Brendan sank into silence. Deirdre withdrew her fingers into her palm and turned away.

The journey was a silent one as they drove to the old residence. Since Brendan had informed the Brighthall family entourage beforehand, several maids and domestic workers waited for her arrival.

When Deirdre got out of the car, Brendan said, “There has always been just one person in my heart, and that’s you, Dee. I just need more time.”

He did not stop to visit the house. Instead, he drove away.

Deirdre had not even made her way to the living room when Madame Brighthall appeared and hurried toward her. One of the maids was even calling out to her from behind. “Please, ma’am! It’s cold and windy out here! You should put on more clothes!”

Deirdre stayed where she was, her feet rooted to the ground.

Madame Brighthall approached and greeted jovially, “Deirdre, dear, Bren told me you’re coming to stay for two days!”

Brendan had even lied to his mother.

Deirdre nodded instead of telling his mothe