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.

right behind him and shut the door while he asked, “Why are you standing

from her surprise and suppressed the

knew that 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 he

final ounce of agitation. She loathed the man and hoped she could squeeze the man’s

She composed herself, shook her head, and said, “My legs didn’t

was under the assumption that you

his condition? Will he be able to undergo surgery after three

“He will need to recuperate for

hear that.

he notified Kyran at

bed a month after his previous surgery with great effort, so

on? You

man reached out his hand and clasped

Deirdre perked up, turned around, and wrapped her arms around the man’s

going to recover well, of course. The surgery this time is very safe, and I will only need to recuperate afterward. There

smile grew