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

further before putting down the newspaper in his hand and standing up with one hand in his pocket. He

I can’t believe this child…

to the study was opened. The room was dim, with the lights off and curtains drawn, enveloping it in complete darkness. Eric reached for the switch on the wall, illuminating the room. To his surprise, the entire study remained tidy, devoid of any signs

on the back of her hand soaked with blood, which

a lifeless doll, unmoving.

penetrating as he looked down at her.

composure, Eileen sat up on the couch, attempting to escape his gaze. However, in his presence, she felt as if she

the man seized her, his rough palm gripping her wrist. Instinctively, Eileen shook

lost! Don’t

and her complexion appeared worn out,

hall, she efficiently arranged the books in her bag, slinging it over her shoulder,

had already stepped out of the study, positioning himself in front of her, blocking her

way.

her. She’ll forget who’s

I can take you back to school, but from now on, you must be home by nine. If you’re going

retorted, “Just focus on taking care of Vera! I have

to turn the doorknob.

hand shot out, forcefully shutting it. The neighbor across, who was about to step out, was startled by the abrupt action.

gripped her shoulders, forcefully pinning her against the wall.

as if they could tear through her. Eileen could feel the restrained fury emanating from

attack me… And now you’re playing the role of an older brother figure. What’s this supposed to mean? Are you showing concern or

against her lips. His

kissed her passionately and vigorously, as if he

persisted until she bit down

down on her soft lip, enduring the pain. Eileen struggled hard in

like

part of his plan, then what is this? Is he kissing me out of anger?

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

averse to him and deliberately distancing herself from him, even

he also

things he did were beyond his expectations, yet he couldn’t seem to control himself

long, dark eyelashes fluttered, and her expression conveyed innocence yet vulnerability. This delicate appearance, easily influenced, only served to fuel darker desires in the