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Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

Chapter 638
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Chapter 638 Come and See Me

Deirdre suddenly began shaking, and the feeling of disgust radiated all over her body. She covered her mouth.

Declan hastily stepped on the brake.

"What’s going on? Are you alright?"

Deirdre recovered from her shakiness and shook her head.

"I’m alright." She said, "Just getting a little motion sickness. Please continue to drive."

Declan said concerningly, "I shall drive slower then. You may let me know if anything."

"Sure."

Deirdre hugged herself tightly, yet she still could not withstand the coldness that chilled her to the bone.

The car stopped after half an hour. Deirdre tucked a strand of hair on her face behind her ear. "Are we here?"

"Hmm, we're here. I’ll send you into the house and pay a visit to the village.”

Declan was about to remove his seat belt when Deirdre said smilingly, "It's fine. I'm not fully blind, and I can still tell

where the door is. Go ahead and get busy with the Village Alnwick project."

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She removed her seat belt and got out of the car while she waved at Declan.

Declan was about to drive away when he remembered something. "Oh right."

He took a business card out of his bag and passed it to Deirdre.

"What is that?"

Deirdre took it and discovered that it was a card.

Declan hesitated for a moment before he said, 'This is Brendan's business card."

An evading look flashed past Deirdre’s eyes, but she calmed down soon enough. "Why are you giving his business

card to me?"

She was about to leave the card when Declan said, "Brendan gave this to me. He wanted you to reach out to him.

He claimed that he still has something of yours with him."

Deirdre’s movement halted. In the next moment, she clutched the business card tightly in her hand and felt the

sharp edge cutting into her skin. It was painful but not causing injury, fortunately.

'Something of mine...’

Deirdre searched for the answer in her head only to come up with one answer.

It was the phone.

It had Kyran's quick contact method and was the only phone she could operate easily. When she held phones of

other brands in her hand, she could not even unlock them because she could not find the button.

Deirdre’s chest was filled with anger and frustration.

Brendan knew her needs and was using them to force her into connecting with him.

Otherwise, he could just have handed it to Declan in Eastgene. Why would he need to make such an unnecessary

move?

"Understood."

Suppressing his hatred, Deirdre behaved normally and waved her hand as she gazed after Declan's departing car.

She loosened her grip on the card when she turned around, walked back, and wished she could throw it into the

trash the next moment.

Yet, just like how Brendan could have a grip on her, she could not do it.

Deirdre headed to a convenience store near the village the next day.

The store offered phone service to the customers, so she passed the business card to the storekeeper and sought

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the storekeeper's help to call the number.

The call was picked up after a while.

"Hello, who is this?" The voice sounded hoarse from fatigue that could not be concealed.

Deirdre shut her eyes and opened them again. "It’s me, Brendan."

Before Brendan could speak, she took it upon herself to say, "You have my phone with you, right? Please ship it to

me, and I'll pay for the cost."

The other end of the call fell silent for a few seconds before he said," Come and see me. I'm in a hotel in the city

too. I'll pass it to you in person, so you don't need to pay for shipping."

'Stop fooling around!’

Deirdre suppressed the urge to utter those words because she could not provoke Brendan's anger.

"I feel we should keep a distance other than going to the lawyer’s office. What do you think about that?"

"I think that is a bad idea." Brendan's voice sounded muffled, as if he was sick. It felt as if he was catching a breath

so he could have the strength to say, "Come and see me, Deirdre. I don’t feel so well."

Deirdre could tell that he was unwell just by listening to his voice.