She believed that she would not end up the way she had when she had fallen from the second floor if she jumped from here. She had broken a few ribs but she had lived and been discharged from the hospital previously. She would die if she were to fall from this floor. However, Deirdre did not feel an ounce of fear in her heart as she felt the wind. She stepped over and sat on the ledge easily, her feet hanging in the air. It felt as if she had traveled back in time while playing with the water in the pond of the slums. She felt more joyous and relaxed than she had ever felt before. The doctor noticed that something was off and came rushing to the third floor. His expression turned pale with fear. “Ms. McKinnon! Don’t do anything rash! Come down here, quick!”“Don’t come near me.” Deirdre turned her head, her hair blowing in the wind, her gaze so empty that the sight of her was pitiful. “I will jump if you take one step closer to me!”The doctor was almost in tears, as no one wo

Hence, Sam ran over instinctively with his arm outstretched and grabbed Deirdre’s wrist the very moment Deirdre jumped without the slightest hesitation. He only discovered how absurdly skinny the woman was the moment he grabbed her wrist. She was all skin and bones. “Ms. McKinnon! Give me your other hand! Quick!”Deirdre’s expression, which had been filled with despair, finally changed ever so slightly when she heard Sam’s voice, but it was only a minute change. Tears kept flowing out of the corners of her eyes constantly. She raised her head and said with feigned calmness, “Sam, I treat you well usually. If you really want to do something good for me, loosen your grip, okay? It’s too painful to live. Let me be with my mother and perform my duty as a daughter.”Sam felt an ache in his heart so painful that he could not speak. Brendan ran over with bloodshot eyes and clutched Deirdre’s arm tightly.No one knew this, but Brendan had felt his sinking heart halt to a stop the very

Dr. Ginger ran over to Deirdre as well. He felt Deirdre’s forehead with his hand, his expression unpleasant as he said hastily, “Take her to the room! Ms. McKinnon’s body is too weak. She can’t stand the cold.”Brendan carried Deirdre down to her room and wrapped her body tightly in a blanket. He turned on the heater as well. The knot in the pit of his stomach felt relieved ever so slightly when he felt the warmth returning to the woman’s body. He left the rest to Dr. Ginger. Brendan headed outside for a smoke while Sam guarded the door. He said with difficulty when he noticed Brendan, “Mr. Brighthall…”He kept his head lowered, his expression overwhelmed with emotions. He hesitated for a long time before he finally said, “Is Ms. McKinnon’s mother… still alive?”Brendan turned his head and took a cold glance at him. He had a cold, threatening look in his eyes. “What are you trying to tell me?”Sam pursed his lips. “If Ms. McKinnon’s mother is not alive anymore, this lie won’t l

“I won’t…” Deirdre’s hand was swollen from the hit. She pulled back her hand and held it with her other hand as she said in an airy voice, “I want to live because I will only meet my mother by staying alive.”Brendan’s expression was tainted with sternness when he heard that. He removed the tie that he had been attempting to tie around his neck but had failed due to agitation. He grabbed Deirdre’s hand and stuffed the tie into her fingers. “Fasten the tie for me!”Deirdre reacted when her hands felt the tie. It had already been a very long time since she had done this, but her movements were still extremely skillful. It was because she used to practice every day in the past so she could perform her duty as Mrs. Brighthall. Brendan was completely unaware of that. The reason he made Deirdre fasten the tie was to change the topic of conversation, but he felt infuriated by the sight of Deirdre being so skillful with the tie. “I suppose Sterling frequently taught you how to fasten

“How did that happen…” Charlene bit her lower lip, feeling scared out of her wits. She asked in a flurry, “What happened afterward? Is Ms. McKinnon alright? She’s too foolish. Why would she commit suicide because of this?”“She was saved in the end.”“Great then.” Charlene felt relieved. She remembered something that made her face turn paler and she looked at Brendan incredulously. “Brendan, you’re here to tell me about Ms. McKinnon’s suicide attempt… What are you implying? You also asked about my whereabouts yesterday. Could you be suspecting me of exposing the secret?”Brendan did not answer, but Charlene’s eyes reddened with tears instantly. “Did Ms. McKinnon tell you that I told her the secret?”“No.” Brendan frowned deeply, and his voice sounded agitated. “I was only asking casually.”Tears were falling from Charlene’s eyes. “You don’t have to put in a good word for Ms. McKinnon. Why would you associate the incident with me if she hadn’t mentioned it? Besides, Brendan, you’re