Chapter 387 Startling the Kid âI think so too,â Freya said, gritting her teeth. She wouldnât have any problem with it, no matter how upset she was, if Kyranâs girlfriend were someone who was even prettier than her. But the thing right now was that his girlfriend was that ugly woman. It was something that she would never accept.
âI really donât understand why Mr. Reed would fall in love with that ugly b*tch. Doesnât he feel sick looking at her? Besides, they also spent a night together in the same ward last night. Even though they werenât sleeping in the same bed, wouldnât Mr. Reed be scared when he opened his eyes and saw her ugly face?â
Deidre lowered her head and touched her face. There was nothing but scars and wounds on her face whenever her fingers touched.
Deirdre knew she was ugly but was she really that scary? Would she really make someone have a nightmare if they looked at her?
âDoesnât Mr. Reed feel disgusted? Is there something wrong with him? Even if he doesnât care, doesnât she have any self-awareness? One of them is a handsome man, but the other one is an ugly monster.
Is she not worried that other people will judge Mr. Reed?â
Their words felt like knives that stabbed into her heart.
Initially, Deirdre thought she had gotten used to these kinds of sharp remarks. However, she still felt as if someone clutched at her heart when other people judged Kyran.
She lowered her head, and her eyes were filled with disappointment.
Honestly, she felt they were right. It would take a lot of courage for people to become friends with her, let alone for one to become her boyfriend.
For someone of Kyranâs status, his girlfriend should be a young lady from a wealthy family or celebrity, not someone like her.
Just when Deirdre turned around and was about to return, she ran into Declan.
âWhat are you doing here, Miss McKinnon? Kyran said it has been some time since you came out, and I thought you lost your wayâ¦â Declan did not make any attempt to lower his voice, so both Freya and her friend heard his voice. They turned their heads and were stunned when they saw Deirdre.
âU⦠Miss McKinnon, donât you know that itâs rude to eavesdrop on other peopleâs conversation?â
asked Freya Declan felt something was not right and asked, âWhat were you guys talking about?â
Freyaâs friend chimed in and said, âNothing!â She had lost all her arrogance as she continued. âWe were just chatting.â
âReally?â Declan frowned deeply.
Deirdre was tired and did not want to stay here anymore.
âMr. King, Iâm looking for the washing machine. I want to wash these clothes. Can you show me the way?â
Decian could see from Deirdreâs expression that something had happened. However, he did not press on and nodded.
Deirdre seemed rather dispirited and looked as if she was troubled by something while washing the clothes in the washing machine.
âAre you alright, Miss McKinnon?â asked Declan. âIt seems to me that youâre kind of under the weather.â
âIâm fine,â Deirdre said, forcing a smile on her face.
âAre you really sure about that?â Declan pressed on. âIf you have something on your mind, you should say it aloud. Keeping it inside of your heart wonât do you any good. Rather than keeping it all to yourself, you should share it with us. Maybe I wonât be able to help you, but at least someone can share your worries.â
âThank you,â Deirdre smiled, but she did not think Declan could help her anyway.
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âAh! Ghost! Mom! Thereâs a ghost here!â
Before Deirdre could finish her sentence, a mother came in with a kid. When the kid saw Deirdreâs face, he was startled and cried out loud.
The woman was shocked as well when she saw Deirdreâs face. She hastily picked the kid up from the floor as she looked warily at Deirdre.