Rebirth of the Wife in Despair

Chapter 89 Mercy

“Vera, please go upstairs and rest for a while.”

Vera glanced at Eric, then at Eileen, “Eric, Eileen just had a fright. Please don’t intimidate. her.”

Vera didn’t like it when Eric was alone with Eileen. Sometimes, she couldn’t help but wonder if Eric truly had feelings for her.

If he doesn’t like me, then what about the things he said to me?

Vera had never truly heard Eric express his affection for her.

This made her feel incredibly insecure.

Vera went up the stairs. Seeing the tense atmosphere, Mary stammered, “Sh-Should I leave as well?”

Eric shot her a sharp, icy glance, which frightened Mary so much that she immediately turned around and ran away.

Until there were only two people left in the living room.

An oppressive chill hung in the air, so heavy that it left Eileen struggling to breathe.

“Do my words mean nothing to you?” Eric approached her steadily, emitting a chilling aura. Even without looking at him, Eileen could sense the expression on his face in that moment.

His demeanor was a stark contrast to when Jasper had shown concern for her just a moment. ago. He was in complete control of his emotions, like a demon who had just emerged from

hell.

“I haven’t forgotten, Eileen nervously wiped the cold sweat from her palms, too uneasy to meet his gaze. She further explained, “Richard came to pick me up today. I couldn’t refuse him. I took this opportunity to clarify things with him. Eric, what more do you want from me? I’ve done everything you asked. What else do you expect me to do?”

“Look up,” his voice was commanding, issuing orders.

Eileen lifted her head, staring into his dark, piercing eyes. There was an intimidating aura

about him.

Eric chuckled lightly. “Do you know where your biggest flaw lies, Eileen? I don’t appreciate it when you lie to me!”

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what she loved to eat and what she liked. A single glance from her was enough for him to understand what was on her mind.

when the words reached her lips, she could only manage to say, “I understand. If there’s nothing else, I’d like

the stairs when Eric’s voice stopped her once again. “It’s not yet. midnight.

He sat in one, legs

didn’t understand. What does he want to do?

She didn’t move.

waiting for an invitation?” he asked

way over and took a seat

the most? If you don’t eat the

already gone cold, and with her sensitive

trying to make me sick?”

Eric was well aware of

behave, there will be consequences. That’s the

stool and stood up. “You’re just a child my father adopted. You have no right to dictate what I should do. Whether you believe it or not, there’s no possibility between him and me.

dragged her to the dining table. With a forceful shove, Eileen found herself sprawled on the cold marble floor. As she tried to

moment, Eileen almost believed he would truly harm her. His grip tightened. The pain was suffocating, and she could hardly

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her brows, not uttering a single

fixed on her, relishing the

to hear her cry and beg for mercy, but there was

this state. Eric’s frustration grew more

matter? Can’t even beg for mercy

him well. If Eric truly wanted to harm her, he wouldn’t be foolish enough

it here.

wanted her to beg for mercy,

soon fell, painting a picture of pitiful vulnerability. She resembled a delicate flower ravaged by the rain, its petals torn and scattered. Anyone who saw her in this state would undoubtedly

away forcefully. “Even if I die, I will never beg you for mercy in this lifetime. You’ll surely

on his hands, Eileen felt that it was unfair that fate

I have already become a demon from hell.

you to

be a part of the Smith