Chapter 426 You Donât Trust Me Anymore?
Deirdre felt as if all her strength had left her body. She remembered that the flower on Winston had four petals. All of the petals were closed. It was in the budding stage while signifying undying wills.
âIt isnât Winston, is it?â
When tears streamed down from her eyes, Dr. Engle was stunned.
âWhat happened, Miss McKinnon? Why are you crying?â
Deirdre clenched her fists. Her body was still shaking profusely, and she explained, âNothing. I am just sad that I canât buy this brand of cigarettes for Kyran.â
âYou want to get this as a gift for Mr. Reed, right? But he already has it, so thereâs no point for you to buy it for him anymore. Besides, judging from how much Mr. Reed loves you, I think heâll be very happy even if you give him a flower you picked from the roadside Deirdre wiped the tears off and smiled. Youâre right Iâll go figure something else out thenâ
âAlright.â
Deirdre felt as if a weight had been lifted off her chest after coming out of the office However, the feeling did not stay long. Soon, she thought of something, and her heart sank again.
Even if the brand was not Winston, it couldnât prove that Kyran was not Brendan. It could only prove that he was not Brendan at this moment Holding the basket in her hands, she walked along the wall Suddenly, she heard a series of hurried footsteps, and then Kyran appeared in front of her. He grabbed her hand, and she could feel his anxiety even though there was no emotion in the mechanical voice.
âWhere have you been?â
Deirdre was stunned. Before she could say anything, Kyran continued. âI went to look for you in the laundry room, but I didnât see you there. Why did you come to Dr. Engleâs room? Are you sick? Or are you feeling unwell?â
Deirdre felt a gush of warmth spread inside of her listening to this mechanical voice. She forced a smile on her face and said, âNothing. I just feel some stinging pain on my cheek, so I came to ask Dr. Engle about it.â
âStinging pain? Then what did he say?â
âHe said this is normal. There will be a stinging pain accompanied by the new growing flesh.â
Kyran let out a sigh of relief. Still, there was a hint of tiredness and helplessness in his eyes. âSo, you came out not to wash the clothes, right? You purposely found an excuse just to come to look for Dr.
Engle? Do you not trust me anymore, Deirdre? Even if youâre feeling pain in your face right now, youâd rather put up with it than tell me?â
His words were filled with disappointment.
It took Deirdre a long while to come around to her senses. âNo, it isnât like that, Kyran. I didnât tell you becauseâ¦â
âBecause what?â Kyran asked, âBecause you didnât want me to worry about you?â
Deirdre was stumped and nodded.
After a long silence, Kyran grabbed her into his arms and sighed. Then, he typed, âDeirdre, I hope you can open your heart and be honest with me. If this continues, not only will I feel exhausted, but you will too.â
Apparently, Kyran did not believe her. It was just that he was not going to press the matter further.
Deirdre bit her lower lip and sniffed. She had the urge to ask him the question in her heart, but a second voice in her mind told her she wouldnât get any answer from him and to forgo the attempt.
âDo you want to go out and grab something to eat?â asked Deirdre. âIâm sure you must be tired of the food here, right? Letâs go out and eat.â
Kyran asked, âWhat about your face?â
Her face was bandaged. Not only did she have difficulty eating things, but there was a lot of food she could not eat as well.
âIâll be fine. Dr. Engle said itâs fine for me to eat something light.â
Kyranâs gaze turned gentle as he typed, âAlright then. Letâs go out.â
He returned to his ward and changed into new clothes. Deirdre put on a new mask, and Kyran was waiting for her outside. When she came out, he gazed at her hand for a while before reaching out to her.
âCome, letâs go.â