Rebirth of the Wife in Despair by Tess Munoz

Chapter 95 Are You A Fool

Eileen’s mesmerizing eyes, sparkling like rippling water, gazed at the person before her who was laughing wildly and reveling in her misfortune. “You scoundrel! Do you find it amusing. to play pranks on others?” Eileen held her twisted ankle, tears welling up from the pain.

Elm leaned slightly forward, his narrow eyes gleaming with amusement as he focused on her. “Why wouldn’t it be fun? Eileen… you truly deserve it!”

Encountering Elm here was an unexpected surprise for Eileen. In her opinion, his background didn’t justify his presence in such a place.

Every time I run into him, nothing good ever happens.

Eileen felt unbearable pain throughout her body. She staggered up from the ground, brushing off the dirt on her skirt. Fortunately, she wore a black skirt, so it didn’t show much. “I must be unlucky to run into you,” she mumbled.

Without engaging in further argument, Eileen prepared to leave.

Suddenly, Elm’s impatient voice echoed from behind, “Hey!”

Limping with an odd posture, Eileen didn’t turn back despite Elm calling out to her, her injured ankle drawing his attention.

“There’s no way forward from here. Where are you planning to go?”

Eileen gradually slowed her pace, realizing she had taken the wrong path. No wonder the way ahead was completely shrouded in darkness, and she hadn’t seen a single person pass by.

Given her stubborn nature, if it weren’t for Elm’s unexpected appearance, Eileen might have. persisted down the incorrect path, choosing to continue despite knowing it was a mistake. rather than turning back.

Quickly turning around, her gaze cold and indifferent, Eileen didn’t spare him a glance as she walked along the small path paved with stone bricks, each piece following the other.

She maintained a stoic silence, not uttering a word to Elm. As she was about to pass him. Eileen suddenly noticed movement from the person beside her. In the next moment, she was effortlessly lifted into the air, hoisted up by his single hand. Before she could react, Eileen found herself lying sideways on his shoulder.

“What are you doing! Put me down! Elm!” Eileen exclaimed, feeling dizzy as she hit his back.

The light still illuminated the third floor, where a man stood tall by the floor-to-ceiling window. His demeanor exuded nobility, his speech refined. However, his eyes held an

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me, then… it would be more

I can hand it over to you. I don’t need a penny from you. I’m your mother,

and replied, “Mrs. Friedman, it seems you’ve forgotten. that this project was agreed upon by the Smith family three years ago. If it weren’t for your husband’s underhanded tactics to snatch the project contract, I wouldn’t have had to personally come here today. Considering our past relationship, I’m willing to split the project. fifty-fifty. This is the most significant concession I can

heartbroken as she gazed at the son she had carried for months and given birth to. Unexpectedly, he was so cold towards her, and every word he uttered cut into her heart. “Richie, do you really have

about Yvie? You’ve been her favorite person since

brow. Tve said all that needs to be said. I hope you will give it some thought, Mrs. Friedman.

“Richie!”

all, he was representing the Smith family, and his purpose was to safeguard the

Jasper wouldn’t have bothered coming here. He was at businessman, and

ants.

surpassed the anxiety she

heed to her and directly reached out to take the coat handed over by Fabian. He draped it over his arm and headed straight

from him, not even a simple birthday wish. Despite sharing the same mother, she wondered why

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Fabian inquired, “How did

the profits, Smith Corporation will have full responsibility for this project,

nodded slightly. “Understood,

a glass of wine intended to step. forward and offer

instructed Fabian, “Tell the Friedmans’ housekeeper to prepare medicine for sprains and

what had happened. Before

the swimming pool was lively

a familiar figure approaching from a short distance away. He rubbed his eyes to get a clearer look. Isn’t

engaging in such flashy activities as soon as they grow up? No way he’s losing

even more shocked, exclaiming. “Holy

tossed Eileen directly onto the chair, saying. “D”mn, you’re as heavy as a pig. Can’t you cat a little less?”

food!” Eileen retorted before she could

over. With a retching sound, everything she had eaten that day came spewing out, accompanied by a sour, bitter bile. Not feeling particularly hungry when she arrived,

Eileen, you vomited on me? I’m going

eyes, fearing he might vomit on

absolutely disgusting.