Resent, Reject, Regret

Chapter 678 Charlene, Released Without

Charge Deirdre listened to Kyran panting under his breath and laced her fingers with his to comfort him.

Casting her eyes to the floor, she asked, "Mr.King, do you know why he drank that much?"

Declan stiffened for a second and flashed her a smile.

"I could answer you on other days, but this time, believe me...I have not the slightest clue.Maybe it was work.Maybe he had a bad day.I actually thought you would know better since you're his significant other."Deirdre was hard-pressed for a reply because he was right.She was Kyran’s closest partner—she should have been his confidante.

Yet, Kyran seemed to be hiding things from her.

Even if she knew it was for her good or for her sake, it pained her to remember just how much Kyran stomached on his own.

And now, after shouldering the burden alone for so long, this happened.

Deirdre exhaled a long sigh and turned to Declan.

"It’s getting late, Mr.King.You should take some rest.I’ll take care of him."

He was already nearing fatigue—she could hear it leaking into his voice even as he joked.

Declan rubbed against his temple.

"Well, then.I’m not going to pass up that offer, that’s for sure.I’ll still be around, though.Just holler if you’re tired and need to rest for a bit."

"Will do."

out of the room as Deirdre released her grip.She drew a basin of hot water in

into the bath and began cleaning Kyran’s arms and

and gingerly,

was careful not to wake Kyran up, but he still seemed

delirium, he suddenly locked his fingers

"Dee..."

as soon as she

"I’m here.Kyran."

doggedly repeated her name, cluing the young woman that he had not

sleeptalking through what was likely

Deirdre chose to

"I’m here."

"Dee...I'm so sorry."

was up, she realized it

her eyes, she realized she was already lying on the

Are you there?" she

No one answered.

not help but feel dismayed at the

steeled herself and climbed out

Kyran face-to-face, who threw his arms

tired, you should

instead, tightening her arms around him and gripping a fistful of his shirt with all her

question gingerly ran his fingers through her

worrying you," he replied,