Chapter 360 He Didnât Have A Sweet Tooth Charlene couldnât believe that Deirdre could be seen here.
Why was she here? And for whom? The answer was almost imminent.
Charlene was furious and cursed her inwardly, calling her a b*tch.
She had already feigned death and escaped, yet she was still lingering around. It seemed that she regretted it again. As such, she returned, trying to rekindle Brendanâs longing for her.
Upon thinking her relationship with Brendan had finally settled down, a vicious look flashed across Charleneâs beautiful eyes.
She would never allow Deirdre to appear in front of Brendan again, even for a second.
Deirdre lay on the bed again but couldnât fall asleep. She had been tossing and turning with the one and only doubt, which was why Kyran would fall for her.
She was obviously nothing. If it was just because she was blind and he was also a person with a disability, it would be too casual to show compassion.
A person like Kyran should have seen a lot of blind people.
In short, she couldnât accept this sudden profession. Just like the case of Tobey, she no longer had the courage to like someone.
Just Brendan alone had hurt her too deeply.
She forcibly closed her eyes. When she fell asleep, she had a nightmare. She dreamed of meeting Brendan in the hospital. Brendan ignored her resistance and sent someone to tie her up and take her back to Neve.
When she woke up, she woke up in a cold sweat. Brendanâs compulsion and icyâcold look lingered in her mind for a long time and could not be shaken off.
When she managed to regain her composure, she heard the ringing doorbell. Deirdre opened the door and heard Declan, who asked with a smile, âDid I disturb you, Miss McKinnon?â
âNo, it just so happened that you came to ring the doorbell as soon as I woke up.â
âThatâs good. Shall we go take our breakfast together? Then, we can go to the hospital.
Somehow, Kyeâs been sending me several text messages consecutively today, asking about your condition. Did you guys have a fight?â
Of course, they hadnât had a fight, but it was more embarrassing than being in a fight.
Deirdre couldnât explain, so she smiled. âWhy should we? Kyran must have been too bored and wanted our companion as soon as possible.â
âKyran?â Declan smiled ambiguously. âItâs just a night, and youâve changed how you address him.
Hmm, it seems that something indeed happened yesterday.â
Deirdre was embarrassed but unable to argue. She could only lower her head.
Declan laughed loudly. âIâm just kidding, donât worry. Letâs go. Iâll take you to the downstairs restaurant for something to eat.â
This time Deirdre had a relatively good appetite and ate a lot. As she recalled that Kyran had eaten all the pastries yesterday, she requested that the waiter pack a portion.
âWhatâs the matter? Do you like to eat the pastries here? If so, Iâll ask them to deliver one to your room daily.â
âNo.â Deirdre replied, âItâs for Kyran. He likes it.â
âHe likes it?â Declan sounded slightly surprised. âHe told you that, or did you guess it yourself?â
Deirdre heard that there was something in his words and asked tentatively, âWhatâs wrong with it?â
âKyran canât eat sweets. He hates sweets the most, and heâd feel uncomfortable by their smell.â
As soon as Deirdre heard that, she was stunned. She put the fork on the plate, wanted to ask why Kyran had eaten them all yesterday but closed her mouth in the next second.
Because there was no other answerâKyran had eaten them because of her.
In order to appreciate her efforts, Kyran had eaten them, even if it was something he hated.
This left Deirdre at a loss. She couldnât believe that Kyran really liked her up to this level when they obviously had only known each other for less than half a month.