"Is your mind not thinking straight because you're pregnant? Why would I show you the photo? Who do you think you are?" The woman's words dripped with contempt.Josie could no longer bear to listen and interjected softly, "Please speak respectfully. My friend is acting impulsively, but there's no need for such harshness.""Harshness? That's laughable!" The woman scoffed. "Is it excusable to act like a lunatic? What excuse does she have? She can't possibly know Brendan, right?"Josie gnashed her teeth. "You're wrong. Deirdre not only knows Brendan, but they also have a close relationship. Do you understand?"The woman sneered. "Stop teasing me. Do you even know who Brendan is? Who do you think you are, mere commoners? He is destined to be with Emily, understand?"There will always be a barrier between people like you and the upper class. Don't delude yourselves into thinking you'll ever be associated with the owner of the Brighthall Group. He will only marry someone of equal wealth
Deirdre, unable to accept the outcome, began making excuses for Brendan's behavior."Deirdre, you need to clear your head," Josie urged, trying to reason with her. "You have your baby and us. Brendan has chosen to marry Emily, which means he has no intention of making you his wife."Even now, Josie found it hard to believe. She had witnessed firsthand how much Brendan loved Deirdre. Could it be that he was just skilled at deception?Deirdre vigorously shook her head. "Don't try to persuade me, Josie. I will find out the truth. I know deep down that Brendan would never betray me. Our relationship is genuine, and he would never want to marry Emily or anyone else."With that, Deirdre pushed Josie away and hurriedly made her way outside, her steps unsteady.Joseph had been waiting in the private room for a long time and grew impatient. As he walked out with the baby in his arms, he encountered Deirdre, who was stumbling out of the restroom due to her impaired vision."Deirdre!" Josep
Joseph patted his chest to reassure Josie. "Don't worry. Leave this matter to me, and everything will be fine. I'll manage my emotions properly."After completing the necessary procedures, they returned to the car to find Deirdre leaning against the window, lost in thought. Her gaze was distant, and it was hard to tell what she was thinking.Feeling sorry for her, Joseph spoke softly. "Deirdre, let's first take Josie and the baby back to the village. Then, I'll take you to Neve. Is that alright?"Deirdre nodded gently, her voice hoarse as she replied, "Thank you for going through all this trouble."Joseph and Josie exchanged a glance. Josie quickly spoke up. "You're a wonderful woman, Deirdre. Besides, you've been friends with Joseph since childhood, so you're almost like a sister to him. And if you're like a sister, that makes us family. There's no need to thank us."Joseph chimed in, saying, "That's right. Don't burden yourself too much. We're going on this trip to confront Bren
Joseph and Deirdre had little rest during their journey to Neve. Joseph had only slept for three hours on the first night. After their arrival, he went to the hotel to catch up on sleep while Deirdre struggled to sleep well at night.When Joseph rested enough the next afternoon, he asked Deirdre about their next plan."Do we go and find Brendan in person? Where is he now?" he inquired.Deirdre pursed her lips slightly and replied, "He's at the company."Joseph was aware of the renowned Brighthall Group, so he drove them to the company's entrance. However, as they were about to enter, they were stopped by the receptionist."Sorry, sir and miss, you can't enter at the moment. May I ask the purpose of your visit?" the receptionist asked.Deirdre responded urgently, "I'm looking for Brendan."Usually, those who came to visit Brendan referred to him as 'Mr. Brighthall'. The receptionist took a second look at Deirdre and then asked, "Do you have an appointment?"Deirdre shook her hea
"But why are you in such a mess? Didn't he come to pick you up?"Deirdre's fist clenched in anger and desperation, almost piercing the skin of her palm.The receptionist was taken aback. "Ms. Collins... Do you know this woman?"Emily's voice was gentle as she spoke. "This is Ms. Deirdre McKinnon, the woman whom Brendan enjoys the most when I'm not around. And what she said is true. She is pregnant with Brendan's child. If she comes again next time, don't stop her from coming in."Emily's tone was soft, yet her words carried a sense of superiority and cynicism.The woman Bren enjoyed the most? Don't stop her next time she comes over? Wasn't she speaking as if she was the legal wife of Brendan being disdainful of the mistress? The receptionist immediately understood her words and looked at Deirdre with a look of disgust."So, she's that kind of woman. She should mind her behavior and stay at home. She shouldn't have come to the company. Mr. Brighthall hasn't been teaching her prope
"You must be receiving a lot of hate on the Internet nowadays, right? If I were you, Ms. Collins, my main concern would be dealing with these hateful comments, rather than thinking that I'm the true victor just because I won a verbal fight. After all, until we obtain the marriage certificate, no one can be sure who the mistress is."Emily bit her lower lip. Deirdre's words struck a chord with her. She was indeed frustrated and worried about the situation. The Internet was mocking Brendan for slapping himself in the face, spreading rumors of an ongoing affair between Emily and Brendan.Upon hearing Deirdre's remark, Emily's face turned cold.At that moment, the elevator doors opened with a 'ding', revealing a man dressed in a suit with a naturally commanding aura. His tall and well-proportioned figure made his attire look tasteful, but his expression was cold, deterring people from approaching him. His dark eyes held little emotion, but as they landed on Emily amidst the crowd, they
Deirdre's eyes were red, not from sadness but from agitation. She raised her head, her bloodshot eyes fixed on Brendan as she spoke, "I'm not asking for preferential treatment, but every wrong has its instigator, and every debt has its lender."Brendan, you abandoned me outside, ignored me for two months, and then turned around and got engaged to the young lady from Collins Pharmaceuticals. Shouldn't you give me an explanation?"Emily frowned, ready to refute."Ms. Collins!" Deirdre interrupted abruptly, clenching her palms tightly and gritting her teeth. "This is a family matter. Even if you call the police, they'll consider it a couple's dispute at most. I don't think you want to make a big deal out of this, do you?"Emily pursed her lips, displeased, and remained silent.Brendan stood tall, his cold demeanor casting a shadow over Deirdre's fragile frame."What do you want me to say? If you're making a fuss about your pregnancy, then there's no need. I don't want the child. You
Deirdre raised her head eagerly, her eyes filled with hope. "That day at the resort, when you called me with that familiar tone, I knew you had regained your memories. That's why you left me, to face all of this alone, right?!"Brendan's expression remained unchanged, showing no signs of recognition. He seemed annoyed by her persistence. "I have no idea what you're talking about. Resort? Calling you with a familiar tone? Deirdre, you're taking things too far. I simply took you to Village Alnwick to find a place for you to stay during your pregnancy."Deirdre couldn't believe what she was hearing.Meanwhile, Brendan flicked his cigarette butt and grabbed her chin, bringing his face closer to hers. "For the sake of the child in your womb, I'll be lenient. My advice is for you to stop causing trouble and obediently return to the hospital to await delivery. Afterward, I'll leave you a sum of money. I won't treat you poorly."Deirdre was shocked to hear such harsh words coming from Bren