Brendan furrowed his eyebrows deeply. “So, you’re saying that your mother wasn’t reacting in this manner because the memory was triggering to her?”

“Yes!” Deirdre inhaled a deep breath. “If she really did resist the memory, she would have reacted in this manner a long time ago. Hence, I suspect that those people wanted something from my mother, so she kept her memory hidden deep subconsciously. In the end, she would react so intensely even when she thought about it.”

At the thought of Ophelia's hardships there, Deirdre’s eyes were filled with guilt and remorse.

In an instant, Brendan held her hand to comfort her.

“I’m fine.” Deirdre calmed down.

Brendan said, “If that is the case, don’t bring this up to her anymore. She is innocent in this matter and is involved unwillingly. Let her live her life in peace now that she is back.”

“Hmm… However, since those people hurt my mother so terribly, they won’t let me off so easily. Hence, I can’t just do nothing while I await my doom…”

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