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

over and over again to warn herself to be calm. Yet, her eyes reddened with tears at the

do, and where else could she

were to hide it from Kyran. She refused to let Kyran live

to reality when the water

door was opened, and Kyran entered the house, saying, “It’s much colder this year than before. I didn’t expect that it was already springtime

approached him with a smile. ‘Thank you

to

“Yes, please.”

took a seat and gulped down one glass first. She choked and teared up on the burning

“Why are you in such

“It’s fine. I’m happy.”

lit up and

I get to see

not going to die. My return

‘Great future together…’

shoulder and said, “We should break up,