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

that she was just sick, and it might… it might take a

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

that it made her squint her

the scissors from

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him with a very faint gaze. This time, he

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

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

to do 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

but I just can’t help myself. Eric, I’m not crazy; I’m just sick. I

was as if it

sank at that.

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 shoulder.

Eileen realized that she had become unexpectedly quiet.

was cull holding the blood-dripping scissors in her hand.

it was not just

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

“Feeling better now?”

was visibly pale. She hung her head in

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

“Just leave.”

The best dish Eric

were also very calm, as if

the table, then turned around to fetch a sinaller bowl. It

scooped up some pasta into her bowl, then poured in some soup. Some of the soup trickled down the edge of the bowl, spilling onto the table. “Come and eat,

was stepping onto the staircase retracted. She was 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 you that I’ve become like this? Just keep your distance from me, and I won’t be reminded of the pain, let alone harm myself.

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When he looked up at her, Eileen instinctively stepped back in

eating.

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

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