Rebirth of the Wife in Despair by Tess Munoz

Chapter 92 Know Your Place

Yvette rested her head on her hand, silently taking note of the information.

“I know the person he cares about is Vera. I heard she transferred to this school from Cloudburg Public School after an incident there,”

Eileen took a few bites. The clear broth seemed bland, lacking flavor, but the surroundings were pleasant, and the ingredients were fresh. The only downside was that the bone broth lacked proper seasoning, leaving the final taste a bit dull.

“Eric has moved out from home and is living with Vera. If you want to know about him, Vera knows him better than I do.”

Eileen’s words carried a hint of curiosity, wanting to gauge Yvette’s reaction. Yvette, twirling her long hair, shook her head disdainfully. “I feel like she’s too fake. You wouldn’t happen to… like Eric, too, would you?”

Eileen immediately denied, “He’s always been like a brother to me. I would never have feelings for my brother.”

Yvette, originally cautious, visibly relaxed. She patted her chest. “You scared me there. I thought you were into Eric like Vera. Well, in that case, you’re my best friend! Who knows, maybe we’ll become family in the future, and I’ll call you my sister.”

Eileen faintly smiled but remained silent.

Should she reveal Eric’s true nature to Yvette?

If she continued to get involved, she would only be giving Eric more opportunities.

Yvette was bound to be hurt.

Falling for him would have only made her increasingly unlike herself, trapped in a gilded cage, forever unable to touch freedom.

Eventually, she would find herself living in hell.

Forget it, I can barely keep myself afloat. Why bother about her? Whoever Eric wants to marry has nothing to do with me.

After the meal, Yvette bought her a cup of smoothie.

Someone behind them called Yvette’s name.

Yvette waved at them. Tll be right there.” Soon, she turned back to Eileen and said, “Busty, I

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need to prepare for

direct admission to Hulbury University. Busty, remember our agreement. We’ll meet at Hulbury University.”

the time Eileen received her smoothie, Yvette had gone with them,

was truly exceptional.

like a spoiled princess. She treated everyone with at friendly demeanor, and

Looking toward the basketball court, she saw the person wiping the

there

a shame for the spilled smoothie; she

him, she turned to leave. If it wasn’t for his presence, she

over.

wasn’t something

well, Elm, it hasn’t even been half a day, and she

over to confront her? Teach her a lesson?” Elm suggested.

“Got nothing better to do?”

heartless! I should’ve left you to die.

daring

knew he was an illegitimate child, but no

confront Elm before had vanished in

held sway, and everyone praised and feared them. Even the dogs raised by the Smith family, placed in a poor village, were treated like

locals.

there was no such thing as equality for

power,

<

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is no

It was strange.

end, Elm lost interest in the game, picked up the nearby bottle of water, and left the field directly.

half an hour was indeed challenging, especially since the questions went beyond the textbook knowledge. Some even delved into topics typically covered in university. For her, it wasn’t

news to share with everyone. Today is Yvette’s birthday, and while we wish her a happy birthday, we won’t keep you for evening self-study. I know most

the most lively students in the class, shouted, “Thank you,

who was still

“You’re welcome.”

was a rare occasion for the class not

Jennifer left, Yvette rushed to Eileen’s side. “Lenie… Busty! stop writing. Let’s go together!”

nicknames always puzzled her.

and quickly closed the book.

almost all correct. It’s a shame you’re not on our Olympiad Math team. Who knows,

her actions. “Can I… really?”

Why not?”

from Cloudburg Public School participating. If you can break into