Rebirth of the Wife in Despair by Tess Munoz

Chapter 196 Stand Up For

An hour later, Elm still hadn’t shown up. With such results, there really was no need for extra tutoring.

Just then, a few girls carrying books passed by, whispering excitedly. “Have you seen it? Elm’s three-pointer was so impressive!”

“I saw it. He’s really handsome!”

“The person with him is Calliope from Class 2, right? They make a great couple.”

“Right? I feel the same way. She’s probably the one who’s been by his side the longest. None of the campus belles Elm dated before lasted more than a week.”

One of the girls noticed Eileen’s presence. She alerted those around her, and the person was just speaking awkwardly fell silent.

who

Eileen set aside her own studies, focusing solely on explaining the problems to Natalie.

If Natalie didn’t understand the first time, then Eileen would explain it a second time, a third time, until Natalie understood. Eileen was indeed a very patient person. Even when she was

and fuming, looking into Natalie’s innocent eyes would quickly dissipate her anger.

angry

Explaining the topic to Natalie was indeed a bit challenging for Eileen. Two hours had passed, and for a page of exercises, Natalie probably only understood half of it.

“Eileen, am I really stupid?” Natalie blinked as she looked at Eileen.

Eileen said, “No, not at all. You’re very smart. You just haven’t found your own way of learning. yet. Your grades are better than Elm’s used to be. He could only score in the fifties in several subjects, which is even lower than your Clusian score.”

“Really?” Natalie was comforted by Eileen’s words.

“Yes, what he can do, you can do too. You can take home what I taught you today, copy down. the problems, and do them again. First, understand the problem-solving process, then start working on the calculations.”

“Can I come to the library with you again in the future?”

Eileen didn’t want to extinguish the hope in Natalie’s eyes. “Alright.”

past life, Eileen had imagined what her unborn daughter would look like when she grew up. Perhaps she would be as adorable

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an hour, so Eileen

especially compared to Eileen, who was nearly ten centimeters

her chatterbox mode, ceaselessly talking to her. She talked about the things that happened around her and also what she had for dinner at home last night.

that she had a wonderful family atmosphere. Natalie was an only child, her parents were alive

that Natalie had was also what Eileen desired. Suddenly, she truly

happened? Weren’t you supposed to bring us something to eat at noon?” a girl

door. She bowed repeatedly in response to their questioning. Im sorry, I’m sorry… I forgot.

yet entered the classroom. Perhaps not wanting Eileen

to mind her own business,

past her, Eileen grabbed her backpack. Despite being stuck in a bad

stared at

not allowed to go. Upon opening the window, Eileen took out the notebook that Jasper had bound for her from her seat. Then, she pulled Natalie into

Natalie saw her return empty-handed, they expressed their dissatisfaction. “What’s going on? Class is

too

Natalie, “Don’t meddle in other people’s affairs. They have their own hands and feet.

in Class Two’s affairs?” Jessie Valentine slammed her palm on the table and stood up. Along with her were her close friends, whom Eileen

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called for Natalie, not you. Go back to your own class,” said another girl.

of them. She quickly stepped in front of Eileen. “Don’t bully her. I’ll buy it for you. Behind her, she carefully tugged at the corner of Eileen’s clothes,

A group

approached. One of them picked up Eileen’s notebook and mocked, “Can this idiot even understand this?”

it. This belongs to Eileen.” Natalie reached out to snatch it, but

you think I’ll listen to you? Well, not only will I touch it, but I’m going to

quickly said, “Don’t.”

to be

as the notebook was slightly

Suddenly, she spoke up. “Before you tear it, why not turn

mysterious, huh? It’s just an old notebook. What’s so interesting about it?” Jessie turned a page, and her face suddenly changed..

Jessie put the notebook back. “What’s

cares?”