Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

Chapter 565 Don't Leave Me, Dee

For a moment, Deirdre even thought she was touching a block of ice. It jolted her into a realization of what might have happened. Alarmed, she tried to shake him awake. "Brendan Brighthall, wake up! Now!”

He answered her with a painful whimper. She tried to touch his face.

It was feverish.

There was no way he did not have a fever. The man was already half­conscious—if she left him like this, the worst could very well happen.

Deirdre felt as though her mind had blanked. It took her effort to wake herself out of her panic and feel her way out of the room. She finally felt the door of her neighbor and opened it.

A stranger opened it with marked annoyance.

My friend has a nasty fever

The stranger called the front desk without further ado and comforted Deirdre. "Chill, okay? It's easy to get a

staff came and confirmed Brendan was suffering from a fever. Unfortunately, there was little they could

If we drive him there right now... It might just worsen his condition. My suggestion? We'll give him some medicine to cool down his

could only nod. 'Thank

doing my part,

the table, hesitated momentarily, and began to undress Brendan. She might be

was not in the mood to shower again, though,

a waking dream-she was back to those times when she was

cast her eyes low and muttered to no one in particular, "You know, I was seriously musing about leaving you in your fever before I decided to seek help. I'm blind, you see. And the weather's bad. All I need to do is to pretend I have no idea this happened and nobody can blame me for

even a lick of feelings for you... but because I can never be as heartless as you

she rested her head on the edge of the bed and slept. In

"Water."

almost unreal as if he was just muttering in his sleep. Deirdre had no reason to doubt his request, though.