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

glance toward the study. I can’t believe this

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

couch, the bandage on the back of her hand

a lifeless doll,

he looked down at her. “Have you

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

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

Don’t

had been crying, and her complexion appeared worn out, carrying a

into her backpack. Stepping into the hall, she efficiently arranged

out of the study, positioning himself

way.

can’t spoil her. She’ll forget who’s in charge.

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 now on, you must be home by nine. If you’re

“Just focus on taking care of Vera! I

hand reaching out to turn the doorknob. As she opened

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

gripped her shoulders, forcefully pinning her against the wall.

intense, almost as if they could tear through her. Eileen could feel the restrained fury emanating from his gaze.

had someone attack me… And now you’re playing the role of

and she felt a soft sensation against her lips. His kiss was dominant, his tongue sweeping

as if

until she bit down hard on his lips. The man winced in pain, and

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

scent was like poison, addictively intoxicating.

the first kiss was part of his plan, then what is this?

what she

aware of the fact that she was averse to him and deliberately

also knew what

beyond his expectations, yet he

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