Deirdre thought how scary her face would be, but she figured it must look terrible. Otherwise, the kid wouldn’t have cried when he saw her face.She let out a self-deprecating smile, and her head went blank again when she thought of Kyran.She wondered why he wouldn’t be scared of her. Did he really not care about her appearance, or was he just taking pity on her because of his ex-girlfriend? So he did not care about her appearance at all.If it were the latter, then she would feel very sad. Four years ago, she became Brendan’s wife because she looked like Charlene. Four years later, she gained Kyran’s sympathy because of the same reason again.Tears began to fall from the corner of her eye as she slowly slipped into slumber.The next day, Declan did not receive any call from Deirdre. He had no choice but to tell the attendant to keep an eye on Deirdre before heading to the hospital alone.He pushed the door open. It occurred to him that Kyran might not have slept the previous
Freya hastily defended herself by saying, “Moreover, I had utterly no idea that Miss McKinnon was standing right behind me when I made that remark at the time. I was only venting to my friend without her knowledge. Had I known that she was standing behind me, I wouldn’t have said so!”Kyran felt his head spinning upon hearing that. He inhaled a deep breath, shut his eyes, and thought about what Deirdre had told him yesterday. ‘Her expression and mannerisms were awful.‘So, it turns out that she was implying this.’He clenched his fists without his notice and felt his chest burning with fury. Kyran felt sad for Deirdre too because he knew she would be deeply saddened to hear those remarks.He opened his eyes once again. There was only boundless hatred in his deep, dark eyes. He looked at Freya as if he were looking at an extremely filthy piece of trash.“How dare you still speak so audaciously when you casually criticized and insulted someone’s appearance. Nurse Rene, aren’t yo
Deirdre had no idea how to face Kyran when she remembered how she had gone too far with her remarks yesterday.Since they couldn't be together, it would be better to end the relationship as quickly and less painfully as possible. She was caught in a daze for more than ten minutes before a call came. Deirdre found the number her phone read out to be very familiar. It was Declan’s number. She hesitated for a moment before she picked up the call. “Hello.”“It’s me, Deirdre.”Deirdre was stunned for a moment. “I know.”“Will you be coming today?” Kyran went straight to the point. “I have something that I wish to go over with you.”“What is it?”“I’ll tell you when you’re here.”Deirdre was still in a daze after the call ended. She thought about what Kyran had told her and how serious he sounded.‘Why is he doing this? Is he planning on sending me to Alnwick after pondering over the nature of our relationship?’Deirdre felt her chest tighten for an unknown reason when the tho
Deirdre walked over rigidly while Kyran raised his hand to wipe away the fine sweat on her face with a tissue.“Don’t be scared. I won’t force you to do anything against your will. We won't reconstruct your face if you don’t want to reconstruct it. It’s fine.”Deirdre felt a surge of warmth from the prolonged coldness she experienced and said softly, “Thank you.”She looked as distracted as before as Kyran held her icy cold fingers and tried to warm her up to the best of his abilities.“You have an inner demon, right?”Deirdre appeared to be overwhelmed with emotions.Kyran asked, “Can you tell me why you don’t want to reconstruct your face? What did the face do to you in the past?”Deirdre clenched her fists tightly and also held Kyran’s fingers tighter. After slightly relaxing, she did not answer his question but asked, “Kyran, why do you want to reconstruct my face out of nowhere?”She felt her heart wrench in pain, yet she forced a smile. “You find my face very terrifying a
Yes, Deirdre did not have the convenience of borrowing someone else’s face, like Charlene. Her face was given to her by her parents, and she had grown into it herself. Yet, she loathed her previous face due to her painful past.‘Isn’t that… funny?’If Ophelia were still alive and knew about this, she would surely be sad, right? Her daughter, whom she was so proud of, did not even have the courage to restore her previous facial appearance.Deirdre lowered her head and sobbed. Kyran wiped away her tears and comforted her. “Deirdre, no one can force you against your will. It’s your face, and you’re the sole decision-maker for it. We won't do if you don’t want a facial reconstruction. Anyone acquainted with you will disregard your appearance and like you sincerely.“As for those who criticized your appearance, you don’t need to mind them because they are only a rock on your life path that you tripped once but won’t step on again.”Deirdre didn’t know whether to laugh or cry at Kyran
Deirdre felt her heart racing. Even when she was already calm, she could still feel lingering fear in her heart.She nodded. Dr. Engle asked, “Did you not receive medical care after the injury? It’s apparent that the wounds were swollen and infected previously. Afterward, this resulted in the festering of the face. It’s no wonder that your whole face is destroyed even though there are only a few scars.”Deirdre clutched the hem of her top tightly without her notice and felt suffocated.She remembered being kept in the small, dark room of solitary confinement when she was in prison. The place was not only humid, but it also smelled terrible. The wounds on her face had begun to itch and fester in a few days. She had attempted to seek help because the infection felt extremely unpleasant, yet in return, the prison guard had berated her impatiently by saying, “You returned from the infirmary a few days ago. Why do you want to go again today? You think you’re some hot sh*t, right? Don
Declan opened the door and entered the room just in time to hear his remark. He chuckled and said, “You guys sure are lovey-dovey.”Deirdre lowered her head in embarrassment and fiddled with the blanket. Kyran asked, “How can I help you?”“I had something to go over with you initially, but I would like you to teach me now how to keep a straight face when you make such a sick, flirtatious remark?” Declan muttered, “Do you feel less shame because you’re using the phone to convey the message?”Kyran replied in a righteous tone, “If the heart is sincere, the remark is no longer flirtatious, but it’s the truth from one’s heart.”Declan said in a pleading manner, “Alright then, I can’t win an argument against you, anyway. How is Miss McKinnon’s face? Does Dr. Engle think that it can be restored?”Deirdre raised her head subconsciously when she heard her name. “Hmm. Dr. Engle said that it is slightly difficult, but it should be fine.”“Great then. He’s very famous in his profession. Don
Deirdre was under the assumption that the company that Kyran mentioned was that he would keep her company from the bed, and she did not expect him to…She was rather concerned, yet she felt warm and fuzzy inside her. She said softly, “Don’t do that again in the future. The loss outweighs the gain if you get injured.”“Sure, I won’t do it next time.”Deirdre’s expression relaxed. “I’ll help you get back to the room.”One was having trouble walking, while the other could not see. They walked cautiously and ended up sweating by the time they got to the room. Kyran sounded like he was chuckling. Deirdre was confused. “Why are you chuckling?”“Nothing.” Kyran suppressed the urge to laugh and typed, “I felt that we were supporting each other to walk with hobbled steps earlier like how we would when we’re old.”Deirdre was stunned upon hearing the remark. ‘When we’re old? He is thinking about how we will be when we are old… Does he think we will still be together and support each