Rebirth of the Wife in Despair

Chapter 92 Know Your Place

Yvette rested her head on her hand, silently taking note of the information.

“I know the person he cares about is Vera. I heard she transferred to this school from Cloudburg Public School after an incident there,”

Eileen took a few bites. The clear broth seemed bland, lacking flavor, but the surroundings were pleasant, and the ingredients were fresh. The only downside was that the bone broth lacked proper seasoning, leaving the final taste a bit dull.

“Eric has moved out from home and is living with Vera. If you want to know about him, Vera knows him better than I do.”

Eileen’s words carried a hint of curiosity, wanting to gauge Yvette’s reaction. Yvette, twirling her long hair, shook her head disdainfully. “I feel like she’s too fake. You wouldn’t happen to… like Eric, too, would you?”

Eileen immediately denied, “He’s always been like a brother to me. I would never have feelings for my brother.”

Yvette, originally cautious, visibly relaxed. She patted her chest. “You scared me there. I thought you were into Eric like Vera. Well, in that case, you’re my best friend! Who knows, maybe we’ll become family in the future, and I’ll call you my sister.”

Eileen faintly smiled but remained silent.

Should she reveal Eric’s true nature to Yvette?

If she continued to get involved, she would only be giving Eric more opportunities.

Yvette was bound to be hurt.

Falling for him would have only made her increasingly unlike herself, trapped in a gilded cage, forever unable to touch freedom.

Eventually, she would find herself living in hell.

Forget it, I can barely keep myself afloat. Why bother about her? Whoever Eric wants to marry has nothing to do with me.

After the meal, Yvette bought her a cup of smoothie.

Someone behind them called Yvette’s name.

Yvette waved at them. Tll be right there.” Soon, she turned back to Eileen and said, “Busty, I

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need to prepare for

University. Busty, remember our agreement.

received her smoothie, Yvette had gone with them,

truly

like a spoiled princess. She treated everyone with at friendly demeanor, and it seemed like there

flew toward her. Startled, she dropped the smoothie she was holding. Looking toward the basketball court,

there

it was a shame for the spilled smoothie; she had never gotten a chance to drink

to leave. If it wasn’t for his presence, she might

over.

it was him, that wasn’t

hasn’t even been half

bring some guys over to confront her? Teach her a lesson?” Elm

replied, “Got nothing

should’ve left you to

the past, they used to follow Elm’s lead, only daring to

everyone knew he was an illegitimate child, but no one dared to point fingers and

confront Elm

held sway, and everyone praised and feared them. Even the dogs raised by the Smith family, placed in a poor village, were

locals.

hierarchy of the world; there was no such thing as

power, everyone was mere

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no longer targeting Eileen.

It was strange.

lost interest in the game, picked up the nearby bottle of water, and left the field

within half an hour was indeed challenging, especially since the questions went beyond the textbook knowledge. Some even delved into topics typically covered in university. For her, it wasn’t too difficult, but solving them required

Yvette’s birthday, and while we wish her a happy birthday, we won’t keep you for evening self-study. I know most of you have received invitations to Yvette’s

shouted, “Thank you, Ms.

Eileen, who was still working

“You’re welcome.”

rare occasion for the class not to have evening

to Eileen’s side. “Lenie… Busty! stop writing. Let’s go

unique nicknames always puzzled her.

and quickly closed the book. “I’m done. Let’s go.”