Resent Reject Regret by Aqua Summers novel Chapter 388

The kid was still crying no matter how hard his mother comforted him. He was obviously scared by Deirdre, and the woman flew into a rage. “What the h*ll are you doing here? Look at what you’ve done to my kid! Don’t you know how ugly and scary you are? Why do you still want to come out? You should’ve locked yourself up in your house!”

Deirdre felt hurt, as if someone had stabbed her in the heart. She forced the pain down and apologized to the woman.

However, the woman refused to accept her apology. She shouted, “Get the h*ll out of here! My kid is going to have a nightmare seeing your face!”

Declan’s face sank as he said in a cold tone, “Do you own this hospital? Do you have your name carved in this place? Who do you think you are to chase us out of here?”

The woman was displeased when Declan stepped forward to stand up for Deirdre. “She can’t blame me. Look at how ugly she is. It’s illegal to run naked on the street, and someone like her with such an ugly face should be locked up in prison!”

“Lock up in prison? What high-sounding sentiments! I’d like to see which law mentions something like that and which police officer dares to arrest her!”

The woman was stunned for a moment before she built up her voice and shouted, “How dare you! You’re a man! How could you bully a woman like me?”

The cries of the kid and the shouts of the woman stung Deirdre’s ears, and she felt suffocated. Her face was as pale as a sheet of paper. She pressed down the sadness that was piling up in her chest and said in a low voice, “Mr. King… Let’s go, Mr. King. I don’t want to stay here anymore.”

Declan’s face was ugly. Even though he wanted to help Deirdre, he knew it was meaningless to continue the fight. He grabbed all the clothes and went out with Deirdre.

As soon as they came out, Deirdre lowered her head and said with a bitter smile, “I’m sorry for the trouble, Mr. King. You wouldn’t have had these problems if you had come alone.”

“What are you talking about, Miss McKinnon?” Declan said sternly, “Why are you apologizing to me? You’ve done nothing wrong at all.”

“Yes, this is all my fault,” mumbled Deirdre, her voice so low that Declan thought she was not talking.

In the next second, Deirdre whipped up a smile on her face and said, “Let’s go back. I guess I’ll have to wash these clothes with the washing machine in my room when I return to the hotel later.”

Declan could see her sadness through her smile.

“Are you not staying tonight? If you’re worried about these clothes, I can just…”