Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

Chapter 256 Payback

The manager was finally pleased. “I’m very impressed with your work, McKinnon. I hope that goodwill stays.”

Dispirited, Deirdre walked out of the manager’s office and stepped into the back of the restaurant. The cleaner had been waiting, so she rose from a crouch and approached Deirdre. “What’s wrong with you, Deirdre? Trevor told me he chose you, but you spurned him in return? Please, you’re not some run-of-the–mill young woman. Don’t you know that beggars can’t be choosers? Seriously, are you really planning to be a spinster for the rest of your life?”

Her acrimonious tone somehow paled compared to the vitriol of her word choice. Irritated, Deirdre frowned. “Look. Just because I agreed to meet him, it doesn’t mean I’ll agree to be with him, okay?”

“I’m only doing what’s best for you! Do you really think another man would even like you as much as Trevor does? God! He’s used to caring for other people. That’s why he wasn’t bothered by the fact that you’re an ugly blind woman! Lord, he’s literally a nice guy! Bless your heart, hon. You’re the entitled type who doesn’t know when to count her blessings!”

Sure. Maybe Deirdre was entitled, as she was finally too fed up to humor the older woman. She raised her head in the cleaner’s direction and replied placidly, “Mr. Carlson may be a nice guy, but it doesn’t change the fact that I feel nothing for him. You can’t force something to happen. If no one is interested in me, whatever. There is literally nothing to be resentful about. I appreciate what you’re trying to do, but you should mind your own business from now on, ma’am.”

After saying that, she felt her way across the wall to the break room.

that’s why! I thought you were one of those girls who cared about things like morality

clenched her fists and shot an

had come só out of left field that she backtracked a

a second that Deirdre was just

this is the kind of life your lead, huh? You’re just a call girl to them at best! At this rate, no

“What is this hoo–ha?!”

manager finally marched out of his office. Knowing this

easily hampered by the front–desk girl a few minutes later. “Uh, Deirdre? What’s going on between

her chest hurt. “How could

told her to stop saying that sh*t around and warned her about how little our manager tolerates bad blood

“Huh. Thanks, anyway.”

girl patted Deirdre’s back encouragingly and