Rebirth of the Wife in Despair by Tess Munoz

Chapter 105 What Are You Doing This For

The intense reaction caused Eileen to vomit everything she had eaten that night. Her lower abdomen was in even more pain, and she tightly clutched the bedsheet. The needle in the back of her hand was drawing blood, which frightened Mary into quickly calling a nurse. Upon seeing the situation, the nurse had no choice but to administer the IV to Eileen’s other hand.

Anxiously, Mary asked, “Will there be any problems? Look at how much pain she’s in. Isn’t there any other solution?”

The nurse adjusted the flow rate of the IV drip and said helplessly, “Severe reactions during menstruation are something we encounter several times a day in the hospital. We’ve done everything we can, but there’s really no other solution. She can only drink more brown sugar water, or perhaps massaging her lower abdomen might alleviate the symptoms.”

After the nurse left the room, Mary, with a hint of melancholy, suggested, “Should I go buy a bag of brown sugar?”

Eileen wanted to get some water, but Mary quickly handed it over to her. After rinsing her mouth, Eileen weakly collapsed onto the bed. “It’s alright, Mary. You should go next door and rest for a while. Dawn is breaking soon, and you still have work to do. Don’t tire yourself out.”

“How can I sleep when you’re in this state? Let me give you a massage.” Mary reached her hand into the blanket and massaged Eileen’s stomach through the fabric. “Does this feel any better?”

Eileen closed her eyes and nodded slightly. “Yeah, I’m feeling better now.”

“Then you should go to sleep. When you wake up, the pain will be gone.”

“All right.” Soon, Eileen fell asleep.

After all the commotion, it was already five in the morning. The sky was almost bright. Looking at Eileen, who was sound asleep, Mary withdrew her hand and stood up, her fingers numb.

However, as soon as she paused, the woman on the bed winced in pain, furrowing her brows. Mary couldn’t even take a break, not even for a moment. If this continued, her hands would surely give out.

Poor child…

Just then, Mary saw someone appearing at the door. She felt as if she had seen her savior.

his hand. It was

the bedside table.

are you doing here?” Mary looked at him

man at first glance. She could see right through

sharp gaze fell on the extremely restless figure sleeping on the

didn’t help even after she took a few more. Those pills have side effects, but

rack. There were still three bottles left; it would take

can go rest now.

almost slapped her thigh. “All right then, Mr. Snow. You better watch out. This IV

“I will.”

left, but before she did, she couldn’t help but notice something off about the way the man was looking

she was lying on a huge, soft cotton ball, her body

call was cut off after just two seconds.

could smell the disinfectant of the hospital and slowly opened her eyes. When

his hand from under the blanket, twisting his wrist. The woman was so sensitive, becoming extremely restless the moment he stopped. He

bed and moved back a bit. “W-What are you doing here? Where’s

every emotion in her eyes-the rejection, the

you want to see

not looking at him, and said indifferently, “You don’t need to put on a show. Even if you

he brought from home, and said, “This is brown sugar water

don’t want to drink. You should go back!” Her

Eileen, bringing it to her

Clang!

to the floor, rolled around a few times, and ended up off to the side.