Chapter 456 Photographed âBut Iâm the patient.â
Deirdreâs cheeks burned slightly when she heard Kyran talk in a serious manner. Biting her lower lip, she rebutted, âDonât make excuses. Itâs not like you canât move your mouth.â
âI like it when you feed me. It was soft, and it smelled good.â
Deirdre felt so embarrassed upon hearing the mechanical voice of the phone. She turned, intending to walk away, but Kyran pulled her back smilingly. âAlright, Iâll stop messing with you.â
When Deirdre sat down, Kyran asked, âWhy were you crying when I was pushed out?â
âI did?â Deirdre was startled as she couldnât remember at all.
âYour eyes were red,â replied Kyran.
Deirdre immediately recalled the reported news and the person who took a photo of her, and her face turned pale. Trying to force herself to regain her composure, she lowered her head and said, âI was just too worried about you.â
âOh dear, why were you so worried? Didnât I tell you that Iâd be fine?â
Deirdre smiled, but her eyes became empty.
Though Kyran survived the operationâ¦
Because Kyran had to get enough rest, and Deirdre didnât want to make things difficult for him, she found an excuse to prevaricate and went to take a shower. By the time she came back, Kyran had already fallen asleep.
She went out with dirty clothes and walked along the wall to the laundry room. It was late at night, and the surroundings were very quiet, but she still heard footsteps approaching.
She knew the footsteps didnât belong to a woman because they were heavy..
Deirdre frowned. She was about to close the laundry room door when Blake rushed up and tightly covered her mouth.
âNo!â
Deirdreâs eyes were wide open, and she felt a gust of cold air. She struggled hard, but Blake suddenly threw her on the floor.
When her frail body hit the marble, Deirdre felt so painful that she couldnât breathe, and her face turned pale. She hurriedly shouted, âHelp!â
âShut up!â Blake hurriedly covered her mouth with his hand and threatened viciously, âShout again, and Iâll make sure that you wonât see the sun tomorrow!â
Feeling a sharp object at her waist, Deirdre really didnât dare to move. But her face was pale, and her soft lips were trembling.
Blake hurriedly tore off Deirdreâs mask, but he didnât expect to see a bandage on her face.
He became furious. âB*tch! Youâve been vigilantly guarding against letting others recognize your real identity, havenât you!?â
Deirdre realized what Blake intended to do from his words and was stunned. But when she was about to stop him, Blake had already pulled off the bandage, revealing her entire face.
Blake was frightened the moment he saw Deirdreâs face was riddled with scars, which appeared red, swollen, and scary.
Could she be Charlene McKinney?
Recalling the glamorous woman wearing a custom-made long dress in the data, Blake felt a chill down.
his spine. âHow is that possible!?â
With such a look, who would believe that this woman was Charlene McKinney?
Deirdre didnât dare to move. Although Blake felt hopeless, the more he looked at Deirdreâs eyes, the more. he felt they resembled Charleneâs.
He was assured that this woman was Charlene McKinney! But because the media wouldnât believe him anymore, he thought of Brendan.
He could no longer sell those photos to the media but believed he could threaten Brendan to pay him.
money with those photos. After all, if he could get Charlene out of prison, he would definitely not be willing to expose her photos to the outside world!
While thoughts ran wildly through his mind, Blake took out a camera and photographed Deirdre.
Following that, he heard noises outside the room and immediately rushed out through the safety exit.
The next second, a nurse carne in. She was stunned when she saw Deidre, who had fallen on the floor.â Miss McKinnon? Are you alright!?â