Chapter 561 You’re Not Gonna Be Held Responsible For This

"Kyran, I’m going to sleep.” Deirdre’s heart raced. What if Kyran heard the waitress?

Kyran seemed to look over it. "Alright. You rest early. Good night."

"Good night.”

The call ended.

Deirdre's frazzled mind calmed down considerably. She pushed open the door and left the washroom, where the waitress led her back. She barely had a second to settle on her seat when Brendan snuffed out the cigarette between his fingers. 'The food's gone cold from waiting for you. I even had to order a whole new course."

Deirdre ignored him, and he somehow did not take any offense to it either. He just let the waitress serve something new. While waiting, Brendan’s interrogation began. "What took you so long? What were you doing in the washroom?"

She glared at him coldly. "I’m having my period, happy? I had to be inside for a bit longer. Are you going to take offense to that?”

'You always have yours on the 1 oth day of the month."

and scrambled to cover her tracks. 'That's Charlene’s period.

Brendan said nothing.

supposed to be a candlelit dinner, but there was not a wisp of romance in the room. It felt like two strangers being forced to

from outside. Rhythmically, drips turned into a shower. Then in a blink of an eye, the shower

shadowed Deirdre's face. "It’s

was parked about 100 meters away. "All

after they finished their meal, the downpour showed no sign of ending. The waitress came to their rescue the way she knew best. "The rain might go all the way to

Deirdre nodded. 'Thank you."

"How many?"

'Two."

"One."

at the same

Can your eyes see now? Or do you think you can hold

but she could not defend herself. In her

while Deirdre followed. He grabbed the umbrella from the waitress, opened the door, and found himself bracing an icy, wet

up and shoved

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