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.

he asked, “Why are you standing at the door, Miss. McKinnon?

from her surprise and

she should not care about Brendan’s survival because it was none of her business Even if he was dying for real, he deserved it for the evildoings

of agitation. She loathed the man and hoped she could squeeze the

“My legs didn’t feel good from

under the assumption that you

asked, “How is his condition? Will he be

the surgery arrangements now.” Declan said, “He will need to recuperate

relieved to hear that. “Great then. Let’s head

his matters to attend to, so he notified

after his previous surgery with great effort, so there was no telling how

on? You look

reached out his hand and

and wrapped her arms around the man’s waist. “I’m just a little

surgery this time is very safe, and I will only need to recuperate afterward. There won’t be any issue

Deirdre’s smile