t well by finishing it in one gulp without stopping before he declared he was done.
âIsnât it bitter?â
âItâs fine. It tastes much better than the one I had previously.â
When he took it so lightly, his reaction made Deirdreâs chest tighten with anxiety. She realized that he m ust have endured hardships when he was previously severely ill.
She said, âI had to suck on a candy when I took it in the afternoon, and I only managed to suppress the bitterness after a long time.â
âAfternoon?â
Deirdre was stunned. She came to realize what she had just said and lowered her head without answer ing Kyran.
Mrs. Cox was amused and said, âYou must thank Deirdre, Mr. Reed. We couldnât get you to keep the medicine down when you were un conscious in the afternoon. It was Deirdre-â
âMrs. Cox!â Deirdre was extremely embarrassed. âLetâs not talk about that anymore.â
âWhy?â Kyran seemed to have understood the situation, but he wanted to hear it from Deirdre. âHow di d you make me take the medicine?â
Deirdreâs face blushed scarlet. She glared at him while he smirked but attempted to hold back his smile with great effort. âAlright, I wonât ask anymore.â
Mrs. Cox smiled wider as she witnessed the scene. She suddenly remembered something and said, âOh right, I asked around and found out that the village head had already sent someone to clear the blocked road. It is estimated that
the road will be almost accessible by tomorrow.â
Deirdre asked Kyran, âCan you drive?â
âI feel that Iâm almost fully recovered. I should be fine after resting for a night.â
âBoth of you can rest first, then. When youâre done resting, you can leave feeling fresh tomorrow. I wonâ
t bother you two anymore.â
Kyran fell asleep as soon as his head touched the pillow after Mrs. Coxâs departure, perhaps due to exhaustion. Deirdre listened to
his even breathing and shut her eyes slowly, feeling a sense of peace that she had never felt before.
She lost count of how long she slept, but when she woke up, Kyran was still sleeping. He seemed to be having a fever dream and was muttering something.
Deirdre called out to him a few times, but he did not react to her calling. She stretched out her hand to f eel the manâs forehead. It was clamming with cold sweat, but his fever had almost broken.
Chapter 511 Donât Hate Me, Deirdre âKyran? Kyran?â She could not hear him clearly, but she wiped away the sweat on her face. âWake up!â
âDonât hate me, Deirdreâ¦â
She could finally hear him and was stunned.
âDonât hate you?
âWho?
âMe? Why would I hate you?â
Before she could respond to the situation, Kyran suddenly opened his eyes, and his breathing was ragg Deirdre inquired anxiously, âYouâre awake⦠Kyran. Are you alright?â
Kyran sobered up completely. âIâm sorry. I had a nightmare. I hope that I didnât scare you.â
âNo.â Deirdre cracked a smile. âI thought you were having a nightmare too.â
He seemed to be very scared when he was having the nightmare.
Deirdre could not refrain from asking, âHowever, what did you dream about that made you react that way Kyranâs gaze dimmed, and he said, âNothing much. I dreamt that something bad happened to you again, yet I just couldnât do anything to protect you, so I hoped that you wouldnât hate me.â
âI see.â Deirdre found it amusing. âKyran, it was just a dream.â