Resent Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 447


    Chapter 447 Is That Her?


    Deirdre sniffled and raised her head. “Is that true? Kyran, did you go out for a stroll?”


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    “Yes. I couldn’t sleep, so I took a walk.”


    So, he was just as capable of feeling distressed by his impending operation, too. The revtion


    complicated her feelings-she leaned at his chest and tried to assure him. “It’s gonna be fine. I’ll be right


    outside the theater.”


    Kyran’s eyes softened. He closed his fingers around her tightly and realized they were nipping.


    rmed, he took off his coat and put it over her. “Just wait in my room next time instead ofing


    outside. It’s too cold out here. I don’t want you to catch a cold.”


    “Mm-hmm…” Deirdre hummed, feeling a little sting at the back of her throat. The windowing loose


    was probably why, but she would rather not make Kyran worry. Pulling the coat close to herself, she


    enjoyed his lingering scent.


    “Let’s head back.”


    Not long after they returned, a nurse came inside to perform a body examination on Kyran. Since


    general anesthesia was going to be used, he could not drink or eat before his surgery. His lips became


    so dry they were chaffed.


    Deirdre felt the bump with her finger and frowned. “Are you thirsty?”


    “I’m alright.” He kissed the back of her hand. “Don’t worry.”


    Den came to speak to the doctor privately by mid-afternoon. Kyran held Deirdre’s freezing hands in


    silence until the nurse informed him it was time. She then pushed him out of the room, leaving Deirdre


    alone on her cold, steely chair.


    She felt… unease. After noticing her nervous grimace, Den sat next to her andforted her. “Now,


    don’t look like that! It’s not going to be a problem. The first operation was a major sess, so there’s


    no reason to think this time will be any different. You should eat, drink, and take a d*mn nap.”


    Den’s own carefree attitude was an affectation meant only to mollify Deirdre, but it did not work too


    well. She was not in the mood at all. “I know,” she replied and forced a smile.


    “Had your meal?”


    She shook her head.


    “I’ll have the nurse wheel it into the ward for you, then. You need to eat. If you fall ill after he’s okay, he


    will beat the crap out of me.”


    She smiled. “Haha. Like he would.”


    “Why wouldn’t he? The only person he’s 100% nice to is you. He gives a lot less sh*t to everyone else,


    you know. He wouldn’t even smile at his homie more often!”


    “Oh yeah? What about his ex-girlfriend?” Deirdre blinked.


    “Ex-girlfriend?” Den paused, startled. Lowering his voice, he answered, “Come on, that’s old news.


    Besides, she’s not gonna appear anyway.”


    “Why not?” Deirdre was surprised. “She’s alive, isn’t she?”


    Den was quiet for a few moments. “Alive, yes. Loves him? No. She has a new family of her own and


    now lives in another city. It’s a big, wide world, Miss McKinnon. You don’t just bump into your old me


    most of the time. Besides, even if he sees her again, I doubt she could hold a candle to you.”


    Deirdre thought the man was kind of hyperbolic. A rtionship as impactful as that would always be


    imprinted into one’s memories and soul.


    But she did not mind.


    They talked a bit more until Deirdre started to feel her throat itch and dry. Den could tell it, so he


    asked, “Thirsty?”


    She nodded.


    “Well, I’m about to make some calls, so I’ll bring you a pot of warm water then.”


    “Thank you.”


    He waved. “You’re weed.”


    He turned away and left Deirdre alone outside the operating theater door. The corridor had its crowd.


    today, so she could hear people passing her by.


    More urately, she could hear them speak. “Is that her? Is that her!?”