Rebirth of the Wife in Despair by Tess Munoz

Chapter 121

Chapter 121 Does What We Talked About Still Hold?

her Eileen left, Hector received his exam paper, revealing an almost perfect score…

He looked at the marks on the paper.

His entire being started trembling as if he had fallen into an icy cold cellar.

strong! It’s all my fault! I should have listened to Eileen’s advice. Pursuing a place in Petalburg High School out of vanity was a huge mistake. I shouldn’t have borrowed money from the loan shark and caused my mother’s death. I’m the one who ruined everything.

In the detention room, an eighteen-year-old boy tightly gripped his exam paper and wept in

Sorrow.

Regardless of one’s actions, taking full responsibility for one’s mistakes and paying the price was crucial.

That was an unwritten rule.

When Eileen exited the police station, she saw a remnant of the sunset casting its glow at the end of the old alley.

Right then, snow began to fall from the sky.

Suddenly, she caught sight of a slender young man from the corner of her eye. He wore the same black uniform as her, leaning against the wall with one side of his pants rolled up, revealing his fair skin. A bag hung casually over his shoulder, and he tilted his head back to observe the falling snowflakes. One actually landed on the tip of his nose and melted right away. His handsome profile resembled a striking sculpture.

His arrogant and defiant silhouette had significantly softened compared to his usual demeanor.

He seemed to be a pleasant guy when he was quiet.

Eileen was the first to break the silence. “Why are you

here?”

Elm straightened his back and walked toward her, tilting his head. “Aren’t you treating me to a meal?”

“That’s why you’ve been waiting here all this time?”

“Mind your own business! Who do you think you are?”

That was his true nature. He could never utter a few kind words without getting irritated,

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showing her a long face.

Eileen turned around and walked away, ignoring him.

Elm strode forward and trailed behind her leisurely.

while, neither of them spoke until he eventually asked, “Does what we talked about last time still

he was

passed, so

you heartless creature!”

and he appeared to have deliberately matched his speed

“One last time!”

Elm said nothing.

this is the last time. If you don’t

the back of his neck and hummed. “Okay.”

had the final say!

at night was

an ancient architectural style. The atmosphere was

leading into a private room

spread ranging from mild to spicy. She had inquired about Paola and the others’ preferences, and most of them favored spicy food, with only a few

at the

him a message, but he did not reply.

attendance was not complete that night.

an array of dishes

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a lot

you’ve never seen the world before, you’re making a fool of

“No worries, it’s my first time here too. I haven’t ried the food here yet, but their

considering their difference in social status. It appeared she was

attendance was incomplete, nobody began

lemonade for his friends. “By the way, where’s Elm? Why isn’t he here? He promised

replied, “Who knows where he’s off gallivanting now. Let him be. If he dies, it’s none of our business.”

face remained expressionless, showing no signs of joy or anger, leaving one to wonder about his thoughts.

he did not want to hear Elm’s name being brought up.

atmosphere fell

that something was wrong.

she was in

a drink, saying, “They serve really good coffee here. Do give it a

The corners of his lips curved

if he was annoyed.

wasn’t sure if he would enjoy the drink, considering it was just regular coffee, likely not as good as what he

the finest quality,

it out and saw

a short message: Something came up, and I

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got up and announced, Tm going to make

Jaspers tattooed hand gently rubbed the cup

what happened, but

to a quiet corner of

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