdre was stunned. Amusement crept into her face. ¡°Why are you so obsessed with something you¡¯re


    not cut out to do?¡±


    Brendan looked down, his eyes transfixed on her slightly plump lips. ¡°It¡¯s not an obsession or anything.


    I just¡­ want to do more for you.¡±


    Deirdre took a sharp breath and rolled her eyes. ¡°You¡¯re doing more for me by not adding to my


    troubles, okay?¡±


    She jostled him aside and headed toward the kitchen. ¡°Are there any cooking ingredients left?¡± ¡°Not


    much left.¡± Surprise flitted through Brendan¡¯s eyes. ¡°You¡¯re going to cook?¡± ¡°What else am I gonna do


    after you make the entire house smell like a fire department¡¯s calling? Honestly, if you can¡¯t make it,


    don¡¯t fake it!¡±


    Though Deirdre¡¯s annoyance was in to see, Brendan relished it.


    Somehow, it dispelled every trouble in his mind. He threw his arms around Deirdre¡¯s waist from behind


    her and grazed her neck with his lips. ¡°I really wish we could live like this now and forever, Dee.¡±


    Deirdre froze. Then, she countered sharply, ¡°How about you talk about this after you do something


    about Charlene?¡±


    She pushed out of his arms. ¡°What else is left?¡±


    Brendan scanned the lone b of meat at the counter and answered, ¡°We still have some chicken.¡±


    ¡°Chicken?¡±


    ¡°Yeap. And it will be delivered shortly.¡± He pulled out his phone and called Sam.


    ¡°Buy a chicken home within half an hour.¡±


    Sam wailed to himself as the call ended. How was he supposed to get to the mansion within half an


    hour? Still, dutypelled him to immediately make his way to the nearest market.


    Deirdre shot an usatory look at Brendan. So¡­ he was not even going to hide the fact that he was


    lying now, huh?


    Brendan acted as though he did nothing wrong. ¡°I¡¯m just saying, we have the right ingredient to make


    some creamy chicken mushroom soup.¡±


    Deirdre left him hanging. Lucky for her, cleaning up the kitchen was itself a perfect chore for someone


    to perform when they wanted to pointedly ignore someone.


    Brendan helped a little, and half an hourter, Sam finally showed up at the doorstep with Brendan¡¯s


    chicken.


    Brendan was displeased. ¡°You¡¯rete.¡±


    ¡°Sir, I came from-¡±


    ¡°Excuses.¡±


    Deirdre shot Brendan a look and decided to help Sam out of his pickle.¡± Did you manage to grab


    something before all this rush? If not, stay here for a bit. Once the chicken mushroom soup is done,


    you can have some too.¡±


    Sam, admittedly, missed Deirder¡¯s cooking, so he nodded straight away. Before he could vocalize his


    intent, though, Brendan suddenly interjected.¡± No. He has work to do.¡±


    Sam froze. Work? When?


    Brendan saw through his confusion and pressed on. ¡°Have you found the mole, Sam? How did that


    person get hurt? Has your investigation revealed anything yet? I don¡¯t pay you to enjoy life drinking


    chicken soup.¡±


    ¡°But¡­¡± Sam faltered.


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    He realized it now-Mr. Brighthall wanted the whole thing to himself. If he refused to y ball now, he


    would doom himself into joining Brendan¡¯s hit list over a stupid bowl of soup.

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    Chapter 846 What If I Give Myself to You...


    As Reparation? "Oh, he¡¯s right, Miss McKinnon! I just remembered that I have a lot of work cut out for


    me. I guess I can only try your cooking some other time."


    With that, Sam left.


    Brendan turned to Deirdre¡¯s deadpanned stare and said cidly, "He knows he¡¯s too busy to quietly


    and slowly enjoy these simple things in life. I¡¯ll have to do."


    Of course, Deirdre knew Brendan had threatened Sam into leaving.


    "It¡¯s a big pot of soup, for crying out loud. Can you finish it by yourself?"


    "I can," Brendan replied under his breath.


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    "If you¡¯re the one who made it, then I''ll drink it all." Deirdre thought Brendan was exaggerating, but it


    turned out he made do with his promise, after all.


    It even shocked Mrs.Engel by the time she returned to the mansion.


    Brendan was not known for his appetite, which had only grown smaller after his injuries.


    Deirdre drank about half of her own portion and believed that there was nothing especially delicious


    about her soup, anyway.


    Brendan pulled her into his arms when they were done and said, "Let¡¯s do it again next time."


    Deirdre feigned a re.


    "Am I your cook?"


    He bit her fingertip.


    "Let me make it for you instead if that upsets you.I¡¯m sure I¡¯ve more or less learned how to make it after


    watching you."


    "Pass."


    Deirdre still felt her body trembling in fear whenever she thought of the soup Brendan made.She would


    rather starve herself than drink a drop of his stuff.


    "I''ll make it if it means nobody gets poisoned today."


    Brendan looked moved, but the twinkle in his eyes quickly dimmed.


    Gazing into her eyes, he said, "How am I supposed to make it up for you? Maybe I should give the rest


    of my life to you as reparation.That way, I can treat you and our child right."


    He smoothed her hair with his fingers, and his silent vow sounded almost too sincere.


    Deirdre froze and felt her heart surprisingly heating up.She turned away.


    "Dream on, Brendan Brighthall.I¡¯m never falling into your trap anymore."


    The days passed.


    Brendan¡¯s work seemed to have caught up with him¡ªhe would often stay in his study for the entire


    day.


    Mind- numbing ennui had begun to torment Deirdre, so she told Mrs.Engel she wanted to go out for a


    change of scenery.


    Mrs.Engel replied hesitantly, "Let me ask Mr.Brighthall first, okay?"


    Deirdre nodded.


    The man was the master of this house, after all.


    Mrs.Engel made her way upstairs.


    A momentter, Brendan walked out of his study and tucked a lock of Deirdre¡¯s hair behind her ear.


    "Wanna go out?"


    "It¡¯s boring to stay at home for the whole day.Besides, I think I might have been eating a lot more


    lately.My clothes are starting to feel a little too tight."


    Brendan considered the woman¡¯s body.


    She used to be so petite, but now, she looked much healthier and plumper.


    He controlled his impulse to feel her and nodded.


    Those viral searches and the discourses they brought should have died down considerably for the past


    two days, right? Deirdre would be fine.


    "What time are youing back?"


    "About 4:00 or 5:00 p.m., maybe.I won''t take long."


    "Okay."


    Brendan leaned forward and grazed her lips with his own.


    "I''m in the middle of something, so I won¡¯t be able to keep youpany.Call me when you''re done,


    okay? I''ll take you home."


    "Okay."


    Brendan turned to the older woman and told her to be mindful of the crowd.The two of them left.


    Mrs.Engel found the entire exchange quite amusing, so she remarked, "You know, Mr.Brighthall


    seemed to be in the middle of a meeting when I went inside.It was so serious and grim there! Then I


    told him it was about you, and he instantly closed hisptop like the whole meeting was dismissed!"


    Deirdre imagined Brendan, in his most presidential manner behind the desk, suddenly breaking


    character because Mrs.Engel walked into his study.


    It felt soical the corner of her lips curled.

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    Chapter 847 Henry Walker Went to Jail on the 17th


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    It took Deirdre shaking out of her stupor to realize she had been smiling.It stunned her.


    Was she...falling in love with Brendan? Again? "Miss McKinnon? We¡¯re here," said Mrs.Engel.


    She nodded and got out of the car.


    They made their way to the shopping district and visited some interesting ces.


    When they passed by a shop selling baby clothes, Mrs.Engel could not help but stop.


    "Oh, the clothes inside are so adorable, Miss McKinnon! I want to buy one for your kid.Is that okay?"


    "That''s too soon, Mrs.Engel! My baby isn¡¯t even born yet."


    Deirdre tittered.


    "But if we wait for that, that adorable outfit will be someone else''s possession, and I¡¯m not gonna


    let that happen.You know what they say: seize the moment!" the older woman replied excitedly before


    pulling Deirdre into the store.


    Helplessly, Deirdre let Mrs.Engel drag her inside.


    The lighting was warm as it enveloped Deirdre.It eased her tension, and she began to feel the fabric


    used for those tiny clothes.


    Their sleeves were norger than the size of her palm¡ªit felt strange in her hand.


    Then, suddenly, someone barged into the store.


    "Miss McKinnon? Miss McKinnon, is that you!?"


    Her sudden appearance took Deirdre aback.


    Mrs.Engel quickly shielded Deirdre behind her back when the intruder suddenly fell onto her knees and


    begged, "I finally found you, Miss McKinnon! Please, I¡¯m begging you! Let my brother live!"


    Mrs.Engel was bewildered.


    She had expected the intruder to be an agitator, not someone who was suddenly on her knees.


    Deirdre snapped out of her shock and frowned.


    "Your brother? Who¡¯s that? Why do you want me to let him live?"


    The woman wiped the tears off her face.


    "Henry Walker! My brother¡¯s name is Henry Walker.He¡¯s the one who founded Woody Inc. in Surstate. I


    know you remember him!"


    Deirdre''s face turned cold as the woman continued to sob.


    "He¡¯s now locked in jail, and no one can help him out or bail him! My brother said it¡¯s because he


    identally offended you, Miss McKinnon, and that¡­ this was all Mr.Brendan Brighthall¡¯s revenge "


    She threw her arms around Deirdre¡¯s thighs.


    "Please, Miss McKinnon! My parents are sick, and he¡¯s their only son! I''m sure the news will give them


    a nervous breakdown! Our family will be ruined!"


    Deirdre softened her expression, but the chilly indifference remained in her eyes.


    "Look.I can¡¯t help you with anything, okay? If a man abducts someone else and harms them, they


    deserve to be locked in jail for breaking thew. It¡¯s your family¡¯s fault for failing to raise him right, so


    maybe jail time is what he needs to rethink his life¡¯s choices."


    The woman raised her tear-stricken face.


    "Abduct someone else and harm them? Miss McKinnon, I don¡¯t know what you¡¯re talking about.My


    brother is only captured under bribery charges because Mr.Brighthall lodged a report against him.And


    Mr.Bright hall only did that because my brother somehow offended you!"


    Deirdre felt her heart skipping a beat.


    Then, as sincerely and seriously as she could, she replied, "Your brother lied to you.He abducted


    Tobey Russell, that was the real reason.If it weren''t for Brendan, my good friend might have died! Your


    brothermitted a crime, and it¡¯s only right that no one can help him out of his just dessert!"


    "No! That¡¯s not what happened at all! This is all a misunderstanding! Tobey Russell had returned to


    Eastgene when my brother was locked up! How was he supposed to abduct your friend?" the woman


    rebutted.


    "It was on the 17th. The 17th! He has been locked up since the 17th. If you don¡¯t believe me, ask the


    police!"


    ¡®The 17th?¡¯ Deirdre froze. How could that be? She was still in Surstate on the 17th! If Henry had been


    captured on the 17th, then what caused Brendan¡¯s gun wound back in Neve? Her heart sank into an


    icy pit. She snapped out of her trance and wriggled herself out of the woman¡¯s arms before bursting out


    of the shop.


    Mrs.Engel sprung on her tail and held Deirdre¡¯s hands, whisperingfort.


    It was toote, however¡ªDeirdre¡¯s mind nked.

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    Chapter 848 You Disappoint Me What is going on?


    Had Brendan been deceiving her all along! ? Mrs.Engel was trying her best tofort the distraught


    young woman.


    "Miss McKinnon, please calm down! You can¡¯t just listen to something she said and immediately


    believe her, right? Why is whatever she said automatically real? Mr.Brighthall¡¯s gunshot wound is real,


    you saw that.There was no lie about that!"


    She was right.


    Brendan¡¯s injury was real, or he would not have been so hurt he could not sleep.


    Henry¡¯s sister could have lied just to gain forgiveness and sympathy.


    And yet, Deirdre¡¯s mind was in disarray.


    Any mood she had to stay in the shopping district was gone.She hailed a cab and quickly returned to


    the mansion.She strode into the living room and found nobody there.She rose the stairs to where the


    study was, and right before she pushed the door open, she heard sounds¡ªa conversation.


    "Have you found our wanted person?"


    "We''re close.The mole hides well, so it¡¯s not easy to sniff them out for the time being."


    "Hmph.What¡¯s the rush? The prey is well within our reach." Sam smiled.


    "It went exactly as you predicted, Mr.Brighthall.Those people wouldn¡¯t have jumped the gun and


    exposed themselves sooner if you didn¡¯t shoot yourself in the shoulder.Besides, thanks to this injury,


    Miss McKinnon also stopped being so hostile to you."


    Mentioning Deirdre immediately summoned Brendan¡¯s gentler side.


    "What time is it now?"


    "Over 3:00 p.m., sir."


    "Pass me my car keys.I should take her home now."


    She heard the sound of his footsteps before the door was yanked open.


    Brendan looked up and found himself staring face-to-face with the woman he was thinking about.


    His ck eyes reflected genuine bewilderment.


    But her eyes were red.


    She swung and decked her hand across his cheek as hard as she could.


    "M-Miss McKinnon!"Sam sprang out from the room frantically, "


    This is not what you¡ª"


    "Shut up, all of you!" thundered Deirdre.


    She took a deep breath.Her brain felt like ground zero to a nuclear st.Her body was trembling


    despite herself.


    She was livid¡ªand so utterly disappointed.


    His duplicity was far from a white lie.


    This was a deliberate con where she was the butt of the joke.


    She believed him! She believed he would stick his neck out to rescue Tobey and believed him when he


    imed he had gotten hurt for both her sake and the sake of those she held dear.


    She looked up and leveled a cold re at Sam.


    "I thought you¡¯d never lie to me."


    Sam tried to exin himself, "But Miss McKinnon, it¡¯s true! Mr.Brighthall¡ª"


    "What? Got hurt for my sake? Or was he hurt for the sake of setting me up as the dunce? For the sake


    of gaining my sympathy and care when he doesn¡¯t deserve it? For the sake of making me the


    punchline because watching me being conflicted about my feelings and sympathy is such prime


    material for entertainment! ?"


    Deirdre¡¯s eyes went icy.


    "You disappoint me, Sam."


    Her exchange tellingly excluded Brendan¡ªas though he had ceased to exist after she pped him.


    She would not spare him even a look She was no longer disappointed with this one, it seemed.


    She had simply grown numb to his duplicity.


    It was just a few seconds, but it was enough time for Deirdre to ept the fact that Brendan was just a


    disgusting b*stard who would do anything for his gains.


    Pain red in her abdomen.


    Maybe the mes of her rage had somehow spread to her baby.


    Deirdre held it with her hand, turned around, and started toward the stairs.


    Brendan gripped her by her wrist.


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    His eyes were uncharacteristically watery.


    Hapless panic shadowed his handsome features for the first time.


    "Don¡¯t go, Dee."


    Deirdre was disgusted at how tightly he held her, how strongly he gripped her.


    Eyes beet red, she red at the man whose features she could not make out.


    "Just how much truth is there in anything you say, Brendan?"


    Brendan cleared his throat.


    Deirdre snickered and snatched her hand away from him.


    "You¡¯ve been a pretender for so long you fooled even yourself."

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    Chapter 849


    Chapter 849 I Can¡¯t Stand a Second of Being Near You


    ¡°No, that¡¯s not true," said Brendan, battling his impulse to pull Deirdre into his arms.


    He poured his sincerity out as he dered, "I mean it when I say I love you."


    Deirdre sneered.


    "You really think I¡¯m going to believe you the second time? You''re only going to throw another gut


    punch over and over again! Get away from me, Brendan.I can¡¯t stand a second of breathing the same


    air you do!"


    She gnashed her teeth and descended the stairs hurriedly.


    Mrs.Engel, mortified, hurried after her.


    Brendan rubbed his brows tiredly.


    No matter how ustomed he had grown to the caustic words she said, it still hurt him like a knife


    sinking into his chest.


    Sam was rueful.


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    "I''m so sorry, Mr.Brighthall! I shouldn¡¯t...I didn¡¯t know she was standing behind the door...I shouldn¡¯t


    have said that n "It¡¯s not your fault."


    Brendan opened his eyes.He felt as though his body was crumbling.


    "Even I couldn¡¯t have predicted her return at this time, let alone someone like you.The real fault lies


    with me.I was the one who decided to lie."


    No matter how convincing that lie was, one day, someone would still find out the truth.


    Any gains made from mendacity would neverst.


    Sam¡¯s eyes reddened.


    "But it wasn¡¯t a lie.You were hurt for Miss McKinnon in a way.You had to shoot yourself to gain


    information on Ophelia McKinnon, even though you could just bide your time!"


    "It¡¯s enough, Sam.Lying is wrong, that¡¯s that.You can go now."


    Sam hesitated, but Brendan¡¯s tone and manner clearly brooked no defiance, so he acquiesced.


    Gritting his teeth, he left.


    Brendan went through a couple of cigarettes as he bade for time, waiting for Deirdre to calm down


    enough.


    He called Mrs.Engel, his fingers slightly trembling out of unease.


    Before his call connected, he heard footsteps echoing from the living room.


    Deirdre reappeared at the front door.


    She looked mostly the same as before, but her face was visibly tense from being exposed to the


    nipping wind outside.


    Brendan clenched his fists and descended the stairs.He reached out to her in an attempt to gauge her


    temperature.


    "Dee?"


    Deirdre ducked with a scowl and marched past him before ascending the stairs.


    It was Mrs.Engel who exined, "Miss McKinnon was exposed to the winds outside for a while and got


    a little sick.She gagged for a bit.We should let her rest."


    "Gagged?"


    Brendan¡¯s eyes twitched.


    "Is she okay?"


    Mrs.Engel chuckled dryly.


    "She¡¯s fine.It¡¯s just another typical behavior a pregnant woman might show.Her emotional state was


    unstable, so it probably triggered it."


    Brendan¡¯s eyes darkened.


    "I¡¯m sorry to have troubled you, Mrs.Engel," he said sincerely.


    That took the older woman by surprise.


    An upper-crust elite, who always seemed way above plebeians like her, was apologizing to her?


    "Mr.Brighthall, please! T-Think nothing of it! I was only doing my job.


    Besides, we...We wouldn''t have met that strange woman if I didn¡¯t enter that baby clothing shop, and


    then none of this would have happened."


    "A strange woman?"


    "Yes."


    Mrs.Engel looked remorseful.


    "She imed to be the sister of some guy named Henry Walker, and she then told Mrs.Brighthall a


    whole lot of stuff I don¡¯t really get.The point is, she was telling Miss McKinnon that you lied to her, and


    at first...Miss McKinnon wouldn¡¯t believe it.She wanted to hear you exin it, so we came back early


    and...And that was when she overheard your conversation."


    Brendan felt a momentary but sharp sting in his chest.


    Deirdre had chosen not to believe Henry¡¯s sister¡ªthat meant she was hoping it was not true.


    She was hoping she could believe Brendan over the stranger, was she not? Only for her to return home


    and have her whole world shattered once again.

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    "Mr.Brighthall, if I may?"


    Mrs.Engel began worriedly.


    "I don¡¯t know what happened between you and Mrs.Brighthall, but I haven''t been blind to how you¡¯ve


    been treating her.I¡¯m hard - pressed to believe anyone who says you don¡¯t care about her, okay? I also


    don¡¯t really understand why you had to lie to her, but if I may ...Mrs.Brighthall is a very sensitive


    person.She needs security, Mr.Brighthall.Lying to her once is enough.Please, don¡¯t do it again...before


    her heart turns to stone."


    A fog seemed to have dawned on Brendan¡¯s eyes.


    "I understand what you say, but I¡¯m afraid this is moreplicated than you might have imagined.For


    now, please focus on taking care of Deirdre."


    Mrs.Engel raised her head.


    "Are you leaving?"


    Brendan remembered the things Charlene had said that day, his expression darkening.


    "No, not leaving.I simply have something important I must settle."


    He went upstairs.


    Naturally, the door to Deirdre¡¯s room was locked, so he knocked.


    "Can Ie in, Dee?"


    There was no answer¡ªjust as he expected.


    His first instinct was to forcibly open the door with a key, but his mind quickly conjured Deirdre¡¯s


    sneering, snickering face and herment about being denied the most basic of freedom and agency.


    He lost to that imagery and decided against his instinct.


    It also meant he had to hasten his progress.


    Deirdre could hear his retreating footsteps as shey on her bed.


    Her chest gradually phased from agony to numbness, though she could still feel asional spasms.


    What a joke she was.


    She had been under the impression she was manipting him, but it turned out she almost fell for his


    honey trap.


    If Henry''s sister had not shown up, she would have slowly and gradually wished that this cursed


    rtionship would continue the way it was, would she not? She closed her eyes.


    The day was still bright, but she was already too tired to live through the rest of the day.


    She only managed to sleep at 4:00 or 5:00 a.m.


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    Brendan had not seen Deirdre for four days straight since then.


    Maybe he was busy with work, or maybe he was avoiding her.


    Deirdre believed thetter because, knowing Brendan, the man would always find a way to fake a


    "chance"


    meeting if he wanted to.


    He stopped seeing her because he got bored of her or got bored of cooking up another funny scheme.


    Mrs.Engel had no grasp of how far things had developed.


    All she knew was that the air had returned to what it once was¡ªstiff, stilted, and tense.


    She had to put a guard on her words just like it was before.


    Surprisingly, Deirdre seemed to be the most rxed of them all.


    She would listen to audiobooks every day or enjoy some fresh air in the yard as if that day had never


    happened.


    Even if it had, it seemed to have failed to leave a single stain in her memory.


    Like the past few days, Deirdre was reclining into an outdoor chair, her eyes closed, as she rxed in


    the yard.


    She sensed someone drawing near and moved slightly.


    "Oh, Mrs.Engel! It¡¯s getting a little colder now.


    Could you please grab a nket for me?"


    There was no answer, so she opened her eyes.


    An icy scowl immediately formed on her visage.


    Brendan removed his coat and hung it on her shoulders, his movement featherlight.


    Deirdre''s hand began to jostle against it¡ªshe could not stand toe into contact with any of his


    things¡ªbut Brendan stopped her.


    "Just put it on.Otherwise, you¡¯ll have to trouble yourself by going upstairs to grab your own coat."


    "What¡¯s that supposed to mean?" asked Deirdre, raising her head.


    The blinding sun stung her into narrowing her eyes.


    Brendan observed her for a moment before answering, "It¡¯s time for your pregnancy check-up."


    Deirdre could not argue against something so obviously crucial to her health, but she thought she could


    at least try to fight for her peace of mind.


    "I''ll go with Mrs.Engel."


    "No," he declined firmly.


    "I''ll never be absent on any asion involving our child."


    Deirdre shed him a mocking smile, but she said nothing and got out of the chair.


    It had been a while since she stood, so her knees wobbled as soon her feet touched the ground.She


    fell forward.She did not feel the pain of a crash.


    Instead, Brendan¡¯s arms arrived just in time to stop her fall before drawing her into him.


    His strong, sturdy arm stunned Deirdre for a moment.


    Then, anew stimulus drew her attention ¡ªperfume alien to the scent Brendan would wear.

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    Chapter 851 You Just Want Me to Make Room For Your Darling Charlene


    Deirdre froze before jeering, ¡°Aww, I feel so bad for you, Mr. Brighthall. Spending quality time with


    Charlene must have exhausted you, but dutypelled you to carry on pretending to be a good father


    by escorting me to this insignificant check-up!¡±


    Brendan stiffened. His lips parted as though he wanted to say something before giving up. ¡°I''ll carry you


    into the car.¡±


    ¡°Oh, no need to trouble yourself with me.¡± Deirdre pulled the coat over herself, her hostility palpable,


    and made her way slowly to the car as much as her sight could offer her. She took the passenger seat.


    The journey was a silent one. Could anyone believe just how these two would unconsciously hold


    hands together a few days ago whenever they stopped at a traffic light?


    They reached the hospital without a hitch, and the procedure began. The ultrasound quickly revealed


    the child to his parents ¡ªBrendan felt his palm sweating at the sight. It was just hard to imagine how


    small their baby was. It was not even 9cm long.


    ¡°Miss McKinnon¡¯s health was rather critical thest time, you know? I was honestly pretty worried,¡± the


    doctor remarked, smiling. ¡°But the baby¡¯s fine and stable. All signs point to us expecting a healthy,


    hearty baby!¡±


    ¡°That¡¯s good news,¡± Brendan instinctively moved his hand to Deirdre¡¯s. ¡°Isn¡¯t it, Dee?¡±


    Deirdre evaded him and pulled the coat over her tightly. ¡°Are we done now? I''d like to go,¡± she said


    tly, showing no sign of maternal joy. It was as if the baby had nothing to do with her. Brendan¡¯s gaze


    darkened. ¡°Dee, that¡¯s your child too,¡± he replied in a low voice.


    There was something familiar about what he said. She realized it was something he had said while she


    was seeking an abortion in Surstate. At that time, his emotions¡ªrage, agony¡ªhad been pouring out of


    him. Now that she thought about it, it almost felt like he had been nning a hundred steps ahead.


    ¡°You''re wrong,¡± Deirdre retorted coldly. ¡°They aren¡¯t mine at all. 1 was just a means to bring your child


    into the world. If it weren¡¯t for you using my freedom as a bargaining chip for them, they would have


    been long gone by this point. To me, this isn¡¯t my child. It¡¯s just a clump of cells that is feeding off me.¡±


    It was brusque. Brendan let out a shaky, low breath, his fingers trembling. He gripped the young


    woman¡¯s shoulders tightly and forced her to look at him. ¡°No, Dee, tell me this isn¡¯t what you really


    think.¡±


    Deirdre leveled him a scowl of contempt. She pushed his hand away from her and helped herself up by


    the wall. ¡°Don¡¯t forget what you¡¯ve promised me. When the child¡¯s born, I get my freedom.¡±


    She waited in the car for a long while before Brendan finally returned. He probably had a cigarette or


    two because a faint scent of nicotine pervaded the car when he arrived. He turned the engine on and


    said, ¡°You''ll be staying in the family mansion from now on.¡±


    Deirdre raised her head suddenly. ¡°Why?¡±


    ¡°Because being alone in the mansion is boring. At least my mother can take care of you in the family


    mansion.¡±


    Deirdreughed aloud at howme his lie was. ¡°Oh, Brendan Brighthall. Will it kill you to juste


    clean and call it a quarantine?¡±


    Brendan¡¯s eyes trembled. ¡°It¡¯s not as bad as you make it sound. You can still go out whenever you want


    to, so it¡¯s not really a quarantine, is it? I simply thought you looked bored in the mansion and decidedContent bel0ngs to N?vel(D)r/a/ma.Org.


    that maybe you would like to keep my mompany.¡±


    ¡°If it¡¯s not a quarantine, then am I allowed to reject it?¡±


    Brendan answered her question with silence, and Deirdre looked away.


    ¡°You''ll be safe in the family mansion,¡± he said. She snickered. ¡°You don¡¯t have to put so much effort into


    making up excuses, Brendan. You got me already. I¡¯m just a puppet under your control, so why not be


    honest with someone who has lost all forms of agency? Just tell me you want me to move aside so that


    there¡¯s room for your darling Charlene. It¡¯s way better than whatever flimsy, crappy excuse you can


    make.¡±

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    Chapter 852


    Chapter 852 I Need More Time


    Brendan sank into silence. Deirdre withdrew her fingers into her palm and turned away.


    The journey was a silent one as they drove to the old residence. Since Brendan had informed the


    Brighthall family entourage beforehand, several maids and domestic workers waited for her arrival.


    When Deirdre got out of the car, Brendan said, ¡°There has always been just one person in my heart,


    and that¡¯s you, Dee. I just need more time.¡±


    He did not stop to visit the house. Instead, he drove away. Deirdre had not even made her way to the


    living room when


    Madame Brighthall appeared and hurried toward her. One of the maids was even calling out to her from


    behind. ¡°Please, ma¡¯am! It¡¯s cold and windy out here! You should put on more clothes!¡±


    Deirdre stayed where she was, her feet rooted to the ground. Madame Brighthall approached and


    greeted jovially, ¡°Deirdre, dear, Bren told me you¡¯reing to stay for two days!¡±


    Brendan had even lied to his mother.


    Deirdre nodded instead of telling his mother the truth. The older woman gripped her hand tightly and


    eximed, ¡°This is great! This is wonderful. We have everything here. Everything you''ll ever need and


    so much more! J should brew you a nice warming soup right away! Keep that body of yours snug and


    warm.¡±


    Deirdre stayed in the residence for two days. Settling down hardly required much limation since


    Madame Brighthall waspletely devoted to making Deirdre feel weed and happy.


    The Brighthall retinue followed the mistress¡¯ example and also kept any less polite words to


    themselves.


    That was, until today when Deirdre identally overheard one of the maids¡¯ conversation with


    Madame Brighthall. ¡°Pardon my candor, ma¡¯am, but does Mr. Brighthall really like Miss McKinnon? He


    ced her here while she is pregnant, for two days without evering to visit her. He never even


    called her once! If I''m being honest, I don¡¯t know what our boss is thinking,.¡±


    Madame Brighthall was about to chide the maid when she caught sight of Deirdre by the stairs.


    Horror immediately shadowed her features. She shot a re at the maid before quickly exining, ¡°Oh,


    Dee, I think Bren¡¯s just too busy with his work. He hasn¡¯te back here for a really long time, you


    know? And there are so many things pending his decision¡± Deirdre gave a faint smile, though that


    appeared to be the extent of her reaction. ¡°Don¡¯t worry, Madame Brighthall. I understand his


    predicament. I hardly put it to heart.¡±


    Madame Brighthall sighed in relief. She brought the young woman for a chat. Midway through,


    however, one of the maids interrupted them to talk to Madame Brighthall outside.


    She came back a different woman altogether. In fact, her hand seemed to be trembling out of rage.


    ¡°Anything wrong, Madame Brighthall?¡±


    ¡°N-Nothing, dear. Nothing at all.¡± Madame Brighthall willed herself to be calm and shed a smile. ¡°Just


    some... silly, trivial things concerning the residence.¡±


    Deirdre could tell she was holding back information, so she decided not to ask at all. After a while,


    Madame Brighthall suddenly dered she had somewhere she needed to be.


    ¡°Where are you going?¡±


    ¡°I, uh, am going to see an old friend of mine. I''ll be back around the evening. If you¡¯re bored while I am


    away, have the maid apany you in our garden. A little walk should be beneficial to the baby.¡±


    With that, Madame Brighthall turned away and hurried off almost a little too eagerly. From her spot on


    the couch, Deirdre felt the assault of boredom and told the maid to switch the TV on for her.


    Hesitantly, the maid replied, ¡°Uh, the Tv¡¯s busted, Miss McKinnon. We haven¡¯t found the chance to fix it


    yet. Maybe I could let you watch some talk shows from my phone instead?¡±


    The corner of Deirdre¡¯s lips twitched. ¡®The TV was working just this morning!¡¯


    ¡°There¡¯s no need. I¡¯ll go upstairs and rest.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯ll help you up the stairs, then!¡±


    Deirdre sat on her bed. She did not feel sleepy at all. Judging from


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    Madame Brighthall and the maid¡¯s reactions, Deirdre was sure something must have happened. That


    uncertainty and unease began to develop into a quiet dread, so she decided to enjoy the breeze from


    the balcony.


    There, she picked up bits and pieces of conversation.


    ¡°What do you think Mr. Brighthall is trying to do? Miss McKinnon is pregnant, for Christ¡¯s sake! Is he


    actually thinking of two- timing them both?¡±

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    Chapter 853 My Wedding With Brendan


    "I mean, what¡¯s there to say this is what he¡¯s nning to do at all? If you ask me, I think Mr. Brighthall


    just wants the kid inside of her, not necessarily her. The one he truly loves has got to be Miss


    McKinsey, right? What they have is a solid, several years-worth of rtionship, and that¡¯s far more than


    what a pretender could evere close to."


    "You say that, but I can tell just how real and sincere Mr.Brighthall¡¯s care and concern for Miss


    McKinnon is, you know?"


    "Of course, he¡¯s concerned.She¡¯s the mother of his child! Of course, he has to give a damn about


    her.She¡¯s pregnant, for crying out loud.Is he going to let her throw a fit? Trigger her into some


    hysterics?"


    The voices faded into the distance just as their words began to take amore mocking shape. Deirdre


    thought she had grown numb toments like these, and yet hearing the word "pretender" still felt like


    a knife in her chest.


    It did not matter how hard she tried.


    In the end, she would always be seen as a pretender.


    A knockoff of a genuine product.


    Deirdre heard a series of rapping at the door. She turned around and heard a maid¡¯s voice from behind


    the door.


    "Are you asleep yet, Miss McKinnon?" Deirdre salvaged herposure and opened the door.


    "What¡¯s the matter?" The maid seemed troubled.


    "Uh¡­ It¡¯s, uh, Miss McKinsey.She¡¯s here...to see you. She asked me to inform you about that."


    Deirdre was stunned.She did not expect Charlene toe to her personally.


    The maid looked very disconcerted.


    In the past, she would not havee to disturb Deirdre with news like this at all¡ªin fact, she would


    have immediately told Charlene to go home.But Charlene was not just anyone she could turn away


    from now.


    This was the future Mrs.


    Brighthall, and the maid could not possibly risk offending her.


    Deirdre snapped out of her stupor and opened the door.


    The maid stepped back and went downstairs with her hand on the rail.


    There, a corner of her blurry sight caught the silhouette of a woman.She did not even need to speak.


    Charlene rose to her feet.


    "Miss McKinnon, long time no see!" she said with a wide grin breaking on her face.


    She was beaming.


    Deirdre¡¯s heart sank, but she was careful not to show anything on her face.


    "Long time no see? Really? If memory serves, we just met a few days ago."


    "Time¡¯s changing, darling! We¡¯re meeting under very different circumstances now.Earth-shattering


    different circumstances. Naturally, it feels like we haven''t seen each other since forever!" she replied


    not-too-subtly.


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    Deirdre was not in the mood to engage with whatever Charlene hade up with to entertain herself.


    "So, what¡¯s the point of being here this time, Miss McKinsey? Time¡¯s wasting, so how about you get


    straight to the point?" Charleneughed.


    Her entire frame was trembling from the force of her self-satisfied joy.


    "You really want me to cut straight to the chase, darling? I was only trying to be kind for your sake.


    Because I¡¯m worried that if the news gets out, neither you nor your precious little baby can survive it!"


    Deirdre clenched her fists.


    Her lips stayed shut. Her eyes remained fixed on that blurry silhouette.


    Charlene was not the least bit perturbed.


    She took slow, deliberate steps toward Deirdre and produced a card from her bag before cing it in


    her hand.


    The hardness of its material stunned Deirdre a little, but what came after her initial shock was a faint


    hint of recognition.


    "We''ve at least been friends before, right, Miss McKinnon? And friends speak frankly to one another, so


    yes, you''re right. Let me cut to the chase. This is an invitation to my wedding with Bren!"


    She giggled.


    "I hope you''lle to wish us the best."


    The conceit in her tone and words felt like thorns pressed against Deirdre¡¯s skin.Her eyes trembled,


    and her grip on the card increased.She suddenly understood why it felt so familiar.


    This was the same design Deirdre had chosen for her wedding with Brendan a few years ago¡ªshe


    had picked a unique material and pattern back then because Brendan let her n the entirety of the


    wedding.


    It had been so important to Deirdre that she had done all she could to ensure that even the most


    minute detail was done to perfection.


    And now, the same card had ended up bing Brendan and Charlene''s wedding invitation.


    Her mind went numb.She suddenly understood why Madame Brighthall had been acting so strangely,


    or why the maids had let loose their contempt toward Deirdre, and why they had suddenly seen it fit to


    wee Charlene into the residence.

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    Chapter 854 The Wedding Invitation


    Brendan and Charlene were getting married.


    That was despite the fact that she was bearing Brendan¡¯s child.


    In other words, her pregnancy had done nothing to stop the man from loving another woman.


    It was the kind of thing that would elicit disdain and jeers.


    The only reason why they even showed Deirdre the most basic of decorum was that the father of her


    child was Brendan himself.


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    "Oh, I see."


    Deirdre exhaled a long breath.She did not feel as shaken as she thought she would be¡ªperhaps she


    had been anticipating this for that much time.


    The only thing that she thought of¡ªand so the only that caused any feelings¡ªwas what Brendan had


    said before he left.


    "You''ve always been in my heart." What an absurd joke he had made.


    "Congrattions, I guess.And sorry, too, since I¡¯m not yet fit to meet the world right now.I¡¯m going to


    have to skip your wedding."


    She set the card on the table.


    Charlene stared at Deirdre''s face as though hoping she could catch a glimpse of jealousy from her


    gorgeous features.


    She chuckled.


    "Can¡¯t meet the world, or forbidden to?"


    Deirdre¡¯s eyes dimmed.


    Charlene twitched the corner of her lip into a smile.


    "I feel bad for you, Miss McKinnon.I really do.You¡¯ve even managed to be pregnant with his child! But


    even after I gave you so many chances, you still failed to make him love you.But don''t worry! I have to


    thank you for doing the job of childbirth for me, right? I''ll take good care of that kid as Brendan¡¯s wife in


    the future.Pinky promise!"


    She shoved the card back into Deirdre¡¯s hand, turned on her heels, and left.


    The maid quickly followed her to see her off.


    Nobody seemed to think it was worthforting Deirdre or asking if she was okay.


    Deirdre could not stop thinking back to the past¡ªthe wedding she had nned.She had nned the


    entire event meticulously.She had devoted her soul to it, and yet Brendan did not care about any of that


    at all.


    To him, it had felt like going through yet another ceremonial motion¡ªeven the part where he had


    cradled her by the waist and called her "beloved" had been simply part of the show.


    He had spent their wedding night cooped up in the room Charlene slept.


    She had spent their wedding night awake, waiting for her husband, who never came.


    One thing was for sure: Brendan had learned to be better at pretending.


    Or maybe he had realized she had some utility after all.


    Now, he could even manage to say "I love you" with so much faux sincerity that Deirdre was almost


    fooled.


    She chucked the card to the floor and went back upstairs.


    Dinnertime came.


    Madame Brighthall returned from outside, her face wrought with a mix of helplessness and fatigue.


    A maid quickly approached her and asked, "Are you alright, Madame Brighthall? Here, have a tablet to


    calm your mind a little."


    She waved dismissively.


    "Where''s Dee?"


    The maids exchanged nces.


    "She¡¯s upstairs."


    "But it¡¯s time for dinner. Why hasn''t any of you notified her?"


    "Well¡­ we did. But Miss McKinnon¡¯s probably not hungry. She said she wanted to sleep, and since


    pregnant women are easily tired out, we decided to just leave it be."


    Madame Brighthall sighed, her face ashen.


    "If that¡¯s what she wants, then let her be.We...The Brighthall family owes her too much.God, we owe


    her too much."


    The maid nodded and poured a ss of water.


    Madame Brighthall sat on the couch, and suddenly her eyes caught a card left at the corner.She picked


    it up and saw Brendan and Charli¡¯s names inrge, bright letters.Her heart skipped a beat.She leaped


    to her feet.


    The maid came in just in time when she yelled frantically, "What in tarnation is this!?"


    The maids, of course, knew.


    Panicked, one of them answered hesitantly, "It¡¯s...uh, the invitation card to, um, Mr.Brighthall and Miss


    McKinsey¡¯s wedding..."


    Madame Brighthall mmed the card on the table.


    "Christ, I know what it is! Why can I possibly not know!? But where in h*l did it spring from? Did Dee


    know about this! ?"The maids were too frightened to lie.Perturbed, one of them exined, "M-Miss


    McKinnon knew, ma¡¯am.It¡¯s...It¡¯s Miss McKinsey.S-She came to give the card to M-Miss McKinnon


    personally¡ª"


    "She did what!?"


    Madame Brighthall snapped, cutting the maid off in a sheer rage.


    Her chest hurt, but she continued to snarl.


    "Who the h*ll told any one of you to let that woman in!? Dee had no idea what happened! Doesn¡¯t any


    one of you know that!?"

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    Chapter 855 Brendan Doesn¡¯t Deserve You


    The maid fell onto her knees pathetically.


    "B-But Madame Brighthall, Miss McKinsey¡¯s going to marry Mr. Brighthall! She¡¯s going to be our


    mistress very soon, and we¡­ We can¡¯t possibly say no to someone like that! What if Miss McKinsey


    holds grudges against us¡ª"


    "You''re telling me¡­ You cower before her so-called authority while I¡¯m still alive!?"


    "Madame Brighthall?"


    Asoft, quiet voice flitted through the room from upstairs.


    The older woman turned around.


    Deirdre was standing at the stairs, her expression cid. Her eyes were not even red.


    "Madame Brighthall, it was not a big deal at all." She continued tly.


    "They aren''t wrong to think twice about keeping her out.


    Charli¡¯s going to be the next mistress of the family, and if they refuse her entrance on your behalf, it¡¯s


    only going to be a point of conflict between you and your daughter -inw."


    "Dee!"


    Madame Brighthall felt her words choking in her throat. She could imagine just how smug Charlene had


    been when she deliberately egged Deirdre on with that invitation and felt a pang in her chest.


    "Don¡¯t listen to that woman.All she¡¯s good at is spouting nonsense!"


    Deirdre shed a smile.


    "So, it¡¯s not true? Is Brendan not going to marry Charli? The invitation was fake?"


    "I...I mean¡ª"


    "Don¡¯t worry, Madame Brighthall.I¡¯m not as hurt by this as you think I am," Deirdre interjected


    indifferently.


    "Brendan and I made this clear from the very beginning. He wants the child¡­ not me."


    "Preposterous!" Madame Brighthall thundered in frantic rage.


    " You¡¯ re the only daughter-inw I acknowledge and the mother of my grandchild! You should be Mrs.


    Brighthall! It¡¯s your rightful ce! Bren is the one who¡¯s insane!"


    Deirdre chuckled dryly.


    "Nobody is entitled to anything by right, Madame Brighthall. Besides, I don¡¯t love him."


    The crowd was stunned.


    Deirdre, however, felt only the sweet relief of release.


    This was what she had always wanted to do¡ªto be honest about the nature of their rtionship and


    define who she was to Brendan on her own terms.


    "Brendan wants only the kid. It was the only thing he would allow in exchange for my freedom," she


    added.


    "I don''t interfere with his marriage choice because I don''t even care.So, please, Madame Brighthall,


    don¡¯t turn this into a fight between you and Brendan over things like right or wrong.There is already a


    crack in your rtionship with your only son.Deepening that schism will be bad for the both of you."


    Deirdre had done it again¡ªalways showing concern for other people¡¯s situation in ces most people


    would have ignored. Her conclusion snuffed out anything Madame Brighthall had wanted to say.


    In the end, the older woman could only sigh.


    "Brendan...doesn¡¯t deserve you at all."


    Now that Charlene had broken the illusion the Brighthall retinue had been ordered to maintain, the


    maids no longer tried to hide any mention of the uing wedding.


    As the days passed, thetest gossip and stories kept cropping up.


    There was talk of a seaside church.


    There was a discussion on how many nights Brendan spent with Charlene¡ªthe story never ended.


    The entire city was delighted for Neve¡¯s golden boy and his chosen mate, They were just bidding for


    the day itself to arrive.As it turned out, Charlene¡¯s birthday arrived first.


    As usual, the festivities were hosted in the family mansion, and this time was no different.


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    The Brighthall retinue had begun preparing for the asion as early as the morning bright, and one of


    them even came to Deirdre¡¯s room to remind her of the asion.


    "Miss McKinnon? There will be important guests today.Owing to your¡­ unique role, please remain in


    your room for the whole day, okay? In case you grow bored¡­ you can always go to the second floor


    and.I don¡¯t know, walk around or whatever.No one will be there, at least."


    By evening, the living room was filled with the chatter and ding of the party going underway.


    Guests flooded into the residence, carrying just as many presents and well wishes.


    Deirdre could hear Charlene¡¯s overjoyedughter from where she slept.


    Inparison, her room appeared abandoned and unwanted.


    Maybe it was just the silence.


    Maybe it was the fact that she was alone, and the light was not even on.


    One thing was for sure: Deirdre had begun to feel the numbness of boredom, as well as the growing


    irritation she had over bits and pieces of the discussion downstairs.


    She remembered what the maid had said.


    The second floor was not off-limits, so she rose and opened the door.


    The ground floor was positively swarmed with guests, but none of them ever thought of looking up to


    notice the lone silhouette darting toward the second-floor stairs.


    She hardly reached the balcony when she heard Madame Brighthall chiding under her best-controlled


    undertone, "You talk to me right now, Brendan.There¡¯s no one here, so no one¡¯s going to hear us, So


    you tell me the truth.Just what in God¡¯s name are you thinking!?"

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    Don¡¯t Worry. I Won¡¯t Show Up And Ruin Your Party ¡°Deirdre is the one you truly love! So what¡¯s with


    this¡­. wedding with Charlene? God, it¡¯s like I don¡¯t even know my own son anymore!¡±


    Brendan was silent. Then, almostnguidly, he said, ¡®This is between Deirdre and me, mom. You don¡¯t


    have to care.¡± ¡°I don¡¯t have to care?¡± Madame Brighthall took a deep breath to maintain her


    composure. ¡°I would love to turn away, Bren! I even wish you could just marry Charlene already, and


    then what happened? You would put yourself at death¡¯s reach if it meant you could keep Deirdre by


    your side. But now that you have her back with you, you¡­ go ahead and do these things that just don¡¯t


    make any sense!¡± ¡®This whole thing is hard to exin.¡±


    Madame Brighthall felt her heart chilled. ¡°So, you¡¯re not even going to attempt to exin it, are you? Or


    are you telling me that the one you love has always been Charlene McKinney, and the only reason you


    did so much to get Deirdre back was that you¡¯re just that possessive?¡±


    Brendan thinned his lips. The moonlight illuminated his features in its silvery coldness, making him look


    like he was sculpted from a block of ice. He did not say anything, and yet Madame Brighthall


    understood.


    Disappointment filled her eyes. ¡°Remember this: this was your choice.


    When the whole thing is over, you don¡¯t even have to lift a finger. I¡¯ll return Deirdre¡¯s freedom to her


    myself.¡±


    Brendan¡¯s lips parted, but he seemed to have thought against saying whatever he wanted to say. ¡°You


    have to attend the wedding, mom. It¡¯s the only way to show the Brighthall family acknowledging


    Charlene. I¡¯ll send Sam to get you.¡± ¡°I am not going! I thought I¡¯ve made myself clear. I am not sparing


    even a nce to a daughter-inw I don¡¯t even acknowledge. You can tell the world out there that I¡¯m


    skipping the event due to health reasons.¡±


    Brendan simply added, ¡®Then I¡¯ll personallye to escort you.¡± ¡°Brendan, you!¡±


    Brendan nodded and turned toward the stairs. That was when he noticed Deirdre standing at the


    corner of the steps leading upto the second floor, her hand still on the rail.


    His eyes momentarily lost their cultivated facade. The young woman looked much thinner than she


    used to be, but her eyes remained clear¡­ and cold.


    Her expression deadpanned. She must have heard everything they had said. And yet, she was so


    devoid of reaction that it also felt as though she had not heard anything at all.


    She turned and walked back down.


    ¡°Dee!¡± Brendan¡¯s hand reached out to her and withdrew itself before it could catch her. Now was not


    the time.


    ¡°Stay inside for the day. Don¡¯te out.¡±


    Contempt flitted through her gaze. ¡°Oh, don¡¯t worry, Mr. Brighthall. I¡¯m not going to show up and ruin


    your party. That would be so pointless.¡±


    Brendan¡¯s finger trembled. Then, he nodded. ¡°Good.¡±


    Deirdre returned to her room, surprised at how calm she was throughout the ordeal. It was as if nothing


    Brendan did or said could ever bewilder her anymore.


    The world outside was growing louder and merrier. It seemed that Brendan had left the second floor


    and returned to Charlene¡¯s side. The guests erupted into cheers and congratted them as though


    they were already a married couple.


    Deirdre ced her hand on her abdomen. She was even more certain now that the child should never


    be born. Brendan would only use them as a tool to inherit his business, yes, but Charlene would be


    worse. There was no way she could even let Deirdre¡¯s child live.


    Time passed as Deirdre stared into space. Suddenly, the doorknob turned, and the door opened.


    Deirdre was stunned. Did she forget to lock the door?


    She looked up and saw a woman under the door frame. ¡°Who¡¯s there?¡± she asked.


    ¡°Miss McKinnon, who else? I¡¯m the only one who remembers you exist on a day as merry as this one.¡±


    Apathy overcame Deirdre¡¯s face as soon as she heard it. ¡°I thought you¡¯d be too busyughing at


    whatever jokes the guests downstairs made toe to see me in a small, unlit room.¡±

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    Charlene entered while stretching her waist. She said, ¡®You are indeed putting up with it that you don¡¯t


    even turn on the light. So, this is how you are being treated? It seems that you don¡¯t have a great life


    anyway.¡±


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    Faking a smile, Deirdre replied, ¡°For sure, I¡¯m not as honorable as you are, that you have thousands of


    supporters just to celebrate a birthday. I¡¯m just staying here in the mansion.¡±


    Feeling rather proud, Charlene teased, ¡°So, Deirdre, what¡¯s the meaning of you living in this world? You


    should have taken a look at yourself, whether you are capable of snatching Brendan away from me.


    Whether it¡¯s the wedding in the near future or the birthday party today, Brendan will give me whatever I


    request. He has been apanying me these few days too-¡±


    Charlene didn¡¯t continue but cast a meaningful look.


    Apanied? How had he been apanying her?


    Thinking of the possibility Brendan might have done it with Charlene, Deirdre felt badly nauseous and


    thought about how unclean Brendan was.


    He was extremely unclean.


    Deirdre had acid reflux and threw up beside Charlene¡¯s foot.


    ¡®Yucks!¡±


    Charlene stamped her foot away, but it was toote. Hence, her face darkened.


    Deirdre moved her lips to say, ¡°I¡¯m sorry, Miss McKinsey. I¡¯m pregnant and can¡¯t help myself when I¡¯m


    disgusted.¡±


    Charlene locked her stare on Deidre, and rage filled her so much that she wanted to punch Deirdre in


    her face. However, she changed her mind and invaded Deirdre¡¯s personal space instead.


    ¡°Deirdre, you are feeling proud for bearing Brendan¡¯s child, aren¡¯t you? I wonder how your mother


    would react if she learned that her daughter is going to give birth to a child for her killer. Would she be


    so furious that she would jump out of her coffin and strangle you to death?¡±


    As a response, Deirdre abruptly grabbed Charlene¡¯s wrist.


    ¡°Ouch!¡±


    Having a cold yet indignant face, Deirdre rose to her feet. ¡°What have you just said?¡±


    Charlene was pleased with herself, so shepletely forgot her pain and restated, ¡°I said that it¡¯s


    Brendan who led to your mother¡¯s death!¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s mind went nk. She forced herself to stay calm and collected. Following that, she narrowed


    her eyes to re at Charlene and asked,¡± Charlene McKinney, I do hate Brendan, but I¡¯m not stupid.


    What does it have to do with Brendan that my mom fell from the third floor? Or do you want to say that


    Brendan is responsible for my mom¡¯s death? If this is the case, you¡¯re indeed toome. He was trying


    to restrain me with my mom, so what good would it do him if he were to kill my mom?¡± ¡®Yes, Ophelia


    McKinnon¡¯s death was indeed of no benefit to him.¡± Charlene continued in a slow manner. ¡°But it


    doesn¡¯t mean he didn¡¯t indirectly kill her.¡±


    Deirdre gritted her teeth as she asked, ¡®What are you trying to say?¡± ¡°Can¡¯t you understand it? It¡¯s me,


    the culprit responsible for your mother¡¯s death,¡± said Charlene slowly.


