Resent Reject Regret by Aqua Summers novel Chapter 664

“Why are you so careless?” Glenna heaved a sigh and could not refrain from asking,

“Have both of you reconciled?”

“Us?” Deirdre was confused. “Who? Kyran and I? Haven’t we always been very good with each other?”

“But-”

“Glenna, come with me outside. I have something that I would like to talk to you about.”

Declan caught Glenna by surprise by interrupting her such that her words were stuck in her throat.

Deirdre was utterly confused. She could only feel Kyran’s grip on her hand growing stronger without his notice.

“Kyran, my hand hurts.”

Kyran loosened his grip abruptly after he was reminded by Deirdre and said gently, “I’m sorry.”

Deirdre shook her head smilingly and said to Declan and Glenna, “Why do you have to talk outside? It’s so cold outside. You should come inside and talk. It’s almost time for lunch anyway. Stay so you can have a taste of my cooking together.”

Declan said smilingly, “It seems that I came at the right time today. I’m in luck for a feast.”

“Yes.” Deirdre said, “We bought some drinks too yesterday. It’s a good time to celebrate now that we have all finally gathered after more than a month.”

Deirdre went to work by rolling up her sleeves and giving instructions to Kyran so he could help her to grab her apron. She tied up her apron and began bustling about in the kitchen. She suddenly remembered that she had a flour bag stored in the second floor’s utility room.

She clapped to turn off the stove and walked upstairs.She walked past a room and heard the ferocious quarrel coming from inside.

Deirdre was utterly perplexed. ‘What do they mean by fair and unfair? What does she mean by fabricating a happy environment? What does he mean by having the courage to let her find out the truth?

‘Who is the “her” that they are referring to?*

Deirdre clenched her fists tightly without her notice and wanted to listen closer.

“Deirdre!”

All of a sudden, Kyran walked out of another room and grabbed her arm in agitation after seeing her. “Why are you here?”

“Me?” Deirdre furrowed her eyebrows. She was in pain from Kyran’s grip.” I’m here to get some flour. I’m out of flour in the kitchen.” Kyran asked in an exploratory manner, “So did you… overhear anything?”

“I’d almost forget if you didn’t bring it up.” Deirdre said softly, “I overheard Glenna and Mr. King quarreling. Do you know what’s going on between them?”