Resent Reject Regret by Aqua Summers novel Chapter 524

Chapter 524 Her Torment Was On Your Orders

Deirdre had become sure of herself, confident, regal, and imposing, like, well… that man…

Maeve’s shock gradually transitioned into feeling sorry for her. “Alright. I’ll do it. I’ll testify against McKinney.”

“Thank you.” Deirdre nodded politely at her and left her seat. The police officer greeted her and entered the room after her.

Kyran covered her with his coat and praised her. “You were excellent.”

“Really?” Deirdre forced herself to smile through her fatigue. “I probably looked stoic and purely rational in there, but I was barely controlling my sadness and anger. I guess I’m just not mature enough.”

“No, you’re wrong. You’re very mature. What you felt stemmed from your disappointment against her. That’s why you felt sad and angry.”

Deirdre flashed him a pained smile. She cleared her throat and hoped all her emotions went down into her gut like a heavy load. “Reason tells me it’s only natural for a mother to do what she did. She was trying to save her daughter, her own flesh and blood. To her, the decision was easy. The life of someone she didn’t know against the life of her own daughter. There was no cause for hesitance.

“But I couldn’t help but feel, you know? Who did she see me as? We lived together for a while, right? Did my life mean so little to her? I guess… In the end, the only thing she shared with her was the voice. She sounded like her, but she’s not her.”

Deirdre forced herself not to cry even as her eyes were red. She was not Ophelia–she never was her mother. Never was the woman who would forgo her own meal if it meant she could buy a little lollipop to brighten Deirdre’s day.

“Deirdre…” Kyran gritted through his trembling heart and threw his arms around her. He closed his eyes as his expression twisted into a regretful grimace. It took him a long time before he could finally calm himself into assuming his calm voice. “You still have me.”

Deirdre squeezed her arms, drawing him into herself with all her might. “I know.” Her voice sounded muffled as it escaped. “You have no idea how glad I am that you’re around. Anyone else in the world could bring me pain… except for you. You never disappoint.”

Kyran’s hand froze in mid–stroking her back.

“Mm–hmm.”

Maeve told the interrogating officer everything. Deirdre listened to about half of her testimonial and decided she had had enough. The two left and visited a supermarket close to their residence. 1

Kyran kissed her hair. “Take care of yourself. If you can’t find something, just wait for me. I won’t be long.”

“Okay!”

Kyran took his coat, closed the door, and strode outside. Declan’s car was parked near the entrance, with its owner leaning against the bonnet. A cigarette was lodged between his fingers.

As soon as Kyran appeared, he handed him a file. “Here. Your report.”

As Kyran rummaged through the pages, Declan spoke. “Someone ordered Deirdre to be maltreated and physically abused in prison. The guards and their boss all claimed that it was on your orders, which means it’s very likely Steven’s doing. The only reason anyone would mistake anything as your order is

when he said it was.”

The document was filled with graphic details of Deirdre’s torment and pain as described by witnesses. The more Kyran read it, the more his heart ached until he accidentally crumpled the pages with a frown.