    Deirdre¡¯s eyes widened in astonishment, only feeling that her view waspletely dark.


    ¡°How unfortunate that olddy was to be your mother. In order to ruin you and cut off the connection


    between you and Brendan, I went to her personally.


    ¡°I told her that you were waiting for her on the third floor¡¯s balcony, and she went! How simple-minded


    she was! While shouting your name, she climbed further up. Then, I told her that she would get to meet


    you by jumping down-¡± ¡°Charlene McKinney!¡± roared Deirdre. She was on the verge of copse and


    pinched Charlene¡¯s shoulders with both hands. ¡°She had no grievances with you! And her mental state


    was not as good as that of a child!¡±


    Blinking as if she was innocent, Charlene replied, ¡°Yes, but her daughter snatched my man away from


    me, and this is heinous. By the way, you should be d that you are blind. Otherwise, I could show you


    her bloody condition. Tsk, tsk, tsk! Do you know that she didn¡¯t die immediately? She was wiggling and


    shouted your name continuously¡­¡±

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    Chapter 858 Brendan, Save Me!


    Deirdre was on the brink of copse. ¡°Charlene McKinney! You vicious woman! How could you attack a


    patient with mental health and an unsound mind!? Why aren¡¯t you dead yet!?¡±


    Charlene was forced to retreat to the balcony, yet she kept provoking Deirdre, ¡°You can¡¯t me me


    only, can you? You should me yourself for falling in love with Brendan. Otherwise, I wouldn¡¯t have


    needed to deal with a fool, would I?


    ¡°Thankfully, Brendan arranged for your mother to be there, where all his men were my subordinates.


    Hence, I could easily approach her and even delete all scenes recorded by the monitoring cameras


    except the scene when your mother jumped down. To put it bluntly, Brendan was the aplice.¡±


    Taking a deep breath, Deirdre felt so painful that she was trembling.


    ¡°Deirdre, don¡¯t you think that you¡¯re such a j*rk? The man you love not only sent you to suffer in prison


    but also loves the culprit responsible for your mother¡¯s death.¡± ¡°Shut up!¡± Deirdre looked up with her


    eyes turned blood red and abruptly pounced at Charlene. ¡°Charlene McKinney! You killed my mother,


    and I want you dead!¡±


    Rushing toward Charlene, Deirdre pressed her against the railing.


    ¡°Ahhh!¡± Charlene shrieked, and her shriek attracted people to look up. They saw the main character of


    the day pressed against the rail by a woman.


    ¡°Help! I need help! She¡¯s trying to kill me!¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s desire to have Charlene killed was so strong that it isted all the surrounding noise.


    She grabbed upon Charlene¡¯s neck so tightly that her nails turned white. She choked Charlene to a


    state whereby Charlene¡¯s face turned bluish and looked pitiful to the others.


    ¡°Isn¡¯t that Miss McKinsey? Why is she being bullied by a woman?¡± ¡°What¡¯s happening? Who¡¯s that


    woman? She looks so familiar. Is she Miss McKinnon¡¯s cousin?¡±


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    Upon hearing the noises, Brendan instantly went to the room and kicked the door open. The wind


    howled at the balcony, and when he saw the undisguised killing intent in Deirdre¡¯s eyes, he knew that


    something irreversible had happened.


    The moment Charlene saw Brendan, she seemed to have found her final straw. ¡°Brendan! Help me!¡±


    Deirdre didn¡¯t turn, not even taking a nce at Brendan. However, she was very disappointed.


    She was so disappointed that Brendan woulde so quickly when he learned that something had


    happened to Charlene, for the fear that Charlene would slightly suffer and be hurt.


    Clenching his fists, Brendan said, ¡°Deirdre, release your hands. It¡¯s crowded down there, so it won¡¯t do


    anyone good if things get serious. Let¡¯s sit down and talk calmly together.¡± ¡®Talk calmly?¡¯


    Those words upset Deirdre. She couldn¡¯t ept Brendan was requesting her to stay calm when


    Charlene had killed her mother.


    Feeling a stabbing pain in the lower abdomen, Deirdre omitted her surroundings and pushed hard with


    bloodshot eyes.


    Charlene fell straight down from the balcony.


    ¡°Charli!¡±


    Brendan rushed forward, but he couldn¡¯t make it in time. Charlene fell, hit the ground, and fainted.


    The entire scene induced an uproar among the spectators beneath.


    ¡°It¡¯s a murder! A woman is murdering someone at the Brighthalls¡¯ banquet!¡± ¡°How dare she attack the


    future Mrs. Brighthall? Is she crazy?¡± ¡°She hasn¡¯t died yet, has she? That woman upstairs is so cruel to


    murder so justifiably! Oh, I remembered! Isn¡¯t that woman Charlene¡¯s young


    cousin? It turns out that they are all crazy. Charlene hit and killed someone with her car and is still in


    prison, and now her cousin pushed someone down the balcony before so many witnesses!¡± i


    Sam was also among the crowd. When he saw the scene, he immediately requested a stretcher to


    carry Charlene to the hospital as fast as possible.

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    Chapter 859 Cover Up


    Charlene must not die. Otherwise, Deirdre couldn¡¯t exin herself under so many eyewitnesses.


    Seeing the scene, Brendan held tightly on the rail, so tightly that his veins were bulging.


    He had taken a lot of precautions, but he didn¡¯t manage to prevent Charlene from provoking Deirdre.


    When he saw someone taking pictures, Brendan subconsciously stood before Deirdre to protect her


    while his eyes filled with coldness.


    ¡°If I do remember correctly, you must be the chief editor of the Entertainment Weekly Magazine.¡±


    Squinting his eyes while looking at the man with the camera, Brendan warned, ¡°If any photos are


    leaked today, I guarantee that Entertainment Weekly Magazine will vanishpletely from Neve! You


    can try if you don¡¯t believe it.¡±


    The Entertainment Weekly Magazine was thergest media outlet in Neve. As the chief editor, the man


    had a lot of connections, so he could stop all media outlets from publishing the news as quickly as


    possible.


    That was the reason Brendan purposely chose to threaten him.


    The man was furious, yet he didn¡¯t dare to retort. After all, the man knew that if he were to go against


    Brendan, he would be forced to live a life worse than death.


    Nevertheless, some people were unconvinced by such a threat.


    ¡°Mr. Brighthall, so you are trying to seal our mouths to cover up for the murderer, aren¡¯t you?¡±


    As soon as someone took the lead to voice it out, the rest followed suit in expressing their


    dissatisfaction.


    ¡°Mr. Brighthall, we all clearly know about your capability. None of us can go against you, provided you


    want to cover it up. But are you sure you can cover it up? When the woman behind you can push


    someone down the balcony, she may do it again next time!¡± ¡°Although it¡¯s important for an entrepreneur


    to have capabilities, it¡¯s more important to have a conscience. Mr. BrighthalI, it¡¯s indeed immoral for you


    to cover up this incident. Moreover, no secret can be kept forever, especially when the woman has


    done it so openly. Are you sure no one will spill the beans?¡±


    Suppressing the anger, Brendan said coldly, ¡°Murderer? Who¡¯s the murderer? How dare you say Charli


    is dead when she is still alive? In this case, there is no such thing as a murderer!¡±


    The crowd was rendered speechless for a while.


    ¡°So, does it mean that you are covering up for that woman behind you?¡± ¡®This is my family matter, and


    it¡¯s not asplicated as you all are thinking. We will resolve it ourselves. Therefore, please take the


    whole scene as a charade, and we will continue the cooperation. As for whether the secret can be kept


    forever, I only know that we are capable of sealing our own lips. I don¡¯t think anyone would want such a


    trivial matter to affect our cooperation in the future, right?¡±


    The crowd looked at each other in nk dismay. In fact, not to mention that Charlene was still under


    emergency treatment, even if she died, it had nothing to do with them indeed.


    Everyone was in the business field. Thus, why should they bother when even Brendan, Charlene¡¯s


    fiance, wanted to cover it up?


    The crowd fell silent.


    Madame Brighthall came forward and said, ¡°Let¡¯s call it a day. Thank you for joining the banquet.¡±


    Since Madame Brighthall had spoken, the guests left one after another. Brendan turned to Deirdre and


    saw her eyes still red. It was as if she was still immersing herself in her emotions.


    ¡°Deirdre.¡± Brendan reached out but was shaken off before he could touch her.


    ¡°Go away¡­ You make me sick!¡± Deirdre could hardly speak.


    She could grit her teeth and endure it no matter how Brendan bullied her. However, Brendan turned out


    to be an aplice in her mother¡¯s death. At that moment, she felt unprecedented hatred. She groped


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    With a loud noise, the cover of themp shattered on the ground.


    Slowly, Brendan put down his arm, which had a long and narrow cut on it. Blood gushed out, but he


    didn¡¯t even frown. He was merely stunned.


    For Deirdre to really attack him, she must really hate him.


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    He even believed that Deirdre would push him down the balcony, just like how she had pushed


    Charlene if she were powerful enough.


    Madame Brighthall rushed upstairs toward them. When she saw Brendan¡¯s bleeding arm at the door,


    she was startled for a moment and hurriedly went forward.


    ¡®W-What¡¯s wrong? Deirdre¡­ Brendan¡­ What-¡±


    Brendan¡¯s phone rang out suddenly. When he saw the caller on the screen, he epted it with his


    uninjured arm.


    ¡°Mr. Brighthall.¡± Sam¡¯s tone sounded serious. ¡°Have you solved the problem of the banquet? Would


    you like toe over? Charlene is-¡± ¡°Okay, I¡¯ll be there immediately.¡±


    Brendan immediately cut off the call and was prepared to depart. His action pulled up short Madame


    Brighthall for a moment. Following that, she hurriedly asked, ¡°Where are you going? Bren, we¡¯ll have to


    stop your arm from continuous bleeding and have it bandaged first!¡± ¡°Lena¡¯s condition doesn¡¯t seem


    good, and I¡¯ll have to check it out. I may have to sign a form on her behalf and authorize treatment.¡±


    Madame Brighthall knew clearly that Brendan had to go, but she couldn¡¯t help worrying. ¡°What about


    your arm?¡± ¡°It¡¯s not a big deal,¡± said Brendan as he took a nce at the wound, themp, and the


    woman filled with intense hatred. ¡°It¡¯s just a minor injury. I¡¯ll go handle it at the hospital.¡±


    Following that, Brendan went off quickly.


    After Brendan left, Madame Brighthall turned to Deirdre. Her eyes were filled withplex emotions.


    ¡°Deirdre¡­¡± She reached out for themp in Deirdre¡¯s hand. ¡°This is too dangerous. Can you please


    give it to me?¡±


    Surprisingly, Deirdre didn¡¯t resist Madame Brighthall from taking away themp. She remained calm


    and collected.


    Lowering her head, Madame Brighthall saw the shattered ss of themp on the carpet, and Deirdre


    was bleeding because she had stepped on them.


    Feelingplicated, she ordered maids to clean the carpet and a doctor to handle the wounds on


    Deirdre¡¯s feet. Deirdre remained quiet throughout the process.


    She was so quiet that she didn¡¯t look like a human but a walking dead or a puppet.


    ¡°Deirdre, regardless of condition, the most important thing for you is to take care of yourself. Please


    remember that you are more important than your child.¡± Unable to hide her concern, Madame Brighthall


    held Deirdre¡¯s hand tightly. ¡°Tell me if you are unhappy. If you wish to leave here¡­ I¡¯ll help you.¡± 2


    Deirdre finally responded. She looked at Madame Brighthall and asked,¡± You don¡¯t me me?¡± ¡®What


    can I me you for?¡± ¡°For bringing trouble to the Brighthalls by pushing Charlene down the balcony


    before all the guests and for having injured Brendan.¡± Deirdreughed at herself ¡°I understand your


    personality well. Something must have happened for you to be so impulsive. As for Bren, it¡¯s his fault to


    have broken your heart again after chasing you back. Not to mention hitting him with amp, it¡¯s normal


    for you to feel like killing him.¡±


    Madame Brighthall¡¯s words touched Deirdre. She was surprised that Madame Brighthall would stand by


    her side instead of her son without hesitation.


    She began wondering why a reasonable person like Madame Brighthall would have such a selfish,


    cruel, and ruthless son like Brendan.


    Well, at least Brendan was devoted to Charlene. Because of Charlene, he would go to the hospital first,


    even if his arm was injured.


    Deirdre deemed that if it weren¡¯t for the child she was bearing, Brendan might have already pushed her


    to the forefront and made sure she paid the price.

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    Chapter 861 Take Miss McKinnon


    After Deirdre¡¯s wounds were dressed, Madame Brighthall kept herpany for a while.


    Deirdrey on the bed after Madame Brighthall left, yet she was having difficulty falling asleep.


    She dreamt of her mother sitting cross-legged under the apricot tree and waving to her when she finally


    fell asleep. Her smile was just as kind and gentle as before. ¡°You¡¯rete. Put down your school bag


    quickly. I don¡¯t want my precious daughter to be tired.¡±


    She ran forward with tears down her face, yet the scene changed to the rooftop instantly. She watched


    as her mother jumped from the rooftop and screamed hysterically, but there was nothing she could do.


    ¡°Miss McKinnon! Miss McKinnon!¡±


    Deirdre was awakened by the sound of someone knocking on the door. She sat upright in shock,


    breathing heavily, and her face was drenched in tears.


    ¡°What¡¯s going on?¡±


    She felt her way to open the door. The maid said in a panicked tone, ¡°Miss McKinnon, the police are


    here.¡±


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    Deirdre sat in the living room and felt the oppressive feeling from the crowd of police officers in the


    house. The police officer brandished his badge and said with a cold expression, ¡°Deirdre McKinnon,


    someone reported to the police for the premeditated homicide of Charli McKinsey. You¡¯reing with


    us.¡±


    Madame Brighthall immediately ran out. ¡°Sir¡­ This is a misunderstanding.


    What do you mean by premeditated homicide? It is utterly impossible!


    There must be a mistake somewhere.¡±


    The police officer treated Madame Brighthall with respect in view of her identity, but he still spoke


    sternly. ¡°Madam, the police have investigated this case, and there is no mistake. Miss Charli McKinsey


    is the person who reported this case to us.¡± ¡®What?¡±


    Madame Brighthall backed away repeatedly. ¡®Charli has reported it to the police?¡¯


    The police officer said, ¡°Don¡¯t worry, madam. The police won¡¯t wrong a good person, but if we do find


    that Miss McKinnon didn¡¯tmit the crime indeed upon our investigation, we¡¯ll send her back. Take


    Miss McKinnon!¡±


    The female police officer behind him stepped forward and cuffed Deirdre¡¯s wrists.


    Deirdre did not resist and followed the police outside calmly.


    Meanwhile, Brendan arrived in a rush and got out of the car. His wlessly handsome face was tense,


    while his dark eyes were bloodshot as he stared strenuously at the woman walking out of the yard.


    ¡®You¡¯re going to be fine, Deirdre. I will make sure that you¡¯re released safely.¡±


    Deirdre ignored him, lowered her head, and got into the police car.


    The police car drove away. Madame Brighthall hobbled to Brendan and gave him a ferocious p.


    ¡®This is the wife you chose! This is the woman you want to marry! It¡¯s fine that she stole your heart, but


    she is trying to exterminate everyone! What have I done wrong in raising a son like you!?¡±


    Madame Brighthall was furious while Brendan¡¯s head was slightly turned to the side.


    The maid hastily grabbed Madame Brighthall¡¯s arm. ¡°Madame Brighthall¡­ Please calm down. I¡¯m sure


    that Mr. Brighthall didn¡¯t want this to happen either!¡± ¡°He didn¡¯t want this to happen? If he didn¡¯t want


    this to happen, why did he invite Charli to throw her birthday party here? If he didn¡¯t want this to


    happen, why did he let Charli show up in Deirdre¡¯s room that day? If he didn¡¯t want this to happen, why


    is Deirdre detained by the police?¡± 1


    Madame Brighthall covered her chest, and her face turned purple bit by bit. ¡®There are things that I


    don¡¯t ask, but it doesn¡¯t mean that I don¡¯t know. I shouldn¡¯t have told you Deirdre¡¯s whereabouts in the


    past had I known that you¡¯d be so unrepentant!¡± ¡°Madame Brighthall! Don¡¯t talk anymore. Have your


    medicine quickly!¡±


    The maid bustled about by bringing medicine and water.


    Brendan did not utter a word, but he turned around and got into the car.


    He made a promise to Madame Brighthall before he got into the car, ¡°I won¡¯t let anything happen to


    Deirdre.¡±


    The car engine was started. He drove all the way to the hospital and opened the door to the ward.


    Charlene was sitting on the bed, being fed food bite by bite. She beamed with joy at the sight of


    Brendan. ¡®You¡¯re here, Brendan.¡±

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    Chapter 862 Is This Your Goal?


    Brendan signaled the caregiver to leave. He asked coldly after the door was shut, ¡°Did you call the


    police?¡±


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    Charlene blinked innocently upon hearing that, and her expression turned so grievous instantly that she


    was almost tearing up.


    ¡°Hmm¡­ Brendan, I know you must think I¡¯m at fault. However, I can¡¯t help it because Miss McKinnon is


    truly terrifying! She shoved me down the stairs with her own hands! Had the grass not cushioned my


    fall, it¡¯s possible that I wouldn¡¯t be alive anymore. I¡¯m lucky I only broke a leg, but I don¡¯t have the


    courage to think what Miss McKinnon would do to me in the future. So, I can only let her face the


    consequences she deserves.¡± ¡°Consequences that she deserves?¡± Brendan narrowed his eyes.


    Meanwhile, Sam¡¯s call came.


    ¡°Sir, the situation is looking very bad now. It¡¯s apparent that Charlene is well prepared in her n.


    There is a drone recording of Miss McKinnon pushing Charlene down the stairs, and it is posted online.


    The onlinemunity is already morous, and the police have also acquired substantial evidence for


    the case. Charlene cannot control public opinion online and produce precise evidence by herself. I¡¯m


    certain that she has a backer.¡±


    Brendan put down his phone and stared at Charlene with his deep, dark eyes. ¡°Is this your goal?¡±


    Charlene appeared innocent. ¡°What goal? Brendan, my goal is to be married to you, right? I know your


    goal very well, too, of course. Don¡¯t worry, I will hand over all of Ophelia¡¯s information on our wedding


    day, and I won¡¯t go back on my word.¡±


    Brendan stared at her coldly for two seconds before he left, mming the door.


    Charlene cracked a proud smile. She thought that her effort in triggering Deirdre to shove her down the


    stairs had not been wasted. The oue was exactly what she wanted indeed.


    As long as Deirdre was sent to prison, Brendan¡¯s heart would be all hers.


    Brendan got into the car and inhaled a deep breath to calm himself. He ordered someone to handle the


    public opinion online and drove to the police station.


    When he saw Deirdre again, she was separated by a ss. Her expression was calm, as if she had


    expected this to happen.


    Brendan clenched his fists tightly and sat opposite her.


    ¡°Don¡¯t answer to the police on yesterday¡¯s incident regardless of the interrogation. I will hire the best


    lawyer to defend you.¡±


    Deirdre raised her head atst. Other than coldness, there was a look of mockery in her eyes.


    ¡®You¡¯d really do your best for the child in my womb, Mr. Brighthall? You want to get me out of jail so


    badly, but aren¡¯t you afraid you¡¯ll disappoint your dear Charlene?¡±


    Brendan shut his eyes and opened them again. ¡°I just want you to be safe.¡± ¡®Just want me to be safe?


    That¡¯s nothing but sarcasm.¡¯


    Deirdre burst outughing aloud, her shoulders bouncing from theughter. Her reddened eyes were


    filled with boundless hatred when she said, ¡°Stop pretending, Brendan. Every word you say now will


    only disgust me! You should be d that I¡¯m in a detainment center now, or else I would have killed you


    for sure! I want you to die with Charlene!¡±


    She was so agitated that she stood up. A staff member immediately ran inside and pinned Deirdre to


    the table.


    Deirdre did not attempt to struggle either, but she red at Brendan. ¡®You should die. I will never let


    you have the child, even if it means I have to be sentenced to life in prison!¡±


    Afterward, Deirdre was taken away to calm down.


    Brendan sat on the stool rigidly and felt the pain brought by the woman¡¯s hatred that was worse than


    any form of punishment.


    It felt as if every chunk of flesh on his body was stripped away, his tendons ripped, and his bones


    drawn.


    Brendan¡¯s eyes were bloodshot, and he forced himself to calm down. He did not have time to stay


    longer, so he headed outside at once. As soon as he arrived at the police station¡¯s entrance, he was


    surrounded by a crowd running toward him. They held up their phone cameras and queried him.

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    Chapter 863 I Owe Too Much to Her


    ¡°Mr. Brighthall! Why are you suddenly showing up at the police station? Could it be that the video clip


    posted online is true? Did your ex-wife¡¯s cousin really push Charli down the stairs?¡± ¡°Are you here at


    the police station to handle this case? What sort of punishment will Deirdre be subjected to?¡±


    ¡°Someone posted online iming that you¡¯re going to protect your exwife¡¯s sister. Is that true? Is your


    conscience clear to Miss McKinsey, your fiance whom you¡¯re about to marry soon and who loves you


    so deeply? Or you¡¯re having feelings for Deirdre because she looks simr to your ex- wife?¡± ¡®The


    murderer must be convicted! Let alone the fact that the victim is the future wife of the Brighthall Group¡¯s


    owner. Mr. Brighthall, we will be scrutinizing this case as citizens, and we want you to give us a


    satisfactory reply! Don¡¯t disappoint Miss McKinsey¡¯s love for you! Don¡¯t disappoint our trust in you!¡±


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    The crowd was enraged, and they encircled Brendan.


    Brendan was capable of using all sorts of ways to deal with these people if they were journalists, yet


    these people were all passersby.


    Brendan could only keep his mouth shut.


    ¡°I have noment. Make way!¡±


    Naturally, those people would never let the opportunity slip. They aimed their cameras at Brendan¡¯s


    face.


    Sam came rushing over, and the police officers from the station came to mediate the situation. Only


    then did Brendan manage to leave the crowd and get into the car.


    Brendan rolled up the car window and pinched his eyebrows, suppressing his anger. Sam¡¯s expression


    was solemn as well, and he drove the car until they arrived at a deserted ce before he stopped the


    car.


    ¡°Sir, even though we¡¯re already figuring out a way to suppress public opinion online, the online


    community is still continuing their heated discussion. What should we do now?¡± ¡°Where¡¯s Den?


    Where is he?¡±


    Den majored inw when he studied abroad. He considered being awyer his side upation, but


    he was already very aplished in hisw career. He had won countless cases in court, and


    Brendan could only set his mind at ease if Den were to handle this case.


    Sam said, ¡°Mr. King is still in Eastgene. However, I already called him an hour ago. Mr. King told me


    that he wille over at night when he is done managing his own affairs.¡± ¡°Get a copy of the drone


    video clip and wait for Den.¡± ¡®Yes, sir.¡±


    Den got off the ne at 1:00 a.m., already looking tired. After exiting the airport, Brendan was


    waiting for him in the car. Brendan had smoked quite a lot of cigarettes, and the dark circles under his


    eyes showed the extent of his concern.


    Brendan put out his cigarette and fanned away the cigarette smoke after seeing Den approaching


    with his luggage.


    ¡®You¡¯re here? I¡¯m sorry. I wasn¡¯t nning on troubling you initially.¡±


    Den handed his luggage to Sam and said smilingly, ¡°You don¡¯t have to make polite remarks like this


    to me. I¡¯ll be even more pissed if you don¡¯t tell me about the incident. However, I didn¡¯t manage to find


    out much about the situation on the flight. What happened?¡±


    They headed to the mansion, and Brendan briefed Den about the situation along the way.


    Den pondered for a moment and said, ¡°Miss McKinnon is not that kind of impulsive person. She


    should know very well of the consequence for pushing Miss McKinsey down the stairs in the witness of


    everyone. Hence, I¡¯m very curious about what happened that made Miss McKinnon lose her senses.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m not too sure about that.¡± Brendan exhaled slowly. At the thought of the woman¡¯s eyes filled with


    extreme hatred, his heart wrenched in pain beyond his control. ¡°Deirdre and I didn¡¯t have much of an


    opportunity to interact since the incident took ce. I managed to get to the police station yesterday


    with great effort, but Deirdre resisted me very much. It was utterly impossible tomunicate with her.¡±


    Upon saying that, Brendan said in a self-mocking tone, ¡°I owe too much to her.¡±


    Den smiled. ¡®That¡¯s undisputed¡­¡±

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    Chapter 864 Miss McKinnon Has¡­Pleaded Guilty!


    ¡°I¡¯ve already told you from the start that if I were Miss McKinnon, I would not only hate you but also


    possibly kill you.¡±


    Brendan felt bitterness in his throat. ¡°That is why I¡¯ve always been doing my best to make up for my


    mistake, but I didn¡¯t expect something like this to happen in the middle.¡±


    Den said, ¡°I feel that the only troubling part about this incident is that the shoving incident is real. If


    Charlene insists on the investigation, it will be very hard for Deirdre to walk free.¡± ¡°However, Charlene


    isn¡¯t injured severely. In addition, Miss McKinnon is pregnant, so she won¡¯t be sent to prison. We will


    only need to dy the conviction, and we will stand a chance at turning the tables.¡±


    Brendan¡¯s dark eyes dimmed. ¡°I know. I¡¯ve already tampered with the video clip by blurring it. In


    addition, the guests of the party are on my side. We can totally im that Charlene was intoxicated and


    confused¡­¡±


    At the same time Den nodded, he said hesitantly, ¡°However, we will need Miss McKinnon to work


    with us on this. Are you sure Miss McKinnon is still willing to trust you now?¡±


    Brendan was stunned for a moment. Before he could speak, Sam suddenly ran into the house, his


    eyes filled with panic.


    Brendan had never seen Sam behave this way, and his heart was racing.


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    Soon, Sam said anxiously, ¡°Sir, Mr. King, this is bad! Miss McKinnon has¡­ pleaded guilty!¡±


    It felt like a bomb exploding in everyone¡¯s hearts.


    Brendan sat on the sofa rigidly and thought about the woman¡¯s hateful gaze and her words.


    ¡®You should die. I will never let you have the child, even if it means I have to be sentenced to life in


    prison!¡±


    Her hatredpletely suffocated Brendan at the time, and now that he thought about it, he came to


    realize that she was prepared to do so from the start.


    She would rather be in prison with the child than be affiliated with him.


    Brendan felt his heart wrench in pain. He had to bend forward to put pressure on his chest to maintain


    his sobriety. His eyes were reddened with tears, and he had to calm himself for a while before he


    raised his head to look at Den¡¯s concerned gaze.


    ¡°Are you alright?¡±


    Den was well aware of how unpleasant Brendan felt now because he had experienced despair and


    struggles in love too.


    He spared no effort in making up to the woman, yet in the end, it was all for nothing. In addition, the


    woman whom he loved deeply loathed him so much that she wanted him dead.


    ¡°I¡¯m fine.¡± Brendan calmed himself with great effort and stood up. ¡°I¡¯m going to see her.¡±


    Den hesitated for a while. ¡°Brendan, I think it would be better for me to go now. Miss McKinnon may


    not necessarily listen to you. In fact, she may not even necessarily want to meet you.¡± ¡°However, I can¡¯t


    just do nothing.¡± Brendan lowered his eyes. ¡®This is between Deirdre and me, so I will have to handle it


    personally.¡±


    Den understood Brendan¡¯s intention and did notment further.


    Brendan decided that he would rest on the sofa until the next morning because it was already midnight,


    and he was afraid that he would disturb Deirdre¡¯s rest.


    It was still in the same spot as before. Deirdre sat over there and did not look that different from


    yesterday other than her lips appearing paler.


    Brendan calmed himself before he walked over. He did not mention the guilty plea, but he furrowed his


    eyebrows and said, ¡°Why are your lips so pale? Did you catch a cold, or did you not rest much?¡±


    Deirdre kept quiet for two seconds before looking up. ¡°If you¡¯re here just to put on such a boring show,


    I¡¯m leaving.¡±


    She stood up while Brendan suppressed his difort and said, ¡°Can¡¯t I show some care for you?¡±


    Deirdre stopped while Brendan said, ¡°You may hate me, Deirdre. In fact, I will totally support you in


    tormenting and punishing me. After all, I did so many wrong things. However, you shouldn¡¯t punish


    yourself. Can your health withstand being in prison for the second time?¡±

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    Deirdre was stunned for a short while. By the time she recovered from her surprise, she had assumed


    a sarcastic expression. ¡°Aren¡¯t I punishing you now?¡±


    Brendan was actually irrefutable.


    ¡°Moreover, how is prison any different from being confined in your house to be with you? I feel that


    there¡¯s more freedom to be in prison anyway. I don¡¯t have to see you daily and be disgusted by you at


    the very least.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s remark was cruel. Brendan felt his head spinning, and he could not tell if he was feeling


    unpleasant or if he was ill. He clenched his fists tightly and suppressed his unusual demeanor.


    ¡°Do you know what will happen after this?¡±


    Brendan¡¯s eyes were bloodshot. ¡°No one can guarantee your safety or survival when you¡¯re in prison.


    The video clip of you shoving Charlene down the stairs is spreading all over the web, and everyone


    knows about it. You¡¯ll be the murderer rejected by everyone when you¡¯re released from prison. Do you


    still want to go through the previous experience once again?¡±


    Deirdre was caught in a daze for a moment before she said, ¡°I don¡¯t care anymore.¡±


    She wished that she could do this to punish herself so she would not feel so tortured.


    ¡°How about the child, then? Do you want the child to suffer with you?¡± Brendan pursed his lips so tightly


    that his lips turned pale. ¡°Deirdre, why have you be so foolish? If Ophelia were to see you in your


    current-¡¯¡¯ ¡®You don¡¯t have the right to mention her!¡± Deirdre went from being calm to enraged abruptly.


    Her body was trembling ever so slightly. ¡°Don¡¯t you dare ruin her name!¡±


    Brendan was astounded by her reaction. ¡°Why?¡±


    The woman¡¯s hateful eyes appeared before him once again. Brendan felt his heart racing and came to


    understand the situation a little.


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    Soon afterward, he moved closer to the ss. ¡°What did Charlene say to you?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s eyes were moist with tears. She clutched the hem of her top tightly to calm herself with great


    effort. ¡°Shouldn¡¯t you already know what she said? After all, you¡¯re her aplice!¡±


    Brendan¡¯s mind went nk. He inhaled softly and said, ¡°Deirdre, I understand that you¡¯re disgusted


    with me, but you should know that Charlene is not trustworthy. What did she say to you? Don¡¯t you


    want to cross-check what she told you?¡± ¡°Cross-check? Who am I to cross-check with? Who should I


    trust between you and Charlene?¡±


    Deirdre was hysterical, and her eyes were filled with resentment. ¡°Let me ask you this, Brendan, how


    did my mother die?¡±


    Brendan was stunned for a moment. He had received the information that Ophelia had jumped to death


    identally at the time. It was truly quite normal for a patient with mental illness to fall from the


    balcony. Her face had been a bloody mess from the fall, so they could not find another cause but to


    regard her as Ophelia and bury her.


    It was also the reason Brendan believed that Ophelia might still be alive.


    Brendan¡¯s silence made Deirdre utterly disappointed. ¡°It was because Charlene personally lied to get


    her to the second floor so she would jump downstairs to see me. On the other hand, Charlene did this


    all because of you!¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s teeth were chattering when she finished her sentence. She felt boundless coldness


    enshrouding her. She inhaled a deep breath and said in extreme hatred, ¡°I lost my father when I was


    young, and my mother was myst surviving family member. Why did you take away the life of the


    person I loved the most? What did I do to you to deserve that? Tell me!¡±


    Brendan felt his head spinning. He was constantly reminded that he had ruined everything for Deirdre,


    yet Deirdre¡¯s query still made him feel suffocated.


    ¡°Brendan, why aren¡¯t you the dead one?¡±


    Brendan could clearly see the hatred in her moist eyes across the ss. If there was no ss as their


    barrier, she would probably kill him with a knife.


    ¡°No¡­¡± Brendan¡¯s lips were pale. ¡°Deirdre, I know that it is very hard for you to believe me, but¡­


    Ophelia is not dead.¡±

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    Deirdre was astounded upon hearing that.


    ¡°What do you mean?¡± Soon, Deirdre calmed down and stared at Brendan¡¯s outline with a disappointed


    gaze. ¡®What sort of trick are you up to again, Brendan?¡±


    Brendan was frustrated.


    He had done way too many things that made it very difficult for Deirdre to trust him.


    ¡°I¡¯m not. I know that you may find it hard to understand the situation, but I¡¯m telling you the truth that


    Ophelia is still alive.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s fingers twitched. ¡°Brendan, what is the point of you making up this lie? My mother¡¯s death is


    an established truth¡­. that both you and the police are well aware of. You would have told me from the


    start if she were still alive. How can you possibly be hiding it from me until now!?¡±


    She was utterly disappointed. ¡°How foolish do you think I am that I will believe in your lowly lie?¡±


    Brendan heaved a sigh softly and clenched his fists so tightly from the difort of his body until his


    veins bulged up. However, he still wanted to look normal to Deirdre.


    ¡°Ophelia¡¯s death was verified by me and the police back in those years indeed, but her corpse¡¯s face


    was a mess from the fall. There was utterly no way to tell if it was her. Most importantly¡­ it¡¯s possible


    that she is being manipted by someone now.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s expression was one of confusion and overwhelming emotions.¡± What the h*ck¡­ are you


    trying to say here?¡±


    Brendan looked at the woman¡¯s face with unprecedented gentleness.


    ¡°Deirdre, do you still remember what I told you before? I told you that I love you.¡±


    Deirdre felt her heart twitch in pain. Brendan continued. ¡°Since I love you, why would I want to be with


    Charlene? Am I doing it to deceive you? Yet, why haven¡¯t you thought about what¡¯s the point of me


    deceiving you?


    ¡°If all I wanted was the child in your womb, I could just confine you to the house and force you to give


    birth to the child. I can use a multitude of ways to aplish that, but I will never expound on your


    feelings. That is just not what I do, and you should know very well that I will never waste my time on


    unnecessary matters.¡±


    Deirdre fell silent, and her breathing was ragged. Her hands that were pressed against her thighs were


    clenching subconsciously.


    He was right.


    She was puzzled by Brendan¡¯s remark indeed.


    If all Brendan wanted was the child, why would he care about the feelings of the child¡¯s mother? He


    could have gotten her settled in the family mansion and waited until the child was born instead of being


    meticulous in every way. He was determined to be a good father.


    ¡°Charlene is threatening me with Ophelia.¡±


    Deirdre raised her head abruptly.


    Brendan¡¯s lips were pale, but his dark eyes were ferocious as usual. ¡°She knows that I¡¯ve been utterly


    disappointed by her, so she is forcing me to be with her and marry her with your mother¡¯s photo.


    ¡°Do you still remember when I got shot? I told you that I got it because of Tobey, but in truth, I wanted


    to go to the ce where your mother was confined and see if I could stand a chance of getting her.


    Afterward, I was ambushed, so I came up with the idea to shoot myself in an attempt to force those


    people to reveal themselves.


    ¡®This is everything that happened without any lies. I indeed love you, and you¡¯re the only one I love.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s mind was chaotic, and her entire body was burning upon hearing Brendan¡¯s love profession.


    Her train of thought was messy, and she only found her voice after a long time. ¡°Why didn¡¯t you tell me


    before then? You had plenty of chances when you were with me, yet why are you telling me this now?


    How am I supposed to believe you?¡±


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    Brendan kept quiet for a moment before he answered, ¡°I¡¯m sorry. It is because I still can¡¯t confirm if the


    woman in Charlene¡¯s captivity is the real Ophelia yet.¡±

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    ¡°I have her photo, and I can confirm that it is not photoshopped. However, the stic surgery


    techniques are advanced these days, and it is not utterly impossible to find one or two women that look


    like Ophelia in all of Berth.


    ¡°I was afraid of giving you false hope only to disappoint you again, so I could only figure out a way to


    trace Ophelia¡¯s whereabouts, yet I didn¡¯t expect that¡­¡±


    Brendan did not finish his sentence, but Deirdre was well aware of what it was.


    He did not expect that she would be triggered by Charlene and push Charlene down the stairs.


    In truth, Deirdre was well aware that Charlene was mostly provoking her, but she could not care about


    that anymore at the time. If Charlene was the enemy who killed her mother, it would be her only chance


    to avenge her mother.


    Deirdre was having a hard time processing the information, but Brendan¡¯s sincere words did not sound


    like a lie.


    ¡°Brendan¡­ Will I still be able to trust you onest time?¡±


    Brendan¡¯s dimmed, dark eyes lit up with a tinge of hopefulness. He looked at the woman before him,


    and his lips trembled. He inhaled a deep breath strenuously.


    ¡°I know what you¡¯re worried about. You¡¯re worried that my goal is the child in your womb. Don¡¯t worry.¡±


    Brendan shut his eyes and opened them again in a determined manner. ¡°When the child is born, you


    can leave with the child. I would just like to take a nce at the baby, and that will be enough for me.¡±


    Deirdre raised her head in surprise upon hearing that and clutched the hem of her top in her clenched


    fists out of astonishment. She could not see Brendan¡¯s face clearly, but she could feel the man¡¯s


    determination, seriousness, and sternness from the ambiance.


    Brendan smiled. ¡°My initial goal was to keep youpany for a little while longer. If you insist on


    leaving, I won¡¯t separate you from your biological child, of course.¡±


    He said, ¡°Deirdre, if that person is not your mother, Ophelia, Charlene will most certainly be your


    mother¡¯s killer. Would you be willing to go to prison so that your mother¡¯s killer remains atrge?¡±


    Deirdre clenched her fists tightly.


    She was struck by the remark. She had no hope left in Brendan, indeed, and she knew that there was


    no way to get rid of him, so she chose to go to the extremes.


    However, if there was real evidence that showed that Ophelia was possibly still alive, Deirdre wanted to


    go after the possibility.


    If Ophelia was dead, Deirdre wanted to see Charlene face the consequences with her own eyes.


    ¡®Yet, I¡¯ve already pleaded guilty.¡±


    Brendan replied with a smile when he noticed that Deirdre was bing flexible. ¡°Leave it to me¡­¡±


    The visitation ended, and Brendan walked out of the detention center. He toppled to the ground as


    soon as he walked outside.


    When he woke up, he was in the hospital and had an intravenous drip in his hand.


    Den was making a call when he heard themotion and turned around. ¡®You¡¯re awake, huh?¡±


    He served a ss of water, and Brendan took a few sips. He said with furrowed eyebrows, ¡°What


    happened to me?¡± ¡°Gastritis. Your gastritis has red up because you don¡¯t eat or rest normally.


    However, it is good that it¡¯s just gastritis. Otherwise, it would be bad if you fell ill during a crucial


    moment like this.¡±


    It seemed that his condition was not considered too severe. Otherwise, Den would not be joking


    anymore.


    Brendan massaged his temples because his head was throbbing. He rested for a while before he


    asked, ¡°How long have I been out?¡± ¡°About a day and a half.¡± ¡°How about Deirdre?¡±


    Den said smilingly, ¡°Don¡¯t worry. She has withdrawn her guilty plea ording to your method. She


    imed that she was in a poor mental state. In addition, she is pregnant, so the police gave her some


    time.¡±


    Brendan nodded. ¡°I just want to get this over with quickly. Her body is weak, and the environment of the


    detention center is poor. She will catch a cold easily and get sick.¡±


    Den smiled as he said, ¡°I understand, and I¡¯ve already arranged for my people to visit the police


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    ¡°However, I¡¯m quite curious how you managed to convince Miss McKinnon to the point she is willing to


    follow your instruction to withdraw her guilty plea.¡±


    Brendan looked at the dripping intravenous drip and said calmly, ¡°I told her the truth. I told her


    everything without holding back anything.¡±


    Den was surprised. ¡°Is that so? In truth, you should have done that from the start. However, you¡¯re


    always carrying burdens by yourself. I find it quite surprising that you would choose to tell Miss


    McKinnon and let her share your burden¡­ It seems that she is really important to you.¡±


    Brendan cracked a smile. The answer was obvious without the need to speak.


    Den could not help feeling envious. ¡®When will I have a rtionship like this? It¡¯s a waste that this


    rtionship is too heavy and risky.¡±


    Brendan thought about all sorts of things that happened between him and Deirdre.


    He used to think that rtionships were troublesome in the past. He cared about Charlene, but he


    knew deep down that he felt responsible toward Charlene most of the time. He had only realized that a


    rtionship was not that bad after building a rtionship with Deirdre.


    Just as they were looking at each other, the room door opened heavily all of a sudden.


    Brendan raised his head and found Sam breathing heavily at the door.


    Den asked smilingly, ¡°What¡¯s going on? What¡¯s so urgent?¡±


    Sam pursed his lips and did not say anything, but he turned on the television immediately.


    In the next moment, Charlene¡¯s face appeared on the screen. Shey on the bed looking emaciated


    and appeared to be severely injured to the eyes of outsiders.


    A journalist asked away from the camera, ¡°Miss McKinsey, is the online article true about iming that


    Miss McKinnon pushed you down the stairs?¡±


    Charlene¡¯s eyes were reddened with tears, and her beautiful face was tainted with fear. ¡°I¡­ I don¡¯t


    know what I¡¯ve said wrongly to offend Miss McKinnon that she would actually¡­¡±


    She did not answer the question straightforwardly, yet her answer made no difference. The journalist


    said quickly, ¡°So, it is true. However, Mr. Brighthall chose to keep quiet about the incident. In addition,


    Miss McKinnon is the cousin of Mr. Brighthall¡¯s ex-wife. Do you think that this incident will just pass?¡±


    Charlene looked straight at the camera, and her pale lips moved as she said softly, ¡°Brendan is a


    righteous person. I believe he will certainly be able to provide me with a proper oue when


    something so serious happens to me. Our love is beyond all doubt, and I hope the onlinemunity


    will not implicate the Brighthall Group and Brendan in this incident. This is a conflict between Miss


    McKinnon and me. Brendan is only caught in a difficult position.¡±


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    When her voice died away, the caregiver by the side immediately said, ¡°I¡¯m sorry, but we need to


    administer medicine for Miss McKinsey! She broke her leg and can¡¯t dance anymore despite being a


    ballet dancer in the past. However, we can¡¯t let her end up crippled for the rest of her life. Please leave


    the room and give her some privacy.¡±


    The interview ended, but Brendan was still staring at the television screen.


    Den¡¯s expression was not as rxed, and his smile had vanished.¡± Charlene is very intelligent and


    is using public opinion to her advantage.¡±


    Brendan brought up his social media on his phone and found that it was filled with posts berating


    Deirdre.


    The posts imed that Deirdre¡¯s elder cousin was a murderer while she was a mad woman.


    In fact, some extremists had even threatened the Brighthall Group through their official websites and


    imed that Deirdre must be sent to prison. Otherwise, they would boycott the Brighthall Group¡¯s


    products.


    Public opinion swayed instantly, and there was no way to suppress it.


    Sam received a call soon afterward and told Brendan, ¡°The police are not willing to release Miss


    McKinnon on bail anymore. They imed it must be Charlene who drops the charges, or there must be


    stronger evidence. Otherwise, you will see Miss McKinnon in court.¡±

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    Chapter 869


    Chapter 869 Pressure From the Board of Directors


    However, the situation was dire. Let alone seeing Deirdre in court, Brendan would be surrounded just


    by leaving the house.


    Brendan was so furious about the upsurge of the onlinemunity¡¯s opinion on executing Deirdre that


    he smashed his phone.


    Den suppressed his unpleasant expression. ¡°Frankly, it is apparent that Charlene is fully prepared to


    make use of public opinion to exert pressure on the case.¡±


    Nheless, it was the truth. It was already very difficult for Deirdre to get away now.


    Sam asked, ¡°Do we still need to release the video clip?¡± ¡®That won¡¯t work anymore.¡± Den said,


    ¡°Charlene has already acknowledged the incident publicly. If we were to im that the woman in the


    video clip is not Deirdre, it would only infuriate themunity even more.


    ¡°Sam, hire keyboard warriors to draw the onlinemunity¡¯s attention to the fact that Charlene can no


    longer dance so that Charlene can draw in a bunch of support. Then, post a few scandals that expose


    some celebrities to divert the crowd¡¯s attention. We¡¯ll see what to do next.¡±


    Sam hastily nodded and took on the task while Brendan removed the intravenous drip from himself.


    Den asked, ¡°Where are you going?¡± ¡®To thepany.¡±


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    People were stirring up trouble at the entrance of the Brighthall Group¡¯s building, just as Brendan had


    expected. As soon as he entered from the car park, the board of directors was present in the


    boardroom beyond his expectations.


    Mr. Jensen was the first to speak, and his gaze was tainted with contempt. ¡°Mr. Brighthall, you¡¯re


    getting thepany in the limelight over and over again. We don¡¯t even need to promote ourselves,


    and we¡¯ve already gotten on the top search page.¡± ¡°Mr. Jensen?¡± Brendan looked at him and said


    coldly, ¡°If I don¡¯t remember wrongly, we sent you to retire abroad, didn¡¯t we?¡±


    Mr. Jensen¡¯s face was pale with fear and green with rage. ¡¯You tell me! I¡¯m one of the founders who


    built the Brighthall Group to its current glory. Who do you think you are to force my children and me to


    migrate elsewhere!?¡± ¡®That is because even with my multiple top search articles, I¡¯m still no match for


    Mr. Jensen¡¯s unpleasant scandal that happened once.¡± Brendan looked toward the assistant next to


    him. ¡°Send the non-concerning personnel away from the boardroom.¡± ¡®Yes.¡±


    The security guard came to escort Mr. Jensen out of the room. Someone could not bear it anymore and


    stood up. ¡°Mr. Brighthall, you should consider what you can do to salvage the Brighthall Group¡¯s


    reputation as your current priority, right?¡±


    Brendan cast a look at the security guard. He then took the main seat after Mr. Jensen was taken


    away. ¡°Naturally, I¡¯m here to give a proper exnation to everyone.¡± ¡®The exnation is unnecessary.¡±


    Someone grunted and said, ¡°You should give a proper exnation to themon people. The online


    community is protesting about not using the Brighthall Group¡¯s products if Miss McKinnon is not sent to


    prison! It would be fine if there were only a few of them, but there are so many of them. It¡¯s going to


    result in a great loss for thepany!¡± ¡°He¡¯s right. Mr. Brighthall, we know how you run things, but


    you¡¯ve been bringing so much trouble to thepany apart from your recentck of responsibility for


    thepany¡¯s affairs. We have always been straightforward with you. Shouldn¡¯t you be disassociating


    yourself from the woman sooner in view of the public opinion?¡± ¡°I think that the woman should be sent


    to prison sooner! Then, thepany will make a public announcement to disassociate from that


    woman!¡±


    Before his voice died away, the speaker had already received a cold re from Brendan and a wave of


    oppressive feeling as sharp as a knife drowning him. He could not refrain from trembling.


    The crowd of people came to understand the situation instantly.


    ¡°Mr. Brighthall¡­¡± One of them braced himself to say, ¡°Are you really going to defend that woman?¡±


    Brendan said coldly, ¡°I will handle this situation myself.¡± ¡°How are you going to handle it, Mr. Brighthall?


    Public opinion is already so heated. Is there another way other than sending the woman to prison?¡±

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    Chapter 870


    Chapter 870 If Something Bad Were to Happen to You, What Would Happen to Her Then?


    The group of people changed their expressions drastically out of astonishment. ¡®The onlinemunity


    is making a huge fuss. There is no other feasible way to appease themunity¡¯s anger other than


    this!¡±


    Brendan remained polite. He rolled up his sleeves and spoke in a cold voice. ¡°You¡¯ll know whether


    there is a feasible way when you see the solution. I¡¯m here today to warn everyone to keep their


    mouths shut. After all, we are all in the same boat, and our main priority is to stabilize thepany.¡±


    Everyone fell silent when his voice died away.


    Meanwhile, a staff member knocked on the door, and there was already sweat running down his face.


    ¡°Mr. Brighthall!¡± ¡°Speak.¡± ¡°Mr. Jensen is¡­ I don¡¯t know what is wrong with him. He¡¯s spreading rumors


    downstairs that you have an intimate rtionship with Miss McKinnon. That both of you are not only


    living together but also¡­ that you¡¯ve slept with each other before. He ims that Miss McKinnon is


    your mistress who became jealous because you¡¯ll be marrying Miss McKinsey and that she refuses to


    be the mistress, so she shoved Miss McKinsey down the stairs!¡±


    Brendan¡¯s pupils constricted abruptly.


    The board of directors was morous. Each member was furious when they recovered from the


    surprise, but their anger was not aimed at Mr. Jensen.


    ¡°Mr. Brighthall, we don¡¯t care what your rtionship with Miss McKinnon is, but you¡¯re not allowed to


    affect thepany! Or else, we¡¯re going to unite and dismiss you from your post!¡± ¡°Had you not


    insisted on getting rid of Mr. Jensen so stubbornly, he wouldn¡¯t have gone as far as to be merciless.


    After all, it will not be good for him if the Brighthall Group is in trouble.¡± ¡°In my opinion, there is only one


    way to handle this situation. The woman must be sent to prison, and Mr. Brighthall should personally


    clear up the situation¡­¡± ¡®That is out of the question!¡±


    Brendan¡¯s gaze turned icy cold, and he assumed a threatening expression. ¡± Whoever brings up the


    topic of Miss McKinnon¡¯s imprisonment, I will make sure that everyone learns about the consequences


    of doing so!¡±


    Brendan pushed against the table surface with his hands and leaned forward slightly as if he was a


    cheetah in hunting mode. He exuded coldness that made everyone feel uneasy despite the warm


    weather.¡± ¡°Mr. Brighthall¡­ If¡­ If you insist on doing this, we will unite and dismiss you from your post!¡±


    ¡°I would like to see who¡¯s going to dismiss him.¡±


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    All of a sudden, a female voice came from the door.


    Madame Brighthall entered the room, and the board of directors assumed different expressions.


    Even though Brendan was incapable of controlling them with his shares, Madame Brighthall was a


    member of the board of directors as well.


    ¡°Madame Brighthall, are you going to support Mr. Brighthall¡¯s reckless act?¡±


    Madame Brighthall¡¯s expression was nonchnt. ¡°I don¡¯t know about his reckless act, but I know who


    the Brighthall Group¡¯s decision maker is. I believe that everyone knows very well that our mutual goal is


    to ensure that the Brighthall Group can sail through the storm this time. You care about the Brighthall


    Group, but Brendan cares about it even more. Moreover, who is going to bear the responsibility of


    managing thispany when he¡¯s gone?¡±


    The board of directors looked at one another. One of them said, ¡°Yet, Mr. Brighthall refuses to get Miss


    McKinnon sent to prison. In view of the current situation, it will be difficult to appease the public¡¯s rage


    other than using this method!¡±


    Madame Brighthall did not even look up. ¡°We will have to see how Brendan handles the situation. If he


    is incapable, I will personally send Brendan to rest without troubling everyone else.¡±


    The board of directors did not insist anymore since Madame Brighthall had already said so. Someone


    was still reluctant and said in contempt, ¡°We shall wait and see how Mr. Brighthall is going to handle


    the situation then.¡±


    The board of directors left. Brendan looked toward Madame Brighthall, his expression overwhelmed


    with emotions.


