Deirdre thought how scary her face would be, but she figured it must look terrible. Otherwise, the kid wouldn’t have cried when he saw her face.
She let out a self-deprecating smile, and her head went blank again when she thought of Kyran.
She wondered why he wouldn’t be scared of her. Did he really not care about her appearance, or was he just taking pity on her because of his ex-girlfriend? So he did not care about her appearance at all.
If it were the latter, then she would feel very sad.
Four years ago, she became Brendan’s wife because she looked like Charlene. Four years later, she gained Kyran’s sympathy because of the same reason again.
Tears began to fall from the corner of her eye as she slowly slipped into slumber.
The next day, Declan did not receive any call from Deirdre. He had no choice but to tell the attendant to keep an eye on Deirdre before heading to the hospital alone.
He pushed the door open. It occurred to him that Kyran might not have slept the previous night. When he opened the door, Kyran turned his head and looked behind him.
“Stop looking. She didn’t come with me this morning.”
Kyran retracted his gaze and heaved out a sigh.
Declan stepped forward, observing him as he said, “You didn’t sleep last night, did you?”
“I can’t sleep,” typed Kyran as he looked at the bed opposite him. The bed had been cleaned, but he did not know why he could still seemingly sense Deirdre’s presence on the bed. A smile appeared on his face, but very soon, it disappeared. At the same time, a trace of sadness spread from the bottom of his heart.
There was something he could not understand. Everything had been fine yesterday morning, but things started to change after she took his clothes out.
Freya knocked on the door and said, “Mr. Reed, I've come to deliver your medicine. Does your wound still hurt?”
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