Resent, Reject, Regret Chapter 607

She Remembers How Much He Hurt Her

Deirdre remembered. She remembered all of them, and now she returned every single insult he had
hurled at her back at him.

Brendan had never, in his life, felt more stung by karma. All of the sh*tty things he had said in the past
came back to stab him in his chest, drawing blood.

He opened his mouth. "I..."

Nothing remotely good came out. In the end, he clenched his hands and ended pathetically, "If that's
what you think, so be it."

Explaining himself ceased to be meaningful. He could sense an unprecedented deluge of disgust and
hatred from Deirdre. It was

like a vortex sucking in any remnant of his strength, and suddenly, he found himself too feeble to say
anything more.

"So be it?" Deirdre lowered her head. Something seemed to flicker in her eyes. She exhaled a long
breath. “Good.”

The room was drowned in frosty silence.

After some time, Brendan spoke.

"I talked to the receptionist. Just give her the number, and someone will call him for you."

“Thank you.”



Deirdre marched out of his room without sparing him one more glance. She reached the lobby, but
before she could say anything, one staff member called, "Miss McKinnon? Are you here to make a
call?”

"That's right.” She nodded. “Is now a good time?”

"Go right ahead and break a leg. Tell me the number, and I'll make the call for you."

She was about to recite Kyran's numbers when she stopped herself for a minute. "Hey. If I tell you... will
you report the number to Brendan?”

There was no reason to ask such a thing. She would not be able to stop them if they decided to toss
Brendan a clue anyway. To her relief, the staff replied, "No, don’t worry about it. I'll even clear the call
history.”

“Ah. Thanks."

She recited a string of numbers while the staff punched them in before passing it to her. She placed it
near her ear and listened to the dialing tone pumping rhythmically in her ears.

She was on pins and needles.

Then, the call connected. Deirdre could not stop her emotions from pouring out of her lungs as she
cried, "Kyran!"

"Dee, is that you?"

His voice was unexpectedly low and growly. In fact, she almost could not make out his words. She
paused and asked, "God, what's wrong with your voice?"



Brendan pressed the ember of his cigarette against the ashtray. He had been forcing himself through
several puffs of strong cigarettes to change his voice since he had forgotten to bring his voice-changing
device. The absence of his handy tool was also why he had not been calling Deirdre over these few
days.

"I'm a bit under the weather. I didn't get enough rest, so I sound kind of tired. You can tell, right?”

Deirdre felt relieved. And then worry crept in again. “Are you alright? Your health, I mean."

"I'm fine, relax. I'm more interested in you calling me with a new number. What happened?"

"I... accidentally dropped my phone into a pool, and it's busted. For the time being, anyway. I haven't
been talking to you these few days, so I was worried you might be worried, so... Here I am, borrowing
someone’s phone to tell you I'm fine.”

She heard the man laugh. "Huh? So that's what happened. You alright?"

"I'm right as rain!" Deirdre chirped, her mien shining in pure joy. "I'm very safe."

"Glad to hear it. So, what should we do about the phone? I should get you a new one when I get back."

Deirdre remembered what Brendan had said. “No. It's being repaired as we speak."

“Okay then.” He paused. "Deirdre... I miss you. Being here in Germia, alone, I miss you. I've said this
way too many times by now, but I think it begs a repeat. There isn't a moment here when I'm not
missing you."

Deirdre laughed as tears rolled out of her eyes. "Me too! Me too... Take care of yourself, okay? I'm
waiting for you."

The call ended. Deirdre wiped the tears away from her cheeks and felt the overcast in her chest clear.



Kyran was the only remedy for her heart.

She returned the phone to the staff and turned back to the elevator. When she stepped inside her
room, though, she was greeted with a thick stench of cigarettes.

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