Resent Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 492


    Chapter 492 Believe in Kyran


    Den said, “I’m sorry. Something unexpected happened.”


    “He didn’t eat on time either, right?” The doctor sighed. “The report shows that his digestive system is


    in disarray. We’ve already tended to the inmed wound, and he’s receiving IV drip treatment right now.


    You just need to ensure he won’t get out of his bed and go everywhere anymore. Or else, with his


    current immunity level, he might be unable to handle it.”


    “Okay, we’ll take good care of him.”


    After the doctor went back inside, Den pulled his cigarette out of his pocket, but he resisted the urge


    to take it as he realized he was in the hospital now.


    He leaned on the wall, feeling the coldness from the hard surface seeping into him. “Kyran had been


    eating cold lunch boxes for the past few days.”


    Deirdre’s pupils constricted.


    “It was because he would put down his lunch and go to look for you whenever he received any news


    regarding your whereabouts. By the time he returned, his lunch boxes had turned cold. But he was


    worried that he might pass out and miss your information, so he always forced himself to eat those


    cold. lunch boxes.


    “There is a possibility that the inmmation started yesterday, the day after yesterday, or on the day


    you went missing. I’m his best buddy, yet he didn’t tell me anything about it and put up with the pain.


    Maybe he was worried that I might send him to the hospital and he wouldn’t be able to look for you


    anymore.


    “Miss McKinnon, he’s willing to give his everything, even his own life, for you. So, after learning all of


    this, do you still insist that he’s Brendan?” said Den, his voice filled with disappointment.”


    Deirdre hugged her head in her hands, and her eyes were filled with tears. She was the same as well.


    She had also been greatly tormented as she escaped from the mountain that day.


    “Mr. King, if there is anyone in this world I hate the most, that person must be Brendan.”


    “I know.”


    Deirdre took a deep breath. “He destroyed everything that I once held dear. I will never forgive him for


    the rest of my life. If Kyran is Brendan, I’ll kill him.”


    Den turned his head and looked at her.


    “But I’m willing to believe that he is not,” said Deirdre, smiling bitterly. “You’re right. Brendan is different


    from Kyran. He’d not do any of those for me, and he’d never sacrifice himself in order to look for me.


    He’s the coldest and cruelest man I’ve ever seen. It’s only now I realize how wrong I was. It was me


    who put Kyran through those bad things, and I’m very sorry about it.”


    She wiped the tear off her face and said in a determined voice, “So, from now onward, I’ll never


    suspect him anymore. He’s Kyran. He isn’t somebody else.”


    Her heart was pumping rapidly. She was tired and did not want to constantly live in fear anymore.


    This time, she decided to believe in her own sixth sense. She decided to trust Kyran wasn’t Brendan.


    “Alright.” The doctor came out of the ward. “His fever will go away after the treatment is done. You guys


    can go in now. Just call us if you need any assistance.”


    “Thank you very much, doctor,” said Den.


    Deirdre rose to her feet and went into the ward in an animatronic stiffness. The smell of disinfectant


    stung her nose. The man was lying on the bed motionlessly as if he was in a deep sleep.


    There was a mixed feeling tugging in her heart. She felt disappointed in herself, but at the same time,


    she


    was relieved.


    She was disappointed in herself because she was the one who had caused his current condition. She


    was relieved because Kyran was sleeping in front of her right now. Maybe even she did not realize it,


    but she had already gotten used to Kyran’spany.


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    Those days when she suspected his identity was the worst period she had ever had in her life.


    As soon as she sat down, Kyran’s fingers trembled. He seemed to have a nightmare as he was


    struggling.


    Deirdre did not want him to injure himself, so she went forward and grabbed his hand. Kyran grabbed


    her back, coiling his fingers with hers as if he was asking her to stay.


    “Kyran, stop it. You’ll injure yourself,” Deirdre said with a frown. Even though Kyran couldn’t hear her


    voice now, he stopped moving.