Deirdre’s eyelashes trembled. Even though she did not say anything, Brendan still placed the straw near her lips.

“It’s warm water. Hurry up and take a sip.”

Deirdre turned her head to the side. “How is Tobey? Where is he now?”

Brendan’s face sank. The doctor had said that Deirdre could not get too agitated again, so he replied, “He’s fine. Don’t worry about him.”

“I don’t believe you,” replied Deirdre. “I want to call him.”

“Deirdre!” snarled Brendan. He suppressed his anger and continued