Brendan held her in his arms and nodded to Ophelia. They both waited anxiously for the doctor to come out and only after he declared that everything was fine did they both breathe a sigh of relief.

"I told you, there's nothing to worry about," Brendan said as he held Deirdre's cold hands.

Deirdre realized this later and hugged Brendan tightly for a long time. She blushed slightly as if she were starting to rely more and more on Brendan, which might not necessarily be a good thing.

Madame Brighthall was then transferred to a regular ward, and during this time, Brendan's phone in his pocket kept ringing.

Deirdre couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you going to answer it? Is it a work matter?"

Brendan glanced at the caller ID. He had just been discussing a business deal with someone and had left the meeting abruptly. Naturally, his phone would be bombarded with calls.

"It's work-related, but it's not important." Brendan wrapped Deirdre's cold hand in his palm and exhaled a warm breath w