“Don’t move! Do you want the entire back of your hand to swell up?” Brendan furrowed his eyebrows, took a step forward, and clutched her wrist.

Deirdre wanted to struggle free, but Brendan immediately said, “Don’t blame me for doing something to you if you insist on moving!”

Hearing that, Deidre didn’t dare to move an inch. Her eyes were clouded with fear and bewilderment as she uttered hoarsely, “What the hell do you want from me?”

She truly didn’t understand his intentions. She had already lost everything she held dear.

‘What else does he want from me when I have already lost my face, the one that looked similar to Charlene’s?’ thought Deirdre inwardly.

Brendan clenched his fists tightly and said in a cold, mocking tone, “Deirdre, you should check your reflection in the mirror. Did you really think that I’d still want to see you? I’m only doing this to find my child. I would like to meet him and introduce him to my family. I promise that I won’t lay eyes on you even once from