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.

down

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

44 Mon, 11 Duc

Cannot Thank You

like a dog that had fallen into the water, with his ears drooping. In the wa he followed behind Eileen at a leisurely

school buildings along the main street had been turned t leaving only the streetlights on.

don’t need to follow me anymore. You can

to

Huh?

not understand

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

heaved a deep sigh, ultimately choosing not to

towards her and was truly puzzled. How could someone who despised me so much

your clothes. It’s quite chilly tonight. Don’t

Let’s go,” he said,

picked up her backpack and reached out to fasten

his head. A fleeting emotion flashed through his rebellious gaze. He wrapped his scarf around his neck again, a scarf that still held her sweet lingering scent.

to the hospital is too much of a

what she was doing, as

of someone meticulously wasn’t a big

seemed like an unspoken message, one that

“Mm-hmm.” he responded.

[Cahner Thank yo

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

the street, not far from the school gate, a black Audi was parked. Yvette sat in the passenger, looking at

curious to see what they are

intention, he followed the pair by stepping on the accelerator

Yvette captured the scene

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

believe after how well my brother treated Eileen, she’s actually together with Elm. No wonder she

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

at Eric, she felt a terrifying and eerie aura emanating from him. His obsidian-like eyes radiated a sharp glow, like a fierce beast prowling in the

simply unrecognizable compared to his

icy gaze. “This is a family matter of mine. You should mind your own. business, Ms. Friedman.”

sense the displeasure in Eric’s tone. She reined in her temperament and chose not to say anything more.

stepped on the gas, quickly

the pitch-black corridor, the path chillingly illuminated by the flickering

but it

the flame of his lighter, and in an instant, he could no