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

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

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

off and curtains drawn, enveloping it in complete darkness. Eric reached for the switch on the wall, illuminating the room. To his surprise,

person curled up on the couch, the bandage on the back of her hand soaked with blood, which was

resembled a lifeless doll, unmoving.

penetrating as he looked down at her. “Have you calmed down?”

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

her, his rough palm gripping her wrist. Instinctively, Eileen shook off his hand

Don’t

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

into the hall, she efficiently arranged the books in her

out of the study, positioning himself in front

way.

She’ll

choices. First, go back to your room and calm down completely before talking to me again. Second, I can take you back to school, but from

“Just focus on taking care of Vera! I have nothing to say to a hired killer.”

hand reaching out to turn the doorknob. As

out, forcefully shutting it. The neighbor across, who was about

gripped her shoulders, forcefully pinning her against the wall.

as if they could tear through her. Eileen could feel the

something wrong? You’ve been drugging me for years, and you even had someone attack me… And now you’re

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

vigorously, as if

persisted until she bit down hard on his lips. The man winced in

and he persistently bit down on her soft lip, enduring the pain. Eileen

was like

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

where his anger came from. Is there anything wrong with what she said? Every word she said was true, without a shred of falsehood

was well aware of the fact that she was averse to him and deliberately distancing herself from him, even avoiding

the same time, he also knew what he

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

leaned against the wall, trying to prevent herself from falling. Her long, dark eyelashes