Resent, Reject, Regret

Resent Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 383

Chapter 383 Hold With Hand

“Hold on,” typed Kyran, who had become quite sweaty. “If you go on like this, you won’t succeed even after half an hour. Moreover, the mouth of the bottle is rather rough. If it hurts me, it will make things worse.”

After Kyran’s reminder, Deirdre finally came to her senses.

Kyran had been bedridden. And if something happened to his private parts….

“In that case, what can I do?” Deirdre was rather upset, wondering whether she had to hold it with her hand…

Fortunately, Kyran only asked her to keep the bottle still so that he could move himself with difficulty. He then completed the feat of going to the toilet in an extremely awkward atmosphere

When Deirdre went to the restroom to wash her hands, she touched her face to realize that her cheek was burning hot. The incident earlier almost short-circuited her brain, and her mind went blank Following that, she inexplicably thought of the feeling of that thing popping out, and she had to wash her face again to stop herself from thinking nonsense

She somehow felt glad that she was blind because she thought it would be even more embarrassing if she could see it.

After that, she went back awkwardly. But Kyran didn’t say anything, as if he had fallen asleep Therefore, she lay on the bed and convinced herself to calm down.

Why should she care when Kyran didn’t take it seriously?

In the process, she fell asleep. By the time she woke up, she heard Declan had already opened the door and entered.

Deirdre went to the restroom to freshen herself up. While she was in there, she heard Declan asking Kyran if he wanted to go to the restroom.

“I did.”

“You did?” Declan was quite surprised, “That old fellow of yours, are you willing to let the nurse touch it? Aren’t you always holding it as if it’s precious goods that you even feel disgusted to have I touch it?”

Kyran did not answer.

Declan glanced at the location of the restroom and suddenly came to a realization. A smirk appeared on the corner of his lips. “Seeing that I didn’t come yesterday, it’s right to let Miss McKinnon rest here.”

“Go out if you have nothing to do here!”

It was only when Kyran began to drive Declan out. Declan ended the topic and sat down.

Deirdre stayed in the restroom for a while before going out. Declan passed her her breakfast, and while she was eating, she listened to the conversation between Declan and Kyran.

Declan left immediately after their conversation had ended. Apart from the hospital affairs, he couldn’t stay idle as he had to deal with the company’s affairs alone.

After Deirdre finished eating, she cleared the box and asked Kyran, “Do you want me to feed you some porridge?” Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.

Kyran had quite a good appetite today and agreed. Deirdre sat beside him and stretched out her hands carefully. She had to touch with her hands to confirm the position of Kyran’s mouth. When her fingertips

touched his mouth, she felt his lips were soft when they were no longer dry.

Deirdre was stupefied for a moment when she recovered her senses, wondering what she was thinking.

She went too far as to assess the softness of Kyran’s lips. She knew she shouldn’t have done that because Kyran was a patient anyway. Thus, she wondered whether it was because of what happened yesterday.

Deirdre was filled with remorse. Kyran licked her fingertips as if he was reminding her. She lowered her head and apologized, “I’m sorry, I thought about something just now. I’ll feed you.”

She carefully brought the spoon to Kyran’s mouth so he’d eat the porridge on the spoon. Then, she took. another spoonful, and when she was about to bring it to Kyran’s mouth, the door of the room opened.

Nurse Rene pushed the cart in. Her face turned pale when she saw the intimacy between Deirdre and Kyran and how Deirdre was feeding Kyran. “Hey! What are you doing?”

Deirdre straightened up in fright.

Freya stepped forward and said, “Who told you to feed Mr. Reed porridge like this!? It’s easy for him to choke when eating in this position! And you are blind! What if you choke him somewhere accidentally? In other words, how dangerous is it to block his breath by splashing porridge on his nose with shaking hands?”

“I’m sorry…” Deirdre turned pale. She just wanted to feed Kyran porridge, but she didn’t expect such consequences.