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.”

crude examination, the staff came

was little they could do

is still pouring out there, miss, and the nearest hospital isn’t near

now… It might just worsen his

cool down his fever and turn the AC

the rain should stop. We’ll

first thing. Sounds

only nod.

“Just doing

and medicine soon enough. Deirdre received them,

table, hesitated momentarily, and began

blind to see anything, but she could feel, including his

everything.

entire process made her sweat, reminding her in dismay

not in the mood to shower again,

to the sound of rain

It felt like a waking dream-she was back to those

pinched the

unconscious, she cast her eyes low and

seriously musing about leaving you in your fever

And the weather’s

happened and nobody can blame

on the next day… it’s got nothing

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

never be as heartless as you are, no matter how hard I

In the end, she rested her head on the edge of the bed

the man stir and was

“Water.”

almost unreal as if he was just muttering in

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