“I won’t…” Deirdre’s hand was swollen from the hit. She pulled back her hand and held it with her other hand as she said in an airy voice, “I want to live because I will only meet my mother by staying alive.”

Brendan’s expression was tainted with sternness when he heard that. He removed the tie that he had been attempting to tie around his neck but had failed due to agitation. He grabbed Deirdre’s hand and stuffed the tie into her fingers.

“Fasten the tie for me!”

Deirdre reacted when her hands felt the tie. It had already been a very long time since she had done this, but her movements were still extremely skillful. It was because she used to practice every day in the past so she could perform her duty as Mrs. Brighthall.

Brendan was completely unaware of that.

The reason he made Deirdre fasten the tie was to change the topic of conversation, but he felt infuriated by the sight of Deirdre being so skillful with the tie.

“I suppose Sterling frequently taught you how to fasten