Resent Reject Regret by Aqua Summers novel Chapter 313

Chapter 313 Pretty

Deirdre lifted her head and pursed her soft lips into a polite smile.

She was mesmerizing. Despite the absence of life in her damaged eyes, something in her face radiated. It summoned a wave within Kyran’s chest so violent that he had to press his lips thin to battle the urge.

He extended his fingertip and wrote on her palm, ‘No need.” Then, a moment later, he wrote, ‘Sorry for last

time.”

Deirdre stiffened a little, then she understood him. He was talking about their meeting during the musical. He had hurt her forehead.

“It’s okay,” Deirdre replied, smiling. “I misunderstood you, that’s all. You just wanted to help. Besides, my forehead was pretty much healed by nighttime.”

The man gave no response for a long beat before writing. I’m still sorry.”

He knew how uncomfortable Deirdre was when a stranger touched her, so he had been writing on her palm with a tin layer of tissue between his finger and her skin. His fingertip lingered in the middle of her hand before waltzing around to form a string of words, tickling her.

Deirdre froze and realized how wrong she was of the stranger. Brendan would never apologize for something so trivial and insignificant. He would never treat her this gently, either. The Devil’s only desire was dominance and possession-to equate Brendan to someone like Kyran was an unkind insult.

“Did you come here just to apologize?” She wondered aloud. It would make sense, after all. Kyran was not one of the villagers. He could not have possibly walked past her yard by chance.

The man tapped on her palm, signaling yes.

She giggled. “You didn’t have to, Mr. Reed. I should have thanked you instead! It was going to be a nasty fall had you not caught me right on time.”

‘Help you,’ he said.

He took some of her gardening tools and began to help out.

At first, Deirdre had wanted to stop him, but the man was already scooping up dirt and soil. She quietly thanked him and picked up the uprooted weeds.