Rebirth of the Wife in Despair by Tess Munoz

Chapter 72 You Have Arrived

“I apologize, I struggle with controlling my emotions,” Vera quickly softened her gaze and looked at Walsh with an innocent and apologetic expression. “I’m truly sorry. I didn’t mean to speak so harshly. We’re not living together anymore. I will pass on your message to Eileen. I hope you don’t mind.”

Walsh gave her a strange look in response. His initial fondness for Vera had completely. disappeared at that moment.

Not good at controlling emotions? That’s a polite way to put it. Doesn’t it simply mean she can’t pretend anymore? When she first came to class, she was kind to everyone. Her gentle and submissive nature made others feel protective of her.

After Walsh left, the private room was empty.

The once lively atmosphere had vanished completely.

Everything was fine at first, so Vera couldn’t understand why things had turned out this

After leaving Primas Plaza, Eileen began learning the harp, calligraphy, and eventually dancing.

way.

It seemed like Eileen had been blessed with an incredibly flexible body. However, she lacked coordination and couldn’t keep up with the beat. Whenever she caught a glimpse of her reflection during a landing, she felt like she was dancing like a monster.

But the most painful part was the stretching, as she hadn’t practiced for three months. It was around half past eight in the evening when she left the practice room. Eileen was so exhausted that she collapsed on the ground, almost considering calling an ambulance. She even thought about spending the night right there.

Since Alan had gone to pick up Vera, Eileen had no choice but to take a taxi home late at night.

Wrapped in a thick black coat with her hands tucked into the pockets, she closed her eyes, lay down in the car, and quickly drifted off to sleep.

driver turned his head and asked, “Hey, Miss! You haven’t told me where you want to

Miss…”

against the car window,

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your business class ticket to Mocset, departing in an hour and a half, has been booked. We can

Eric was always the last one remaining in

difference in Mocset, they had to leave at this

computer, packed it into his laptop. bag,

“Understood, Mr. Snow.”

his suit jacket and

caller ID, Eric quickly answered

“Vera?”

on the other end of the line wasn’t

man’s.

party explained the situation quickly, Eric frowned and put down his laptop.

her; I’ll be

remained clueless about

passed out after getting