Brendan had an abrupt heartache. He couldn’t understand why Deirdre would harm herself.

He then strode toward Deirdre, held her wrist, and demanded, “Come with me to get something to eat!”

Smelling the familiar scent only made Deirdre feel disgusted. “Don’t touch me!”

Biting her lip, Deirdre struggled to withdraw her hand. However, because she was starving, she was feeble. Without much effort, Brendan pulled Deirdre into his embrace, grabbed her chin, and snapped her head up. “What the hell a