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Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

Chapter 394
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Chapter 394 Is Your Face Injured From Being Slashed?

Yes, Deirdre did not have the convenience of borrowing someone else’s face, like Charlene. Her face was given to

her by her parents, and she had grown into it herself. Yet, she loathed her previous face due to her painful past.

‘Isn’t that… funny?’

If Ophelia were still alive and knew about this, she would surely be sad, right? Her daughter, whom she was so

proud of, did not even have the courage to restore her previous facial appearance.

Deirdre lowered her head and sobbed.

Kyran wiped away her tears and comforted her. “Deirdre, no one can force you against your will. It’s your face, and

you’re the sole decision-maker for it. We won’t do if you don’t want a facial reconstruction. Anyone acquainted with

you will disregard your appearance and like you sincerely.

“As for those who criticized your appearance, you don’t need to mind them because they are only a rock on your

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life path that you tripped once but won’t step on again.”

Deirdre didn’t know whether to laugh or cry at Kyran’s description, but her heart…

Her heart calmed down.

“Sure.” Deirdre’s crystal clear eyes were calm, and she cracked a faint smile on her lips. “I’ve made my decision. I

would like to reconstruct my face, Kyran.”

She wanted it not for anything else but for Ophelia.

It was her face. As for Brendan and Charlene, they were already from her past. She had lost her eyes and her child

for Brendan, so she would not allow herself to give up on the face that her parents had given her.

Brendan was not worthy and did not deserve Deirdre to give up on her face.

Kyran did not type but held her hand and gave her a soft kiss.

Dr. Engle came after he was notified.

Deirdre said in a slightly embarrassed tone, “I’m sorry for troubling you to come twice, Dr. Engle.”

“It’s fine, it’s fine. You don’t need to feel that way, Miss McKinnon. Our department is not far away anyhow!

Moreover, I’m on leave, and Mr. Reed has specially commissioned me, so I don’t have other patients to attend to.”

Dr. Engle did not mind. “Please take a seat, Miss McKinnon.”

‘Specially commissioned by Kyran?’

Deirdre’s palms clenched into fists. She did not expect that Kyran would actually be so attentive. It made. her

previous action seem like she was picking a fight, and she almost discredited his kind intention.

Kyran seemed to notice her reaction and cracked a faint smile. “Dr. Engle is well-known in the field of plastic and

reconstructive surgery. As such, you don’t need to worry about that. I want the best for you when it comes to your

facial reconstruction.”

Dr. Engle teased smilingly while he talked about her face, “However, this is my first time meeting such a boyfriend

who is bed-bound in the hospital yet is still attentive to his girlfriend. You’re a lucky girl, Miss McKinnon.”

‘Boyfriend…”

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Deirdre’s face was hot from blushing, and she was having trouble speaking. She explained softly, “No… You’ve

misunderstood. We’re not boyfriend and girlfriend.”

“Not boyfriend and girlfriend?” Dr. Engle was caught by surprise. ‘What kind of relationship other than boyfriend

and girlfriend would get Mr. Reed to be so attentive to her needs?’

He said jokingly, “Don’t tell me that you two are legally married?”

Deirdre was even more embarrassed because Dr. Engle’s description worsened the matter.

She didn’t know what to say while Kyran explained from behind her, “We’re not boyfriend and girlfriend, nor are we

married. However…”

He typed, “I am courting her for the moment.”

Deirdre was stunned, and her face turned scarlet red. She could not help lowering her head.

Dr. Engle chuckled and said, “If that is the case, I’ll be invited to your wedding soon enough.”

It was fortunate that the topic of conversation passed soon enough.

Dr. Engle’s expression grew stern as he examined Deirdre’s face.

Dr. Engle said, “Miss McKinnon, is your face injured from being slashed?”