Resent, Reject, Regret

Chapter 717

Chapter 717 Provocation

Tobey knew that she could not see with her eyes, so he described the photo to her. "Mrs. McKinnon looks very healthy in this photo. She's smiling brightly at the camera.” Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Deirdre remembered that Ophelia had been very nervous at the time. She had been worried that she would not look good in the photo, so she had taken her best outfit-a flower dress-out and put it on. Unfortunately, she was too skinny, so the dress had not suited her well.

She had taken a rope and tied it around her waist, and Deirdre had felt like crying upon seeing what she had done. She had leaned on her mother's shoulder and said, "Mom, when I make a lot of money, I'll buy many beautiful dresses for you. We will stay in a big house, and you won't have to push a cart down a muddy road anymore when you go to the market.”

However, little had she expected that she would be the one to cause her mother’s death.

Deirdre's eyes turned red around the rims, and she smiled.

“I remember you saying that the flowery dress looked good on my mother."

"Yeah. Although things are different now, I'm sure your mother would be very happy to see that you have a wonderful life."

As soon as he finished speaking, Deirdre’s expression changed, and she said, "Tobey, actually, there is one more thing I need you to help me with.”

Tobey raised his eyebrows and asked, “What is it?"

"Wait for me here.”

Deirdre went upstairs to bring down the book with the copy of the photo clipped inside. As she fumbled downstairs, she carefully flipped through the book.

Perhaps she was distracted, as she missed a step.

Tobey reacted rapidly and took a hold of her before she fell down. Luckily, it was already the last step, so she was not injured.

"You need to be more careful."

“I'm sorry..." Deirdre said apologetically as she tried to stand up straight.

Suddenly, the door opened up.

When Kyran saw the two of them hugging each other, his pupils constricted. His rationality was telling him to stay calm, but his brain had already gone blank, and he could not calm down upon seeing how close they were standing to each other. Before he knew it, he had already rushed forward and grabbed Tobey's arm tightly.

"Get away from her!"

He flung Tobey away as he glared at him menacingly.

“Kyran?” Deirdre was stunned. This was the first time she saw him so angry, so she hastily explained, "Kyran, calm down. It's Tobey.”

It went without saying that Kyran knew the man was Tobey. He knew exactly what Tobey was up to.

"When did you two see each other?"

"Us? Not long ago." Deirdre's face turned slightly pale as she clenched her fists. "What's the matter?”

Deirdre did not know why but she felt that the man in front of her was not Kyran upon seeing how aggressive he was. She felt like he was...

“Nothing...” It was only then that Kyran regained his composure. He knew he had lost his cool, so he calmed himself down and said in a gentle voice, "I thought there was a stranger in the house, just like last time.”

"I see..." Deirdre smiled. Then, she introduced Tobey to him. 'This is Tobey. He's Madame Russell's son and my...”

“Let me introduce myself." Tobey suddenly chimed in, interrupting Deirdre. With a smile, he straightened his tie, lifted his chin, and extended his hand to Kyran. "I'm Deirdre’s childhood friend. I can say that, right? After all, her mother always said that we were like two peas in a pod.”

Even though he sounded like he was making a joke, Kyran felt that he was provoking him.

His face sank a little. He did not take Tobey’s hand and he said, "I’ve heard about you. You've done a great job taking care of Deirdre all these years. It's thanks to you that she can be with me without worrying."