Rebirth of the Wife in Despair by Tess Munoz

Chapter 114 Threaten

Suddenly, a strong force gripped her wrist, causing Eileen to stagger and almost fall.

Eric pulled her towards the study and threw her in, his movements swift and decisive, closing the door and locking it from outside.

Sharon hurried over, questioning, “Mr. Snow, what are you doing?”

Knocks echoed from within the study. “What are you doing? Let me out, Eric, you jerk! What right do you have to lock me up?”

Eric secured the door and withdrew the key, his expression grim. “Without my orders, no one is to bring her food,” he declared.

He then said to Eileen, “You’ll be let out as soon as you’ve realized your mistakes! I’d like to see how you’re going to stop me from interfering in your affairs!”

Vera was awakened by the noise outside. Pressing herself against the back of her room door, she listened intently to the commotion. Are Eric and Eileen quarreling?

When it was seven-thirty, Vera emerged from her room, taking a seat to eat breakfast. The atmosphere in the living room was tense. As she sipped her porridge, she looked up and asked, “Eric, isn’t today a workday? Don’t you have to go to work today?”

Eric, still in his loungewear, was engrossed in the latest financial newspaper, emitting an intense aura. “I’m working from home today. I’ll have Gavin drive you to school in a bit.”

“Oh… okay.”

As Vera left, she cast a glance at the tightly shut door of the study.

Eric has always been gentle-tempered, humble, and polite to others, rarely losing his temper. What exactly happened between him and Eileen?

Sharon was about to say something when she emerged to clear the dishes from the table, but Eric spoke up first. “I’ll be home, Sharon. You can take the day off today.”

Is Mr. Snow determined to keep Eileen locked up for a whole day? This child has never suffered much since she was young. How can she possibly take this?

Trying to reason with Eric on Eileen’s behalf, she began, “Eileen is still young and ignorant-”

However, she was interrupted by Eric.

“Still young? She’s eighteen now. She should have the judgment of an adult.” Eric didn’t say

down the newspaper in his hand and standing up with

a worried glance toward the study. I can’t believe this child… How can she lose

three in the afternoon. Finally, the door to the study was opened. The room was dim, with the lights off and curtains drawn, enveloping it in complete darkness. Eric reached

on the couch, the bandage on the back of her hand soaked

lifeless doll,

deep-set eyes penetrating as he looked down at her. “Have you calmed down?”

on the couch, attempting to escape his gaze. However, in his presence,

his rough palm gripping her wrist. Instinctively,

lost! Don’t

eyes were red, as though she had been crying, and her complexion appeared worn out,

left the study, quickly collecting several books and stashing them into her backpack. Stepping into the hall, she efficiently arranged the books in her bag, slinging it

positioning himself

way.

She’ll forget who’s in charge.

Second, I can take you back to school, but from now on, you

focus on taking care of Vera! I have nothing to say to

her hand reaching out to turn the

across, who was about

pinning her against the wall. His

Eileen could feel the restrained fury emanating from his

been drugging me for years, and you even had someone attack me… And now you’re playing the

and she felt a soft sensation against her lips. His kiss was dominant, his tongue sweeping past every inch of her mouth like a

her passionately and vigorously, as

pinned against the wall as she gasped for breath. The kiss persisted until she bit down hard on his lips. The man winced in pain, and they both tasted

pause, his actions intensified, and he persistently bit down on

like

of his plan, then what is this? Is

had no idea where his anger came from. Is there anything wrong with what she said? Every word she said was

that she was averse to him

same time, he also

expectations, yet he couldn’t

period of time, a wave of dizziness washed over Eileen. She leaned against the wall, trying to prevent herself from falling. Her long, dark eyelashes fluttered, and her expression conveyed