Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

After checking in, boarding the plane, and sitting on the seat, Deirdre felt so sleepy that she couldn't keep her eyes

open, yet she still couldn't fall asleep.

The moment she was notified to turn off the phone before departure, she heard the sound of a text message

coming from her phone. She was surprised that someone would send her a text message.

Whoever knew her phone number clearly knew that she couldn't see.

She would have ignored the message in the past. But for no reason, she handed her phone to a flight attendant and

requested, "Hi, I’m blind. Can you please help me take a look at the message and let me know the content?"

The flight attendant took the phone, and the moment she saw the content of the message, she was startled.

"What's wrong?"

"It's a foreign language, and I think it's Spanian. I don’t understand it. Can I ask around for you?" replied the flight

attendant.

"Spanian?"

The flight attendant was unsure and apologetically said, "The languages of several countries are too similar, and I

can't tell the difference. How about I ask my colleagues to help you?"

Deirdre suddenly recalled that Brendan was very good at Spanian. It wasn’t because it was his major but because

he always liked to do one thing to its perfection.

When Brendan had to cooperate with people from Spania for company projects, he would study the language all

the time except for work.

At one time, Deirdre had the chance to take a glance at Brendan's language book and asked what he was doing,

and he explained it impatiently. She became curious and sat down on the chair beside him.

"What are you doing?" Brendan gazed at her with his black eyes. He didn’t reject her, sitting beside her, and only

said, "Don't disturb me. I'll need to take a rest early."

"I won’t disturb you," Deirdre promised obediently. "I just recalled that I've been talking to a lady who's a Spania-

born Berth People. If I can learn

some Spanian and converse a little bit with her, she'd be very happy, right?"

Brendan looked at her with surprise. "I thought you weren’t into socializing?"

'Yes, but there is always a time when people go astray and find their way back."

"It's not how you apply this sentence here." Taking a sip of tea, he seemed to be delighted and asked, "Which words

would you like to learn?”

Deirdre paused for a few seconds.

"How to say I love you in Spanian?"

"Miss? Miss? Do I have to ask someone else?”

Deirdre returned to her senses and sat up straight. "No, it's alright.

"Please just help me to blacklist the sender," requested Deirdre.

"Blacklist?" The flight attendant was very surprised. "Are you sure?

Although I don't really understand Spanian, it shouldn't be some rude words."

"Please."

The flight attendant just blacklisted the phone number, switched off the phone, and gave it back to Deirdre. "Done."

"Thank you."

Deirdre grabbed the phone tightly.

After Deirdre got out of the plane, Glenna was the first one who rushed toward Deirdre and gave her a big warm

hug.

"Welcome back! Surprise? I've been waiting for you for half an hour already."

Deirdre was surprised, but she hugged Glenna tightly at the same time.

Eyes blinking, Glenna asked, "How was it? Have all things been resolved?"

'Yes. But how did you know that I was coming back today?"

"It's Mr. King who told me. I think he got the news from Brendan." Glenna didn't dwell further on it and switched the

topic. "Let's not talk about this. But why didn't you call me to pick you up when we spoke earlier?”

"I’m sorry." Deirdre smiled apologetically. "The schedule was too hasty, and I was afraid that I’d waste your time."

Chapter 660 Feeling That You Are Getting Further Away

"Thinking this means you aren't treating me as a friend anymore. No matter how busy I am, I will rush over to pick

you up as soon as you call me."

Deirdre was touched. 'Thanks.”

'You're welcome! C'mon, let's go. Let's go to the car first!"

Upon sitting on the passenger seat, Glenna asked inadvertently, "Have you dealt with everything over there?“

'Yes," Deirdre replied in a calm manner as if nothing had happened." Everything has been resolved."

'That’s great. Hmm? Shall we get some nice food to celebrate?”

"No." Looking tired, Deirdre smiled. "I'm quite tired from not sleeping for one whole day. Let’s talk about it later

after I've gotten enough rest."

Glenna was quite surprised but didn't insist. She hurriedly sent Deirdre to the door.

"Do rest early!”

"Sure."

Deirdre closed the door and stopped smiling only after Glenna had gotten into her car. Following that, she sat on

the ground with her head in her arms.

She had rested for almost two whole days.

During this period, she hadn't switched on her phone. She merely lay on the bed, eating and drinking.

Perhaps she needed another day, just one day, to comfort herself.

When Deirdre rolled over on the bed, she heard the doorbell downstairs. She struggled to get up, thinking that it

might be Glenna again.

She couldn’t be contacted for two days, so Glenna should be anxious about her safety.

After simply getting a set of plain clothes, she went downstairs to open the door.

"Coming.”

When she opened the door and looked up, she saw a tall and strong silhouette, which obviously didn't belong to a

woman.

Deirdre's pupils contracted violently. As if hit by something, she felt numb.

"K-Kyran?" Deirdre's lips were trembling as she asked, "Is that you?"

Kyran didn't answer. She rushed forward and hugged him hard with all her strength. Her face was wet with tears.

"Why have you been away for so long!? Do you know how much I miss you? Don’t leave me alone the next time

something happens, and I won’t leave you anymore!"

She cried heartfully.

Trembling, Kyran held her in his arms tightly and lowered his head to smell her scent.

"Deirdre, I missed you."

He sounded husky as if he was seriously ill.

Deirdre sniffed. "Are you sick?"

"No. My throat is just tired because I didn't have time to rest after catching the plane." Kyran wiped the tears from

the corners of her eyes. "Crybaby, stop crying. I won't leave you in the future either."

Deirdre was delighted and embarrassed at the same time. Realizing that her action was abnormal, she wiped her

tears. "Okay, I’ll stop crying. Have you eaten, by the way?"

"No.”

“Then go upstairs and change into your pajamas while I'll make something for you to eat in the kitchen."

Deirdre rummaged through the refrigerator for ingredients and set up a pot to heat oil. After Kyran changed his

clothes, he stayed by her side, never leaving her. Whenever she had some free time, he would come up to her and

hug her from the back.

"What's wrong?"

Deirdre was surprised that Kyran was extraordinarily clingy.

"Nothing," said Kyran gently. "It’s just I haven't been doing it for a long time.

I missed you so much that I want to be closer to you now.”

'To be closer to me?"

"I always feel that I’m far away from you, so far that I can't see you," said Kyran.

Deirdre turned around and hugged Kyran. "Why do you say that?”

With the last trace of emotion in his black eyes, Kyran replied, "Just treat me as being too sensitive and worrying

too much about gains and losses."

Deirdre held his exceptionally cold hands and said sincerely, "Kyran, do I not give you enough sense of security?

The only possibility is you dump me because I will never leave you."