Resent, Reject, Regret

Chapter 441 He’s Dying

There was no movement. Surprised, Deirdre reached out and tried to grab hold of something.

There was nothing underneath the comforter. There was no one on the bed.

She heard no sounds from the bathroom, either. Deirdre had no idea when Kyran left-she had not had the chance to touch the man before she did the laundry. Where could the man be in such cold weather?

She was just wondering about it when the door opened. A cold gale broke in, carrying the scent only he possessed. She rose from the bed and asked, “Kyran?”

“It’s me.”

Deirdre breathed a sigh of relief and stepped forward. “Where have you been?”

The man’s hands were a bit cold. He pulled his one hand away and began to type, “The doctor recommends I perform more exercise, so when I woke up a little earlier today, I decided to take a walk downstairs. What’s up?”

“Oh, nothing,” Deirdre replied absent-mindedly. It was not his whereabouts that made her anxious-it was the possibility of Brendan knowing who Kyran was and making his move. “You should bring me along next time.”

“Won’t you

the pillow as if you’ve been tired for a long time. You didn’t even

days because she… Well, she doubted him and could not shake her dread off. But it was different now. Deirdre knew Kyran was Kyran.

of that crashed onto me. But now, I’m pretty much well-rested. Don’t you think I seem to have gotten up

chuckled. “Yes, very true. Very hardworking, too. Ever since you became my girlfriend, you’ve been acing every single one of your wifely duties… except one. Hmm. I wonder when that

it in a mechanical voice just made the

blushed so hard her cheeks were

aside. “I was joking. The only duty you have is to be by my

her head into his chest

for a while.

seemed to be kicked up in a cloud. She

can tell when you’re feeling okay or not, Deirdre. You’ve been wearing a long face since I stepped in, as if something’s troubling you.” Kyran’s

was wearing a long

the door, her entire soul yearned for Kyran’s hug.

with him.