It was what Brendan wanted indeed. However, he was puzzled and displeased by Deirdre’s attitude.

“Yes, you’re going to bear a child,” Brendan said in a calm tone. “I refuse to believe that you don’t want a child!”

Deirdre took a deep breath because she felt suffocated. “Whose child am I going to bear? Yours?”

“Who else’s?” Brendan’s voice turned nonchalant abruptly, as if he was doubting Deirdre. His dark eyes turned cold as well. “Who else do you want to have a child with other than me?”

Deirdre wanted to laugh but could not bring herself to laugh after feeling the acid reflux in her throat.

Brendan had destroyed her first child and her ability to become a mother, yet he claimed that he would help her seek treatment as if he was doing charity. ‘Does he think that doing this will offset his guilt and the hardships that I’ve endured?’

She had to push her tongue against her teeth with great effort to stop herself from asking him to leave, yet her body was still shaking. She looke