NovelEnglishChapter 194 The Answer in Her Heart
Sam picked up the letter from the floor, and the sight of the writer’s name signed at the bottom made
him stop breathing.
The letter appeared to be old, and not in a fake way. It really was the letter left by Ophelia when she
had still been alive.
He looked at Deirdre, who was standing in front of him. The woman had stopped moving as soon as
the police officer had left and was now dangling from the gate just like before without moving. The
jacket had already fallen to the ground during her struggle, and the back of her figure looked
emaciated. The sight of her made pity fill his heart.
“Ms. McKinnon…” Sam felt uneasy deep down and spoke in an exploratory manner.
Deirdre slid down from the gate abruptly, her unfocused eyes bloodshot. She shook her head
desperately and chanted, “It’s fake… It must be fake! My mother is obviously still alive and well. I heard
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtthe voice clip of her saying she missed me. How could someone like her possibly have committed
suicide a year ago? This must be Charlene’s scheme!”
Sam was stunned. He had yet to figure out a way to console Deirdre when Deirdre dried her tears and
made up her mind. “That must be it. The police officer was fake! He wanted to turn me and Brendan
against each other, but I won’t grant his wish. What would I do if I provoked Brendan until he was so
angry that he didn’t let me meet my mother?
“Sam, am I right?”
Sam could not bring himself to answer. He looked at Deirdre’s bloodshot eyes, rendered speechless.
He thought to himself, ‘Does Deirdre already know the answer in her heart at this very moment?
She was only deceiving herself because this was the only way for her to persevere. She could not face
any of the other outcomes.
“The letter…” She suddenly began to feel about the ground. “Where is the letter?”
Sam stopped Deirdre and handed the letter to her personally. Deirdre lowered her gaze and explained,
1 would like to see if this forged letter feels real…”
Upon saying that, she left with the letter.
She soon returned to her room. Her hands were still stained with dust, so she wiped her fingers with a
towel before she touched the letter. The letter was scentless, with a tinge of moldy musk. It smelled like
a letter kept with many other items in a dark place for a long time.
She felt rather disappointed that she was blind at that very moment. She could not read the letter and
she could feel nothing with her sense of touch.
In the end, she placed the letter carefully on the table.
Brendan ran into the room just in time to witness the scene. He had assumed that the woman’s face
would be covered in tears and she would be hysterical. Or she would be experiencing an emotional
breakdown and would threaten him with her life so he would let her meet her mother to prove that she
was still alive.
However, she did not do any of that. Instead, Deirdre was sitting in the corner of the room in a daze.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShe was too quiet. Her back was bent, her waist was slender, and there was no life to her. A light ray
cast by the setting sun outside shone down on the woman and made her appear even lonelier and
more desolate.
Brendan’s heart was aching at that very moment, and the pain left a profound impression on him.
He knew that Deirdre was sinister, unscrupulous, and wildly imaginative. There would be nothing good
about Deirdre if he were to judge her, and she was a woman that no one would take an extra glance at
on the street. However, he felt sympathy for her because he owed her something. He had failed to
protect her mother, whom she loved deeply, after stripping her of one year of her freedom.
He adjusted his breathing and shut the door heavily. Deirdre was jolted back to reality. “You’re back?”
Her eyes were lowered. “I’m sorry for not welcoming you at the door. I didn’t realize that it was already
so late that it was time for you to come home.”
Brendan’s expression was stern as he watched her unexpected calmness. He suppressed the agitation
he felt in his heart and said in a deep voice, “Sam notified me that someone came today.”
“Hmm.” Deirdre nodded and said calmly, “A police officer came.”
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