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.

shut the door while he asked, “Why are you standing at

and suppressed

survival because it was none of her business Even if he was dying for

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

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

the assumption that you had grown impatient from waiting outside for

his condition? Will he be able to undergo surgery

will need to recuperate for a while after the

to hear that. “Great then. Let’s head

to attend to, so he notified Kyran at the

previous surgery with great effort, so

on?

man reached out his hand and clasped her hand

fine.” Deirdre perked up, turned around, and wrapped her arms around the man’s waist.

very safe, and I will

smile grew