Resent, Reject, Regret

Chapter 710

Chapter 710 I'll Avenge You

Glenna noticed the coat around Deirdre's frame and asked, "Hmm. Did you go out with Kyran?"

The way she said it made Deirdre think the young woman must have missed out on Brendan. It was a good thing, too-Deirdre would not know how to explain it otherwise.

It was a good fib, so she took it. "That's right. We were having dinner together today, but he had an emergency halfway through and just had to go. So, I called you."

"Emergency my “ss! He shouldn't even think about leaving someone who has difficulty seeing by the roadside, alone, in the godd*mn night!” Glenna tutted, mildly irritated. "He should count his blessings that I was around. It'd have taken me at least half an hour to reach you if I were at home. That nerve! What if you got into trouble with some local thugs, huh?"

Deirdre smiled. "I'm a grown-up, not a kid. I'll scream if I get into trouble.”

"That's not what I meant! It's Sigh and Sea itself, girl. I'm saying...” Glenna faltered. Failing to find the right words, she gave up.

"Uh, never mind. Back to your home?”

"Not tonight,” Deirdre declined. There were marks and bruises on herself, and her mental state was too volatile to her own liking. The last thing she wanted was for Kyran to notice anything amiss.

"Is there a guest room in your place, Glenna?”

"Oh, a sleepover? Yes, yes, yes! Do you know how bored I am living all alone? I've got like so many spare rooms, and they're all so empty!” She stopped herself. "Wait a minute. Aren't you supposed to go home and be with your man or something? The two of you were practically glued together. Unless...Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

"You two had a fight, didn't you? Lord, I swear, if he pissed you off or if he said anything that rubbed you off the wrong way, you can tell me. I'll give him a piece of my mind. Vengeance must be served!"

"Wait, no!" Deirdre laughed. "No, Glenna. He told me he was going to be busy until tomorrow night, and being alone at home like that can be scary.”

"Oh. Okay, that sounds fair." Glenna was relieved. "Then you're sleeping on my bed with me tonight! I have just bought two exact sets of new nightgowns, which is perfect! For this occasion! We'll look like sisters!"

"O-Okay.”

They chatted for about half an hour until, finally, they arrived. Glenna dropped Deirdre off at her home and told her, "I'm going to look for a spot to park my car, so you wait for me here.”

“Right.”

Glenna’s car had barely driven off when Deirdre pulled out her phone. After some mental preparation, she called Kyran. It took him a while to pick up. She could hear a faint noise in the background.

The man seemed to be walking away from the source. Then, gently, he said, "Dee?”

Deirdre’s fingers tightened around her phone. “Kyran, you aren't home yet, are you?"

"No, I'm not. I need to meet a client. I think I can only go home around 1:00 am. or something, tops. What's wrong? If you're tired, just go to sleep. If you're hungry, I'll bring something delicious for you when I get back. How's that, hmm?"

The gentle concern in his phone formed a lump in Deirdre's throat. She started to sniffle.

"I... I'm not going to be home tonight,” she replied hesitantly.

"This is why I'm calling you. I’m staying at Glenna's place tonight. Don’t worry about me. I'll go home tomorrow.”

Silence ensued. Then, he softly said, "I'm sorry."

Deirdre froze.

Kyran seemingly snapped out of it and added gently, "I'm sorry for coming home late these days. If only I could come home earlier to see you... You wouldn't feel so alone.”

"I... I don't feel alone!" replied Deirdre, swallowing the onset of her sobs as hard as she could. "Don't say that! You're working hard for our future. I’m happy just to be by your side. I'm very happy.”

Kyran seemed to have something in his thoughts, but in the end, he simply said.

"Take an early rest. Good night."

"Right. Good night."

The call ended just in time. Glenna was walking to her after parking her car.

Holding the edge of her dress, Deirdre asked, "Where's your bathroom, Glenna? I want to take a shower.”