Resent Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 424


    Chapter 424 Jealousy


    “Okay.”


    Den closed the door as he was on his way out.


    At that moment, Kyran noticed the dirt on Deirdre’s hand and typed, “Why is your hand so dirty?”


    Deirdre took a tissue paper and wiped the dirt off.


    “My phone dropped on the floor just now. I guess that’s when I got it dirty,” she exined.


    “You should have let me know about it. Don’t you know how dirty and cold the floor is?”


    Kyran went to take a towel and helped Deirdre clean her hand seriously.


    “You were talking about work with Mr. King. If it were a normal time, I would’ve asked you for your


    help,” Deirdre said with a chuckle.


    After cleaning her hand, Kyran picked up his phone. “Next time, you cane to me and ask for my


    help even if he’s here. He’s not as important as you.”


    “If Mr. King heard what you said, he’d be very sad.” Deirdreughed.


    “Putting a girlfriend in the first ce is what all boyfriends should do. He shouldn’t be sad at all.


    Instead, he should be envious. But even if he’s envious about it, there’s nothing he can do either,”


    Kyran typed matter-of-factly.


    Deirdre’s face burned red with embarrassment after she heard what Kyran said. She lowered her head


    and went to make the bed.


    Deirdre slept soundly throughout the entire night. She did not even realize it when Den came the


    next morning.


    When she finally woke up, Kyran was asking the nurse to help him warm up the porridge.


    “What time is it?” she asked, her voice raspy.


    “It’s nine in the morning now.”


    Deirdre was jaw struck.


    “Why didn’t you wake me up? I can’t believe I’ve slept for so long.”


    “You hadn’t been sleeping well the past two days. You were sleeping very soundly yesterday, so I


    decided to let you sleep a little longer.”


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    Deirdre raised her arm up in the air and yawned. Even though she had slept for ten hours, she felt her


    head swimming and surmised that she was sick.


    She put on her shoes and went to clean herself up. By the time she returned, the porridge was ready.


    Kyran was looking at her from the side while she ate the porridge. After she finished it, he took the


    tissue paper and helped her wipe her mouth clean..


    Deirdre took over the tissue paper and said embarrassingly, “I… I can do it myself.”


    “You don’t have to feel embarrassed at all.”


    Deirdre just wanted to find a hole and bury herself in it. She kept her head low and said, “I’ll go wash


    our


    clothes now.”


    Without waiting for Kyran to say anything, she took the basket and ran away from the ward. Her


    embarrassment ebbed away only after she came out of the ward. She felt that Kyran had changed. He


    liked to tease her and relish in her embarrassment now.


    She walked for another two steps and stuck her hand into her pocket. She hesitated for a moment


    when she touched the item in her pocket. After a short while, she made a decision in her heart and


    turned around.


    She could only recognize the way to Dr. Engle’s office. She knocked on the door, and a voice erupted


    from inside. “Come in.”


    Deirdre pushed the door open, and Dr. Engle was surprised to see her.


    “Miss McKinnon? What’s the matter? Did the medicine not work well? Or do you feel ufortable


    somewhere?”


    “Yes, Dr. Engle. I keep having this stinging sensation on my cheek.” Deirdre put the basket down and


    took her seat.


    “Let me take a look.”


    Dr. Engle took off the bandage and observed her face. After that, he said, “Well, I don’t see any


    swelling, and the stinging sensation is because the medication is working. You’ll definitely feel


    ufortable as the new flesh is growing. You’ll even feel itchyter. If you really can’t stand it,e


    over here, and I’ll help you change the dressing regrly. I also have some special medication that will


    stop the itchiness.”


    “Okay.” Deirdre nodded but did not leave. She bit the bullet and asked, “Dr. Engle, can you help me


    with something?”


    “Of course!” Dr. Engle ced his hands on the table. “Fire it away, Miss McKinnon.”


    Deirdre pulled the tissue paper out of her pocket and opened it up gently, revealing the cigarette inside.


    “You’re more knowledgeable, so can you tell me which brand this cigarette is?”