Chapter 330 Both of You Continue Kyran stopped typing but grabbed Deirdreâs hand directly.
His hand was very broad. Unlike that manâs chilly hands, Kyranâs hand was very hot. It was so hot that the heat would burn the skin.
Deirdre trembled unconsciously. She then felt that Kyran brought her hand toward himself little by little and gradually approached.
She heard him roll up his shirt before slowly putting her palm on his chest.
It happened to be the location where his heart was. When Deirdre felt the warmth and beating heart, she blushed and unconsciously wanted to withdraw her hand.
Kyran held her hand tighter, all the way down to the waist.
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Following that, Kyran released her hand and just dragged his shirt upwards. It seemed to be telling Deirdre that she could touch wherever she wished.
Deirdre was blushing as red as a tomato.
She warned herself repeatedly that this was only to verify Kyranâs identity. But because she couldnât see it, everything-the manâs rhythmic breathing, the pleasant smell, and the texture of his muscles-was magnified thousands of times.
Even though she and Brendan had done it countless times and had many intimate entanglements, she had never touched him so seriously.
Deirdreâs eyes dimmed. Whether it was before or after her imprisonment, they were more like strangers who only had a relationship in bed.
Kyranâs breathing became heavier. Deirdre regained her composure, apologized in a low voice, and moved her hand toward the left.
Closing her eyes, she tried to recall the position she had stabbed.
It was at the lower and left side of the abdomen, near the waistline.
Deirdre put her hand on it, and in the next second, she opened her eyes.
The man moved a bit and typed on his mobile phone with difficulty.
âWhatâs wrong?â
Deirdre felt a tug at her heart. Unwilling to resign, she stroked it three times.
She felt that the surface was flat, with neither a wound nor a scar mark.
She knew very well how serious that knife wound was. It wouldnât be healed completely in such a short period, not to mention that there was no scar and that it was such a smooth skin surface.
Therefore, she finally verified that Kyran was not Brendan.
It was merely an accident that had led to a misunderstanding.
Deirdreâs face turned pale, and she breathed a sigh of relief. It was at this moment that she was finally able to feel relieved.
Suddenly, the side door opened.
Declan appeared at the door of the lounge with a document in his hand. Upon seeing Deirdre and Kyran inside like that, his surprised expression suddenly turned into a calm one. There was even a hint of a smile on his lips.
âMiss McKinnon, Kye, this is the lounge of the church, after all. There are a lot of people outside. If there are any loud noises here, theyâll hear it. No matter how anxious you are, there is no need to do this, right? If not, there are also guest rooms upstairs.â
Deirdre hastily withdrew her hand and lowered her head while trying to explain herself, âN-No! Mr. King, itâs not what you see-â
âYes, yes, I do understand it. There is no need to explain this kind of thing to me. Weâre all adults here, after all. Itâs normal. In fact, I am quite happy. Kye has been single and available for so many years and has always refused girlsâ touch. Therefore, itâs good news that he finally has a girl he is willing to allow her to touch him.â
Declan snickered and added wittily, âWell, Iâll get out of here while both of you continue.â
The door was then closed, and Declan left without wanting any explanation.