Resent Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 409


    Chapter 409 Are You Ready?


    “Kyran…” Deirdre murmured. A warm glow seemed to be enveloping her chest. The corner of her lips


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    curled. “You don’t need to say things like that to make me feel better, Kyran. I’ve gotten used to it.


    People have been making thesements about me for four years. I know what will happen the


    moment I step outside looking like this.”


    “Does it weigh hard on you?”


    Deirdre shook her head. She used to feel dejected, but not anymore, or she would not have chosen to


    stay in Alnwick.


    “If it doesn’t, then why don’t you want to step outside?” Kyran stated matter-of-factly. “The Deirdre I


    know doesn’t give a d*mn about what the shallow masses think of her. She lives true to herself and is


    comfortable with herself. All of them were stray characters who wandered into her life only to be


    forgotten when they were out. So… why is the same girl suddenly afraid of letting them see her now?”


    Deirdre froze.


    “Is it because of me?”


    Deirdre’s pupils seemed to be trembling. She looked perturbed. Freya’s verdict had taken shape in her


    head. ‘What’s there to be smug about? If he didn’t care about your face, why would he spend money


    on trying to get it fixed?’ she had dered. ‘Men are all the same! He wants to bring you out without


    suffering from mockery! The only reason why he still wants you around is that he doesn’t have a lot of


    friends here. Once he’s back in his social circle, he’ll remember-that you’ve always just been an ugly


    novelty! You’re


    nothing!’


    Before she could exin her fears, however, she felt arge warm hand wrapping itself around her


    freezing hand. He held her hand as though it was the most natural conclusion to lead to.


    She was surprised.


    “Are you ready?”


    Deirdre suddenly understood his intention and shook her head hard. “No, Kyran! Take off your vest and


    cover my head with it, please! They will beughing at you!”


    “No, they will be jealous of me.” His voice was mechanical, yet it somehow felt like the most real thing


    she had ever heard. “Because I’m just so happy.”


    Deirdre was stunned.


    Kyran did not coerce her any longer. In fact, with a slight squeeze, she found herself following him


    obediently into the sun.


    The crowd’s gazes turned to her from all sides. Deirdre felt her cheeks burn. She could hear quiet.


    gossiping voices as people huddled together.


    “Morn, is that young woman cosying a monster character? She looks kinda scary.”


    “Hush, honey. Don’t stare. You might get nightmares.”


    “What’s with a hot dude going out with a… gothic artwork? Damn, is he blind?”


    “Maybe he’s into it? Or maybe he’s a little bonkers in the head. Or maybe, he’s the reason she looks


    like that! He’s doing this to atone for his sin or something!”


    “This is a marketing ploy, right? Something for the algorithm? ‘A hot-*ss dreamboat with Ugly Betty


    walks around an amusement park’ sure sounds like those viral skits. Where’s the camera?”


    “Damn, poor girl. She’s just a marketing tool to him, isn’t she? Once this dude gets famous on the


    Inte, he’ll dump her and get himself a hot influencer girlfriend too, I bet!”


    Theirments stung Deirdre, especially the ones directed at Kyran. She wanted to pull her hand


    away from him many times, but he kept his grip as if determined not to let her cowardice get the best of


    her.


    They walked across the amusement park all the way to the entrance. Deirdre was starting to get used


    to the crowd’s burning gazes.


    “You shouldn’t have done this, Kyran,” she muttered. “It’s h*ll to be ostracized and talked about like


    that.”