    ¡°Aren¡¯t you angry, mother?¡±


    Madame Brighthall sat on the sofa. ¡°Will my anger ensure Deirdre¡¯s safety? Since it can¡¯t, there is no


    point in being angry. Moreover, I choose not to intervene, but it doesn¡¯t mean that I¡¯m foolish. It is


    apparent that someone is targeting Deirdre after so many incidents. If something bad were to happen


    to you, what would happen to her then?¡±

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    Chapter 871 Make Her Suffer


    A faint smile shadowed Brendan¡¯s lips. ¡°Thank you.¡±


    He meant it.


    Madame Brighthall said nothing. She left.


    But the controversy did not end there. Mr. Jensen¡¯s speech had kicked up a storm. As


    Brendan shut hisptop, Sam remarked, ¡°I have a feeling Mr. Jensen nned all of


    this down to the little speech he gave. He even had pictures of Miss McKinnon living


    in the vi so he could strike at the affair¡¯s angle.¡± ¡°It¡¯s that coward¡¯s only way to stay


    alive after the grave he dug,¡± Brendan growled frigidly. The pain seemed to be drilling


    into his temple, emboldened by the sheer torrent of imbroglios that were all rebelling


    against Brendan¡¯s control.


    ¡°And Deirdre?¡± ¡°Miss McKinnon should be released today, but¡­ I think she¡¯s still in


    there.¡± ¡°I see. I¡¯ll be going to see her then. She must be so scared.¡±


    It was the afternoon. A young woman caressed the clothes she had been folding and


    waited for the police. The door opened, and she heard her name. ¡°McKinnon?¡±


    She rose, taking the clothes with her, and followed the police. Instead of heading


    toward the station¡¯s entrance, the police officer led her to a room full of suspects and


    closed her inside.


    ¡®Wait!¡± she cried, shackling against the bars in shock. ¡°I thought I was supposed to be


    released today!¡± ¡°After Charli McKinsey used you of homicidal intent and the


    whole Inte storm you spawned, you really think we¡¯re gonna let you out? As if!


    Nobody¡¯s leaving until someone gets to the bottom of this. In the meantime, you¡¯re


    staying with them. Maybe then you¡¯ll learn some discipline.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s heart sank. An Inte storm? What was that supposed to mean?


    She hardly had the chance to press on. The police left her clinging to the bars-its


    metal nipping to the skin-until she turned around and saw a crowd of humanoid


    silhouettes encircling her.


    ¡°So, that¡¯s the Deirdre McKinnon I¡¯ve been hearing so much about? No wonder she


    got to stay in that private suite in this sh*thole. I know you¡¯re Brendan Brighthall¡¯s


    lover, but sh*t, you look meh.¡± ¡°Look at her squeezing into the corner! Wait, she¡¯s


    blind? F*ck me. I didn¡¯t know Brendan¡¯s into power ys! Kinky-kinky, Mr. Brighhall!¡±


    ¡°Why the h*ll is she his lover? She¡¯s so sh*t! Miss McKinsey does not deserve to lose


    out to someone like this! We should bnce the universe ourselves, right?¡±


    Deirdre had gone through things like this back in prison, so she knew exactly what


    was entailed in their remarks. Immediately, she shrieked at the top of her lungs, ¡°Help!


    Help!¡±


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    Her aggressors started pulling her by her hair before smacking across her cheek.


    ¡°Shut the f*ck up, b*tch! You get the warden in, and I¡¯ll f*ck you up even harder!¡±


    ¡°Shove a rag to it!¡± ¡®Words are she¡¯s pregnant, so don¡¯t cause her kid to go, or she¡¯ll


    get to leave here with a new excuse. F*ck her up on ces people can¡¯t see, people!¡±


    The violence only stopped after they tired themselves out. Deirdre had been curling


    into herself at the corner, trembling, but her hand had been firmly guarding her


    abdomen throughout the ordeal. It seemed to have fueled the women¡¯s rage-they


    kicked and stomped her on her legs, arms, and back.


    If someone were to undress her¡­ The wounds would expose themselves instantly.


    It was then that a police officer came to inform, ¡°Mr. Brendan Brighthall has arrived to


    see McKinnon.¡±


    The bullies paled.


    Not a word of their¡­ ¡®activity* could ever be leaked to him!


    As Deirdre was on her way out, one of them helped her to her feet and hissed in her


    ear, ¡°If you know what¡¯s good for you, keep your lips sealed. He¡¯s in hot water himself,


    honey, so he¡¯s not going to be able to save you or bring you out of here. If you¡¯re


    idiotic enough to say something wrong, and we get wind of it, oh¡­ Darling, you


    haven¡¯t seen anything yet!¡±


    Almost as if to seal her threat, she pinched Deirdre¡¯s arm hard.


    Deirdre saw ck spots dancing in her eyes as a spell of dizziness crashed onto her.


    Her mind was still numb and nk by the time the police officers brought her out of


    detainment.

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    Chapter 872 Her Exposed Wrist


    What did they mean when they said Brendan himself was in hot water?


    What was going on out there?


    Deirdre could not stop from asking the police officer leading her away, ¡°C- Can I ask?


    What has happened while I¡¯m here? Why can¡¯t I be released?¡±


    The police officer regarded her visage. Her experience so far had dealt a blow to her


    appearance-she looked so feeble. She was so beautiful that nobody could expect her


    to be so capable of murder. A gorgeous sight like her pushing another woman down


    the stairs to kill thetter!?


    ¡°Even if I don¡¯t answer your question, I¡¯m pretty sure you can guess it by this point,


    right? Or are you telling me you don¡¯t know what you¡¯ve done?¡±


    Deirdre stared at him, confused.


    ¡°Jesus Christ, what¡¯s wrong with the world¡­ Everyone knows you pushed an innocent


    young woman down the stairs in an attempt to kill her, okay? And that¡¯s just the first


    taste of the whole scandal, apparently!


    ¡°One of the board members of the Brighthall Group has revealed that you and Mr.


    Brighthall are lovers, which means the sh*tstain you left soiled the entire business


    group altogether! Aren¡¯t you a piece of work? No wonder Brighthall¡¯sing to see


    you in the middle of the night. He¡¯s probably having a migraine just thinking about how


    in h*ll is he going to fix this clusterf*ck!¡±


    That seemed to be the extent the police officer was willing to talk. He turned back


    forward and continued their journey.


    Deirdre¡¯s mind was nk. So many things seemed to have happened¡­ and now,


    even the Brighthall Group was being dragged through the mud?


    She clenched her fists as she was led into a room.


    Brendan was sitting on the other side of the window. Seeing her, he instantly rose to


    his feet and cried out, ¡°Dee!¡±


    He failed to disguise the fatigue in his voice, but it did clue Deirdre in as to why it had


    taken him sote to finally see her. He must have been busy with hispany affairs


    until thete hours. Instinctively, she stuck her wrist into her pocket and cast her eyes


    down.


    ¡°It¡¯s veryte. You should be resting instead ofing here, Brendan. We can talk


    when you¡¯re free,¡± she said. ¡®You don¡¯t have to worry about me being here. I don¡¯t


    mind.¡±


    Something in her demeanor hinted she knew something. Specifically, knowledge of


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    what might have been happening to Brendan out there. All it did was make him want


    to rush inside and break her out of the detainment center, though.


    He forced his impulse back to the back of his mind. ¡°I¡¯m sorry. Something¡¯s happened


    outside, so now you have to stay here a little while longer. I promise that I¡¯ll personally


    over her made Deirdre feel a little uneasy, so she avoided his gaze. ¡°Is that all? If yes,


    excuse me.¡±


    She was worried Brendan would notice something wrong about her.


    ¡°No, Dee, wait!¡± Brendan cried out, his eyes fixed on her. Genuine love was practically


    oozing out from his eyes. ¡°Won¡¯t you spare me the time to talk to me for a bit? I want


    to¡­ be with you.¡±


    Stunned, Deirdre remained in her spot without turning back to see him. ¡°I, uh, am a


    little tired. It¡¯ste night, Brendan.¡±


    Her palms were sweating out of panic.


    Brendan was quiet. He studied how her spine jutted against her rather emaciated skin


    and said, ¡°I won¡¯t bother your rest if you¡¯re tired, but can you stay and have some


    supper with me?¡± ¡°Supper?¡± She turned, shocked.


    Brendan had informed the police about his intention. It was just the perfect excuse to


    remove the ss window between them-and now, they could talk and look at each


    other at the same table.


    He could not take his eyes off her. It became clear that the young woman had be


    dramatically thinner after a few days.


    He also knew that the food served in the detainment center was never good, so he


    had bought all kinds of scrumptious things from any restaurant still operating at this


    hour and had them all delivered to the facility.


    Sweating to herself, Deirdre sat before the table nervously.


    Brendan pushed a bowl of soup to her and remarked warmly, ¡°Here, some chicken


    soup to warm your body and give you strength. You look a little feeble right now, Dee.


    I don¡¯t want you to pass out before Ie to take you out of here.¡±


    Deirdre epted it and took a spoonful sip. ¡°Mm. It¡¯s delicious.¡±


    Brendan¡¯s eyes were positively melting with concern. But then, suddenly, her exposed


    wrist caught his attention.

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    Chapter 873 Where is She?


    ¡°What¡¯s that on your wrist?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s heart skipped a beat. She retracted her hand immediately as if she had


    touched something hot, her heart racing. ¡°What¡¯s what?¡±


    Her reaction was unexpected; Brendan was stunned. ¡°Uh, why is it so dirty?


    It looks like dust.¡± ¡°Oh!¡± Deirdre exhaled a breath of relief. He did not see her injury


    after all. After all the trouble the scandal had brought to him via the Brighthall Group,


    thest thing she wanted was for Brendan to be distracted by her affair. ¡°Er, the wall


    was a little dusty when I identally rubbed my skin against it.¡±


    Brendan produced a piece of wet tissue. ¡°I¡¯ll help with that.¡±


    He gingerly held her wrist with his one hand, but before the wet tissue even made


    contact, Deirdre suddenly withdrew hers in a state of nervous panic.


    ¡°What¡¯s the matter?¡±


    Deirdre went quiet, but Brendan thought he understood why she balked.¡± Sorry. I


    genuinely only wanted to clean your hand for you. If you¡¯re notfortable with it,


    you¡¯re wee to help yourself.¡±


    He was upset-Deirdre could hear it in his voice. That hurt feeling did not make her


    loosen her lips, though. She quietly took the tissue and cleaned her wrist under the


    table. At times, she identally rubbed against her injury, and a little of that pain


    would break out of her face and make her lip twitch.


    She finished her meal as quickly as she could and rose. ¡°I¡¯m finished. I should go


    back.¡±


    Brendan wished God could give him more time, but he had to admit it was gettingte.


    Besides, he could not risk being too forward in rekindling their rtionship by this


    point. The only way they could get somewhere was through slow, steady, baby steps.


    ¡°Alright. You get an early rest, okay? If there¡¯s anything you¡¯ll like me to help with,


    please don¡¯t hesitate. I will help you. I promise.¡±


    A glint flitted through Deirdre¡¯s eyes as she nodded a little anxiously. The warden led


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    her back to the room where the other ten inmates waited in the corner, their eyes


    boring into her.


    When the warden left after a few words, they rxed. One of them approached her


    and pulled Deirdre by her hair. ¡°Did you snitch?¡±


    Calmly, she shook her head.


    The leader was rather pleased. She pped Deirdre¡¯s cheeks. ¡°Good girl. You should


    be proud of yourself for not being a snitchin¡¯ b*tch, darling, ¡® cause you just dodged a


    bullet there. Anyway, you¡¯re sleeping in the corner but leave your nket. I¡¯m going to


    spread it wide on the floor for myself.¡±


    Brendan cleared the food from the table and got back to his car. He was about to start


    the engine, and yet his mind kept conjuring scenes of Deirdre¡¯s overreaction.


    Something just did not feel right.


    She even stayed with him for far longer than she usually did.


    He got out of his car and returned to the station.


    ¡°McKinnon? Oh, she¡¯s not staying in that individual cell anymore.¡±


    Brendan frowned. ¡°Why not?¡± ¡®Why else?¡± the warden replied haplessly. ¡°The scandal


    she¡¯s involved in has grown so big that the top brass is making sure nobody¡¯s giving


    her any preferential treatment.¡±


    Brendan¡¯s heart sank. ¡°Then where is she now?¡± ¡°She¡¯s locked up with other female


    suspects.¡± ¡°Show me, now!¡±


    It was a chilling night. The cement floor seemed to emanate cold from every inch


    before prickling Deirdre¡¯s skin as she sat by herself in the corner. She could not stop


    shaking.


    She could not lean against the wall, or the cold would nip at her. The only thing she


    could do was curl into a ball, her arms protecting her belly.


    ¡®I have been through worse,¡¯ she told herself.


    Her days in prison had been far more tormenting than anything this detainment center


    could throw at her. She was sure she could survive this if she just steeled herself-but


    there was no way she would rehash the past.


    This time, she would protect her baby.


    Sleep overcame her. Slowly, she closed her eyes.


    When Brendan ordered the warden to bring him to Deirdre¡¯s new cell, he did not


    expect he would see something like that.


    He did not expect to see the other suspects huddling with one another, snug in their


    nkets, while Deirdre was relegated to the corner with her arms around her legs.


    Her uniform was so thin that she was visibly shivering from the cold.

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    Chapter 874 You Can¡¯t Take Her Away!


    The sight stung Brendan in the eyes like thorns. Murderous air began to pool around


    him like the onset of a nuclear explosion. He mmed his hand against the bars,


    thundering, ¡°What the h*ll am I seeing!?¡±


    The warden¡¯s face turned as white as a sheet. He knew all too well what this wasbullying between


    inmates. What he did not expect was Brendan catching it right when


    it happened.


    His hoarsemotion woke the inmates. When they saw who it was, their minds


    turned nk. They had no idea that a man whose very status would equate him to a


    modern-day prince would deign himself to visit a dirty cell in a detainment facility!


    ¡°M-Mr. Brighthall! W-Why are you here? N-No, this is a misunderstanding! It¡¯s all Miss


    McKinnon¡¯s idea! She found us filthy and decided to sleep in her own clean little


    corner instead of huddling with our grime. She said it herself! The corner¡¯s clean, she


    said!¡± ¡°Exactly! She¡¯s the one w-who¡¯s ostracizing us! Thus, we chose not to force her


    against her wish!¡±


    Their desperate ruckus to clean themselves off suspicion woke Deirdre. She stirred


    and groggily listened to their defenses for a while before looking ahead. There, she


    saw a familiar figure in her blurry sight.


    Her heart seemed to stop beating for a second. ¡®Is that¡­ Brendan!?


    ¡®But why is he here!? He was supposed to have left!¡¯ ¡°Shut the f*ck up!¡± growled


    Brendan, his features twisting into a horrifying grimace.


    Sheer wrath had consumed his reason-he had to grit his teeth just to stop himself


    from being a monster. He stepped inside the cell, intending to bring Deirdre out of it.


    Before he could grab her wrist, though, he saw the bruises.


    ¡°What the f*ck!?¡± He exhaled and yanked her sleeve back.


    Her entire arm was filled with blue-ck bruises. Against her porcin skin, they


    looked even more harrowing than they already were.


    The rest of the inmates panicked. ¡°T-That¡¯s-¡±


    Any excuses they coulde up with seemed futile by this point.


    Brendan turned to the warden, his eyes steely. ¡°I trust that you people know what to


    do about this.¡±


    The warden felt cold sweat oozing out of his spine and nodded. ¡°O-Of course! How


    dare they do this in a ce ofw and order, like a police station!? We¡¯ll immediately


    begin an investigation to see who¡¯s responsible.¡± ¡°Investigation? Who¡¯s responsible?¡±


    Brendan scanned the crowd and broke out augh.


    Everyone shivered in fear.


    Wordlessly, Brendan carried Deirdre into his arms and started toward the door.


    ¡°Mr. Brighthall!¡± The warden and his colleague began to crowd around. ¡± You can¡¯t


    take her out like that!¡±


    Brendan¡¯s eyes were as cold as icicles. ¡°I can¡¯t? Do you have any idea how much


    trouble your entire station will be in if I bring this up for legal scrutiny? A pregnant


    woman, innocent before an official charge, was being abused while she was detained


    in your station under your watch. Can you really see yourself getting out of this sh*t


    alive?¡±


    Everyone froze and exchanged nces.


    ¡°If something were to happen to her, none of you, I mean not a single one of you,


    would be able to handle the responsibility. I¡¯m just bringing her to the hospital to


    receive the medical care she deserves. If you¡¯re worried about my intention, then go


    ahead and get one of your people to tag along!¡±


    With that, he strode back out to the hall and to the parking lot, his steps frantic but


    stable. The popped veins crawling around his arms were proof that he was doing his


    best to contain the raging beast inside him.


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    ¡°B-Brendan¡­¡±


    Deirdre curled into herself even more. The man¡¯s arms were strong, firm¡­


    safe. She felt the safest as she had ever been. And yet, she was worried. If word of


    Brendan forcibly taking her out of the detainment center got out, only more troubles


    would follow.


    ¡°B-Brendan, put me down¡­ I¡¯m okay, really¡­¡±


    Brendan¡¯s breathing became even morebored. The mes of his rage were


    threatening to pour out of his every pore.


    He set her down on the passenger¡¯s seat, tipped her chin up, and kissed her supple


    lips hard.


    It hurt enough that Deirdre froze.


    Brendan took a deep breath. ¡°When are you finally going to learn to protect yourself,


    Deirdre? When are you finally going to trust me a little more?¡±


    He was infuriated, but it was more than just because she was being bullied.


    It was because she was still thinking about hiding her pain from him despite the abuse


    she had suffered.

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    Resent Reject Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 875


    Chapter 875 You Just Have to Trust Me


    Deirdre would never know how much it pained Brendan to see her retreating into the


    corner like a puppy being bullied. It felt like his heart was being torn into two by


    someone¡¯s bare hand.


    The rage-and his helpless ignorance-at the kind of abuse suffered by the woman he


    loved was coursing through his veins and animating every single fiber in his body.


    How he wished he could be the one to suffer in her ce!


    The pain from his forceful kiss lingered on Deirdre¡¯s lips. Quivering, she said shakily,


    ¡°B-Brendan, I¡­¡±


    He threw his arms around her and hugged her tightly. ¡°Why can¡¯t you just- stand up


    for yourself more, Deirdre? Why?¡± he murmured, pained.


    Deirdre did not know how to react at all. She had never heard Brendan use such a


    voice before-never heard him sound so desperate, so vulnerable, so pleading.


    ¡°I¡¯m¡­ I¡¯m fine¡­¡± It took her a long time to force her thoughts back down tofort


    him. ¡°Nothing happened. I¡¯m okay. It wasn¡¯t so bad, you see? If it were, I would have


    told the warden.¡±


    Brendan unbuttoned her cor and stared at the bruises coldly. ¡°This is your definition


    of ¡®okay¡¯?¡±


    Deirdre went quiet. She hastily buttoned her shirt again. ¡°I mean, it¡¯s better now.¡±


    Brendan fixed an unreadable look at her for a while before fastening her seatbelt and


    driving her to the nearest hospital.


    Brendan only found out, during the subsequent medication examination, that all of her


    bruises had been targeted at areas where her uniform would cover. They were all over


    her and were made by her aggressors kicking her with the tip of their shoes.


    Even the nurse in charge of administering medicine exhaled forlornly.¡± How ckhearted would you


    have to be to even do such a thing to a pregnant woman? God, the


    depravity!¡±


    Brendan walked away from them to call Sam, ordering him to show up at the


    offending police station. He was sure those inmates had not done what they did


    unprompted-and even if they did, they would not have found the need or desire to


    hide their actions.


    This had to be the work of some outside forces. By the time he finished his call, the


    nurse had finished her task, too. Deirdre put on her clothes, her cheeks a little


    burning.


    Brendan grabbed hold of her shaking hand and did thest button on her cor.


    ¡®You can rest easy tonight, so please, take a good, well-deserved rest. I¡¯ll be right


    beside you.¡±


    Deirdre raised her head and frowned a little. ¡°I still think you should send me back


    there.¡± ¡°Why?¡± ¡°Because I have pretty much recovered by this point. Besides, I¡¯m¡­


    I¡¯m a suspect. If other people learn that I¡¯ve been sent to the hospital in the middle of


    my detainment, they will make a hill out of this mound. I don¡¯t want to give you another


    world of trouble.¡±


    Brendan caressed her hair. Hearing her care for him just warmed his heart.


    ¡°Don¡¯t worry,¡± he replied. ¡°I¡¯m not so powerless that my love can¡¯t even get a good


    night¡¯s sleep. The police have incentives not to let news like that be leaked to the


    public, so you have nothing to worry about.¡±


    Deirdre had wanted to refute him further, but Brendan, rubbing her hair, interjected


    gently, ¡°You just have to trust me.¡±


    He sounded so even-keeled yet undergirded by a quiet, firm strength.


    Deirdre was suddenly reminded that this was Brendan Brighthall, the kingmaker-if not


    the king himself-of Neve.


    Ultimately, she fell asleep in a fetal position at the height of her exhaustion.


    A whileter, Den pushed the door. ¡°How is Miss McKinnon?¡±


    Brendan signaled him to lower his voice. Shooting onest nce at the young


    woman slumbering peacefully, he left the room with his friend.


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    There, he finally answered, ¡°She¡¯s covered in bruises, but it¡¯s clear enough that her


    aggressors were instructed to brutalize her as much as they could without harming the


    baby. She should be right as rain after some hospitalization.¡±


    He did not sound as though he was relieved. In fact, he sounded like a butcher ready


    to get to work.


    Den could tell his friend had no ns to let those aggressors go, so he cautioned.


    ¡°Hold your horses. This happened under the police¡¯s watch, remember? At least wait


    until these inmates are released back to society. By that point¡­ Meh, you can abduct


    them and bring them to the organization. Do whatever you like with them, I won¡¯t even


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    ¡°Those people were nted there by whoever masterminded this whole thing. They were meant to stay


    there for only a few days.¡± ¡°Okay then,¡± Den remarked. ¡°Honestly, this turns out to be a backhanded


    blessing for Miss McKinnon. Since she¡¯s pregnant, after suffering from this incident, the police¡¯s forced


    to let her stay here, sending only one of their people to watch her. She no longer had to suffer in that


    sh*thole detainment center now.¡±


    Brendan nodded in agreement. This was probably the only silver lining there was.


    Den leaned his back against the wall. ¡°Who do you think ordered this attack?¡±


    Brendan shot a nce at him and answered, ¡°Charlene.¡± ¡°I thought the same.¡± Den shed him a


    smile. ¡®The mastermind behind her is someone meticulous, cautious, and sharp. They couldn¡¯t have


    possibly done something so stupid that it could frustrate their own ns. So, this is all Charlene for


    sure.¡±


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    Brendan¡¯s eyes seemed to be shrouded by a cold, inky mire. ¡°One day, I¡¯ll settle our scores. One. By.


    One.¡±


    Soon enough, the Brighthall Group¡¯s board of directors quickly came out with a statement ¡®debunking¡¯


    the ims Mr. Jensen made. ording to their joint press release, Mr. Jensen had made things up out


    of malice and vengeance since he had been kicked out of the board.


    The revtion did not make that much of a ssh. Mr. Jensen had a history of fabrication, after all.


    Deirdre¡¯s affair managed to get a lot less focus after a new celebrity scandal came to light. Meanwhile,


    Charlene¡¯s bold lie about losing her ability to dance in that interview managed to turn quite a sizable


    crowd against her.


    Throughout the ordeal, Deirdre remained in the hospital. Her injuries had long since recovered, and yet


    Brendan never came to proceed with the discharge procedure. Thanks to that, she found herself


    unexpectedly owning a personal space to breathe and rx.


    ¡°Miss McKinnon? Sorry, but I came to Sylvain¡¯s toote. The food¡¯s all sold,¡± a short-haired woman said


    as she entered her ward. ¡°So, I bought a recement from next door. Is that okay?¡±


    Deirdre nodded. Her newpanion was a caretaker Brendan had hired for her, yet she struck Deirdre


    as little¡­ on the young side. Her youth just stuck out to Deirdre.


    ¡®Thanks,¡± she said.


    ¡°Oh, it¡¯s no biggie. Serving you is our job, Miss McKinnon. If you need anything, just say the word,¡±


    replied Shea Ross, smiling. She ced the food on a cab and began setting up the bedtable.


    Deirdre reached out for water, but her fingers identally knocked a ss out of the edge of the table.


    To her bewilderment, Shea immediately caught it before it even reached the floor-the young woman¡¯s


    reaction speed was lightning-fast!


    ¡°Did some of the water get to you?¡±


    Deirdre shook her head. She could not contain her awe and added, ¡°Shea, that was¡­ so fast! You


    were so fast!¡±


    The young womanughed. ¡°Of course I have to be! The ss was about to be smashed!¡± ¡°But you


    were, like, two meters away from it when it happened, right? That¡¯s nothing short of impressive!¡±


    ¡°Well¡­¡± Shea looked a little flustered. ¡°I was trained to be like that, you know?¡± ¡°T-Trained?¡± ¡°Yea, as in


    training. We¡¯re trained to act fast. That way, we can stop our clients from hurting themselves from a fall


    immediately,¡± she replied before changing the subject. ¡°Here you go, Miss McKinnon. Time to eat.¡±


    She was obviously against dwelling on her background, so Deirdre decided not to ask any more. She


    sat on her bed and started sipping her porridge.


    Suddenly, the door opened. Shea¡¯s entire demeanor turned solemn and deferential. ¡°Sir.¡± ¡°Shea.¡±


    Brendan turned to Deirdre. She had only been staying in the hospital for two days and was already


    recovering much of her brio.


    Heposed himself and ordered, ¡°Leave us be for a while.¡±


    Shea did not even ask why. She left immediately and closed the door behind her.


    The room was instantly filled with the man and the unmistakable, unforgettable air he always brought


    with him. It was stifling enough that Deirdre began to feel a throe of difort. At least her feelings for


    him in the past were simple and uplicated-she hated him to his bones.


    But now? Now, even she was no longer sure.


    By this point, he had stopped hiding his passionate feelings and ardor for her. But more importantly, he


    had been doing so much to atone for all the sins he hadmitted.


    ¡°How are your injuries?¡± he asked.

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    Chapter 877 I¡¯ve Seen It All Already-Including Some Pretty Private ces


    Deirdre shook herself out of her trance and nodded. ¡°They have recovered nicely.¡± ¡°But that¡¯s not what


    you¡¯ll say if the policee and ask the same question, okay? Tell them you¡¯re hurting everywhere and


    remain in the hospital.¡±


    Deirdre froze. ¡°Is that even allowed?¡± ¡°Of course, it is,¡± Brendan replied matter-of-factly. ¡°You¡¯re at your


    safest when you¡¯re staying here. Nobody can ruffle you while I get to be close to you till my heart¡¯s


    content.¡± ¡®Close to me?¡¯


    Ever since Brendan came clean about his true feelings, he had been acting way too candidly. Deirdre


    could not even tell what it was making her feel, so she pretended she did not hear that.


    ¡°Are the bruises still there?¡± he asked.


    Deirdre snapped out of her thoughts and shook her head. Hesitantly, she admitted, ¡°I mean¡­ at least I


    think they¡¯re gone.¡± ¡°Let me have a look.¡±


    Pink hues tinted her cheeks. ¡°What?¡± ¡°The police¡¯s going to send someone to examine your injuries,


    right? They¡¯ll only let you stay here if those blue-ck bruises remain obvious enough,¡± he exined


    matter-of-factly. ¡°Since you don¡¯t know, then I¡¯ll have to be the one to examine them.¡±


    She heard no stray emotion from his voice and bit her lips in uncertainty. Maybe she was overthinking


    things¡­


    She put her spoon down. Steeling herself against her growing embarrassment, she showed him her


    arm. ¡°A-Anything?¡±


    Her skin was as gorgeous as porcin. After a few days of rest, he could not catch a single w. His


    breath hitched.


    Deirdre heard no answer and asked again, ¡°A-Are they still there?¡±


    Brendan finally snapped out of his trance. ¡°Uh, no.¡±


    That made Deirdre anxious. ¡°Oh no! What now?¡± ¡°Well, the injuries on your arms were the least serious


    ones. But the ones on your waist and around your ribcage were pretty bad if I remember correctly.¡±


    The tip of Deirdre¡¯s ears seemed to be burning. She wished a hole would crack open from the ground


    and swallow her whole. Why did they have to be there? She was not wearing her bra at the moment!


    ¡°I, uh, see. Then we should, uh, ask Shea to check-¡± ¡°She¡¯s busy with errands right now,¡± Brendan


    answered immediately, his eyes fixed on her. ¡°She¡¯s not here.¡±


    Shea was standing by the door, ready to enter. She heard Brendan¡¯s im and wisely withdrew her


    hand from the doorknob. Maybe she should return after running threeps in the hospital¡¯s massive


    backyard¡­


    ¡°She¡¯s busy? Sounds unlikely. You told her to leave us alone and nothing else,¡± Deirdre replied


    skeptically. No matter how often she tried to call out for her, Shea simply did not respond.


    Brendan raised an eyebrow. ¡°Told you. She left.¡±


    Deirdre bit her lips. ¡°Then we should ask a nurse to do it instead.¡±


    Brendan suddenly leaned close, his finger tipping her chin upward. He studied the blushes on her


    cheeks and murmured under his breath, ¡°Don¡¯t be shy, Deirdre. The nature of our rtionship is such


    that I¡¯ve seen everything already, including your more¡­ private ces. It¡¯s passed the time to be coy


    and awkward. Besides, I¡¯m only worried about your injuries.¡±


    Deirdre wanted to refute him but found no counterargument. Brendan was right. He was only worried


    about the state of her injuries. Acting shyly at a moment like this was just¡­ so inappropriate.


    She steeled herself against her panic, mentally calmed herself, and pushed the bedtable away. Then,


    shey down. Awkwardly, she tugged the edge of her shirt and slowly peeled it upward, exposing her


    slim waist. The almost baster-like color of her skin practically shone, and one could easily see it


    undting from her breath.


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    She bit her lips and pulled it away from her ribcage.


    ¡°So¡­ Is this o-okay?¡±


    At first, there was silence. And then the sound of a man¡¯s breathing grew heavier and heavier.


    Perplexed, Deirdre thought of pulling her shirt down again.


    The man¡¯s lips practically meshed into hers, robbing her of her breath. In fact, it felt as though he


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    Chapter 878 It Hurts So Much


    Deirdre was bewildered. His kiss came in so strongly, passionately, and hungrily that it felt like he had


    swallowed the air around and between them. All she could smell was pheromones-his. They were all


    over her, and yet¡­ she did not necessarily hate it.


    His fingers were usually cold, but they were set alight the moment they grazed her skin. mes spread


    across her body.


    ¡°M-Mm¡­¡± She let out a moan.


    Brendan stiffened for a moment. Then suddenly, he amplified his strength, putting so much force into


    his arms as if hoping to merge the woman into himself.


    Suddenly, the young woman curled into a ball and hissed.


    rmed, Brendan let go. His features were ovee with worry. ¡°What happened?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s face turned pale. She was still curling into herself.


    Brendan looked and found stark bruises on her back. Anger pooled in his eyes, and as he reached out


    to touch it, his fingers were nothing but featherlight. ¡°Does it hurt?¡±


    Deirdre let the worst pass for a moment and shook her head. ¡°It¡¯s better now.¡±


    He bent andnded a kiss on her bruise, stunning her. She felt her skin burning again. ¡°B-Brendan¡­¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m sorry.¡± His ck eyes were quiet, sad, and filled with guilt. ¡°If only I knew it sooner¡­ You wouldn¡¯t


    have to suffer.¡±


    Deirdre fell silent. Then, she replied, ¡°It¡¯s okay. It¡¯s not your fault. You can¡¯t possibly know what the


    police are up to at all times.¡±


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    She sounded so untroubled by her injuries. Brendan looked into her lifeless, ssy eyes and thought of


    all of the things she had gone through back when she was incarcerated. The knowledge tasted bitter.


    Brendan realized he could never clear the astronomical debt he owed her.


    Enfeebled by his own thoughts, he drew the young woman into his arms. It was a little awkward, but


    she did not resist him. Leaning against his arms, she even began to feel sleepy.


    The sunlight sprayed all over her face. She was quiet, unperturbed. It was the kind of peace nobody


    would want to disturb. As Brendan watched, the frigidity in his eyes-that always seemed perennial-


    thawed.


    ¡°Sir!¡±


    Shea pushed the door open¡­ and found herselfing face to face with this. She froze, unsure if she


    wasing at the right time.


    Luckily, she did not wake up Deirdre. Brendan raised his head, and suddenly, the patina of ice in his


    eyes had returned.


    Shea lowered her head. ¡°It¡¯s Sam. He passed a message. The police have released the aggressors.¡±


    ¡°Tell him to round everyst one of them. Let none escape!¡± ¡®Yes, sir!¡± Shea nodded. ¡°What do we do


    with them?¡± ¡°Send them to the organization.¡±


    Shea was taken aback. She had believed Brendan¡¯s intent, at most, was teaching the offenders a


    lesson, but sending them to the organization? That meant a whole other level of gravity-and a clear


    indication that Deirdre was the one line Brendan would not let anyone cross.


    ¡°Alright.¡±


    Sam, as usual, got to work quickly. Half an hourter, Brendan received the news he had been waiting


    for. He was careful not to rouse the young woman in his arms and slowly eased Deirdre away from him.


    He then told Shea, ¡°Watch her closely. Nothing happens to her, or else.¡±


    He drove to the organization¡¯s headquarters. There, on the floor, the offenders were cowering, their


    entire bodies brutalized. It seemed that whatever Deirdre had suffered had been returned to them in


    several folds.


    Seeing Brendan immediately spurred them into begging, ¡°Please, Mr.


    Brighthall! We¡¯re sorry! We won¡¯t do it again! Please, please, please¡­ Just let us live! It hurts too


    much!¡± ¡°Oh, does it now?¡± Brendan sneered. He walked closer and stared at the leader of the pack


    from above, his visage cold. ¡°Did any of you wonder if Deirdre might feel the same pain when you


    gleefully beat her up?¡±

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    The leader let out a shaky breath and suddenly thought of the winces and pained grimaces their victim


    had made. These women had always been the ones throwing punches-they had never wondered about


    the feelings of those at the receiving end of their abuse.


    They knew it now-just as they now learned fear and regret.


    ¡°I¡­ I won¡¯t do it anymore¡­¡±


    Sparing her even a seconds-long nce made Brendan retch. ¡°Sounds to me like you girls aren¡¯t


    getting enough of it yet.¡±


    Finally, the women lost even the strength to cry. Brendan wrapped his fingers with a handkerchief


    before tipping one of their chins to face him.¡± So, who gave you girls the order?¡±


    Deirdre stirred, opening her eyes. She instinctively rubbed her hand over her bedside, but there was no


    one.


    ¡°Miss McKinnon? Are you awake?¡±


    She reeled in realization. Had Brendan left? She nodded nheless.


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    ¡°Are you hungry? Do you need me to get you something to eat?¡± ¡°What time is it now?¡± ¡®Three in the


    afternoon.¡±


    Deirdre was quite shocked. That was how long she had slept? And it was such a peaceful, dreamless


    one, too¡­


    ¡®Where¡¯s Brendan?¡± ¡°Oh, he¡¯s out on his business. Do you want to see him? I can call him right away


    and tell him you¡¯re up and-¡± ¡°No!¡± Deirdre¡¯s refusal sprung out of her almost instantly. Her cheeks were


    burning. ¡°He¡¯s busy, right? So, let¡¯s not trouble him or anything. Besides, it¡¯s not like I want to see him. I


    was just¡­ asking. For no reason.¡±


    Shea nodded in a way Deirdre could not tell if she understood her or not. Her mind drifted to what


    happened in the morning, so she asked, ¡°Shea, where were you?¡± ¡®What¡¯s the matter, Miss


    McKinnon?¡±


    Deirdre thought about the event that had transpired and found herself still too embarrassed to even put


    things to word. ¡°I¡­ I mean, I needed your help this morning and thought you were outside, so I called


    out to you. But you didn¡¯t seem to hear me¡­ ore back!¡±


    Shea finally understood her. She was referring to that specific interval, huh? Well, how was she


    supposed to answer Deirdre¡¯s call after hearing what Brendan said? ¡°Oh, well I was¡­ I was getting


    some medicine for you, Miss McKinnon. What happened? Did something happen?¡±


    Deirdre shook her head. Nothing she said was going to help her now- especially not when whatever


    happened had happened. ¡°No. I guess¡­ not¡­¡±


    Shea could tell from Deirdre¡¯s behavior alone that Brendan had a pretty fun time with her. To think her


    employer was some kind of celibate! Now she knew he simply had his hidden beast all chained up.


    Judging from that, Shea could even guess just how hard Brendan must have gone with Deirdre behind


    closed doors¡­


    ¡°Shea?¡± The young woman in question asked sheepishly, ¡°I¡¯m a little hungry. Can you get me some


    fresh porridge?¡± ¡°Okay!¡±


    Shea bolted out of the door. Deirdre flexed her shoulder a little and winced. She bit her lips hard and


    took a sharp breath. That b*stard had bit her!


    She stared at her sheet, musing. A momentter, her door suddenly swung open. ¡°Miss McKinnon!¡±


    Something was wrong with Shea¡¯s tone. ¡°You have toe with me¡­ now!¡±


    Deirdre froze. ¡°But why?¡±


    Shea lunged forward and began helping her out of her bed. ¡°I don¡¯t know who did it, but someone let


    out the news that you¡¯re here, and now journalists are crowding outside the hospital! The security isn¡¯t


    going to be able to stop them from flooding in! Any sooner, and they¡¯ll even breach your room!¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s mind was abuzz. ¡°How? Why? How did this happen!?¡±


    Unfortunately, there was no time for her to think. With Shea¡¯s help, she hurried to the corridor outside.


    The emergency exit ahead was their salvation.


    That was until a crowd of journalists broke into the corridor and blocked their path.


    ¡°McKinnon is here!¡± someone yelled above the ding. And just like that, Deirdre and Shea found


    themselves surrounded by a blockade of people. The blinding light of camera shutters seemed to set


    the air ame. A few of them pulled out their microphones.


    ¡°Why isn¡¯t a homicide suspect like you being detained? Why are you in the hospital? Is this proof of


    Brendan Brighthall abusing his connection and wealth as a billionaire so that his people can evade


    justice?¡±

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    Chapter 880 Let Me Be The One To Protect You


    ¡°You should be detained in a cell awaiting your sentence for suspicion of murder, right? So, why are


    you here in the hospital?


    And who is that young woman with you?¡± ¡°Deirdre McKinnon, why are you panicking? You¡¯re not


    thinking about running away, right?!¡± ¡°How dare you hide in theforts of a hospital instead of facing


    your trials?


    What kind of world have wee to when a snake-hearted woman like you can evade justice?


    Not admitting to your guilt is bad, but trying to run away from tough questions? Honestly, McKinnon, did


    you really think having your billionaire lover shielding you makes you above ountability!?¡± ¡°Go to


    h*ll, murderer!¡±


    ¡°F*cking wh*re, stealing another woman¡¯s man and trying to murder her to get her out of the way! H*ll


    has a special ce for you, b*tch!¡±


    Theirmentaries started bing more and more inmmatory. At one point, someone even


    started getting physical and shoved Deirdre as hard as they could. The force knocked her footing awry,


    and she careened toward the wall.


    ¡°Miss McKinnon!¡± cried Shea. She reached out, caught her in her arm as quickly as she could, and held


    her steady. ¡°Are you okay?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s face was as white as a sheet. She shook her head.


    ¡°Get out of the way, godd*mnit!¡± Shea roared at the stampede. ¡°Get the h*ll out!¡±


    Unfortunately, a new influx of bystanders joined in on the chaos-all of them were feeling righteous fury.


    They formed a wall around Deirdre, determined to stop her from fleeing, and two of them even


    breached the ring.


    ¡®You¡¯re telling us to let the murderer leave!? Ha, f*ck you, the cops areing to detain you both!¡±


    The jostling crowd corroded her space and took away her air. She began to feel suffocated just as a


    sharp sting red on her abdomen. The world was beginning to spin, and she felt a dizzy spell. Her


    knees turned weak and began to bend-she was about to fall.


    ¡°Miss McKinnon!¡± cried Shea, panicking so hard that she was sweating. Jostled and sandwiched


    between unrelenting people, none of her bodyguarding skills had a chance. ¡°Miss McKinnon, are you


    okay? Please, hold on for now! Don¡¯t keel over! You¡¯ll be injured if you fall, and they rush toward us!¡±


    Deirdre yanked on her cor, her face ashen. She could not breathe.


    It was then that she heard an elevator ding. The door opened, and a new group of people poured out,


    this time herding the mob to carve a way out straight to Deirdre. Before the young woman could raise


    her head to see who her savior was, the man had enveloped her with his arms.


    She was in so much pain that she could hardly react. But then she smelled him and, in shock, shoved


    him away. ¡°No, Brendan! Don¡¯te near me. You mustn¡¯t be here!¡±


    Deirdre knew what was building up against her. Before any of this was settled, she would always be a


    murderer detested by the entire society. How could the leader of the Brighthall Groupe to her aid?


    Just the thought of how much talk andmentaries it would generate online scared her!


    Brendan, however, simply hugged her even more tightly. He covered every inch of her body with his


    large, strong arms, shielding her from any attack the world could throw at her.


    ¡°It¡¯s okay, Dee. It¡¯s all okay.¡± He breathed in her ear, firm yet gentle.


    This was what it should have been. He should have stood beside her and shielded her from every trial


    and tribtion two years ago-or even before then. He remembered something simr that had


    happened before: in the hospital where Sterling Fuller had protected Deirdre from the media without a


    care about his safety.


    Brendan was stunned. More importantly, though, he was jealous.


    That should have been him. He should be the only man Deirdre would ever rely on.


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    Well¡­ betterte than never, right?


    He smiled. ¡°Finally, I¡¯ve been waiting for this, a chance to be the one to protect you.¡±


    Deirdre froze. She tried to summon strength into her limp, weak arm to push him away. ¡°Are you


    insane? Do you know what that will do to you? The Brighthall Group is already trapped in a crisis of


    public opinion! What you¡¯re doing is like adding fuel to the fire! If something happens to you, who else


    is there to help me!?¡±

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    Chapter 881 There Won¡¯t Be A Next Time


    Brendan held Deirdre even more tightly. ¡°Dee¡­ You¡¯re worried about me.¡± ¡°You¡­ idiot!¡± Deirdre¡¯s eyes


    felt warm. God, she had to admit-being in his arms, by his side, made her feel so, so safe. But if the


    price of this safety was an armageddon of a media firestorm, then she would rather not have any of it.


    ¡°I.. I am not worried about you! I¡¯m just concerned about myself!¡±


    He caressed her hair. ¡°It¡¯s okay. Don¡¯t be scared.¡±


    There was no sign of him letting go. He simply held her tightly against his chest.


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    His action ignited a stack of kerosene. The mob rioted.


    ¡°What the f*ck is this!? Mr. Brighthall, are you protecting a criminal in public!?¡± ¡°So, the things people


    said on the Inte about you were right! Deirdre McKinnon is your lover, so you¡¯re protecting her! How


    could you do this to Miss McKinsey!? This b*tch pushed her down the stairs to kill her, and you, the


    f*cking fiance, chose to side with the criminal and protect her instead of helping your own fiancee!¡± ¡°Oh,


    I get it! She¡¯s here in the hospital instead of appearing in the detainment center because of you!


    F*cking billionaire spitting on thew and order the rest of us had to abide by just because he has


    some money and influence! What the f*ck do we needws for if the Brighthall Group over here is


    gonna sh*t all over it whenever it wants, huh!?¡± ¡°F*ck you, Bright hall! Get out, Brighthal I!¡± ¡°F*ck you,


    Brighthall! Get out, BrighthalI!¡± ¡°Get the f*ck out of Neve!¡±


    The mob¡¯s rage had risen to a fever pitch. The only reason they had not surrounded Brendan and


    Deirdre and beaten them up was that Brendan had brought his security detail for crowd control.


    Either way, the man himself said nothing as the mob continued to jeer and shout. They entered the


    elevator with Deirdre in his arms and got to his car.


    As soon as they got in, Shea began. ¡°I¡¯m sorry for what happened, sir. The tip came toote, and I


    failed to recognize the imminent threat at the first golden minute. Because of my failure, Miss McKinnon


    almost got hurt.¡±


    Brendan did not even spare her a nce. ¡°You¡¯ll get your punishment back in the organization.¡± ¡°Yes,


    sir.¡±


    Deirdre was cupping her abdomen and trying to grit through her agony.


    After hearing their exchange, though, her eyes snapped open, and she said, ¡°No! This has nothing to


    do with Shea! It¡¯s not her fault at all!¡±


    She took a few breaths in. ¡®They came so suddenly¡­ Nobody would have been able to know it was


    going to happen! Then, when we realized something bad was going on, she immediately tried to help


    me, but my condition dragged us both down. You can¡¯t punish her¡­¡±


    Shea froze. ¡°No, Miss McKinnon, it¡¯s all my fault. If I could just be a little faster¡ª No, I deserve it.¡±


    ¡®That¡¯s enough!¡± Brendan suddenly spoke up. ¡°I get it. The two of you have be chums who are


    just gonna keep covering each other while I¡¯m the bad guy, right? Fine. Dee wants you to be forgiven


    this time, so I¡¯ll grant her wish. But next time¡­ it won¡¯t be that easy.¡± ¡°Yes, sir!¡±


    Brendan considered Deirdre¡¯s visage. Her lips were bloodless. She might not have made any sound,


    but her trembling body made it clear that she was going through excruciating pain. He caressed the


    woman by her cheek and said, ¡°You okay? Hold steady¡­ I¡¯m bringing you home, and we¡¯ll have the


    doctor examine you.¡± ¡°O-Okay¡­¡± She hardly had the strength to talk.


    They reached the vi. There, after an examination, the doctor pronounced, ¡°Don¡¯t worry, it¡¯s


    psychosomatic. She was too distressed, but it would be fine with some medicines. It¡¯s nothing serious,


    but¡­ Miss McKinnon has never had robust health, so I¡¯ll suggest giving her a calming space that is as


    free from stress as possible.¡± ¡®Thank you very much.¡±


    The doctor stared at Brendan, bewildered. ¡°No need to thank me. I¡¯ll send someone to purchase the


    required medicine.¡±


    As soon as the doctor left, Mrs. Engel came in with a ss of warm water. She wiped tears from her


    eyes as she passed the ss. ¡°God, these people have gone too far! How could they treat a pregnant


    woman like this!? I¡¯m just d that Mr. Brighthall managed to get to you in time before something


    happened¡­¡±

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    Chapter 882 You¡¯re Fired


    ¡°I¡¯m fine, Mrs. Engel. Really,¡± replied Deirdre, smiling, as she felt warmth enveloping her heart. She


    took a sip of water and turned to Brendan. ¡°Are you going to be okay after, urn, today?¡± ¡°Why? It was


    nothing.¡±


    Deirdre was skeptical of his im, but she simply could not pry more out of him and decided to get


    information straight from the horse¡¯s mouth. She waited until Brendan went to his study and asked Mrs.


    Engel instead.


    ¡°But Miss McKinnon!¡±


    Deirdre shed a smile. ¡°Don¡¯t worry about how I¡¯m gonna take it, Mrs.


    Engel. I¡¯ve always been resilient. I¡¯m just curious, that¡¯s all. Just wondering how this whole thing will


    unravel.¡±


    Mrs. Engel searched the Inte for a while and immediately closed the browser. ¡°Those people are


    acting the same as ever,¡± she said vaguely.¡± Uh, Mr. Brighthall¡¯s being dragged into it, but I don¡¯t know


    if it¡¯s going to affect him that much.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s mind turned nk. Of course, it was going to affect him!


    She shook out of her trance and changed the subject. ¡°What are we having today?¡± ¡°Chicken soup,


    Miss McKinnon. With extra herb cloves, too, because I know you haven¡¯t had a good meal or sleep


    while you were locked up there. I can tell, or you wouldn¡¯t havee down with that bellyache just


    now.¡± ¡°Thank you, Mrs. Engel. Sorry for the trouble.¡± ¡°Not as much trouble as the demons haunting you,


    child.¡± Mrs. Engel sighed broodingly. Remembering what more to add to her pot, she hurried to the


    kitchen.


    Deirdre left the living room and instinctively looked up to where the first floor was. Brendan had been


    staying inside for so long.


    She balked for a second and decided to ascend the stairs. She made her way to his study, but before


    she could knock, she heard some sounds.


    ¡®You¡¯ve really done it again this time, Brighthall! You destroyed thepany! We told you to send that


    woman to prison, but no, you said, and now the entirepany is crashing down because of your


    childish, stubborn *ss! Sure, you¡¯re young and always have the chance to get back to the top, but we¡¯re


    on our way to retirement, okay? How are we supposed to bounce back!?¡± ¡°When we told you to resign


    and let others take your position as CEO, you and Madame Brighthall vetoed it with a flimsy bid for


    patience. And look what they had brought us!? Even if this whole sh*tstorm passes, Brighthall¡¯s


    reputation will never recover!¡± ¡®You need to give a press release right now! Tell the world that you


    protected Deirdre McKinnon because you think whatever punishment she deserved is the one


    mandated byw, and so you¡¯re thinking of personally sending her to prison. Or else¡­ The entire


    board of directors will unite in protest, and your position as CEO isn¡¯t going to mean any real power


    within thispany!¡±


    Despite the rage, Brendan did not frown even once. ¡°Sure. If this is what the board wants to do, go


    ahead. But sending Deirdre to prison? Not gonna happen.¡±


    The rest of his callers were so apoplectic that they could not even respond for a long time. ¡®You


    maddening jack*ss! Are you that besotted with a criminal? Godd*mnit! There are so many other women


    in the world, and you¡¯re going to die on this specific hill!? Fine! We won¡¯t stop you, but you¡¯re not going


    to return to Brighthall Group after this!¡± ¡°Fine by me. I don¡¯t have any strong opinions either way,¡±


    Brendan said cidly. ¡°But I should remind you that if you people kick me out and make me lose my


    power as a CEO, thepany¡¯s done for. Because none of you among the board has the skills or


    power to turn this around, anyway.¡±


    He sounded so t it could hardly be registered as a threat, yet the board stayed silent for a while.


    Then, as if reeling out of shock, the reply came,¡± No. Enough is enough. We thought you¡¯d be able to


    solve this crisis, but oh, look where we are now. Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame


    on me!


    ¡°Let me burst your bubble, Brighthall. The Brighthall Group¡¯s reputation and support have tanked!


    People are throwing sh*t at us, insulting us, and making fun of us! You still think you¡¯re that


    untouchable, uber-elite, everyone¡¯s-favorite-billionaire-icon, huh? If we let you handle Brighthall Group


    any longer, it won¡¯t matter how established thispany is. The entire empire¡­ is going to fall!¡±R¨ºAdt??St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only

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    Chapter 883 I¡¯d Whisk You Away Instantly


    The call was cut short on that hostile note.


    The finality of the man¡¯s voice made Deirdre¡¯s heart leap. She had expected things to evolve beyond


    the point of no return, but it did not mean she predicted how far past that point. The deluge of negative


    public opinion? The civil war within hispany? She was the one who had triggered it all.


    Deirdre¡¯s lips turned pale. She pressed her fingers so hard her nails almost looked transparent.


    Then, the door was opened. Brendan found her standing right outside, his eyes expressing shock.


