Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

Chapter 511 Don’t Hate Me, Deirdre
“Mr. Reed, your medicine has been prepared.”
Mrs. Cox served the medicine just in time to see the young couple hugging each other. She said, “Yikes, have I come at the wrong time? I’m sorry for bothering you. I’ll knock the next time.”
Deirdre could not help feeling embarrassed while Kyran loosened his grip over her. “No, you came at just the right time. It is time for my medicine and rest, indeed.”
Mrs. Cox served the medicine, and Kyran downed it in one gulp.
Deirdre was surprised because she remembered her tongue going numb from the bitter medicine when she took it. Kyran took it well by finishing it in one gulp without stopping before he declared he was done.

“Isn’t it bitter?”

“It’s fine. It tastes much better than the one I had previously.”

When he took it so lightly, his reaction made Deirdre’s chest tighten with anxiety. She realized that he must have endured hardships when he was previously severely ill.

She said, “I had to suck on a candy when I took it in the afternoon, and I only managed to suppress the bitterness after a long time.”

“Afternoon?”

Deirdre was stunned. She came to realize what she had just said and lowered her head without answering Kyran.

Mrs. Cox was amused and said, “You must thank Deirdre, Mr. Reed. We couldn’t get you to keep the medicine down when you were unconscious in the afternoon. It was Deirdre-”

embarrassed.

to hear it from Deirdre. “How

smirked but attempted to hold back his

found out that the village head had already sent someone to clear the blocked road. It is estimated that the road will be almost accessible

asked Kyran,

recovered. I should be fine after

done resting, you can leave feeling fresh tomorrow. I

asleep as soon as his head touched the pillow after Mrs. Cox’s departure, perhaps due to exhaustion. Deirdre listened to his even breathing and shut

count of how long she slept, but when she woke up, Kyran was still sleeping. He seemed

to her calling. She stretched out her hand to feel the man’s forehead. It was clamming with cold sweat, but

Don’t

hear him clearly, but she

“Don’t hate me, Deirdre…‘

could finally hear him

‘Don’t hate you?