Deirdre was caught in a daze for a moment, but she cleared her head soon enough.

‘Brendan’s tricks are growing cruller with time, and now he has learned to seek pity too?’

She would feel sorry for him at this point if she was her past self, but she felt nothing other than hatred now.

She said nonchalantly, “What does your well-being have anything to do with me? Go to the hospital if you’re unwell, Brendan. I’m not a doctor and can’t help you. If it’s inconvenient for you to send the phone to me, I’ll seek Mr. King’s help to get it from—”

“I won’t hand it to him.” Brendan took a deep breath and concisely interrupted her.

Deirdre was stunned and furrowed her eyebrows. “What are you doing, Brendan?”

Brendan repeated himself by saying, “Come see me.”

“No!” Deirdre roared aloud, her ghastly pale face flushed in anger.

The customers in the convenience store looked over at her.

She forced herself to calm down with great effort by clenching her fist tightly. Only then she found he