Semua Bab Resent, Reject, Regret: Bab 321 - Bab 330

A villager thought he was familiar with Deirdre and impolitely stuffed a glass of beer into her hand. “Come on! Let’s make a toast. If mountain tourism booms, and we build some kind of resort, our Village Alnwick will become famous! With this, we shall celebrate!”Deirdre was put in an awkward situation because she couldn’t drink.Because Eilis wasn’t around, Deirdre hesitated. It took her a while before she finally decided to ask, “I’m sorry. I can’t drink. Can I replace the beer with tea instead?”“Replace the beer with tea?” The man grimaced as he insisted, “How can you not know how to drink when you’ve been out of the village for so long? Are you trying to despise me for refusing the drink I offer?”“No, I don’t mean it!”“Drink if you don’t mean it!” demanded Archie. “What are you afraid of? It’s just half a glass of beer. Moreover, no one would molest you if you were drunk.” Archie scoffed.Archie ended up bursting out into such boisterous and contagious laughter that the o

At the end of the dinner, Deirdre went upstairs and rummaged through her bag for her allergy medicine while enduring her discomfort. However, she hadn’t brought the allergy medicine because she never ate yam.Therefore, she could only endure the nausea and dizziness. While lying on the bed, she felt pain. Even at that moment, she was afraid to be seen by Madame Brighthall and covered herself with a blanket.At that moment, she suddenly heard the sound of the door being opened from outside, and Brendan’s unhappy voice followed it.“Deirdre, do you think that I’m taking you here to rest? Get out!”Seeing that Deirdre didn't respond, he lifted the blanket coldly and saw Deirdre’s skin was covered with rashes. She was lying curled up, panting as if she was on the verge of death.“Deirdre!”Brendan was shocked. He dropped the blanket and grabbed Deirdre’s shoulder as he said with panic in his eyes, “What’s going on?”Deirdre held back her sadness as she tried spitting out words. “A

Deirdre was blind, while Kyran was mute. Hence, superficial judgment wouldn’t work.Upon return, Deirdre suddenly asked Eilis, “Madame Russel, what does Kryan look like?”“Why?” Eilis was startled, as if her future daughter-in-law would be taken away. Following that, she sighed resignedly. “Well, I can’t stop you from being together with Kryan anyway. Although I’ll miss you, I can see that he’s truly good to you.”“No, I just feel that he’s like someone I know,” explained Deirdre. She hadn’t expected that Eilis would misunderstand her.“Someone you know?” Eilis was spreading the blanket on the bed and couldn’t get Deirdre’s meaning. “What do you mean? Why hasn’t he told you anything if he is someone you know?”“Perhaps it’s been so long that he’s forgotten. But I need to confirm whether he’s a local because I owe him something.”“Oh, I see.”Eilis had been seeing Deirdre as a good child all this while, so she didn’t think Deirdre would lie to her. She only thought Deirdre was me

“Apologize?” Deirdre thought she had misheard and was stupefied. “How come?”Eilis had the same doubt as well. “I was wondering the same. Given Mrs. Boebert's personality, would she be polite if she didn't come to make a scene? To think that she would come over to apologize? She also brought a bag of jujube. She wanted to say sorry to you personally, but I told her you were busy and sent her away.”Deirdre frowned heavily. “Did she say anything else?”“No. Let me ask later.” While putting the bag of jujube away, Eilis said, “Anyway, this it’s just in time for this item to be delivered. I’ll cook some jujube porridge for you today.”“Okay.”Deirdre nodded. Following that, she returned to her room, freshened up, and made the bed. When she finally left the room, Eilis had left—only the porridge was still cooking in the pot.Smelling the fragrance was already sweet, Deirdre carefully groped for the switch. As soon as she managed to turn off the fire, Eilis rushed over. “Deirdre, do y

Deirdre clearly knew that she wasn’t attractive enough.Taking a deep breath, Deirdre said, “Mr. Reed, can you remember yesterday when we had dinner together? I was sitting beside you when I picked up a pastry. You knocked that pastry out of the blue and took the whole plate away. M-May I know why you did that? C-Can you explain it?”Kyran fell silent and didn’t move.Deirdre frowned, feeling more uneasy. “M-Mr. Reed?”Finally, Kyran responded, “Must I say it out?”“Yes.” Deirdre bit her lip. She insisted on an answer because she had been tortured for a night just because of it.Kyran seemed to have sighed, but in her ears, the exhalation seemed a little heavier.Following that, he began to type.“Those pastries were leftovers.”Deirdre was shocked. “What?”Kyran continued. “I saw a waiter take that plate out of a room while cleaning up in another room. That plate later turned out to be placed before you. It was obvious that the hotel took the opportunity to send over the lef