Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

Chapter 395 I’ll Do All in My Power to Protect You

Deirdre felt her heart racing. Even when she was already calm, she could still feel lingering fear in her heart.

She nodded.

Dr. Engle asked, “Did you not receive medical care after the injury? It’s apparent that the wounds were swollen and infected previously. Afterward, this resulted in the festering of the face. It’s no wonder that your whole face is destroyed even though there are only a few scars.”

Deirdre clutched the hem of her top tightly without her notice and felt suffocated.

She remembered being kept in the small, dark room of solitary confinement when she was in prison. The place was not only humid, but it also smelled terrible. The wounds on her face had begun to itch and fester in a few days.

She had attempted to seek help because the infection felt extremely unpleasant, yet in return, the prison guard had berated her impatiently by saying, “You returned from the infirmary a few days ago. Why do you want to go again today? You think you’re some hot sh*t, right? Don’t think about going when your family has yet to pay for the previous treatment charges. You’ll get to go again when the money is paid.”

The only family she had had was Ophelia, who suffered from psychiatric illness. As for Brendan… He would never pay the prison to provide treatment for her. As a result, her face had been destroyed. Deirdre inquired closely, “Can it be cured?”

Dr. Engle heaved a sigh and replied, “It’s quite difficult. However, it is doable with today’s developed medical field. We will only need a longer period to do so.”

even if it’s time-consuming.” Deirdre smiled bitterly. The only thing she had

plan first to restore your face to your previous appearance as best as possible.

thank you for taking the trouble

distracted when she shut

had to endure so many hardships had she met

“Deirdre.”

up when she heard the commotion

was apparent that he was suppressing the anger in

stunned. ‘It was my foolishness,

under the assumption that Brendan would let her and Ophelia off, yet in the end, she had

gaze and suppressed her train of thought. “I remember that someone hurt my face, but my living condition at the time was poor, and I had no money to seek

silent for a long time.

“Kyran?”

and felt two arms

every ounce of strength in his