Brendan could only drive at a slower speed, yet Deirdre had already lost consciousness. Her face went from purplish green to burning hot, and she was chanting Ophelia’s name in her unconscious state.

Even when she was at her lowest, the first thing on Deirdre’s mind was still Ophelia.

Brendan could not bring himself to feel jealous because Ophelia was everything to Deirdre.

He could only clench his teeth and comfort her by saying, “Hold on, Deirdre. You will only meet Ophelia if you’re conscious. It has already been more than a year since you last met her. Don’t you want to live a good life? You have to get through this even if you’re only doing this for her!”

However, everything went south from then on. The car engine died.

The hailstorm did not cease even after the car died halfway through the journey. Brendan removed his jacket and wrapped it around Deirdre’s body. He got out of the car and carried her in his arms as he ran into the rain without any hesitation.

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