“I have no idea either,” Brendan said in a daze. “I’ll hide it for as long as I can.”

He just hoped that day would not come so soon. This way, he would have more time to compensate her.

-

Deirdre had been staying in the house for the past few days. She didn't even open the door as she was too afraid to do so.

Based on her understanding of Brendan, she was confident that he would come for her the next day. However, three days had passed, and nothing had happened. It was so quiet, as if Brendan had never appeared in this city before at all.

Deirdre even started to wonder whether it was a dream that she had run into Brendan that day at the police station. However, the scorching sensation when the man’s lips fell on hers and his tenacity kept reminding her that everything was real.

Brendan had been there, and they had run into each other.

It was just that Brendan might still be bothered by Charlene’s case, so he did not have the luxury of caring about Deirdre.

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