‘You don’t deserve to compare yourself to him.’

The remark was merciless. It sent a wave of pain through his body like a sharp knife that stabbed into his heart. Yet, he did not even have the excuse to disclose the truth about himself.

Kyran was him but not him at the same time.

Kyran was the product of his meticulous disguise. He was a robot with forcefully controlled emotions and sexual desires. He was the exact opposite of Brendan.

In truth, he wanted Deirdre to accept his true self even more. However, he knew that it was only his silly notion.

Brendan’s fists tightened at the sight of the vigilant woman who was near the point of breakdown. A feeling of extreme reluctance was burning in his chest.

He could not refrain from saying, “Do you hate me that much?”

Deirdre was shaking. She sneered upon hearing that, as if she was poking fun at his question.

“I understand now.” Brendan chuckled in a self-mocking way. “That man is all you care about, so you want me to disappear from