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

longed to tell him that she was just sick, and it might… it might take a very long time

you doing?”

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

light was so intense that

over and smatched the

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gaze. This time, he saw both worry and

as if he could explode

down Eileen’s face. I just want to case the

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 my own heart, wondering if it might case my pain a bit. Do I look like a madwoman right now? I

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

sentence. It was as if it was

sank at that.

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

while. Eileen realized that she

was cull holding the blood-dripping scissors in

like it was not just Eileen who

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

“Feeling better now?”

in blood. Due to excessive blood loss, her face was visibly pale. She hung her head in silence, not uttering a word

tucked her loose hair behind her ear. Tll make breakfast for you. What would you like

“Just leave.”

The best dish Eric could make

very calm, as if nothing had ever happened.

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

soup. Some of the soup trickled down the edge of the bowl, spilling onto the table.

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 you that I’ve become like this? Just keep your distance from me, and

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When he looked up at her, Eileen

finish eating. I’ll leave

trash, he left for the doorway and

o’clock in the

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