Rebirth of the Wife in Despair by Tess Munoz

Chapter 77 Why Are You So Naive?

As night fell, the moonlight flickered intermittently under the cover of the overcast clouds.

The thick clouds, much like Eileen’s emotions, were oppressive and suffocating, making her feel breathless.

She felt like a cat that had just been bullied and abandoned, wandering the streets, unsure of where to go.

Despite the vastness of the world, Eileen didn’t know where she truly belonged.

He emerged from the darkness. Eileen didn’t receive his response; all she heard was the sound of the wind through the phone.

Hearing the steady and strong footsteps, Eileen looked in the direction of the sound. Her eyes were filled with tears, and through them, his black silhouette seemed somewhat indistinct.

Her phone was still pressed to her ear until he approached. At that point, Eileen’s strength waned, and the phone slipped from her grasp. The blood flowing from her arm was slowly starting to dry.

Having lost too much blood, Eileen’s complexion turned pale. Now, her whole body radiated. despair.

Eileen clutched his suit pants, her breathing fast as she demanded, “Why? Eric, what exactly did I do wrong for you to treat me like this?”

I love you so deeply, so why do you keep making me sad and upset?

“Eileen, sometimes it’s not Swire to be too clever!” Eric bent down, gripping her face with one hand. “Were you planning to use the Smith family to escape the clutches of the Swan family? Why are you always so naive?”

“Eric, I know you don’t like me, so I’ve already let go. What else do you want from me? If you wanted me dead from the start, why did you save me that time? I’m really in a lot of pain…. I’m begging you, please stop tormenting me, okay?”

Eric narrowed his sharp eyes, his tone icy. “Call me brother!”

“You’re not my brother! All the kindness you showed me before was fake! You’re not worthy to be my brother!” Eileen screamed hysterically. The fear had passed, and now there was only grief and indignation in her heart, along with a sense of helplessness against fate.

“You are forbidden from approaching anyone from the Smith family in the future. If you

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disobey… You know the consequences.”

On her long eyelashes, tiny pearls of tears glistened. Seeing her current state, one couldn’t help but feel immense pity.

clutching her arm, leaned on the nearby railing and shakily rose to

just accompanying me to the art exhibition. There’s nothing between him and me. I won’t tell. Dad about what happened

His tone was harsh and uncompromising, his gaze cold. “Eileen, don’t make

yet time and again, you’ve tried to take my life! I’ve said it before that I really don’t like you, and I wasn’t joking. Also, all this about using the Smith family? I’ve never thought about doing that. From the moment I decided to go to Lumiose, I never planned on coming back. Eric, I stopped wanting you a long time ago. I don’t need or want Dad, and I don’t need that family either. That’s why you should stop picking on me!”

was like a petulant

voice was soft and gentle, devoid of

result was that it made others want to bully her more.

opposite direction of Undella Mansion. She walked with a limp, and

there was no one else but

her hands was completely covered in blood, and her phone had

stood still, his dark and deep gaze like the night itself as he watched her retreating

less than half a minute, he noticed the figure in front of him

it was expected, he didn’t

beast prowling in the darkness,

You fool!

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it make? It’s all too

picked up Eileen, who had fainted from the excessive blood loss. She

up, a flake of icy-cold Blake landed on Eric’s nose, melting under the

it had started to snow

the ground for

year Eric joined the Swan family, eight-year-old Eileen had exclaimed,

had suggested, “Brother, shall we go outside and build a snowman? I like you

in Hulbury this year, I will confess my feelings to you. Will you be with

done nothing

you

experiencing now is just the

of how long she had been walking.

as her body was manipulated. Suddenly, a light

consciousness began to return to

person lying on

at the grey ceiling above, a scent both strange

bed. He had a calm demeanor, handsome features, and soft lines that defined his face. There was a mysterious aura about him that made her wonder if she was imagining