Resent, Reject, Regret

Resent Reject Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 565

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.”

the staff came and confirmed Brendan was suffering from

little they could do given their

“The rain is still pouring out there, miss, and the nearest hospital isn’t near at all. If

might just worsen his condition.

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

rain should stop. We’ll

thing.

only nod. ‘Thank

doing my

front desk sent warm water and medicine soon

hesitated momentarily, and began to undress Brendan. She might

see anything, but she could feel, including his

everything.

The entire process made her sweat, reminding

not in the mood to shower again,

and listened to the sound of

felt like a waking dream-she was back to those times when she

She snapped out of the illusion and pinched

she cast her eyes low and muttered to

musing about leaving you in your fever before

you see. And the weather’s

idea this happened and nobody can blame me

on the next day… it’s got nothing to do with me

I couldn’t do it, Brendan. Not because I hold even a lick of feelings for you…

as heartless as you are, no matter how hard

rested her head on the edge of the bed and slept.

and

“Water.”

voice sounded weak and almost unreal as if he was

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