    ¡°Why are you here?¡± ¡°Because you were inside for so long, I thought I shoulde to check on you¡­¡±


    she exined.


    ¡°So, you heard everything?¡±


    She nodded with difficulty.


    Brendan fondled her hairfortingly. ¡°Don¡¯t overthink it. It has nothing to do with you. The problem


    lies in me. I should have protected you better.¡±


    He lowered his head and leaned his lips close to her hair. ¡°I¡¯m just d you¡¯re okay.¡±


    His sincerity was so overwhelming it got around into bing almost suggestive. Deirdre felt as


    though her entire body had burst into mes.


    By the time she snapped out of it, a contrite look had shadowed her features. ¡®You shouldn¡¯t havee


    to help me personally,¡± she rebuked, frowning. ¡®You brought your people with you, right? So, you could


    have asked one of them to y the role you yed instead of showing up in person. You knew how


    much drama and news your personal appearance would generate, right? You¡¯re the leader of the


    Brighthall Group, for crying out loud!¡± ¡°I know,¡± Brendan replied candidly. His eyes never once left her


    face. ¡°But I know something else even better. I¡¯m not going to pass up this moment again.¡±


    Deirdre was perplexed. ¡°Again?¡±


    Brendan leaned close to her ear. ¡°While I was looking for you after your release, I saw you at the


    hospital. There, I had to watch Sterling Fuller take you away.¡± He sounded a little envious. ¡°If I could


    turn back time and return to that moment, I¡¯d definitely step in and whisk you away as soon as I was


    able¡­ before he could, anyway.¡±


    Deirdre was tongue-tied. Luckily, Mrs. Engel became an unwitting hero bying out of the kitchen,


    dering, ¡°Dinner¡¯s ready!¡±


    She jostled his hand away. ¡°We should eat.¡± ¡°Mm-hmm.¡±


    Deirdre kept mulling over her decision after dinner until, finally, she made up her mind. ¡°I¡¯m going to


    return to the police station tomorrow,¡± she told Brendan. ¡°They¡¯re probably looking for me, too. Then,


    you can tell the board of directors that there¡¯s no secret rtionship between the two of us and ask


    them to give you one more chance. It¡¯s important for you to wield actual power, you know? It¡¯s the only


    way to ensure your help. I don¡¯t mind any inconvenience that serves that end.¡±


    Brendan seemed to forgo responding to her idea. Instead, he asked, ¡®You haven¡¯t had your injuries


    addressed yet today, right?¡±


    Deirdre reeled in realization and looked away anxiously. ¡°I, uh, haven¡¯t had the time, but-¡± ¡°The doctor


    has sent over your medicines,¡± he interjected, cutting Deirdre¡¯s excuse short.


    She clenched her fists nervously and murmured, ¡°But they¡¯re practically on their way toplete


    recovery! It¡¯s going to be fine even without rubbing medicines on them. Besides¡­ it doesn¡¯t hurt


    anymore.¡± ¡°Then why were you breathing hard when I touched you this morning?¡± Brendan questioned


    as he stepped forward. He drew closer and closer to her, their faces almost touching, his gaze nailed


    unblinkingly at her thinned, supple lips.


    ¡°I¡­ It was¡­¡± Deirdre gulped and tried to protest. ¡°It wasn¡¯t because you identally touched my


    wound! It¡¯s because you were crushing me with your weight!¡± ¡°But your injuries were still blue and ck


    all over.¡± ¡°Okay, so we¡¯ll have Mrs. Engel-¡±


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    Chapter 884 I Won¡¯t Let You Down


    The sudden weightlessness bewildered Deirdre. She instinctively grabbed his cor as she grimaced in


    panic. She could feel him opening a door, and then, silently-she found herself gently plopping on the


    softness of her bed.


    Her surroundings were too quiet, and she could hear her heart racing.


    Helplessly, she cried out, ¡°B-Brendan? B-Brendan!¡±


    The man in question nted a gentle kiss on her forehead. ¡°I¡¯m here.¡±


    She withdrew her fingers into fists. ¡°Please, don¡¯t¡­¡±


    The nervous dread on her face annoyed him enough that he snorted.


    Please don¡¯t¡¯? Really?¡±


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    Deirdre parted her lips, but Brendan continued before she could exin herself further. ¡°I¡¯m not an


    animal, Dee. I¡¯m not going to take advantage of you when you¡¯re still injured. I¡¯m only worried about


    you. Once I finish administering medicine on your injuries. I¡¯ll leave.¡±


    His movement was so gentle that Deirdre nked and tacitly allowed him to do whatever he wanted to


    do.


    As it turned out, Brendan did exactly what he said he would. He gently poured some ointment on her


    injuries and rubbed them carefully, his erstwhile cool hand strangely warm this time.


    Deirdre gnashed her teeth and braved through the process, though she would asionally frown when


    it hurt. Brendan always caught it the moment her brows furrowed slightly and tweaked his motion to


    be even more featherlight.


    When it was over, Brendan told her gravely, ¡®The people who did this to you have all been punished¡­


    severely. From now on, nobody¡¯s going to harm you ever again.¡±


    He was serious. It was no lie. Deirdre¡¯s mind nked, and she said, ¡°The most important thing at the


    moment, Brendan, is finding out whether my mother¡¯s alive.


    ¡°It doesn¡¯t really matter if one of the prices I have to pay is this. I¡¯m used to a life like that,¡± she said


    under her breath. ¡°What I want in the end is news of my mother, so don¡¯t throw yourself in danger for


    my sake. If you¡¯re in a bind, then it frustrates what I want.¡±


    Silence befell Brendan gradually. After a while, he asked, ¡®You¡¯re still worried about thepany, aren¡¯t


    you?¡±


    She nodded. ¡°Exactly. I don¡¯t want you to act like an idiot for the sake of atoning for this or that because


    the best reparation you can ever give me is telling me, with certainty, if my mother¡¯s still alive. I don¡¯t


    want you to lose everything you have or be some image everyone out there spits on for some


    grandiose reasons like ¡®protecting me.¡¯ You¡¯re not some lowlife the board can just look down on. You¡¯re


    Brendan Brighthall! The man who¡¯s above us all!¡±


    She had tried to frame her words to signal only tepid camaraderie at most, but Brendan could still


    detect genuine care and concern from her. His lips curled upward, and he pulled her into his arms.


    ¡°God, I¡¯m so happy,¡± he murmured. Deirdre was no longer the same woman who would detest him as


    though he was the gue.


    Deirdre stiffened. Then, she frowned. ¡°I wasn¡¯t joking, Brendan.¡± ¡°I know. You are worried about me and


    are hoping that this whole affair doesn¡¯t affect me,¡± he replied. He cupped her chin and gazed into her


    with devotion reserved for a deity. ¡°So, I won¡¯t let you down, either. Every move


    I made was carefully calcted.¡±


    There was ayer of subtext in his quiet boast.


    Deirdre¡¯s mind nked at the possibility. She raised her head and asked,¡± Calcted? What do you


    mean?¡±


    Brendan said nothing. After gazing into her eyes for a moment, he let go of her. ¡®You should rest. Good


    night.¡±


    Deirdre fell onto her back, but all she could think about was what he had said. He seemed prepared-


    even as the board was going to unanimously fire him, he did not seem worried at all. Could it be that he


    had already made his next move, or could it be¡­


    Deirdre woke in the early morning. She hastily put on a coat and got downstairs.


    Mrs. Engel was busy in the kitchen.

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    Chapter 885 How Can You Tell It¡¯s Going to Be a Girl?


    Deirdre took a seat on the couch and automatically turned on the TV. She surfed several channels, and


    as expected, all of them were talking about the incident where Brendan took her from the hospital.


    It was less of a ssh and more of a tidal wave. Several members of the board of the Brighthall Group


    had released statements rifying the distance between themselves and the man at the center of


    infamy. The Inte was even more heated.


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    Deirdre was certain she would be subjected to the full tapestry of Inte mobmentaries if she


    could see.


    Brendan seemed to have be public enemy number one-and that fact sucked the light out of


    Deirdre¡¯s eyes.


    Mrs. Engel hurried out of the kitchen. ¡°Good morning, Miss McKinnon! I¡¯ve made some herbal soup, so


    come on and give it a try. If you don¡¯t like it, I¡¯ll change the recipe-¡±


    She faltered, freezing in her steps. Then, hesitantly, she said, ¡°Uh, I suggest not listening to all of this


    nonsense, Miss McKinnon¡­¡±


    Deirdre cast her eyes low. ¡°Is it bad out there?¡±


    Mrs. Engel sighed. For a moment, she was debating if she should tell the truth or lie. ¡°Well¡­ While I


    was out on the market, I found people crowding at the gate of this neighborhood. Good thing security


    here is tight enough that not a single reporter cane in.¡±


    Deirdre felt a headacheing. She knew this was going to be very, very bad.


    It was then that she heard a noise from above.


    Brendan strode out of his bedroom in his sleeping robe and descended the stairs. He showed no


    reaction to the news as he sipped his coffee and sat next to her. ¡°How are your injuries?¡±


    Deirdre could not believe it. This was not the time to be concerned about her! His ownpany was


    going to kick him out!


    ¡°Did you even read the news, Brendan? Those board members are all trying to distance themselves


    from you even though it¡¯s yourpany! If this keeps up, the leader is going to be someone else!¡±


    Brendan turned his eyes to her, happy. ¡°What¡¯s this? Concern?¡±


    Deirdre felt choked in her throat. How was he still in the mood for a tease!?


    ¡°I¡¯m not concerned! I just don¡¯t want you to get dragged into the mud and¡­ and ruin the investigation


    into my mother¡¯s whereabouts!¡±


    Brendan shed her a smile and swept a lock of her hair out of her face.¡± Don¡¯t worry. I know what I¡¯m


    doing.¡±


    His devil-may-care cidity was confusing her.


    Then, during their meal, Brendan kept receiving calls.


    One of them came from a board member who tried to be tactful and gentle. ¡°Brendan, as your senior,


    I¡¯m telling you: don¡¯t destroy your future over a woman. There are plenty of mermaids in the sea, okay?


    Even if you¡¯re that obsessed with this one, you could at least wait until this whole thing fades away from


    public consciousness, right? We¡¯ll even help you bail her out of prison time, then! You don¡¯t have to be


    with her now!¡±


    Brendan replied calmly, ¡°If you¡¯re calling me just to give me advice I didn¡¯t solicit, Mr. Jensen, then


    maybe you should put all that extra effort into brainstorming ways to clear ourpany from its soured


    reputation.¡± ¡°You brat!¡± Mr. Jensen thundered. ¡°You think you¡¯re some hot sh*t who¡¯s going to get away


    with everything? You doomed yourself the moment you decided to cr*p on your elders¡¯ advice, punk!


    Nobody¡¯s going to trust your brand even if you manage to get thispany through this trial! Nobody!


    I¡¯ve given you onest chance, and you blew even your future for a broad! If that¡¯s how myopic you are,


    then I¡¯m not going to waste any more time with you!¡±


    Mr. Jensen hung up at the height of his rage while Brendan set his phone down.


    Deirdre had heard the entire exchange. She frowned in consternation, but Brendan simply lifted her


    side profile with his fingertip and said, ¡°Don¡¯t put on a long face. You got to smile more when you¡¯re


    pregnant. That way, our princess is going to look adorable!¡±


    Deirdre wanted to rebuke him, but all she could manage to say was, ¡°How do you know it¡¯s a girl? Did


    you check?¡±

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    Chapter 886 We¡¯ll Join The Event


    ¡°No, I did not. My only evidence is what I heard from my mom. She said when a woman¡¯s pregnant with


    a girl, their skin starts to glow and be smoother than ever. It¡¯s happening to you.¡±


    Deirdre instinctively rubbed her face and felt none of that. ¡°You¡¯re making it up. I feel no difference!¡±


    ¡®That¡¯s because you can¡¯t see it.¡± Brendan teased her, smiling. ¡°Or¡­ maybe my eyes have the lover


    filter on.¡±


    Deirdre turned her attention back to her soup as the rest of her body erupted into flustered me.


    It was then that Sam rushed inside. Seeing the couple having their meal, he looked down and greeted


    them. ¡°Good morning, Mr. Brighthall. Miss McKinnon.¡±


    Brendan took a sip of the soup. ¡°What?¡± ¡®Those old farts in thepany are hosting an event tonight.


    They¡¯re going to promote Desmond Griffin as the acting CEO!¡± Sam answered, gritting his teeth.


    ¡°Oh, is that so?¡± Brendan¡¯s eyes darkened. ¡®They¡¯re moving fast.¡± ¡°H*ll, I bet they nned this to


    happen! I¡¯m sure they would have with or without the hospital incident!¡±


    ¡°Alright, then.¡± Brendan rubbed his hand with a napkin slowly. ¡°Dee? Suit up.¡±


    Deirdre was perplexed. ¡°Uh, what?¡±


    ¡°You¡¯reing with me to the event.¡±


    Her mind nked. She snapped out of her trance and rejected him immediately. ¡°Are you out of your


    mind!?¡±


    He was going to bring a murder suspect to the event!


    ¡°No. I¡¯m not,¡± Brendan answered cidly. ¡°Everything that is happening is because of us, right? We¡¯re


    the main characters. We deserve to show up in an event we helped make.¡± ¡°But the police!¡¯


    He rose and pped her on the shoulder. ¡®They won¡¯t be bothering you anymore.¡± It was 3:00 p.m.


    when the stylists came. Their arrival showed Deirdre that Brendan was being serious.


    They brought a lot of gowns with them, too. In the end, Deirdre chose a turquoise gown with hem


    draping across the carpet. Putting it on made her look elegant and graceful, and her skin as radiant and


    soft as fresh snow.


    The cosmetic artist used only a little makeup to make Deirdre look sprier, yet the effect shocked all of


    them. She was so impossibly gorgeous that the artist had to praise her. ¡°You are so insanely beautiful,


    Miss McKinnon! No wonder Mr. Brighthall¡¯s head-over-heels with you. Even I¡¯m going to have a crush


    on you with beauty like that!¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s eyebrows were perfectly arched. Her features were delicate. Her widow¡¯s peaks made her


    elegance and mystique shine. Her damaged eyes were milky, yet all it did was imbue her with the


    vulnerable air of a mysterious but beautiful waif.


    Everyone would look at her and feel thepulsion to protect her!


    Deirdre simply reacted with a simple smile. Stylists were notorious for heapingpliments aimed at


    their clients¡¯ hearts, after all. But most of her attention was elsewhere.


    She could not understand Brendan. She could see why he would want to crash the event-they were


    throwing one in his absence, and so he attended it out of bitter wrath. But why bring her along?


    Could it be because he was just that proud of a man? He hated it when someone defied him, so he


    deliberately brought a murder suspect with him so he could wreck their event as hard as he could?


    Maximizing their humiliation? i


    Deirdre felt as if she was onto something.


    Brendan changed into a suit tailored for his frame. When he got out, the stylists cooed and crooned, yet


    all he was seeing was the woman in front of the mirror. He could not move his eyes away from her.


    Deirdre could feel his burning gaze and thinned her lips.


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    Chapter 887 Call It More


    Brendan was willingly humbling himself to appreciate the gorgeously aesthetic woman.


    ¡°Beautiful, very beautiful.¡±


    The stylist behind them covered her mouth in shock. Although it wasn¡¯t her first time seeing such an


    act, she couldn¡¯t believe that Brendan was doing it. After all, Brendan was the ruler of Neve. Even


    though he was somewhat restricted because of scandals, he was supposed to be superior, but he was


    so loving toward thisdy.


    If it wasn¡¯t for the privacy of her guests, she would have taken photos and sent them to the group chat.


    Feeling uneasy, Deirdre withdrew her hand. ¡°Are you sure? I¡¯m not only a nobody. I¡¯m also a suspect.


    Those board members will be rude if you take me to the banquet.¡± ¡°It¡¯ll be good for me if they show


    rude behavior.¡±


    As expected, Brendan wanted her to enrage those people.


    Though feeling helpless, Deirdre didn¡¯t say a word and got in the car along with Brendan.


    Upon arriving at thepany¡¯s parking lot, Brendan warned Deirdre while they were getting out of the


    car, ¡°Follow me closely so that you won¡¯t get lost because you can¡¯t see well.¡±


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    Deirdre nodded gently. Following that, she felt Brendan¡¯s approaching arm, which grabbed her hand.


    When they were passing through the main entrance, they were stopped by a security guard. ¡°Hold on.


    You¡¯ll have to show me the invitation letter to enter-¡± The next moment when the security guard


    managed to identify Brendan and Deirdre, who was currently in the middle of a controversy, he was so


    stunned that his mouth was wide open.


    ¡°M-Mr. Brighthall? What brings you here?¡± He broke out in a cold sweat.


    ¡°Huh? Can¡¯t Ie when mypany is holding a banquet?¡± replied Brendan calmly andposedly.


    ¡°No, Mr. Brighthall, I didn¡¯t mean that. But today¡­¡± Troubled, the security guard suggested, ¡°Can you


    please wait here for a moment while I go in and report-¡±


    Before the security guard could even finish saying the word ¡°report¡±, Deirdre chimed in. ¡°Report? Who


    are you reporting to? Isn¡¯t thepany still under Bren¡¯s power? Do you think that letting us enter


    today can lead to any changes like a change of the owner?


    ¡°As a security guard, you should be capable of discerning right from wrong and know thepany¡¯s


    real owner. For you to stop us from entering today, you will be the first to be dismissed when Bren


    regains his positionter.


    ¡°On the other hand, if you let us in today, the board members will be displeased, but they won¡¯t


    investigate anyone. Do make sure you think this through.¡±


    Deirdre exined the pros and cons of the situation and waited for the security guard to weigh his


    options.


    As expected, the security guard stepped aside and respectfully said, ¡°Mr. Brighthall, please proceed¡­¡±


    Surprised, Brendan turned to Deirdre, who looked gentle under the soft light. He could barely imagine


    that she had such a silver tongue.


    After they had entered, Brendan couldn¡¯t help but ask, ¡°Bren?¡± He was referring to the name Deirdre


    had just called him.


    Deidre was embarrassed and exined, ¡°Don¡¯t get the wrong idea. We¡¯re in the same boat, so I want


    to make our rtionship appear a bit more intimate.¡± ¡®What idea am I getting wrong?¡± Pleased,


    Brendan added, ¡°I¡¯m so happy I can hardly contain it that you call me Bren.¡±


    Brendan whispered, leaning close to Deirdre¡¯s ear, ¡°Deirdre, call me that more in the future.¡±


    Following that, Brendan led Deirdre toward the hall while Deirdre felt her heart was inexplicably


    pounding fast, and her ears were burning hot.


    The moment they stepped into the hall, all the conversations stopped abruptly.


    If Deirdre could see their faces, she believed everyone¡¯s smiles should have faded instantaneously.


    Some must be looking surprised, while others were shocked.


    Desmond, who manypany executives surrounded, suddenly looked very ugly. Brendan¡¯s grand


    appearance was like the arrival of the master as if he was shaming Desmond.

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    Chapter 888


    Chapter 888 The Infamous Criminal


    Many people were surprised because Brendan had not been invited to the banquet!


    Striding over, Desmond asked, ¡°Brendan B right hall! Don¡¯t you care about a woman, even if it means


    sacrificing thepany¡¯s future? Why are you here today?¡±


    After Brendan took the champagne from the waiter, he replied, ¡°I just heard that thepany is holding


    an internal banquet, yet I was not informed. I thought you were too happy that you forgot to invite me.


    So, I¡¯m here just to congratte you.¡±


    ¡°Congratte?¡± Desmond¡¯s shrewd eyes were full of distrust. ¡°Given your reputation in public, not


    shaming thepany is already the biggest congrattion you can offer. You are not wee at this


    banquet! We gave you a chance, but you didn¡¯t know when to back off!¡± ¡°Shaming?¡± Smiling, Brendan


    raised his ss. ¡°Speaking of shaming, it seems that your acts were no better than mine in the past.¡±


    ¡°Bren, I heard five years ago about a man named Desmond Griffin, who called two women into his


    room, and his wife caught him in the act. Is he the same person?¡± asked Deirdre with hesitation.


    Brendan took Deirdre in his arms. ¡°You have a good memory indeed. I didn¡¯t expect you to remember


    something from five years ago. You¡¯re right. At that time, Desmond was still very perky, but it¡¯s a pity¡­¡±


    The crowd sighed at what Brendan had stated. The infidelity scandal had be so severe that


    Desmond had had to leave the Brighthall Group immediately and return only after the effects of the


    case had subsided. But he also acted very low-profile as a result.


    If not for many board members supporting Desmond¡¯s rise, many employees in thepany probably


    wouldn¡¯t have much impression of him.


    Desmond looked ugly. A board member paced toward Brendan and said,¡± Brendan, don¡¯t twist the


    facts. How can youpare Griffin¡¯s affair with what you did? Don¡¯t forget that protecting a suspect is


    equivalent to youmitting a crime!¡± ¡°Yes!¡± others echoed. ¡®The mistake Mr. Griffin made didn¡¯t put


    thepany in jeopardy. Whoever cares only about women is not qualified to lead the Brighthall


    Group!¡±


    Desmond¡¯s face gradually turned normal. Following that, he took another nce at


    Deirdre, frowned abruptly, and reprimanded coldly, ¡°Brendan Brighthall! What¡¯s your intention in


    bringing a criminal to thepany¡¯s banquet?¡± ¡°What? A criminal?¡± ¡°Is that woman a criminal?¡±


    The reprimand led to amotion, and those people finally looked at Deirdre¡¯s face, which was so


    beautiful that it was difficult for them to associate her with the one who pushed someone down the


    balcony.


    They began discussing among themselves. ¡°What does Mr. Brighthall want to do by bringing a criminal


    here with him? If the police were to find out, would thepany be affected?¡± ¡®What an immature man


    to treat thepany as a toy just for the sake of a woman¡­¡±


    Desmond sneered. ¡°Brendan, I don¡¯t know your intention in bringing this woman. I don¡¯t mind you


    joining in as a shareholder, but this criminal must leave!¡±


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    Even though Brendan¡¯s eyes were icy cold, he kept smiling. ¡°I think you should be more careful with


    your words. Who is the criminal?¡± ¡°Do you mean you refuse to admit it?¡± said Desmond furiously.


    ¡®Why should I admit that when it is not the fact? You said Deirdre is a criminal, but why can she be here


    and not in prison? What do you think of the police?¡±


    Desmond snorted. ¡°Don¡¯t apply your tricks on me. Everyone knows that she is a criminal. You just


    resorted to tricks to bring her out.¡±

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    Chapter 889


    Chapter 889 Brendan was Hopeless


    Brendan remained silent.


    Deirdre smiled and replied, ¡°Mr. Griffin, I didn¡¯t know that you knew so much. Do you think power can


    override thew? It seems like you¡¯ve done this kind of thing a lot before, using your power to settle


    certain matters?¡±


    Feeling a pang, Desmond shouted, ¡°Shut up!¡± ¡°Who are you telling to shut up?¡± retorted Brendan as his


    smile faded.


    Desmond was at a loss for words.


    At that moment, Deirdre hooked her arm around Brendan¡¯s and said, ¡°Let it go, Bren. It¡¯s


    understandable that Mr. Griffin is upset when his thoughts have been exposed.


    Don¡¯t forget that we¡¯re only here to congratte Mr. Griffin today. I believe he¡¯s open minded enough


    not to care about the two of us talking, right?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s words put Desmond in a position whereby he would be seen as a petty man if he were to be


    enraged.


    Clenching his fists, Desmond recalled something and held back. ¡°Do as you please! I don¡¯t have time to


    cater to you!¡±


    Desmond turned and walked away, followed by several board members.


    The rest also scattered. It was as if Desmond had already established himself as the new CEO while


    Brendan was merely a failed shareholder.


    Deirdre frowned and asked, ¡°Isn¡¯t the Brighthall Group part of the Brighthalls? Why is Desmond daring


    to provoke you like this?¡± ¡®The Brighthalls indeed found the Brighthall Group, but my mother doesn¡¯t


    have much real power in the group. Moreover, my father gave the shares my mother had given him to


    outsiders.¡± ¡°Outsiders?¡±


    Brendan¡¯s gaze grew cold, and he didn¡¯t intend to dwell further on the question. ¡°Are you hungry?¡±


    Deirdre knew he didn¡¯t want to continue with the topic, so she nodded. ¡°A little.¡± ¡°I¡¯ll take you to get


    something to eat.¡±


    Brendan naturally took Deirdre¡¯s hand and led her to another side.


    Meanwhile, Desmond secretly called over one of the board members and demanded,


    ¡°Call the police and tell them there¡¯s a suspect here. Have theme and arrest her!¡±


    The board member was taken aback. ¡°Mr. Griffin, isn¡¯t that too much?¡± ¡®What¡¯s wrong with that? Do you


    want this matter to be known to the public?¡± ¡°It¡¯s an internal banquet today, and everyone here is smart


    enough not to let the news leak out. If we call the police, we won¡¯t be able to proceed with the


    banquet¡­¡± replied the board member with hesitation.


    ¡°Since Brendan is here, he doesn¡¯t want me to proceed with the banquet!¡± Desmond sneered. ¡°If you


    are unwilling, you can¡¯t be the one in charge of this year¡¯s project with the Smiths¡­¡± ¡°Alright, I got it.¡±


    The board member nodded immediately.


    Following that, the board member hurried out.


    Desmond stared at Deirdre and Brendan in the corner, his eyes burning with ambition.


    The only oue for those who stood in his way was defeat!


    Initially, thepany¡¯s top management and employees were somewhat wary of


    Brendan, who was still the CEO of the Brighthall Group a few days ago.


    But after Desmond took the stage and spoke like the true person in power, and the former CEO was


    head over heels for a woman, many people instantly understood the situation-Brendan was truly


    hopeless.


    A person who waspletely enticed by women and didn¡¯t even consider fighting for his position was


    not qualified to lead the Brighthall Group toward a more glorious future.


    When the group of people became clearer about the situation, their attitude toward Brendan became


    much more indifferent. The top management no longer came to talk to him, just passing by without


    even looking at him.


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    Deirdre felt inexplicably ufortable.


    She couldn¡¯t believe that Brendan could be like this.


    She was wondering what he thought about the condition.


    Deirdre looked up as Brendan fed her another bite of dessert. Upon sensing something was amiss,


    Brendan asked, ¡°What¡¯s wrong?¡± ¡°I was just thinking¡­ Are you feeling rather unbnced inside? After


    all, they¡¯re all your employees, but in the end, they¡¯re all fawning over Desmond.¡±

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    Chapter 890


    Chapter 890 Don¡¯t Give Up the Future for Woman


    ¡°Are you thinking about it on my behalf?¡± said Brendan with surprise. Deirdre blushed at Brendan¡¯s


    words and replied only after a moment,¡± Apart from you thinking about something on my behalf and


    vice versa, is there nothing else? I just hope that you will be in a better situation. If you continue to act


    this way, Charlene may not want you anymore.¡±


    ¡°What about you? Do you want me?¡± asked Brendan.


    Stunned, Deirdre shifted her focus away from Brendan and replied, ¡°If even Charlene doesn¡¯t want you,


    how can you expect me to want you?¡± ¡°But I¡¯m capable, handsome, loyal, and ambitious. I¡¯ve got lots of


    advantages as long as you are careful to discover them,¡± said Brendan.


    Deirdre ignored Brendan¡¯s bragging and continued to eat the snacks. She tasted some tasty ones and


    couldn¡¯t help but want more. Subconsciously, she reached out to take more snacks from the te, but


    it was empty.


    Seeing it, Brendan said, ¡°Do you like them? Wait a minute. I¡¯ll ask if there are more in the kitchen.


    Usually, they just put some on the te, and the kitchen will have more stock.¡±


    Just then, a waiter passed by, and Brendan asked, ¡°Do you have more of these snacks in the kitchen?¡±


    The waiter nced at the te and couldn¡¯t say for sure, so he offered to check. He then turned to


    serve Desmond drinks because he saw Desmond¡¯s demand as his priority.


    Perhaps he was just a waiter and was unaware that even if Brendan had stepped down from his


    position, Brendan still held 30% of thepany¡¯s shares.


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    As soon as the waiter left, he disappeared.


    In the meantime, Deirdre looked for other snacks to taste.


    Brendan went to ask again after waiting a while, ¡°Are there any more in the kitchen?¡±


    The waiter was surprised and replied, ¡°Oh, please wait a minute. I still have to serve other board


    members¡¯ drinks. I¡¯m very busy.¡±


    Brendan had never been neglected before. Now, he could be served only after all the other board


    members.


    Many executives nearby heard the waiter and looked at them with meaningful stares.


    Besides, they felt somewhat satisfied even though the waiter was shortsighted.


    After all, Brendan had risked his reputation for a criminal and had plunged thepany into a


    dangerous situation.


    Deirdre was also stunned, not only because of the atmosphere but also because of the waiter¡¯s words.


    Deirdre frowned, and before she could speak, Mr. Zimmer, who had just arrived, heard the waiter. He


    pointed at the waiter and asked, ¡®Who hired you? Who allowed you to speak to Mr. Brighthall like that?


    Even if he steps down from his position, he is still thepany¡¯s decision-making shareholder. Who


    are you, just a waiter?¡±


    Deirdre could remember Mr. Zimmer¡¯s voice. He was the one who had called Brendan and persuaded


    him toe back during the dinner.


    Mr. Zimmer was straightforward, but he wouldn¡¯t say anything offensive.


    Since Mr. Zimmer had voiced his opinion, many senior executives didn¡¯t dare to argue and made the


    waiter leave with his pay.


    After the waiter left, Mr. Zimmer said with anger, ¡°I thought they were kidding when they told me that


    Mr. Brighthall ising over today. It turns out to be true, and to see that you would end up like this¡­


    Yet, you are still able to enjoy the banquet supporting


    Mr. Griffin.¡± ¡°Mr. Zimmer, thank you for your concern,¡± replied Brendan calmly.


    ¡°Concern? Who is concerned about you? I just feel sorry for the talent. Madame


    Brighthall raised you not for you to give up a bright future because of a woman who made a mistake. If


    she knew-¡± ¡°If she knew, she would still support me.¡± Brendan chimed in.


    Mr. Zimmer¡¯s mouth twitched.


    Deirdre quickly grabbed Brendan¡¯s arm, who went on to say, ¡°In fact, it¡¯s my mother who told me to do


    this. She cares about Deirdre more than I do.¡±

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    Resent Reject Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 891


    Chapter 891 Police Swoop


    Mr. Zimmer watched them for a long time. He wanted to say something but refrained


    from speaking forcefully.


    ¡°If you think your choice is right, you may go on, but it will be difficult for you to remove


    Desmond from his position when he holds it steadily. I¡¯m with you.¡±


    Upon saying that, he turned around and left.


    Deirdre said, ¡°Mr. Zimmer has a good attitude but is exasperated by you.¡± ¡°I know.¡±


    Brendan was calm andposed.


    Deirdre asked, ¡°Do you regret helping me in the hospital? If you were to send


    someone to help, you would still be safe and sound and would be the Brighthall


    Group¡¯s ruler now.¡±


    Brendan¡¯s gazended on Deirdre¡¯s face with a meaningful look on his face. ¡°My only


    regret is not helping you when I passed by the room the first time.¡±


    He spoke in a sincere tone, and his gaze was deep.


    Deirdre was at a loss for words, so she could only answer, ¡°You will regret it.¡± Then,


    she lowered her head to take a sip of her juice.


    The party was peaceful. In fact, Deirdre was feeling tired when it was nearing the end.


    Brendan told her, ¡°Just bear with it for a little more. There¡¯s going to be a grand show


    Deirdre blurted, and before she could respond, the hall door was opened abruptly.


    The security guard hastily said, ¡®The police are here!¡±


    The crowd was morous upon hearing that.


    ¡°What?¡± ¡°The police are here? We¡¯re having a party here and haven¡¯t done anything


    wrong. What are they doing here?¡± ¡°Are you dumb or something? They¡¯re here to


    capture the criminal, of course!¡± ¡°Miss McKinnon?¡±


    In an instant, everyone¡¯s gazes were fixed on Deirdre and Brendan. Some were


    surprised, some were angry, and some were disgusted.


    ¡°This is a harboring crime! If word of a criminal found in the Brighthall Group¡¯s party


    spreads, who¡¯s going to trust ourpany anymore from now on?¡± ¡°Mr. Brighthall has


    gone too far. He is dismissed from the board of directors due to his own fault, yet he is


    actually engaging in such a disgraceful act to seek revenge on thepany!¡±


    Desmond walked over in strides. ¡°Brendan Brighthall! Look what you¡¯ve done! You¡¯re


    doing this on purpose, right? You know that the party is held because I¡¯ll be taking


    over thepany, so you brought Miss McKinnon to the party and got the police to


    storm the Brighthall Group!¡±


    The crowd was furious. Someone said from the side, ¡°Mr. Brighthall, is it worth doing


    this for a woman? You¡¯ve actually implicated thepany¡¯s future, and that is truly


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    abominable!¡±


    Brendan tasted the liquor in a calm andposed manner. ¡°What¡¯s with the nerves,


    everyone? I didn¡¯t do anything to the party. If they really are here to capture someone,


    it doesn¡¯t seem to be rted to me, right?¡± ¡°Not rted to you?¡± Desmond gnashed


    his teeth in rage and was inconsble. ¡°How dare you say that! Aren¡¯t the police here


    for your femalepanion? Everyone is well aware of her identity as a criminal!¡±


    Brendan twirled the ss, and his gaze was ghastly and cold. ¡°Mr. Griffin, my advice


    to you is to speak with evidence. Who is the criminal? Not even thew can convict


    Deirdre for her crime, yet you sound like you¡¯re superior to thew.¡±


    Desmond regarded Brendan as feigning his calmness. He grunted and said, ¡°Speak


    with evidence? The police have surrounded the area outside thepany, which is


    evidence! They¡¯re here for Miss McKinnon today so they can capture her, and that is


    the evidence!


    ¡°Mr. Brighthall, I was nning on holding the CEO position temporarily out of respect


    for you earlier, but you¡¯ve just assured me not to hand over the Brighthall Group to


    you ever after seeing your trick!


    ¡°You have no consideration for thepany¡¯s future when you bring Miss McKinnon


    to make trouble. In fact, you¡¯re trying to implicate thepany as well. You don¡¯t


    deserve to be the future ruler of the Brighthall Group!¡±

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    Resent Reject Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 892


    Chapter 892 Plead Guilty


    ¡°Don¡¯t deserve it, you say?¡±


    Brendan clutched the ss and burst out inughter upon hearing that, but his eyes


    had no joy. ¡°It seems that you¡¯re not the one to determine if I deserve it, Mr. Griffin.¡±


    ¡°Brendan! You¡¯re still unrepentant at this point!¡± One board member angrily pointed at


    Brendan and berated him, ¡°How will the Brighthall Group be in a crisis if not because


    of you? Everyone is discussing how to handle the situation with great effort so we can


    support the Brighthall Group through the crisis, yet you¡¯ve actually brought a criminal


    with you! You brought in the police as well! You¡¯re creating trouble for the Brighthall


    Group and bringing dishonor to your family!¡± ¡°He¡¯s right, Mr. Brighthall. You used to be


    outstanding and capable in the past. Even though you were young and reckless, the


    board of directors chose to tolerate you because we wanted the Brighthall Group to


    grow and expand. Yet, you disregarded thepany because of a woman, and


    you¡¯ve created such a big mess now!¡± said Mr. Church with a solemn expression.


    ¡°You¡¯re such a disappointment.¡±


    Desmond sneered and said, ¡°Mr. Brighthall, you still have a chance to bring your


    woman to plead guilty now. You still have time to get the woman to plead guilty to all


    the crimes and serve a sentence in prison. If that is the case, you will be returned to


    your position in thepany sooner orter.¡±


    Mr. Church refuted, ¡°Don¡¯t be so merciful, Mr. Griffin. Brendan can¡¯t be bothered about


    anything because of this woman. If he is fooling around with thepany for this


    woman today, he will do it again in the future. You¡¯re the only person who can ensure


    the growth of the Brighthall Group.¡± ¡®That¡¯s right, that¡¯s right. Mr. Griffin, you can never


    yield the ruling position of the Brighthall Group. Brendan has already lost his right to


    The top-level personnel who were promoted and valued by Brendan were looking at


    him in disappointment at this very moment.


    Everyone would seize the opportunity to attack a person when they lost their


    influence, let alone Brendan, whose demotion was witnessed by everyone. Those


    people immediately gathered around Desmond¡¯s side and confronted Brendan.


    ¡°Mr. Brighthall, you were at fault in this matter from the start, so there is still time for


    you to plead guilty to the police personally. It¡¯s your fault for bringing this woman here.


    Let alone ruining the party, thepany will be in trouble if news of this incident


    spreads.¡± ¡°Quite a number of people are stirring up trouble at thepany because of


    the incident, and we have already lost quite a few old associates¡­ If this continues, it


    will not be beneficial for you. You should plead guilty to the police first and just bail


    Miss McKinnon out of jail with your capability when the situation has calmed down.¡±


    ¡°He¡¯s right, Mr. Brighthall. Go and plead guilty first for everyone and thepany.¡±


    The revolting voices echoed one after another. Even though they spoke softly, their


    tone was rigid. It was as if Brendan wouldmit a heinous crime if he chose not to


    follow their order.


    Deirdre felt a shiver down her spine upon hearing that.


    These people used to work under Brendan. His demeanor may be cold, but he would


    never treat them shabbily. In the end, they chose to oppose Brendan.


    Was Brendan such an immature man in their perception?


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    Brendan¡¯s expression was cold, as usual. He only furrowed his eyebrows ever so


    slightly when he heard one of those people¡¯s remarks.


    Soon afterward, he smoothed the crease of his sleeve and said, ¡°Reagen, it was me


    who promoted you singlehandedly when you were just a storekeeper. I stood my


    ground at the time against the majority to stabilize your position, but you¡¯re treating


    me this way now?¡±


    Reagan¡¯s expression changed while Desmond took a step forward and chuckled


    softly. ¡°What do you mean by you promoting him singlehandedly? You¡¯re


    ovepensating, Mr. Brighthall. Frankly, Reagan is outstanding in his performance,


    and you noticed his capability. What Reagan has now is the result of his hard work. If


    he isn¡¯t outstanding enough, what is the point of you promoting him?¡±

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    Resent Reject Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 893


    Chapter 893 Why Are You Capturing Mr. Griffin?


    ¡°Not to mention he puts his heart and soul into his work over the years, while you¡¯ve


    only guided the people around you without bothering to provide him with a basic


    sry increment.¡±


    Desmond raised his chin high andughed proudly while he was speaking.¡± However,


    the first thing I¡¯ll do is to guide and support Reagan when I assume my new role, so


    he will be promoted to the position that he deserves!¡±


    Reagan felt slightly guilty initially, but his gaze was tainted with determination and


    coldness when he looked at Brendan upon hearing the remark. He said to Desmond


    tteringly, ¡°Thank you, Mr. Griffin.¡±


    Desmond cracked a smile in pride. ¡°It is what you deserve from the start, and I won¡¯t


    treat you poorly, of course.¡±


    Brendan¡¯s expression was indifferent, and his dark eyes were deep. He asked


    Reagan, ¡°Is this the condition he offered you?¡±


    Reagan¡¯s expression changed, and he cleared his throat. ¡°I don¡¯t understand what


    you¡¯re implying, Mr. Brighthall. I understand Mr. Griffin¡¯s intention to consider the


    leader?


    ¡°I feel that Mr. Griffin is definitely going to lead thepany to be better and not


    be affected by a woman¡­¡±


    Reagan did not finish his sentence, but the people around him could not help


    sniggering.


    Deirdre clenched her fists tightly when she heard the mockery. ¡®Won¡¯t be affected by a


    woman in what way? You¡¯re not going to say that Mr. Griffin won¡¯t abandon the


    all, Mr. Griffin would abandon his loyal, abiding wife to fool around with a bunch of


    women. Women are nothing to Mr. Griffin.¡±


    Desmond was furious upon hearing that and pointed at Deirdre while he said, ¡°Miss


    McKinnon, you have no ce to speak here!¡±


    The next moment, his fingers were clenched tightly and forcefully bent backward.


    Brendan exerted strength to tighten his palm, and Desmond¡¯s face flushed and turned


    pale in pain.


    ¡°It will be best if you can mind your own hand and not point at people recklessly, Mr.


    Griffin. Otherwise, I won¡¯t show mercy when I teach you a lesson.¡± ¡®You have lost your


    mind, Brendan!¡± ¡°Mr. Brighthall, what are you doing? For a woman¡­¡±


    Desmond pulled back his hand with all his might in pain and only managed to pull


    back after a few attempts. Yet, his expression was already unpleasant from the sharp


    pain, and he had no choice but to scrutinize the man before him.


    ¡°Brendan! How dare you attack me!? You¡¯re done! The police are here, and I¡¯m going


    to make sure that they punish you for being an aplice with multiple harboring


    crimes!¡±


    Desmond felt humiliated. Meanwhile, the door of the hall was kicked open. A group of


    men in uniform entered the hall from the outside, and the spacious hall was filled with


    an oppressive presence instantly.


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    ¡°The police are here.¡±


    Desmond became proud and red at Brendan. ¡®You¡¯re doomed!¡±


    Deirdre could not help feeling anxious. Even though she had no idea why the police


    did not attempt to capture her again, it was indisputable the police were there.


    Brendan would most certainly be implicated if Deirdre was captured.


    A police officer said, ¡°Who called the police?¡±


    Mr. Church immediately stepped forward and said, ¡°I did!¡±


    He pointed at Deirdre and said, ¡®The criminal showed up at thepany¡¯s internal


    event ostentatiously and caused panic. Capture her quickly! Also, there is Brendan


    Brighthall. He is guilty of harboring a criminal and has also injured someone!¡±


    The police officer immediately walked over. Desmond was feeling extremely proud.


    Unexpectedly, in the next moment, his hands were in handcuffs.


    A mor broke out instantly.


    Mr. Church was astounded. ¡°Hold on! Sir! Are you capturing the wrong person? These


    two people are the guilty ones! One of them is a criminal, while the other is harboring


    a criminal. Why are you capturing Mr. Griffin!?¡±

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    Chapter 894 Charlene Dropped the Charge


    ¡°That¡¯s right!¡± Everyone assumed that the police officer was mistaken.¡± These two


    people here are the offenders! One of them is Deirdre McKinnon, who pushed


    someone down the stairs, while the other¡­ is the criminal¡¯s aplice who harbors


    said criminal! It would be best to capture both of them! They have no affiliation with


    the people in the hall!¡±


    The police officer furrowed his eyebrows and asked, while looking at Desmond in


    handcuffs, ¡°Are you Desmond Griffin?¡±


    Desmond hastily nodded. ¡®Yes! I am!¡± ¡°There¡¯s no mistake then. We¡¯re taking you


    precisely. Someone reported you for tax evasion. Not only that, but our other team


    found poison in your mistress¡¯ home. You¡¯reing with us at once!¡±


    The police took Desmond forcefully, and Mr. Church hastily stopped them. He pointed


    at Deirdre and asked, ¡°How about her then? She is a criminal! Why aren¡¯t you taking


    her first?¡± ¡°Criminal?¡± The police officer frowned. ¡°Firstly, even if she is guilty, she will


    be charged with intentional assault at most because Charli McKinsey is still alive.


    Secondly, Miss McKinsey has already dropped the charges. So, Miss McKinnon is no


    longer a criminal suspect, and she is not guilty.¡±


    The entire scene broke out in a mor at the very moment the police officer¡¯s voice


    died away.


    ¡®What!? Charli has dropped the charges? Why? Didn¡¯t she report to the police that


    Miss McKinnon pushed her down the stairs?¡± ¡®You¡¯re right. How is Miss McKinnon not


    guilty when there is a clear video clip as evidence?¡± ¡®There must be a mistake!¡±


    Deirdre was just as surprised as them. However, she hid her emotions in her heart


    soon enough but still felt astonished inside.


    ¡®Charlene has actually dropped the charges? Isn¡¯t she determined to get me sent to


    prison? In fact, she didn¡¯t mind infuriating Brendan by reporting the incident to the


    media in advance. However, why would she suddenly drop the charges out of


    nowhere now?¡¯ ¡®No wonder¡­ No wonder the police did nothing when Brendan took


    me out of the hospital.¡¯


    She was no longer a criminal suspect, so the police had no jurisdiction over her


    anymore.


    ¡®Your information is too slow. We published all the information online this afternoon, so


    you may look it up yourself. Take him.¡±


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    the other hand, everyone felt surprised in their hearts, but they were also panicstricken.


    Some people pulled out their phones eagerly to bring up their search pages and read


    the proceedings of the incident and Charlene¡¯s apology video.

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    Resent Reject Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 895


    Chapter 895 The Arrest


    Since it was a misunderstanding, the wind of change was blowing through the online


    hatefulments but also posting their apologies.


    The entry ¡®Brendan is a good man* received a high upvote.


    At the same time, another entry was upvoted as well.


    ¡°What is the meaning of this entry ¡®Let¡¯s talk about the dirty deeds of the Brighthall


    Group¡¯s Desmond Griffin and his aplices¡¯?¡±


    Mr. Church¡¯s expression changed drastically. He hastily clicked on the hashtag and


    discovered that the dirty deeds that Desmond, he, and a few others hadmitted


    had been exposed.


    His knees buckled all at once, and he sat on the floor weakly. He red at Brendan in


    despair.


    ¡°You madman! You took a bet on the Brighthall Group¡¯s future on purpose!¡±


    Brendan loosened his tie and said coldly, ¡°I learned that there were quite a few sneaky


    rats in the Brighthall Group when I was caught in a series of events, but I didn¡¯t expect


    that you used thepany¡¯s resources without my knowledge when you used to keep


    a low profile. You diverted thepany¡¯s resources to your ownpany and


    ¡°I was nning on handling Desmond alone initially by using him to set an example.


    Yet, since you insist on being a part of this, I don¡¯t mind taking you out as well.¡±


    Mr. Church aged a few years instantly. His eyes were bloodshot, and he struggled to


    stand up. ¡°Brendan¡­ You won¡¯t get to be proud of yourself all the time!¡± ¡°I won¡¯t get to


    be proud of myself all the time, but it¡¯s enough so long as you will never get to be


    proud of yourself.¡±


    Afterward, Mr. Church received a call that ordered him to leave, and the hall fell


    deathly silent.


    ¡°Reagan,¡± Brendan said and looked at the man who was preparing to sneak away by


    his side. His gaze was ghastly cold when he said, ¡°You¡¯re fired.¡±


    He would never allow himself to act sloppily.


    Reagan¡¯s pupils constricted in fear, and he hastily bowed down to beg for mercy. ¡°Mr.


    Brighthall! Mr. Brighthall! Don¡¯t fire me. I know I was wrong, and I promise I will not be


    disloyal anymore from now on! I have nowhere else to go if you fire me!¡±


    He did note from an influential family or have any impressive educational


    background. He would not hold a high position in anypany if he sought


    employment elsewhere. Moreover, even if he were to hold a high position in some


    Reagan was well aware of that, so he would lower himself at this very moment in the


    hope that Brendan would relent for the slightest bit and he could keep his job.


    He did not expect that Brendan would just look at him calmly. Brendan was arrogant


    and cold, without any ounce of anger.


    ¡°Reagan, do you know why I refused to give you a sry increment all this time? I


    imed that you are working hard for thepany, but I know better than anyone


    else that your performance has been deteriorating.


    You¡¯re far worse than you were three years ago, but I was still giving you chances to


    improve.¡±


    Afterward, Brendan did notment further.


    Deirdre understood that Brendan¡¯s silence was already the best treatment for Reagan.


    He had always been a perfectionist. If Brendan did not feel that Reagan was talented,


    he would have already punished Reagan mercilessly from the very moment Reagan¡¯s


    performance deteriorated.


    On the other hand, Reagan was obstinate after receiving such preferential treatment,


    so he now had to face the consequences.


    Reagan¡¯s eyes dimmed upon hearing that, and he dropped to his knees in despair.


    Brendan nced around him and asked, ¡°Is there any more objection? If there¡¯s none,


    all the top-level personnel and board members are invited to a meeting in the


    boardroom at 8:00 a.m. tomorrow. Don¡¯t bete.¡±


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    His remark insinuated that there would be a bloodbath in the Brighthall Group. No one


    dared to speak, while Brendan left holding Deirdre by her waist. Before they walked


    out of the hall, he saw Mr. Zimmer standing by himself as if he was observing from


    afar.

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    Chapter 896


    Chapter 896 Why Is Charlene Helping Us?


    Brendan smiled and approached him. ¡°Uncle Zimmer.¡±


    Mr. Zimmer was stunned for a moment. He walked over and said, ¡°Well done.¡± ¡°I was hoping that you


    wouldn¡¯t mind it, Uncle Zimmer. I had to hide from everyone before the situation came to an end.¡± ¡°Why


    would I mind?¡± Mr. Zimmer appeared to be in a daze for a moment. Soon afterward, he smiled and


    patted Brendan¡¯s shoulder. ¡°You saw through Desmond and the others before me. I¡¯m delighted you


    have a keen sense of people and can implement solid measures. It seems it is totally fine to hand over


    thepany to you so I can set my mind at ease and retire¡­¡±


    As he was speaking, he took a nce at Deirdre. ¡°I¡¯m sorry, Miss McKinnon.¡±


    Deirdre was surprised that a senior like him would lower himself to apologize to her. She lowered her


    eyes and said, ¡°You don¡¯t need to apologize, Mr. Zimmer. I remembered you helping me previously


    too.¡± ¡°No, that is not the same thing. At the time, I thought that you were¡­ I treated you in a very poor


    manner indeed, and I¡¯ve never regarded you as a decent, proper girl. I was too shallow-minded.¡± Mr.


    Zimmer was ashamed of himself. ¡°However, I can set my mind at ease with the current situation. Your


    mother¡¯s situation is justified as well¡­ If there¡¯s nothing else, I shall make a move first.¡±


    Mr. Zimmer left in a rush.


    Deirdre and Brendan walked outside together. She went from feeling weighed down initially to


    surprisingly rxed at this very moment.


    She was having a hard time epting that the situation would end in this manner.


    After taking a seat in the passenger seat, she asked, ¡°Charlene¡­ why is she helping us? It doesn¡¯t


    seem like her¡­¡±


    Brendan helped to fasten her seatbelt, and his lips curled up beyond his notice. ¡°I knew you couldn¡¯t


    stand it anymore, and you¡¯d ask me.¡±


    In the ward, Charlene was caught by surprise when someone pped her. The room was pitch ck,


    and her eyes were reddened. She could not care about her leg injury when she repeatedly bowed to


    apologize. ¡°I¡¯m sorry, I¡¯m sorry¡­¡±


    The person could not be bothered by her piteous demeanor, kicking her until she toppled to the floor.


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    ¡°You piece of sh*t!¡±


    Charlene bit her lower lip tightly while the man pulled her up by her hair.¡± This is supposed to be a


    grand opportunity to take control of the Brighthall Group and get rid of Brendan. Yet, you just can¡¯t do


    anything right. You actuallymissioned those people to attack Deirdre and create the opportunity for


    Brendan!¡± ¡°It wasn¡¯t intentional! I didn¡¯t do that on purpose!¡± Charlene was crying from fear. ¡°I thought


    that Brendan would be so distracted by the hectic situation that he wouldn¡¯t be paying attention to


    Deirdre!


