Resent, Reject, Regret

Chapter 315 He’s Just a Kid!

“Well, there you have it!” Deirdre chuckled. “He’s handsome and a friend of Mr. King, which means he’s also rich, isn’t he? Why would someone like that take a liking to a random blind woman in some

backwater village? It’s just weird! I mean, I doubt his disability hardly hurt his desirability. I wouldn’t meet his standard even if he lowered it!”

“Lord, I swear…” Madame Russell faltered. How was she supposed to tell her about Kyran’s stormy scowl the moment she emphasized on Deirdre being hers?

And which handsome, rich Prince Charming would deign himself with menial labor for a woman he just met? Aristocrats like these probably lived their entire lives without ever touching any kind of work tool!

“Come on, Madame Russell.” Deirdre cooed reassuringly. She wrapped her arm around the older woman’s. “Mr. Reed accidentally injured my forehead last night, so today, he came to apologize and help to make it up for me. He’s not interested in me, okay? And it’s impossible, too. My conditions and everything? So, let’s not think too much. Agree?”

“He hurt you? Oh, sweetie! Where?” Madame Russell felt a pang in her chest.

Don’t worry. It’s all good

darkness of the night, so it came as news to her. Still, knowing Mr. Reed’s intention made her relax. It made sense for him to help her if it was just a means to

herself was being rather hostile instead

the house and had their meal. Deirdre’s recovery was palpable-her appetite had returned, and she finished her meal completely. After they were done, she got ready

Dee. Help me clean these potatoes. I’m gonna sell them

had just started her

Eilis, or so help

mid-action. Madame Russell cast the pail in her hands to the floor. “What’s the big idea? And to

hands broke in and shoved the older

“What in the

her with a scowl as though someone owed her a year’s rent. She had dragged her grandson with her,

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