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."

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

the bath and began

meticulous and gingerly,

careful not to wake Kyran up, but

of groggy delirium, he suddenly locked his fingers with

"Dee..."

to him as soon as she heard

"I’m here.Kyran."

seemed oblivious to her answer and doggedly repeated her name, cluing the young woman that

was just sleeptalking through what was likely an

chose to

"I’m here."

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

she realized it was

eyes, she realized she was already lying on the bed

Are you there?"

No one answered.

but feel dismayed at the

steeled herself and climbed out of

opened the door and met Kyran face-to-face, who threw his arms around her before pulling her tightly into his

still tired, you should go back

around him and gripping a fistful of

gingerly ran his fingers through

sorry for worrying you," he replied,