Resent Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 216


    Chapter 216 You’re Going to Live, I Promise


    ‘I wouldn’t have attended the bullsh*t party had I known that this would happen.’


    Noticing that Brendan could not be stopped, the hotel manager ordered a bodyguard to follow him.


    Brendan ran into the rain, and his body was drenched in just a moment. The rain did not feel like water


    droplets anymore but more like des. The coldness of the rain cut into his skin like sharp des.


    He was terrified.


    “Deirdre! Deirdre! Come out!”


    He searched for her everywhere and he assumed that he would be able to locate her within half an


    hour. That was far from what actually happened. He ran a few tens of meters and found the woman


    that was constantly on his mind standing at the bus station.


    She was holding an umbre to shield herself from the rain. Despite the umbre, her entire body was


    drenched due to the strong wind.


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    Her hair was stuck to her drenched clothes, and she was curled up in the corner like an abandoned


    kitten. Brendan felt piercing pain in his heart. He reacted to the situation by running forward and


    exerting every ounce of strength he had to envelop the woman in his arms.


    The umbre was dropped to the ground and swept into the wind.


    Deirdre reacted slowly. “The bus…”


    “What?”


    “Thest bus isn’t here yet.”


    She said this even though she had already made up her mind to stay. She would brace herself to


    endure this agonizing life for Ophelia.


    “Are you trying to leave?” Brendan clenched his teeth in anger and said in a furious voice, “Is that why


    you left the room so quickly and happily? Toe to the bus stop? Did you think that you could get


    away from me easily by walking away from me because you’re in Southyarn?”


    Deirdre shut her eyes shakily and felt Brendan’s grip clutching her tighter bit by bit. She opened her


    mouth, but her knees buckled abruptly.


    She copsed in Brendan’s arms.


    “Deirdre! Deirdre!”


    Brendan touched Deirdre’s face, which had already turned green and blue in the cold rain, only to


    realize that her forehead was burning like boiling water.


    Fear overpowered him instantly. He remembered Kallus telling him about Deirdre’s inability to


    withstand harsh environmental factors given her health condition. Otherwise, her condition would get


    out of hand and all hell would break loose.


    He scooped up Deirdre in his arms hastily and ran into the hotel.


    “Where’s the doctor? Who’s a doctor here?”


    Brendan ran inside with bloodshot eyes, the woman in his arms breathing shallowly. Her face had


    turned an unnatural shade of green and purple, and she appeared weak. Brendan was in a flurry of


    panic.


    The hotel manager said, “There’s no doctor here. We only managed to build the hotel, but there are still


    many other facilities yet to be built. We only managed to organize this party today after extending our


    working hours toplete the construction.”


    “What?” Brendan’s entire body was shaking from rage. He could not be bothered to lose his temper


    anymore, as this was far less important than Deirdre’s life. “Where’s the nearest hospital then?!”


    “The nearest hospital is located 20 minutes away by car, and the journey will surely take longer now


    that it’s raining.”


    There was a hugemotion outside suddenly. The bodyguard ran inside with a panic-stricken.


    expression. “There’s a hailstorm, and it’s a bad one. I’m afraid that it’s strong enough to smash a hole


    in al windshield.”


    Brendan’s wless, gorgeous face was tense, and his eyes were bloodshot.


    The hotel manager said boldly, “Why don’t we take her to your room first and warm her up with the


    heating, Mr. Brighthall? Keep her in the room overnight, and we’ll take her to the hospital first thing


    tomorrow!”


    Brendan knew better than anybody else that Deirdre would not survive the night. She had a high fever


    that she would not recover from in a night.


    The hailstorm grew stronger, but Brendan picked up Deirdre and ran to the underground garage right


    away.


    “Hold on, Deirdre! I’m taking you to the hospital! You’re going to live, I promise!”


    He drove as hail kept smashing into his windshield constantly, producing loud noises. The night journey


    was made more difficult by the wind, rain, and hail.