Emily bit her lower lip as Brendan's words sank in: "I indeed have a child."Her mind immediately conjured up an image of Deirdre, but she knew Deirdre was in a life-threatening situation on the operating table.Trying to offer reassurance, the doctor remarked, "So you really have a child? That's great. Take your time to recover. There's no rush. Men can still have children at 60, and you're still young."Emily felt a wave of unease upon hearing the doctor's words. As soon as she stepped out, she hurriedly questioned Brendan, "Bren, what did you mean by that? Do you want Deirdre..."Brendan's gaze grew complicated. "Emily, my mother's dying wish was for me to have a child. I can't go against her even in this matter."Emily's heart raced. If Deirdre died during the operation, would Brendan investigate and blame her? After all, he was determined to keep the child."But—"Brendan interjected, his tone serious, "Emily, I know I've mishandled this situation, causing you trouble becau
Deirdre's face felt numb due to the anesthesia, but she was shocked and filled with surprise. She covered her face, suppressing the tears and displaying a gaze filled with hatred."Brendan, who are you to tell me what to do? Weren't you the one who refused to accept this child? So why do you suddenly care so much about the child in my womb?"Brendan's brows furrowed involuntarily. "Because you shouldn't go through this alone. The child belongs to both of us, not just you."Upon hearing this, Deirdre couldn't help but laugh."When I was pregnant, did you take care of me? Did you show any concern? I pleaded with you multiple times, but were you willing to help me? You didn't want this child. Do you think I will obey your wishes now that you regret it? Brendan, get out! I want to sever ties with you!"As she spoke with cruelty, all hope seemed lost. It was clear that these might be part of Emily's plan, but would Brendan listen to her explanation? He simply slapped her without any th
Deirdre was rendered speechless, a mix of amusement and anger filling her. Tears welled up in her eyes as she stared at Brendan, blurting out, "So, am I a heartless woman? Emily wants me to get rid of the child before she saves Joseph's legs. What choice do I have!?"Brendan, you wield power and status. You can look down on others and mock them anytime, anywhere. Have you ever considered their pain? Do you think I willingly want to abort this child? I have no ability to resist! I'm being forced to abort the child to save Joseph!"Her tears streamed down her face, and Brendan stood there, stunned, his brows furrowing as he tried to regain his composure."What are you saying?" he finally managed to ask.Deirdre knew he would react this way. "Believe it or not, it doesn't matter. I am determined to go through with this abortion, and no one can stop me!"Deirdre struggled against his grip. "Let me go!"Brendan snapped back to reality, his eyes filled with sternness. "So, according to
"I want Joe to be safe and sound, and I want you to find the best doctor to operate on his legs and provide physiotherapy until he can live a normal life," Deirdre said, her eyes filled with emotions as she looked at Brendan.Brendan could see her determination, knowing she would push him away if he refused.Sarcastically, he opened his mouth and said, "Should I call you stupid or naive? You could have asked for favorable conditions, living a life of luxury, but instead, you want to give up this rare opportunity to help Joseph?"Deirdre remained calm and replied, "I owe this to Joe."Brendan sneered. "Are you sure? I can agree to your conditions, but once I help Joseph, I won't be able to assist you. After you give birth, you'll have nothing as a blind person—""It's okay," Deirdre interrupted calmly. "I won't even bother asking for your damn money."Brendan's eyes turned cold, but Emily knocked on the rear window before anything else could be said. She had just come out of the c
Despite being afraid of Deirdre, Emily still carried the fear of Brendan waking up again. The consequences could have been disastrous if Ryker hadn't hypnotized him once more."Thank you, Bren, for trusting me so much." Emily promised. "I assure you that I will treat this child as my own and protect her from any harm."Brendan nodded in agreement. "I believe you."Taking advantage of the moment, Emily suggested, "In that case, it would be better for Ms. McKinnon to live with me. As a woman, I can provide more convenient care, and I know a well-known maternity nurse who can take excellent care of Deirdre."Deirdre's tension spiked as she looked up at Brendan, her eyes filled with urgency.Pretending not to notice, Brendan replied, "Okay."Emily's smile widened. "Ms. McKinnon, my car is parked at the back. You can follow me to the Collins residence. Don't worry. I'll take good care of you."Deirdre felt a sense of danger in Emily's words, her voice sounding like a growl in her ear
Deirdre clenched her teeth, suppressing the disgust welling up inside her. "I'll sit in the front.""Sitting in the front?" Brendan's dark eyes paused, and then his emotions surfaced. "Do you hate me?"Deirdre found the question absurd. "It's pointless for you to ask that yourself."Brendan didn't respond but pulled her forcefully toward him. Unexpectedly, Deirdre's body tilted and fell into Brendan's arms. The warmth felt the same as before, but his heart no longer belonged to her."Sit still," Brendan commanded, gripping her waist. "Don't hide from me."Deirdre was momentarily stunned and almost wanted to laugh. "Brendan, don't tell me you still possess some unexplainable desire to control me.""Possessive? You?" Brendan sneered at her, then stepped away for a moment."Deirdre, being overly confident isn't a good thing. I won't allow you to evade me because I don't want you scheming against me. After all, if a malicious woman like you resorts to heinous acts involving our chil
Deirdre laughed, dismissing the significance of the room and villa. "It's okay. Emily will own this place now. I stopped caring about it long ago. If I still did, I'd be devastated by now."Mrs. Wanner smiled wryly and commented, "Ms. McKinnon, it's good to see your positive mindset. You're so beautiful. I'm sure you'll have a bright future."Deirdre laughed heartily. As Mrs. Wanner began preparing tonic soup, Deirdre wandered around the house alone. However, her lack of familiarity led her to bump her knee a few times. When the meal was ready, Deirdre went downstairs, but Brendan was nowhere to be found.Mrs. Wanner explained, "Mr. Brighthall always eats in the study. He's too busy with work and can't be without his documents."Deirdre responded with a simple "Mm," not disappointed but a bit unfortunate that she couldn't see him. She planned to have a conversation with Brendan, ask to meet Joseph and Josie in person to confirm their situation, and request that Brendan return the $
Deirdre felt a tinge of sadness upon hearing his words, yet she maintained a calm expression. "If you hate me so much, we do no need to have this conversation, Brendan. Let me go."They shouldn't have been in such a position. Deirdre struggled to free herself from Brendan's lap, but he held onto her tightly, unmoving."Don't leave," he said with a frown, his voice soft. "Stay like this for a while."Deirdre found his words amusing. "Brendan, you claim to hate me, yet you're embracing me at the same time. Don't you see the contradiction?"Brendan paused for a moment, looked up into her reddened eyes, and took a step further. He pulled her closer, holding her in a more intimate embrace."What does it matter if I'm contradicting myself? As long as it makes me feel better, that's enough."Deirdre bit her lower lip suddenly. He still had that familiar arrogance, but she glimpsed a trace of the Brendan she once knew. It reminded her of how he had treated her tenderly even when he was u