Deirdre froze for a second. She had hardly recovered from the shock when someone stepped forward, grabbed her ankle, and began to drag her on the floor. “What are you doing?! Stop! Noooo!” Her screams fell on deaf ears. The leader responded with her own irate yell. “That demon-spawn inside you sure doesn’t know when to quit! Does it know it’s been two months already? Should have come flushing out a long time ago, you stubborn pain in the *ss. At this rate, we’ll have to become abortion providers ourselves, and that’s just sh*t!”Deirdre’s eyes widened. She wriggled out of the woman’s hold and fell on her knees, her hands clasped. “I’m begging you, please spare my child! It’s innocent!”“But you’re not, are you?” came the chilling retort. “Your sin, b*tch, is being an unrepentant simp to Mr. Brighthall. That’s it! The sh*ttiest, most terrible sin. Honestly, we’re just delivering your punishment! God, you have no idea how much he wants you dead already. And he emphatically wants th
Deirdre’s eyes did not focus. They did not react at all.The doctor pressed her lips with a pang of pity. Faced with a woman whose face was in irreversible ruin, the doctor suddenly found it hard to form any words. “E-Excuse me?” Deirdre asked obviously. “Are you still there, doctor?”She reached out before retreating sharply, as if something terrible had unfurled in her mind. Her voice was shaking. “W-Where are the lights? It’s so dark in here! I can’t see a thing! Turn on the lights!”She pulled the blanket away from her and leaped out of bed, knocking off the hospital trolley beside her. There was a loud cacophony of shattering glass as Deirdre crashed on the floor. “Easy, there!” the doctor warned as she stepped forward to help her out. “There are trolleys around you. It’s quite the walking hazard, alright?”“Trolleys? Where?” Deirdre asked, her voice thick with tears. “Why can’t I see them, doctor? It’s pitch black in here, right? Right? There’s a p-p-power cut, perhaps? I
The guard took Deirdre to fill in her release papers. Before she was finished, though, she asked, “Excuse me, can you help me make a call?”“Sure.”She recited a string of numbers and waited, but no one picked up. Puzzled, the guard helping her wondered aloud, “Looks like this number belongs to no one, ma’am. Who were you trying to contact?”“Ophelia McKinnon. She’s… my adoptive mother.”“Adoptive mother?” Something about that name sounded familiar. He perused the death reports next to him and found that very name on one of the papers.Deirdre balled her fists up nervously. “So? Is she doing fine? She’s changed numbers, right? Can you give me her home address?”The guard exchanged a look with his colleague. “Please tell me her address. I’ll go visit her,” she added. Deirdre asked the guards to help her into a bus heading to the eastern side of Neve. It was a journey fraught with faceless mutters and whispers, but Deirdre pretended to be deaf and held onto the rail. Hoping.‘
He had one hand in his pocket, and his eyebrows were tightly furrowed. However, he said in a soft voice as he listened to the woman’s complaints, “Your body is frail, and you’re constantly experiencing dizzy spells that you still can’t recover from after seeking treatment for a year. It’s apparent that your body has yet to recover fully. Even though this place is tiny, the doctor who runs it is highly reputable. He will certainly be able to cure you.”“This tiny little clinic?” Charlene was filled with disbelief, but she saw Brendan’s displeased expression out of the corner of her eye. She bit her lower lip to brace herself before assuming a different expression immediately and wrapping her arm around the man’s strong arm. “I’m only worried that this is some swindler and you’re going to waste your money and time on this. Do you know how guilty that makes me feel, especially when you’re such a busy man?”“I won’t.” Brendan’s gaze landed on her arm, and he furrowed his eyebrows in an u
Charlene could not help becoming panicky and clenching her teeth. ‘Damn it! Why would this lingering b*tch show up here?’She took the preion written by Sterling, tossed the money to him, and ran outside in a haste. She was attempting to conceal her expression to the best of her ability despite feeling like she would lose it soon. She could not help panicking, and she had a feeling that something was about to change, yet she was trying to calm herself with great effort. ‘Those people in jail did a rather good job. Deirdre is already hideous beyond recognition. It would be fine even if Brendan were to encounter her. ‘How can a woman who disgusts anyone that steals an extra glance at her be worthy of Brendan’s attention?’At this thought, she calmed down and went after Brendan. Deirdre was frozen in the same spot in the office. ‘Why do I feel that the man who slammed the door and left had a familiar presence about him?‘It feels like…’Deirdre’s gaze was filled with chaotic
Sterling returned to the clinic and got back to work. Brendan clenched his fists tightly and pried open the fence eagerly to enter the backyard. He then made his way to Deirdre in a rage. Deirdre was enjoying the treat by herself. When she sensed the commotion, she was under the assumption that Sterling was approaching her again. “Why are you back? The cake does taste good indeed, and it’s even better than the one before. Would you like a bite?”She held the cake in her hand, her lips stained with cream. Brendan could not help making blind conjectures and wondering if Deirdre was kindly inviting Sterling to taste her lips. ‘Has their relationship already progressed to that base?’Brendan could not stand watching anymore, so he raised his hand abruptly and slapped the dessert off Deirdre’s hands. Deirdre was stunned by the unexpected violent force that knocked over the dessert and then heard the devil-like voice that came from above her saying, “Deirdre McKinnon, you’re really g
Brendan clenched his teeth and said, “Deirdre, I’ll be back tomorrow.”In the end, Brendan left, getting into his car and driving away. Deirdre’s knees buckled, and she fell on the lawn when she relaxed at last. Sterling held her while she sobbed and said in despair, “I’m sorry, Sterling. Don’t ask me anything. I just want to go home and calm down for a while. I’ll tell you the truth when I’m ready.”“It’s fine.” Sterling wrapped his arms around her, his eyes filled with sympathy and pity. He had been aware that Deirdre came with her own secrets. “What happened between you in the past is not important to me at all. It’s fine with me as long as you’re Deirdre.”-The next day, Deirdre did not go to the clinic, while Brendan was there as promised. He stood at the door and looked at the clamorous children in the corridor, his gaze tainted with a tinge of tenderness. If his child was amongst them, he believed that the child would be mischievous too. At the thought of that, Bren
The room was poorly ventilated and humid. It was an attic of the lowest quality without any decent furniture. Deirdre curled up under the blanket, her eyelids batting shakily in a piteous manner. Brendan felt his heart wrench in pain abruptly as he was about to approach her. All of a sudden, Deirdre opened her eyes shakily. The room was pitch black, but she could hear someone coming clearly. She asked in confusion, “Is that you, Sterling?”She spoke in a very gentle tone because she was ill, especially when uttering Sterling’s name. However, it felt like needles to Brendan’s ears. “Sterling? Your tone sounds really promiscuous. It seems that you have a rather close relationship with him, huh.” Brendan clenched his fist tightly and sniggered all of a sudden, his prior sympathy vanishing instantly. Deirdre’s face turned ghastly pale at once, and she clutched her blanket tightly. “Brendan! How did you get into my place?!”“If Sterling can come, why can’t I!” Brendan was infuri