Chapter 478: Resent Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 479

Chapter 479 You Have Feelings for Someone Else, Right “Oh right, I found a tube of ointment on the table. Who gave it to you?”

Deirdre added firewood to the burner and said, “Mr. Leigh.”

“Hoyt?”

“Hmm.”

Mrs. Cox’s expression turned into a meaningful look at once. “I know that he doesn’t have this in this house. Tell me he didn’t just get acquainted with you yesterday and went to buy it from the market today?”

Deirdre nodded, hesitated for a moment, and asked, “Why?”

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“We don’t have cars in the village, so one will need to ride a bicycle to get to the market.

On the other hand, it takes about four hours in total to get to the market by bicycle and back. There’s nothing important happening in the market today anyway. What do you think?”

Deirdre was stunned.

Mrs. Cox beamed widely. “Hoyt has fallen for you.”

It was rather preposterous to Deirdre, and she said, “How can that be possible? He’s just a nice man.”

“No matter how kind a person is, there’s always an ulterior motive. I wouldn’t go to the market to buy medicine for someone I just recently got to know, especially not in the middle of a summer day.” Mrs. Cox smiled joyously as if she was delighted to be a matchmaker. “However, that’s pretty good too. Hoyt is a great person and takes care of people. You won’t live a hard life if you marry him.”

Deirdre did not answer, so Mrs. Cox came to realize the situation and said shyly, “Yikes, what’s wrong with me? I haven’t even asked for your opinion before I made a decision for you. You have feelings for someone else, right?”

“No…”

“You don’t need to deny either. I can see that you look different when I mentioned that you were quarreling with your boyfriend at the time. Afterward, you’ll be distracted as soon as you’re free, an obvious sign that you’re thinking about someone else.” Mrs. Cox served the meal with a spatula, paused for a moment, and said, “ You don’t want to go back because you’re in a fight with him?”

Deirdre appeared to be overwhelmed with emotions. “He’s not my boyfriend anymore.”

“Did you guys break up?” Mrs. Cox heaved a sigh. “No wonder…”

Deirdre did not wish to talk about it. She got up to serve the freshly -baked dinner rolls and said smilingly, “It’s in the past. Let’s eat.”

“Sure.”

After dinner, Deirdre showered. She covered her hands in two plastic bags due to her injuries and dried herself with a towel. Afterward, she shut her eyes but could not fall asleep when she lay on the bed.

She needed a very long time before she could make peace with everything related to Kyran.

The following day, Mrs. Cox went foraging in the mountain as usual and instructed Deirdre to dry out the items in the basket in the sun.

Deirdre poured out the contents of the basket on a flat ground after Mrs. Cox left. She was arranging the items one by one when a shadow enveloped her.

Deirdre raised her head and identified the person roughly based on the outline. “Mr.

Leigh?”

“You can call me Hoyt.” Hoyt pulled the items he had purchased out of his pocket cautiously with bags under his eyes.

There were bandages, medicine, and disinfectant liquid.

“I just got these. Let me help you to dress the wounds on your hands.”

Deirdre’s movements halted to a stop, and she was overwhelmed with emotions. “You must have spent quite a lot of money on these, right? How can I accept your favor…”

“I told you not to be modest with me anymore. Mrs. Cox takes good care of me on usual days. She helped me, and I’m helping you in turn. We should all help each other out.”

Upon saying that, Hoyt glanced at Deirdre before hastily looking away. “Please allow me to dress your wounds first?”

Deirdre heaved a sigh in her heart, turned around, and returned to the house.

Hoyt was stunned. It did not take long before Deirdre walked outside with a brown coat in her hands.

“This is a luxury brand of clothing, and I’m unsure of its price. However, you should be able to get about 100 dollars if you sell it at a flea market. Consider it as my gift for you in return for your favor.”

Brendan had given it to her, so it could not be cheap clothing because Brendan had no lack of money.

Hoyt hastily waved his hand dismissively. “Isn’t this your coat? How can we sell your coat!?”