”Dee…”Glenna’s mouth hung agape in bewilderment. She had never expected someone this gentle and graceful to be so animated by rage and hate. Deirdre’s eyes were beet red, but she reined herself in as much as possible. “Sorry, that was sudden and impolite, but I’m not sorry for what I meant. Whether Brendan lives or dies has nothing to do with me! Nothing! I won’t and will never see him!”Declan scowled. A long while later, he said, “I understand your rage against Brendan, but why… did you say he abandoned you in Cillian’s hands?”“What? He didn’t do that?’ Deirdre laughed mockingly. “On that day of the abduction, Cillian called him and told him to come to get me. Do you know what he did? He just took the ride all the way back to Neve! The only reason I’m alive is that I raked my head to find anything to help me survive! He didn’t care if I lived, so why should I care if he dies?!”“You think… he didn’t care?” Declan sounded thrown off, as if he was on his back foot. He took a fe
Deirdre’s mind went blank. “You know what happened after that, right? Since he had the chance to capture Brendan, Cillian seized the moment. That was why everyone was trying to stop him from going alone, but he was just doggedly persistent. He was so terrified at the prospect of you getting hurt just because he was late for a second.”“No, how could this…” Deirdre closed her eyes, quivering. Myriad emotions crashed onto her—at its core, anxiety.She remembered what he had said when he was in Cillian's house. “So, this is who you think I am? A selfish, cruel man who would abandon you the moment there’s danger?”She remembered what he had said while his life was hanging by a thread as he sat up from his bed. “I’m sorry about the abduction. I should have known better. I should have done more. I honestly don’t know how Cillian knew where you are, and for that, I apologize.”All those words had brought her was burning rage. She had perceived it as Brendan trying to excuse himself with
Unlike Brendan, Deirdre had a heart. She had a soul, too, and none of them were black. It would have been stranger if she had no emotional responses after hearing the truth. “Tomorrow.” She heaved a long, heavy sigh. “Please accompany me.”“No problem!” Glenna threw her arms around Deirdre’s and replied gregariously. “You get a good night’s sleep. I’ll drive tomorrow!”“Okay.”What Deirdre did not expect was that Brendan would call her first the next morning before she was even on her way to the hospital. “It’s just me.”She was stunned for a few seconds. “I… know.”The weakness in his voice was unmissable. He coughed and choked. “Please drop by the hospital. I’ll be heading back to Neve soon.”“Oh.”There was a pause. Then, he said, “Come with me. We’re getting… divorced.”The call ended.Deirdre sat on her bed, her mind blank. She thought this was the thing she wanted so much. Even the mere mention was enough to keep her feet dancing. She was the one who had proposed it,
“No, we wanted this. It was only dragged on by other things,” Deirdre replied flatly. The only thing that really bugged her was that she had misunderstood Brendan, but her feelings about him did not change. “We don’t like each other.”“Huh? Okay…” Glenna was baffled, but she respected it enough. “So… you’re going to leave with Brendan later?”“Yes, but I’ll be back soon.”“In that case, I’m taking you to the ward first.”Before she could even do what she said she would, Brendan emerged from the door in a coat. His face was sallow and sickly—it was clear just how ill he had become. He kept coughing, and his eyes were bloodshot. When he saw Deirdre, his eyes widened a little.Then, a look of mockery shadowed his face. “Time to go, Sam,” he ordered the guard next to him and ignored Deirdre altogether. He brushed past her. Deirdre shuddered. Glenna held her hand. “Dee?”“It’s okay.” This was well within her expectations, so she was not that shaken up either. “Thanks for bringing me
Deirdre suddenly understood. She quietly boarded the car and fastened her seat belt.While the car was moving, Brendan was continuously coughing. Sometimes, it became so intense that he seemed to be coughing his lungs out.Even Sam couldn’t stand it and suggested, “Mr. Brighthall, shall we get some medicine from the pharmacy?”“Just drive the car.” Brendan gave the most indifferent reply. “Don’t waste time. We have to go back as soon as possible.”Sam had no choice but to speed up.The moment they arrived at the airport, it was boarding time. Sam gave Deirdre a flight ticket and said, “Miss McKinnon, do talk to the flight attendants so that they will lead you to your first-class cabin.”What did Sam mean?Deirdre was startled. “What about you two? Are you not boarding the plane?”“Of course we are.” Sam hesitated before he added, “It’s just that the first class has the last seat available, and Mr. Brighthall and I are taking the business class.”What a coincidence!Deirdre fe
Fortunately Deirdre didn’t have to go in.After unfastening the safety belt, Sam asked, “Mr. Brighthall, may I know where the documents are?”“I’ll get them,” said Brendan.“I’ll go. It’s cold out there. Moreover, I’ll be faster.” Sam tried to stop Brendan.After a sudden pause, Brendan said, “The marriage certificate is under the pillow in the bedroom.”‘Under the pillow?’Deirdre fell into a daze and quickly recovered her senses, but she kept feeling numb in her chest.To think that Brendan actually kept the marriage certificate under the pillow.Why?Deirdre was very confused.When they registered, Deirdre carefully wrapped her marriage certificate with a cloth while Brendan simply threw his on the coffee table in the dining room and sneered so much that he didn’t even feel like taking a second look.He had been tolerating the marriage from the start. The marriage certificate was just a tool to divorce one day, so it stood to reason that Brendan should have put it away in
Brendan slightly moved his fingertips when Deirdre took a deep breath and said, “About the abduction—”“Mr. Brighthall, Miss McKinnon.”Sam came out of the mansion at some point, opened the car’s door, and said, “I’ve got them all.”“Alright.” Brendan threw the cigarette butt and said, “Let’s go.”Sam slightly hesitated, but not for long. He restarted the car’s engine.When they got to the courthouse, it was just noon.Deirdre recovered her senses and got out of the car together with Sam. She felt surprised and dazed when she stepped on the ground.She was finally about to get a divorce.Even though they had just been married for two years, it seemed that it had taken most of her life. Perhaps she might need a lot of time to get through it in the future, but it ended so simply now.Deirdre closed and opened her eyes while Brendan got out of the car behind her. Following that, the two entered the courthouse together.“Are you two here to register? Please go to the counter in f
“The door is not locked.”Deirdre pushed the door in and heard the sound of Brendan coughing more clearly.Brendan didn’t know it was Deirdre who knocked on the door, so he demanded after a moment, “Sam, go get me a glass of water.”Deirdre turned and went downstairs without much thought.There wasn’t any hot water, so Deirdre got a kettle to boil some hot water. When she went back to Brendan, she brought along a first-aid box.When Brendan stood up to take the glass of water, he saw a woman's slender and fair fingers and looked up to the owner."Why is it you?" Brendan took a deep breath before realizing that because Deirdre was sleeping in the mansion today, Sam should have left by now.Deirdre didn’t reply to Brendan but asked as she put the first-aid box on the bedside table, “Where’s the coughing medicine?”Brendan didn’t want to answer. He merely drank half a glass of water and lay back on the bed. “Get out.”Deirdre pursed her lips. “Brendan Brighthall, it’s not like yo