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

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

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living room. The next moment, Eric turned

was so intense that it made her squint

and smatched the scissors from

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

seemed as if he could explode with anger at any time. Do you really

down Eileen’s face. I just want to case

medicine and getting a good night’s sleep. But I… I’m really feeling awful. I’ve even thought about tearing out my own heart, wondering if it might case my pain a bit. Do I look like a madwoman right

I 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 know how to get better on my

It was as if it was spoken to

heart sank at

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

long while. Eileen realized that she had become unexpectedly

holding the blood-dripping scissors in her

not just Eileen who had gone

superficial. Given that the scissors were sterilized

“Feeling better now?”

face was visibly pale. She hung her head in silence,

behind her ear. Tll make breakfast for you. What would

“Just leave.”

Eric could

also very calm, as if

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

poured in some soup. Some of the soup trickled down the edge of the bowl, spilling onto the table. “Come

quickly pulled back into place by a 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 you see? It’s because of

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

finish eating.

his bowl toward her. After sweeping up the trash,

in the early morning

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