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 take a

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in the unlit living room. The next moment, Eric turned

intense that

walked over and smatched the scissors from

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

as if he could explode

to case the

anymore! Eric! I’ve always been diligent 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

just can’t help myself. Eric, I’m not crazy; I’m just sick. I don’t know how

It was as if it was spoken to his

heart sank at that.

Eileen was pulled into an embrace. The emotions she had nowhere to vent were still there. In

after a long while. Eileen realized that she had become

blood-dripping scissors in

seemed like it was not just Eileen who had gone mad.

scissors were sterilized daily. there was no need for a tetanus shot

“Feeling better now?”

her face was visibly pale. She hung

loose hair behind her ear. Tll make breakfast for

“Just leave.”

best dish Eric could make was just

calm, as

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

some pasta into her bowl, then poured in some soup. Some of the soup

threw it in front of him, and the bowl shattered. The soup and pasta spilled

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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 would do something to her.

finish eating. I’ll

bowl toward her. After sweeping up the trash, he left

the early morning

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