"Well, it's clean," Deirdre replied with a flush on her face. She wriggled free and submerged herself in the hot spring.

Brendan followed suit, but he pulled her into his embrace, sitting her on his lap.

"Deirdre, I dislike it when other women touch me," he said.

Deirdre nodded, understanding that Brendan had always been like this. However, there was a certain tolerance when it came to Charlene, although there was still a distance between them.

"I washed for a long time, and my skin turned