Chapter 118 Uproot

’Deirdre will not be able to outshine me when I move into the villa.’ A tinge of cruelness flashed past her beautiful eyes. Soon afterward, she nodded with a gentle expression. “I don’t have any request except for Ms. McKinnon not to hurt me anymore.” … In the next three days, Brendan did not visit the villa anymore. Deirdre sat in the spacious living room by herself just as she did two years ago. The only change was her state of mind. She went from being a white jasmine waiting for the rising sun to a wilted rose emitting rot and stench inside out. “Ms. McKinnon.” Sam had been guarding the door all this time and had been watching as Deirdre sat on the sofa in a daze from sunrise to sunset. He felt rather sorry for her and could not refrain from striking up a conversation with her. “The flowers in the yard have bloomed and smell great. Would you like to head outside for a stroll? Perhaps you can get a whiff of the floral scent while you’re at it?” Deirdre remained in the same p