Resent, Reject, Regret

Chapter 565 Don’t Leave Me, Dee

For a moment, Deirdre even thought she was touching a block of ice. It jolted her into a

realization of what might have happened. Alarmed, she tried to shake him awake.

“Brendan Brighthall, wake up! Now!”

He answered her with a painful whimper. She tried to touch his face.

It was feverish.

There was no way he did not have a fever. The man was already halfconscious—if she

left him like this, the worst could very well happen.

Deirdre felt as though her mind had blanked. It took her effort to wake herself out of her

panic and feel her way out of the room. She finally felt the door of her neighbor and

opened it.

A stranger opened it with marked annoyance.

“E-Excuse me! I don’t want to bother you, but I am blind and need your help. My friend

has a nasty fever right now, so can you help me call the front desk so they can send a

staff member up to our room?”

Few people could decline to help a beautiful woman in need-especially on something as

urgent as this. The stranger called the front desk without further ado and comforted

Deirdre. “Chill, okay? It’s easy to get a fever in weather like this. Your friend will be

alright.”

After a crude examination, the staff came and confirmed Brendan was

fever. Unfortunately, there was little they could do given

is still pouring out there, miss, and the nearest

right now… It might just worsen his condition. My

him some medicine to cool down his fever and turn the AC up. You’ll have to

morning when the rain should stop. We’ll then send your friend to the

thing. Sounds

only nod. ‘Thank

“Just doing my

sent warm water and medicine soon enough. Deirdre

on the table, hesitated momentarily, and began to undress Brendan. She

to see anything, but she could feel, including his

everything.

reminding her in dismay that her shower

not in the mood to shower again, though,

and listened to the sound

waking dream-she was back to those times when she

snapped out of the illusion and pinched the

Brendan was still unconscious, she cast her eyes low

was seriously musing about leaving

to seek help. I’m blind, you see. And the weather’s bad.

this happened and nobody can blame me for it. Whether you

or die on the next day… it’s got

it, Brendan. Not because I hold even

never be as heartless as you are, no matter

rested her head on the edge of the bed and slept. In her sleep,

and was startled

“Water.”

voice sounded weak and almost unreal as if