Resent, Reject, Regret

Resent Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 316

Resent Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 316

Chapter 316 Serves Her Right!

To Eilis’ credit, she would not let some old woman walk all over her. Scowling, she rebuked, “Oh, really? Your Bobby is also the same gremlin who stole O’Connor’s harvest and beat up other kids every few days. in a week, ain’t he? How many people complained to the village head about this? I lost count. Now you’re telling me the same lad is somehow incapable of lying?”

Mrs. Boebert’s eyes widened in rage. Livid, she knocked over their potatoes to the ground.

Glaring, Eilis yelled, “What the heck!?”

Everyone in the village knew just how much trouble Mrs. Boebert posed. She had always been the type to bully others with her seniority.

“You just accused my grandson without proof, Eilis!” Mrs. Boebert shrieked. She yanked Bobby’s arm and pulled him into the fray, her wrinkled finger training at a little sore spot on his forehead. “You see this? Bobby has never-I say never!-been bullied by anyone all his life, so how about one of you do some explaining right now before I drag this out all day!?”

Eilis was about to repartee when Deirdre tugged on her arm. “Allow me, Madame Russell.”

“No, sweetie! Go back inside and ignore her,” she whispered back. “Mrs. Boebert doesn’t listen or talk. sense. She’s nuts! She isn’t going to walk away no matter what you do unless it’s exactly as she wants it. You won’t win in an argument with her, guaranteed, so leave her to me. Besides… I don’t believe you have it in you to hurt a child, Dee Dee. I’m 100% confident about this!”

Deirdre’s eyes watered. When was the last time anyone had that much faith in her character?

It was precisely that same unconditional faith from the older woman that compelled her to step in and stop the whole thing from spiraling out of control.

“I was the cause of this thing, so I’ll settle it,” Deirdre replied, her grip tightening.

Turning back to Mrs. Boebert, she raised her voice, “It was my fault that your grandson got hurt, ma’am. I think an apology for that alone is fair. But! Your grandson will have to say he’s sorry, too.”

She pointed at the bandage on her forehead. “Your grandson mocked me while I was minding my own. business in my yard and threw a rock at me. He caused this injury. Doesn’t that count for something?”

Mrs. Boebert’s expression turned stormy. It was as though she had regained whatever misguided bravado she had at the beginning. “Who the h’ll cares if you got a little cut on your forehead when the rest of your face already looks like an accident? Can you really blame kids for throwing rocks at you when you look like a freakshow?”

She scoffed mockingly. “H*ll, Bobby could whack you with a stick, and it still doesn’t mean you can just hit back! You’re an adult, for Christ’s sake! You’re literally the bigger person. So be the bigger person! Jesus, it’s like you have no shame!”

Deirdre’s face turned pale, but Eilis turned red. “So, that gremlin is the one responsible for your injury!?”.

She yanked Deirdre away and shielded her with her body. Her voice was shaking in a fury. “Boebert, you dreadful bag of bones! There’s being insensible, and then there’s this! What would happen if your tyrannical little gremlin caused a concussion to Dee Dee, huh? Do you even have the money to pay for her medical bills?”

Mrs. Boebert was almost choked into silence, but she recovered quickly enough to sneer. “Who the hell cares about what-ifs when that she-devil is obviously fine right now? Besides, you all made it sound like it’s some godd med critical condition. How the hell am I supposed to know if that’s true when you had

that all covered behind some bandage? Maybe you aren’t even hurt! Maybe this is all a big, fat slander!” Deirdre drew a deep breath and yanked her bandage away.

Her gash-red, sore, and very swollen-laid bare in front of them. “Happy now? Was it slander? You tell me!”

A crowd had begun to pool around them. The attention somehow added fuel to Mrs. Boebert’s fire. ” What’s this supposed to mean, huh? Oh, so this is what you’re trying to do. You’re trying to make a scene, so I’ll look like the bad guy here! Aww, shucks! Who knew a young lady like you could be a world-class schemer? No wonder God took your mother away from you and punished you with that face! Serve you right!”

All colors were drained out of Deirdre’s face.

Eilis’s fury reached a boiling point. “How dare you!? Boebert, you crazy, heartless broad! I’ve been very patient with you only because you’re an old bag of bones on your way out, but you sh*t all over my goodwill with that foul, disgusting mouth!”

“You hear that, everyone!?” Mrs. Boebert shrieked before falling on her butt and squeezing crocodile tears out of her eyes. “She thinks she can bully a helpless old woman just because her son’s a college graduate with some fancy job in the city!

“She thinks she’s better than me now! Did it occur to her that I was a widow very early on in my life? Does she care that my child’s been working out there, leaving me alone here? Does it matter to her that my precious grandson is all I have now?

“No! She’s probably glad that even a blind woman can walk all over me! Oh, God, why are my lots so bad? Have You no pity for meeeeee!?”