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

newspaper in his hand and standing up with one hand in

cast a worried glance toward the study. I can’t believe this

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 of

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

a lifeless

as he looked down at her. “Have you calmed

gaze. However, in

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

Don’t touch

and her complexion appeared

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

study, positioning

way.

She’ll forget who’s in charge.

stated, “Now, you have two 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 going to be later than that, you need to let

“Just focus on taking care of Vera! I have

him, her hand reaching out to turn the doorknob. As she opened

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

gripped her shoulders, forcefully pinning her against the wall. His

her. Eileen could feel

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

lips. His kiss was dominant,

kissed her passionately and vigorously, as if he had lost his mind.

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 he persistently bit down on her soft lip, enduring the

scent was like poison, addictively intoxicating.

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

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

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

the same time, he also knew

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

wall, trying to prevent herself from falling. Her long, dark eyelashes fluttered, and her expression conveyed innocence yet vulnerability. This delicate appearance, easily