Emily glared fiercely at Deirdre from beneath the stage, gnashing her teeth tightly. Deirdre could see now, and she appeared even more beautiful and alluring than before. Emily couldn't deny that she had panicked when she saw Deirdre.

She quickly turned her head to look at the man beside her. Brendan's dark eyes reflected Deirdre's image, and he never looked away from her. Restless, Emily couldn't resist tugging at Brendan's sleeve.

"What's happening?" Brendan asked, lowering his head to hear her.

Emily forced a chuckle. "I'm not feeling well, Brendan. Could you please get me some antacid from a waiter?"

"Sure." Brendan complied without hesitation. He would always fulfill Emily's requests without complaint.

By the time he returned, Deirdre's performance had ended, and the crowd erupted in thunderous applause. He handed the medicine and water to Emily. She leaned close to Brendan, grabbing the medicine and stuffing it into her mouth to display their love to Deirdre. It brought her