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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Thank

that had

street had been turned t leaving only the streetlights on. The street was rather desolate at night,

anymore. You can

me to the hospital.”

Huh?

you not understand

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

heaved a deep sigh, ultimately choosing not

could someone who

chilly

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

resignation. Eileen picked up her backpack and reached out

gaze. He wrapped his scarf around his neck again, a scarf that still

“Going to the hospital is too

think much of what she was doing, as

someone meticulously wasn’t

different. To him, it seemed like

“Mm-hmm.” he responded.

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she do this to my brother! How dare she mingle with

school gate, a black Audi was parked. Yvette sat in the passenger, looking at the

see what they are

partly due to his own intention, he followed the pair by stepping on the accelerator

the pair in front of her, Yvette captured the scene with her phone as

alley. It was pitch black inside, so narrow that a car

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

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

eyes radiated a sharp glow, like a fierce beast prowling in the dark night eyeing its prey. A chill ran down Yvette’s spine. She had never seen Eric with such a gloomy expression before.

was simply unrecognizable compared to his usual

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

in Eric’s tone. She reined in her temperament and chose not to say

quickly

the pair walked through the pitch-black corridor, the path chillingly illuminated

to be streetlights here, but it seems like they’re broken,” she explained.

instant, he could no longer see