Resent, Reject, Regret

Deirdre remembered something, and her expression changed for a moment. She said swiftly, “Unless you don’t want me anymore.”

“Why would I not want you anymore?” Kyran chuckled casually as if he had just heard a joke.

Deirdre could not bring herself to smile all along. She knew that the warm, affectionate time would pass anyhow. She knew that she would have to tell Kyran about the situation in the end, no matter how long she could drag this on.

‘How can a man allow his girlfriend to be with another man when they are still dating…’ Deirdre’s lips trembled at that thought. She turned around and pretended as if nothing had happened.

“You should go to the living room. The kitchen’s fumes are not good for you. I’ll serve the food when I’m done cooking.”

“I’ll keep you company here.”

Deirdre was extremely vexed. “Be good. How about you go out and get us some drinks?”

“Drinks?” Kyran furrowed his eyebrows. “What do you need that for?”

“I feel like drinking all of a sudden. Will you have a drink with me?”

Deirdre smiled mischievously.

Kyran tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and said with an affectionate gaze, “I’ll get some drinks, but it would be best for you not to drink too much.”

“Hmm…”

dressed and

and she breathed deeply over and over again to warn herself to be calm. Yet, her eyes

she do, and where

would feel guilty for the rest of her life if she were

to reality when the water in the pot boiled

colder this year than before. I didn’t expect that it was

approached him with a smile. ‘Thank you

to

“Yes, please.”

a seat and gulped down one glass first. She choked

are you in such a

“It’s fine. I’m happy.”

and

back and that I get to see you again. I feel that it is alright for

warm lighting. “You’re not going

‘Great future together…’

his shoulder