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Chapter 493 Are You Leaving?
Declan pushed the door, and the light in his eyes dimmed as he saw their interaction.
No matter how calm he was right now, he did not have any mood for a joke right now. He handed a phone to Deirdre and said, “Miss McKinnon, I believe this is yours.”
Deirdre was stunned. She did not expect that she could still get her phone back.
“Where did you…”
“We found it lying in a bush in the courtyard. It had shut down due to insufficient battery, but many phone calls came in after we recharged it.”
Deirdre’s heart skipped a beat. She was certain that most calls came from Madame Russell and Tobey. After all, she rarely did not answer their calls for so many days or did
not give them any calls.
She took over her phone and pressed her lips tightly. “Thank you very much, Mr. King.”
Declan offered her a wide grin and said, “Don’t mention it. I’ll leave Kyran in your care then, Miss McKinnon. I’m going back to the hotel to get some rest. I’ll come back again
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtwhen he wakes up.”
“Okay.”
After Declan left, Deirdre decided to call Madame Russell to inform her that she was safe. Since she did not want to wake Kyran up, she gently and carefully took Kyran’s hand
away from her hand.
Just as she rose up to her feet and was about to go out, Kyran grabbed her hand even tighter.
“Kyran?” Deirdre turned her head around and saw the mass of shadow on the bed, struggling to get up.
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“He’s awake?”
Even though she was happy that Kyran had finally come around to his senses, she did not want him to injure himself, so she said, “Let go of me, Kyran! You’re going to injure
yourself!”
However, the man ignored her. As he coughed violently, his hands fumbled here and there for something.
In the end, he got his phone and typed something on the phone, his eyes red. “Are you leaving me again?
“Do you really hate me that much? Why can’t you just stay with me for a while longer?
“Kyran…” Deirdre felt a pang in her heart. She shook her head and squinted to focus on Kyran. “I’m sorry for what happened this time. Mr. King told me a lot of things, and
I’ve already reflected on myself. Since I chose to believe in you, I won’t suspect you anymore, so you can rest assured.”
Kyran was stunned, and Deirdre hastily continued. “I was just going out to make a call. You let go of me first. You’re going to injure yourself.”
“Are you really not going to leave me?” typed Kyran.
“Yeah,” Deirdre replied gently in a serious manner.
Kyran went silent. Just when Deirdre wondered what he was doing, he suddenly wrapped his arms around her and hugged her like he was hugging his whole world. “You said it
yourself. You mustn’t go back on your word in the future.”
“Okay,” replied Deirdre. Feeling his shaking body and listening to his heartbeat, Deirdre couldn’t help but recall the little bits and pieces since she met him, and her eyes were
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmfilled with tears.
From the moment she met Kyran, he had been tolerating her suspicions and insecurities. He would explain to her patiently whenever she suspected his identity, but she still
hurt him again and again.
She did not think she deserved Kyran’s love at all…
After a long while, he released her. When Deirdre saw the blood on the bed, her heart skipped a beat.
She pressed the nursing call bell. When a nurse came in, she said, “Quickly, his hand is bleeding.”
The nurse came over, and Kyran did not make a single sound throughout the entire process. He just stared at Deirdre fixedly, worried that she would disappear before his
eyes again.
When the nurse was tending to the bleeding, Deirdre’s phone rang again. She said, “You stay here and let the nurse tend to your wound. I’m going to take a call, okay?”
Kyran typed, “Okay.”
After she turned around, the nurse had finished her job. She switched the needle to another hand and said, “Mr. Bright-”
Before she could finish her sentence, the man grabbed her by her neck, suffocating her.
He looked at Deirdre and realized that she was standing by the door. She was holding her phone next to her ear, and it seemed like she was talking to someone.