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.

loyal sidekicks right behind him, Charlie

Smith, her

school rascal no one dared to mess with.

could do whatever he wanted in school. Eileen had never started a conversation with him, their only interactions consisting

happened purely because Elm simply did not like

a seat by the window, and realized that the classroom had swapped the seats during the time she had been sick.

drew a deep breath, walking

temper. He walked up to his desk, kicking it to the corner

class got a fright from the noise, some of the classmates

are you going now?”

“Where else? He just doesn’t

her chair. Eileen, what are you doing here instead of just staying at home? 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 dad of yours will be in jail before you know it, just

his tie haughtily as he spoke.

looking the two boys up and down.

his father was chief of the CIA. This man was a terrifying force, even Will preferred to stay out of his way. The Good family had been

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

a

threats, nodding confidently instead. “Good speech, very righteous! I think Will Swan is a good-for-nothing as well. I hope

short, his expression darkening with rage. He pointed