Resent Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 405
Chapter 405 Couple Photos
Kyran’s soft and yearning gaze had never once left Deirdre’s face. He brushed messy strands of hair
away from her forehead before finally typing, “Yes. Very good.”
Deirdre paused and felt btedly embarrassed. It almost felt as though she was asking for his
compliment.
“What do you want to y next?” he asked. “I’m all yours.”
She was about to suggest something when she heard the snipping sound of a camera’s shutter. She
was sensitive to sounds-the sound of a camera, most of all-and immediately turned to the direction of
the sound.
Kyran followed her gaze and saw a man taking pictures of them. He frowned.
The man finally noticed his more outward disy of displeasure and realized his mistake. He lowered
his camera and began introducing himself, “Oh, I don’t mean any offense! I’m a photographer, and my
Spidey- Sense just couldn’t overlook the beauty in the way you two interacted and how generally
beautiful the two of you are! So… I guess my job persona took hold of me before I knew it, haha I really
didn’t mean to rub you off the wrong way, seriously. If you don’t like it, I’ll delete my pictures as an
apology.”
“You took photos of us?” Deirdre asked, surprised.
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The man’s eyes shone. “That’s right! Not tooting my own horn here, but I have a distinctive style and
ir to my pictures. Look at this one! What a wonderful scene! This kind of moment would rake in
millions of likes on social media, darling! Look, I even have pictures of you two on the carousel”
The man was almost too excited to show off his oeuvre.
Deirdre hesitated for a moment before letting out an apologeticugh, “S-Sorry. I, uh, can’t see.”
“You what?” The man looked up from his camera and stared at her, noticing for the first time that her
eyes. -beautiful as they were-were ssy and unfocused. It actually made him feel bad for a second.
In the next moment, he said even more energetically, “So, your boyfriend still brought you here despite
your sight? Oh. My. God! This is the kind of love story Taylor Swift will write a song about, okay? No
wonder the vibe between you two is killing me!”
Deirdre was certain they had met a dramatic weirdo. If he knew Kyran was mute, God knew how wide
his
mouth would crack open.
“So… You’ve been taking pictures of us since we were on the carousel?”
“Damn straight!” replied the man. “The way your boyfriend looked at you was just so soft! You, enjoying
all the splendor and joy this world offered you. But behind you… He was enjoying you. How could I not
raise my camera and immortalize this forever? Man, I took a lot of pictures!”
‘So, Kyran… was looking at me?”
Deirdre remembered the way she spread her arms-like a theater kid in Full Drama Mode-and felt her
cheeks burn. She was so embarrassed that she forgot to correct the man calling Kyran her boyfriend.
Suddenly, she heard him speak in her ear, “The pictures are beautiful.”
Kyran was telling her he was impressed with the man’s skills-apliment that fanned her intrigue.
Then, she heard him ask, “Can I keep them?”
‘Keep them?” Deirdre was stunned. ‘Keep those photos?”
Part of her agreed. These were irreceable mementos. Deleting them like this would be pretty
unfortunate.
“Uh, can you print these pictures out and give them to us? We’ll pay you. We want to have these
pictures too,” she said. “If you like them a lot, you can keep them for your own amusement. But please,
don’t upload them to the Inte, okay?”
She might have covered most of her face, but her eyes were still distinctive enough for an obsessive
stalker like Brendan. It was all he would need to recognize her.
He was still searching for her, and she had every reason and incentive to thwart his effort.
The man was pleasantly surprised. “Yes, of course! I won’t upload them, then! I can’t print these photos
out at the moment, so maybe you can leave me an address to post them to?”
‘An address…”
Deirdre thought for a moment and gave him Madame Russell’s house address. “This one, please.
Sorry for the trouble.”