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

might… it might take a very long

are you

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

glaring Blake light was so intense that it made her squint her

and smatched the scissors from her hand.

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

on her. The next moment, it seemed as if he could explode with anger at any

just want to case the pain here,” she said,

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

not. 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

as if it was spoken to his past

heart sank

The emotions she had nowhere to vent were still there. In

while. Eileen realized that she had become unexpectedly quiet.

holding the blood-dripping scissors in her

it was not just Eileen who had

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

“Feeling better now?”

to excessive blood loss, her face was visibly pale.

Tll make breakfast for you. What would you like to

“Just leave.”

best dish Eric could

calm, as if nothing had ever

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

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

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

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

you finish eating. I’ll

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

the early

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