    ¡°I hate her too much, which is why I figured I¡¯d use that method to seek revenge on her. But, I did not


    expect those people to be so bad at keeping a tight lid and confessing that I¡¯m the culprit under torture!¡±


    Tears streamed down Charlene¡¯s face. ¡°If I didn¡¯t do as Brendan¡¯s order, he would expose the voice


    clip¡­ I¡¯m scared-¡±


    The man gave her a tight p with a ghastly expression.


    He bent his fingers and pulled out long scratch marks on Charlene¡¯s face, her body shivering from the


    pain.


    ¡°Those are all dumb excuses!¡± The man calmed down with great effort and narrowed his eyes. ¡°Now


    the problem is that Desmond is involved as well. From today onward, I will call the shots, and if you


    dare to defy me, I will decapitate you even before Brendan can do it himself!¡± ¡°Don¡¯t ever forget who


    gave you a new life such that you can be with


    Brendan safely. If I can give you a new life, I can give you death too!¡±


    Charlene begged for mercy with all her might. ¡°I¡­ I understand! I won¡¯t do it again!¡±


    Charlene clutched the cor of her top tightly with a sharp glint glistening in her eyes when she heard


    the sound of a door mming echo in the room.

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    Chapter 897


    Chapter 897 Trust That I Love You


    Charlene was no fool because she knew how the rest of her life would be if Brendan was ruined.


    Those people wanted to tarnish Brendan¡¯s reputation until his future was almost bleak. How could she


    marry Brendan if that were the case? Could she make peace with being a deadbeat¡¯s wife?


    No, Charlene knew that she would have to rise up higher! She wanted to show everyone that she


    married an influential man with high authority and wanted everyone to submit to her.


    ¡°So, you¡¯re saying that you forced Charlene to work with you by putting on an act by using the voice


    recording as a threat?¡± Deirdre paused for a moment upon saying that. Then, she said softly, ¡°So, I


    didn¡¯t get injured in vain. Charlene is so foolish she let someone have a hold upon her in this situation.¡±


    ¡°She isn¡¯t foolish. On the contrary, she is too smart. She is so smart that she is always leaving leeway


    for herself at all times.¡±


    Deirdre turned her head to the side even though she could not see the man¡¯s face clearly.


    Soon afterward, she came to understand the situation and said, ¡°You¡¯re saying that she did that on


    purpose?¡± ¡°Smart girl.¡± In fact, Brendan wanted to kiss Deirdre but refrained from doing so because he


    was driving. ¡°Do you think Charlene wants to marry me just because she loves me? Perhaps, she does


    a little, yet she won¡¯t choose me without my identity.


    ¡°She is well aware that my reputation will worsen over time if the situation progresses further such that


    it will not be beneficial for her. As such, she chose to rush to our side. She is an egoist who will never


    put her route of retreat at too much risk.¡±


    Deirdre found Charlene¡¯s scheme to be surprising and was astonished by Brendan¡¯s foresight. He had


    alreadyid out a n from the start, which was why he could stay calm andposed without caring


    about the situation¡¯s progress.


    At that moment, Deirdre discovered she would constantly fall into Brendan¡¯s trap because he was truly


    intelligent¡­ She would never willingly allow herself to walk into Charlene¡¯s trap if not because of


    Ophelia.


    ¡°Do you trust me now?¡± ¡°What?¡± Deirdre recovered from her surprise, and in the next moment, her left


    hand was grabbed. A hand that was cold as usual yet slightly warm in the palm wrapped around her


    hand.


    She was startled and wanted to pull away, but Brendan held her hand tighter.


    ¡°Brendan¡­ drive carefully.¡±


    Brendan loosened his grip over her in the end, but he still asked again, ¡°Do you trust me now?¡± ¡®Trust


    you¡­ how?¡± ¡®Trust that I really do love you and that I like you very much. I don¡¯t have any feelings for


    Charlene. My body and heart are all yours.¡±


    He spoke in a serious tone and did not feel the slightest embarrassment when he said that. On the


    contrary, Deirdre was stunned for a moment. She recovered from her surprise and clenched her fists


    anxiously.


    ¡°I¡­¡±


    How was she supposed to answer? Should she answer, ¡°I know that you love me sincerely¡±?


    It was fortunate that the car stopped. Deirdre raised her head and changed the topic of conversation by


    saying, ¡°Have we arrived?¡± ¡°Hmm, we¡¯re home.¡±


    There was a guest waiting in the house. The person approached smilingly and said, ¡°It¡¯s been a long


    time, Miss McKinnon.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s mind went nk upon hearing the voice. ¡°Mr. King?¡± ¡°Good to know that you still remember


    me, Miss McKinnon. My long trip from Eastgene to rush here is not in vain.¡±


    Brendan exined, ¡°Den had been manipting the entry posts on the website when we were at


    the party. He helped us to put on a good show.¡± ¡°It turns out that Mr. King helped. No wonder the n


    was carried out so wlessly.¡±


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    Chapter 898


    Chapter 898 Jealous of Your Best Friend


    Den was amused. ¡°Why are you being so childish? I¡¯m not going to fight you on this. You can have


    all the credit. How have you been feeling recently, Miss McKinnon? Are you doing alright after enduring


    hardships in the detention center during your pregnancy?¡± ¡°No. I have already fully recovered after


    resting in the hospital for a few days.¡±


    Deirdre had mixed feelings toward Den because he was an aplice who had deceived her, but


    Den had put his heart and soul into doing things for her other than this particr situation.


    ¡°Great then.¡± Den smiled and said, ¡°My trip is worth it.¡±


    Deirdre could tell that Den was leaving, judging from his tone. ¡°Will you still be returning to


    Eastgene, Mr. King? Are you not going to stay for a few more days?¡± ¡°I would like to stay for a few


    more days too because I¡¯ve been thinking about your cooking constantly these days. However, I¡¯m


    needed there. I¡¯ll be back to gather with everyone when I¡¯m done dealing with everything.¡±


    Den did not linger further. He took his luggage and left right away in the same manner he came.


    Brendan sent him off while Deirdre got out of the shower and heard the door opening. Brendan walked


    over and hugged her, breathing heavily.


    Deirdre shoved him once in embarrassment. ¡°Go and take a shower first.


    You reek of alcohol.¡±


    Brendan sniffed at himself and let go of Deirdre. He spoke in a tone tainted with grief. ¡®You seem to


    care a lot about Den, huh?¡± ¡°What?¡± ¡°He said that he is leaving today, but I could tell from the way


    you spoke that you wanted him to stay. You sounded like you couldn¡¯t bear to part with him.¡±


    Deirdre was stunned. She came to realize that Brendan was jealous and found it amusing all at once.


    ¡®Why is he jealous of Den?1 ¡°He¡¯s Den King, and you¡¯re overthinking.¡± ¡°Yet, he is handsome,


    gentle, and caring.¡± Brendan insisted.


    ¡°That is true indeed,¡± Deirdre said softly.


    Noticing that the ambiance was off, she immediately corrected herself by saying, ¡°Even if he is


    handsome, I can¡¯t see because I¡¯m blind. As for gentleness and caring, he treats everyone in the same


    manner. Moreover, his caring personality is only on the surface because we¡¯re friends. It¡¯s not as real


    as your sincerity.¡±


    Deirdre wished that she could hide upon saying that.


    ¡®It¡¯s truly¡­ absurd¡­¡¯ ¡°Really?¡±


    Brendan actually believed her. His eyebrows were raised in joy, but he refrained from smiling. However,


    his tone was filled with delight when he said, ¡°You¡¯re right that his caring personality is only on the


    surface.¡±


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    He spoke with feigned depth but was so emotional that he could not refrain from kissing Deirdre¡¯s lips.


    ¡°You have a good eye, as usual.¡±


    Deirdre discovered it was unusually easy to appease Brendan. He might have regarded her words as


    sincere words from her heart.


    ¡°Hmm¡­¡± Deirdre felt uneasy, so she changed the topic of conversation and said, ¡°Wasn¡¯t Den very


    free when you were still Kyran? Why is he so busy now that he has to catch a red-eye flight? Can¡¯t he


    stay here for a night?¡±


    Brendan¡¯s gaze dimmed substantially at the mention of this matter.


    ¡°He was waiting for the right time earlier. Now that the time is here, it¡¯s only natural for him to be busy.


    After all, he has been waiting for the time toe no less than ten years.¡± ¡°The right time?¡± Deirdre¡¯s


    heart was racing. ¡°Are you talking about¡­ the Kings?¡±


    ¡°Hmm.¡± Brendan removed his tie slowly. ¡°Big changes areing to Eastgene. Perhaps we might visit


    Eastgene when we¡¯re done handling our affairs. A new ruler will lead the Kings.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s mind went nk. ¡°How about Glenna then?¡± ¡°Glenna?¡±


    Brendan furrowed his eyebrows. He could not remember within a short period of time when this person


    was suddenly mentioned.

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    Chapter 899


    Chapter 899 Are You Doing This Willingly


    Afterward, he remembered the talkative woman who kept Deirdrepany when he was still Kyran.


    ¡°Her? I believe she is still working at the samepany. Why?¡±


    Deirdre recovered from her surprise and said, ¡°Nothing.


    She was aware of Glenna¡¯s feelings for Den. ¡®So, they didn¡¯t end up dating each other in the end,


    huh?*


    However, it was also a good thing because they may not necessarily be good for each other.


    After figuring things out, Deirdre sat on the bed and listened to the sound of water from the bathroom.


    She suddenly realized Brendan might want to sleep in the same room tonight.


    Her fists tightened in anxiety. Deirdre felt nervous for no apparent reason, and the sound of water


    sounded louder.


    She was not prepared to be with Brendan even if he loved her now¡­ Her badly-wounded heart could


    not withstand intense love anymore.


    Yet, what would happen to her mother if she were to reject Brendan and displease him?


    At the thought of this, Deirdre lowered her eyes and inhaled a deep breath as if she was mustering


    courage. She ced her hands on the buttons of her top and unbuttoned them one by one.


    Brendan got out of the shower to find Deirdre lying on the bed and the messy pile of clothes on the


    floor. He was breathing heavily.


    ¡®Is she naked?¡¯


    At the thought of this, his mind went nk for a moment. Only Deirdre¡¯s face was exposed, and her


    face was blushing scarlet. He could not refrain from approaching her as if he was ignited by desires.


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    ¡°You¡­ The clothes¡­¡± Brendan¡¯s throat was parched. He almost lost control of himself as he smelled


    Deirdre¡¯s faint scent in the air.


    Deirdre was jolted back to reality. She pursed her lips and changed the topic of conversation by saying,


    ¡°Are you done showering?¡± ¡°Hmm.¡± ¡°Come and rest then.¡±


    Brendan swallowed a gulp of saliva. When he went under the nket, his breathing was ragged upon


    coming into contact with the woman, just as he had imagined. No man could exercise self-control at


    this very moment.


    Meanwhile, Deirdre hugged him and said, ¡°I know you have¡­ urges. Please just be gentle.¡±


    All of a sudden, Brendan¡¯s surging emotions turned into coldness.


    ¡®She didn¡¯t say ¡°I have urges¡± but said ¡°you have urges¡±.¡¯


    Brendan¡¯s body was warm, but his heart was turning cold quickly.


    He looked at Deirdre¡¯s indifferent expression as if she was performing a mission.


    ¡°Deirdre, are you doing this willingly?¡± asked Brendan.


    Deirdre was stunned for a moment. ¡®Willingly?¡¯


    She appeared to be caught in a daze and avoidant. Soon afterward, she clenched her fists tightly. ¡°You


    don¡¯t need to mind how I feel about this. I¡¯m supposed to do it for you, anyway.¡±


    Brendan did not move. He kept quiet for a moment before getting up and leaving.


    There was no unwillingness to part from him. In fact, Deirdre could even hear Mrs. Engel¡¯s query. ¡°Mr.


    BrighthalI? Where are you going thiste?¡±


    Then, everything was calm.


    Deirdre was expressionless. She sat up with great effort and got dressed subconsciously after feeling


    cold. She came to realize that Brendan was angry, yet she had no idea why he felt that way.


    ¡®Isn¡¯t this what he wants? I¡¯m taking it upon myself to offer him. Why doesn¡¯t he want it? Does he think


    that this is cheap because it is offered to him?¡¯


    Deirdre could not figure it out. Shey back on the bed, shut her eyes, and fell asleep, perhaps due to


    being exhausted.


    Deirdre went downstairs the next morning.


    Mrs. Engel asked, ¡°Mrs. Brighthall, did Mr. Brighthall receive an urgent call yesterday? Why did he


    leave so suddenly and not return for the whole night? It¡¯s the first time he is behaving this way.¡±

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    Chapter 900 Yield


    ¡®Out all night, huh?¡¯


    Deirdre was under the assumption that he was back but sleeping in the next room.


    She said in frustration, ¡°It¡¯s possible¡­ that I slightly pissed him off¡­¡± ¡°Angry with you, Mrs. Brighthall?


    That can¡¯t be possible.¡± Mrs. Engel was astonished. ¡°How can Mr. Brighthall possibly be angry with you


    when he loves you so much? Or¡­ did something happenst night?¡±


    Deirdre had a hard time finding the right words. She could not tell Mrs.


    Engel that she had failed to seduce Brendan and that he found her cheap, right?


    It would be humiliating.


    ¡°Nothing much¡­ We got into a small quarrel, and Brendan was angry, so he left.¡±


    Mrs. Engel was curious. ¡°Small quarrel? For real? Mr. Brighthall would actually be angry with you¡­¡±


    She muttered to herself while she headed to the kitchen to serve breakfast.


    Deirdre nibbled on the fork and thought, Til just apologize if nothing else works. I can¡¯t just let this


    situation continue until more conflicts are triggered. If he isn¡¯t fond of me being spontaneous, I won¡¯t be


    spontaneous anymore from now on.¡¯


    Brendan returned from work atst in the afternoon. She stood up straight on the sofa upon hearing the


    commotion. She sensed the man walking into the living room and stopped momentarily before heading


    upstairs and shutting the study room¡¯s door soon afterward.


    Mrs. Engel stuck out her head while she was dusting the vase and said softly to Deirdre, ¡°Mr. Brighthall


    looks to be in a much better mood but still seems pretty awkward.¡±


    Deirdre nodded. She could tell.


    Brendan would have already approached and sat with her if this was the past. Apparently, he still had


    pent-up anger because he headed to the study room without even greeting her.


    Deirdre hesitated momentarily before getting up and asking, ¡°Where is the coffee machine, Mrs.


    Engel?¡±


    Mrs. Engel¡¯s eyes lit up. ¡°Are you nning to make coffee for Mr. Brighthall,


    Mrs. Brighthall?¡± ¡°Hmm¡­¡± She could not figure out any other way apart from that.


    Mrs. Engel was overjoyed. ¡®This is how lovers should behave. A rtionship will onlyst if the other


    lover appeases the angry lover.¡¯


    She immediately headed to the kitchen and set up the items.


    Deirdre made a cup of coffee. She knew Brendan¡¯s preference because she frequently made coffee for


    him.


    Mrs. Engel helped to carry the cup upstairs before passing it to Deirdre.


    Deirdre stood at the study room¡¯s door to brace herself and knocked on the door.


    ¡°Come in.¡±


    Deirdre entered the room.


    Brendan was rifling through the document in his hands and looked at the woman who showed up in the


    room for a brief moment before looking away quickly. However, he could not pay attention to reading


    the document anymore.


    ¡°I got you coffee.¡±


    Deirdre wore a gentle, obedient expression and ced the coffee cautiously before Brendan. She was


    anxious.


    Brendan did not touch the cup of coffee. He was still angry in his heart when he asked, ¡°Who made you


    send me coffee this time?¡±


    Deirdre was stunned for a moment and shook her head. ¡°No one. I did it myself.¡±


    Brendan stared at Deirdre¡¯s face closely. Her anxiety and uneasy demeanor in trying to tter him were


    obvious.


    He found it amusing but did not feel likeughing.


    ¡°Why?¡±


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    Deirdre was caught off guard by Brendan¡¯s question. She answered, ¡°I don¡¯t want you to be angry


    anymore.¡± ¡®You know that I¡¯m angry, huh?¡±


    Deirdre thought, ¡®It¡¯s pretty obvious.¡¯


    Brendan¡¯s gazended on the coffee. ¡°Do you know why I¡¯m angry then?¡±


    Deirdre lowered her gaze for a brief moment. ¡°Because¡­ I was too spontaneous.¡± ¡°And then?¡± ¡°I made


    you feel disgusted.¡±


    Brendan pushed away the documents on the table and was almostughing out of anger. ¡°Deirdre,


    your ability to anger others has grown perceptibly!¡±

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    Chapter 901


    Chapter 901 What Must I Do?


    Deirdre found his temperament almost too zig-zagging to make sense. In the past, she could ingratiate


    with him as much as she wanted, no questions asked. But now, the same things suddenly irritated him.


    She ducked, squeezing her shoulders into herself, and cast her sight to the floor to begin feeling and


    salvaging the documents.


    At that moment, Brendan suddenly yanked her arm toward him and, by extension, her entire body.


    Before she knew it, the force nailed her legs across hisp, her shocked expression facing his visage.


    It was a¡­. rather suggestive position to be in.


    Deirdre froze as she sensed Brendan drawing her into himself before he rested his chin on her


    shoulder.


    ¡°God. What must I do, Deirdre?¡± he asked, surprisingly defeatedly.


    Deirdre blinked. Her fingers slipped gently beforecing around his strong, firm arm. She did not find


    their position repulsive-just awkward.


    ¡°You¡¯re not mad anymore?¡±


    Brendan looked up. ¡°What good does my anger do? It doesn¡¯t matter how angry I am. You just don¡¯t


    get why I¡¯m mad in the first ce.¡±


    She was unustomed to the helplessness in his tone. Before she could even mull about it, though,


    Brendan tilted her chin up and spoke again, this time with more solemness. ¡°Listen to me, Deirdre. I


    don¡¯t want you to do anything against your will just to ingratiate yourself with me. I¡¯ll give you anything


    you want, but this isn¡¯t a bargain. I¡¯m not rewarding you for doing something you don¡¯t sincerely want to


    do.


    ¡°All I want is for you and our child to be safe. I want you to do what you truly want to do and feel what


    you really feel. You obviously aren¡¯t willing to have s*x with me, so why pretend otherwise? Is this an


    insult to you or me? I never walk back on my promises, remember? News about your mother and the


    freedom for you and our child after birth are guaranteed yours. I¡¯m not walking back on any of these, i


    ¡°All I want in return is you. The real you.¡±


    Deirdre felt her mind blowing apart by his confession. Emotions-not all of them in concordance with


    each other-swarmed into her from all directions. It was as if he had carved the entirety of his speech


    onto her neuralwork.


    What did he say?


    He said he hated it when she forced herself against her own will.


    He said he would grant her freedom to leave once the kid was born.


    He said he wanted the real her.


    Deirdre was suddenly thrown off bnce by her own emotions. Brendan was not mad because she


    was ingratiating with him. He was upset by the reason behind it-the fact that she was only doing it to


    secure his favors.


    Deirdre snapped out of her trance, but reeling out of her disbelief was not easy. She looked down for a


    moment until finally, pressured by her confusion, asked, ¡°Are you sure?¡± ¡°Sure of what?¡± ¡°Sure that


    there isn¡¯t an angle here? Something you hope to gain from me, maybe? Brendan, you¡¯re a


    businessman.¡± ¡°And the father of my child¡­ And someone¡­ who loves you deeply.¡±


    He took a long time just to finally say thest part aloud.


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    ¡°It¡¯s only natural that nothing is more important than how you feel to me. So, don¡¯t ever do something


    so stupid and wrong ever again,¡± he said.


    Deirdre sank into silence. Brendan was cuddling with her in a very intimate position, yet it felt like there


    was an unbridgeable chasm between them.


    Or at least, that was what Deirdre used to think. It used to seem impossible to heal-until today when for


    the first time, she realized something had changed.


    She should not allow her mind to be ruffled by this, and yet, as the man kissed her passionately, she


    found her conviction shaken.


    The door was hardly closed. Mrs. Engel found herself a surprise witness to the embracing lovers when


    she pushed the door open, and the grin that instantly surfaced on her face said it all.


    ¡®So, the two have made up.¡¯ It was just as she expected. If Deirdre asked him to stop any fight, he


    would. Of course, he would because he could never bear to see her upset.


    ¡°Mr. Brighthall? Mrs. Brighthall? Dinner¡¯s ready!¡±


    Her call snapped Deirdre out of her bewitchment, and the young woman frantically fumbled her way


    down hisp.


    Brendan helped her, but before she left, he said suddenly, ¡°Wait, Dee.


    There¡¯s something I need to discuss with you.¡±


    Mrs. Engel set the food on the table and cocked her head in the direction of the study. It had been


    some time¡­


    Finally, Deirdre appeared by the stairs with a perplexed, unsure look on her face.

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    Chapter 902


    Chapter 902 Persona Non-Grata


    ¡°Where¡¯s Mr. Brighthall?¡± Mrs. Engel asked. ¡°Why isn¡¯t here with us?¡±


    Deirdre seemingly blinked back to attention. ¡°He, uh, said there¡¯s a lot of things at work pending his


    attention for the moment, so he¡¯s not going to join us. Just send his portion upstairs.¡± ¡°That busy, huh?¡±


    Deirdre thinned her lips. ¡®Thepany is going through a massive purge, Mrs. Engel. He needs to


    ensure that every single position is being upied by someone reliable and trustworthy, which means


    he¡¯s now an even bigger micromanager. It¡¯s only normal for him to be so¡­ busy.¡± ¡°I see,¡± Mrs. Engel


    replied nomittally before muttering, ¡°Gosh, it isn¡¯t easy to found a business, right? I¡¯ll immediately


    bring his portion upstairs before Mr. Brighthall gnaws on his fingernails out of hunger.¡± ¡°Alright.¡±


    Deirdre finished her dinner alone.


    Brendan did not step into her room all night.


    Mrs. Engelter told Deirdre that the man spent his night on the couch in his study. ¡°I was thinking if we


    should put these two couches side-by-side.¡± The older woman wondered aloud. ¡®This way, Mr.


    Brighthall will have a better sleep if he has to crash on his couch again.¡±


    Deirdre was about to answer her when the conversation was interrupted by a series of heels clicking on


    the floor. A leaned, toned silhouette took form in her blurry sight. Deirdre could tell from the way the


    figure put on airs who this was, no face required.


    Mrs. Engel¡¯s expression darkened. ¡°What are you doing here?¡±


    Charlene removed her sunsses and gave a lopsided grin, positively beaming. ¡°What am I doing


    here? Excuse me, but didn¡¯t Bren inform you?¡±


    The older woman¡¯s heart sank. ¡°About what?¡±


    Charlene trained her eyes at Deirdre, glee bursting out of them like gunshots. ¡°I¡¯m staying here to


    recuperate.¡± ¡°Are you kidding me!?¡¯ Mrs. Engel was apoplectic. ¡°Recuperate from what? You ain¡¯t sick


    anywhere but in your head! This house is for Mr. Brighthall and Mrs. Brighthall. This is their private


    residence! Who in their right mind is going to let you stay here? God, I¡¯ve seen kids make up more


    convincing lies!¡±


    Mrs. Engel¡¯s umbrage had a source. She remembered who Charlene was- the vile woman who had


    caused Deirdre to be incarcerated, and the devil who had thrown Brendan¡¯spany into so much


    chaos, the man couldn¡¯t even enjoy a dinner.


    Not giving the snake the boot was already the height of Mrs. Engel¡¯s decorum. It did not mean she was


    going to suffer Charlene¡¯s gloating.


    Charlene shed her a smile and made a production of studying the surroundings. ¡°Oh God, this ce


    hasn¡¯t changed at all for nine years! Urgh, it totally needs a makeover. If I tell Bren I like it to look like a


    foreign pce, I bet he¡¯ll start renovating the whole ce to look exactly as I want it!


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    ¡°Oh, I remember that painting! He bought it because I looked at it for more than three seconds during


    an auction that one time. And now look at it! It¡¯s enshrined in your living room¡­ What good taste!¡±


    Mrs. Engel scowled in disgust. This woman¡¯s shamelessness knew no bounds. ¡°I bet that painting was


    purchased because Mr. Brightall fancied it instead of having diddly-do with you-¡± ¡°Mrs. Engel? I¡¯m


    getting a little colder. Could you fetch my coat for me?¡±


    The older woman hesitated. ¡°B-But Mr. Brighthall-!¡± ¡°It¡¯s okay. I learned she wasing yesterday.¡±


    ¡°Yesterday?¡± Mrs. Engel was appalled. ¡°Wait. No wonder you looked so pale yesterday. M-Mr.


    Brighthall¡­ How could he¡­¡±


    Charlene smiled sweetly. ¡°Ah, so you¡¯re already in the know. That exins the faux coolness, but could


    you at least inform your aging cur over there next time? She¡¯s been barking non-stop since the real


    mistress of the house has returned. Train her, would you? I¡¯m going to marry Bren! If I were you and


    cared about her, I¡¯d do my best to teach her some manners before she offended her mistress for real.¡±


    There was something sharp and inhuman in the end of her remark.


    Mrs. Engel¡¯s face turned red with rage. ring, she opened her mouth to retort, but Deirdre stepped in.

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    Chapter 903


    Chapter 903 Seize This Chance


    ¡°Here¡¯s the thing. We don¡¯t give a damn who you¡¯ll end up marrying, but since we¡¯ll be staying together


    for a while, let me give you a piece of advice,¡± Deirdre said a little apathetically. ¡°Mrs. Engel is going to


    be your housekeeper and your cook. That means she has plenty of chances to surprise you, don¡¯t you


    think?¡±


    Mrs. Engel caught on. ¡°She¡¯s right, Miss McKinney. Protecting yourself against obvious enemies is one


    thing, but against someone who you depend on? It would be easy for me to ce some pins on your


    pillow¡­ Or spit in your filet¡­¡±


    Charlene¡¯s expression darkened before the older woman finished. ¡°You dare!?¡±


    Mrs. Engel shot a disgusted re. ¡°What¡¯s stopping me? I¡¯ll quit once Miss McKinnon leaves anyway.


    You don¡¯t even know where my home is. I am not scared of your petty payback!¡±


    Charlene gnashed her teeth for a while before her ire subsided a little. She red daggers at Deirdre


    and turned her umbrage back against thetter.¡± You turn being a doormat into an art form, huh? You¡¯re


    looking at the one who murdered your mom right now, and your reaction is, ¡®Alright. Cool, cool.¡¯ ¡°Aren¡¯t


    you going to push me down the stairs and check in at the detainment center for another alternative


    vacation?¡±


    Mentioning Ophelia turned Deirdre¡¯s face pale. She set her eyes at Charlene as though she was seeing


    through her. ¡°Your judgment day ising, Charlene. One day, justice wille for you.¡±


    Charlene¡¯s first instinct was tough, but Deirdre¡¯s re was so cutting that it made her sneer ¡°b*tch!¡±


    under her breath. She curled the corner of her lips and smiled. ¡°I don¡¯t know what judgment that¡¯s


    supposed to be, but I know that once your kid¡¯s born, they aren¡¯t going to be with you. In fact, they are


    going to call me ¡®mom¡¯ instead of you.¡±


    Just like that, Charlene strutted upstairs, her hips swinging in selfsatisfaction. A momentter, one


    could hear her question aloud which room belonged to her.


    Mrs. Engel thought to ignore her, but Deirdre pped on the back of the older woman¡¯s hand as a hint.


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    Mrs. Engel forced herself to answer Charlene¡¯s call, though she deliberately offered the one farthest


    from Brendan¡¯s room. Naturally, Charlene insisted snobbily on living in the room next to Brendan¡¯s and


    epted nothing else.


    After keeping the room tidy and clean, and Charlene strode in to im her territory, Mrs. Engel


    descended the stairs anxiously. ¡°Why did Mr. Brighthall invite a woman this vile here? This is


    outrageous and uneptable! This is unfair to Miss McKinnon!¡±


    Deirdre stared into space for a few seconds and snapped back to reality.¡± Mrs. Engel, I know I¡¯ve told


    you about this enough, but this time, you need to do as I say,¡± she advised solemnly. ¡°Charlene is not


    someone you can cross without consequences, so it¡¯s best you don¡¯t get her way. She could strut and


    act like she¡¯s above me, but she¡¯s explicitly forbidden from harming me because of my pregnancy. But


    you, Mrs. Engel¡­ You don¡¯t have that kind of protection.¡±


    Mrs. Engel knew Deirdre was simply expressing concern for her well-being under this new order. ¡°But I


    just- God, I can¡¯t stand that vixen! She¡¯s the man-stealer! She has no right to¡­ And Mr. Brighthall, too.


    God, he disappoints me.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s eyes darkened. ¡°It hardly bothers me. I¡¯ll have nothing to do with Brendan after the child¡¯s


    born.¡±


    Charlene closed the door only after she heard the entirety of their conversation. The real reason


    Charlene was told to move here was pure calction-it was part of Brendan¡¯s effort to control the


    media and the narrative they waved. With Charlene here, the reporters would have the pictures they


    needed.


    But the fact that Brendan was willing to y his part in this y-pretend, to Charlene, also meant he


    was at least no longer repulsed by her. This was the windfall she needed-she must seize this chance!


    Her thoughts drifted to Deirdre, and Charlene felt a surge of jealousy. But she could not afford any


    reckless move before she could possess


    Brendan¡¯s heart.


    Brendan emerged from the front door after dusk. His handsome features were caked in a thick coat of


    fatigue as he loosened his tie.


    He stopped in mid-action, scanning the living room.


    Mrs. Engel did note to greet him, nor was there anyone on the couch. As the older woman strode


    out of the kitchen, he asked.

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    Chapter 904


    Chapter 904 This Is Unfair to Miss McKinnon!


    ¡°Where¡¯s Deirdre?¡±


    Mrs. Engel¡¯s impression of Brendan had sunk to its nadir. Had he not been her employer, she would


    have ignored him as though he did not exist.¡± She¡¯s in her room.¡± ¡°Hmm.¡±


    He sounded so nonmittal and nonchnt it irritated Mrs. Engel enough to speak out. ¡°Mr. Brigthall,


    Charlene McKinney arrived and told me to prepare a guest room for her. She said she¡¯s going to stay


    here for a few days!¡± ¡°She¡¯s here already?¡± Brendan remarked tly. There was no sign to paint his


    reaction to lean either joy or disgust. In fact, it sounded as if he had been expecting it to happen. ¡°Her


    injury hasn¡¯t healed yet, and I¡¯m not usually at home. You should pay some attention to it while you


    can.¡±


    Mrs. Engel was appalled. ¡°And you don¡¯t think this is unfair to Miss McKinnon, Mr. Brighthall? She¡¯s


    pregnant with your child, sir, while you invite Charlene to stride into a house that belongs to the both of


    you as if-¡± ¡°Is dinner ready?¡± Brendan suddenly interjected.


    She froze. ¡°Y-Yes, sir.¡± ¡°Get Charlene and Deirdre.¡±


    Brendan¡¯s attitude made it clear that he brooked no defiance. It stealthily reminded Mrs. Engel of her


    position as a mere employee and domestic worker. Thus, the older woman had no choice but to set the


    food on the table before calling out to the women upstairs.


    It did not take Charlene long to show up.


    Mrs. Engel looked up and saw-to her surprise as a conservative, aging woman-Charlene was dressed


    in a thin, flimsy spaghetti dress barring almost too much of her breasts.


    Her motive was clear as day.


    Charlene swung her hip and sat next to Brendan, whose eyes remained nailed at his documents


    without ever lifting his head.


    Annoyed, she pressed his documents down and said, ¡°Bren? No work allowed at the dining table,


    remember?¡±


    Brendan tucked the papers into his folder and looked up, finally noticing her getup.


    His face was as solemn and stoic as ever. It was as if Charlene had put on some normal, oversized T-


    shirt. ¡°Where¡¯s Deirdre?¡±


    Mrs. Engel was quick to answer. ¡°Mrs. Brighthall said she¡¯s not feeling well, so she¡¯s noting.¡±


    She felt so bad for Deirdre. How was the youngdy supposed to feel well at all? Brendan had brought


    another woman home! Mrs. Engel was an outsider, and even she felt her own stomach upset.


    Brendan did not seem concerned either. ¡°If her gastric is acting up again, just summon a doctor


    tomorrow and see what¡¯s wrong.¡± ¡°I¡­ I hear you, sir.¡±


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    Charlene smiled. ¡°It¡¯s just how pregnancy is like, I¡¯m afraid. You get a little upset here and there every


    once in a while, and then you lose your appetite. I don¡¯t think it¡¯s that big of a problem, though. She


    could always juste back to eat after she¡¯s feeling better.¡±


    She raised her head and ordered Mrs. Engel, ¡°Red wine, now.¡±


    The older woman brought a bottle, and Charlene popped it open. She filled two sses-one for


    Brendan, one for herself-and pushed it to him, her eyesscivious.


    ¡°I¡¯ve been a good girl, haven¡¯t I? I¡¯ve done a good job in helping you clean up the mess Miss McKinnon


    left. Yes, she was the one who pushed me down the stairs, but I wanted you to be free from the public¡¯s


    condemnation that I stood by you and spoke for you. I didn¡¯t even care if my reputation suffered,¡± she


    said, leaning toward him, just right, to exhibit her beautiful curves.


    ¡®That¡¯s enough grounds to enjoy this one with me, don¡¯t you think?¡±


    Brendan raised his ss, and his expression actually softened a little. ¡°I agree.¡±


    Charlene smiled, satisfied. They clinked their sses, letting the shrill ding echo through the hall. She


    pressed her ruby lips against the brim and sampled half of hers.


    Brendan finished his entire ss.


    Charlene waited for a moment before leaning her head against his shoulder, her cheeks pink. ¡°Ah, the


    world¡¯s spinning already? My drinking skill hasn¡¯t improved at all¡­¡±


    Shetched her hand on the man¡¯s arm like vines. To Charlene¡¯s greatest glee, Brendan did not show


    any rejection nor break her hold. It was proof! Proof that Brendan had softened his stance against her.


    He did harbor love for her, after all!


    ¡°Are my cheeks¡­ red, Bren?¡± She breathed. She inched her body closer, shrinking whatever space


    there was between herself and Brendan. Before her skin came in contact with his own, though, the


    door to the first floor suddenly opened.

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    Chapter 905


    Chapter 905 No Man Could Suffer This


    Deirdre emerged from her room, causing Mrs. Engel¡¯s eyes to twinkle before she immediately rushed


    to greet her. ¡°Mrs. BrighthaII! You¡¯re here!¡±


    Brendan immediately pulled his arm out of Charlene¡¯s.


    Charlene glowered. She finally had the chance to be alone with Brendan before this b*tch decided to


    ruin it!


    Not that she could point her fingers right now. Deirdre was bearing Brendan¡¯s child. It was only normal


    that the man was disinclined to show any sign of intimacy with her while the woman he impregnated


    was standing right there.


    Thus, Charleneunched back into her well-practiced pretense. ¡°Aren¡¯t you feeling unwell, Miss


    McKinnon? Why are you here?¡±


    Deirdre descended the stairs with Mrs. Engel¡¯s help and curled the corner of her lips. ¡°I got hungry just


    like you, Miss McKinney. After all, I¡¯m pregnant,¡± she replied. ¡°Besides, this is your first meal since


    coming to my house, and it¡¯d be so unbing and improper of me not to join in.¡±


    Her smile screamed deliberation. She was advertising, right on Charlene¡¯s face, that she was the


    mistress of the property-her manner and word choices were calcted! Even the timing of her arrival


    was meant to dump a bucket of ice all over Charlene¡¯s perfect chance to be intimate with Brendan!


    Charlene¡¯s rage almost twisted her features, but she could not let even a fraction of her scowl show


    while Brendan was still there. She gritted her teeth to stop herself from acting out and forced a smile.


    ¡°Yourmitment to courtesy is surprising, Miss McKinnon! Now you¡¯re making me blush. I guess I


    should learn something from you before Brendan starts making small, unhappy sounds whenever I


    fumble a little as the house host in the near future.¡± ¡°It¡¯s okay. No need to be flustered. Manners and


    etiquette aren¡¯t things you can learn in a few days, Miss McKinney, but I¡¯m happy to teach you during


    your stay. I¡¯m going to need you to help entertain our guests when the baby¡¯s out, and I need to


    recuperate.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s reply would sound cordial only if one ignored its undertone:¡¯ You¡¯ll never get to be anybody


    worth a damn as long as I¡¯m here. In fact, you¡¯re even going to be my glorified maid once my baby¡¯s


    out.¡¯


    It felt as though someone had jabbed thorns into Charlene¡¯s ears. ¡°What¡¯s that supposed to mean? I


    thought you¡¯d leave after the baby¡¯s born.¡±


    Deirdre raised her spoon and seemingly mused for a moment. ¡°No, it depends on how much you¡¯ll


    allow me to stay. A woman still needs to recuperate after giving birth, right? And since I¡¯ve gotten so


    used to being here¡­ Of course, if you don¡¯t like me, I guess I¡¯ll have to look elsewhere.¡±


    Charlene¡¯s smile did not even reach her eyes. ¡®That depends.¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s attitude irked her. That b*tch had the audacity to egg her on just because she had a bun in


    the oven? F*ck off!


    Brendan was going to marry her and let her stay in the mansion, though, was he not? And as soon as


    she slept with him-and got their child together -Deirdre would lose whatever meager attention Brendan


    had for her already. She would be as relevant as a piece of used rag!


    The thought gave Charlene sce. She began her performance anew, cutting pieces of ribs for


    Brendan while squeezing in as many overtly suggestive movements as many times as she could.


    Brendan left the pieces she cut aside without explicitly epting or rejecting them. After Mrs. Engel set


    a bowl of steaming soup at the table, he filled a bowl and offered it to Deirdre.Property ? 2024 N0(v)elDrama.Org.


    ¡°I don¡¯t want it,¡± Deirdre snapped, looking away. Hostility filled her face. ¡°I don¡¯t need it. Pumpkin soups


    disgust me!¡±


    Charlene watched the drama unfold in gleeful interest. She thought Deirdre had decided to give up on


    any semnce of agency in exchange for afortable life, but her assumption seemed to be wrong,


    after all. There was still a line she would not let Brendan cross, and Charlene was that line. Her


    presence still managed to anger Deirdre intoshing out in public.


    But everyone knew thatshing out at a man in public was taboo. No man could possibly suffer a blow


    to their ego!


    Just as Charlene expected, Brendan¡¯s visage turned cold. He might have stopped himself for the sake


    of their child. ¡°Just finish this one, and you can go,¡± he grumbled.


    ¡°No!¡±


    The two of them began to push the bowl back and forth until, finally, it flipped, shattered, and spilled its


    content to the floor.

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    Chapter 906


    Chapter 906 She Won¡¯t Push Me Away If She Really Loves Me


    Storm clouds pooled around Brendan¡¯s visage almost instantly. He locked his eyes dead on Deirdre¡¯s


    face, snarling, ¡°How long are you going to act like a brat, McKinnon!?¡±


    Themotion summoned Mrs. Engel out of the kitchen. Seeing ceramic pieces bathing in a pool of


    pumpkin soup on the floor, the good woman immediately tried to de-escte the situation.


    ¡°Mr. Brighthall, please hear me out! Mrs. Brighthall had never liked pumpkin soups! I can vouch for that!


    This is why I made something else for her instead. She¡¯s not trying to make things hard for you, I


    promise!


    Deirdre¡¯s face was ashen and unyielding. ¡®You don¡¯t have to exin anything to that thick skull, Mrs.


    Engel. I¡¯m always wrong to him anyway!¡± She sulked.


    Brendan scowled. His patience was running out. ¡®You¡¯re the one who¡¯s been acting out like a petnt


    tw*t since you were released from the detainment center!¡± he thundered. ¡°If anything in this house


    offends your oh -so-high horses, talk it out like a grown-up! Nobody will lick your boo-boo just because


    you know how to throw a fit!¡± ¡°M-Mr. Brighthall!¡± Mrs. Engel faltered, appalled. That was so sarcastic


    even Mrs. Engel could not bear to hear it¡­ let alone Deirdre.


    Just as she had expected, a resentful re overtook Deirdre¡¯s face.


    Charlene¡¯s glee was palpable from the twinkles in her eyes. The time was ripe for her to step in. ¡°Bren¡¯s


    right, you know,¡± she said, her voice dripping with faux concern. ¡°If something¡¯s bothering you, let it out


    like an adult instead of throwing a tantrum, okay? Bren¡¯s exhausted from work already. There¡¯s no


    reason he has toe home just to suffer another round of punishment.¡± ¡°I don¡¯t think you have as


    much right toment as you think you do. Why do you think Brendan¡¯s exhausted at work? That


    catastrophe couldn¡¯t be made possible without your amazing contribution, Miss McKinney!¡±


    Charlene¡¯s face fell, and her eyes turned misty. ¡°But that¡¯s because you pushed me down the stairs


    from the first floor and almost killed me! How was I supposed to y it cool after all that trauma!? In


    fact, you¡¯re the one who¡¯s getting a p on the wrist instead of actual justice. You used your pregnancy


    to fish for sympathy and got out sooner than you should have! Meanwhile, I have to suffer the public¡¯s


    rage!¡± ¡°Ha! You deserve it.¡± ¡°McKinnon!¡± snarled Brendan. ¡°Watch your mouth! Nobody here is


    obligated to indulge you!¡±


    Deirdre froze. Then, seethingly, she rose from her seat, stormed up the stairs, and shut the door to her


    room.


    Mrs. Engel wanted to follow her andfort the young woman, but Brendan stopped her. ¡°Screw that


    b*tch! I bet she¡¯s starting to act like a brat because I¡¯ve been too nice to her! As if I haven¡¯t been as


    patient and understanding as I could! If I let youfort her despite her being at fault, she will start


    acting like a royal pain in everyone¡¯s *ss!¡± ¡°But Mr. Brighthall, M-Mrs. Brighthall¡¯s¡­. She¡¯s simply hurt. I


    don¡¯t believe she wanted to throw a tantrum for tantrum¡¯s sake at all. Pregnancy also oftenes with


    mood swings, and-¡¯¡¯ ¡°You should stop defending her, Mrs. Engel,¡± Charlene suddenly spoke up and


    sighed. ¡®This isn¡¯t the first time I¡¯ve seen her throwing hissy fits. Bren¡¯s human after all. Of course, his


    patience wears thin. But I¡¯m sure Miss McKinnon wille around someday¡­ when she has finally


    thought things through.¡±


    Mrs. Engel shut her mouth but not her mind, which had been firing off curses against Charlene for a


    while. It was all that demon¡¯s fault! She just kept sowing discord ever since she had arrived. Even


    Brendan¡¯s attitude toward Deirdre had changed because of her!


    Charlene pouted as though she was the poor, sad victim. ¡°Please, Bren, don¡¯t be mad anymore,¡± she


    comforted. ¡°I think she¡¯s just jealous of seeing me living under the same roof, you know? In the end,


    she¡¯s acting out because she cares about you. If this isn¡¯t working out, I guess I¡¯ll just leave ¡°No. No


    need.¡± Brendan frowned. ¡°You have to stay here to stop those online narratives from growing.


    Besides¡­ if it was out of jealousy, she would do whatever it takes to make me stay by her side and


    love her instead of shoving me away.¡±


    The event soured Brendan¡¯s mood. He lost his appetite altogether.


    Charlene watched the man¡¯s retreating back with her face propped on the thick of her palm. Schemes


    after schemes began to take shape in her mind.


    She wanted her life with Brendan to return to what it used to be.


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    Chapter 907


    Chapter 907 Hang On A Little Longer, Okay?


    All Brendan cared about was the kid Deirdre bore him, right? So what would happen¡­ if Charlene got


    pregnant too?


    The young woman thought long and hard about it as she savored her risotto. When she was done, she


    got up and went for a bath as preparation.


    Deirdrey on her back alone and watched the sky turn darker and darker. Sleep came to her like a


    cascade, but a second after she drifted off, she heard soft noisesing from her balcony.


    It sounded as if someone was opening her window. She pulled herself up with her palms, but before


    she could even see anything, the figure that entered her room through the balcony threw their arms


    around her and locked her in a suffocating embrace.


    Deirdre froze. Shock gradually disced her sleep. Then, softly, she urged,¡± Have you gone nuts?¡±


    The first floor did not sound like much on paper, but it was still a considerable height to fall from. The


    fact that this unhinged man had decided to climb out of his window and into hers as if he would


    somehow be exempted from idents was just¡­ insane!


    ¡°But I¡¯m starting to miss you already,¡± Brendan replied, rubbing her hair with his cheek. ¡°I rolled around


    my bed and still couldn¡¯t sleep, so I thought, huh, I shoulde to see you.¡± ¡°What happens if


    Charlene sees you like this?¡± Deirdre rebuffed nervously.¡± All that performance will be for nothing!¡±


    ¡°That¡¯s not gonna happen. Don¡¯t worry.¡± Heughed. ¡°We sleep in separate rooms, remember? How is


    she going to tell?¡±


    After all, the two lead yers, had orchestrated what happened during dinner. Deirdre had agreed to it


    despite not knowing what Brendan¡¯s ulterior motive was, but it was fun to watch Charlene beaming


    smugly as if she was the winner instead of the unsuspecting fool.


    ¡°Did you miss me?¡± asked Brendan, his eyes zing a little too strongly at the young woman¡¯s top half.


    Her loose cor from her shoulder down gave him ample window to admire, though his eyes ultimately


    glided down to her abdomen. He ced a hand on her abdomen. ¡°What about our kid? Miss me yet?¡±


    Deirdre did not even know what to answer. Amused, she replied, ¡°Brendan, the child doesn¡¯t even kick


    yet.¡±


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    Brendan leaned his head forward and pressed his ear against her skin. He listened for a moment and


    said, ¡°Ah. The kid said it missed me and wants me to be around the two of you tonight.¡±


    Deirdre hardly had a chance to answer him. Swiftly, Brendan hooked Deirdre¡¯s body toward him. The


    young woman found herself lying on all fours atop his chest.


    The entire room was filled with Deirdre¡¯s scent. As Brendan breathed it in, he closed his eyes. ¡°Just


    hang on a little longer, Dee. I¡¯ll have Shea guarding you very soon. That way, you¡¯ll be protected from


    whatever crap Charlene will throw your way.¡± ¡°It¡¯s okay.¡± Deirdre perched on his chest, her eyes


    downcast. ¡°I¡¯ve been waiting for a chance like this for so long. Having to wait slightly longer is not that


    difficult.¡± ¡°Good to hear it.¡±


    Their position was a little too awkward to Deirdre¡¯s liking. She started to move, hoping to get down from


    him, when suddenly, she froze in midstruggle.


    Brendan opened his eyes. ¡°Why stop?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s skin was boiling. She was frozen stiff.


    Brendan gently pulled her to his side and kissed her ear. ¡°Oh, that? Don¡¯t worry. I¡¯m not going to do


    anything to you tonight, especially since I don¡¯t think you can handle it.¡±


    Deirdre cast her eyes down, speechless. Her sleep waspletely gone, though. ¡°That¡¯s all?¡± she


    asked despite herself.


    Brendan shot her a meaningful nce. ¡°Deirdre McKinnon, do you know what that could mean when


    you put it that way?¡±


    She stiffened before a wave of flustering warmth washed over her. ¡°Wait! What I meant was-¡±


    Brendan pressed his finger on her trembling lips and stopped her from exining. ¡°I know, Dee. I


    know,¡± he said, his eyes gentle. ¡°Come on. Time to sleep.¡±


    Deirdre took a deep breath and closed her eyes. It was initially difficult, but as she breathed in his


    scent, she grew drowsy and even fell asleep.


    It was then that a series of soft but perceptible rapping sounds on the door startled Deirdre.

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    Chapter 908


    Chapter 908 Ruining Others¡¯ Rest


    Deirdre opened her eyes from the noise and froze.


    Brendan, too, heard it, but neither of them moved. Someone was knocking, not on Deirdre¡¯s room but


    Brendan¡¯s. It did not take a genius to know who this not-mysterious-knocker could be, given the timing


    atte night.


    A whileter, the confirmation came unprompted. ¡°Bren? Bren! Are you asleep already?¡± Charlene


    urged.


    ¡°Now what?¡± Deirdre asked in an undertone. Brendan was in her room! If Charlene continued to knock,


    she would soon realize no one was inside.¡± God, you shouldn¡¯t havee here!¡± ¡°It¡¯s going to be fine,¡±


    Brendan replied calmly before beckoning Deirdre to lean close.


    Charlene went on knocking for a while despite nobody answering, and she started to grumble to


    herself. Brendan was famous for being a light sleeper, and he did not usually sleep this early in the


    night. Even if he did manage to fall asleep, all that noise she made should have woken him! Thus, why


    was there neither sound nor anyone answering the door?


    She wanted to give up-especially when the night was this freezing. And yet, part of her was just too


    defiant to quit. She ended up adding even more force to her knocks.


    The door opened-not Brendan¡¯s but Deirdre¡¯s.


    Deirdre strode out and stared at Charlene with a look of smug contempt.¡± Gosh, Miss McKinney, what¡¯s


    the urgency? People are trying to sleep at this hour! Even I had to get upto see who it was. Come on,


    disturbing people¡¯s rest is something frowned upon by society, Miss McKinney. Surely you can do


    better than that!¡±


    For a moment, surprise overcame Charlene¡¯s features. Few things required as little exnation as a


    woman knocking on the door of a man at an hour like this, after all. Her surprise onlysted for a


    moment, though, before her well-practiced smile resumed.


    ¡°Don¡¯t worry your pretty little head over it, Miss McKinnon. Of course, I have a reason to look for


    Brendan at this hour¡­ though it¡¯d be in your best interest not to know what it is.¡± ¡°Oh yeah?¡± Deirdre¡¯s


    expression darkened. ¡°Now that just makes me even more curious. What is this secret thing I shouldn¡¯t


    know about?¡±


    Charlene puffed up her breasts and walked past Deirdre¡¯s door, her hips swinging. ¡°It¡¯s obviously


    something you can¡¯t satisfy him,¡± she remarked sweetly. ¡°We¡¯re all grown-ups here, so you don¡¯t really


    need me to spell it out for you, right? Brendan always used you in the past because he was worried he


    might hurt me. But now that you¡¯re pregnant, someone has to fulfill his needs, right?¡±


    She sniped a nce at Deirdre¡¯s room despite herself. It did not look like someone was hiding under


    her sheet¡­


    But her gut instinct was telling her something was fishy. Deirdre¡¯s timing was too much of a


    coincidence. If her knocks managed to wake Deirdre, then how could they not put a dent in Brendan¡¯s


    sleep?


    Deirdre leaned against the frame of her door coolly. She cast her eyes down on the floor for two


    seconds before suddenly looking up at her, muttering, ¡°I see. That sounds rough, Miss McKinney. Sorry


    for all the trouble my pregnancy has somehow inadvertently caused you. But at least I know why you


    were suddenly invited to stay in my house¡­¡±


    Charlene was so furious her face turned ashen. Did Deirdre just insinuate she was nothing more than a


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    Her first reaction was to fire fiery curses, but she willed herself to calm down and smile coldly. ¡°Is


    hurling personal attacks all you¡¯re capable of, Miss McKinnon? I guess so. You don¡¯t even seem


    capable of maintaining his loyalty despite bearing him an heir! Tragic details like these make it hard for


    me to see you as a legitimate rival.¡±


    Suddenly, Brendan¡¯s door opened. Charlene immediately turned.


    His hair was matted. He was wearing a bathrobe barring his well-defined muscles. One could still see


    droplets of water glistening off his skin.


    He must have just emerged from a shower.


    Brendan shot an apathetic look at Deirdre before setting his attention on Charlene¡¯s getup, causing the


    latter to put on her best coy pretense. She had put on the most seductive nightwear she could find-she


    was sure no straight male could resist it.


