Rebirth of the Wife in Despair by Tess Munoz

Chapter 231 What Kind Of Drug You Added

Eric remained silent and turned around, making his way down the stairs.

Once downstairs, Eric instructed Mary, “Prepare some chicken stew for her when she wakes. up.”

Mary nodded. “Of course.”

Vera grabbed Eric’s arm. “Eric, you still haven’t answered my question. What’s wrong with Eileen? Is she still upset about the Olympiad Math competition? She still has a chance, you

know.”

“That’s enough. I know how to handle things concerning Eileen.”

With a voice playing in his ears and a lot on his mind, Eric’s headache grew worse.

Vera was taken aback. Tears welled up in her eyes as she spoke. Eric had never scolded her before, even when she was in the wrong.

“Did I say something wrong, Eric? You’re being harsh with me. I’m just concerned about

Eileen.”

Eric looked at her quietly. “Once you finish eating, go back and review your homework. I’ve already sent Sharon to the condominium. You don’t need to come over unless I bring you here.”

With that, he made his way upstairs. Vera followed him. “Why can’t I come over? We’ve lived here together for so many years. Anywhere you are is my home. I’ve long considered this place my home. Is it because I took Eileen’s spot in the Olympiad Math Class? If that’s what you think, Eric, I won’t participate in this rematch.”

Eric stopped, annoyance evident in his eyes. He tried to remain patient. “Vera, you’re not three years old anymore. It’s not right for me to manage everything for you. Don’t remain immature like this. Your family name is Blake, not Snow or Swan. Know your place. I don’t want to hear those words again.”

Trembling, Mary glanced back over her shoulder. She couldn’t believe Vera had the audacity to say that. Vera had been kindly taken in, yet she acted as if she were the mistress, lacking any sense of propriety.

“Eric, you can’t just ignore me! Eric Snow!”

time Vera called him by his full name

returned to the study within his

master bedroom.

his eyes

grudge must be avenged, or… I won’t rest in peace

“Alright, I understand!”

was three o’clock in the

slightly open, and Eric heard someone descending the stairs. It jolted him awake from his nightmare,

the watch on the table. It read twelve minutes past three. He couldn’t believe he had

sharp pain in his shoulder. Without wasting time to examine it further, he got up and walked out the door just in time to

downstairs, he watched as she slipped on her fluffy slippers,

in the

find her

saw nothing. but a pitch-black expanse, as

that something was wrong, he walked

the person sitting on the swing showed no

headed back to the mansion, with him following her all the

screen was filled with static, but she stared blankly at it, her

morning, she turned off the television and took off her shoes.

in his hand, picked up the person

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light as a feather. She had gained a little weight when she was at the Smith residence but had then

two hours until dawn, he gently laid her on the

rolled into the middle of the bed. In her groggy state, she

trickled down his wheat-colored muscular body, seeping into the Blake cotton robe. His powerful physique, devoid of excess fat,

exceptionally well. However, when she woke up in the morning, she saw

the balcony’s sliding door.