Deirdre pretended not to know on purpose.

Brendan’s black eyes were dull and lifeless. He wondered whether Deirdre really trusted him or… she didn’t care.

At the thought of the second possibility, his heart began to twitch, and he couldn’t stop it.

Brendan chuckled as if he was mocking himself. “Deirdre, I’d prefer you questioning and suspecting me. After all, I lied to you. And this is better than remaining silent and not caring about what happened to me.”

Deirdre was stunned for a moment and slowly clenched her fists. “Is there no other possibility?”

Brendan looked up at Deirdre as she said, “I just believe you.

“Brendan, I believe there is nothing between you and Miss Collins. If you had thoughts of marrying other women to strengthen yourself, you wouldn’t have disregarded your reputation in the previous matter.

“Since you were just attending a social event, how can that be considered lying to me? You just didn’t go to the company.”

Deirdre said in a light and calm tone as