Declan said to Kyran with a smirk after he opened the door and entered the room, “How do you feel?”
Kyran looked behind Declan first and nodded after spotting Deirdre. Then, he said with his phone, “Much better.”
“Great then. However, it would be best for you not to celebrate too soon. You’ll still need surgery after this, and you will only be totally fine after the surgery ends.”
“I know.”
Declan called out to Deirdre. “Take a seat first, Miss McKinnon. I’ll get two sets of breakfast too. Oh, right. Would you like me to grab you some flu medicine along the way? I think that you might have caught a cold in view of your flushed face this morning.”
He said to Kyran, “Miss McKinnon’s face and ears were flushed this morning when she got out.”
Deirdre was at a loss for what to do. She lowered her head in embarrassment and said, “No…I don’t.”
“What do you mean by you don’t?” There was no telling if Declan refused to let the matter be on purpose. “Miss McKinnon, one should seek treatment when they are sick. Moreover, you’re not a doctor, so how are you so sure that you’re not sick?”
“She isn’t sick, for real.”
All of a sudden, a voice was heard coming from the bed. Kyran explained on her behalf with smiling eyes, “She was still on the phone with me a moment before she opened the door for you this morning.”
Deirdre wished that she could see so she could find some place to hide.
Declan behaved as if he was enlightened. Then, he chuckled and said, “Why didn’t you say so earlier? I assumed you didn’t want to trouble me when you made up such a poor lie.”
Deirdre was even more convinced that Declan must have seen her phone screen when she was on the call with Kyran.
‘So it turns out that Declan is not that kind. He sure is crafty. ‘
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