    ¡°I¡¯m sorry, were you showering, Brendan?¡±

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    Chapter 909


    Chapter 909 Winning Brendan Back, Bit by Bit


    Brendan pinched the bridge of his nose as if he was trying to fight back fatigue. ¡°I identally took a


    nap during my bath. What¡¯s the matter?¡± ¡°Oh, it was nothing,¡± Charlene smiled. ¡°I was just enjoying a


    chat with Miss McKinnon.¡± ¡°A chat?¡± snarled Deirdre, clearly not in the mood to y along. ¡°I¡¯m not in


    the mood to engage in brain-rotting chatter in the middle of the freezing night. Miss McKinney, though,


    spent a good few minutes knocking on your door until everyone in the house woke up!¡±


    She turned on her heels and mmed her door shut.


    Brendan turned his attention back to Charlene. His face was markedly devoid of rage, impatience, or


    any emotion. Still, his attention lingered on her body for a far longer time than he usually did.


    ¡°Aren¡¯t you cold?¡± he finally remarked.


    Of course Charlene was cold-her getup was scant by design! She did not expect Brendan to take his


    bath thiste into the night either. But since he put it that way¡­ Charlene would not let this perfect


    excuse pass now, would she?


    She pretended to shiver and leaned close to Brendan. ¡°God, now that you mention it¡­ I¡¯m quite cold,


    Bren.¡± She cooed coyly. ¡°I¡¯m going to need some of that warmth in your room.¡±


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    To her greatest joy, Brendan did not push her away. He even looked like he was considering her


    proposal!


    In the end, though, he shoved her away. ¡°Deirdre¡¯s room is next door, and she¡¯s pregnant with my


    child.¡±


    Charlene raised her head and noticed the frown of a man who was trying to control his urge.


    Yes! He was definitely feeling it! The only reason he was not acting on it was that Deirdre was next


    door. Damn it, that b*tch always had to get in their way¡­


    Still, it also meant that if the two of them were somewhere Deirdre could not hear, Brendan would have


    her leap into hisp already!


    ¡°Oh, I get it. But I also know that people have needs. It must be so, so hard for you, right? If you¡¯re


    worried about Miss McKinnon overhearing us, we could always go out?¡± she asked tentatively.


    Brendan did not reject her at all. He seemed to even quietly agree. ¡°We¡¯ll see.¡±


    With that, he closed the door.


    Charlene was overjoyed. Sure, ¡°we¡¯ll see¡± sounded like a non-answer someone would give when they


    were disinterested, but it did still mean Brendan was not as loyal to Deirdre as Charlene had previously


    thought.


    All she needed were openings like these. She would win him back, bit by bit


    Brendan¡¯s change of attitude toward her enraptured Charlene so much she could not sleep until it was


    past midnight!


    Then, the next day, when she descended the stairs to the living room, a new woman had joined the


    house. She spotted a bob cut and a very erect posture, her arms visibly bulky and her body well-


    trained. There was not a single saggy muscle hanging from her bone.


    One look was enough. Charlene knew this must be one of the elite fighters from the organization-and


    the thought startled her.


    Brendan had actually appointed someone from the organization to be Deirdre¡¯s security detail.


    Most members of the organization were taken in as youths. Three candidates-and sometimes even


    fewer than that-were selected from a pool of thousands who practiced martial arts andbat skills.


    Those who were chosen could even work as personal bodyguards in the private sector.


    Charlene¡¯s jealousy red, but she suddenly remembered the more practical reason Brendan could


    have made such an appointment: he was worried about his child¡¯s safety.


    Besides, once she married him, she would be the mistress of the organization. Those elites would


    all be hers tomand!


    At that thought, Charlene descended the stairsnguidly, pleased. ¡°It¡¯s hard not to be jealous of the


    treatment you get, Miss McKinnon! You have a bodyguard despite being homebound,¡± she gibed. ¡°I¡¯m


    beginning to wonder if the kid in there is made out of gold to warrant protection like that.


    Though I kinda wonder¡­ who is the person the bodyguard¡¯s supposed to keep an eye on?¡±


    Deirdre did not even look up from her breakfast. ¡°Me, of course. Miss McKinney¡¯s too talented in


    pissing people off, so Brendan must be worried that you¡¯ll piss me off again and cause me to push you


    off the floors again. And this time, I might even make sure youe out of it disabled.¡±

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    Chapter 910


    Chapter 910 A Full-Body Check Up


    Charlene was strangely not irritated at all. She rebutted Deirdre with a cheery smile, ¡°I¡¯ll just take Miss


    McKinnon¡¯s ornery behavior as good old venting and move on.¡±


    Her mood was zingly sunny. She took up a seat at the side and took her fill of breakfast, spirited,


    when there was suddenly a series ofmotion outside. 1


    To Charlene¡¯s surprise, Madame Brighthall strutted inside with Brendan at her tail.


    She rose. ¡°Bren, it¡¯s early! Why are you here?¡±


    Brendan shot her a warning nce.


    Madame Brighthall strode inside hurriedly straight toward Deirdre. She picked up the young woman¡¯s


    hand and examined it, remarking, ¡°God, you¡¯ve got bonier¡­¡±


    A pang hit Madame Brighthall. ¡°God, that detainment center is just a hotbed for inhumane practices!


    How could the people working there not try to help? Especially since you¡¯re pregnant!¡±


    A wave of emotions washed over Deirdre. She knew Madame Brighthall¡¯s concern and care for her


    were genuine. ¡°It¡¯s okay, Madame Brighthall. I didn¡¯t actually suffer that much since I only stayed there


    for a few days. In fact, the scale told me I¡¯ve put on some weight.¡± ¡°Put on some weight!? Now you¡¯re


    just pulling my leg.¡± Madame Brighthall sighed.


    Charlene hated Deirdre for being the center of attention, so she butted into their conversation with a


    grin. ¡°Don¡¯t worry, Aunt Brighthall! At least I¡¯m here, right? I¡¯ll take good care of Miss McKinnon. That


    baby is Bren¡¯s kin, which makes it my kin, too.¡±


    Madame Brighthall¡¯s face fell. She turned around and tossed an ugly re at her. ¡°Why in the Lord¡¯s


    name are you here? Who invited you?¡±


    Charlene feigned hurt. ¡°It¡¯s Bren¡¯s house, right? So, of course, I¡¯d be here.¡±


    Madame Brighthall was just about tounch a rejoinder when Brendan suddenly spoke. ¡°Enough! If we


    stall any longer, there isn¡¯t gonna be enough time.¡± ¡°Where are we going?¡± Charlene asked hurriedly.


    Brendan shot her a look. ¡°Deirdre needs a full-body examination and a pregnancy check-up. After all


    the furor this whole thing has caused and how dirty and messy the detainment center was, what


    happens if the kides out unhealthy? What then?¡±


    He stopped, but the implication was easy to see.


    Deirdre froze.


    Madame Brighthall quickly came in to salvage the situation. ¡°Don¡¯t listen to him! We¡¯re just worried


    about you and want to see if you¡¯re okay after all the things you¡¯ve gone through. You can also choose


    not to go! It¡¯s your call.¡± ¡°Fine.¡± Deirdre seemed unperturbed. ¡°It¡¯s almost time for a pregnancy check-up


    anyway.¡±


    Deirdre rose, and Madame Brighthall instantly held her hand and led her outside.


    A thought crossed Charlene¡¯s mind, and she hooked her arm with Brendan¡¯s. ¡°Bring me along, Bren!¡±


    Brendan cast an aside nce. ¡°Why?¡±


    Sheughed. ¡°Because I care for Miss McKinnon too, of course! Besides, if the media caught the two


    of you going to the hospital, it might turn into another scandal again, right? All of that won¡¯t happen if I


    am there to salvage the narrative though¡­¡±


    Brendan actually seemed convinced. He did not reject her tagging along at all.


    The two of them hurried to the car. Madame Brighthall rolled down the window with a scowl on her


    face, but Charlene stepped forward, and preemptively dered, ¡°I need to get a check-up too, Aunt


    Brighthall. See, my leg injury isn¡¯t exactly all healed yet.¡±


    Mentioning her injury only served to deepen Madame Brighthall¡¯s scowl. She sniped a nce at her


    son, saw the indifferent face he made, and mulled over how difficult it was to interject. Ultimately, all


    she could do was turn away with an icy glower and roll the window back up.


    Charlene was incensed by Madame Brighthall¡¯s reaction, so she feigned hurt again. ¡°Is it me, or does


    your mom don¡¯t seem to like me very much? That¡¯s so¡­ upsetting. I¡¯ve always been very nice to her!


    Someone must be driving a wedge between the two of us, and now she misunderstands me.¡±


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    Brendan pulled his arm out of her lock. ¡°If it is just a misunderstanding, just look for a chance to exin


    yourself.¡±


    He opened the car door and sat inside while Charlene made her way to the passenger¡¯s seat.


    The journey was a stuffy, silent one.

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    Chapter 911


    Chapter 911 I¡¯ll Do All I Can So You Can Leave


    Charlene was feeling a little smug, though. She was the one in the passenger seat! That meant


    something about her status in Brendan¡¯s heart.


    Being the city¡¯s elite family, they were allowed to skip the queue and go straight to the check-ups. As


    Deirdrey on the examination bed, Charlene suddenly asked, ¡°Do we know the sex of the baby yet,


    doctor?¡±


    The doctor was personally against answering questions like sex and gender before the baby was born,


    but his client was the Brighthalls. He would not dare to defy them. ¡°It¡¯s a girl. You¡¯ll be seeing a sweet


    little princess soon,¡± she answered as skillfully as she could.


    Charlene stole a look at Brendan¡¯s reaction. His eyebrows were furrowed.


    His eyes were as dark and unlit as the abyss. It was as if the answer displeased him¡­


    She curled the corner of her lips and feigned shock. ¡°A girl? That can¡¯t be right. Are you sure?¡± ¡°As sure


    as ever be.¡±


    Charlene gave an implicative ¡°Oh!¡± while Madame Brighthall seethed. What was the point of a question


    like that?


    ¡°I happen to like a granddaughter rather than a grandson. These old bones can¡¯t deal with little boys


    and their antics,¡± Madame Brighthallforted as she held Deirdre¡¯s hand. ¡®Thank you, Dee. Us


    Brighthalls could not ask for a better new member.¡±


    Deirdre nodded. Brendan suddenly rose. ¡°I¡¯m going out for a smoke.¡±


    Just like that, he left. He did not even stay until the check-up was over.


    Charlene made a production of looking confused. ¡°Huh? What¡¯s wrong with Bren? Is a baby girl not


    good enough for him? I mean, I can kinda see his point. He needs an heir for the family, right? And I


    guess he¡¯s old-schooled enough to want it to be male. But don¡¯t worry, Miss McKinnon. I¡¯m sure he¡¯ll


    listen to reason, especially when I¡¯m on it!¡±


    For a constion, Charlene sure sounded like she was pouring salt all over fresh wounds.


    Incensed, Madame Brighthall waited until Charlene was gone and pped the back of Deirdre¡¯s hand.


    ¡°Dee, listen to me. This kid belongs to you so long as you will it. If you¡¯re thinking of leaving, I promise


    I¡¯ll do all I can to help you.¡±


    She just could not see Deirdre suffer injustice anymore.


    Deirdre froze. She was a little shocked. ¡®You¡¯d¡­ help me?¡±


    Madame Brighthall nodded. ¡°Brendan has lost his marbles. He¡¯s lost all sense of judgment, but most


    importantly, he doesn¡¯t deserve you. I cannot, in my good conscience, watch both you or the child


    suffer under his insanity. So, if you want to run away, I¡¯ll help you!¡± ¡®Thest time you helped me fake


    my death to escape, Brendan held a grudge against you for so long. If you do it again¡­ He¡¯s going to


    hate you forever, Madame Brighthall. Aren¡¯t you worried about that?*


    The older woman shook her head, her expression ashen. ¡°I no longer care, Dee. I¡¯d rather suffer the


    cost of being hated than live in regret for the rest of my life. God knows you deserve better than to be


    locked under Brendan¡¯s tyranny! Besides, I¡¯m sure that after he learns who Charlene really is, he¡¯ll


    come around to understand why I did what I did.¡±


    Deirdre went silent, feeling conflicted. Madame Brighthall would let her only son hate her if it meant


    Deirdre would no longer suffer. She would do all that despite the fact that she could rightfully ignore


    Deirdre¡¯s plight.


    She was so moved that she almost told the older woman the truth.


    But she stopped herself. ¡®Thank you, Madame Brighthall. Truly,¡± she said instead, shing her a bright,


    sincere grin. ¡®The lengths you¡¯ll go to for me¡­ it warms my heart. But don¡¯t worry. Brendan said he¡¯ll let


    me go after the baby¡¯s birth, so I can leave without costing your rtionship with your only son.


    ¡°Is that¡­ so?¡± Madame Brighthall found it hard to believe, but Deirdre¡¯s confidence made her swallow


    her skepticism. ¡°Ah, well. If y Chapter 911 I¡¯ll Do All I Can So You Can Leave


    Charlene was feeling a little smug, though. She was the one in the passenger seat! That meant


    something about her status in Brendan¡¯s heart.


    Being the city¡¯s elite family, they were allowed to skip the queue and go straight to the check-ups. As


    Deirdrey on the examination bed, Charlene suddenly asked, ¡°Do we know the sex of the baby yet,


    doctor?¡±


    The doctor was personally against answering questions like sex and gender before the baby was born,


    but his client was the Brighthalls. He would not dare to defy them. ¡°It¡¯s a girl. You¡¯ll be seeing a sweet


    little princess soon,¡± she answered as skillfully as she could.


    Charlene stole a look at Brendan¡¯s reaction. His eyebrows were furrowed.


    His eyes were as dark and unlit as the abyss. It was as if the answer displeased him¡­


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    She curled the corner of her lips and feigned shock. ¡°A girl? That can¡¯t be right. Are you sure?¡± ¡°As sure


    as ever be.¡±


    Charlene gave an implicative ¡°Oh!¡± while Madame Brighthall seethed. What was the point of a question


    like that?


    ¡°I happen to like a granddaughter rather than a grandson. These old bones can¡¯t deal with little boys


    and their antics,¡± Madame Brighthallforted as she held Deirdre¡¯s hand. ¡®Thank you, Dee. Us


    Brighthalls could not ask for a better new member.¡±


    Deirdre nodded. Brendan suddenly rose. ¡°I¡¯m going out for a smoke.¡±


    Just like that, he left. He did not even stay until the check-up was over.


    Charlene made a production of looking confused. ¡°Huh? What¡¯s wrong with Bren? Is a baby girl not


    good enough for him? I mean, I can kinda see his point. He needs an heir for the family, right? And I


    guess he¡¯s old-schooled enough to want it to be male. But don¡¯t worry, Miss McKinnon. I¡¯m sure he¡¯ll


    listen to reason, especially when I¡¯m on it!¡±


    For a constion, Charlene sure sounded like she was pouring salt all over fresh wounds.


    Incensed, Madame Brighthall waited until Charlene was gone and pped the back of Deirdre¡¯s hand.


    ¡°Dee, listen to me. This kid belongs to you so long as you will it. If you¡¯re thinking of leaving, I promise


    I¡¯ll do all I can to help you.¡±


    She just could not see Deirdre suffer injustice anymore.


    Deirdre froze. She was a little shocked. ¡®You¡¯d¡­ help me?¡±


    Madame Brighthall nodded. ¡°Brendan has lost his marbles. He¡¯s lost all sense of judgment, but most


    importantly, he doesn¡¯t deserve you. I cannot, in my good conscience, watch both you or the child


    suffer under his insanity. So, if you want to run away, I¡¯ll help you!¡± ¡®Thest time you helped me fake


    my death to escape, Brendan held a grudge against you for so long. If you do it again¡­ He¡¯s going to


    hate you forever, Madame Brighthall. Aren¡¯t you worried about that?*


    The older woman shook her head, her expression ashen. ¡°I no longer care, Dee. I¡¯d rather suffer the


    cost of being hated than live in regret for the rest of my life. God knows you deserve better than to be


    locked under Brendan¡¯s tyranny! Besides, I¡¯m sure that after he learns who Charlene really is, he¡¯ll


    come around to understand why I did what I did.¡±


    Deirdre went silent, feeling conflicted. Madame Brighthall would let her only son hate her if it meant


    Deirdre would no longer suffer. She would do all that despite the fact that she could rightfully ignore


    Deirdre¡¯s plight.


    She was so moved that she almost told the older woman the truth.


    But she stopped herself. ¡®Thank you, Madame Brighthall. Truly,¡± she said instead, shing her a bright,


    sincere grin. ¡®The lengths you¡¯ll go to for me¡­ it warms my heart. But don¡¯t worry. Brendan said he¡¯ll let


    me go after the baby¡¯s birth, so I can leave without costing your rtionship with your only son.


    ¡°Is that¡­ so?¡± Madame Brighthall found it hard to believe, but Deirdre¡¯s confidence made her swallow


    her skepticism. ¡°Ah, well. If you¡¯ve decided, thene to my house. I may be the child¡¯s grandmother,


    but I¡¯ll do all I can to help you escape.¡±ou¡¯ve decided, thene to my house. I may be the child¡¯s


    grandmother, but I¡¯ll do all I can to help you escape.¡±

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    Chapter 912


    Chapter 912 Girls Are Useless


    After the examination was over, Deirdre and Madame Brighthall exited the consultation room, only for


    thetter to see Brendan leaning against the wall nearby with Charlene snaking her arm around his.


    In the past, Brendan would have immediately taken his arm right out of hers. The fact that she could


    hold onto him for so long was a statement Madame Brighthall could not ignore-and the cue for her


    expression to immediately darken as she led Deirdre out of the way.


    Brendan and Charlene followed them closely. When Madame Brighthall and Deirdre were about to get


    into the man¡¯s car, Brendan suddenly said,¡± You and Deirdre will be going home in Sam¡¯s car. Where


    I¡¯m heading isn¡¯t in the mansion¡¯s direction.¡±


    Sam appeared and opened the backseat door.


    Madame BrighthalI¡¯s hand froze in mid-action. Her ire finally red. ¡°Dee has just finished her


    examination, Brendan! Where are you going if you¡¯re not going to stay at home with her?¡± ¡°I have work


    to do,¡± he replied tly. ¡°It was just a pregnancy check-up. What¡¯s the big idea?¡±


    Madame Brighthall glowered. ¡°Why you-¡± ¡°Aunt Brighthall, a word, please!¡± Charlene emerged from


    behind Brendan with a grin stered on her face. ¡°See, everyone else not getting Bren¡¯s situation?


    Understandable. But you¡¯re his mother. You should know just how busy he is! He¡¯s sacrificed enough of


    his time just to apany Miss McKinnon for her check-up. It¡¯s more than enough proof that he cares.


    And since there was clearly nothing biggie, he¡¯s more than allowed to go. Don¡¯t you think so, Miss


    McKinnon?¡±


    The ball was deliberately passed back to her court again. Deirdre did not even blink. ¡°Don¡¯t care.¡±


    She disappeared into the car, sulking.


    Madame Brighthall quickly followed. Then, Sam drove the car away.


    Charlene wrapped her hands around Brendan¡¯s arms, her eyes gleaming with glee. ¡°Bren, are you


    upset because it¡¯s going to be a baby girl?¡±


    Brendan pulled his arm away from her and lit a cigarette. Before she got into his car, Charlene heard


    him muttering under his breath, ¡°Tsk. Girls are useless.¡±


    He made no attempt to hide his disdain at all. Charlene suddenly realized why Brendan had been


    giving Deirdre so much preferential treatment-it was because he thought she was bearing him an heir.


    He wanted a future patriarch.


    Her lips twisted into a smile as she yanked open the car door and got into the passenger¡¯s seat.


    Brendan¡¯s mood seemed to have taken a big hit. He drove them to a bar and started drinking while


    Charlene kept himpany.


    Madame Brighthall called in at one time. Brendan answered it, and she sounded frantic. ¡°Where on


    Earth are you? It¡¯ste, and you¡¯re not even home yet! Dee isn¡¯t feeling well right now, you hear me?


    She hasn¡¯t had any appetite at all, so do something about that, for crying out loud. Show some


    concern, at least!¡±


    Brendan held the ss in the air, his ck eyes reflecting the dazzles of lights overhead. The rest of


    his face, though, was stoic. ¡°What, you think she¡¯s going to suddenly eat something because I ¡®showed


    some concern¡¯? Please.¡±


    Madame Brighthall did not expect her son to defy her like that. ¡°How could you even say such a thing!?


    She¡¯s¡­ She¡¯s going through all of this because she¡¯s pregnant with your child, Brendan! If you have


    anything other than a heart of stone, you¡¯lle back here and care for her! Besides, isn¡¯t it obvious


    why she¡¯s not eating? It¡¯s because you abandoned her midway through the check-up!¡±


    Frustration began to weigh on Brendan¡¯s eyebrows, causing them to crease. ¡°It¡¯s just a baby girl. You¡¯re


    twisting yourself into a knot over a baby girl.¡± 1


    He hung up immediately and chucked his phone to the coffee table, fed up.


    He binged. Instead of trying to stop him, Charlene encouraged him by ordering another bottle.


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    His head was spinning after he finished thest drop, so he closed his eyes and fell into a slumber.


    Charlene sidled up close and leaned toward him. ¡°Bren? Yoo-hoo? Are you there?¡±


    He did not stir, though his frown remained. For some reason, it only made him appear even more


    handsome. Charlene¡¯s heart raced as she asked once more, ¡°Should we go home, Bren?¡±


    No answer. Suddenly, his phone rang on the coffee table.

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    Chapter 913


    Chapter 913 It Happened


    Charlene wanted to ignore it, but a nce at the screen made her change her mind.


    Deirdre¡¯s voice came as soon as she answered it, murmuring, ¡°When are youing home, Brendan?


    I¡­ I¡¯m having some difficulty breathing.


    Please take me to a hospital.¡±


    Breathing difficulty?


    Charlene snickered to herself. God, what a pathetic excuse this b*tch had cooked up. Deirdre acted as


    though she did not care, yet quietly proved that she was hoping she could win Brendan¡¯s heart through


    her kid anyway. What a wh*re.


    ¡°It hurts to burst your bubble. Miss McKinnon, but it¡¯s me. Bren¡¯s not in a state to answer your call, I¡¯m


    afraid.¡±


    There was silence from the other side. Then, Deirdre spoke coldly. ¡°Why isn¡¯t he answering me?


    What¡¯s he doing next to you?¡± ¡°Well¡­¡± Charlene gave a chuckle worth more than a thousand words.


    ¡°Do you really want me to spell it out, Miss McKinnon?¡± ¡°Where is Brendan!?¡± Deirdre¡¯s voice was


    shaking. ¡°I want him to talk to me! Now!¡±


    Charlene hung up the call and felt exhrated. After all those times of being second ce to Deirdre,


    she finally had her chance. She ogled at Brendan, who was still unconscious beside her, with a look of


    scheming glee.


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    She offered a sum of cash to a staff member at the bar. ¡°Help me move Mr. Brighthall upstairs, please.¡±


    The bar conveniently offered lodging upstairs. As soon as the staff ced him there, Charlene began


    removing her clothes excitedly. When she was bare naked, she moved on to remove Brendan¡¯s.


    He frowned and groggily woke up a little.


    Charlene¡¯s heart stopped.


    ¡°The light¡¯s stinging me!¡± he grumbled. ¡®Turn it off.¡± ¡°Of course! Right away!¡± She chirped, getting back


    to her feet and turning to the light switch by the door.


    The dark enveloped them like a shroud. She excitedly strutted back to the bed and touched the man on


    the bed. There was a strange scent in the air tonight-a fragrance that somehow lit a fire all over her


    body.


    She kissed him. Or rather, she drank him like a hungry beast.


    And then everything was a blur.


    Charlene woke the next morning with a headache. When she remembered what happenedst night,


    though, she could not stop herself from smiling. She turned to her side and drank the view of the man


    illuminated by sunlight. His features were golden.


    Even as he slept, he looked distant and aloof-a distance between him and the rest of the mortals. It did


    nothing to stop Charlene, though. She was in love with that face of his.


    She leaned her head on his shoulder, and the man woke. He lifted his head with his hand, his fingers


    covering his forehead.


    ¡°Hangover, Bren?¡± Charlene immediately pressed herself close to his side.


    It was only then that he noticed her¡­ and her disarrayed shirt. He froze.


    Charlene was candid. ¡°You were drunk, Bren, so yes. It happened. If it bothers you, I have no problem


    pretending it never happened.¡±


    He leaped out of his bed and picked up his clothes. ¡°Why would it bother me? We¡¯re adults. These


    things are bound to happen.¡± ¡°But Miss McKinnon?¡± ¡°I don¡¯t want to hear her name!¡± he snapped and


    entered the bathroom.


    Charlene¡¯s smile deepened as she caressed her belly. ¡®Don¡¯t fail me now.¡¯


    Brendan¡¯s phone rang. Charlene nced at the number and answered it.


    It was Mrs. Engel. ¡°Mr. Brighthall, when are youing back? Mrs. Brighthall hasn¡¯t been feeling well


    sincest night. She¡¯s now in the hospital in the city center, and if you¡¯re nearby, please pay her a visit,


    okay? It will¡­ Well, do wonders to her mood.¡±

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    Chapter 914 Will You Marry Me?


    She meant Neve Hospital? Charlene pried the curtains open, revealing the building right opposite the


    bar they had been staying in. What a coincidence!


    How could she possibly let up the chance to screw Deirdre even harder?


    She hung up the call and decided to text: [I¡¯m on the first floor of Nyx¡¯s Pub. Had too muchst night.


    I¡¯m having a stomach upset. If there¡¯s any relief medicine, please bring some for me. I think it¡¯s time we


    talk.]


    After ensuring the address was right, Charlene sent their location to Mrs. Engel¡¯s number and deleted


    all of Brendan¡¯s conversation history and text messages.


    Then, she dropped his phone back where it was.


    She looked out of the window and watched Mrs. Engel and Deirdreing out of the hospital.


    Meanwhile, the door to the bathroom was unlocked. Brendan emerged from it, his ck hair matted.


    He was wearing his shirt from yesterday and trying to smooth the umted wrinkles. He took his


    phone and was ready to leave.


    ¡°Bren?¡± Charlene watched him move and got out of bed, biting her lips.¡± You¡¯re leaving?¡± ¡°Of course.¡±


    He shot an unfathomable nce at her. ¡°I have a meeting to attendter this morning. What is it?¡±


    Charlene cast her eyes down sadly. ¡°I¡­ I gave a long, hard thought about what happenedst night,


    and I was thinking¡­ It can¡¯t be good if I get pregnant and Miss McKinnon learns about it, right?


    Besides, you wouldn¡¯t want me pregnant, either. So, maybe you should tell Sam to buy me some


    morning-after pills, and I¡¯ll consume them right here, right now.¡±


    Mentioning her possible pregnancy caused Brendan to sink into temporary silence. When he finally


    answered, his tone was distinctively stoic. ¡°We¡¯re going to get married in the end, so what¡¯s the


    problem? Your pregnancy has nothing to do with her. She can¡¯t interfere with my life.¡± 1


    The man¡¯s apathy pleased her. The timing was almost nigh. Stepping forward, she asked coyly, ¡°If I did


    get pregnant¡­ would you marry me?¡± ¡°Didn¡¯t I already agree to that?¡± Brendan replied. He yanked the


    door open-


    And saw Mrs. Engel and Deirdre standing right there. Mrs. Engel¡¯s face was white as a sheet, hinting


    that she had heard the entirety of their conversation. Deirdre cast her gaze to the floor, but the way she


    clenched her fingers was enough sign that she was trying to control her emotions from breaking out.


    Brendan froze and frowned. ¡°Why are you two here?¡±


    Mrs. Engel could not even find her voice for a good long beat. ¡°M-Mr.


    Brighthall, wasn¡¯t it you-¡± ¡°Mrs. Engel! Miss McKinnon! Why are the two of you here?¡± Charlene feigned


    shock and interjected. ¡°Oh, please don¡¯t misunderstand this. Brendan had a little too muchst night,


    so I stuck around to care for him ¡°Shut the h*ll up!¡± thundered Deirdre, raising her head to reveal a pair


    of reddened eyes. Her lips were trembling. She had to breathe hard a couple of times to finally calm


    herself down enough to re at Brendan. ¡°I called youst night. I told you I wasn¡¯t feeling good. I


    asked you to please get me to the hospital. Why didn¡¯t you!?¡± ¡°Last¡­ night?¡± Brendan, stunned, turned


    to Charlene.


    The young woman looked a little anxious, but Brendan replied quickly enough, ¡°I drank too muchst


    night, that¡¯s why. Besides, you look fine right now.¡± ¡°Mr. Brighthall!¡± Mrs. Engel could not believe her


    ears. Her heart was aching. ¡°Mrs. Brighthall hadn¡¯t been feeling well for an entire day yesterday. She


    couldn¡¯t even sleep well! We went to the hospital early this morning because of it, and this¡­ This is


    what you¡¯ve decided to say to her!?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s face was ashen, but it was precisely that sort of expression that galvanized Charlene into


    adding more fuel to the fire. ¡°Come on, Mrs.


    Engel! That¡¯s too harsh on Brendan, don¡¯t you think? He did drink too muchst night, okay? I was here


    taking care of him because he was that drunk! Don¡¯t you think it¡¯s a little selfish to demand he cares for


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    Chapter 915 I Won¡¯t Be So Sure About Calling Me the ¡°Other Woman¡± If I Were You


    ¡°How¡¯s drinking too much supposedlyparable to a pregnant woman¡¯s health issue!?¡± Mrs. Engel


    fumed. ¡°And this is a matter between Mr. Brighthall and Mrs. Brighthall! It¡¯s none of your business¡¯¡±


    ¡°Mrs. Engel, you forgot yourself,¡± Brendan suddenly said, his voice dangerously low. ¡°Don¡¯t make me


    hear this again.¡±


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    Mrs. Engel froze. She was stunned.


    Deirdre clenched her fingers so hard her nails turned white. She raised her head. ¡°What do you think


    we forgot about, huh? The ¡®fact¡¯ that we¡¯re supposed to be nothing more than a mute or a lowly servant


    in your eyes?¡±


    Brendan¡¯s eyebrows furrowed. Charlene snickered. ¡¯Deirdre, you insolent, stupid b*tch. She thinks


    Brendan will let her go after talking back at him like that?¡¯


    Charlene predicted Brendan¡¯s reaction to a tee. A sheen of frost overcame Brendan¡¯s face as he coldly


    said, ¡°I want you to be obedient and deliver my child without ident.¡± ¡°Ah, so you want me to be a


    mute and a servant altogether. You really think you can do anything you like because you¡¯re powerful,


    right? What goes aroundes around, Brendan! Or do you believe you¡¯re above that, too?¡±


    ¡°McKinnon!¡± snarled Brendan. ¡°If you think everyone¡¯s going to suffer your petnce because you¡¯re


    pregnant, you¡¯re mistaken.¡±


    As Sam emerged from the elevator, Brendan took a deep breath and forced his voice to calm back


    down to apathy. ¡°Sam, bring Miss McKinnon back to the mansion. From now on, she¡¯s not to leave the


    house unless I explicitly say so, until my child is born!¡±


    With that, he left with a scowl frozen on his face.


    Deirdre stood rooted to the floor. What Brendan hadmanded was nothing short of a quarantine!


    ¡°Miss McKinnon, I don¡¯t know about you, but you should learn to read other people¡¯s faces better,¡±


    remarked Charlene.


    She had not followed Brendan when he left. Instead, she stood by the door, grinning. ¡°What you had


    was nothing special. You simply f*cked him at the right f*cking time to be impregnated with his child,


    and that caused him to temporarily care for you¡­ because he cared for his kin. But if you keep


    exhausting his patience at a speed like that, honey, he¡¯s not gonna wanna see you ever again. H*ll,


    he¡¯s not even gonna wanna see the kid when she is born!¡±


    Mrs. Engel nched. ¡°My God, did you forget you were the man-stealing, mistress-ying witch when


    you said all that?¡±


    Charlene was not offended at all. In fact, she smiled. ¡°Here¡¯s something to blow your mind, then. The


    biggest loser in love isn¡¯t the ¡®man-stealing, mistress-ying witch¡¯ as you called it. It¡¯s the idiot who


    knew he had the other woman and yet was too helpless to stop him from slipping past her fingers until


    he never came back. Wouldn¡¯t you agree, Miss McKinnon?¡±


    Deirdre left her hanging, but all manner of life and brio seemed to have been drained of her visage.


    Charlene shed the hickeys on her neck proudly. ¡°Oh¡­ right. No point showing you what he left on


    me since you¡¯re blind,¡± she intoned. ¡°But, since I¡¯m feeling generous about information, I¡¯ll let you in on


    some news. Bren¡¯s gonna marry me when his scandals are blown over. This is why I wouldn¡¯t be so


    sure about calling me the other woman if I were you!¡±


    Finally, she strutted away, hips swinging.


    Mrs. Engel was so livid her eyes were red with tears. Her regret bit her just as hard as her rage, too.


    ¡°I¡¯m so, so sorry, Mrs. Brighthall¡¯ I didn¡¯t know that ¡­ sk*nk wrote that text to fool me into bringing you


    here! I¡­ I shouldn¡¯t have dragged you here¡­¡±


    She had wanted it to be a chance for Deirdre and Brendan to nurse their rtionship back to health.


    She did not think it would escte their conflict!


    Contrary to Mrs. Engel¡¯s anxious frustration, Deirdre seemed to rx after Charlene left. ¡°It¡¯s okay.


    Charlene schemed all of this. She would do whatever it took to make me know all about her victory


    even if you didn¡¯t believe her text, so it¡¯s not your fault. Come on. We should go home.¡±


    Deirdre locked herself in her room after they returned. Still contrite for unwittingly ying a role in


    furthering their schism, Mrs. Engel made the best food she could think of for her.


    Surprisingly enough, Deirdre showed an amazing improvement in appetite. She ate them all.


    Charlene returned from outside just in time to see Deirdre enjoying her meal. She could not resist


    mocking her. ¡°Is this like, a superpower all expecting mothers possess, where they still have the


    appetite of a glutton even after experiencing excruciating sadness? Or is this an ability you sort of pick


    up after being the main character of too many tragedies?¡±

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    Chapter 916 Take a Shower. You Stink.


    Deirdre did not even blink. ¡°Uh, thanks for pointing out the obvious, I guess? I mean, what am I


    supposed to do? Mope and not eat because a b* tch f*cked a jack*ssst night?¡±


    Charlene sneered. ¡°You¡¯re awfully calm despite the fact that I f*cked your man, Miss McKinnon. I guess


    all of your love martyr behaviors in the past were all for show, after all. Welp, that¡¯s actually good news


    for you. Since you¡¯re so good at sharing, I guess I¡¯ll allow Bren to continue his sexual rtionship with


    you after we¡¯re married, if only so he has a guaranteed outlet and mate to y with when I¡¯m busy.¡±


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    Mrs. Engel was hardly the only one who reacted. Deirdre grimaced in disgust, too. ¡°Uh, no thanks.


    Unlike our Miss McKinney here, I¡¯m not in the habit of putting a piece of chewed gum from the floor into


    my mouth.¡±


    Charlene immediately turned her sight outside. ¡°Did you hearthat, Bren? I was trying to be


    amodating to her, but she called you¡­¡±


    Brendan stepped into the room, and an overcast shadowed his visage. His ck eyes were trained


    onto Deirdre on the couch like a hawk.


    Mrs. Engel quickly stepped in to defend her. ¡°Mr. Brighthall, Mrs. Brighthall was the one who started it-¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t, Mrs. Engel.¡± Deirdre wiped her lips clean of food crumbs. ¡°I don¡¯t think I got it wrong at all.¡±


    Brendan narrowed his eyes as fury pooled around him. Then, suddenly, heughed. ¡°No. You¡¯re not


    wrong at all. I hope you mean what you said and nevere to me for help in the future. Wouldn¡¯t


    want a piece of chewed gum to sully you, would you?¡± ¡°No, I wouldn¡¯t. I would never even consider it, in


    fact.¡±


    She rose and left.


    ¡°Mrs. Brighthall, wait!¡±


    Mrs. Engel was about to follow her when Brendan stopped the older woman in her tracks. ¡°That¡¯s


    enough for you, Mrs. Engel. I need to give you a word on your attitude,¡± he grumbled. ¡°I¡¯m going to


    marry Charlene very soon, so I hope you learn your ce as soon as possible.¡±


    Mrs. Engel hung her head, but the rest of her stood tall. ¡°Mr. Brighthall, I understand your concern, but


    you hired me to serve Miss McKinnon specifically. Once the baby¡¯s born, there will no longer be a need


    for me to stay in this household, is there? I¡¯ll resign then, I promise.¡±


    Brendan deadpanned. ¡°A servant and her mistress, looking after each other. How touching.¡±


    Charlene shed a smile brimming with faux gregariousness. She could not give a damn about what an


    old hag thought. ¡°It¡¯s okay, Bren. It doesn¡¯t matter what she thinks. I¡¯m going to be your wife anyway.


    I¡¯m okay with Mrs. Engel doing whatever she feels like doing, especially since I don¡¯t want Miss


    McKinnon to be upset about me bullying her pet. She might just throw another round of insults at me


    over that!¡± ¡°Let¡¯s see if she dares.¡±


    Brendan¡¯s mood, visibly soured, directed him to go straight to his study. When it was time for dinner,


    Charlene and Brendan were the only two people who sat around the dining table. Deirdre was notably


    absent.


    When dinner was over, Charlene bit her lips and gave a hint. ¡°How about spending a night in my room


    tonight, Bren?¡±


    There was no guarantee that she could get pregnant just from one night. She needed more- the more


    windows of opportunities, the higher the chances. The moment she bore him a son was the moment


    comfort and luxury would forever be in her grasp.


    ¡°No. Maybe next time. I¡¯m tired.¡±


    Brendan seemed to have considered her proposal, at least. What made him reject her advance was


    that one nce at the room next to his own. It reminded Charlene-it did not matter if the baby was


    going to be a girl or a boy. Brendan simply could not make himself do it when Deirdre was within


    earshot. 1


    But how was Charlene supposed to get pregnant like this? i


    She decided against forcing Brendan and returned to her room glumly.


    Deirdre overheard themotion outside and turned on her side, ready to sleep. A whileter, she


    heard sounds from the balcony.


    A minuteter, she felt her upper half being enveloped by the man¡¯s strong, all-epassing


    embrace.


    Her sensitive nose could pick up the stinging perfume lingering on Brendan¡¯s body. Disgusted, she


    frowned and shoved him away. ¡°Take a shower. You stink.¡±


    Brendan sniffed himself and realized what she meant. Without question, he marched into her bathroom


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    Chapter 917 Do I Have to Lie to You?


    Feeling refreshed after using the women¡¯s bath gel, Brendan held and embraced Deirdre in his arms.


    Seekingpliments, he asked, ¡°Am I still smelly this time?¡± ¡°Yes,¡± said Deirdre bluntly and stubbornly.


    ¡°Please don¡¯te into my room at this time. I don¡¯t want to handle the trouble when Charlenees


    looking for you.¡±


    Upon sensing something, Brendan lifted Deirdre¡¯s chin with his fingertips, stared at her facial


    expression, and pondered. ¡°Are you angry?¡± ¡°It¡¯s just an act. Why should I be angry?¡± replied Deirdre


    rather embarrassedly.


    ¡°In that case, why am I feeling that you are as jealous as a cat?¡± Brendan chuckled.


    ¡°You have been overthinking. I just find it bothersome-¡± murmured Deirdre.


    But before she could finish her words, Brendan¡¯s lips met hers. Their breaths were mixed up and


    messy. When they were done, Brendan said,¡± Deirdre, if only you could somewhat harden your heart.¡±


    ¡°What do you mean?¡± asked Deirdre, looking pale.


    ¡°Nothing has happened between Charlene and me,¡± Brendan said instead of replying to Deirdre¡¯s


    question.


    A hint of confusion shed across Deirdre¡¯s eyes. She had been under the impression she was hiding


    her true feelings well, yet Brendan still noticed it.


    In fact, she didn¡¯t care about who Brendan slept with, but she cared whether Brendan had done it with


    Charlene.


    She thought Brendan couldn¡¯t easily fool Charlene because of thetter¡¯s shrewdness.


    Nevertheless, even if she knew what Brendan was doing was to fool Charlene, she still felt nauseous.


    ¡°Brendan, don¡¯t you lie to me. Charlene isn¡¯t a fool. I can tell whether you two did it by just listening to


    her and whether she feels guilty. Since the two of you are together, is there a need to lie? Or are you


    treating me as a fool?¡±


    Deirdre hated being deceived and was getting angry. She pushed herself away from Brendan¡¯s


    embrace and stood up.


    Brendan rose to his feet as well. His eyes were smiling as he exined,¡± Do you think I need to lie to


    you? Charlene truly thinks we did it, but that¡¯s only because she thought the person was me.¡±


    Deirdre was startled and contemted Brendan¡¯s rification.


    ¡°How could she not recognize the man she was with when she wasn¡¯t drunk?¡± ¡°Because something


    was burned in the room. Smelling it for a long time would make one thirsty and confused. After I had


    her turn off the lights, the person hidden under the bed switched ces with me. Because of that, she


    couldn¡¯t find any evidence.¡± i


    Deirdre was stunned. It turned out Brendan had prepared everything beforehand. What about her just


    now¡­


    Lowering his head, Brendan looked at Deidre. ¡°Are you still jealous after learning that we didn¡¯t do it?¡±


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    Deirdre was unable to retort but didn¡¯t say that she was not jealous in the end. Just then, a ratatat


    sound of the door followed by the gentle voice of Mrs. Engel. ¡°Mrs. Brighthall, are you asleep?¡±


    The two were stunned. When they regained theirposure, Brendan hid in the wardrobe, making it


    look like¡­


    Deirdre blushed. She pretended to be calm and went to open the door with a wooden face.


    When Mrs. Engel saw that Deirdre¡¯s eyes weren¡¯t reddened, she heaved a sigh of relief. ¡°Mrs.


    Brighthall, it¡¯s fortunate that you haven¡¯t slept yet. Otherwise, the food I cooked would go to waste.¡±


    ¡°Stuffed vegetables?¡± ¡°You haven¡¯t got your dinner, have you? I made some stuffing and cooked stuffed


    vegetables for you. I purposely made them taste lighter. As such, they¡¯re suitable and healthy for


    pregnantdies. You should try them.¡±

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    Chapter 918 Discovered


    Deirdre was stunned for a while, feeling touched.


    Other than Madame Brighthall, Mrs. Engel was the only one who treated her well.


    Deirdre let Mrs. Engel in before she sat on the chair. As Deirdre smelled the aroma of the stuffed


    vegetables, she began to feel hungry and started nibbling.


    Mrs. Engel couldn¡¯t stay idle and began cleaning. Suddenly, she saw a man¡¯s shirt, which had just been


    taken off in the bathroom.


    Startled, she picked it up and saw that it was the one Brendan had been wearing earlier.


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    While eating, Deirdre didn¡¯t hear any sound from Mrs. Engel¡¯s movements.


    Hence, she lifted her head and asked, ¡°Mrs. Engel, what¡¯s wrong?¡±


    Mrs. Engel came to her senses and tossed the shirt aside.


    ¡°Nothing. I¡¯m just tired from cleaning and need to rest against the wardrobe for a while.¡± Mrs. Engel


    changed the subject and asked, ¡°Mrs. Brighthall, how¡¯s the taste of the stuffed vegetables this time?¡±


    ¡°They are very delicious, just like the taste of my hometown,¡± replied Deirdre, finishing her meal.


    Mrs. Engel was pleased and said, ¡®You finished the whole bowl! I¡¯ll make it for you again next time.¡±


    Deirdre nodded and smiled in reply, while Mrs. Engel couldn¡¯t help but take a nce at the wardrobe


    before she picked up the empty bowl and said,¡± Mrs. Brighthall, since you have finished the stuffed


    vegetables, I¡¯ll excuse myself to continue with my work downstairs.¡± ¡°Sure.¡±


    When Mrs. Engel left, Brendan eagerly emerged from the wardrobe, held, and kissed Deirdre¡¯s hand.


    Deirdre was shocked and shoved him. ¡°Are you crazy? What will we do if


    Mrs. Engel hasn¡¯t left and heard us?¡±


    Recalling Mrs. Engel¡¯s nce, Brendan nced at his shirt on the floor and assured Deirdre while


    rubbing her thumb. ¡°Don¡¯t worry. She has noticed us.¡±


    Deirdre was stunned.


    Because Mrs. Engel had noticed them, Brendan became bolder, often going to the kitchen and


    embracing Deirdre¡¯s waist intimately when Deirdre was cooking.


    Mrs. Engel had to remind them to behave by greeting Charlene loudly. ¡°Oh, Miss McKinney, you are


    here!¡±


    Only then would Brendan release Deidre and go out of the kitchen alone.


    Charlene didn¡¯t focus on Deirdre at all because she was entirely focused on getting pregnant. She


    waited eagerly for two weeks at the hospital to check for pregnancy.


    However, despite her efforts, the result was unsessful.


    Charlene was extremely disappointed and frustrated. Even though Brendan was no longer into Deirdre,


    thetter was bearing his child. Hence, she was afraid that Brendan might fall in love with Deirdre again


    if Deirdre were to allure him.


    After all, Deirdre was getting more and more beautiful. This threatened Charlene, who had decided to


    take action.


    She went to a private clinic, paid the doctor secretly to take an ovtion injection to stimte ovtion,


    and purchased some special drugs. She was determined to conceive a male child this time.


    After the injection, Charlene stood by the roadside, wanting to call


    Brendan. However, before she could call him, a car stopped in front of her.


    The moment Charlene saw the car, her face turned pale immediately.


    She boarded the car and was taken to a room. Panicking, she reported,¡± Sir, I¡¯ve almost ruined the


    rtionship between Brendan and Deirdre. Deirdre is bearing a girl instead of a boy, so Brendan was


    very unhappy and slept with me. I¡¯m working hard to achieve our mutual goal. Provided I can bear a


    boy, Brendan will not only marry me, but he will also give me all his possessions!¡±


    Raising his brows, the man asked, ¡°So, this is the reason you took an ovtion injection?¡± ¡®Yes!¡±


    Charlene nodded immediately. ¡°The possibility of pregnancy is too low with just one time of sex. So, I


    n to do it again. If I can bear a male child this time, Brendan will ept mepletely!¡±

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    Chapter 919


    Chapter 919 Drug Administration


    The man didn¡¯t say anything while his subordinate rummaged through Charlene¡¯s bag and took out a


    pack of medicine with rudeness.


    The man took it, checked it, and suddenly threw it on Charlene¡¯s face.


    ¡°So, this is what you meant when you said you¡¯ve almost ruined their rtionship! Then, why did you


    buy medicine? Don¡¯t tell me you must take the drug yourself just to get close to Brendan!¡±


    Charlene¡¯s face turned pale, and she exined, ¡°No¡­ It¡¯s not like you¡¯ve said. It¡¯s because Bren, I, and


    Deirdre are living together. Bren is unwilling to do it when Deirdre is around, so I-¡± ¡°Can you guarantee


    that Brendan will take the drug and touch you?¡± ¡°Yes, I can guarantee it!¡± Charlene immediately


    nodded.


    Because Deirdre was pregnant, Brendan had no other choice but her.


    ¡°Okay.¡± The man sneered. ¡°I¡¯ll give you another chance. If you can¡¯t get pregnant, I¡¯ll figure out another


    way for you.¡±


    The man sounded calm when he said he would figure out another way for Charlene, but Charlene felt a


    chill. She knew the other way he would figure out would be difficult.


    After leaving the room, Charlene felt uneasy.


    Therefore, she was even more determined to capture Brendan¡¯s heart. As long as Brendan would


    protect her, she could rest assured and never have to endure such suffering again.


    Back at the mansion, Charlene saw Deirdre and Mrs. Engel sitting together on the sofa while Brendan


    was in the study alone.


    Charlene pondered how she could make Brendan drink the drug without him noticing it. The only way


    she could think of was to pour it into Brendan¡¯s coffee.


    Thinking of this, Charlene went into the kitchen and brewed a cup of coffee. Following that, she went to


    knock on the door of the study.


    ¡°Bren.¡± ¡°Come in.¡±


    Charlene pushed the door open and entered with a gentle smile. ¡°You must be tired working alone in


    the study, so I made you a cup of coffee.¡± ¡°Thank you,¡± said Brendan, not even lifting his head.


    ¡°My pleasure.¡±


    Charlene put the cup of coffee on the desk and didn¡¯t leave immediately. Instead, she went to


    Brendan¡¯s side and massaged his shoulders, reminding him, ¡°Bren, your coffee will get cold if you don¡¯t


    drink it as soon as possible.¡±


    Brendan picked up the coffee cup. Charlene looked at Brendan drinking the coffee before she left with


    a smile. She then returned to her room, changed into a sexy outfit, and entered Brendan¡¯s room.


    Unfortunately, Mrs. Engel witnessed the scene.


    Mrs. Engel reminded Deirdre, ¡°Mrs. BrightaII, did Miss McKinney go to the wrong room?¡±


    Deirdre was focusing on the news broadcast and didn¡¯t get Mrs. Engel. Thus, she asked, ¡°What¡¯s


    wrong?¡± ¡°I just saw Miss McKinney entering Mr. Brightall¡¯s room while wearing a camisole dress, but


    Mr. Brighthall is still in study¡­¡± ¡®Charlene wore a camisole dress and went into Brendan¡¯s room?¡¯


    Deirdre was stunned, wondering whether Charlene was trying to seduce Brendan deliberately.


    However, wasn¡¯t Charlene afraid that Brendan would get angry? After all, Brendan disliked others


    intruding into his private room the most.


    Deirdre felt that something was off. This didn¡¯t seem like something Charlene would do without thinking


    unless she was sure Brendan wouldn¡¯t get angry.


    Thinking of this, Deirdre got up from the sofa and walked toward the study on the second floor.


    The study door was not closed. As soon as she entered, she was pressed against the wall and was


    kissed passionately.


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    Brendan¡¯s breath was ragged as if he was looking for an outlet.


    Deirdre was momentarily shocked before she returned to her senses and pushed Brendan away.


    ¡°Brendan Brighthall! What are you doing!?¡±


    Eyes reddened, Brendan felt as if his whole body had been ignited, almost losing his sanity. It wasn¡¯t


    until he saw Deirdre clearly that he came to his senses and realized what he was about to do. 1 Deirdre


    was pregnant. Had he gone nuts to do it!?

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    Chapter 920


    Chapter 920 Deirdre as the Unwitting Beneficiary


    Even though Brendan was panting heavily, he couldn¡¯t suppress his sexual desire at all.


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    Deirdre noticed something was off and asked, ¡°Brendan, what¡¯s wrong?¡±


    Brendan recalled that cup of coffee and furiously clenched his fists so tightly that his veins popped.


    ¡°Charlene has drugged me.¡± ¡°What?¡± Deirdre was taken aback, unable to believe that Charlene was


    bold enough to drug Brendan without fear of consequences.


    ¡°What should we do? Should I call an ambnce and take you to the hospital?¡± ¡°No, if I go to the


    hospital, Charlene will suspect something,¡± refused Brendan while trying to maintain hisst bit of


    sanity.


    ¡°What should we do then?¡± Deirdre was panicking. ¡°The drug is so potent. If you don¡¯t go to the


    hospital, it may harm your health! Are you saying¡­¡±


    Deirdre choked up. She couldn¡¯t help but shiver uncontrobly when she thought of the solution.


