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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with me, then… it would be more than perfect. Name your price, whatever

over to you. I don’t need a penny from you. I’m your mother, after all.”

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

he was so cold towards her, and every word he uttered cut into her heart. “Richie, do you really have to speak to your mother

Even if you don’t acknowledge me as your mother, what about Yvie? You’ve been her favorite person since she was little,” Jacqueline continued.

said all that needs

“Richie!”

the Smith family, and his

of land lacked value, Jasper wouldn’t have bothered coming here. He was at businessman, and his gaze was fixed solely on

was met by a young girl who had been leaning against the wall, counting ants. Suddenly, she stood

upright, she felt a nervousness in his presence that surpassed

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

a glance from him, not even a simple birthday wish. Despite sharing the same mother, she wondered why her half-brother

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corridor behind his boss, Fabian inquired, “How did it go, Mr. Smith?”

a contract, granting Friedman Group fifty percent of the profits, Smith Corporation will have full responsibility for this project, and no

slightly. “Understood, sir.”

guest holding a glass of wine intended to step. forward

Jasper had a thought and instructed Fabian, “Tell the Friedmans’ housekeeper to prepare medicine for sprains and bruises

happened. Before leaving, he had the housekeeper

atmosphere at the swimming pool was

eyes to get a clearer look. Isn’t that Elm over there? And he’s carrying

as soon as they grow up? No way he’s

Eileen’s voice, Charlie was even more

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

food!” Eileen retorted before

out, accompanied by a sour, bitter bile. Not feeling particularly hungry when she arrived, she had skipped dinner. As she vomited, Eileen felt a

you vomited on me? I’m going to kill you for this!”

might vomit on the spot if he

repulsive, absolutely disgusting.