Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

Chapter 490

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Chapter 490 Do You Believe Me Now?

Declan chuckled self-deprecatingly. “It was more than just ‘not talking.’ We give each other stink eyes when we see

each other, too. So, why would I care about someone who hates my guts? Why would I eagerly visit him? Why

would I even tell you we knew each other as if it was something I should be proud of?”

Deirdre shook her head. She was not going to let herself be duped anymore.

Kyran extended his hand toward her, and she slapped it away. “How about the fact that there isn’t a guy called

Kyran Reed in Room 1106? What about that?”

Kyran stared at the hand she rejected, his expression darkening. He typed on his phone, and the mechanical voice

said, “Because I’m trying to keep a low profile.”

“What?” She was perplexed.

Declan gave a mirthless laugh. “It’s because of me. My brother’s an irritatingly exacting man. He makes sure I can

never, ever surpass him in anything, so any cooperation or work I have with Kyran is done in

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secret.

“My brother doesn’t even know Kyran has returned from Germia, so naturally, I am not going to let my brother

catch on. That’s why I had to register your name as the patient instead.”

Deirdre’s lips trembled. ‘Is that it?”

Kyran stepped forward slowly, and she backed away as though she sensed it. “Don’t you get one step closer!”

Her instinctive defensiveness made Kyran’s face turn pale. Nevertheless, he ignored her and held her hand softly.

Deirdre felt a wave of sentimentality gushing into her chest. She tried to struggle out of his hand, yelling, Don’t

touch me!”

Kyran gently lifted her fingertip and let it graze his face. “Deirdre, you want to know who I am, Touch me.” don’t

you?

Deirdre widened her eyes. He was so close to her, yet it was as if she was peeking through a fog. She could not see.

Her fingertip trembled.

She shut her eyes and allowed herself to touch the man’s features-his cheeks, nose, forehead… The more she

traced, the faster her heart raced in shock.

‘Not Brendan. This is not Brendan’s face…

‘The features are wrong… Or rather, they are of the wrong shapes and places. They are just… different from

Brendan’s.’

A tear rolled down her cheek. ‘So, he… is not Brendan, after all.”

She could not be sure of it. She had been losing so many nights of sleep just to accept this cruel reality, and now

she had to brace another topsy-turvy twist again!?

It was then that she heard the TV. “Now breaking: Brendan Brighthall has returned to Neve by December 7th late

evening and is now putting out a statement regarding his health. Here he is, speaking to us live.”

There was a commotion and then the sound of a reporter. “Mr. Brighthall, why did you leave Neve to recover? What

are your comments on the allegation of you avoiding someone?”

“When is the engagement party between Miss McKinsey and you?”

“There are rumors regarding how poor your health is. Are those rumors true? Is it true that you’re basically holding

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yourself by a thread?”

“Mr. Brighthall, are we witnessing the fall of the Brighthall empire?”

Their relentless questions suddenly ceased.

The heavy footsteps-no doubt from the man of the hour-stopped, and Deirdre heard that dreaded voice she would

avoid to the edge of the Earth. “I’ll address the last question about the Brighthall Group’s future. only once. Rather

than dreaming about the day it crumbles, I think you should wait for the sun to fall down on Earth. Would have

made better live entertainment, too.”

Deirdre’s expression froze. She turned mechanically to the saleswoman and asked, “What date is today?”

The saleswoman had become the unwitting witness to the entire ordeal, which gave her quite the fright. Still, she

dutifully answered, “December 7th?”

This was a live broadcast, right? Unless Brendan could somehow make a copy of himself or something, how was he

supposed to be here with her while simultaneously being there at Neve?

“Do you believe me now, Deirdre?” typed Kyran. “Do you believe me when I tell you I’m not the man you hate?”

Deirdre’s eyes were wide. She thinned her lips. She could not say a word.

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