Resent, Reject, Regret

Resent Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 442

Chapter 442 So Was That Your Tacit Invitation?

“Why, Kyran? Why do you think I’m… like this?”

Bitterness tinged her last question. She was angry-angry at the incomprehensibility of her own emotions.

Kyran’s hand ran down her back, his expression serene. “Deirdre, you don’t feel joy over anyone’s death because you’re that kind-hearted. Your happiness doesn’t need to be built on anyone’s pain.”

“But I should be happy! Shouldn’t I?”

“Deirdre?” Kyran lifted her chin and gazed into her eyes. “Do you still love him?”

“Love who?”

“Him.”

She shook her head with all her might. Tears of bitter, painful anger rolled out of her cheeks. “Love!? I hate him! I hate him so much… it’s wearing me out…”

“So, you’ll never forgive him, no matter what he does?”

There was not a shred of hesitancy in her response.”Never!”

her

a quiet sense of

thinking. If you are that sure of your answer,

word choice implied sadness. Deirdre did not notice it until she mulled

She stiffened.

you is the strength of your resolve. Are you as determined as you think you are? Is your conviction as unshakable as you’ve imagined? Or is there a soft

answers you gave me were pretty good indicators, right? It wasn’t pity or sympathy. You just hate him so much it wore you out and made you want

her unease had nothing. to do with Brendan himself. She felt perturbed because she had rejected Madame Brighthall’s plea for help-because she cared about that old

suffer the loss of her one last family member. She did not want her to send off her son, who was still in the prime of his youth, when she should have been the one to

sentiments now. Her lip curled. “Thanks,

thanked me in another

was stunned. ‘A-Another

The man’s breath was beating down on her-rhythmic, heavy. Closer. A puff escaped from his lips, dispelling the

melted together, Deirdre’s

Her senses became a blur. When her lucidity. returned a little, she realized she was already lying on his bed, and his breathing had lost its usual,

rhythm.

of her ears burnt. “K-Kyran, n-not now…

tripping itself. “T-This is

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