Tears welled up in Deirdre's eyes despite her smile after she noticed that the destination was the hospital.She figured that Brendan still cared about her and that he was having trouble coping with Madame Brighthall's passing, which was why he was cold and distant.She stretched out her hand to hold Brendan's hand in joy. "Brendan, are you taking me to the hospital so I can get a checkup?"My belly has begun to feel unwell since yesterday. Take me back to rest in the villa after we are done with the checkup, okay?"She spoke with sincerity, yet she noticed that Brendan turned his head to look at her with emotions in his eyes that she could not discern.In the next moment, he held her hand back.The man's fingers were cold, but it set Deirdre's mind at ease. She followed his footsteps. It was only that the man was walking swiftly, so Deirdre had to exert strength to catch up to him. They got into an elevator, and Sam was also planning to get into it. However, he felt Brendan's
Deirdre opened her eyes with great effort to stop the tears and sorrow from rushing out of her. Brendan was supposed to know that the prison was the source of her agony. She had almost exhausted all her strength to forget the painful memories of that time. Yet, it was turned into a weapon to slander and hurt her. "I don't believe this, Brendan." She shifted herself on the ground with great difficulty and clutched the hem of Brendan's pants as she looked up. "I don't believe that you can be so merciless that you'd speak without considering the consequences… Say it again, say what you said earlier… again!"Brendan lowered his head to look at her. For some unknown reason, Deirdre's unyielding gaze triggered an ineffable feeling in him as if it had taken a cut on his heart.He felt like he did not want to say those words again, those words that infuriated her. Perhaps it was because he did not wish to make her lose her mind so quickly. That would not be fun anymore if that were t
"Ms. McKinnon."Meanwhile, the person standing by the side suddenly spoke to remind her. The person's voice was nonchalant and even slightly displeased when he said, "Mr. Brighthall has ordered you not to move about. You have to keep kneeling even if you can't stand it anymore because this is your punishment. Sam is going to be in trouble if you move again."Deirdre gnashed her teeth, her breathing labored when she begged, "You're acquainted with Sam, right? Will you please help me for a moment? I will only need to rest for a while, just a short while. My back hurts. I'm pregnant, and I can't stand kneeling like this."The man sneered. "If you know that your body can't endure this, why did you do something so vicious?"You made Sam pick up your mess as well. Do you know how many beatings Sam has taken because of you? Even if that is the case, he is still obsessed with you. A murderer is totally undeserving of him."Deirdre clenched her fists. "I'm not a murderer…"She had not hur
The man recovered from his surprise. He did not have the courage to decide by himself, so he immediately pulled out his phone to dial Brendan's number.The call was only picked up after a while. Brendan's cold voice could be heard easily due to the morgue's spacious room."Didn't I tell you not to call if it's not important?"The man appeared anxious. "Sir… Ms. McKinnon… She is bleeding!""Bleeding?" Brendan sounded hesitant for a brief moment. Soon, he was calm and said, "Is it another one of her self-torturing tricks?"Deirdre curled up on the ground from the pain and batted her eyelashes weakly upon hearing that.How did her relationship with Brendan turn into this? Did he have no trust for her at all?The man hastily answered, "No."He took a glance at Deirdre with a strange expression. "I assumed that she was pretending initially to draw pity on purpose as well. However, I saw with my own eyes that there is blood where she is kneeling… I believe that it is her… child…"Br
Brendan was jolted back to reality when the presentation ended and realized he had been distracted.He clenched his fists in agitation. He did not have any idea why he felt flustered, but he felt as if his heart was constantly hanging high somewhere and that the heart would not return to its original spot before he received the response he wanted or did the thing he wanted to do.In fact, it was close to a breakthrough point. He felt as if his heart would crash ferociously and shatter into pieces."Mr. Brighthall?"Brendan was jolted back to reality. He stood up and picked up his jacket under the crowd's watchful eyes."I'm heading out. Send a report of the presentation summary to my office, and I'll go through it tomorrow."His walking pace was quickening without his notice as he dashed to the elevator while dialing Jet's phone number. Jet's phone was turned off, triggering Brendan's impatience for some unknown reason. Brendan furrowed his eyebrows ferociously until the elev
Emily feigned her disappointment soon. "Mr. Brighthall… Frankly, you still care about Ms. McKinnon in your heart, right? Something bad has happened to her, and you're actually so concerned…"Brendan shut his eyes anxiously and suppressed the agitation and restlessness he felt in his chest. He answered quickly, "I'm not concerned about her!"When Brendan noticed that it was hard to explain his anxiety, he pulled a long face and said, "She is sinful, but the child is innocent."Just like my father. If I had a choice, I wouldn't want him to be my father."Emily smiled. "So, it turns out that you're concerned about the child. You're right. Ms. McKinnon has committed crimes, but her child is innocent indeed. However, Mr. Brighthall… Are you planning on keeping the child?"You should know that Ms. McKinnon is the child's mother. Keeping the child means that you're keeping Ms. McKinnon…"Brendan's expression turned solemn. "So?"Even if I keep her, I won't allow her to gain any advanta
Jet was shaking with fear, but he could not help feeling puzzled. He found Brendan's expression to be strange.'Mr. Brighthall… Has he really fallen in love with Ms. McKinnon, who is in surgery now?'He was actually fine with his subordinate defying his order. One should know that Jet was convinced that he would be kicked out of the organization the moment he helped Sam and acted as the scapegoat.The operation theater's door opened after a prolonged silence. The doctor came out, and Brendan stood up abruptly before Jet had reacted to the situation."How is she?"The anger in the doctor's heart vanished significantly after seeing how anxious Brendan was. "Are you the patient's husband? How could you make her kneel in a cold place for two hours!? Fortunately, her body has recovered pretty well from her previous treatment. Otherwise, not even God could have saved her today!"There's a limit to showing one's penitence. Is it okay for a pregnant woman to be kneeling for a long time?"
Brendan placed the item on the table. "Dinner, would you like some?"Naturally, Jet did not have the courage to answer 'yes'. Even if Brendan were to offer, he would not accept the offer. If he were to join Brendan for dinner, he would need to behave himself like a cowardly maiden. He would have to act cautiously and even have to hide his burp.Jet was surprised that Brendan would have his dinner there. If that were the case, it must mean that… Brendan would stay the night, right?Jet waved his hand and rejected the offer while he asked, "Shall I come over and switch with you later, sir?"Brendan raised his head in surprise. Jet felt his heart racing and braced himself as he said, "I… I'm worried that you might be too tired. I can stay and watch Deir— No, Ms. McKinnon overnight, so you can go home to rest."Brendan's expression was icy cold. "Does she need someone to watch her? You don't need to be bothered with her. As for me, I'll go home to rest when I'm tired."Jet nodded rep