Upon saying that, Charlene turned her head to the side, her body trembling from fear, as if she was reluctant to be in Deirdre’s presence.

However, Deirdre was forced to bow down to her at the door repeatedly because of her remark.

The nurse in the room shut the door coldly while Deirdre remained kneeling before the door on the hard, tiled floor. She had also knelt on the muddy ground yesterday night, so blood was seeping from her red, swollen knees.

Deirdre’s face turned ghastly pale from the pain, and cold sweat was streaming down her cheeks. Meanwhile, she heard Charlene’s coquettish voice coming from the other side of the door. “Brendan, I’m thirsty. Will you get me some water?”

The strong passion in the room was unstoppable.

Cold sweat dripped from Deirdre’s face. Her gaze was empty, and her knees went numb from pain.

She drew the attention of quite some people while she knelt in the corridor. People were gathering around to watch her, some of them confused, while other