Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

Chapter 474 Your Punishment for Falling in Love With Me

Deirdre spoke softly as if she was sad. The woman pitied her even more. She kept her head lowered while she bandaged Deirdre’s hands and then said, “You can stay at my place for a while then. My son and daughter are working elsewhere anyhow, and I don’t have anyone to keep me company. You’re not going to eat much anyway, so we’ll just set the table for one more person. We’ll talk again when you remember who you can call.”

“Thank you.” Deirdre was grateful.

The woman waved her hand dismissively and said, “It’s fine”. Then, she prepared the room next to her and put up some warm sheets for Deirdre.

“It’s cold under the mountain. Just make do with the current bed, and when the sun is out tomorrow, I’ll hang the blankets in the closet in the sun so I can add another layer of blanket for you.”

“Sure.”

The woman left after reminding Deirdre.

not sleep. She heard Kyran’s voice as soon as

confession of love, and tender

fell asleep in the end but still had

grew clearer until his well-chiseled facial features were shown. His dark eyes were icy cold, and he looked at her arrogantly the way he did when he got down from the third floor in the past with hidden contempt and

that you’d never escape from

She could only speak after exhausting every ounce of strength in her body. “Why?

allow you to live such a happy life because I enjoy seeing you in pain. I’ll show you my

from me for the rest of your life. This is

that her surroundings were still blurry. Her body was drenched in a cold sweat, and she clenched her fists tightly. She opened the curtains and found that the light

outside the window, no matter how hard she tried. Her vision could only reach as far as centimeters, and she still could not see clearly—even

door to walk outside. The woman had just placed a basket at the door when she realized that Deirdre was awake. She asked, “Why are you up so early? Is it

belly and answered

anymore. Wait for me. I just foraged some wild mushrooms from the mountain. I’ll pan-fry them, and they’ll taste