Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

Chapter 605 He Went Out Last Night

"Say if I choose to replace this phone with a new one... Do you sell the same model?"

The owner shook his head and gave a helpless smile. "You're asking me for an antique of a bygone era. The type that’s only good for calling and texting and... nothing else. We don't sell them anymore-nobody will buy them."

Disappointment clouded Brendan’s eyes. To a blind woman like Deirdre, a phone with fewer functionalities might be more helpful than the new­fangled stuff on the market. Besides, if he replaced her phone right now, she would have to relearn how to use it. She would not even know which button to press.

"Fix it. I don't care how much it costs. I just want it fixed."

"Whoa. Are you serious?" The owner was taken aback. This was an answer he did not expect at all. Still, he recovered from his shock quickly. "Okay, then. I’ll do my best. Leave it here with me. I'll call your number when it's done."

"Thank you so much."

Even a full night's sleep did not manage to repel Deirdre’s headache completely. Instinctively, she reached out to feel for her phone. Without it announcing the time, she had no idea what time it was.

She quickly remembered that her phone had fallen into the water and was now in Brendan’s hands. Sitting up, she climbed out of bed and changed into her dry clothes.

was sure Brendan should already be up by this hour. Yet, no one answered her after she knocked on his

She made her way to

should be in his room. I

"But no one answered me when I

"I guess he's just too

was confused.

Brighthall went out into the street last night and came back by 1:00 a.m. There was a drizzle, too, around that time, so by the time he was back, his hands were red and sore from

outside?" Deirdre was stunned. "At that

but at that hour? Most of them were already closed, I bet. He probably scouted for a long time before he finally found one. I mean, he went out at 10:00 p.m. and came back at 1:00

to repair phones? But they had all the time in the world.

Mr. Brighthall’s room? That

her lips. "No.

"Sure thing."

on her bed. A while

It was Brendan. He was fatigued out of his mind and had to hold himself up