The moment when Deidre had been forced to get out, she must have been thrilled to finally leave Brendan and privately go back to Sterling.

However, before Deirdre could even reach Sterling, she had been abducted into an illegal industry.

Brendan wanted to laugh, but his chest felt stuffy and painful. Regardless of how strong the wind was, it wasn’t as cold as the chill in his heart.

Brendan’s lips quivered in anger, and rage churned inside of him, trying to crush him down.

“Brendan? Are you alright?” Charlene didn’t feel good while looking at Brendan. She wondered whether Deirdre’s intention to leave had hit him that hard.

“Yes, I’m good.” Brendan closed his eyes with a quiver. After a while, when he reopened his eyes, the sentiment in them had disappeared. It had been replaced with his usual indifference and an affectionless gaze. “Go back. It’s cold out here. You don’t want to get sick.”

“Would you like to go back with me?” Charlene felt his warmth and was assured that Brendan