Resent, Reject, Regret

Resent Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 232

Chapter 232 Are You Not Allergic? Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Deirdre smelled a faint sweet osmanthus fragrance from Ophelia. Although it wasn’t strong, it didn’t escape Deirdre’s nose.

It was because she clearly recalled that Ophelia would cover her nose and cough each time they passed by the sweet osmanthus tree at the entrance to the slum. Ophelia was allergic to the sweet osmanthus, so much so that she would feel itchy and cough non-stop with just the smell of it.

“What is it?” When Maeve became aware of Deirdre’s stiff reaction, she caressed Deirdre’s face as she asked, “Why did you suddenly get into a daze?”

“Nothing…” Deirdre forced a smile. She lowered her head and said, “It’s just that I smell the fragrance on you. It smells very good. What kind of perfume is it?”

“Oh.” Maeve was relieved and smiled. “I don’t wear any perfume. I think it’s probably the fragrance in the hotel. After staying there for a day, my clothes are stained.”

“Is it sweet osmanthus?”

“Yes.” Maeve nodded. “I think it’s this smell.”

Deirdre suddenly pressed her fingertips into her palm.

Meanwhile, Brendan also noticed her change and frowned “What’s the matter?”

“…” Deirdre’s mind went blank. When she raised her head again, her eyes were empty “Mom, aren’t you allergic to sweet osmanthus? How could you stay in a room for a day filled with the smell of sweet osmanthus?”

Her questioning shocked Maeve, who turned to Brendan.

Brendan’s heart skipped a beat. He definitely didn’t know that Ophelia was allergic to sweet osmanthus because he wasn’t Deirdre himself. But he managed to calm himself quickly and asked, “Are you allergic to the fragrance of sweet osmanthus or to its pollen?”

Deirdre was startled.

Brendan took this opportunity and added, “I think you are allergic to its pollen, right?”

“Yes.” Ophelia followed along. “I’m indeed uncomfortable with sweet osmanthus fragrance, but I’m not allergic to it. I’m just allergic to its pollen.”

“Really.” Deirdre was in a daze for a moment, thinking that now it made sense.

Ophelia only sneezed and coughed when there were sweet osmanthus trees around.

“Oh, I see.” Deirdre smiled again. “I thought you had cured your allergy.”

“How can it be so fast?” Maeve heaved a sigh of relief. At the same time, she held Deirdre’s hands tightly. “Why are your hands so cold? You don’t have to come out welcoming me while wearing so little. Let’s get into the house quickly so that you won’t catch a cold.”

The three entered the mansion. Brendan had already arranged for a table of dishes. Deirdre, who had never been talkative, actually was smiling at the dinner table and chatting with Maeve.

Brendan was captivated by Deirdre’s voice, which was already pleasant, her coiled hair, and her gentle. smile. He suddenly said, “Aunt, you should stay in Neve for another week.”

Brendan originally planned to have Maeve stay only for two days. After all, the earlier she left, the lower the chances for the matter to be exposed, and Deirdre would be able to let go of her guard.

However, when Brendan saw the smile on Deirdre’s face that he hadn’t seen for a long time, for some reason, he suddenly wanted to watch it for a few more days.

Deirdre knew that Maeve would stay for only two days. When she heard Brendan, her lips trembled, and she turned toward Brendan’s direction. “Is it okay?”

“For sure, it is okay.” Brendan took a napkin to wipe the corner of his mouth elegantly. “It’s not easy for the two of you to meet each other. I also hope that you two can spend a longer time together. As long as it doesn’t affect your mother’s recovery, I have no problem.”