Sterling fell to the ground, causing exclamations.

Deirdre yelled, "Stop!" She looked at the person who did it in disbelief, but she didn't expect to see a familiar silhouette.

Sterling wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and before he could get up from the ground, he was suddenly pulled up by Brendan, who was holding him by his collar with reddened eyes.

"Sterling, is the lesson I taught you not enough? Who allowed this? Who allowed you to be with Deirdre!?"

Deirdre's mind went blank, and when she came back to her senses, she rushed over. "Brendan! Are you crazy!? Let go of Sterry!"

"Sterry, Sterry... Is he the only one in your mind!?" Brendan threw the clothes on Deirdre's shoulders to the ground. He pressed his palm against his forehead but couldn't hold back the surging anger. "Deirdre, don't forget, you still have my seed in your womb! Who allowed you to hang out with him on the street? Come back with me right away!"

Brendan gripped Deirdre with such bone-crushing