    This was not the first time such a thing had happened. She could omit her own thoughts, but because


    she was pregnant, she couldn¡¯t put her child¡¯s life at stake.


    But seeing Brendan in so much pain, she had no other choice.


    Deirdre said hesitatingly, ¡°What about-¡± ¡°No way!¡±


    Brendan immediately rejected the idea.


    Brendan was frowning heavily, feeling like a wild beast was rampaging inside him. It was not a physical


    pain, so it made it even more unbearable.


    ¡°I can¡¯t control myself, but I absolutely can¡¯t do it!¡± Brendan pushed away Deirdre, who was too close to


    him. He knew he certainly would regret it for a lifetime if he hurt the child or Deirdre.


    ¡°So, am I supposed to just watch you suffer like this? There¡¯s no point in enduring this drug. Since it¡¯s


    so potent, it will definitely harm your body.¡± For a brief moment, Deirdre was startled out of her


    thoughts, then gritted her teeth and said, ¡°If you can¡¯t endure it, you should go back to your room.


    Charlene is waiting for you there.¡±


    Brendan was momentarily stunned upon hearing that. He then red at Deirdre with bloodshot eyes


    and mocked, ¡°Are you trying to push me to Charlene?¡± ¡°I don¡¯t mean to push you to¡­ It¡¯s not a loss for


    you anyway,¡± said Deirdre, trying to avoid Brendan¡¯s re.


    ¡°Do you know what Charlene wants? She wants to have my child and rely on me for the rest of her life.


    Do you think that¡¯s okay?¡± Brendan said with disappointment growing in his heart.


    Deirdre was at a loss for words. While struggling to support himself on the desk, Brendan coldly said,


    ¡°Don¡¯t say such things ever again, Deirdre. You never know how hurtful they can be¡± ¡°I¡¯m sorry.¡±


    Deirdre clenched her fists and felt embarrassed. She then asked, ¡®What should we do now?¡±


    Brendan took a deep breath and tried to take out his phone to call the family doctor toe over as


    soon as possible. He then opened the window and tried to clear his mind with the cold wind while


    alleviating his body¡¯s pain.


    Meanwhile, Charlene had been lying on Brendan¡¯s bed for a long time. She had been imagining


    Brendan rushing into the room to wash with cold water and how excited he would be when he saw her.


    But as time passed, she couldn¡¯t hear any movement outside the room.


    Unconsciously, Charlene got up.


    What was going on? Didn¡¯t the person selling the drug say that it was very effective and would take


    effect in a few minutes? Why had it been more than ten minutes, and Brendan still hadn¡¯te?


    Or was he unable to leave the study because he was in pain?


    Upon thinking of that, Charlene quickly went out. Unfortunately, Mrs. Engel stopped her before she


    could reach the study. ¡°Miss McKinney, it is inconvenient for you to go into the study now.¡±


    Charlene had already gotten near the study, so she heard Deirdre¡¯s voice, and her face suddenly


    changed when she thought that Deirdre had be the unwitting beneficiary due to her action.


    She was immediately furious and rushed forward. ¡°Get out of my way! Who do you think you are to


    stop me!?¡±

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    Chapter 921 She Would Do Anything


    Charlene shoved Mrs. Engel with all her might, only for Mrs. Engel to block her arm steadily.


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    Even though Mrs. Engel was a middle-aged woman, she spent her days performing heavybor, so her


    body was strong. Charlene was a woman who refused to perform any chores, so she was no match for


    Mrs. Engel.


    Charlene¡¯s expression turned unpleasant at once. She was ring at Mrs. Engel with a malicious gaze


    Mrs. Engel was expressionless and repeated herself, ¡°Miss McKinney, you can¡¯t enter the study room


    in view of the situation. It would be best for you to return to your room and rest.¡±


    Charlene gnashed her teeth and said threateningly, ¡°Mrs. Engel, you should be well aware of


    Brendan¡¯s attitude toward me. When he marries me, I will be the family¡¯s matriarch. Do you think


    Brendan will mind if I do something to you by then?¡±


    Mrs. Engel smiled and said, ¡°I don¡¯t know if Mr. Brighthall will mind it, but I¡¯m aware that I¡¯ll be safe for


    one more day as long as Miss McKinnon is here. I will leave when Miss McKinnon leaves, and no one


    will have any control over me.¡±


    Mrs. Engel was impervious, and that infuriated Charlene so much that she clenched her fists until her


    nails dug into her flesh. She knew she would not be entering the room, so she maliciously said, ¡°Do


    you know what is going on with Brendan since you won¡¯t let me in?¡±


    Charlene leaned closer and said, ¡°He has consumed a strong libidoenhancing medicine that renders


    him incapable of controlling himself. Deirdre is in there, and she is pregnant. Do you think that Brendan


    is capable of controlling himself around her?¡±


    She said proudly, ¡°Rather than being blocked there, I should call an ambnce so we can send Miss


    McKinnon to the hospital at once if she is experiencing heavy bleeding.¡±


    Mrs. Engel was stunned and looked at Charlene incredulously. ¡°You¡¯ve actually drugged Mr. Brighthall,


    you sinister woman!?¡±


    Charlene smiled, turned around, and left while she waited for Deirdre¡¯s tragic state.


    She would have the ability to ensure Deirdre and her baby¡¯s deaths if Deirdre was admitted to the


    hospital.


    Charlene returned to the room leisurely, yet Mrs. Engel nervously paced around the door.


    At the thought of what would happen, Mrs. Engel braced herself to enter the room with her head


    lowered. ¡°Don¡¯t, Mr. Brighthall!¡±


    She opened the door and raised her head abruptly. Then, she was stunned.


    Brendan sat on the balcony and passed the time with great effort by basking in the cold wind flooding


    into the room while Deirdre was curled up in the corner, waiting with mixed feelings.


    ¡®What is going on?¡¯


    Mrs. Engel predicted all sorts of situations, but she came to understand after witnessing the scene.


    She hastily covered Deirdre with a nket when she recovered from her surprise.


    ¡°Mrs. Brighthall¡­ How is Mr. Brighthall?¡±


    Deirdreforted her, saying, ¡°He is drugged, but he is fine. The doctor ising soon.¡±


    In a few minutes, the doctor arrived with medicine. Brendan was in less agony atst upon receiving an


    injection. Hey on the sofa and fell unconscious with a chaotic expression.


    Deirdre caressed Brendan¡¯s sweat-soaked hair and heard the doctor¡¯s question. ¡°Are you pregnant,


    Miss McKinnon?¡± ¡°Yes, almost four months.¡±


    The doctor took a surprised nce at Brendan. ¡°It¡¯s fortunate that Mr. Brighthall is strong enough to


    refrain from doing anything forceful. Otherwise, not only would you lose the child, you would¡­¡±


    He did not finish his sentence, but everyone knew what it was.


    Mrs. Engel sent away the doctor quietly and said in a hateful tone, ¡°How can that woman be so vicious


    that she would spike Mr. Brighthall¡¯s drink and almost put you in harm¡¯s way?¡±


    Deirdre knew that Charlene would spare no effort to achieve her goals when she found out that


    Charlene would undergo stic surgery to rece her, risk everything to hit someone to death with her


    car afterward, and ruin Deirdre¡¯s life.

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    Chapter 922 Get the Coffee Tested


    Hence, Deirdre was not surprised that Charlene would spike Brendan¡¯s drink, but she was surprised by


    Brendan¡¯s determination.


    Frankly, she did not trust Brendan very much. After all, Deirdre had be extremely passive


    because of the things Brendan did in the past. Yet, Brendan would actually choose to forcefully brace


    the medicine effect and lose consciousness so he would not hurt her.


    Mrs. Engel¡¯s gazended on Brendan¡¯s wlessly handsome face. His eyebrows were still tightly


    furrowed in his unconscious state. One could imagine how unpleasant the experience was for him


    earlier.


    ¡°Mrs. Brighthall.¡± Mrs. Engel could not refrain from saying, ¡°Mr. Brighthall loves you very much, really.¡±


    Brendan woke up feeling sore all over his body. Half of his body was numb from being squeezed into a


    small sofa in view of his tall and muscr physique.


    He was preparing to get up when he felt the weight pinning down his waist. He lowered his head and


    found Deirdre lying on him. She had a nket covering her body, and she was sound asleep.


    It was such a wonderful scene that he could not bear to disturb her, but he figured that Deirdre would


    not feelfortable in such a position. Thus, he scooped up the woman carefully and ced her on


    the sofa where he was earlier. He looked at the woman¡¯s calm, sleeping face, and his dark eyes were


    filled with intense affection.


    Still, Brendan¡¯s gaze turned cold bit by bit when he remembered yesterday¡¯s incident.


    He left the room and found Charlene sitting absentmindedly on the sofa with a frown.


    Brendan walked downstairs, and his heavy footsteps awakened Charlene.


    Charlene suppressed her panic. She figured that Deirdre¡¯s body would not be able to withstand the


    process if Brendan were to sleep with Deirdre instead of her.


    Nheless, she did not expect the night to pass so peacefully.


    Apart from her action failing to bring any change, Brendan would never let her off after what she did.


    At the thought of this, Charlene took it upon herself to cry first. ¡°Brendan, what happened between you


    and Miss McKinnon in the study roomst night? I felt that something was off and wanted to check up


    on you, but Mrs. Engel wouldn¡¯t let me go. She imed she didn¡¯t want me to ruin your good time with


    Deirdre¡­¡±


    Brendan watched her put on an act coldly. ¡°Don¡¯t you know yet?¡±


    Charlene bit her lower lip and sobbed. ¡°Don¡¯t I know what? Brendan, I really don¡¯t understand what


    you¡¯re talking about¡­¡± ¡°I was drugged.¡± ¡°What?¡± Charlene appeared especially shocked. ¡°For real?¡± ¡°I


    was ill in the study room for the whole night. It¡¯s possible that I would be admitted to the hospital today


    if not for Deirdre.¡±


    Brendan looked at Charlene with a burning gaze while she braced herself to say, ¡°How did that


    happen? You had dinner with us yesterday. Could it be some sort of food poisoning?¡±


    She suddenly said, ¡°Could it be Mrs. Engel? She refused to let me check on you in the study room by


    blocking my path. Perhaps it was her who drugged your meal so you could reconcile your rtionship


    with Miss McKinnon.¡±


    Brendan looked at her and said, ¡°I share the same thinking too. Otherwise, why would I be drugged for


    no reason? However, other than the dinner yesterday, I had only consumed one more thing, and it was


    the coffee you made me. It¡¯s fortunate that I still have half of the coffee left. I¡¯m going to send it to get


    tested in aboratory. If the coffee is fine, it must be Mrs. Engel. Don¡¯t worry. I won¡¯t let her off for sure


    when the test results are out.¡±


    She felt a shiver down her spine, and her gaze was shifting in panic. She watched as Brendan was


    about to call Sam so he could send the coffee to get tested. Charlene hastily grabbed his arm and


    smiled forcefully.


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    ¡°Brendan, it¡¯s unnecessary to get it tested since nothing bad happened. Miss McKinnon will surely be


    sad if she learns that Mrs. Engel is at fault when the test results are out. She is pregnant and


    emotional. It will not be good for her.¡±

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    Chapter 923 Sir, He¡¯s Going to Kill Me!


    Brendan did not speak but looked at her with his icy cold eyes. There was no telling what was on his


    mind.


    Charlene could not help feeling guilty. ¡°Brendan¡­¡± ¡°Charlene, don¡¯t think that I¡¯m a fool,¡± said Brendan.


    The coldness exuded from his body, and his eyes that could see through her were all meant to warn


    her. ¡°I don¡¯t want what happenedst night to happen again, do you understand?¡± ¡°Brendan¡­¡±


    Charlene was scared out of her wits, and tears streamed down her face instantly. She had no choice


    but to acknowledge her guilt at this point. ¡°I didn¡¯t do that on purpose. I love you too much, and I fell for


    a doctor¡¯s advice. I thought that doing this would reconcile our rtionship, I ¡°It seems that you don¡¯t


    understand my words.¡± Brendan interrupted her coldly. ¡°I want you to answer that you won¡¯t let this


    happen again.¡±


    He leaned over with narrowed eyes and a cold demeanor. ¡°I despise being a pawn in someone¡¯s n.


    Ophelia¡¯s survival is of lesser importance to me than being manipted. I won¡¯t offer you another


    chance, so remember that.¡±


    Upon saying that, Brendan walked away.


    Charlene slumped down to the floor instantly.


    He looked like he was about to kill her earlier, and she felt suffocated.


    Brendan no longer cared about Deirdre, so Ophelia¡¯s survival was nothing to him. He could send her to


    hell at any moment if he wanted.


    At the thought of this, Charlene could not help trembling in fear.


    She realized that she could not keep using this method anymore. Her life was at risk whenever she


    offended Brendan, yet how would she get pregnant with Brendan¡¯s child without using this method?


    Afterward, it was apparent that Brendan had deserted her. In addition, he was busy with work, so


    Charlene could not find the opportunity to be in the same room as him.


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    However, it was around this time that Charlene received the call to check on her condition.


    Charlene did not have the courage to lie, so she said, ¡°I drugged him but didn¡¯t expect that Deirdre


    would get in the way. Moreover, that b*tch¡­ is pregnant and is totally fine!¡± ¡°I don¡¯t want to listen to


    your nonsensical talk.¡± The person interrupted her impatiently, saying, ¡°I just want to know when you


    will be pregnant with Brendan¡¯s child.¡±


    Charlene was rendered speechless and was drenched in a cold sweat. ¡°As soon as possible¡­


    Brendan is on guard when he¡¯s with me because I tried to drug him. He won¡¯t trust me any more within


    a short period. However, it¡¯s fine. He still has some feelings for me. I¡ª¡± ¡°Find a chance toe out


    and meet me today.¡±


    Charlene felt her heart racing.


    The person chuckled and said, ¡°Rx. We¡¯re in the same boat, after all. I came up with a better idea to


    get you pregnant without offending Brendan.¡±


    Charlene¡¯s eyes lit up. In addition, the man had never been so gentle before, and that set Charlene¡¯s


    mind at ease. She waited eagerly until it was noon and made an excuse to leave. She headed to the


    designated location by herself.


    Yet, she did not expect that she would find more than just that man in the room after the door was


    opened. There were five burly men as well.


    Deirdre was dumbfounded. ¡°Sir¡­¡±


    The man ignored her and lit a cigarette while the men next to him stepped forward and picked up


    Charlene like she was a chick before tossing her on the bed.


    Soon, Charlene realized the situation and begged for mercy with all her might. ¡°Sir! If Brendan finds out


    that the child isn¡¯t his, he¡¯s going to kill me!¡±

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    Chapter 924 Was She With You?


    Charlene bent over and got on her knees as she crawled her way to the man¡¯s legs eagerly like a dog,


    with tears streaming down her face. ¡°Sir!


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    Please give me one more chance! I promise you! I promise you that I¡¯ll get pregnant with Brendan¡¯s


    child this time!¡±


    The man was unmoved. Soon, Charlene was captured by those men again.


    Her agonizing scream was blood-curdling.


    The man furrowed his eyebrows in contempt. He thought of something and sniggered coldly. ¡°Isn¡¯t it


    even better to get Brendan to raise a b*stard?¡±


    Charlene lost count of time until she regained consciousness. ¡®This is all Deirdre¡¯s fault!¡¯


    The taxi driver looked at her with a mocking gaze after seeing the messy marks on her body. Charlene


    gnashed her teeth and scolded him until she arrived at the mansion.


    The grief and anger in her heart overwhelmed her quickly as soon as she saw the woman sitting


    peacefully on the sofa enjoying her dessert.


    ¡°Deirdre, why are you so proud of yourself, huh? You¡¯re lucky that Brendan didn¡¯t torment youst


    night, but you¡¯re not going to be so lucky next time! You will die a tragic death sooner orter!¡±


    Deirdre did not speak, but Mrs. Engel spoke first. ¡°You must be sick in the head or something. Why are


    you losing your temper for no reason?¡±


    Charlene was furious. She made her way step by step to Deirdre and unted her prowess. ¡°Deirdre,


    do you know why Brendan left the hospital the other day? It is because you¡¯re pregnant with a girl. He


    wants a son to seed in his family business while you¡¯re carrying a girl in your womb. He just couldn¡¯t


    care less about the baby!


    ¡°Even if you go through the pregnancy and give birth to the child, she will only be married off for the


    advantage of the family! She will only be a tool that is used by men, just like you!¡±


    Mrs. Engel was incensed, but Deirdre stopped her and got up slowly. ¡°Don¡¯t be venting your anger that


    is caused by someone else on me. If I didn¡¯t know, I might think you have some mental illness.¡±


    Charlene¡¯s expression was distorted in anger. She remembered something and clenched her fists


    tightly. She said with a sneer, ¡®Your good days wille to an end, Deirdre!¡±


    She turned around and headed upstairs. Before she left, Deirdre could smell the stench of man¡¯s sweat


    mixed with a little¡­


    Deirdre fell silent while Mrs. Engel made a casual remark that reminded her of something. ¡°Mrs.


    Brighthall, what¡¯s going on with that woman today? Not only is she ill-mannered, but she is also walking


    abnormally with her thighs squeezed together. Did she get bitten by a dog or something?¡± ¡®Walking


    abnormally?¡¯


    Deirdre did notment further but said, ¡°Do you find that Charlene is behaving abnormally today


    too?¡± ¡®Yes, of course. Even though the woman has always been frantic in the past, she has never lost


    her temper out of nowhere and vented her anger like today.¡±


    Charlene would speak out of turn in the past, but those were mostly sarcastic remarks. She would


    regard herself as an achiever but would never behave frantically for no reason as she did today.


    Unless¡­


    An idea urred to Deirdre beyond her control, and she said to Mrs. Engel, ¡°Please help me to make a


    call to Brendan.¡±


    Mrs. Engel did not inquire further. She nodded and made the call.


    The call was picked up, and Deirdre asked, ¡°Where are you now?¡±


    Brendan was surprised to receive the call because it was Deirdre¡¯s first time taking it upon herself to


    call. He pondered and said, ¡°Are you checking up on me?¡±


    Deirdre could not be bothered to flirt with him. ¡°Charlene came home behaving abnormally earlier, so I


    wonder whether she was with you.¡±

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    Chapter 925 Five Men


    ¡®Behaving abnormally?¡¯


    Brendan kept quiet for a moment before he answered calmly, ¡°No. I¡¯ve been inpany meetings all


    day, and I haven¡¯t left yet.¡± ¡®Haven¡¯t left yet?


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    Deirdre was convinced, and Brendan asked, ¡°Why? Is she stirring up trouble with you again?¡± ¡°I¡¯m used


    to her stirring up trouble because she is all talk and no action at most. I will just ignore her, but today,


    she¡­¡± Deirdre was having trouble putting it into words.


    Was she supposed to tell Brendan personally that Charlene was cheating on him because she could


    possibly be sleeping with other men?


    If she were to say that, she would hurt the man¡¯s sense of pride easily.


    ¡°Forget it, it¡¯s fine.¡± ¡°It¡¯s not like you to stop yourself from saying something you want to say.¡± Brendan


    took a nce at Sam standing at the door and said, ¡®TH just consider it as you keeping me in


    suspense, and I¡¯ll be back tonight to recover it.¡±


    He ended the call, and Deirdre¡¯s ears blushed with shyness. She came to understand what the man


    meant by ¡®be back tonight to recover it¡¯ instantly and scolded him under her breath for being


    shameless.


    ¡®No one is asking for you to recover it tonight.¡¯


    On the top floor office of the Brighthall Group¡­


    Sam entered the office after he was beckoned. ¡°Sir, Charlene has made a move.¡±


    Brendan knew that she would not be able to stop herself. ¡°What¡¯s the situation?¡± ¡°Charlene headed to a


    hotel room this afternoon. I¡¯m not sure what transpired there specifically, but¡­¡± Sam looked up to


    nce at Brendan as he said hesitantly, ¡°Charlene left the hotel dressed shabbily and walked


    abnormally. More than an hourter, people walked out of the room in session, and there were five


    men with muscr physiques ¡­¡± ¡°Five men with muscr physiques?¡±


    Brendan smiled coldly. ¡°Charlene has a huge appetite, I see.¡±


    Could it be that Deirdre stopped herself from speaking in fear that his sense of pride would be hurt?


    However, Brendan couldn¡¯t care less about Charlene for a long time, and he would not mind who


    Charlene was sleeping with. However, he felt warm and fuzzy in his heart at the thought of how Deirdre


    was hesitant to speak because of him.


    ¡®Why is he sneering until his sneer turns into a smile? His expression and gaze are growing more and


    more terrifying¡­¡¯


    Sam was scared out of his wits.


    Brendan was jolted back to reality, and his smile vanished. ¡°Are you acquainted with those men?¡± ¡°No,


    but I looked into them on purpose and found their identities very easily. They are some thugs from the


    streets.¡±


    Brendan furrowed his eyebrows in disgust.


    ¡°Continue to follow her and report back to me if there¡¯s anything new.¡± ¡°Yes, sir!¡±


    Brendan knocked on Charlene¡¯s door to check on her personally. She opened the door and came out


    of the room, looking tired. She wrapped her body with a jacket without showing any inch of skin that


    was marked.


    ¡°What¡¯s going on? Are you ill?¡± Brendan¡¯s gazended on the woman, his cold tone tainted with a tinge


    of concern.


    Charlene was delighted that Brendan was showing concern for her, but she was terrified that he would


    notice something. ¡°I¡¯m fine.¡±


    She attempted to stall him by saying, ¡°It¡¯s possible that I¡¯m not used to the dropping temperature in the


    past few days, and I caught a cold.¡± ¡°A cold?¡± Brendan furrowed his eyebrows. ¡°It¡¯s a big deal. I¡¯m


    taking you to the hospital.¡± ¡°No! It¡¯s fine!¡± Charlene¡¯s face was ghastly pale. She knew that she would


    certainly need to remove the jacket in the hospital. Those disgusting men had left marks all over her


    body, and those would certainly be noticed!


    ¡°I¡¯m fine, Brendan. It¡¯s just a cold. I¡¯ll be fine after resting for a night.¡±

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    Chapter 926 Prying for Answers


    ¡°Are you sure? Even if you¡¯re ill, it¡¯s my duty as your fiance to be very concerned.¡± Brendan narrowed


    his eyes. ¡°Or are you sulking because I¡¯ve been neglecting you?¡±


    As he spoke, he quietly drew his distance closer and closer to Charlene until his face was only several


    inches away from her. ¡°I mulled about it for a moment and decided that, yes, I¡¯ve been unfair to you.


    We are to be married, after all. I¡¯ll be staying here for the night.¡±


    That offer would have sent Charlene straight to rapture if it had happened at literally any other time. At


    that moment, though? It just made her so panicked she was on the verge of breaking down.


    ¡°No!¡±


    She rejected him so immediately and urgently that Brendan stared at her.


    ¡°1-1 mean, what about Miss McKinnon? She¡¯s still here in the mansion! I thought about this and, you


    know, it¡¯s inappropriate to do this to her when she¡¯s pregnant with your kid. We still have a lot of time


    together, but hers is running out. We should, you know, be the bigger people, right?¡±


    Something lit up in Brendan¡¯s eyes. ¡°Your kindness might be wasted on her.¡± ¡°I don¡¯t mind,¡± Charlene


    smiled weakly and did all she could to put on a convincing act ofpassion. ¡°Miss McKinnon¡¯s small-


    hearted because she knows she can never be your wife. But I¡¯m different. I¡¯m your significant other and


    the future mistress of the Brighthall family. I need to embody grace and graciousness.¡±


    Brendan¡¯s gaze turned profound. ¡°You¡¯re doing so much. Thank you.¡±


    Charlene gnashed her teeth through the agony. ¡°No, not at all. Go! Keep Miss McKinnon cpany¡­¡±


    Brendan shot her onest look and left. Charlene trembled in rage as soon as the door clicked into the


    frame. Worried that throwing a tantrum in her room would attract attention, she could only hide in her


    bathroom and sweep every item unfortunate enough to be in her line of sight to the floor.


    She looked in the mirror and saw a worn-out woman staring back at her. Her eyes turned red. She had


    sacrificed so much-so she needed a win! She could not afford to lose!


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    As Brendan came out of her room, Deirdre was nibbling at the food behind the dining table. He joined


    her, and neither of them spoke.


    It was only after she returned to the first floor that Brendan did his usual routine of breaking into her


    room through the window.


    ¡°What are you doing!?¡± she cried, bewildered. The thought of barricading her windows just kept getting


    more and more seductive.


    Brendan lowered his head and kissed her before rubbing his lips against the edge of her supple lips.


    ¡°Prying for answers, of course. Wasn¡¯t that what you were hinting at?¡±


    Deirdre was livid. ¡°Hinting at what? I didn¡¯t hint at anything at all!¡±


    He ignored her flimsy denial. He carried her fragile body in his arms and gently set her on the bed. ¡°Oh,


    really? Then what¡¯s with the hesitation during our call this afternoon?¡± ¡°Well, it¡¯s about-¡± Deirdre almost


    said it aloud before forcing the words back into her throat at thest minute. She had no hard proof that


    Charlene had sex with other men.


    ¡°About what?¡± Brendan¡¯s eyes were twinkling with a mischievous smile that eluded even himself. As he


    studied the young woman lying below him, he could not help but tease her.


    Deirdre was hard-pressed to answer him and made her frustration obvious by shoving him away. ¡°Can¡¯t


    you just pretend it was a whim? Like, maybe I knocked myself in the head and said something stupid in


    that momentary concussion? Just get out already. Have you already forgotten all about that time Mrs.


    Engel found you hiding in my bedroom, huh?¡±


    Brendan hugged her even more tightly. ¡°Ah, but it¡¯s Charlene who told me to keep yourpany


    today.¡± ¡°Say what? Charlene!?¡± Deirdre was aghast. ¡°Are you messing with me!?¡±


    What could make Charlene, obsessed with the goal of pulling Brendan away from Deirdre by any


    means necessary, agree to let him into her room!?


    ¡°No, it¡¯s true,¡± he replied. ¡°I actually offered to stay with her for a bit as reparations for ignoring her


    these few days. But she was surprisingly very against it. She was even adamant that I stay with you


    instead, saying that we have ample time to be together while your time with me is finite.¡±


    Brendan pressed his cheek close to the young woman¡¯s ear and exhaled quietly, letting his breath roll


    into her ear and neck. It felt like the grazing of a featherlight touch or the act of being covered by a


    wispy shroud. Every tickle his breath elicited was pulsing with sensuality.

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    Chapter 927


    Chapter 927 I¡¯ve Only Ever Loved You


    ¡°What do you think Charlene is thinking, Deirdre?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s heart sank. There was no way around it-Charlene had been screwing another man.


    She raised her head and met his gaze with pity.


    ¡°Oh-kay. Why are you looking at me like that?¡±


    Deirdre churned her thoughts a while longer before deciding to tell it as it was. ¡°This is going toe


    off as painful to you, but I think you deserve to know at least something. I think¡­ Charlene has another


    man.¡± ¡°What gave you that idea?¡± Brendan replied. The emotion in his tone was unreadable.


    ¡°I called you this afternoon, right? A few minutes before that, I smelled¡­ well, a man¡¯s sweat. And then


    Mrs. Engel told me the way Charlene walked was off. When you square all of those together, the


    conclusion, well, wrote itself¡­ you know?¡±


    It took her a lot of courage just to hesitantly express her suspicion. She even mentally steeled herself to


    watch Brendan break down in shock. And yet, to her surprise, the man simply chuckled.


    ¡°I see, I see!¡± Brendan tightened his grip around her waist. ¡°Detective Dee Dee has closed a case.¡±


    Deirdre looked at him in shock. ¡°What the- Is that all of your reaction?¡± ¡°Hmm, what else am I supposed


    to feel? Hurt? Dejected? Lose my damn mind? Dee, I¡¯ve told you already. I don¡¯t feel anything for her. I


    wouldn¡¯t even feel bad if she got pregnant with some other guy¡¯s child!¡± ¡°But you¡¯re supposed to be at


    least a little wounded, right?¡± Deirdre rebutted frantically. ¡°You used to like her so deeply!¡± ¡°Huh? Did I?¡±


    Brendan murmured to himself as he rubbed his chin against the young woman¡¯s hair. Solemness


    reced the yfulness in his eyes. ¡°I used to think like you too, confusing a debt and responsibility I


    owed her as love. It¡¯s only after I fell in love with you¡­ I finally realized they are not the same, i ¡°I¡¯ve


    only ever loved a woman in my life.¡± He cupped her face in his hands, his eyes overflowing with


    profound tenderness. ¡°You.¡± 1


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    His tone and his gaze-they somehow pierced through the blurry veil her damaged sight had perpetually


    bestowed on her, like a ray of light shining straight into her chest.


    Deirdre¡¯s eyes betrayed her panic. She suddenly did not know how to react. Nothing he said could be


    handwaved as a joke. The love and sentiment that pulsated under his every word-it was flooding


    toward her like an uncontroble deluge.


    ¡°B-Brendan¡­¡±


    She did not know what to say even after staying silent for a while.


    Brendan, however, seemed to understand her. He nted a kiss on her lips, but it was featherlight, and


    without his usual aggression, as though he was handling the most priceless treasure the world could


    ever offer him.


    ¡°It¡¯s okay. You don¡¯t have to answer me so soon. You¡¯re free to choose. Thest thing I want is to know


    that any of your choices were made under pressure.¡± He breathed. ¡°After Ophelia¡¯s safe and sound and


    our child is born¡­ HI let you go if you¡¯re still unwilling to be with me.¡±


    Brendan wrapped his arm around her waist and closed his eyes, his breath steady. A whileter, it


    became rhythmic. He had fallen asleep.


    Deirdre could not sleep, however. She opened her eyes wide-her room greeted her in its perpetual fog


    as she felt the man¡¯s heart beating so close to her skin. She stayed like that for hours.


    A whileter, a very unsure Charlene went for another round of pregnancy check-ups. Almost


    unsurprisingly, she was not pregnant at all.


    The man decked his hand across her cheek the moment the news broke.¡± It¡¯s all because you¡¯re a sl*t


    who f*cks with anyone without a condom! You¡¯ve gone through so many abortions that you can¡¯t even


    get pregnant now!¡±


    Charlene cupped her cheek in agony, but she said nothing.


    The man¡¯s tempersted for a while before he called a doctor to begin another ovtion induction


    procedure. Then, he called a few men and told Charlene to sleep with all of them.


    It was humiliating. She felt like a prostitute.


    At least she was finally rewarded. Half a monthter, she received a report that she was pregnant.

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    Chapter 928


    Chapter 928 I¡¯m Pregnant


    Charlene was overjoyed. She called Brendan post-haste, her voice taking a coquettish tone, ¡°Can you


    come home earlier today, Bren? I¡¯ve got some really important announcements to make.¡±


    There was a brief beat of silence from the other side. ¡®Til be home as soon as the meeting¡¯s over.¡±


    ¡°Terrific!¡±


    She straightened her back and began ordering Mrs. Engel to buy a list of cooking ingredients before


    personally preparing dinner. Relieved from kitchen duty, Mrs. Engel mused in the living room. ¡°What¡¯s


    with that Charlene? She¡¯s as happy as a chimp with a banana. Is it her birthday today?¡±


    Deirdre shook her head. ¡°It¡¯s not this month.¡± ¡°What else could possibly make her this happy, then?¡±


    ¡°Good news upon her, I bet.¡±


    Before Mrs. Engel could understand what it meant, Brendan strode in from outside before hanging his


    suit on the rack.


    Charlene practically sprung out of the kitchen excitedly to greet him.¡± You¡¯re home already, Bren?¡± ¡°You


    called me about some important announcement, didn¡¯t you? As such, I came home early,¡± he replied,


    eyeing the kitchen before remarking, ¡°Why are you cooking today?¡±


    Charlene feigned timidity. ¡°To celebrate.¡±


    Brendan studied her expression. ¡°Celebrate what?¡±


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    Charlene dragged her bashful pretense a little longer. She finished preparing the meal in the kitchen


    and waited for Brendan to take a seat. Then, she presented the medical report and dered, ¡°I¡¯m


    pregnant, Bren.¡±


    There was a loud nk as Deirdre¡¯s fork slipped out of her finger and hit the te. Mrs. Engel¡¯s gasp of


    disbelief came soon after. ¡°How¡¯s that possible? You haven¡¯t been doing the deed with Mr. Brighthall


    these days! How could you possibly be pregnant?!¡±


    Charleneughed. ¡°It¡¯s obvious, right? The night Bren drank too much, he slept with me. I didn¡¯t expect


    myself to be so luckily fertile. Honestly, it was just one night, but I guess Bren is destined to be the


    father of this child.¡±


    Charlene looked at her stomach with a soft, loving gaze.


    Brendan followed her eyes and studied it. ¡°Pregnant after one night sounds so rare that I guess I¡¯m


    destined, after all.¡±


    Deirdre set her utensils down. ¡°I¡¯m done eating.¡±


    With a re, she rose and started toward the stairs.


    Charlene cried after her, ¡°Hey, c¡¯mon, don¡¯t be like that! It was an ident on our part, Miss McKinnon!


    If you hate what happened, I¡¯m happy never to speak of it!¡± ¡°And why should we do that?¡± Brendan


    interjected with a frown. ¡®You¡¯re the one who wants to leave as soon as the child¡¯s born, remember?


    Charlene, though, is my fiancee. What¡¯s her pregnancy got to piss your off?¡± ¡°I¡¯m not pissed. I¡¯m just


    disgusted.¡±


    She climbed the stairs and disappeared.


    A re overcame Brendan¡¯s visage while a smile shadowed Charlene¡¯s lips. All of the trials and


    tribtion she had weathered was suddenly rewarded. Finally!


    ¡°Bren, Miss McKinnon probably still wants to be with you. It¡¯s why she¡¯s upset by the news, but that¡¯s


    expected, right? So don¡¯t be mad at her.¡± ¡°Who is she to override what I want? Is her opinion the only


    thing that matters?¡± Brendan gruntled.


    Mrs. Engel had already escaped into the kitchen as Brendan vented a little of his rage. Finally, his


    attention fell back to Charlene¡¯s stomach. ¡°Are you sure about this? That you¡¯re pregnant?¡± ¡®Yes! It


    can¡¯t be a false rm because our baby is already half a month old,¡± Charlene exined. ¡°If you don¡¯t


    believe me,e with me to the hospital tomorrow. You can verify it personally.¡±


    Brendan fell silent for a moment. ¡°I¡¯m one half of the reason you¡¯re pregnant, so of course, I¡¯ll do what¡¯s


    within my responsibilities. Still, I need to confirm it before we move on, so I¡¯ll apany you to the


    hospital tomorrow.¡±


    Charlene nodded. She had already arranged everything ording to her script. She would not be


    exposed-she was sure of it.


    The next morning, Brendan did as he said he would and went to the hospital with Charlene. The doctor


    announced after the examination, ¡°The child is more than half a month old. They are very healthy, too.


    Congrattions!¡±

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    Chapter 929


    Chapter 929 Somebody Took Pictures of Them Visiting the OB-GYN


    The timescale matched.


    Brendan¡¯s handsome features remained apathetic throughout the process. As they entered the car,


    Charlene asked sheepishly, ¡®You¡­ don¡¯t want this kid, do you?¡±


    Her eyes turned misty. ¡°If you don¡¯t want them, just say it. I¡¯m not going to force you into taking care of


    a child you don¡¯t want. Thest thing I want is to bring a fatherless kid to the world.


    Brendan snapped out of his trance. ¡°What are you saying? I said I was going to marry you, didn¡¯t I?¡±


    As he turned the car engine on, Charleneughed self-deprecatingly. ¡¯Yes, you did, but only because


    you needed news about Ophelia McKinnon¡¯s whereabouts. It wasn¡¯t out of real love. If it wasn¡¯t for


    Ophelia, you wouldn¡¯t even spare me a nce, would you?¡±


    Mentioning Ophelia brought a mocking sneer to Brendan¡¯s face. ¡®You really think I¡¯d marry a woman I


    don¡¯t love for Ophelia¡¯s sake?¡±


    Charlene froze. Then, her eyes gleamed in anticipation. ¡°What did you say, Bren?¡±


    Brendan was reluctant to repeat himself, so he did not answer her at all. Still, Charlene¡¯s heart raced.


    His rtionship with Deirdre had deteriorated, and now here he was, agreeing to marry Charlene. That


    could only mean one thing-he was giving her a chance.


    In the end, Brendan did not want their rtionship to end just like that!


    A smile shadowed Charlene¡¯s lips. She knew it! Their rtionship was one built for years and years.


    There was no way Deirdre alone was enough to demolish such a solid foundation! Brendan still loved


    her!


    ¡°Bren, are you saying¡­ you¡¯re doing all of this for my sake?¡± Charlene drawled excitedly, her joy


    impossible to hide. She ced her fingers on the man¡¯s hand on the wheel, her voice soft and coy. ¡®You


    agreed to my deal because you still cared about me, didn¡¯t you?¡±


    Brendan did not answer her. He simply cast his eyes down. ¡¯You disappointed me when you abducted


    Deirdre back then. You shouldn¡¯t have been that jealous.¡±


    Charlene¡¯s acting mode was triggered. ¡°I know, I know. Believe me. I regret what I did ever since then,¡±


    she murmured, biting her lips. ¡°I love you so much that I lost control of myself and acted without


    reason, but now?


    Now, I¡¯m actuallying along well with Miss McKinnon! I¡¯m not going to harm her again.¡±


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    Brendan withheld her gaze with a gentle one. ¡°I believe you.¡±


    A brilliant smile blossomed on Charlene¡¯s face. Had it not been for the fact that Brendan was driving,


    she would have kissed him right there and then.


    The mood was going so well that Charlene could not help but want to give a bit more into her kindly,


    compassionate facade. ¡°Bren, you really don¡¯t have to worry. Miss McKinnon¡¯s mom is actually living


    pretty well in a little town. She doesn¡¯t have to worry about her life because someone always provides


    her monthly allowance. In fact, I think her life is a step up from before!¡±


    Charlene knew better than just exposing her card and giving him the address to Ophelia¡¯s


    whereabouts. She was just going to tell him everything was fine-and that should be all there was to it.


    Brendan did not seem to mind theck of additional details, nor did he try to pry from her lips. He


    seemed to pay most of his attention to driving.


    Then, on the very next day, news of the couple visiting the hospital became headlines. Someone on the


    inte had uploaded pictures of Brendan and Charlene standing outside the OB-GYN consultation


    door.


    It was a bombshell reveal.


    ¡°Why were Charli and Brendan visiting OB-GYN, guys? Unless!? Expecting!?¡± ¡°Y¡¯all, it¡¯s gotta be it!


    Damn, they were nning to get married, and they have kids already? Those wedding bells are gonna


    toll for them really soon!¡± ¡°Finally! After all these years!¡±


    ¡°I eagerly await the event of the year!¡±


    Comments and congrattions among themselves were insufficient to some of these people, too,


    because they even showed up on the Brighthall Group¡¯s official Twitter ount to leave their wishes.


    Then, to most people¡¯s shock, someone even managed to uncover Charlene¡¯s personal Twitter


    ount. A tweet from a few days ago read:¡¯ Life is full of surprises, but my little angel is just the start of


    even more pleasant ones. I can¡¯t wait!!!¡¯


    It was the final nail in the spection coffin.

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    Chapter 930


    Chapter 930 Wedding at the End of the Month


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    Sam showed thements to a silent, unreactive Brendan. Instead, he simply answered Charlene¡¯s


    call as soon as it rang.


    The young woman made a production of being innocently confused, ¡°Bren, what¡¯s going on? Why were


    our pictures taken at the OB-GYN? What are we gonna do now?¡±


    Brendan thumbed through his documents. ¡°You really didn¡¯t know about it?¡±


    Charlene froze for a moment before chuckling dryly. ¡°About what? This looks like a picture some


    bystander took in secret instead of traditional media journalists! We can¡¯t control random people taking


    pictures of us. Or ¡­ do you want me to tweet out an exnation to throw them off?¡± ¡°Everyone already


    knows you¡¯re pregnant. No one¡¯s going to believe otherwise.¡±


    Charlene sighed. ¡°I¡¯m so sorry. I shouldn¡¯t have brought you with me to the hospital¡­ Now you¡¯ve got


    another problem to handle.¡± ¡°It¡¯s okay.¡± Brendan rested his fingertip on his document. ¡®The news is


    bound to be announced.¡±


    Charlene audibly fell silent. Then, gingerly, she asked, ¡°Brendan, are you saying¡­¡± ¡°With your


    pregnancyes my responsibility. I¡¯ll announce our wedding through the Brighthall Group¡¯s official


    Twitter ount,¡± he answered, his tone implicative. ¡°This is what you want, right?¡±


    Charlene had already foreseen things to go this way, but no amount of expectation could stop her from


    being overjoyed. ¡°Oh, Bren! I await the day you marry me!¡±


    The call ended. Still high from the turn of the event, Charlene made her way to the yard where Deirdre


    was chatting with Shea. With a grin, she intruded on their conversation. ¡°Miss McKinnon, I didn¡¯t know


    you¡¯d be interested in scenic views! I thought you wouldn¡¯t be able to enjoy them because of your, ah,


    impaired sight. This must be a sign of good mood, then! Surely you won¡¯t reject my wedding invitation


    this time?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s grin faded. Determined not to give her time to react, Charlene coyly added, ¡°Oh, the context!


    Bren and I are getting married at the end of the month.¡±


    The end of the month¡­ already!?


    Deirdre¡¯s shock was genuine-this was not part of the n.


    Taking in Deirdre¡¯s shock was simply satisfying to Charlene, who could not resist prodding, ¡®You see,


    Miss McKinnon? So what if you¡¯re pregnant with Bren¡¯s kid? It didn¡¯t win you any favors from him


    anyway. But me? As soon as I got pregnant, Brendan started releasing official statements through the


    Brighthall Group¡¯s official Twitter ount about our uing wedding!¡±


    Deirdre snapped out of her surprise, and her eyes grew cold. ¡°Well, congrattions then, Miss


    McKinney,¡± she said tly. ¡°But, as someone who¡¯s been through a lot more than you¡¯d remember, I


    should probably advise you not to count your chickens before they¡¯re hatched, especially when we


    don¡¯t know who¡¯s the father of your chick, right? If Brendan finds out¡­¡±


    Charlene¡¯s features twisted into a grimace. ¡°What the f*ck are you using!?¡±


    Deirdre shed a smile and raised her head, barring a nce of scornful contempt. ¡°Oh, it¡¯s nothing. I


    was just wondering aloud, Miss McKinney. How lucky are you to be immediately pregnant from a single


    night?


    Brendan might believe you, but I don¡¯t. You should do your best to hide your receipts, I think. Wouldn¡¯t


    want me to uncover something big, would you?¡±


    Deirdre left her question hanging as panic overcame Charlene. Fear seized her, so she raised her hand


    and swung, shouting, ¡°Shut the f*ck up, b*tch!¡±


    It did notnd. Shea held Charlene¡¯s wrist almost immediately.


    Charlene froze and tried to wriggle her hand free, but someone as trained as Shea could not possibly


    be shrugged off like that. She hardly moved even as Charlene¡¯s face was turning a little blue from the


    struggle.


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    Chapter 931


    Chapter 931 Don¡¯t Try to Be Clever With Me


    Charlene immediately feigned her fall and sat on the ground. Meanwhile, her eyes welled up with tears.


    Brendan showed up from the left corner and found Charlene getting up from the ground, sobbing. She


    put on such a good act that her expression was extremely pitiful.


    Brendan furrowed his eyebrows in disgust.


    He took a nce at the surroundings and asked, ¡°What happened?¡±


    Charlene made her way to Brendan and said in a grieving tone, ¡°Forget it¡­ Brendan. It¡¯s fine. I think


    that Miss McKinnon might not be in a good mood, so she is using me to vent her anger. She was


    angered after finding out about our marriage, and I can understand that.¡±


    Deirdre wanted tough at Charlene¡¯s fabricated, provocative remark.


    ¡°Were you not trying to p me in the face because you were angered and embarrassed? I can¡¯t see


    clearly, but I can still see that your action is much more honest than your mouth.¡±


    Charlene assumed an innocent expression. ¡°Miss McKinnon, you can me me for taking Brendan


    from you, but why are you ndering me in this manner? What¡¯s there to be angered and embarrassed


    about when Brendan and I are about to get married soon?¡±


    Soon afterward, she smiled bitterly and said, ¡°Miss McKinnon, do you think that it¡¯s fine to bully me


    because you have Miss Ross on your side? I can¡¯t contest further if you and Miss Ross are really


    nning on putting the me on me.¡±


    Deirdre furrowed her eyebrows. Before she could speak, Brendan said,¡± Shea, go to the organization to


    receive your punishment.¡± ¡°Why?¡± Deirdre inhaled a deep breath. ¡°Punish me if you want. What wrong


    has Shea done when she did it to protect me?¡± ¡°It was her fault for being rough with Charlene. Is her


    fault not severe enough?¡± Brendan said coldly. He cast a look at Shea and said, ¡°Why are you still


    here?¡±


    Shea left respectfully while Brendan turned around to leave as well.


    Charlene followed after him and smiled proudly at Deirdre. ¡°Miss McKinnon, I still hope that you will


    attend and witness our happiness on the day Brendan and I get married anyhow.¡±


    Deirdre said with a cold expression, ¡°Do you think that I¡¯ll do that? It¡¯s unnecessary to disgust myself.¡±


    Charlene said meaningfully, ¡°It¡¯s not up to you, Miss McKinnon.¡±


    On the next day, the news of Brendan and Charlene getting married spread all over Neve.


    Charlene picked up Brendan from work on purpose in an attempt to y her loving spouse part.


    Numerous journalists surrounded her, and someone brought up Deirdre on purpose.


    ¡°Will Miss McKinnon be attending the wedding?¡±


    The smile in Brendan¡¯s eyes faded, yet the journalist appeared to be oblivious but continued to say,


    ¡°Miss McKinnon was supported by Mr. Brighthall previously anyhow. She should be showing up at a


    grand wedding celebration, right? Or is she still ming Miss McKinsey for the incident of her pushing


    you down the stairs?¡±


    Charlene hastily said upon hearing that, ¡°That would be impossible, of course. Deirdre and I have


    already patched things up in private. We¡¯re closer than biological siblings now.¡± ¡°If that is the case, Miss


    McKinnon will be attending her sister¡¯s wedding for sure, right?¡±


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    Charlene nodded as if she was caught in a difficult position. ¡°Deirdre will be there, naturally.¡±


    After getting in the car, Charlene felt as if Brendan¡¯s coldness was piercing through her body.


    Charlene did not dare to breathe loudly. Brendan said, ¡°Charlene, I¡¯m not fond of people trying to be


    clever with me.¡±


    Charlene¡¯s eyes reddened with tears instantly upon hearing that.


    ¡°What do you mean, Brendan? Do you think that I arranged for those journalists toe today?¡±


    Brendan did not speak, but his act of not speaking was equal to his answer.


    Tears dropped down from Charlene¡¯s eyes. ¡°Why would I arrange for a journalist toe and bring up


    the incident of me being pushed down the stairs once again so he can expose my scandal to the


    public?¡±

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    Chapter 932


    Chapter 932 You¡¯ll Need To Attend the Wedding


    Brendan¡¯s gaze pooled around Charlene, like a spotlight, as she continued to sob. ¡°If it weren¡¯t for


    those journalists putting my feet on the fire, I wouldn¡¯t have forced Miss McKinnon to attend my


    wedding, okay?


    ¡°Do you really think her attendance is going to be, in any way, shape, or form, beneficial to me? She¡¯s


    pregnant with your child, Bren! Every time I see it, it hurts me so much!¡±


    She was acting so hard, yet Brendan¡¯s eyes exuded impassivity and nonchnce. He waited until she


    was done venting and passed her a piece of tissue. ¡°So, you had nothing to do with it?¡± ¡°Of course!¡±


    Charlene wiped away her tears.


    ¡°I see. I believe you.¡± Brendan¡¯s tone softened.


    Charlene broke out a watery smile and began redressing her ruined makeup as Brendan focused on


    driving. ¡°Bren, should¡­ Should we tell Miss McKinnon? I told the reporter that she was joining, after


    all¡­¡±


    Brendan nodded impatiently. ¡°Now that you told the media it¡¯s going to happen, she has to be there, or


    it¡¯d seem like we were bluffing.¡± ¡°But what if she doesn¡¯t want to attend?¡± Charlene bit her lips. ¡®Thest


    time I invited her when I saw her in the yard, she didn¡¯t agree to it and was even red at. I was so


    scared I just shut up. If I¡¯d said more, it would look as if I¡¯m trying to egg her on.¡± ¡°I¡¯ll be the one to tell


    her,¡± Brendan replied, tightening his grip around the steering wheel. ¡°Let me.¡±


    Charlene nodded gently as she tried to disguise the glee in her eyes.


    Everything was going exactly as she had nned. With Brendan being the messenger, Deirdre would


    not be able to reject the invitation at all.


    That night, as Charlene watched, Brendan entered Deirdre¡¯s room.


    Deirdre was changing into her nightgown, but as soon as she heard his footsteps, she covered her


    breasts-to no avail, seeing as Brendan caught a glimpse of them anyway. As he shut the door, he


    asked in a low voice,¡±


    Was that intentional?¡±


    By ¡°intentional¡±, he meant ¡°did you n to wee me like this?¡¯


    Deirdre ignored him altogether. She turned her back against him and told herself to get dressed as


    quickly as she could. Her impatience backfired on her, though, because suddenly her clothes seemed


    dead-set on rebelling against her. Even her sleeve refused to let her arm pass¡­ for some reason.


    Deirdre was sweating from the effort.


    Suddenly, she felt warmth-an embrace-pressing against her back. She felt his fingers pinching on the


    edge of her clothes, tracing its hem to the area where her arm was stuck, before gently yanking it down


    to free her hand.


    Did every touch of his fingertip light up a path of fire on her skin? Yes. But¡­ he was only trying to help


    her out of a pickle, so Deirdre did not let her mind drift off to less innocent ces. ¡®Thanks.¡±


    She put her clothes back on and noticed Brendan¡¯s hand had begun to cruise up and down her back,


    tracing her spine before making a detour to the front- ¡°Brendan!¡± She pressed his hand hard against


    her skin, forcibly stopping him.


    He stopped, but his breathing had turnedbored. His hand was stopped at ¡­ quite the position.


    Deirdre tried to free herself from him, and to Brendan¡¯s credit, he obeyed. Still, he could not resist


    leaning his face close to her corbone and nibbling on her skin.


    ¡°I may not look like it, but my self-control isn¡¯t as limitless as I hope. You¡¯ll do well not to seduce me.¡± ¡°I


    can¡¯t do much against someone who¡¯s already there,¡± sheined as she quickly got dressed.


    Brendan took onest nce before everything was covered up and felt a me lighting up in his


    chest. God, it burnt!


    Still, he had promised her he would be respectful, so respectful he would be. ¡°I¡¯m sorry, but you¡¯ll have


    to attend Charlene¡¯s wedding by the end of this month,¡± he said, finally getting straight to business.


    Deirdre shot an aside nce at him, a little nonplussed. ¡°But why?¡± she asked, frowning. ¡°Isn¡¯t it


    inappropriate for me to attend your wedding? I mean, nobody wants their first wife to crash their


    wedding.¡± ¡®Yes, and you could have been left out of it at first¡­ but things have changed.¡±This is property ? N?velDrama.Org.

