Chapter 394 Is Your Face Injured From Being Slashed?
Yes, Deirdre did not have the convenience of borrowing someone elseâs face, like Charlene. Her face was given to her by her parents, and she had grown into it herself. Yet, she loathed her previous face due to her painful past.
âIsnât that⦠funny?â
If Ophelia were still alive and knew about this, she would surely be sad, right? Her daughter, whom she was so proud of, did not even have the courage to restore her previous facial appearance.
Deirdre lowered her head and sobbed.
Kyran wiped away her tears and comforted her. âDeirdre, no one can force you against your will. Itâs your face, and youâre the sole decision-maker for it. We wonât do if you donât want a facial reconstruction. Anyone acquainted with you will disregard your appearance and like you sincerely.
âAs for those who criticized your appearance, you donât need to mind them because they are only a rock on your life path that you tripped once but wonât step on again.â
Deirdre didnât know whether to laugh or cry at Kyranâs description, but her heartâ¦
Her heart calmed down.
âSure.â Deirdreâs crystal clear eyes were calm, and she cracked a faint smile on her lips. âIâve made my decision. I would like to reconstruct my face, Kyran.â
She wanted it not for anything else but for Ophelia.
It was her face. As for Brendan and Charlene, they were already from her past. She had lost her eyes and her child for Brendan, so she would not allow herself to give up on the face that her parents had given her.
Brendan was not worthy and did not deserve Deirdre to give up on her face.
Kyran did not type but held her hand and gave her a soft kiss.
Dr. Engle came after he was notified.
Deirdre said in a slightly embarrassed tone, âIâm sorry for troubling you to come twice, Dr. Engle.â
âItâs fine, itâs fine. You donât need to feel that way, Miss McKinnon. Our department is not far away anyhow! Moreover, Iâm on leave, and Mr. Reed has specially commissioned me, so I donât have other patients to attend to.â Dr. Engle did not mind. âPlease take a seat, Miss McKinnon.â
âSpecially commissioned by Kyran?â
Deirdreâs palms clenched into fists. She did not expect that Kyran would actually be so attentive. It made. her previous action seem like she was picking a fight, and she almost discredited his kind intention.
Kyran seemed to notice her reaction and cracked a faint smile. âDr. Engle is well-known in the field of plastic and reconstructive surgery. As such, you donât need to worry about that. I want the best for you when it comes to your facial reconstruction.â
Dr. Engle teased smilingly while he talked about her face, âHowever, this is my first time meeting such a boyfriend who is bed-bound in the hospital yet is still attentive to his girlfriend. Youâre a lucky girl, Miss McKinnon.â
âBoyfriendâ¦â
Deirdreâs face was hot from blushing, and she was having trouble speaking. She explained softly, âNo⦠Youâve misunderstood. Weâre not boyfriend and girlfriend.â
âNot boyfriend and girlfriend?â Dr. Engle was caught by surprise. âWhat kind of relationship other than boyfriend and girlfriend would get Mr. Reed to be so attentive to her needs?â
He said jokingly, âDonât tell me that you two are legally married?â
Deirdre was even more embarrassed because Dr. Engleâs description worsened the matter.
She didnât know what to say while Kyran explained from behind her, âWeâre not boyfriend and girlfriend, nor are we married. Howeverâ¦â
He typed, âI am courting her for the moment.â
Deirdre was stunned, and her face turned scarlet red. She could not help lowering her head.
Dr. Engle chuckled and said, âIf that is the case, Iâll be invited to your wedding soon enough.â
It was fortunate that the topic of conversation passed soon enough.
Dr. Engleâs expression grew stern as he examined Deirdreâs face.
Dr. Engle said, âMiss McKinnon, is your face injured from being slashed?â