Rebirth of the Wife in Despair

Chapter 114 Threaten

Suddenly, a strong force gripped her wrist, causing Eileen to stagger and almost fall.

Eric pulled her towards the study and threw her in, his movements swift and decisive, closing the door and locking it from outside.

Sharon hurried over, questioning, “Mr. Snow, what are you doing?”

Knocks echoed from within the study. “What are you doing? Let me out, Eric, you jerk! What right do you have to lock me up?”

Eric secured the door and withdrew the key, his expression grim. “Without my orders, no one is to bring her food,” he declared.

He then said to Eileen, “You’ll be let out as soon as you’ve realized your mistakes! I’d like to see how you’re going to stop me from interfering in your affairs!”

Vera was awakened by the noise outside. Pressing herself against the back of her room door, she listened intently to the commotion. Are Eric and Eileen quarreling?

When it was seven-thirty, Vera emerged from her room, taking a seat to eat breakfast. The atmosphere in the living room was tense. As she sipped her porridge, she looked up and asked, “Eric, isn’t today a workday? Don’t you have to go to work today?”

Eric, still in his loungewear, was engrossed in the latest financial newspaper, emitting an intense aura. “I’m working from home today. I’ll have Gavin drive you to school in a bit.”

“Oh… okay.”

As Vera left, she cast a glance at the tightly shut door of the study.

Eric has always been gentle-tempered, humble, and polite to others, rarely losing his temper. What exactly happened between him and Eileen?

Sharon was about to say something when she emerged to clear the dishes from the table, but Eric spoke up first. “I’ll be home, Sharon. You can take the day off today.”

Is Mr. Snow determined to keep Eileen locked up for a whole day? This child has never suffered much since she was young. How can she possibly take this?

Trying to reason with Eric on Eileen’s behalf, she began, “Eileen is still young and ignorant-”

However, she was interrupted by Eric.

have the judgment of an adult.” Eric didn’t

and standing up with one

glance toward the study. I can’t believe this child… How can

remained locked up throughout the morning, enduring the confinement until three in the afternoon. Finally, the door to the study was opened. The room was dim, with the lights off and curtains drawn, enveloping it in complete darkness. Eric

fell on the person curled up on the couch, the bandage on the back of her hand soaked with

resembled a lifeless doll,

man approached, his deep-set eyes penetrating as he looked

to escape his gaze. However, in his presence, she felt as if she was

the man seized her, his rough palm gripping her wrist. Instinctively, Eileen shook off his hand in

Don’t touch me!”

she had been crying, and her complexion appeared worn out,

her backpack. Stepping into the hall, she efficiently

stepped out of the study, positioning

way.

spoil her. She’ll forget who’s

to your room and calm down completely before talking to me again. Second, I can take you back to school, but from now on, you must be home by nine. If you’re going to

“Just focus on taking care of Vera! I have

hand reaching out to turn

out, forcefully shutting it. The neighbor across, who was about to step out, was

her against the wall.

almost as if they could tear through her. Eileen could feel the restrained fury emanating from

someone attack me… And now you’re playing the role of an older brother figure. What’s this supposed to mean? Are you showing concern or pity? I’ll say it again,

man in front of her leaned in suddenly, and she felt a soft sensation against her lips. His kiss was dominant, his tongue sweeping past

vigorously, as if he had lost

the wall as she gasped for breath. The kiss persisted until she bit down hard

intensified, and he persistently bit down on her soft lip, enduring the pain. Eileen struggled

was like poison, addictively intoxicating.

then what is this? Is he kissing

Is there anything wrong with what she

to him

time, he also knew