Before Deirdre shut her eyes, she wrapped her arms around Maeve’s arm and said, “I feel lucky that you’re still alive, mother. Don’t be saddened by dad's death. I’ll protect you from now on, and I will live well for you.”

She fell asleep drowsily while Maeve’s eyes widened. She was so deeply moved by Deirdre’s remark that she didn’t know what to say. What would the real Ophelia say at this very moment? She could not figure out an answer.

The phone in her pocket vibrated. She waited until Deirdre was in a deep sleep before she moved away Deirdre’s arms cautiously and got out of bed.

She walked out of the room to find Brendan smoking at the door. There were already a few cigarette butts scattered on the ground. His dark eyes were narrowed as he looked up to the first floor and said without even turning to Maeve, “Is Deirdre suspicious?”

Maeve shook her head. “It is apparent that she isn’t. Ms. McKinnon is very pure and will go straight to the point and express something that is bot