Chapter 442 So Was That Your Tacit Invitation?

“Why, Kyran? Why do you think I’m… like this?”

Bitterness tinged her last question. She was angry-angry at the incomprehensibility of her own emotions.

Kyran’s hand ran down her back, his expression serene. “Deirdre, you don’t feel joy over anyone’s death because you’re that kind-hearted. Your happiness doesn’t need to be built on anyone’s pain.”

“But I should be happy! Shouldn’t I?”

“Deirdre?” Kyran lifted her chin and gazed into her eyes. “Do you still love him?”

“Love who?”

“Him.”

She shook her head with all her might. Tears of bitter, painful anger rolled out of her cheeks. “Love!? I hate him! I hate him so much… it’s wearing me out…”

“So, you’ll never forgive him, no matter what he does?”

There was not a shred of hesitancy in her response.”Never!”

was taken aback by how quickly her answer sprung.

quiet sense

If you are that sure of your

word choice implied sadness. Deirdre did not notice it until she mulled his

She stiffened.

your resolve. Are you as determined as you think you are? Is your conviction as unshakable as you’ve imagined? Or is there a soft spot in

or sympathy. You just hate him so much it wore you out and made you want nothing to do with

of her unease had nothing. to do with

suffer the loss of her one last family member. She did not want her to send off her son, who was still in

understood her own sentiments now. Her lip

you thanked

stunned.

meant. The man’s breath was beating down on her-rhythmic, heavy. Closer. A puff escaped from his lips, dispelling the

their lips melted together,

blur. When her lucidity. returned a little, she realized

tip of her ears burnt. “K-Kyran, n-not now… We can’t do

tripping

and suddenly broke

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