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

was just sick, and it might… it might take a very long time for

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

so intense that it made her squint her eyes.

the scissors from

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with a very faint gaze. This time, he

his dangerous gaze fixed on her. The next moment, it seemed as if he could explode with anger at any time.

I just want to case the pain here,” she said, pointing

feeling awful. I’ve even thought about tearing out my own heart,

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

it was spoken

sank

pulled into an embrace. The emotions she had nowhere to vent were still there. In the same position as before, she bit down on his

realized that she had become unexpectedly

the blood-dripping scissors in her

not just Eileen who had gone mad.

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

“Feeling better now?”

to excessive blood loss, her face was visibly pale. She hung

her loose hair behind her ear. Tll make

“Just leave.”

Eric could make was just

as if nothing had ever

macaroni soup. He placed it on the table, then turned around to fetch a sinaller bowl. It

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

him, and the bowl shattered. The soup and pasta spilled all over the floor. “Can’t you see?

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picked up. When he looked up at her, Eileen instinctively stepped back in fear, as if Eric would do

you finish eating.

toward her. After sweeping up the trash, he

o’clock in the early morning

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