Brendan took a glance at the smile on Deirdre's lips that she could not conceal, and his gaze turned much colder. He chose not to expose her but asked, "Why did you lock yourself in the room? What are you up to?"Deirdre pretended to be normal. "I was changing."She felt rather anxious and was worried that Brendan would expose her. Yet, Brendan took a glance at her and turned around to make way for her. "It's time to eat."Mrs. Wanner prepared meals specially catered for a pregnant woman's nutritional needs. She was hired specifically to take care of Deirdre because of her expertise in this area. It was precisely due to this reason that Brendan did not enjoy any of the dishes. He took two bites and got up to head to the study. Mrs. Wanner got closer to Deirdre in a fear-stricken state. "Oh no! The food that I prepared today tasted too bland and not suited to Mr. Brighthall's taste. Will he be angry at me? Should I cook something else?"In truth, Deirdre knew that Brendan di

Deirdre's chest burned with warmth from Brendan's caring behavior, strengthening her belief that he might regain his memory. Overwhelmed with emotions, she stood on tiptoes and gently wrapped her arms around his neck, planting a shy and sweet kiss on his lips.Although Brendan's gaze grew colder, he didn't resist her kiss.Not being experienced in kissing, Deirdre intended to take the lead after planting two soft kisses on his thin lips. However, she was taken aback when Brendan pinned her against the closet, catching her by surprise.Brendan tucked the loose hair on her forehead behind her ear to look at her shy face closely. His chest was burning with desire, yet another type of coldness inhibited him."Who taught you to kiss like this?" he asked.Deirdre was stunned. She then experienced Brendan's so-called kiss.He wished that he could swallow her and take her apart. He kissed so ferociously as if he wanted to suck out all the air in her lungs until she clung to him weakly li

Bliss immediately approached Deirdre with its tail wagging. It rubbed against Deirdre's face with its snout to greet her enthusiastically. Deirdre petted its short fur and played with it.Brendan stood by the side and felt peculiar as he witnessed the scene.It was strange that he could not recognize the dog, but he felt like he was connected to it somehow.‘Bliss… What a familiar name…’Still, he could not remember clearly.He turned his head to ask the owner, "You claimed that the dog recognizes me. Has it seen me before?"Unaware of Brendan's amnesia, the owner casually assumed that he had forgotten due to his busy life. She gently reminded him, "Mr. Brighthall, do you remember? You brought Bliss to our pet shop a little over a year ago."She explained, "Back then, our pet shop was struggling financially, on the brink of bankruptcy. You generously provided us with financial support under the condition that we would take good care of Bliss and ensure its happiness as it grew u

Brendan glanced at Deirdre and noticed the strain in her smile, sensing the deep sadness she carried within. He turned his head away, unable to meet her gaze directly."If what you say is true, then the memories I've lost aren't necessarily painful. It's just that I've forgotten what I never wanted to forget the most."Deirdre lifted her head in surprise, her eyes searching his face for answers.Brendan deliberately avoided her gaze, his actions betraying his true feelings.He couldn't deny the subtle joy he felt when he was with Deirdre. Deep down, he knew his heart longed for those forgotten memories.He resolved to do everything in his power to regain the lost fragments of his past.Before they left, the owner gave them a bag on purpose and said smilingly, "Both of you are very busy. It's possible that you don't see Bliss more than three times a year. This bag contains all the photos and information of Bliss for the past year."You may take a look if you have time. Keep them

Deirdre was stunned for a moment.Mrs. Wanner looked at Brendan's arm and rolled up his sleeve. "Your arms are covered in rashes too. Are you having an allergic reaction?""Yes, it's an allergic reaction." Brendan pulled back his arm, unbothered. "The allergy medicine is stored in my room's closet drawer. Please bring it to me, Mrs. Wanner.""Alright, alright, alright. I'll grab it right away." Mrs. Wanner went upstairs hastily with swift movements.Brendan walked two steps away before he turned around and saw Deirdre's lowered gaze. Her expression was filled with guilt and uneasiness.Brendan stretched out his hand to her. "What's bothering you?"Deirdre took a step back, vexed. "It's all my fault. You were still fine with the protection when we were at the shop. You wouldn't have gotten an allergic reaction if not because you held my hand. I should have reminded you if I knew…"Brendan gently placed his finger on her chattering lips, his expression showing a hint of displeasur