Rebirth of the Wife in Despair by Tess Munoz

Chapter 113

Chapter 113 A Million Times Better

Eileen arrived at the library before seven o’clock, knowing that it would close at ten. There were still a few people scattered around the library at that time.

She sat at her favorite spot next to the window and opened her workbook.

As time passed, the lights in the library gradually dimmed. Eventually, a librarian approached her and politely said, “We’ll be closing soon.”

He didn’t show up, but she wasn’t surprised.

On her way back home, Eileen momentarily forgot about the ongoing renovations at her residence. All the servants and drivers had already gone home, and the last bus of the evening had already left by this late hour.

In the end, Eileen had to hail a taxi to get home.

It was close to one in the morning when she arrived at her condominium. Looking up, she noticed that the lights on the twelfth floor were off. It seemed that the residents were already asleep at this late hour.

She entered the elevator and tried to input the door’s lock code, but it was incorrect. She tried three times, but the passcode was still wrong.

How can it be wrong? It’s clearly a series of numbers from one to six. Could it have been changed?

In her moment of confusion, Eileen instinctively reached for her phone, only to remember that Sharon didn’t have a mobile phone. She didn’t know the landline number for the living room, and her phone’s contact list was minimal, with only a few names, including Vera. As she scrolled through her contacts, her eyes landed on the last set of numbers.

After a few seconds of silence, the lights in the corridor, controlled by sound, turned off, leaving her in darkness.

The only source of light came from her cell phone. Faced with this dilemma, Eileen hesitated for a moment and ultimately decided not to disturb them.

It’s already eleven o’clock. I should stay at a hotel tonight.

Eileen retraced her steps and headed towards the elevator. As she stood by the elevator, she pressed the button to go down. Just as the elevator was about to arrive, her phone vibrated faintly in her pocket.

Taking out her phone, she glanced at the caller ID and hesitated for a moment before deciding to answer. After hovering her finger over the accept button for about ten seconds,

Eileen finally took the call. Putting the phone to her ear, she heard a cold, deep voice from the other end asking, “Where are you?”

replied, “I’m

sound of the door being opened.

to enter the living room. There, she saw a man in dark striped pajamas standing by the kitchen’s refrigerator, pouring himself a glass of water.

prepared to retreat to her room, the man’s displeased voice echoed from behind, asking, “You’re home late.

back as she retorted, “That’s my business. I don’t have

on the desk lamp. Vera, awakened by the commotion, looked confused and asked,

on at school.”

Vera mumbled before turning over and falling back asleep

cups of milk on the table. One had gone cold, and the other was only half-consumed.

took a shower before going to bed.

disoriented and congested, realized that she had barely slept. Dark circles under her eyes had deepened to

night

that Eileen had an early morning study routine, Sharon would start preparing breakfast at four-thirty.

Eileen coming out of her room, she was taken aback. “Goodness, child, what

scanning the contents of the refrigerator and replied, “Almost eleven o’clock. Do we still have milk,

seat. Mr. Snow has gone for a morning

of cold water, trying to reduce the puffiness of her eyes. “I won’t be eating breakfast; I’m

are you so disobedient? I woke up at four-thirty to make breakfast for you. Be

go through so much trouble. I’m fine with just eating whatever,” Eileen said.

you grow up since you were little; do you think I don’t know you

from behind, resting her chin on Sharon’s

swung open. It must be Eric, who had returned from

the oatmeal to the dining table.

“Okay.”

to face Eric, Eileen didn’t want to waste the food

dining table, Sharon set a few sets of cutlery and served two bowls

a refreshing shower and a change of clothes,

we wake

and sat at the head of the table. “No

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