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

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

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

Blake light was so intense that it made

and smatched the scissors from her

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faint gaze. This time, he

seemed as if he could explode with anger

smile, tears trickled down Eileen’s face. I just want 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 thought

Eric, I’m not crazy;

it was spoken to his past

heart sank at that.

emotions she had nowhere to vent were still there. In the same position as

while. Eileen realized that

holding the blood-dripping scissors in

was not just Eileen who had

wound, which was quite superficial. Given that the scissors were sterilized daily. there was

“Feeling better now?”

face was visibly pale. She hung her

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

“Just leave.”

best dish Eric could make

very calm, as

on the table, then turned

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

soup and pasta spilled all over the floor. “Can’t you

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get angry. Instead, he patiently cleaned up. His hand was cut by the shards he picked up. When he looked up at her, Eileen instinctively stepped back

finish eating.

up the trash, he left for the doorway

o’clock in the early

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