After speaking, Brendan's face turned pale, and his brows furrowed in intense pain.

Deirdre was instantly shaken to the core.

Brendan might not be aware, but she knew that he had been hypnotized and influenced by the hypnotic suggestions.

It was already incredibly difficult for him to sort out his own thoughts, and now he wanted to make a choice.

Deirdre's eyes welled up with bitterness. She lunged toward Brendan and embraced him, sobbing and choking with tears.

"Brendan... Brendan..." she repeated his name while quietly apologizing in her heart.

It was all her fault. She had trusted a wolf to watch over the sheep, allowing Brendan to drink the medicine without hesitation, ultimately harming his once-healthy physique.

And now, he was even more deeply trapped in the torment of hypnotic suggestions, yet he still mustered all his mental strength to stand in front of her.

Brendan was taken aback for a moment, then closed his eyes and embraced her. "I'm here.

"Deirdre, I don't know