NovelOnlineResent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers
Chapter 675: I Don't Need Your Protection, You Know?
Deirdre started to hate storms and their thunderclaps ever since she was incarcerated. Her sight had only been
robbed back then. Aside from how hard it was to acclimate to that darkness she could no longer escape, she had to
avoid being tormented by other prisoners who were all too happy to capitalize on her blindness.
A single clap of thunder used to frighten her so much that she would shake despite herself. But since her life had
gone back to normal, she had rarely been this panicked. Shutting her eyes, Deirdre wiped away beads of cold sweat
from her face and turned on her side to face where the man was.
She reached her fingernails out to the comforter wrapped around him and opened her eyes suddenly. "Kyran?"
Deirdre ran her hands through his side of the bed. It was empty and cold.
He was gone.
When did he leave? Where did he go?
Deirdre lost her sleep. She swiped her shirt hanging from the side of her pillow, put it on, slipped into her shoes, and
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtwent outside.
The living room was deadly silent. She mused for a moment and decided to visit his study. Maybe there was
something urgent from work and he needed to burn the midnight oil. She knocked on the door, asking, "Kyran, are
you inside?"
There was no answer. Just more silence. She pushed the door open, expecting illumination to flare in her vague,
blurry world, and got nothing. He was not there.
Neither on his bed or his study on this stormy night? Where could he be?
For some reason, Deirdre began to feel anxious. He had not been himself today, as if he was hiding something from
her. Putting those two together...
The sound of a car steering into a stop stopped her train of thought. When the door to his study opened, Deirdre
was mulling over whether she should go downstairs to meet him.
"Kyran, is that you?" she called out.
Kyran’s face had a scowl, but seeing Deirdre made his eyes shudder a little. Alarmed, he stepped forward and
asked, "Why are you here? You're not even wearing your clothes properly! You must be freezing, aren't you?"
Deirdre shook her head. "No, it was just the storm waking me up. I couldn't find you in our room, though. Where
have you been?"
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There was a look of weariness on his face. He considered her face, caressed her cheek, and decided to leave the
question hanging. "Let's get back to our room first."
The abnormality in his reaction was not lost on Deirdre, whose heart sank a little. Nevertheless, she nodded and
dropped her question. They returned to their room, and Kyran switched the heater on.
"Something came up on my side, so I had to go out to fix it."
"God, that sounded very urgent. It’s raining cats and dogs out there, but still, you had to go." She bit her lips and
tried again, even more gingerly." Does it... have something to do with that middle-aged woman in the supermarket?
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmYou didn't know who she was, did you? You only said what you said to relieve me?"
Kyran sank into silence. A while later, even that was supplanted by their increasingly frantic breaths.
After their climax passed, he suddenly said slowly, "I’m sorry."
Deirdre's heart skipped a beat. "Why are you apologizing, Kyran? No matter what happens, it’s never your fault."
He gazed into her crystal-clear eyes and took in the full spread of her unwavering, unconditional trust. It was so
innocent it tore open a hole in his heart. Fingertips quivering, he could not even say anything and instead chose to
pull her into his arms.
Deirdre let herself be wrapped in his warmth despite her puzzlement. As he nuzzled between her neck and
shoulder, she could sense a kind of feeble tiredness even despite his force.
She raised her hand and gently set it on his back. She gingerly clapped it and said, "I’m not a fragile flower in need
of protection, Kyran. I'm not delicate. You can tell me all kinds of things, no matter how many of them. I’m your
lover and soon, your wife. We’re going to spend the rest of our lives together till the end, remember? So, you don’t
have to shoulder the world alone. You shouldn't."
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