Rebirth of the Wife in Despair by Tess Munoz

Chapter 243

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Every time she was with him, Eileen found herself recalling things she thought she had forgotten but somehow still remembered.

In the past… how did she alleviate these inner torments?

The answer was to inflict pain upon herself, using physical suffering to counteract the sorrow within.

Even though it was self-harm there was no sensation, only a greater sense of pleasure.

Eileen found a pair of scissors in the kitchen and cut a wound on her small arm. The first time, it didn’t bleed, but oh how her heart ached even more!

During the second attempt, blood was shed….

The droplet of blood that emerged fell into the pool, its color diffusing into the water before flowing into the drain

Eileen’s mouth curved into a smile.

In the pitch-black room, her laughter resembled that of a tormented spirit.

Then, there was the third time….

Because physical pain lessened the agony of the mind.

Watching the blood slowly drip down, Eileen found a perverse satisfaction. With each drop of blood that flowed, she felt a sense of release.

When Eric saw her self-harming, there was no worry or sadness in his eyes as he discovered her. Instead, he picked up the knife, grabbed her hand, and forcefully made another cut in the same spot.

It was deep enough to see the bone.

Later, due to excessive blood loss, she passed out.

When she woke up, she found herself locked up

He said, “She’s gone mad.”

In reality, she was not insane. She knew exactly what she was doing

she was just sick, and it might… it might take a very long time for her to slowly heal

are you doing?”

voice echoed in the unlit living room. The next moment, Eric turned on the light.

glaring Blake light was so intense that it

the

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looked at him with a very faint gaze. This time, he saw both worry

The next moment, it seemed as if he could

Eileen’s face. I just want to case the

feeling awful. I’ve even

but I just can’t help myself. Eric, I’m not crazy; I’m just sick. I don’t know how to get better on

as if it was spoken to his

heart sank

to vent were still there. In the same position

realized that she had become

was cull holding the blood-dripping scissors in

it was not just

quite superficial. Given that the scissors were sterilized daily. there was no need for a

“Feeling better now?”

was

Tll make breakfast

“Just leave.”

Eric could make was just

as

beef macaroni soup. He placed it on the table, then turned around to fetch

in some soup. Some of the soup trickled

it in front of him, and the bowl shattered. The soup and pasta spilled all over the floor. “Can’t you see? It’s because of you that I’ve become like this? Just keep your distance from me, and I won’t be reminded of the pain, let alone harm myself. Please

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His hand was cut by the shards he picked up. When he looked up at her, Eileen instinctively stepped back in fear,

finish eating. I’ll

up the trash,

in the early morning

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