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Chapter 433 Not the Same Person
Now that Deirdre found someone who understood her, she was supposed to be happy, yet the doubt in her heart
was still present.
Deirdre lowered her gaze. The door next to her suddenly opened up.
Declan removed his jacket gracefully and said smilingly. “Both of you are truly extravagant that you’d get a
reservation in a luxury restaurant.”
Deirdre was surprised by Declan’s presence.
Kyran explained, “He insists on coming.”
“Yes, we’re best friends anyhow. You can’t abandon me to eat by myself elsewhere just because of Miss McKinnon,
right? You still have the rest of your lives to date.” Declan pulled a chair and took a seat without showing any
courtesy. He notified the waitress to set up the table for an additional person.
Deirdre smiled. “It’s great that you’re here. I was just saying that we might not be able to finish all the food here.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtDeclan took a glance at the food served on the table and was stunned. “Is that Brussels sprouts? Who ordered
this?”
Deirdre stopped and clenched her fists tightly all of a sudden. “I did. Why?”
Declan said, “I thought it was Kyran who ordered this. He ordered Brussels sprouts for the first meal he shared with
me when he returned from Germia and finished the whole plate by himself. He finished it so quickly I thought he
was craving Brussels sprouts all his life.”
Deirdre could not help appearing distracted upon hearing the remark.
“Does Kyran enjoy having Brussels sprouts very much?”
“Yes. Why else would he order it, huh?”
Deirdre appeared to be distracted. Brendan hated Brussels sprouts. She used to cook Brussels sprouts in different
ways and would try to persuade him to take a bite so that he would not be a picky eater in the past.
Brendan used to say, “Deirdre, you’re just like Brussels sprouts. No matter how you change the cooking method, I
won’t taste its goodness. So, don’t force me to eat it, just like how you shouldn’t have wishful thinking anymore.”
He would vainly attempt to remind her not to fall too deeply in love with him and not to have wishful thinking by
devoting herself to him.
However, she felt she could not give up on love so easily at the time. It was fortunate that Brendan gave her a
painful experience that made her end the ridiculous crush afterward.
She was jolted back to reality, but her heart wrenched in pain as if a knife had stabbed it.
Meanwhile, the phone in her pocket rang once again. Realizing that it could be someone, Deirdre grabbed her
phone and said, “I’ll take the call outside.”
Deirdre sensed Kyran’s gaze but pretended not to notice it. It was Declan who waved his hand dismissively and said,
“Go ahead, go ahead. Come back soon so the food won’t get cold.”
“I’ll be back at once.”
Deirdre opened the door and got out of the room before she found a corner to pick up the call. Tobey’s
voice came from the other end of the call. “Is that you, Deirdre?”
“It’s me.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmTobey sounded relieved. “I called you twice, but you hung up earlier. Are you alright?”
At the thought of the scene in the washroom, Deirdre felt a shiver down her spine. She calmed down and made up
an excuse. “I’m fine. I’m eating out, and I bumped into someone at the time, so it was
inconvenient for me to pick up the call.”
She paused for a moment before asking hesitantly, “What’s going on, Tobey? Is… Is there an update on the photo?”
Tobey said, “You’re right. I have a friend who has the photos of Brendan attending a party two months. ago, and he
sent them to me so I can make a comparison.”
Deirdre did not notice when her breathing became irregular. She asked anxiously, “What’s the result of your
comparison?”
Tobey exhaled and said, “They are not the same person.”
“They look quite similar in appearance, so it’s no wonder you’d get me to compare them. However, they look
similar only because the photos are relatively blurry and they have similar profiles. After receiving the photo of
Brendan’s real person, I can confirm they are not the same person.”
Deirdre breathed heavily as soon as the answer was revealed. She felt the weight on her chest was lifted, and her
eyes teared up.