Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

Chapter 272 I’ll Be Back

Maeve’s face turned ghastly pale instantly. “What happened to your hand!”

She hastily called for the doctor and nurse, yet Deirdre was jolted back to reality. She covered her bloody hand with her other hand and said with a lowered gaze, “It’s… It’s fine. Don’t worry.”

“How could you say that it’s fine? The dressing is soaked and red! Why won’t you take care of yourself? What are you going to do when I leave today?”

Maeve was panic–stricken and furious. The doctor came and examined Deirdre, only to find that her wound had opened up again and needed stitches.

The doctor frowned deeply at once. “Mr. Brighthall was very worried that your palm would be scarred right from the start. You need stitches again now, so that is surely going to leave a scar. Ms. McKinnon, bear with it and bite something if you can’t stand the pain.”

Deirdre’s mind was somewhat unhinged. She was in so much pain after the stitching procedure that she was sweating, yet she did not make a sound. Only her eyes were red with tears.

Maeve assumed that Deirdre’s behavior was due to the intense pain. She heaved a sigh after the doctor left and hugged Deirdre. “There’s no need for you to bear the pain constantly if you’re in too much pain. You will feel better if you scream or cry out. I’m here for you.”

hem of Maeve’s top tightly abruptly and sobbed loudly. It was very hard for Deirdre to hold back her cries, as she sounded

hair. A faint scent emanated from Maeve’s body, and her voice was kind and

was no longer at a loss, helpless, or behaving like a child. She did not heave a sigh. She only said consciously, “I’m sorry, Deirdre. I’m

She wished badly at this very moment that Ophelia was alive and standing before her. She wished that everything that had happened earlier had been a dream and that

said shakily, holding Maeve’s waist

was unwilling to part with her, and her eyes stung with tears. She could only assume that Deirdre

I’ll be back. I’ll be back

so tightly that her nails dug into her flesh, trying to suppress the emotions flooding her heart. Then, she answered with a smile, “Hmm! Keep your word, mother. Come back when your illness is cured and promise to come visit me frequently. I… will be waiting

“Sure…”

her grip and calmed herself down. She suppressed her final ounce of

your meal?”

nodded but realized that Deirdre could not see, so she answered, “I have. I had a sandwich on my

on taking you to the sandwich place downstairs to