Emily assumed a graceful, innocent demeanor as she usually did. "Mrs. Engel, what are you talking about? Why don't I understand what you're talking about? I was only asking about Mr. Brighthall's whereabouts. Will you please tell me where he is?"Mrs. Engel smiled upon hearing that as she cleaned the floor. "Mr. Brighthall stayed in Mrs. Brighthall's room the whole night since yesterday to appease her. He has yet to leave the room. I believe that they are still resting now in view of their close relationship. It would be better for you to wait on the sofa."'What?'Emily took an unwilling glance at the upper floor. Soon afterward, she comforted herself, thinking that nothing would happen between them because Deirdre was pregnant. Emily took a seat on the sofa and began scrolling through her phone. Half an hour later, Brendan put on a shirt and got out of the room to get water. He was caught off guard when he saw the woman sitting on the sofa when he came downstairs. Emily

Brendan looked at Emily with his cold, dark eyes from the side. Emily continued to speak. "I'm not stopping you from showing your affection to Miss McKinnon. It's because Miss McKinnon's blood clot is in her brain, and doing that… is very stimulating to the brain. Moreover, it will move the blood clot to a certain extent."There is only a small portion of the blood clot that is currently compressing on the optic nerve. What's going to happen if there is an external impact then?"Brendan furrowed his eyebrows. "So, you're saying I'm not allowed to touch her?"Emily smiled and said, "It would be best for you not to touch her because it won't be beneficial for Miss McKinnon's condition. However, it would still depend on how you feel about this anyhow. If you insist on it, there's nothing that I can do either.""I understand."Brendan felt a heavy feeling in his chest, yet he knew he could not be selfish with his needs for Deirdre. "Is there anything else?" He spoke in a cold tone

It was no wonder why Deirdre did not react at all from the moment Emily prepared the coffee and headed upstairs while ignoring Deirdre.Emily was convinced that Deirdre knew about Brendan's trigger. 'What a malicious woman!'Emily suppressed the panic in her chest and explained softly, "I don't intend to barge into your personal space, Mr. Brighthall. I have something to discuss with you, yet you are still in the study. I'm about to leave soon, so there is nothing else that I can do. Hence, I seized the opportunity to send a coffee to you so I could speak to you."Brendan looked at her without changing his expression or speaking. He waited for her to continue her speech. Emily suppressed her anxiety and said, "I checked out the farmers' market where Miss McKinnon's food comes from. The environment is not very hygienic. Moreover, she would be more suited to a low-fat and sodium diet. I'm thinking of creating a recipe myself and bringing over cooking ingredients daily so the serva

'That woman.'Deirdre came to realize that it was Emily and felt surprised soon afterward."She's here again?""Yes. She was obviously furious yesterday. Anyone with a sense of dignity would understand and wouldn't come anymore. She is actually acting like nothing happened. Not only did she come early in the morning, but she even sat on the sofa to read the newspaper."Deirdre's movements of putting on her clothes halted to a stop. She found that strange. She knew that Emily was inherently arrogant. Even if she were not to give up easily after losing, she would give herself some time to cool down, to the very least. Deirdre did not expect that Emily would come the next day as if nothing had happened. "Did Emily say anything when she came?"Mrs. Engel shook her head. "No. She greeted me with a smile and asked me if you're awake. Then, she went to sit on the sofa."Deirdre got changed and ate the oatmeal spoon by spoon. Mrs. Engel was troubled. "Do you think she insists on co

"Yes."Brendan tilted her chin and lowered his head to kiss her. "Moreover, even if you don't trust her, don't you trust me? Even if it's feigned, I won't have any feelings for her."The man's kiss was brief, along with his breathing. Deirdre could not help leaning over, and her body turned limp as well as she indulged in the moment. It was what she thought in her heart as well.'Even if Emily has some plan, Brendan won't fall for her trick so easily.'She decided not to think about it and shut her eyes to immerse in the heated, passionate moment.Brendan suddenly shoved her away when they reached the peak of their passion. Deirdre was jolted back to reality and blinked innocently. "What's going on?"Brendan could not bring himself to tell her that Emily had reminded him not to do this. If he brought that up, he figured Deirdre would be suspicious. "I suddenly remembered that I have a project proposal to submit tonight. It's very urgent.""Ah…" Deirdre's cheeks felt warm, an