Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

Chapter 488 We Need to Talk, Deirdre

Hoyt’s face was still tense by the time he walked out of the shop. Concerned, Deirdre asked, “You alright?”

He wiped some light sweat off his face and said bashfully, “I’m so sorry, Miss McKinnon. The point was to buy you some clothes, but I ended up dragging you into our drama and made you watch all that… embarrassing stinker.”

“Nonsense,” Deirdre replied reassuringly and gave him a small smile. “There was nothing embarrassing about it. It’s what relationships are like, dramatic and complicated.”

Just like her own. No one would have known the lengths she had gone through for a man-to be willingly used as an impostor for two years, be incarcerated, disfigured, blinded, and lose the child she so wanted to bring to the world.

Her relationship story was the biggest stinker of them all.

“A word of advice, Mr. Leigh,” she said. “Sometimes, blaming yourself for everything that has happened only prevents you from moving on when you should.”

Hoyt blushed and nodded. “R-Right. You’re right.”

clothing shop

is lined up with clothing stores! I’ll bring you to another

“Alright!”

walked beside him until, suddenly, she felt someone watching her. She turned, but her recovering eyesight made it impossible

“Miss McKinnon? What’s wrong?”

smiled. It must be her

where she quickly found a suitable coat for herself. She took it

put it on first?” asked

We like people trying things out. Some of these clothes might look good on their own, but it takes putting them on to really see how well

off her coat and passed it to Hoyt. Suddenly, she

her that a man was standing two meters away from her. Then, a mechanical voice said,

it seeped into her bones and made her quiver. The interior of the store was warm, yet she felt her limbs chilling exponentially. She saw a completely

reaction. He shot a hostile glare at Hoyt before patiently typing

inch behind him. Kyran stepped forward. Before he could grab hold of her, Hoyt shielded the young woman completely. The latter recognized the former. Of course, he was the man who was looking for Deirdre in their village. He was imposing and domineering, and Hoyt’s knees were turning to jelly, but the thought of