Resent, Reject, Regret novel Chapter 397

Deirdre was under the assumption that the company that Kyran mentioned was that he would keep her company from the bed, and she did not expect him to…

She was rather concerned, yet she felt warm and fuzzy inside her. She said softly, “Don’t do that again in the future. The loss outweighs the gain if you get injured.”

“Sure, I won’t do it next time.”

Deirdre’s expression relaxed. “I’ll help you get back to the room.”

One was having trouble walking, while the other could not see. They walked cautiously and ended up sweating by the time they got to the room.

Kyran sounded like he was chuckling.

Deirdre was confused. “Why are you chuckling?”

“Nothing.” Kyran suppressed the urge to laugh and typed, “I felt that we were supporting each other to walk with hobbled steps earlier like how we would when we’re old.”

Deirdre was stunned upon hearing the remark.

‘When we’re old? He is thinking about how we will be when we are old… Does he think we will still be together and support each other until we are old?’

As soon as the thought occurred to her, Deirdre felt an ineffable emotion. Her palms were sticky with sweat, and her chest was burning as if something was ignited in her heart.

She had never thought about the future. In fact, she had even considered suicide because her life was a dark mess. Even when she decided to live for Ophelia afterward, she was still living from day to day.

She did not expect that Kyran would talk about their old age.

‘Does he think that we will grow old together?’

Deirdre’s fingers were trembling.

Kyran asked, “What’s going on?”

Deirdre kept her head lowered because she could not conceal the change in her expression. “Nothing…”

“What’s going on?” Deirdre was ridden with anxiety. ‘Is it not fully healed yet?’

Dr. Engle sounded rather satisfied. “The recovery progress is considered rather good for two weeks.”

The woman’s forehead area was already recovering at a visible speed, but an uneven wound on her cheek still remained.

“You may still need to come to dress the wound once every other day, and we’ll check on the result in two weeks. However…” Dr. Engle smiled and said, “You have beautiful eyes from the start, so we should be able to see your beautiful face when the skin around your forehead heals. Kyran has discerning eyes to tell greatness.”

‘Kyran…’

At the mention of the name, Deirdre lowered her head shyly for a moment before realizing that her face had recovered significantly after the surgery.

She did not have much hope from the start.

Dr. Engle dressed her wound again and bandaged only the lower half of her face, exposing her eyes. He put a mask on Deirdre’s face and was stunned for a moment.