Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

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Chapter 534 Hand Injured

Deirdre felt chilly. Upon returning to the mansion, she washed her face, trying hard to calm down. Then, she

changed into a new dress.

When she went downstairs, Declan had left.

Declan had told her earlier that he had to go out because of the project. Deirdre sat on the sofa and switched on

the TV. Even though she couldn’t see, she could at least hear the sound, and she felt calmer by hearing the TV

program.

After some time listening to the noisy TV program, Deirdre felt drowsy. It was until she smelled the scent of the

flowers that she opened her eyes.

“Are they flowers?” said Deirdre with surprise while reaching out her hands.

Kyran, who appeared suddenly, was smiling with his eyes when he saw Deirdre’s surprised expression. Yes, I went

by a greenhouse and plucked a bouquet after obtaining permission from the owner. Do you

like it?”

“Yes.”

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Unlike the lifeless flowers the florists sold, these flowers had a faint fragrance of freshness. Although she couldn’t

see, she could feel the freshness and beauty of the freshly picked flowers. She was moved and embraced the

bouquet in her arms.

When she accidentally touched Kyran’s hand, she heard him hissing.

Deirdre became concerned and asked, “What’s wrong with your hand?”

“Nothing,” replied Kyran as he tried to cover it up by withdrawing his hand. “My hand is fine.”

Deirdre frowned with disbelief. She put aside the bouquet and demanded, “Reach out your hand so that I can

check.”

Kyran chuckled. “It’s not convenient for your eyes to see. What’s more, I’m really fine. It’s just that when picking

these flowers, I was pricked by their thorns. Don’t worry. It’s not a big deal. I’ve already treated it. with first aid.”

“Are you sure?” Deirdre immediately turned serious. “Why were you so careless? Where’s the first aid box?”

With a gentle gaze, Kyran replied, “I’ll find it.”

He eventually found the first aid box under the sofa. As soon as he opened the box and took out the disinfectant,

Deirdre grabbed it over.

Even though she couldn’t see it, she could fumble and clean Kyran’s wound with a cotton swab. She had tried her

best to be as gentle as possible, yet she could still hear Kyran’s soft hissing sound once.

She felt distressed. “Is the wound deep?”

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“No, it is not.”

Deirdre pleaded plaintively, “Please don’t do it again next time. If Mr. King were to learn about it, I think he would

laugh at you a couple of times.”

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“Well, the main reason was that I wanted to pluck them so much for you when I saw them. I thought you’d like

them very much,” said Kyran gently. His black eyes were filled with only tenderness as he asked, “Do you like the

bouquet?”

Deirdre helplessly pulled the corner of her mouth. “Yes, I do.”

She indeed loved these flowers. She felt instantly calm and recollected when she smelled the flower’s fragrance.

“Since you like it, I don’t mind even having my hand amputated for it. Let alone it’s just a minor injury.”

Deirdre was shocked upon hearing the declaration. She hurriedly reached out to cover Kyran’s mouth and said

angrily while staring at him, “Don’t simply say it. What if it really comes true?”

“If it really comes true, you will have to take care of me. After all, I will not be able to eat, drink, and rest without

you,” said Kyran seriously while staring at the woman’s face with clear black eyes.

Deirdre felt Kyran’s moving lips and warm breath when he spoke. She began to feel itchy and anxious.

Her heart was pounding fast, and she subconsciously withdrew her hands. However, Kyran forcibly grabbed her

slender waist and pulled her toward him.

“Your hand-”

“Don’t move,” said Kyran, who pressed his head against her abdomen, slowly closed his eyes, and breathed her

scent.

Deirdre obeyed. But because she was still worried about his injured hand, she whispered, “It is not yet bandaged.”

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