Resent, Reject, Regret

Resent Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 388

Chapter 388 You Didn’t Do Anything Wrong

The kid was still crying no matter how hard his mother comforted him. He was obviously scared by Deirdre, and the woman flew into a rage. “What the hell are you doing here? Look at what you’ve done to my kid! Don’t you know how ugly and scary you are? Why do you still want to come out? You should’ve locked yourself up in your house!”

Deirdre felt hurt, as if someone had stabbed her in the heart. She forced the pain down and apologized to

the woman.

However, the woman refused to accept her apology. She shouted, “Get the hell out of here! My kid is going to have a nightmare seeing your face!”

Declan’s face sank as he said in a cold tone, “Do you own this hospital? Do you have your name carved in this place? Who do you think you are to chase us out of here?”

The woman was displeased when Declan stepped forward to stand up for Deirdre. “She can’t blame me. Look at how ugly she is. It’s illegal to run naked on the street, and someone like her with such an ugly face should be locked up in prison!”

“Lock up in prison? What high-sounding sentiments! I’d like to see which law mentions something like that and which police officer dares to arrest her!”

The woman was stunned for a moment before she built up her voice and shouted, “How dare you! You’re a man! How could you bully a woman like me?”

The cries of the kid and the shouts of the woman stung Deirdre’s ears, and she felt suffocated. Her face was as pale as a sheet of paper. She pressed down the sadness that was piling up in her chest

and said in a low voice, “Mr. King… Let’s go, Mr. King. I don’t want to stay here anymore.”

Declan’s face was ugly. Even though he wanted to help Deirdre, he knew it was meaningless to continue the fight. He grabbed all the clothes and went out with Deirdre.

As soon as they came out, Deirdre lowered her head and said with a bitter smile, “I’m sorry for the trouble, Mr. King. You wouldn’t have had these problems if you had come alone.”

“What are you talking about, Miss McKinnon?” Declan said sternly. “Why are you apologizing to me? You’ve done nothing wrong at all.”

“Yes, this is all my fault,” mumbled Deirdre, her voice so low that Declan thought she was not talking.

In the next second, Deirdre whipped up a smile on her face and said, “Let’s go back. I guess I’ll have to wash these clothes with the washing machine in my room when I return to the hotel later.”

Declan could see her sadness through her smile.

“Are you not staying tonight? If you’re worried about these clothes, I can just…”

“I want to go back. After all, I’ll only be troubling Mr. Reed if I stay in the ward.”

‘Mr. Reed?

Declan was stunned. It had been a long time since the last time he heard Deirdre addressing Kyran this

way

“Okay. Then let’s go back and tell Kyran about it.”

“I’m not going in, Mr. King. Please help me to send my regards to Mr. Reed,” said Deirdre.

“Okay then.”

Declan took the clothes and pushed the door open. Kyran looked over but only saw Declan, who was holding the unwashed patient’s clothes in his hand. He did not see Deirdre around and frowned.

‘Wasn’t Deirdre the one who held my patient’s clothes just now?’ he thought.

He took his phone out and typed, “Where is Deirdre?”

Declan cleared his throat and said, “She’s in the corridor.” NôvelDrama.Org © content.

“Then why is she not coming in?” asked Declan.

Declan shrugged. He wanted to know that as well. “Maybe she’s tired. Anyway, I’ll go get you a caretaker first. Miss McKinnon wants to go back to the hotel with me tonight.”

A hint of surprise crossed Kyran’s eyes. He wanted to get up from the bed, but Declan quickly went forward and pressed him back down.

“Do you have a death wish?” he snarled. “You didn’t suffer enough, did you? What if your wound opens up again?”

Kyran took a deep breath, and before he could type on his phone, Deirdre appeared in front of the ward. She refused to raise her head as she said, “I want to go back to the hotel and get some rest tonight, Mr. Reed. I’ll come again the next morning.”