After Rebirth, I Refused to Pick up My Neighbor's Son AgainChapter 1
My neighbor, Helen Wilde, saw that I was about to pick up my daughter, Elisa Anderson, from school and asked me to pick up her son, Kaelan Wilde, as well.
After I brought Kaelan home, he sneaked off to the reservoir to play and accidentally drowned.
She then turned around and sued me, claiming that I didn't bring her son home.
The court found me not guilty, and she was furious that she couldn't get any compensation. While I wasn't paying attention, she pushed Elisha in front of a speeding truck.
After Elisha's death, I cried every day.
My husband's mother, Amanda Anderson, scolded me for being incompetent and unable to even watch over a child.
My husband, Troy Anderson, also gave me the cold shoulder every day because I didn't protect our daughter.
Netizens also scolded me for meddling in other people's business and said I deserved it.
I died of depression.
When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the day I opened the door to pick up my daughter.
Helen was about to throw out the trash, gave me a cheeky grin.
"Mind picking up my son on your way back, too?" she asked.
I pointed at the trash can.
"You're useless than that thing."
"Fine! No need to insult me!" she huffed.
Helen flared her nostrils and slammed the lid of the trash can that sat between our houses.
The bag of garbage in her hand was leaking a pungent, sour liquid.
Seeing me staring coldly at the mess on the ground, she reluctantly used her slipper to wipe it up haphazardly.
As I waited for the elevator, she didn't go inside her house.
Instead, she sneered, "Wow, someone's in a bad mood today. Did you and your husband have a fight?"
I could understand why she would say that.
In my past life, when her family ran out of food, she came to borrow some from me, and I gave her half a large plastic bag.
When her heater wasn't working, and she complained in the homeowners' group, my husband and I would go over and help bleed the radiators.
She left smelly shoe racks and garbage in front of our door.
I tolerated all of it.
It was natural for her to be surprised by my sudden change in attitude.
It all stemmed from the time I kindly helped her pick up Kaelan.
Who would have thought that after bringing him home, he would sneak off to the reservoir and drown?
She blamed me for not taking him to my house, claiming it led to Kaelan's death.
She turned around and sued me.