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.”

smiled. “Any other clothing

is lined up with clothing stores!

“Alright!”

watching her. She turned, but her recovering eyesight made it

“Miss McKinnon? What’s wrong?”

be her oversensitivity acting

store where she quickly found a suitable coat for herself. She took it to the counter and immediately tried to foot the

don’t you want to put it on first?”

in. “Yeah, try it on! It’s okay. We like people trying things out. Some of these clothes might look good on

the saleswoman, so she complied. She took off her coat and passed it to Hoyt. Suddenly,

Her instinct told her that a man was standing two meters away from her. Then, a mechanical

she felt her limbs chilling exponentially. She saw a completely black, humanoid shape in the distance, and all of her

of anger at her reaction. He shot a hostile glare at Hoyt before patiently typing again, “Hey, over

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