Resent, Reject, Regret

Chapter 437 I Won’t Let You Off

Deirdre felt her ears humming and raised her head abruptly.

‘Die? Who’s dying?”

Her eyes were filled with disbelief, and she got up from her seat shakily. It felt as if the air was made of needles as every breath she took pierced her lungs. She wanted to ask, yet the nurses had only chatted briefly before turning around and parting ways.

Deirdre leaned against the ice-cold wall by herself and replayed the conversation between the nurses repeatedly in her head.

‘Brendan is dying?

Deirdre’s mind went blank, and she thought about Madame Brighthall’s sudden appearance and the desperation in her voice at the time.

Deirdre felt her chest tightening and wondered if it was a misunderstanding Or, it might even be a joke. Brendan is still doing well. He was still talking in the restaurant earlier How can he be

All of a sudden, the door behind her opened

Kyran furrowed his eyebrows when he found Deirdre standing at the door, her face ghastly pale.

him and shut the door while he asked, “Why are you standing at the door, Miss. McKinnon? Aren’t you tired

and suppressed the doubts in

her business Even if

She loathed the man and hoped she

her head, and said, “My legs didn’t feel good from all

under the assumption that you had grown impatient from waiting

“How is his condition? Will he be able

will need to recuperate for a while after the surgery. Then

that. “Great then. Let’s

he notified Kyran

Kyran’s surgery. He could only get out of bed a month after his previous surgery with great effort, so there was no telling how serious

on? You

out his hand and

Deirdre perked up, turned around, and wrapped her arms around the man’s waist. “I’m just a little worried

her hair. “I’m going to recover well, of course. The surgery this time is very safe, and I will only need to recuperate afterward. There won’t be any issue

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