Chapter 216 Youâre Going to Live, I Promise âI wouldnât have attended the bullsh*t party had I known that this would happen.â
Noticing that Brendan could not be stopped, the hotel manager ordered a bodyguard to follow him.
Brendan ran into the rain, and his body was drenched in just a moment. The rain did not feel like water droplets anymore but more like blades. The coldness of the rain cut into his skin like sharp blades.
He was terrified.
âDeirdre! Deirdre! Come out!â
He searched for her everywhere and he assumed that he would be able to locate her within half an hour. That was far from what actually happened. He ran a few tens of meters and found the woman that was constantly on his mind standing at the bus station.
She was holding an umbrella to shield herself from the rain. Despite the umbrella, her entire body was drenched due to the strong wind.
Her hair was stuck to her drenched clothes, and she was curled up in the corner like an abandoned kitten. Brendan felt piercing pain in his heart. He reacted to the situation by running forward and exerting every ounce of strength he had to envelop the woman in his arms.
The umbrella was dropped to the ground and swept into the wind.
Deirdre reacted slowly. âThe busâ¦â
âWhat?â
âThe last bus isnât here yet.â
She said this even though she had already made up her mind to stay. She would brace herself to endure this agonizing life for Ophelia.
âAre you trying to leave?â Brendan clenched his teeth in anger and said in a furious voice, âIs that why you left the room so quickly and happily? To come to the bus stop? Did you think that you could get away from me easily by walking away from me because youâre in Southyarn?â
Deirdre shut her eyes shakily and felt Brendanâs grip clutching her tighter bit by bit. She opened her mouth, but her knees buckled abruptly.
She collapsed in Brendanâs arms.
âDeirdre! Deirdre!â
Brendan touched Deirdreâs face, which had already turned green and blue in the cold rain, only to realize that her forehead was burning like boiling water.
Fear overpowered him instantly. He remembered Kallus telling him about Deirdreâs inability to withstand harsh environmental factors given her health condition. Otherwise, her condition would get out of hand and all hell would break loose.
He scooped up Deirdre in his arms hastily and ran into the hotel.
âWhereâs the doctor? Whoâs a doctor here?â
Brendan ran inside with bloodshot eyes, the woman in his arms breathing shallowly. Her face had turned an unnatural shade of green and purple, and she appeared weak. Brendan was in a flurry of panic.
The hotel manager said, âThereâs no doctor here. We only managed to build the hotel, but there are still many other facilities yet to be built. We only managed to organize this party today after extending our working hours to complete the construction.â
âWhat?â Brendanâs entire body was shaking from rage. He could not be bothered to lose his temper anymore, as this was far less important than Deirdreâs life. âWhereâs the nearest hospital then?!â
âThe nearest hospital is located 20 minutes away by car, and the journey will surely take longer now that itâs raining.â
There was a huge commotion outside suddenly. The bodyguard ran inside with a panic-stricken.
expression. âThereâs a hailstorm, and itâs a bad one. Iâm afraid that itâs strong enough to smash a hole in al windshield.â
Brendanâs flawless, gorgeous face was tense, and his eyes were bloodshot.
The hotel manager said boldly, âWhy donât we take her to your room first and warm her up with the heating, Mr. Brighthall? Keep her in the room overnight, and weâll take her to the hospital first thing tomorrow!â
Brendan knew better than anybody else that Deirdre would not survive the night. She had a high fever that she would not recover from in a night.
The hailstorm grew stronger, but Brendan picked up Deirdre and ran to the underground garage right away.
âHold on, Deirdre! Iâm taking you to the hospital! Youâre going to live, I promise!â
He drove as hail kept smashing into his windshield constantly, producing loud noises. The night journey was made more difficult by the wind, rain, and hail.