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

sick, and it might… it might take a

are you

cold voice echoed in the unlit living room. The

that it

walked over and smatched the

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

her. The next moment, it seemed as if he could explode with anger at any time. Do you really want

want to case the pain

I’m really feeling awful. I’ve even thought

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

was as if it was spoken to his past

sank at

nowhere to vent were still there. In the

after a long while. Eileen realized that she had

blood-dripping scissors in

it was not just Eileen who had

wound, which was quite superficial. Given that the scissors were sterilized daily. there

“Feeling better now?”

was visibly

Tll make breakfast for you. What would you like to

“Just leave.”

dish Eric

were also very calm, as

table, then turned around

soup. Some of the soup trickled down the edge

man, a fork thrust into her hand. However, she threw it in front of him, and the bowl shattered. The soup and pasta spilled all over the floor. “Can’t

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get angry. Instead, he patiently cleaned up. His hand was cut by the shards he picked up. When he looked up at her, Eileen instinctively stepped back in fear, as if Eric

you finish eating. I’ll leave

up the trash, he left for the doorway and lit up

o’clock in the

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