Rebirth of the Wife in Despair by Tess Munoz

Chapter 80 Your Brother Will Feel Unhappy

“Look, I can’t sleep anymore since you arrived. Shall we have a chat for a bit?”

Eileen asked, “What does ‘shoot the breeze’ mean?”

Mary slapped her thigh. “Oh my, you don’t even know this! Let me explain. ‘Shoot the breeze means to have a conversation.”

Eileen nodded thoughtfully. “What would you like to talk about?”

Mary whispered, “When I went out earlier, I overheard something. Oh my, that scream was as intense as the rumors of secret affairs in our village. It was so thrilling. Mr. Swan, your father… he’s in great shape. I assure you, your father can still have children. You’ll have a little brother soon.”

Listening to Mary’s accent, which had a dialect from an unknown region, Eileen found it. quite intriguing.

Mary sounded bold and straightforward, seemingly unbothered. Yet, the things she spoke of…

Will had multiple relationships with quite a few women, but he would never abandon his own child. Even if there were any, he would make sure to handle it properly.

Once, a woman in her twenties came to the door, causing a commotion with a child in her

arms.

Eileen heard nothing about her after that. The whereabouts of that child were also unknown.

That had only happened once.

A desk lamp glowed on the table. The scent of burning charcoal filled the room. Mary’s snoring was loud, and the pain in Eileen’s arm from last night’s incident kept her awake.

She took a short nap on the narrow bed. When she woke up, the sky outside had brightened.

Eileen carefully got out of bed, making sure not to disturb Mary. Wrapped in a blanket, she quietly closed the door and stepped outside.

It had snowed all night, and a thick layer had already accumulated outside. The cotton slippers had also been dried since last night.

Slipping them onto her feet, she felt somewhat warm.

She sneaked out the back door, as they must not find out that she had returned last night.

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open while the housekeepers were busy cleaning up

inside.

housekeepers called out in unison, “Ms. Eileen.”

the mess

into the foyer, where an unpleasant, musty smell

brows at the smell, she quickly ascended the stairs.

washed off the dirt from her body while avoiding her wounds. constantly rubbing the marks on her neck. When two men tried to assault her, Eric just stood by and watched, not lending a hand. Just because she went to an art exhibition with Jasper, he misunderstood, thinking she wanted to rely on the Smith family to

really was something going on between her and Jasper, Eileen didn’t

he drug me and ruin my

if wings grew from her back, he would pluck

wasn’t until she was on the verge of suffocation that she slowly. emerged. She had escaped

emerged from the bathtub, water dripping off her body. She reached for the bathrobe and put it

have money in order to leave the Swan

was nearly six o’clock by the

it, wrapped a red scarf around her neck, and quickly descended the stairs with her backpack. Her injured hand prevented her from attending her training classes. Therefore, she decided to take a day off and

determined to get into a university, and not just any university, but to earn her place at

to repeat the

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to the hospital but didn’t expect Alan to bring her to

Ms.

of the car, registered at the

TOOM.

nurse unwrapped the bandage that Eileen had carefully wrapped and asked with at puzzled look, “Do you feel any discomfort? If we remove the stitches, there’s a risk

“The wound feels a bit itchy. I want to check if there is a reason for it, like if it’s starting to get infected.”

nurse speculated, “It might be. Please bear with me since the gauze is sticking

flesh.”

“Eileen? What’s

Zachary, looking every bit the playboy scion that he was. His hands were tucked into the pockets of

in cahoots with Eric, he’s not a good

the staple remover from the nurse. His smile was even more charming than a woman’s. “Leave this to me. You may go ahead with your other

his face. Blushing, she muttered something under her breath and