Resent Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 329


    Chapter 329 Ask for a Favor


    Deirdre clearly knew that she wasn’t attractive enough.


    Taking a deep breath, Deirdre said, “Mr. Reed, can you remember yesterday when we


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    had dinner together? I was sitting beside you when I picked up a pastry. You knocked


    that pastry out of the blue and took the whole te away. M-May I know why you did


    that? C-Can you exin it?”


    Kyran fell silent and didn’t move.


    Deirdre frowned, feeling more uneasy. “M-Mr. Reed?”


    Finally, Kyran responded, “Must I say it out?”


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    “Yes.” Deirdre bit her lip. She insisted on an answer because she had been tortured for a


    night just because of it.


    Kyran seemed to have sighed, but in her ears, the exhtion seemed a little heavier.


    Following that, he began to type.


    ‘Those pastries were leftovers.”


    Deirdre was shocked. “What?”


    Kyran continued. “I saw a waiter take that te out of a room while cleaning up in


    another room. That teter turned out to be ced before you. It was obvious that the


    hotel took the opportunity to send over the leftovers from the other guests. I took away


    that te so that I could settle that issue. I couldn’t let you all know about it because it


    was the venue Den and I had chosen.”


    Deirdre’s mind went nk. She had made many different assumptions but had not


    expected this exnation.


    “Hold on, those pastries looked alike, didn’t they? How could you identify that the pastry I


    took was the leftover?”


    “It was because there were two kinds of pastries on the te. The new ones were lighter


    in color, while the rest were slightly darker in color. And I discovered it through


    to take them away.”


    Deirdre bit her lips tightly.


    So, this was the answer? She had been thinking too much? A question that had troubled


    her the whole night and resulted in a nightmare turned out to be a misunderstanding. It


    was all because she was thinking too much.


    Kyran didn’t know about her allergy.


    But how could it be such a coincidence?


    “Ms. McKinnon, what’s wrong?”


    Deirdre closed her eyes and felt that her mind was nk. When she regained her


    Reed, can you promise to grant me a favor?”


    Kyran stared at Deirdre’s face. She looked solemn, and her lips were trembling because


    she was too tense.


    His eyes softened, and he lowered his head to type.


    “Yes.”


    “Don’t you need to ask me what’s the favor?”


    “Your eyes told me that you don’t have any malicious intent toward me. In that case, I’m


    alright with anything.”


    For a moment, Deirdre didn’t know what to say. She put her hand on her forehead,


    unable to speak. After she managed to regain her strength, she said, “l-l want to touch


    your body.”


    In an instant, both of them fell into silence.


    Deirdre blushed. Fearing that Kyran might misunderstand, she hastily added, “I have no


    other intentions. I just want to touch your waist.”


    “Why?”


    Why? It was because there was a wound on Brendan’s waist-she had stabbed him with


    a knife. Although he had survived in the emergency room, she believed it wouldn’t


    recover so quickly, and the scar must be there. Therefore, she believed she could verify


    whether Kyran was Brendan as long as she touched it with her hand.


    But how could she exin it to Kyran?


    As Deirdre tightly clenched her fist, she exined, “Because you are simr to someone


    I know. Hence, I want to feel that you are not him.” Following that, she added, “Can I?”