Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

Chapter 31 The Condition of My Eyes Is All Your Fault

“You didn’t receive surgical intervention during the best treatment time, so it would be too difficult to treat the condition now. The success rate of the surgical intervention would be low, so I don’t recommend taking the risk to undergo surgery.”

“It’s fine, I don’t want to treat it either.” Deirdre suddenly stood up and felt her way to the door so she could leave.

Brendan was planning on going after her initially but remembered that he had yet to get the medicine. He got the medicine and went outside, only to see that Deirdre had almost felt her way out to the corridor.

He walked swiftly over and caught up to her. He pulled Deidre by the wrist and said, “Have you lost your mind! You walked out of a doctor’s consultation midway. It’s fortunate that you’re blind, or you might have already run out of the building!”

Deirdre struggled free from his clutch and pinned her hand tightly against the wall. “I feel suffocated and I’m trying to get some fresh air.”

“Is that so?” Brendan looked at her face, but her tense body and resistive gesture showed no suffocating symptoms. Everything about her made it seem like she was unwilling to be in his presence.

Brendan’s patience was running really thin. ‘What the f* ck is wrong with this woman?!

to you because of your current condition. Come back with me. Even if the surgical intervention doesn’t work, we should be able to treat

in preparation to take her back to the consultation room. Deirdre became even more resistant all of a sudden and

the

a servant, like you did in the past. You may

come to realize that

wanted to treat her eyes out of

“You’re an idiot, Deirdre.”

that he turned around and walked away. However, he turned back after taking two steps and grabbed

only catch up to him after a

into a ball, and she did not move at all. Brendan started the engine and asked with a sneer, “Why did you lie to the doctor when your eyes were only blinded

Deirdre was stunned.

reaction insulting. “Was I wrong? You were still in jail on June 27, and I still had intel on you at the time. How could I not have known

confident tone. Deirdre finally realized something after