Deirdre felt her weight leaving her and tried to calm herself down. “Put me down, Brendan. This isn’t going to work.”Brendan carried her all the way to their bed. Then, he lowered his head and rubbed his chin against her shoulder. “I didn’t mean to walk back on my promise. Had I known you’re afraid of a nightmare, I would have never gone to read them!”Deirdre froze for a little before denying indignantly, “I wasn’t afraid!”Brendan let a laugh escape and leaned close to her lips. They kissed for a while before she remembered something and pushed him away. “Go to sleep.”She buried herself under her comforter. Brendan snaked his arms from behind her and cuddled. “Isn’t it stuffy in there?”It took her a while before she finally answered, “No. So go to sleep already.”Brendan’s eyes softened. He laced his fingers with her own. A thought came to him, and his eyes darkened a little. The next morning, Mrs. Engel started her day early with a broth. Ophelia came to the kitchen in
The door to the study was closed. Sam could hardly contain his excitement. “Sir, we’ve got news from the eye specialists!”Brendan’s eyes twinkled in pleasant surprise. “He’s here?”“Not yet. But there’s a young woman who’s close to him. When her grandfather’s eyes were damaged, she brought the specialist to get them cured. She must know how to contact the specialist.”“And who is she?”“Emily Collins.”“Emily Collins?” The name rang a bell. “Oh. The only child of a family of doctors.”“Yes!” Sam nodded excitedly. “She’s been studying abroad for years, right? She returned this week for her father’s funeral. This is our chance to get her to contact that eye specialist.”Brendan mulled over it for two seconds. “Contact her. Arrange our meeting.”Sam immediately went to work. As Brendan looked at the venue and time, he frowned. He had never talked to this Emily Collins before, but he had heard of her prideful nature. The Collins was one of the most elite families in the country, w
Brendan frowned. “No.”Emily leaned against the back of her chair. “Ah, well. This has nothing to do with me, though, does it? But here’s the thing. I always get what I want in a deal. I don’t do second best.”“That’s not a problem,” answered Brendan. “I’ll give you anything I can.”Emily’s voice dropped indicatively. “What if what I want… is you?”Brendan’s eyes turned cold. He deadpanned. A beat later, he finally answered flatly, “You jest.”The severity in his eyes made her heart stop for a millisecond. When she recovered from her trance, she realized her heart was thumping. Wow. That look in his eyes was amazing. She had been so used to being the one ruling above others that she had not felt suffocated by anyone else for a long time. She could not remember the last time someone had managed to make her panic with one glare. “Mr. Brighthall,” she said, pleased. Her eyes were gleaming. “I don’t joke about these things. I’m seriously attracted to you, and I’m sure you’ll find
Brendan clenched his fists. He was strapped with choices. He nodded. “Fine. You have a deal. When is the excursion?”Emily thought for a moment. “I’ll tell you some other time. My dad just left us, see. We’re all grieving, so there’s no way I’d be in the mood for sightseeing. Still, I’ll make it soon. You can hardly wait too, can you, Mr. Brighthall?”“You’re right. Please tell me as soon as you’re free.”He turned on his heels and left without a second thought. Emily looked at his hurriedly vanishing back and the food on the table. Something glistened in her eyes—a thirst for conquest.He felt nothing about her. That woman, whoever she was, must be very important to him…Now she was curious. She paid the bill and hurried home. Her mother, Madame Collins, was all alone in the living room. Seeing her daughter’s return, she frowned slightly. “Your dad’s only been buried for a few days, young lady! How could you just leave like this? Don’t tell me you’re planning to return overse
To people of their standing, a woman’s pregnancy could be lethal news. Nobody would want a b*stard child to inherit their family’s legacy, after all.Immediately, Madame Collins shook her head. “No, no. There are plenty of young, up-and-coming upper-class men who would fight each other for the Collins’ girl. Brendan is an excellent choice for a husband, but his lover is pregnant. I don’t approve of you devaluing yourself.”“Ha! Have you seen those other ‘upper-class men’ you are talking about? A bunch of brain-dead, incompetent, useless hedonists with no talent. They can’t compare jack with Brendan!” Emily rebutted, her grip tightening so much the file crumpled. “They are no match for me, mom. Only Brendan is my true equal!”“But—”“No buts!” A thought took form in Emily’s mind, and her beautiful eyes glinted dangerously. “Well, she may be pregnant… but it doesn’t mean the baby’s ever going to arrive…”“Mom. I need your help.”-Brendan had been very tired since he returned. H
Brendan led the way, and Emily's eyes darkened when she saw that the pastries she had given him earlier remained untouched.But soon, she caught up.“Mr. Brighthall, slow down a bit,” said Emily, who reached out to grab Brendan’s arm. But as soon as she touched him, he forcefully shook her off.Brendan didn’t mean it to be that forceful. Slightly furrowing his brows, he demanded, “Don’t touch me.”Emily forced a laugh. “Mr. Brighthall, is it necessary for you to be so guarded? It’s not like I’m going to eat you or kill anyone. I’m just interested in you. Today’s transaction is purely because you need my help. Your attitude is inappropriate, isn’t it?”“Sorry, I don’t like people touching me,” Brendan apologized as his two black eyes narrowed.“It turns out that you have a cleanliness obsession. I’ll keep that in mind,” Emily said with a faint smile. “Let’s go.”Emily was polite and kept a distance.On the other hand, Brendan was rather embarrassed and tried to ignore Emily when
Deirdre’s mind buzzed as she heard her mother’s accusations.‘Brendan went to buy clothes together with Miss Emily? And they acted intimately?’Mrs. Engel rushed over, not even bothering to wipe her hands. “No, no! There was no intimacy. I think those photos look quite normal. Their arms didn’t even touch. Maybe it was just a trick of angles? Mr. Brighthall has always been very cautious and wouldn’t do something like this.”Ophelia wanted to explode in anger. “Then what about him saying he was going to the office and ending up with another woman? What does he take Deirdre for?”Mrs. Engel couldn’t defend Brendan any further.Ophelia sat down on the couch and grabbed Deirdre’s hand.“Deirdre, tell me, do you really want to be with Brendan? Is he really good to you?”“Mom, he’s very good to me.” Although Deirdre didn’t know what had happened, her first reaction was calming her mother down. It would be meaningless for her mother to know too much because of her poor health.“You’re
Emily pouted. ‘How boring! Someone has already reported it to him so soon.’Nevertheless, she had to keep up the act.“What’s wrong, Mr. Brighthall? Why are you suddenly looking at me like that?”Brendan showed Emily those reports and said coldly, “Miss Collins, I respect you, but that doesn’t mean you can play these tricks on me.”Following that, he turned and walked away.Emily quickly caught up and grabbed Brendan.“Wait for me, Brendan—”“Don’t touch me!”After being forcefully shaken off, Emily’s hand throbbed with pain, and she gasped. She couldn’t maintain her grip on the bag and released her grasp. But she ignored her bag and ran toward Brendan. “Hold on, Brendan, listen to me. This has nothing to do with me. What benefit do I get from this if it spreads?”Brendan finally grabbed her wrist with a powerful grip and glared at Emily furiously.“If Deirdre finds out, I will definitely ensure that you are held responsible for your action.”After speaking, he walked away