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.”

crude examination, the staff came and confirmed

was little they could do given their

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

It might just worsen

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

rain should stop.

thing. Sounds

could only

doing

front desk sent warm water and medicine soon enough. Deirdre received them,

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

to see anything, but she could feel, including his private bits. She could

everything.

process made her sweat, reminding her in

nothing. She was not in the mood to shower again, though, so she

to the sound of

dream-she was back to

out of the illusion and pinched the center of

she cast her eyes

I was seriously musing about leaving you in

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

happened and nobody

or die on the next day… it’s

Not because I hold even a lick of feelings

be as heartless as you are,

her head on the edge of the bed and

stir and was startled

“Water.”

unreal as if he was just muttering