Resent Reject Regret by Aqua Summers novel 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?”