Deirdre felt an urge to laugh, finding it absurd and boring, as if she were a complete fool.

"If you're concerned about me getting hurt, then who caused my current injuries?" she asked coldly.

Jet was stunned, unable to speak for a while. "Mr. Brighthall... He regrets it too. At first, I thought he had lost his sanity, but then he regained his senses and called a doctor for you. He even insisted on saving the child!" he stuttered.

Deirdre raised her head in astonishment, her eyes filled with disbelief.

"I can swear to God that everything I've said is true," Jet swore.

"Including his desire to save the child?" Deirdre asked for assurance as her breathing became erratic.

"Of course. He left only after confirming the child was unharmed," replied Jet.

Deirdre closed her eyes, suddenly feeling very confused. She couldn't understand what Brendan was thinking.

In one moment, he discussed eliminating the child, and in the next, he urged the doctor to save the child. His behavior appear