Rebirth of the Wife in Despair by Tess Munoz

Chapter 115 She Surrenders

“B-Big bro…”

Ultimately, she gave in.

So what if I did? Does he think that by having me call him that, he can erase all the harm he’s caused me and pretend like nothing ever happened? What on earth do you want, Eric?

He smiled. She knows full well that she’s asking for trouble by going against me. Why doesn’t she ever learn? She just has to make me teach her a lesson.

“Don’t let me hear you say that a second time. I can’t deny those things, but I don’t like hearing about it! Understand?” he said.

Eileen remained silent.

Eric pinched her chin, forcing her to lift her head and meet his eyes. “Answer me!”

Eileen had no intention of yielding. If the issue wasn’t resolved comprehensively, the status quo would persist, and the same problems would likely recur in the future.

“Big bro… I’m just reminding you, what you want is to ruin me, unlike what you’re doing right now. You’re committing indecent, lewd acts with a teenager.” Eileen chortled, her eyes filled with icy resentment. “You used to not let me touch you. Don’t tell me that your actions. toward me now mean you’ve fallen for me.”

Eric’s gaze grew even more unfathomable.

In the end, Eileen still didn’t go to school. Eric made a phone call to apply for leave on her behalf.

Around four in the afternoon, Eric pulled her into the car. They had run out of gauze from the medical kit at home, so he drove her to the hospital.

Eileen occupied the passenger seat, having changed back into her usual clothes. Her school uniform, stained with blood, had already been sent for dry cleaning.

Gazing out of the car window, she remarked, “I don’t want to go to Serene Hospital.”

She harbored a distrust for Zachary, the effeminate man who was Eric’s accomplice. I might just die if we go to his hospital.

Eric didn’t say a word, but at the upcoming traffic light, he changed lanes and took a different direction.

Upon reaching General Hospital, he queued up for registration.

Eileen then proceeded to the consultation room to have her wound treated. The blood had already coagulated, sticking to the stitches. As the doctor removed the stitches, the pain caused her to furrow her brows.

alcohol, and it might hurt a bit, so bear with it.” The doctor picked up a cotton ball soaked in alcohol with a pair of tweezers and said, “Hold your girlfriend steady. Don’t let her move around.”

in that kind of relationship. He’s my

doctor chuckled. “You young folks sure love joking around. No brother would bite their own

a harmless smile, looked every bit the gentleman. He said with a laugh, “She’s still mad at me, so don’t mind her.”

only believe

to believe in their

a dusky hue outside when they left the

car began to move, and on the road, Eric picked up a call.

out of strawberries. Could you get some?

Anything else you

you, Eric. The teacher’s here. I have

“Okay.”

phone wasn’t soundproof, allowing Eileen to hear everything clearly. There was a noticeable contrast between the way Eric treated her and the way he

but Eileen chose not to leave the car. He called her name, but she ignored him, steadfast

she retrieved the concealer gifted by Yvette, exactly

concealer anywhere online, the price of this particular brand

held in her hand likely

reddish parts. Then, avoiding the wound, she applied another layer

Eileen grew impatient from

with items. He stowed all his purchases in the trunk of his car,

let me take

It’s a

“All right then.”

of others, it would be immediately

refrigerator to put the things away, with Vera trailing behind him. “Eric, did Sharon take a day off today? What are we having

takeout, and it’ll arrive soon. Go do some homework. I’ll let you know

was about to leave when Vera stopped her. “Eileen… are you leaving? It

“I

of fresh milk from the bag and put it in the refrigerator, asking in a deep voice, “Where

Be back by ten. Go to sleep and don’t wait for me.”

Eileen closed the door and left, leaving Vera

once again

minutes when