Rebirth of the Wife in Despair by Tess Munoz

Chapter 53 Chat With Us, Miss.

“I’m sorry, but I have something to attend to, so I’ll be leaving now. Take your time, and we’ll catch up later.”

Eileen was accustomed to solitude and did not believe in the concept of true friendship.

She departed, and this time, no one tried to stop her again.

As Eileen stepped out of the shop, Mr. Samuels came out, wearing an apron and holding a plate of food. “Miss, are you in such a hurry? Those kids aren’t bothering you, are they?”

“No,” she replied.

“Don’t judge them too harshly. Those children aren’t bad; they just want to play with you.”

“Mr. Samuel, I understand, but I still have something to buy, so I’ll be leaving now.”

“Alright, remember to come over for dinner tomorrow, free of charge. Eat to your heart’s

content.”

Eileen smiled and nodded, saying, “Okay.”

After leaving, Eileen purchased some personal clothes, a few changes of outfits, and a couple of pairs of shoes, all at reasonable prices.

She was preparing to settle here for a considerable period.

Time flew by, and nearly three months had passed since Eileen began living there. During this period, she worked as a waiter at Mr. Samuel’s restaurant, earning a decent wage of 50 dollars a day, along with daily meals.

The daytime customer flow was sparse, while evenings could get busier during supper time.

Initially, the work left her tired with sore feet and legs, but she eventually grew accustomed

to it

a waiter was a completely new experience for her,

not too dithcuit

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control her luxuroux comfort no

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began dewater and wasting dishes, mab dig

with peeling skin.

her job at the restaurant, as she had been absent for many days, likely preoccupied with taking care of Vera. Eileen understood the situation and was fine with it. She knew that if Sharon were around, she would never let her

customers had already left. Eileen finished cleaning the tables, gathered a basin of

shirtless near the entrance, having consumed three or four cases of alcohol.

to my house? According to my mother, she’s only eighteen and got expelled from school because

morning, she starts washing clothes at seven or eight, and the noise keeps me from sleeping. She looks so damn

to like talking to anyone and seems to play around with people.

that Eileen might hear their disrespectful words, they continued their

didn’t want to provoke the group of drunk men

know such things,

she really was a good student, why

the talk! Let’s call

“Hey, you there! Your name is Eileen, right? Come here, and take our

feeling uncomfortable with the situation, Eileen approached cautiously, trying her best to

dishes, she pretended not to hear the lewd comments from the group of men and instead looked toward her coworker, Hannah, who was about her

her a smug smile, Eileen turned away and left the men’s

to take our order, ca,t your me?

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you like to order?” she asked, taking out a pen and a small notebook to jot

predatory eyes, giving off a pungent and

of them spoke, “Pretty girl, do you need some money? If you’re short on cash, just tell me, I’ve got plenty of money.” He took out a wallet from his pocket, placed it on the table, and pulled out 300 dollars, offering

Thomas burst into laughter.

the service we provide. Do you want

table here. Come, sit with me, have a chat, and share a few drinks.” Another man pulled out a stool and placed it