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Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

Chapter 491
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Chapter 491 I Can’t Leave Him Alone

Kyran looked at her gently. He pulled something that he had been holding dear for a long while from his pocket and

handed it to Deirdre. Even though they were crumpled and unrecognizable, Deirdre knew the moment she held

them in her hand that they were their air tickets to Germia, the tickets to her freedom.

Tears began to stream down her cheek, and Kyran gently wiped them off her face. He typed on the phone, “I’ve

been waiting for you to return so that I can fulfill my promise. Deirdre, I’m glad I found you, and I’m glad that

you’re still alive.”

Deirdre could sense his relief through the mechanical voice and words. However, before she could say anything,

Kyran faltered and limped forward.

“Kyran!” She was shocked and hastily went forward to support him, but Kyran had become so much heavier that

she could barely hold him.

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Deirdre squatted down and placed her hand on his forehead. When she realized that he had a fever, she

exclaimed, her voice shaking, “What happened? Why is he having a fever?”

Declan frowned and came forward to check on Kyran. “He has passed out. Come, give him to me. I’ll send him to

the hospital.”

He carried Kyran on his back after he finished speaking. He walked two steps forward and stopped in his tracks as

he said, “Miss McKinnon, Kyran has been in the car or at the police station since you disappeared. He hasn’t had a

good night’s sleep since he didn’t want to miss any news regarding you. He should be taking a rest right now,

considering his body condition.

“You can doubt anything in this world, but one thing you should never doubt is his feelings for you. Think about it

carefully, Miss McKinnon. Do you think the person you hate would sacrifice himself for you?”

Deirdre did not know what to say. There was no way to prove what Charlene had said, so Kyran was not Brendan.

However, she believed in Charlene’s bullsh*t and gave much pain and torment to Kyran and herself.

Her heart was filled with pain.

Declan turned around and said, “The first thing Kyran did after he woke up was to look for you. If you trust me, then

come with me. Otherwise, please don’t appear in front of Kyran anymore. You’ll cause him nothing but only pain.

He has been hurt once. I don’t want him to experience the same pain again.” 1 Deirdre did not know what to say.

However, she still followed her instinct and stepped forward.

She followed after Declan, and Hoyt came forward. He looked at Declan and Kyran, who was unconscious, before

saying, “Miss McKinnon, what happened? Is everything alright?”

Deirdre closed her eyes, and her fingers were still shaking. She couldn’t imagine how dangerous it was for Kyran to

come here and look for her after having his operation.

“Yeah, everything is alright,” she replied. “Mr. Leigh, please go back without me. Help me inform Mrs. Cox that I

have something else to do and will only return in another three days.”

Hoyt was stunned. “Are you leaving with them?” he asked.

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“Kyran is sick.” Deirdre clenched her fists tightly. “I hold part of the responsibility, so I can’t just leave him alone.” 1

Hoyt understood everything when he saw the anxiety on Deirdre’s face. He knew no matter how unwilling he was,

he had no right to change her mind.

“Then please stay safe, Miss McKinnon. Mrs. Cox and I will wait for you to come back.”

“Okay.”

When Deirdre got into the car, Kyran was already lying in the back seat. She stretched her arm forward and placed

her hand on his forehead. He was perspiring profusely, and his forehead was hot. When he felt her fingers, he

nudged closer to her.

‘He is in a lot of pain.”

This was the first thought that came into Deirdre’s mind. She felt like there were thousands of knives cutting

through her heart. They sent Kyran to the hospital, and it took a long while before the doctor came out.

“The fever is caused by wound inflammation,” the doctor said with a frown. “He has just gone through an

operation. He should be resting on the bed. How could you let him go around as he wished?”