Rebirth of the Wife in Despair by Tess Munoz

Chapter 153 Three Days A Week

Do you think there’s still a chance for you to turn back now?” Eric drove with one hand, the other tenderly cradling her hand. “Go home and get some rest. I’ve already canceled your winter camp for you. If you want to go out and have some fun, I can accompany you.”

“Why are you making decisions for me again? Eileen forcefully shook off his hand. “How many times do I have to say it? Eric, I no longer have feelings for you! Don’t you understand?”

Despite all she had done for him in the past, he never truly appreciated her efforts.

After her rebirth, she gave up and sought only to distance herself from him.

However, he persistently pursued her, adamantly refusing to let her go.

In my previous life, he used me as a tool to gain power and acquire the Swan family. What about in this life? What am I to him? Just a plaything, someone he can use for his desires whenever he wants?

Eric stayed silent, but a noticeable air of gloom surrounded him.

After a while, the man stopped at a red light, patiently waiting for it to turn green. “When we meet again in the future, I hope you’ll be wearing that necklace.”

In the future? He’s actually thinking about the future?

Eileen spoke with indifference, “I won’t be meeting you again in the future. As for today’s events, I’ll pretend they never happened.” She sneered and added, “What do you think Vera would do if she found out about what we did? Keeping me close while still having feelings for Vera-don’t you find yourself repulsive?”

Eric’s brow furrowed, a cold frown etched on his face. Continuing down the street, he suddenly hit the brakes, bringing the car to a stop at the roadside. Without hesitation, he unbuckled his seatbelt and climbed over the center console. After forcefully pushing her onto the passenger seat, he violently tore apart her clothes.

“In that case, I might as well take this opportunity and claim you right now,” he said.

“You’re insane! I’m only eighteen, Eric. If you dare touch me and my father finds out, he will kill you!” Eileen tightly gripped his hand, her legs firmly clamped together.

“Isn’t that perfect? That way, I can rightfully marry you. In the future… you won’t need to go. to school. Just be a stay-at-home mom and do household chores for me,” he said. indifferently, parting his lips.

“Fine, I’m sorry! I shouldn’t have said that! I don’t want to!”

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Suddenly, he grabbed Eileen by the collar, almost lifting her up from the seat The look in has eyes was dark and cruel. “You better be sorry Can you commit to spending three days a week with me”

Eileen resembled a coerced, vulnerable rabbit, her eves filled with panic. Tears streamed down her face, trickling into her hair, as her body trembled uncontrollably.

nodded in

then

him wouldn’t bring her any advantage; it seemed wiser for her to

a peaceful suburb, its surroundings characterized by a quiet ambiance and sparse vehicular traffic on the now-deserted streets.

the car with her legs tucked in, her head hung le, not daring to

gradually came to a stop. Eager to get out of the car,

she uttered, her voice feeble and devoid of its

promptly leaned over, unbuckling her seatbelt, causing a slight shiver to run through Eileen’s

afraid. Saves me a lot of trouble in the future.

head back. He planted a lingering kiss on

someone emerging from the house in his peripheral vision. that he pulled away from her. “Remember

filled with his

on.” The man reached out and wiped the liquid

car

was patrolling in front of the gates, surveying the surroundings when he saw Eileen. “Ms. Eileen,” he greeted.

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in response without even lifting her head, quickly scurrying

to walk at least another ten to twent mansion

she could reach the

security guard pressed his Bluetooth headset, keeping an eye on Eileen as she walked away. “Yes’ Ms. Fileen has returned. She was

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manage to see the

didn’t get out of the car.”

“Got it.”

of the line

full half-hour on a journey that should have taken just a few

in the foyer. “Ms. Eileen, you’re finally back. Mr. Jasper called several times a short

responded listlessly, “Okay. I’ll call him back later. I’m going upstairs now.”

were red as if she had just been crying. The suit

she was evidently hiding something at first glance. However, the housekeeper

to her room, she promptly