Resent Reject Regret by Aqua Summers novel Chapter 621

Chapter 621 Handle the Discharge Procedures

“Lose… for sure?”

Deirdre inhaled sharply without her notice. She felt as if the cold air in her chest had turned into dense needles that stabbed into her softest point. Other than pain, she could feel a tinge of fear as well.

“What’s going on?” Noticing the sudden unpleasant expression on Deirdre’s face, Declan furrowed his eyebrows ever so slightly.

“Did something that I’m unaware of happen?”

For as long as Declan remembered, the Kings would never target Brendan easily, no matter how displeased they were with him.

Brendan was not to be messed around with, so it would be unnecessary for the Kings to go to war with Brendan just to get an apology.

“Nothing.” Deirdre composed her expression. “I’m only surprised because I didn’t expect that the Kings would be associated with that level… You should rest. I’ve got to go because it’s getting late.”

“Sure. Fionn.” Declan called out to Fionn, who was guarding the door. “Send Miss McKinnon to her room.”

Not long after Deirdre returned to her room, Fionn received a call and told Deirdre that he would be handling the discharge procedures at once so Deirdre could leave the hospital.

“What’s going on?”

“Nothing much. Please stay calm, Miss McKinnon.” Fionn spoke in a calm tone. “This is

Mr. Brighthall’s idea. He feels that it’s a waste of time for you to stay in the hospital, and he has arranged for you to recuperate in another new location.”

“Recuperate?” Deirdre furrowed her eyebrows because she found the term used to be strange. She had a feeling that she would be staying longer than necessary. “Since I need to recuperate, we’ll be fine doing that in Neve. Why are we relocating to another place, especially for this?”

Fionn said, “Mr. Brighthall is not planning on returning to Neve for the time being.”

Brendan looked at her and furrowed his eyebrows without his notice. He asked while he removed his coat, “Why aren’t you resting in the room? Isn’t it cold here?”

It was very cold. It was so cold that she could not feel her upper body anymore, yet

Deirdre could not set her mind at ease before she got an answer.

“Why did you choose to stay in Eastgene instead of returning to Neve?”

Brendan made his way to the sink to pour himself a cup of water and drank half of its content before he stared straight at her with his dark eyes. He said in a cold, taunting tone,” Why? So you can get a divorce as soon as possible? Have you grown so impatient that you can’t wait a few more days?”

Deirdre did not fall for his trick. “You know that is not my intention.”

Brendan took one step closer. Deirdre could smell the cigarette stench and the masculine scent on him. She could not help thinking about something and avoided his gaze.