Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

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Chapter 484 It Wasn’t His Fault

Mrs. Cox was just as surprised to see her. “Aren’t you up early, sweetie? Having trouble sleeping?”

“I just got up. I am feeling a little thirsty.”

“Well, let me get you a glass of warm water. Wait here by the door,” said the kind woman, pouring a glass for her

before setting her sight on the pouring rain outside. “Damn, it’s raining again.” She sighed. “The roads are going to

be wet and slippery. Straight up a hazard to use.”

Deirdre took a sip. “You should stay at home today, Mrs. Cox. You might get hurt if you go out despite the condition.

I’ve got 90 bucks you could us-”

“Oh no. Heck, no. You can’t see well, it’s not easy for you to get a job, and you can’t afford not to have. money with

you. You can’t buy anything if you don’t have money!” Mrs. Cox protested. “All you’ve been wearing these days are

my old clothes. It doesn’t matter if you’re the goddess of beauty herself. These rags are bringing your shine down,

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sweetie. No, you should go to the market with Hoyt and buy at least. two nice outfits for yourself.”

Deirdre’s eyes twinkled. “But I like these clothes. I’m not picky about my outfits. You should hold onto the money,

too. Just think of it as funding for our meals.”

Mrs. Cox had no plan to accept it at all, but a new thought popped into her mind. “Hey, wait a minute. What

happened to the coat you hung in your room? It’s gone!”

“I sold it,” Deirdre said placidly.

“You sold it!? Is that where that 90 bucks came from!?” Mrs. Cox gasped in disbelief. “I don’t know how much it’s

worth, but there is no way it’s worth only 90 bucks! Have you gone mad?”

Deirdre flashed her teeth. “It was just secondhand junk. Besides, I’m never wearing that thing ever again.”

Wearing it would always invite thoughts she did not want-thoughts she wished could just be banished to the depth of

her brain. It made her think of the ward, the times she had spent with Kyran, the kiss in the amusement park….

His scent was embedded in every inch of that coat. It was that same scent that caused her mind to go. haywire.

Mrs. Cox understood immediately. “It was a gift from your beau, wasn’t it, sweetie?”

She did not let Deirdre answer. “What grave sin did he commit to earn his girlfriend’s hate? To the point that she

doesn’t want anything to do with something he gave her?”

Deirdre froze. If Kyran was Brendan all along-then yes! He had committed sins! He had killed her mother! He had

sent her, an innocent woman, to prison! He had fabricated an entire identity from the ground up and duped her for

his entertainment!

Were none of these counted as sins?

Her heart ached. She flashed Mrs. Cox a mirthless smile.

The woman could tell she was reluctant to dwell on it, so she held her hand. “Hard to take it out of your chest, huh?

Well, you don’t have to. It was definitely his fault!”

Deirdre stiffened. Then, she laughed. “Are you sure?”

“H*ll yeah, I am!” Mrs. Cox declared firmly. “You are sweet, kind, and a precious little doll! I bet you don’t even have

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a temper, do you? That jerkwad must have done something mighty crappy to upset you like this!”

Deirdre was moved.

“And you know what? He was just a boyfriend! He was no husband yet! So leave that no-good trash to his miserable

life and move on. I’m glad he’s not hoarding a sweetheart like you to himself now! In fact… You could give Hoyt a

try. He’s a good soul, I tell you. He’s just… unlucky.”

Deirdre caught the subtext and asked, “What happened to him?”

Mrs. Cox sighed. “He had a childhood sweetheart he really liked. They were so close together when they were in

school. They even talked about marriage and making a family together. Her father didn’t approve of it, so he

introduced the girl to some fat cat in his 50s as his mistress or whatever. Poor Hoyt was begging on his knees

outside their house for an entire day, but that family just wouldn’t open their door to let him in.

“You know why he didn’t stay any longer? Because he fell unconscious outside, and his family had to take him

away! From then on, Hoyt never looked for love again. Sure, he says he’s over it and isn’t looking anymore, but I

know the truth. He looks down on himself. He thinks he doesn’t deserve to be loved.” Deirdre had no idea. She

frowned slightly. “But none of it was his fault.”

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