Rebirth of the Wife in Despair

Chapter 13 Elm Smith, Her Worst Nemesis!

School at Petalburg started a little later than usual, at nine in the morning.

Eileen walked to her classroom. She looked at the classmates around her, and realized that she only knew a few of their names.

The bell rang, and Eileen got into her seat.

Just as she had sat down, Eileen saw a few students looking her way.

Some of them were murmuring, “That’s Elm’s seat. She’s got some nerve, sitting there!”

“Has she lost her mind after being sick for just a few days?”

What? Elm?

Eileen looked down at her desk. It was clean and neat, without a single book in sight. She got to her feet at once. How could this be Elm’s seat? She had always sat in the second to last row!

Right?

Right on cue, Elm appeared at the door. His uniform was draped loosely on his, his tie askew and his bag slung over one shoulder. He was staring at Eileen coldly, grinding his teeth. It made Eileen’s hair stand.

two of his loyal sidekicks right behind

Smith, her worst nemesis!

rascal no one dared to mess with.

do whatever he wanted in school. Eileen had never started a conversation with him, their only interactions consisting of Elm talking to her

not like Eileen.

pointing at a seat by the window, and realized that the classroom had swapped the seats

deep breath, walking to her proper seat.

walked up to his desk, kicking it to the

in class got a fright from the noise, some of the classmates around becoming unwilling victims

where are you going

Charlie’s shoulder. “Where else? He just doesn’t

I swear to god, I’ll be the first to put out a warrant for your family when I’ve graduated. You and that good-for-nothing

fixed his tie haughtily as he

her eyes, looking the two boys

talk such a big talk because his father was chief of the CIA. This man was a terrifying force, even Will preferred to stay

came from a family of lawyers. His father was the country’s most powerful judge, and his mother was

were a nightmare

to Charlie’s threats, nodding confidently instead. “Good speech, very righteous! I think Will Swan is a

with rage. He pointed at Eileen,