Rebirth of the Wife in Despair by Tess Munoz

Chapter 89 Mercy

“Vera, please go upstairs and rest for a while.”

Vera glanced at Eric, then at Eileen, “Eric, Eileen just had a fright. Please don’t intimidate. her.”

Vera didn’t like it when Eric was alone with Eileen. Sometimes, she couldn’t help but wonder if Eric truly had feelings for her.

If he doesn’t like me, then what about the things he said to me?

Vera had never truly heard Eric express his affection for her.

This made her feel incredibly insecure.

Vera went up the stairs. Seeing the tense atmosphere, Mary stammered, “Sh-Should I leave as well?”

Eric shot her a sharp, icy glance, which frightened Mary so much that she immediately turned around and ran away.

Until there were only two people left in the living room.

An oppressive chill hung in the air, so heavy that it left Eileen struggling to breathe.

“Do my words mean nothing to you?” Eric approached her steadily, emitting a chilling aura. Even without looking at him, Eileen could sense the expression on his face in that moment.

His demeanor was a stark contrast to when Jasper had shown concern for her just a moment. ago. He was in complete control of his emotions, like a demon who had just emerged from

hell.

“I haven’t forgotten, Eileen nervously wiped the cold sweat from her palms, too uneasy to meet his gaze. She further explained, “Richard came to pick me up today. I couldn’t refuse him. I took this opportunity to clarify things with him. Eric, what more do you want from me? I’ve done everything you asked. What else do you expect me to do?”

“Look up,” his voice was commanding, issuing orders.

Eileen lifted her head, staring into his dark, piercing eyes. There was an intimidating aura

about him.

Eric chuckled lightly. “Do you know where your biggest flaw lies, Eileen? I don’t appreciate it when you lie to me!”

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many years together, over a decade passing in the blink of an eye, he knew her inside and out. He knew what she

her heart, but when the words reached her lips, she could only manage to say, “I understand. If there’s nothing else,

stairs when Eric’s voice stopped her once

sat in one, legs crossed, watching her with a

What does

She didn’t move.

an

delay, Eileen slowly made her way over and took a seat beside him.

you love the dishes made by Sharon the most? If you don’t eat the food on

on the table had already gone cold, and with her sensitive stomach, she couldn’t eat cold

trying to make me

Eric was well aware of her

behave, there will

believe it or not, there’s no possibility between him and me. Neither you nor Jasper, from now on, will I ever fall for anyone again. Enjoy your meal. If you want to

to go up the stairs, a sharp pain shot through her scalp. Eric dragged her to the dining table. With a forceful shove, Eileen found herself sprawled on the cold marble

His grip tightened. The pain was suffocating, and she could hardly breathe. The chill from the ground seeped into

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her brows, not uttering a single

hawk-like gaze was fixed on her, relishing the pleasure brought by her

her cry and beg for mercy, but there was none of that, not even a single plea for

Eric’s frustration

beg for

to harm her,

it here.

he wanted her to beg for

had gathered soon fell, painting a picture of pitiful vulnerability. She resembled a delicate flower ravaged by the rain, its petals torn and scattered. Anyone who saw her in

beg you for mercy in

that it was unfair that fate still allowed

become a

take you to hell with

part of the

girl who

in the next second, Eric pulled her up like a chick, his hand gripping her neck, pinning her body against the wall. His eyes were