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

it might… it might take a very long time for her to

are you doing?”

cold voice echoed in the unlit living room.

light was so intense that it made her squint her eyes.

the

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with a very faint gaze. This time, he saw both worry and anger

seized her hand, his dangerous gaze fixed on her. The next moment, it seemed as if he could explode

smile, tears trickled down Eileen’s face. I just want to case the pain here,” she said, pointing

about taking my medicine and getting a good night’s sleep. But I… I’m really feeling awful. I’ve even thought about tearing out my

know exactly what I’m doing, but I just can’t help myself. Eric, I’m not crazy; I’m just sick. I don’t

It was as if it was spoken to his past self.

sank at

to vent were still there. In the same position as before,

long while. Eileen realized that she

the blood-dripping scissors in

seemed like it was not just Eileen

scissors were

“Feeling better now?”

was visibly

Tll make breakfast for you. What would you like to

“Just leave.”

The best dish Eric could make was just pasta.

as if nothing had

table, then turned around to

some soup. Some of the soup trickled down the edge of the bowl, spilling onto the table. “Come and eat, he

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,

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the shards he picked up. When he looked up at her, Eileen instinctively stepped back in fear, as if

eating. I’ll

toward her. After sweeping up the trash, he left for the doorway

the

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