Resent, Reject, Regret

Chapter 481 A Similar Coat

“Sorry, but once you find the original for these designs, please inform us.” Declan gave these photos and left with Kyran.

Kyran’s gaze turned to the direction of the bicycle. It prompted Declan to ask, “What’s wrong?”

He looked away. “Nothing.”

He felt hollow. Not having enough rest only exacerbated his unrest-he frequently looked as though he was a soulless husk wearing a pale, lifeless face.

Declan could not watch his friend any longer. “You gotta stop following me around, I think. You’ve only just recovered, and… now is the critical time to rest up.”

“I can’t,” Kyran replied candidly. Just the thought that Deirdre might have fallen off the cliff and died broke his heart. “I don’t know if she’s dead or alive! Even if she were dead… Even if she were dead, I would leave only after seeing her lifeless body right in front of me!”

The rising tides would gradually bring any flotsam to the shore, would it not? Even a dead body would end up here one day. He simply needed to wait. If all else failed, he would wait for her corpse.

Declan thought he was hopeless. “So what if you see her body? Are you so sure you won’t break down at the sight of it?”

pulled open the car door, and

haplessly

room- which gave her the space to clean up-she wheeled her bicycle

immediately tell how superior its quality was

market. “Is

upstairs and softly talked to the village chief, “Honey? You won’t believe this. Our son has finally moved on from that incident and

head was still revolving around the clothes in the photos, so he did not care much about what his wife said. “Pfft, as he should be. How long has it been? What’s the point of obsessing over a girl the

little bit more?” Madame Leigh snapped, frustrated. She snatched the pictures away from him and added sourly, “What’s so

important than you might think. If we find her, we’ll get at

Leigh’s interest. She examined the photos, and they were all feminine clothes, though one of them… Something about it seemed familiar

village head snatched the pictures away and turned away from her on his bed. “You should go to sleep. I’m

“Okay.”

thought still buzzing in her head,

got up the next morning to find Hoyt all groomed and ready to leave. “Where are

“The market.”