Brendan harbored nothing but hatred toward her, not even a trace of love.Emily was right. He was only accustomed to taking care of Deirdre and having her by his side, which was why he hesitated to take action.But if Deirdre interpreted it as affection, it infuriated him.Out of anger, the pressure in his grip unknowingly intensified, causing Deirdre's face to turn pale with pain."Deirdre, take back what you just said," he demanded."I... won't take it back..." Deirdre refused as she tightened her hands in pain. "Brendan, is this your own admission, or are you negating even your previous words?""My own admission?" Brendan's eyes showed confusion, wondering when he had said that.Soon, he calmed down and let go of Deirdre."Deirdre, you've gone mad, and there should be limits to it. Do I like you? Did I admit it personally? Only if I were insane would I like a malicious woman like you. I never loved you at all."Deirdre was stunned, and her expression instantly stiffened.W

"The doctor said to be moderate... Are you a pervert?" Deirdre felt deeply wronged, but she refused to show weakness in front of Brendan. She held back her tears, and the hint of redness at the corner of her eyes made her appear even more pitiful and captivating."I'm already in pain, yet you still treat me like this. In that case, why bother trying to save the child?" she exclaimed.Brendan's heart inexplicably softened. He realized that despite maintaining a stern expression, his voice became gentler."Where does it hurt?" he asked.Deirdre paused for a moment, then obediently answered, "My waist."Brendan's pressed against her waist, covered with fabric. His palm's warm and scorching heat gradually seeped into her skin as he began applying pressure, massaging gently.Unconsciously, Deirdre's body relaxed, but conflicting emotions overwhelmed her. She couldn't fathom Brendan's intentions.Brendan didn't anticipate his own tenderness. He tirelessly continued massaging while bur

Sam said, "No one can protect you if you stay. Dr.Fuller called me a week ago to take care of Mr. Brighthall so that he is not left alone. I think he might have anticipated something."Deirdre hurriedly asked, "Where's he?""After that call, I couldn't reach him anymore. I suspect… So now, besides me, no one can help you leave," Sam said helplessly.Deirdre tightly bit her lower lip. Sam's speculations shook her to the core. She never expected those people could even reach overseas.In the next moment, she shook her head. "Precisely because it's only you, I can't leave. I can't burden you. You're still free, and in case something happens, you can contact the people behind us. But we'll be even more helpless if you're trapped here.""Ms. McKinnon...""You should leave now. Brendan will be back soon, and I should go as well." Deirdre had made up her mind.She left without hesitation. As soon as she returned to the lobby, Mrs. Wanner approached her anxiously. "Ms. McKinnon, it's gr

"Absurd... nonsense!" It took Brendan quite a while to utter those words. His face turned pale, and he said with a hint of disbelief, "Deirdre, if you're going crazy, go to a mental hospital. I am who I am, Brendan Brighthall. How could another name suddenly appear out of nowhere?"Deirdre closed her eyes in despair.Brendan not remembering Kyran was perfectly normal because Kyran's existence was all because of her. If Brendan wanted to discard the memories of being with her, to let go of the pain, he would also let go of Kyran."One year ago, with the help of Madame Brighthall, I faked my death and escaped. When you found me, you were using the name Kyran Reed. Kyran loved and protected me. He was willing to sacrifice everything for me. And it was during that time that our child came into existence," she explained.Brendan's face paled to a grayish hue, and his black pupils remained fixated on Deirdre. His mind was in a state of turmoil.He remembered that period of memories bu

A flicker of emotion briefly crossed Declan's face, but it quickly vanished, leaving no trace behind."Go back to the room and remember to cover up the wounds on your hand tomorrow. Don't let anyone notice anything unusual," Declan demanded as he removed his wristwatch."Decky? Decky!"Laura crawled over, only to be met with the cold closing sound of Declan's door.Inside the room, Declan put on his nightgown. His phone vibrated, indicating a new message about Brendan's recent situation.After reading it, his expression grew solemn. He intended to close the message, but his fingers involuntarily tapped on another one.It was sent yesterday, and it read: [Ms. Glaser is preparing to go to Northern City. Her former superior at the previous company has hopped to another company and taken Ms. Glaser with him. That superior seems to have an interest in Ms. Glaser.]Declan closed his eyes and opened them again, swiftly deleting the message without leaving a trace.-After receiving D