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    Chapter 933


    Chapter 933 Quickly, Hide!


    Deirdre immediately recognized the crux of his announcement. ¡°What happened?¡± ¡°She told the


    journalists you¡¯ll be attending her wedding, so now, if you don¡¯t go, that will make things really tough to


    exin.¡± ¡°She said I was going to attend. Right on the journalists¡¯ faces.¡± Deirdre¡¯s expression


    darkened. She had mistaken the certainty in Charlene¡¯s words earlier today as a bluff-she did not know


    it was nned.


    Still, something puzzled her. Why would Charlene go to all these lengths to force her into attending her


    wedding reception? Unless¡­ Charlene had something else nned for her?


    Deirdre raised her head at that thought. She needed to warn him.¡± Brendan?¡±


    She needed to remind him that Charlene never did something without an ulterior motive. But before


    she could say anything at all, someone knocked on their door. The voice from the devil herself came


    from the other side.¡± Bren? Bren! Are you in there?¡±


    Deirdre¡¯s heart stopped for a millisecond. How did she know he was in there!? If she found out-what


    was she going to exin this away?


    She shoved Brendan aside. ¡°You got to hide! Now!¡¯


    Brendan initially wanted to assure her it was fine, but seeing her cheeks turning red suddenly made


    him consider teasing her instead. ¡°Where?¡± ¡°The closet? The bathroom? Christ, take the balcony way


    out!¡±


    Brendan was not the slightest bit panicked. ¡®The closet is stuffy. The bathroom is too wet. And the


    balcony is too dangerous!¡±


    He had an excuse for every single one of her suggestions! The nerve!


    She red at him. ¡°Damn it, stop fooling around!¡±


    The corner of Brendan¡¯s lips curled. ¡°Kiss me, and I¡¯ll stop horsing around and help.¡±


    Now was not the time for her to fight! She quickly stood on tiptoe and leaned close to his cheek.


    Brendan turned just in time before her lips pecked his skin. Their lips met- with more force from him,


    too. He did not try to hold back, either. His tongue went so wild Deirdre¡¯s face turnedpletely red


    while the tip of her ears burned.


    It was finally over. She thought she was going to die from asphyxiation.


    Shakily, she tugged on his sleeve and said, ¡°H-Hide¡­ Q-Quickly¡­ h-ide¡­¡±


    Brendan tucked a lock of loose hair into her hair. ¡°Do you know? Charlene watched me enter your


    room. She was the one who told me to, actually, so I don¡¯t need to hide.¡±


    Deirdre stiffened.


    Irritation and indignation began to ovee her. ¡°Brendan Brighthall! Did you just deceive me!?¡± ¡°Did


    I?¡± Brendan wondered innocently. ¡°I don¡¯t recall actually telling you I needed to hide in the first ce.


    Where¡¯s the deception?¡±


    He was the one that told her to kiss him so he would cooperate! And when she nned to just nt a


    light kiss on his cheek, he did a bait-and-switch and turned it into a¡­ a¡­


    Deirdre felt her body bursting into mes at that thought. She thinned her lips in silence while Brendan


    teased her. ¡°Mmm. Sweet.¡±


    There was obviously something else nestled in his remark. Before Deirdre could question him further,


    though, Brendan opened the door.


    ¡°Bren!¡± The other woman eximed almost too eagerly while not-so- secretly scanning Deirdre¡¯s bed.


    There was no sign of post-sex mess-a thought that relieved her. Charlene was beginning to worry that


    Deirdre was going to use her wiles to one-up her. After all, those two had been inside fora long time.


    She had sacrificed way too much to get Brendan back to her side. There was no way she would want


    to give Deirdre any chance to steal him back away again!


    ¡°What?¡±


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    Charlene studied Brendan¡¯s untouched, unwrinkled shirt and shed a smile. ¡°I made a nice pot of


    meat broth in the kitchen. Would love it if you tried it!¡± ¡°You¡¯re pregnant. Aren¡¯t you afraid you might get


    hurt in the kitchen?¡±


    Charlene thought it was an obvious sign of concern. Gleeful, she shot a smug, provocative sneer at


    Deirdre, her mood only slightly dampened by the fact that her look was wasted on blind eyes.


    ¡°Aww, I knew I had to make something nutritious and energizing after seeing how busy you had been


    these days. For you, nothing scares me.¡±

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    Chapter 934


    Chapter 934 Everything I Do-I Do It For You


    Brendan sneered and left Deirdre¡¯s room. Charlene was about to follow him when a thought leaped into


    her mind. She turned around, studying the awkward expression on her face, and beamed smugly.


    ¡°I made quite a lot of broth today. Miss McKinnon. Would you like to have a sip?¡±


    Deirdre shot a brief nce at her and pretended to be deaf.


    Charlene chuckled, unperturbed, but something deep inside her eyes revealed malice. ¡°It¡¯s okay. All I¡¯m


    asking is that you attend my wedding at the end of the month. Please, Miss McKinnon¡­ I insist.¡±


    For the rest of the month, Brendan seemed to pour all of his attention into the wedding preparations.


    News about it traveled so far and wide that Den King heard of it all the way from Eastgene. It was


    what prompted him to call.


    Deirdre was the one who answered. She told him everything unreservedly. When she was done,


    Den snickered. ¡°Ooh, mysterious. What is our boy Brendan cooking right now?¡±


    Deirdre had no idea, either.


    ¡°If I know anything about this guy, it¡¯s that our boy¡¯s got an ace up his sleeves and is just setting


    everything up for it.¡± Den continued. ¡°Damn. This is actually making me feel bad about being so


    busy these days! I would have dly tried to watch the show unfold in the flesh!¡± ¡°No, no. Whatever


    you¡¯re working on is more important than this,¡± she replied.


    Brendan had told her before about Den¡¯s fight to im the Kings¡¯ inheritance, so she knew Den


    could not afford to ck off. ¡°If you¡¯re that interested in how it ends, then when it¡¯s over, I¡¯ll report


    everything to you immediately.¡±


    Denughed dryly. ¡°Good idea, except¡­ it¡¯s bad. You forgot the part where Brendan gets jealous.¡±


    Deirdre was just about to dispute that when she felt her waist being pulled into a man¡¯s arms. Brendan


    rested his head on her shoulder and drank in Deirdre¡¯s scent.


    ¡°Who¡¯s that?¡± he asked, his tone slightly prickly. ¡®You¡¯re so focused you didn¡¯t even realize I¡¯m here.¡±


    He subconsciously tightened his arms around her waist while grazing Deirdre¡¯s shoulder with his lips. It


    tickled her, and she shrank into her neck.


    ¡°Male or female?¡± he asked again.


    She rolled her eyes. ¡°It¡¯s just Den, okay?¡±


    Brendan immediately hung up the call.


    ¡°Hey!¡± Deirdre protested. ¡°He had to squeeze some time out of his busy schedule to call, Brendan! He


    just wanted to know how you¡¯ve been doing over here! It¡¯s bad enough that you didn¡¯t talk to him. Did


    you really have to just end the call like that?¡±


    Brendan nibbled on her shoulder. ¡°Pfft! Whatever time he made should be used to getting himself a


    wife instead of coveting someone else¡¯s wife,¡± he grumbled. ¡°Giving him the cold shoulder should teach


    him how to behave.¡±


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    Jealousy. Nothing else could exin it.


    Deirdre btedly realized that Den really knew his friend, after all. He could even predict Brendan


    being a green-eyed monster before it happened!


    Still, she could not help but retort, ¡°How immature are you? Den is just a friend of mine and your


    bro!¡± ¡°And?¡± Brendan retorted matter-of-factly. ¡°Bro or no bro, nobody¡¯s going to squander my precious


    moments with my love. Didn¡¯t you notice, Deirdre? We haven¡¯t been talking for¡­ four days and seven


    hours.¡±


    Deirdre scanned the door to the living room. Charlene had not returned from shopping yet. ¡°Whose


    fault is that? You¡¯re busy nning the wedding of the century for Charlene. It¡¯s such a gigantic event


    that everyone knows about it. It¡¯s only natural that you¡¯re going to lose some of your downtime.¡±


    Brendan said nothing.


    Deirdre could not contain her curiosity. ¡°I don¡¯t get it, Brendan. What are you thinking, really? Why


    make the wedding known to everyone? If something happens in the middle of it, it¡¯s going to add a


    world of troubles to you.¡±


    Brendan considered her grave expression. ¡°Is that concern I hear?¡±


    Deirdre frowned. Before she could reply, though, he pulled her into his embrace. ¡°Don¡¯t worry. Dee.


    Everything I do is for you. I wouldn¡¯t be bothered to do anything less.¡±

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    Chapter 935


    Chapter 935 Who Did the Makeup For You?


    Deirdre was stunned into silence for a moment. Then, a series of footsteps came, announcing an


    intruder.


    Charlene strode inside the room. Brendan and Deirdre were about a few meters apart, with thetter


    staring at the floor with an awkward grimace.


    ¡°Bren!¡± She cried out while secretly seething. Damn it! No matter how hard she tried to prevent it, this


    b*tch would always find a way to charm Brendan! Suppressing her rage, she smiled and asked, ¡°What


    happened? Miss McKinnon¡¯s wearing a terrible grimace.¡±


    What she called ¡°a terrible grimace¡± was really just Deirdre¡¯s face turning red from being flustered.


    Charlene could not tell, but Brendan could-and he gave a long, hard look


    ¡°Nothing. Bumped into her aftering back here from work. We talked a little.¡± ¡°Really? Was a talk


    enough for her to make that face?¡± Charlene remarked coquettishly as she snaked her arm around


    Brendan¡¯s. ¡°Jeez, you should really be kinder and gentler to Miss McKinnon, you know? That kid she¡¯s


    pregnant with is yours, remember?¡±


    Every choice of her words was designed to unt her status as Mrs.


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    Bright hall. In fact, she even found it pertinent to brag about what they had to do tomorrow. ¡°Bren, we¡¯re


    going to take our wedding pictures tomorrow! What time are you going to be free?¡± ¡°The whole


    afternoon.¡± ¡°Three in the afternoon, then? How¡¯s that sound?¡±


    Brendan nodded.


    Charlene thought of Deirdre being there and smiled. ¡°Would you like to tag along, Miss McKinnon? You


    seem starved of entertainment at home anyway, so maybe you cane and be my ideas-woman.¡±


    Deirdre shed her teeth. ¡°Your impable IQ is showing, Miss McKinney. Nobody would be brilliant


    enough to ask a blind woman to give them ideas for photoshoots.¡±


    Charlene ignored the sarcasm altogether and grabbed her hand. ¡°I know you can¡¯t see it, but I trust


    your instincts on these things! After all, you¡¯re the one who was married to Bren first. So, you got to


    pardon me for being, well¡­¡±


    She feigned timidity. ¡°Inexperienced.¡±


    Deirdre pulled her hand out of Charlene¡¯s grip. ¡°Don¡¯t worry. I¡¯m sure you¡¯ll have plenty of experience


    for your next marriage. Now, if there¡¯s nothing of note to waste my time here, excuse me.¡±


    She left.


    Charlene bit her lips in a show of hurt. ¡°Did I say something wrong, Bren? She was snapping at me!¡±


    Brendan watched the young woman¡¯s back disappearing into the horizon, his eyes twinkling. When he


    spoke, though, he could not sound more apathetic and impatient. ¡°She¡¯s always been like this. Don¡¯t


    waste your time wondering.¡±


    It was soon the end of the month. Brendan¡¯s PR machine was a sess- the wedding became the talk


    of the entire city. The entrance to the neighborhood was absolutely crawling with media waiting for a


    scoop.


    Charlene, after having her makeup done, left for the venue early. Only a stylist stayed behind and


    knocked on Deirdre¡¯s door. ¡°Miss McKinnon? I¡¯m here to do your makeup.¡±


    Deirdre opened the door and let the stylist work, though it soon became clear that thetter was a


    newbie-judging by how many times they removed their previous attempts just to do it again. When it


    was finally done, the stylist pulled Deirdre¡¯s evening gown out of their case and chucked it onto her


    bed.


    ¡°Sorry, I¡¯m in a bit of a hurry, so you¡¯ll have to get dressed on your own. My ride is waiting for me


    outside. I am needed elsewhere,¡± they said and left.


    Deirdre felt the gown for a while. It took a long time for her to guess that it was likely an off-the-shoulder


    maxi dress.


    It was only after she put it on that she realized it was at least one sizerger than her actual frame.


    Mrs. Engel pushed the door open after finishing her chores, saw her evening wear, and took a sharp


    breath. ¡°Why the heck is it in this color?¡± ¡°What color is it?¡± ¡°Yellow, muddy yellow, dirt yellow, you get


    the idea. It¡¯s the kind of color that would make yourplexion look dull and make it hard for your


    makeup toplement it¡­¡±


    The older woman raised her eyes to Deirdre¡¯s face and immediately gasped.¡± Bless my heart! Who on


    Earth did your makeup for you, honey?!¡± Deirdre rubbed her cheek. ¡°Is it bad?¡±

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    Chapter 936


    Chapter 936 Counterstrike


    "Lord Almighty, it¡¯s worse than bad.It¡¯s designed to ruin every strength and grace your lovely face


    possesses!" Mrs.Engel seethed.


    "I can¡¯t believe she¡¯s this¡­ this¡­ wrathful! Small - hearted! Ungracious! "If she''s that worried about you


    stealing her thunder at her own wedding, then she should have never invited you in the first ce ¡ª


    simple as that! Why invite you to such an important asion and then try to ruin your looks like that? If


    you go there like that, you''ll be the punchline of the evening!"


    Deirdre wasparatively calmer.


    "That¡¯s exactly what she wants."


    It¡¯s her live wedding, for crying out loud! God, she would sacrifice even her own wedding if it meant she


    could embarrass you somehow!"


    Mrs.Engel snarled indignantly.


    Who in this entire world would want her wedding to focus on someone else other than herself and have


    it smeared by a joke? Well, Charlene was the only woman mad enough to do that!


    "It¡¯s okay," Deirdre replied cidly.


    This was exactly as she had predicted.


    In fact, it was milder.


    "The makeup isn¡¯t a big deal.I¡¯ll just need to remove itpletely and make some small changes.It¡¯s


    the dress that is the problem."


    She grabbed a fistful of surplus fabric at the hem, troubled.


    "It¡¯s too big."


    She could put it on¡ªand not much else.She could not walk in it¡ª without straps on her shoulders or


    around her neck, the bodice could slip down her breasts at any moment.


    Mrs.Engel was panicking, too.She reached her hand into the space between Deirdre¡¯s bra and the


    bodice and, to her horror, found space at least half a palm wide.


    Even when stationary, the bodice looked like it was going to fall off at any given moment.


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    "Oh, no.We don¡¯t have time to change into something else, do we? Your ride''s waiting downstairs! And


    we don¡¯t have a sash with us right now...What are we going to do?"


    Deirdre grabbed a fistful of her dress before suddenly raising her head.


    "Are you handy with a needle, Mrs.Engel?"


    "Well, yes.It¡¯s a staple for us country bumpkins.We sew clothes all the time..." Mrs.Engel stopped.


    "Wait a sec! You are not asking me to tighten your dress right now, are you?"


    She did not wait for Deirdre to exin before waving her hands emphatically.


    "I can¡¯t do it, Miss McKinnon! I''m not a professional seamstress, and this dress is one of those tailored-


    made high- ss dresses! If I botch it, you¡¯ll be wearing rags!" Deirdre smiled.


    "Honestly? I doubt anything could be worse than this right now.Come on, Mrs.Engel.You don¡¯t want me


    to have to hold my waist and press my hand on my breasts throughout the whole night,


    right?"Mrs.Engel was still balking at the idea when Deirdre tried to assuage her.


    "Don¡¯t worry.I¡¯ll teach you."


    Brendan¡¯s wedding was hosted in The Sesseur, a luxury hotel in the bustling center of the city.


    The wedding itself had already be a viral topic for all, and so suddenly, everyone was eager to


    glimpse at the wedding - of -the- century unfolding from the entrance alone.Deirdre emerged from her


    ride and let the bellboy lead her into the main hall.As soon as she entered, someone began to whisper,


    "Is that Deirdre McKinnon?"


    The rest of the crowd began to turn.


    Charlene was chatting with her friends.


    As soon as she heard Deirdre¡¯s name, she turned with a smug, expectant smile.Her smile evaporated.


    The young woman, standing by the door, was wearing an off-the- shoulder maxi dress that showed off


    her insane, envy-drawing curves.


    She managed topletely eclipse her in elegance just by standing there.


    Charlene had done her best to pick the most offensive evening gown she could to humiliate Deirdre,


    yet she had made changes to it that just turned the tables.


    She had gathered every extra fabric into graceful pleats around her bodice, bringing a ssh of


    creativity to an otherwise in top without having it draw attention away from the wearer.


    Crinkles from the pleats stretched all the way to her waist before being sewn tightly into a wrap, and


    now suddenly, the top half of the dress looked like a subtle work of art.


    As for her makeup¡ªit had beenpletely redone from what Charlene had nned.


    All Deirdre did was put on some lipstick, and she was already too beautiful to be described! The crowd


    was dazzled.


    "This is the cousin of Brendan''s ex-wife? I didn¡¯t think she would look so regal! So elegant! So ethereal


    and beautiful! No wonder Brendan cared so much about her! I wouldn¡¯t be able to let a beauty like that


    suffer without my chest hurting!"

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    Chapter 937


    Chapter 937 Let¡¯s Get The Show on The Road


    "Brendan really knows how to choose his woman, dang! Remember Charlene McKinney? That one


    was gorgeous too, man.Too bad the woman this time..."


    Someone began topare the bride herself with Deirdre.


    "I thought Charlie McKinsey was pretty, but now his ex-wife''s cousin is here, I gotta say¡­ damn.


    That ain¡¯t a gap.It¡¯s an entire level of difference!"


    "Maybe Brendan cares more about the vibe, ya know? But if it were me, I''d definitely tie my knot with


    McKinnon, 100%."


    The crowd began tough up their sleeves while Charlene had to maintain a smile despite broiling.


    What did these little sh*ts mean by ¡®an entire level of difference''? Were they blind or nuts!? And that


    b*tch! The color and style of the dress should have made it impossible to shine in an event as grand as


    this! How the hell did she turn a piece of rock into a gemstone!? She used the dress to somehow


    elevate herself! F*cking b*tch! Charlene whipped her head in the direction of the stylist following her,


    irate.


    The surprised stylist shook their head anxiously as a way to tell her they had no idea what had


    happened.


    Charlene took a deep breath.


    Fine! Let her win this one.


    There were plenty more tricks up her sleeves! She beckoned to a waitress and asked, "How¡¯s the


    preparation?"


    "It¡¯splete."


    Charlene nodded and finished her wine in one go.


    A cruel smile pooled into her eyes.


    Deirdre was going to be led into a room where six hungry men were waiting.


    Sure, she could amend the dress.


    Fine, she redid her makeup.


    But once she stepped into that room...well, everything would be outside her control.


    And then everything that would happen would be broadcast live to the screen in the middle of the hall.


    Every media outlet in Neve would get to watch just how much of a disgusting wh*re Deirdre was! That


    thought brightened Charlene¡¯s mood like a charm.


    Deirdre stood at a distance from where she was.


    Even as the waitress gave her a ss, she held it without taking a sip.


    Then, one of them approached her and asked, "Is this Miss McKinnon?"


    Deirdre nodded.


    "What is it?"


    "Miss McKinsey and Mr.Brighthall will have their wedding ceremony outdoors, but it¡¯s going to go on for


    a while, and there will not be any chairs on site.Mr.Brighthall was worried that your heels would make


    standing for long hours uncontroble for you, so he told me to escort you to the lounge in the


    meantime.When the wedding ceremony begins, I¡¯ll lead you to the site."


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    "Brendan?"


    Deirdre¡¯s furrowed eyebrows rxed.


    "Great! Please, lead the way."


    The waitress led her out of the hall as Charlene watched, her anticipation rising in tandem.It reached a


    fever pitch when Deirdre¡¯s silhouette disappeared into a corner.She even lost the mood for small talk.


    All she could think about was the performance she had been waiting for...


    Before the screen lit up, though, a waitress came to her.


    "Miss McKinsey, Mr.Brighthall¡¯s not feeling well.I think he¡¯s having a bout of gastric issues.He said you


    have his medicines with you, so he wanted you to see him.Please bring his coat along, too."


    Charlene snapped out of her thoughts.


    So that was why she had not seen Brendan for so long! No, the show was about to hit the road, and he


    had to be there! He had to witness it when it happened! "Where is he?"


    "He¡¯s in the makeup lounge."


    "Okay! I¡¯ming!"


    Charlene dragged her long, draping dress and hurried to her destination.


    She knocked, but there was no answer.


    Maybe Brendan was in too much pain to answer her.


    Frantically, she shoved the door open.


    Darkness overwhelmed her like a shroud.


    Before Charlene could draw the curtains, a pair of hands reached out to her and dragged her to the


    couch.


    "Bren?"


    She moaned as she crashed onto the cushion.


    Seeing the man''s frantic behavior made her coy.


    "What got into you? Today''s our wedding day! Can you at least wait until it¡¯s over?"

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    Chapter 938


    Chapter 938 They Forced Themselves on Me!


    The man did not answer her.


    In fact, Charlene quickly felt another pair of handsing for her.


    This time, she shrieked and pped it away.


    Someone pulled the curtains away, and the light revealed six men in the room with her¡ªall of them


    obviously drugged.


    Most of them were sitting on the floor, tripping out of their wits, but two of them were staring at


    Charlene with lust in their eyes.


    Blood was drained out of Charlene¡¯s face.


    "Why are you here!? I told you to wait at the guests¡¯ lounge!"


    Unfortunately, these people were too far gone to listen to any instruction.


    One of them pped their hand on Charlene''s lips while the other began to remove her clothes against


    her will.She struggled but could not break free at all.


    And yet, toward the end, Charlene stopped resisting and...danced with them.


    Someone hammered at the door from outside, waking Charlene out of her trance.She quickly shoved


    the men away, horror overwhelming her visage.


    Something was not right! There was something seriously wrong with the odor in the room! Panic and


    fear sprung out of the depth of her heart.It was then that the door was kicked open, revealing a horde


    of wedding guests packed outside.


    Standing in the middle of it all was Brendan, whose face was shrouded in an icy re.


    Still dressed in his groom''s tuxedo, his visage looked as if the most bitter winter had a face.He was as


    furious as any groom who found his bride having an affair on the day of their wedding...and then was


    found out immediately.


    He looked so terrifying that the men were shocked out of their stupor and began to get dressed.


    Charlene¡¯s heart stopped momentarily before she forced herself to squeeze some tears out into a sob.


    "B- Bren! They forced me! They forced me into...into...I''m so terrified, Brendan!"


    She feigned victimhood at the drop of a hat, sure nobody saw what happened here.


    Unfortunately, other than the rage on Brendan¡¯s face, the rest of the guests simply regarded her with


    disgust and disdain.


    One of them could not stop himself.


    "Drop the act, Charli! Your performance was shown on the big screen right there in the hall! You didn¡¯t


    look forced at all!"


    What! ? Charlene froze on the bed.


    The entire thing...


    had been broadcast on the screen? But that was supposed to be for Deirdre! "T can¡¯t believe that


    whole self-respecting, demure attitude you put on was a disguise to your true, disgusting *ss! And that


    appetite, oh my God! Six men! So, one man isn¡¯t enough for you! ? And to do it on your wedding day...


    How low can you go? If it weren''t for the surveince camera, the groom might have never known his


    wife¡¯s true character!"


    "I didn¡¯t even know she was this shameless.And then to lie about being forced after everyone saw her!


    If she was being raped or coerced, she would have looked afraid, rmed, and in pain! But she just


    looked like she enjoyed it!"


    "Which means this has happened more than once! Eee! Oh, I really pity Mr.Brigthall.He went


    through so much to prepare this wedding for her, but she just..."


    Charlene¡¯s brain was buzzing.


    The crowd¡¯s moral umbrage and invectives were making her grimace, but above it all, she was seized


    by hapless panic.


    How had ite to this! ? The woman lying on the bed and bing the target of their vilification


    should have been Deirdre! Why was Charlene the one ensnared now!? And why were these men in the


    room where she did her makeup? And all of them were obviously drugged.


    Even she was, too! Charlene''s face was as white as a sheet.She could not bear to continue her train of


    thought.She turned to Brendan and exined frantically, "None of what they say is true! It¡¯s not what


    you think! Someone...Someone drugged me! I''d never betray you like this! My heart belongs to you!


    This is a conspiracy!"


    She wrapped herself in a sheet and lurched toward him, who deadpanned.


    Still, she could see a flicker of doubt in his eyes.


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    Charlene seized onto it and threw herself at his foot.


    "Something''s wrong with this room! There¡¯s an odor, Bren! You got to investigate it! There is something


    wrong, and you need to investigate it! It made me lose my senses and reason, I swear! It made me see


    you in them! That was why I did it!"

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    Chapter 939


    Chapter 939 The Wedding Will Be Dyed Indefinitely


    Charlene covered her face and wept bitterly.


    She was so good at bursting into tears to the detriment of her dignity that it began to move some of the


    crowd into doubting their initial moralist instinct.


    Brendan was about to say something when one of the guests burst out of the horde and pped


    Charlene.


    "You lying, two-timing b*tch!" the man thundered.


    "What did you tell me when you slept with me? B*tch, you told me you''re only in this for Brendan¡¯s


    money.You told me you would run away with me once you got the money, but what did you do? You


    threw a six- against-one orgy behind my back! Does it kill you not to have a d* ck inside you fora


    moment! ?"


    His invective, plus that p that came from nowhere, shocked Charlene.


    When she finally recovered and looked at the man, she ignored her disheveled hair and shrieked,


    "Who the f*ck are you!? I don''t even know you! Security! This guy just slung an untrue nder at me,


    and I want him out!"


    As she covered her face, the man''s features became twisted.


    "F*ck me! This b*tch recognizes a man by his d*ck instead of his face! Fine, Charli! You asked for this!"


    He produced a stack of photos from his pocket and cast it to the floor.


    "Now tell me if you don''t f*cking recognize me again!" he snarled.


    Charlene locked at the floor and saw photos of herself and the man she had slept with.


    She wanted to be pregnant so much that she would have sex with anyone to get a child.


    Sometimes, when her benefactor forgot to bring her some men, she suppressed her self- hatred and


    looked for anyone open for a casual hookup.


    She had never thought it would be a chance for extortion...or these scandalous pictures.


    Charlene¡¯s face turned white.She wed at those photos and ripped them to shreds.


    "No! None of these are real! These are fake! Doctored!"


    Her instinct, though, told everyone a different story.


    They began to whisper among themselves.


    "So, she threw an orgy party at her wedding and had sex with different people in private? And then


    when she got pregnant, she said it¡¯s Mr.Brigthall''s? Oh my God, what a shameless skank!"


    "For f*ck¡¯s sake! I never thought I¡¯d ever get to know a woman this shameless in my life! Now I just feel


    bad for Mr.Brighthall.The woman he loves turned out to be promiscuous.She doesn''t even possess the


    decency to behave during the wedding itself!"


    "Uh-oh.Bet the media outside got wind of this scoop.Man, how cursed would my life be if this was the


    woman I ended up marrying!"


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    The crowd''s invectives simply would not stop.


    Feelings of disgust spread among them like a contagion.


    Brendan had not spoken a single word since Charlene was caught red-handed.


    That frigid re never left his face¡ªand neither did any warmth ever return to his eyes.


    It was clear just how much he was suppressing his rage.His lividity was leaking out of him, and soon


    enough, the crowd sensed it.


    Thementaries died down to whispers.


    No one dared speak any louder.


    Brendan tidied his cor impatiently before turning to the man.


    "Who let you in? Get out of my sight! Now!"


    Against his hailstorm like temperament, the man opened his mouth ineffectively before scurrying away,


    apprehensive.


    A glint flitted through Charlene¡¯s otherwise despondent eyes.


    Brendan turned to the crowd.


    "Whatever happened on screen tonight was aplete ident.I''llunch an investigation to see


    whether Lena was drugged, and then I¡¯ll provide an exnation.Before a conclusion is made, I don¡¯t


    want to see anymentaries, any mass propagation, or anyone mentioning this incident at all!"


    It was reasonable that Brendan hoped to cover this up.


    Since the guests were all part of his social circle, they, too, knew that leaking this incident to the wider


    world benefitted no one.


    Thus, they nodded.


    "Loud and clear, Mr.Brighthall! We were never here."


    "We were just here for the reception! We know nothing and saw nothing."


    It was easy for them to be a little generous¡ª especially when they were the ones who got to watch this


    exciting scandal unfold right in front of their eyes.


    Besides, everyone knew that Brendan had the power to control the press and the media to keep this


    incident under wraps.


    Brendan scanned the surroundings and ordered Sam, "The reception is canceled.Inform everyone,


    including the media, that the bride''s unwell, and the wedding has to be dyed indefinitely."


    "Understood!"


    Sam immediately began sending the guests away.


    The corridor began to clear.


    Soon enough, the only people there were Brendan and Charlene, who was still cowering on the floor.

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    Chapter 940


    Chapter 940 It¡¯s All Deirdre¡¯s Evil n!


    Charlene regarded him as though he was her messiah.


    Throwing her arms around his thigh, sheunched a litany to exin why she was innocent despite the


    weight of evidence showing otherwise.


    "Bren, you believe me, don¡¯t you? Someone set me up! I don¡¯t know who, but I know they¡¯re trying to


    destroy me.You know I devote my heart and soul to you, Bren! How could I possibly want to be with


    any other guys!?" Brendan said nothing, even as Charlene tightened her arms around his legs.


    He took a cigarette out of his pocket and lit it up.


    When white smoke started to swirl in the air around them, he finally looked down at her.


    "How big of an idiot do you think I am, Charlene?"


    Charlene considered the frigid look on his face and shivered.


    "I¡¯m willing to excuse your...orgy with the possibility that you¡¯ve been drugged." He continued.


    "But what about those pictures? How are you supposed to exin that away? Doctored? Deep fake?"


    His inquisitor¡¯s tone bleached Charlene¡¯s visage.Her lips were quivering in fear.She tried her best to


    weave a convincing excuse despite herself.


    "No! B-Bren¡ª I was coerced on that one, too!"


    She reeled in realization.


    "Of course! That b*stard pulled me into an alley before I could notice him and then took these pictures


    to threaten me! I had no choice but to sleep with him, Bren! Believe me.I¡¯m in so much agony and


    pain.I¡¯m a victim!"


    "Sounds like he coerced you, huh?"


    Sarcasm filled Brendan¡¯s eyes as though he was watching a clown.


    Charlene¡¯s panic doubled at the sight.


    Then, Brendan asked, "Why didn¡¯t you tell me when it happened?"


    "I...wouldn''t dare!"


    Charlene sobbed.She let her tears generously streamed down her cheeks.


    "Bren, I was...so scared you''d reject me ...by thinking I¡¯m unclean! M-Maybe you wouldn¡¯t want me


    anymore! What would happen then? I thought it¡¯d be over if I just did what he wanted me to do that one


    time, but h-he showed up at our wedding and d-do this!"


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    Brendan sank into silence as if he believed half of it.


    It was then that Sam whispered something in his ears, prompting Brendan to extinguish his cigarette


    before leaving after Sam.


    Charlene watched his back vanishing into the farthest end of the corridor and gripped the carpet.


    She thought about what had happened thus far and felt an uncontroble, dizzy spell attacking her.She


    was supposed to be Brendan''s bride today! She was supposed to turn from an unknown Charlene


    McKinney, who nobody cared about, to Charli Brighthall, the most important and treasured elite in all of


    Neve! So why? Why did this happen? How did she allow herself to be set up like this!? Her mind raced


    to the moment when a waitress told her Brendan needed help with his stomachache.


    That was the reason Charlene had hurried to this room¡ªwhere the trap was waiting.She felt a chill


    climbing up her spine.


    Her ankles turned weak.


    She was about to put her clothes back on when she heard sounds.


    A quiet discussion outside.


    To her surprise, Deirdre¡¯s voice was involved.


    She yanked the sheet over herself and snuck to the corner.


    Deirdre was standing akimbo with the waitress Charlene had bribed earlier.


    They were talking.


    "The n worked exactly as we wanted, right, Miss McKinnon? I fooled Charli into thinking you got


    caught in her design, but really, we just made her the target of her own n instead! Now that her


    scandals are out, Mr.Brighthall will never want to marry her ever again!"


    Deirdre¡¯s face was animated with a smile.


    "Atta girl! I knew my money talks!"


    "Duh, obviously? I told you, Miss McKinnon.If the price is right, you can do more than just steal


    Mr.Brighthall¡¯s heart back.You can even ruin Charli McKinsey like it¡¯s just another Tuesday."


    Charlene yanked the sheet to her beck, her chest almost bursting from rage.


    Waves and waves of pain from her previous ordeal attacked her at the same time.She was tempted to


    lunge at Deirdre, yank her hair, and smack her against the wall.So, that was why her scheme against


    Deirdre had not worked.That b*tch had managed to bribe the waitress into doing her bidding instead!

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    Chapter 941


    Chapter 941 They Won¡¯t Spread The News


    Charlene''s mind raced to everything that had happened to her back there as fear, panic, and lividity


    ravaged her.But now was not the time to lose control.


    She recalled how Brendan tried his best to maintain hisposure and defended her despite being


    humiliated by the ordeal.


    It meant that he still cared about her and had enough care and love for her that he could not bear to


    watch her suffer.


    She had to secure this man! If Brendan decided to abandon her, those people she had been forced to


    work with...


    they had even less reservation about abandoning her, too.


    Someone whose reputation had gone down the sh*tter to the elite circle could not possibly rise up on


    their own ever again! After squaring the pros and cons of her options, Charlene turned on her heels


    and left quickly.


    The waitress watched her darting away, and the smug grin on her face disappeared.


    Solemnly, she said, "She''s gone, Miss McKinnon."


    Deirdre rubbed her arms, which were cold from being exposed to the AC.


    "Phew! Thank you so much."


    "No need to thank me! I owe Mr.Brighthall a personal debt.So, honestly, joining in a ruse to fool her is


    nothing.Hell, I¡¯d dly throw my life away for him!"


    Deirdre shed a smile while her mind retraced to the incident.


    She was there when it happened¡ªnot among the crowd but hiding in the corner.


    She had heard the entire exchange, too.


    She had listened to the crowd directing their umbrage at Charlene, then the man who they had hired to


    escte the situation, novelebook and finally, Brendan cleaning up the mess from "the goodness of his


    heart."


    If she was allowed to be honest, Deirdre felt a little tinge of smug satisfaction.


    Charlene was one of the people who had harmed her mother¡ªshe deserved what she got today.


    After Brendan finished settling loose ends, he returned to the lounge.


    As soon as he opened the door, though, Charlene threw her arms around his waist, shaking.


    "Bren! Oh, God, Bren! You¡¯re back! I really thought you had already abandoned me!" She wept pitifully.


    "I¡¯m begging you.Please don¡¯t cast me aside! You¡¯re the only one I got!"


    Nothing about his handsome but deadpanned visage changed.He simply removed his hand away from


    hers, his eyes shrouded in an unreadable emotion.


    Charlene watched him withdraw his hand from hers, her anxiety growing.


    "B-Bren?"


    "What makes you think I¡¯m interested in a woman who has betrayed me, Charlene?"


    Brendan narrowed his eyes.


    There was resentment in his voice.


    "If you stay with me, everyone will know Brendan Brighthall simps for a woman who¡¯s gone wild with all


    kinds of men behind his back! Do you know what that means! ?"


    Charlene froze, but she knew what he was implying.


    Brendan was angry about her betrayal.But if he really was disgusted with her, he would have discarded


    her right there and then.He would not have given her a second chance! "Bren, I know your pain.More


    than anyone¡ªmore than you, even ¡ªI feel like jumping off a bridge after something like this


    happened!"


    Charlene sobbed behind her hands.


    "But I can¡¯t leave you after...After all the things you¡¯ve done for me.You tried to stop this incident from


    leaking out to the public, which means you still...care about me, right? ¡®I swear, this isn''t gonna happen


    again! I promise, I swear! Please, just forgive me for this once, okay?"


    Brendan lit his cigarette impatiently.


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    A whileter, he grumbled, "It''s impossible to stop the news from leaking out, don¡¯t you get it?


    novel.eb.ookYou should have known someone has been trying to ruin me! If this incident gets out


    there, it''ll y right into those conspirators¡¯ hands.Do you understand me? I won''t be able to save you,


    so don¡¯t cry about me abandoning you!"


    "No! It won¡¯t spread!" Charlene sprung up.


    "They won¡¯t spread the news!"


    Brendan shot her a curious look.


    "And why is that?"


    Charlene actually had no idea¡ªshe just wanted him not to leave her, so she said whatever it was to


    help her get there.But now, she could only hesitantly bluff.


    "Because they don¡¯t have proof that it happened? Everyone who attended our reception was one of our


    own, right? Of course they would keep their mouths shut."

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    Chapter 942


    Chapter 942 Don¡¯t me Me For Abandoning You!


    Brendan sneered.


    "Well, well.Aren¡¯t you naive?"


    Sam knocked on the door at just that moment, his visage grim.


    Brendan extinguished his cigarette and asked, "What¡¯s wrong?"


    Sam shot a resentful nce at Charlene.


    "Someone¡¯s taken pictures of what happened, so now...Charlene¡¯s scandal has been leaked out to the


    public and became viral.Everyone has been anticipating this wedding for so long that this piece of news


    immediately became the most viral discussion.We couldn¡¯t censor it at all."


    Brendan scowled in silence.


    Charlene was aghast.


    "But how? How did it get leaked! ?"


    "Why wouldn¡¯t it, huh!?"


    Sam snapped at her.


    "Mr.Brighthall had a target painted on his back these days, so of course, they would be d for a story


    that would ruin him in one fell swoop! Hell, it didn¡¯t just leak! They clearly put in money to deliberately


    amplify the story to all corners of the Inte! Not only does Mr.Brighthall have to suffer being seen as


    a cuckolded husband, but thepany¡¯s tanking in the stock market too! And all those billions of


    dors worth of contracts and partnerships were canceled and given to someone else!"


    "Sam!"


    Brendan warned.


    The man was too infuriated to stop.


    "Really, sir? Do you really think now is the time to defend her? A promiscuous woman like her doesn''t


    deserve you!"


    "I didn¡¯t ask for your opinion on my personal matters,"


    Brendan rebutted unhappily.


    Sam did quiet down, but it was clear from how he opened his mouth and closed it again that he had a


    lot more rage to vent than he was allowed.


    Brendan turned to Charlene.


    "I''ll ask you onest time.Is the baby mine?"


    Charlene nodded frantically and ignored her brain going nk.


    "Yours! It is yours, Bren!"


    "Okay," Brendan answered calmly.


    "I trust you.But if we can¡¯t solve this fiasco, then you¡¯re doomed."


    With that, Brendan and Sam began to convene on how to salvage their situation.


    Charlene quickly changed into her clothes and used the opening to call her benefactors from the


    bathroom.novelebook Her fingers were trembling even as she tried to punch the numbers in.


    How could they do this, spreading the news and making things worse like that? How was she going to


    be Mrs.Brighthall at this rate? How was she going to be his wife? Her brain was short-circuiting.


    She tried to call the same number repeatedly, but no call connected.


    As she panted, a chill climbed her spine.


    Did they just...abandon her to the wolves? Did they abandon her because they thought Brendan no


    longer wanted her after all that had happened, and so decided to sink the entire ship¡ªher included¡ªif


    it meant they could destroy Brendan more? F*ck! This was despite how much she helped them!


    Charlene was shaking with fury.


    She wished she could just chuck her phone outside in rage, but she could not afford to make too much


    noise.


    She gnashed her teeth, her blood boiling.


    A whileter, she emerged from the bathroom.


    By that point, Brendan was the only one left in the lounge.


    The man seemed to have be a chain-smoker since the ordeal.


    He had another cigarette between his fingers near his lips while he rested his other hand on the right


    side of the couch.


    Nicotine smog swirled and shrouded his visage from being properly seen.


    Charlene gripped her fists.


    After a long hard thought in the bathroom, she now knew who was the only one she could rely on.


    If those people abandoned her, then excuse her for choosing the other side! "I-Is this


    thing...salvageable, Bren?"


    Brendan extinguished the cigarette and studied her with his cold, unreadable eyes.He seemed irritated,


    but even if he were, he did not vent it out.


    "what do you think? After everything has happened, is there even a way to resolve it?" nove.leb.ook


    Charlene approached him and bit her lips.


    "Would it help if you...manage to sniff out the source of those against you?"


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    Brendan trained his eyes on her for a moment.


    "God, you make it sound so easy.Why would I trip so many times if it were that easy?"

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    Chapter 943


    Chapter 943 Who Do You Think Is Behind All of This?


    "Bren, I know someone who holds a grudge against you, but I can¡¯t ...tell if he¡¯s the real mastermind


    behind the conspiracy against you."


    "Oh?" Brendan''s interest was piqued.He focused his attention on Charlene''s face as though reading


    her.


    "Who is it?" She bit her lips.


    "I don¡¯t know his name, but I know he¡¯s not someone from Neve."


    "Not from Neve?"


    Brendan¡¯s eyebrows were furrowed together.


    "If he''s not someone who lives in Neve, then why would he hold a grudge against me?"


    "I don¡¯t know.I only learned this much when they asked me to work with them."


    "Work with them?"


    "Yes.They wanted to ruin you through my rtionship with me and even resorted topensating me


    financially."


    Her eyes shifted for a moment, and she decided she needed to express her loyalty.


    "But they were never as important to me as you are, so I said no to working with them.But given how


    much they wanted to destroy you, I bet they didn¡¯t let up just because I refused to help.So, all of this is


    probably...their doing."


    Brendan was silent.


    Grim.


    Charlene felt as though she was sitting on pines and needles.


    Gingerly, she looked at him and asked, "You don¡¯t believe me, do you, Bren?"


    "I believe you," he replied.


    "I was just...surprised that I somehow joined a man¡¯s hit list without even remembering such a thing


    had happened." Charlene breathed a sigh of relief.


    "Lightning strikes the tallest tree. Maybe you made enemies whenpeting for some lucrative


    projects, and now, they want you down." novelebook Brendan nodded, seemingly agreeing with her


    rationalization.


    His tone even became gentler.


    "Hey...Sorry for what happened to you today.I know you were set up, but now, you just helped me solve


    a big mystery.Once this is over, I¡¯ll clear your name, and we''ll have our wedding again."


    "B-Bren!" Charlene was overjoyed.


    She buried her head in his chest and began to sob.


    "I...I''m okay...I really am okay...I don¡¯t mind these things happening to me so long as you believe in


    me.""What do you mean we can¡¯t contact Charlene?"


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    A man was cracking his knuckles in a dark room in an unknown vi.


    He peeled open a little of the curtains and gazed at the world previously guarded against him.


    A man-¡ªhis underling¡ªshook his trembling head.


    "W-We can¡¯t contact her.A- And even with our people being there in the venue, no one saw her.N-


    Nobody knows where Brendan has brought her to..."


    The air in the room suddenly turned heavier by the second.


    Then, with one firm crack of his knuckles, he suddenly decked a backhanded p across his underling.


    "F*cking useless!"


    The underling dared not make a peep.He did not even dare soothe the searing pain ring on the side


    of his cheek.


    With his rage expressed, the man¡¯s eyes turned cold.


    "I knew that b *tch would be too stupid to get anything done, but I underestimated how inept she really


    is.To be set up right when she was about to marry him and have all of her reputation in tatters! ?"


    The underling hesitated for a moment before saying, "All of her pictures have been leaked to the


    public.She''s as good as done for."


    The man turned to the window.


    "Who do you think masterminded this?"


    "Who?"


    The underling was nonplussed.


    He observed the man''s face, saw only cidity instead of rage, and felt a little emboldened to


    answer,nove.le.book "Anyone is possible.Anyone but Brendan Brighthall, of course.It''s probably


    someone who''s against him, too.Someone who decided to seize the chance to destroy him."


    The man raised his eyebrow.


    "What makes you think it¡¯s not Brendan himself?"


    "Huh?"


    The underling cried out.


    Confused as he was, he managed to answer as sincerely as he could, "Well, nothing good wille to


    Brendan if he leaks it out to the press.Nothing good at all."

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    Chapter 944 Leaked Photos


    "Nothing makes a man wanna protect more than his ego, right? Especially someone like Brendan.We


    can see that from what happened a few years ago.How could someone like that even allow news of


    himself being cucked to be leaked to the world? It just doesn¡¯t make sense."


    The man sank into a pensive silence.


    The underling was not wrong, yet he could not help but think something was amiss about this entire


    event¡ªeven if he could not connect Brendan to the mastermind.


    A long beatter, the man finally broke his silence.


    "Charlene McKinney is not salvageable by this point.Time to use this.Add fuel into Brendan¡¯s chaos."


    Three dayster, another story rted to Charlene made the rounds.


    This time, intimate photos between herself and other men were under the spotlight.


    The leaker had stories, too.


    While Charlene was "a sl*t", Brendan was described as someone whose apparent chastity and self-


    control werepletely faked.


    He had predatory rtionships with many minors, the leaker imed, so his instinct was to protect


    Charlene after her promiscuity was revealed and dy their wedding.


    The pictures¡¯ existence added some believability to the leaker¡¯s im.


    Suddenly, Brendan became the center of the inte''s discussion.


    "Yo, y''all think this is true or nah? Do you think Brendan and Charli are both very problematic yers


    this whole time? I didn¡¯t even expect him to be like that.He looks so serious and upstanding, at


    least???"


    "simps, always remember: looks can be deceiving.You expect fidelity from people like them? You''re


    asking pigs to fly.Honestly, this whole thing only came to light by ident, and now we now.If Brendan


    was as innocent as people hope, bro would have immediately exined himself before sh*t¡¯s turned


    eleven."


    "Judging from the pictures, I think this leaker has got to be their friend or someone in their circle.


    That just makes things more believable, right? It¡¯s gotta be real!"


    "Okay, so my friend knows a call girl who''s close to Brendan.He would give her thousands of dors for


    a night, but this guy is terrible at sex.novelebook Worse, he¡¯s kinky asf and hurts them for his pleasure


    instead of theirs! So that call girl ran away after that one time.Now, the cat¡¯s out of the bag!"


    "For f*ck''s sake! The Brighthall Group needs someone other than this piece of sh*t to lead them


    already.What¡¯s the use of being a business genius if you¡¯re a problematic, predatory sh*tbag!?"


    The online discourse easily turned malicious.


    When Mrs.Engel¡ªwho caught up to thementaries while doing her grocery shopping¡ªreturned,


    she needed time just to calm down.


    "I swear, people nowadays will jump to conclusions before anything¡¯s even certain yet!" she ranted.


    "They will apologize to him for misunderstanding him and then point their fingers at him again just


    because of some unproven usations!"


    Deirdre propped her head with her palm and shed her a dry smile.


    "The worst has yet toe, Mrs.Engel.I think you should do your groceries online for the time


    being...We don¡¯t want people in the supermarket to recognize you."


    As Mrs.Engel chose her cooking ingredients, she continued venting.


    "That Charlene is a subus! I saw the pictures online, and I know it ain¡¯t fake.She can be loose all


    she wants, but dragging Mr.Brighthall through the mud like that!? God, he should have never taken her


    into this mansion!"Deirdre shushed and pointed at the stairs.


    "She might be listening." She was right.


    Charlene had been listening to their conversation from the first floor.


    It chilled her blood.


    When she saw those pictures online through herptop, she felt her heart plunging into the coldest


    abyss.


    Only those people had these pictures.


    She did not even have the courage to see what was being said about her online.


    Putting on a mask, she bolted out of the door and got into acab.


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    "Brighthall Group HQ." The driver turned to her questioningly.She looked down, avoiding his


    gaze.no.vele.book He finally started the engine.


    They arrived at the building.


    Reporters had already flooded the entrance, though the security managed to stop them by the steps


    leading to the door.


    It did not stop them from throwing out questions that stung, though.

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    Chapter 945 I''ll Tell the Media the Truth


    "why hasn¡¯t Mr.Brighthalle out to say anything after three days? Is it not the truth that his fiancee¡¯s


    been sleeping with other men? The fact that he remains silent even after this discovery makes people


    wonder if the rumors are true about him doing equally despicable things on his own.Is this him trying to


    give Charli a second chance because he needs to absolve his own guilt?"


    "Nobody with a healthy sense of self-worth would ept a partner like this! novelebook Does the fact


    that Brendan can show that he¡¯s someone who''s on the same boat as she is?"


    Charlene snuck out of the cab and entered the basement parking lot, making her way to the private


    passage.


    When she passed an employee by, she removed her mask to show them who she was.


    The employee regarded her with contempt and disgust, but they pushed the button to the highest floor


    and let her in silently.


    She reached the door to his office.


    Just one second before pushing the door open, she heard Sam shouting at his angriest.


    "We could still make up some excuse to reduce the damage from her scandal during the wedding if


    those photos were not leaked.


    But we''ve moved far beyond that already, Mr.Brighthall! Her pictures with other men have been leaked!


    If you insist on defending her, it won''t just be you who will be destroyed.


    The entire Brighthall Group will suffer along! "you have to wake up, sir! It''s time to abandon


    her!"Brendan said nothing.He simply drummed his fingers on his desk.


    Charlene clenched her fists anxiously.She pushed the door open.


    "C-Charlene?"


    Sam was stunned for a second¡ªonly to have his shock reced by disgust.


    "What are you doing here? Upset that the chaos is still too meek to your liking?"


    "Sam!"


    Brendan grumbled, his visage nipping.


    The cigarette in his hand burnt to half its length.


    Sam gritted through his rage and stormed out of his office, mming the door on his way out.


    Brendan waited until Sam was out before extinguishing his cigarette.He sniped a look at Charlene,


    no.vele,book and his features turned cold and hostile.


    "What are you here for?"


    "B-Bren..."


    Charlene stammered.She had no idea these people were heartless enough to dump her most


    humiliating photos out there.


    If she sat out of this one¡ªif she did not exin to Brendan firsthand why these photos existed¡ªshe


    would lose that onest straw she had to save herself.


    "I know you hate me so much you want to throw me out of the window right now, Bren, but please let


    me exin!" she said, her eyes red as she quivered.


    She had to force herself to let only a single tear trickle out.


    "Do you remember that day during our...wedding? I told you someone wanted me to help ruin you?"


    Something in Brendan¡¯s eyes burned.


    "Oh.So you''re telling me they are now ruining you because they didn¡¯t manage to destroy me enough."


    Charlene¡¯s tears burst out from her eyes.


    "Five months ago, they abducted me when I was out and forced me to work with them.I love you so


    much I refused to do it, so they...raped me.They took pictures of it and used them to ckmail me.They


    said I had to work with them or else...they¡¯d show you these pictures..."


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    "Our rtionship was crumbling at that time, Bren! I was so scared! I was so afraid that you¡¯d abandon


    me and not want me anymore.So I...I agreed.I wanted to tell you the truth after we got married, but they


    beat me to it and ruined me before that.They leaked the pictures out anyway!"


    Charlene was shaking so much that she looked like she was about to topple at any time.


    She helped herself up by the wall as she sobbed.


    Brendan frowned, but he looked...convinced.


    She bit her lips.


    "Bren, I know I have no right to ask you to forgive me.So, I¡¯ll go down there and tell the media the


    truth.I''ll tell them none of the things I¡¯ve done had anything to do with you!"


    She turned on her heels as though she was a martyr marching to her end.


    Then, instantly, she felt yanked into a man¡¯s arms.


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