Resent Reject Regret by Aqua Summers novel Chapter 152

Chapter 152 Cook Something for Miss McKinnon

Deirdre could not see Charlene but could hear Charlene’s arrogance and also pride in her tone.

‘It seems that Charlene has been waiting for me to come for a long time.”

Deirdre inhaled a deep breath. Her self-respect refused to let her enemy defeat her.

Yet at the thought of Sam…

She smiled in defeat. ‘Who am I to deserve self-respect…”

“Miss McKinney, I’m here to seek your forgiveness.” Deirdre raised her head, her gaze empty. “A person of great moral stature does not remember the offenses committed by one of low moral stature… Please don’t be offended by a person of low moral stature like me.”

Charlene smiled. “You’re too courteous, Miss McKinnon. Why would I make things difficult for you when we’re both women? It’s only that I’m in a bad mood because of that incident.”

She insinuated, “How about this, Miss McKinnon? You help me with something, and I won’t make a fuss. with you if I’m pleased with the result. How about that?”

Deirdre was surprised by how gentle Charlene was. ‘Can Charlene actually be so kind?”

The next moment, she was disappointed immediately.

“Take Miss McKinnon to the backyard and have her hand wash my clothes.”

“Wash clothes by hand in the midst of winter and also in the open-air backyard?

“Do you have any objections, Miss McKinnon?”

Deirdre clenched her teeth tightly. How could she not know that Charlene was tormenting her on purpose?

It was Brendan’s goal as well.

‘It was to torment me.’

Deirdre shook her head. “Alright, I’ll do it.”

Charlene was escorted to her meal time while a servant led Deirdre to the backyard and stuffed numerous clothes in her arms.

“Be dextrous! Hand wash these clothes, but if you have the audacity to do anything crafty, I’ll tell Miss McKinney!”

Deirdre fixed her attention on washing the laundry. The water in the winter was icy cold, and half of her arms turned numb as soon as she dipped her arms into the water.

She braced herself to agitate the laundry, but her hands were numb from the cold wind. The servant sat by the side with her legs crossed and felt furious that she had to stay outdoors in the midst of winter because of this woman.

“I told you to be dextrous. Are you deaf?” The servant got up and threw a kick at Deirdre.

Deirdre stabilized her body with great effort and raised her head to look at the servant coldly. Even though her eyes were empty yet out of focus, her expression was tainted with a tinge of ferocity. The servant felt fearful for no apparent reason upon meeting Deirdre’s eyes. “What… What are you doing? How dare you glare at me when it’s your fault for not being dextrous enough? Who do you think you are!” The servant was furious. Deirdre wiped away the water on her face, got up, and filled up a bucket of water

again.