Brendan did not speak but looked at her with his icy cold eyes. There was no telling what was on his mind.

Charlene could not help feeling guilty. “Brendan…”

“Charlene, don’t think that I’m a fool,” said Brendan. The coldness exuded from his body, and his eyes that could see through her were all meant to warn her. “I don’t want what happened last night to happen again, do you understand?”

“Brendan…” Charlene was scared out of her wits, and tears streamed down her face instantly. She had no choice but to acknowledge her guilt at this point. “I didn’t do that on purpose. I love you too much, and I fell for a doctor’s advice. I thought that doing this would reconcile our relationship, I—”

“It seems that you don’t understand my words.” Brendan interrupted her coldly. “I want you to answer that you won’t let this happen again.”

He leaned over with narrowed eyes and a cold demeanor. "I despise being a pawn in someone's plan. Ophelia's survival is of lesser importance to me than being m