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

you

room. The next moment, Eric

that it made her squint her eyes.

over and smatched the

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looked at him with a very faint gaze. This time,

seemed as if he could

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

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

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

if it

sank

nowhere to vent were still there. In the same position as before, she bit

realized that she had

holding the blood-dripping scissors in

not just Eileen who had

the scissors were sterilized daily. there was

“Feeling better now?”

face was visibly pale. She hung her head in

loose hair behind her ear. Tll make breakfast for

“Just leave.”

dish Eric could

calm, as if nothing had

on the table, then turned around to fetch a sinaller

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

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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the shards he picked up. When he looked up at her, Eileen instinctively stepped back in fear, as if Eric would do something to her.

you finish eating. I’ll leave

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

o’clock in the early

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