Rebirth of the Wife in Despair by Tess Munoz

Chapter 127 I Cannot Thank You Enough

There she noticed another book pressed under his hand, which were the notes he had copied. Eileen tilted her head to look at the words he had written on the notebook. His handwriting was neat and elegant. She had expected his handwriting to be as ‘wild’ as his personality, but to her surprise, it was even more beautiful than hers.

In truth, she had intended to give him the notebook. Eileen didn’t expect him to copy her notes, so she simply decided to do it for him.

It’s good that he has copied it all over again. It will help him remember it better.

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Eileen attempted to wake him up. If he continued sleeping, he would be locked inside the school.

After a while, she remembered that he was sick.

Right then, Eileen noticed something. At the top right corner of his desk, there was a pink thermos and a pill. Elm hadn’t touched them.

Eileen called out several times, but he gave no response. It wasn’t until she brushed aside his messy bangs to check his temperature that he reacted.

He has a high fever!

The next moment, the sleeping Elm suddenly opened his eyes. Eileen looked at him. indifferently, their eyes locked for a few seconds.

The atmosphere was eerily silent until Eileen withdrew her hand and spoke first. “I just happened to be passing by. Do you want me to take you to the hospital?”

“Why are you such a busybody?” The voice was deep and husky, devoid of warmth.

Eileen didn’t disagree with him.

As he wasn’t wrong, she didn’t feel angry. She nodded and said, “The school is about to close. Remember to go back early.”

Eileen turned around and left the classroom without a second glance.

“Damn, such melodrama!”

Elm wasn’t sure if he was talking about himself or about Eileen.

A few minutes later, Elm clutched the strap of his backpack and slung his bag over his shoulder. Three buttons of his school uniform were undone, revealing a black short-sleeved

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air of confidence and enthusian. Now he looked defeated like a dog that had fallen into the water, with his ears drooping. In the wa

the streetlights on. The street was rather desolate

need to follow me anymore. You can

me to the

Huh?

not

just accuse me of being nosy? Now, he needs my help, yet he still puts

a deep sigh, ultimately choosing not

could someone who

It’s quite chilly tonight.

be bothered. Cut the crap. Let’s go,” he said, his

up her backpack and reached

He wrapped his scarf around his neck again, a scarf that still held her sweet

said, “Going to the hospital is too much of a hassle. Let me take you somewhere

didn’t think much of what she was doing,

to take care of someone meticulously wasn’t a big

it seemed like an unspoken message, one

“Mm-hmm.” he responded.

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mingle with this bastard! I can’t tolerate this. Ineed

street, not far from the school gate, a black Audi was parked.

see what they are

partly due to his own intention, he followed the

pair in front of her, Yvette captured

was pitch black inside, so narrow that a car couldn’t make its way through.

how well my brother treated Eileen, she’s actually together with Elm. No wonder she defended him last time. There must be

business, Mr. Snow, but she is your sister. She’s in a relationship at such

His obsidian-like eyes radiated a sharp glow, like a fierce beast prowling in the dark night eyeing its

compared

icy gaze. “This is a family matter of mine. You should mind

in her

on the gas, quickly leaving the street

the pitch-black corridor, the path chillingly illuminated by

here, but it seems like

flame of his lighter, and in an instant, he could