Deirdre pretended not to know on purpose.

Brendan’s black eyes were dull and lifeless. He wondered whether Deirdre really trusted him or… she didn’t care.

At the thought of the second possibility, his heart began to twitch, and he couldn’t stop it.

Brendan chuckled as if he was mocking himself. “Deirdre, I’d prefer you questioning and suspecting me. After all, I lied to you. And this is better than remaining silent and not caring about what happened to me.”

Deirdre was stunned for a moment a