Rebirth of the Wife in Despair

Chapter 116 Just Playing Around

“Stop right there!”

There were fifteen minutes left. Eileen was about to head upstairs when she heard a roar echo from somewhere.

Shortly after, two people walked out from the entrance of the residential area. Elm had a cigarette in his hand, and chasing behind him was a stunning young lady who had styled her hair in long, wavy curls and was wearing a knitted maxi dress.

The young lady caught up with Elm and slapped him across the face. “Elm, you’re nothing but scum! What gives you the right to break up with me? Do you think you can send me away with just a text message? What do you take me for? A plaything you can summon and dismiss at your whim?”

Instead of getting angry, Elm smiled. He tossed away the cigarette in his hand and slipped his hands into his pockets. “I’m just fooling around. When I’m bored, I quit.”

Under the streetlights, the Blake light sprinkled on Elm’s head. As the gentle breeze blew, the stray strands of hair on his forehead covered his attractive, almond-shaped eyes. Half his face swelled up quickly, and a handprint appeared almost instantly.

“To be honest, I’m not interested in women who throw themselves at me. Maybe you should look for someone else!”

The elegantly dressed young lady pulled out a bottle of water from her bag and furiously poured it over Elm’s head. “Just you wait. My dad won’t let you off easily.”

Then, she threw the bottle aside and left quickly, leaving behind the disheveled Elm.

He shook the water off his head and swept his hair back.

I don’t think his girlfriend looked like this when I saw her the other time… Eileen was enjoying the show before her when, unexpectedly, the man looked in her direction.

His gaze seemed to ask if she enjoyed what she saw.

She calmly met his gaze for a few seconds. Then, she turned around, stepped into the elevator, and pressed the button to go upstairs, all while feigning composure.

“Entering 810214, the password lock indicated a successful entry. That string of numbers for the door lock was Vera’s birth date.

She had memorized it after seeing Eric enter it once earlier that day.

Opening the door, she noticed the lights in the living room were still on, yet no one was around.

They must’ve been left on for me.

and comfortable bed. She walked to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator, intending to drink a glass of milk. But at the thought that she was still on her period, she ultimately

When she glanced at the screen, she found a text message

texted: You

messages sent on different dates. She grabbed a washed cucumber from the refrigerator and started munching on it as she casually crafted a message: My house

lamp stood illuminated in

clicked on the send button, she deleted the original text in the

that the message had been sent successfully.

pajamas, the man sat on his bed. A book on how to suppress

the response he received. She’s

the bed, his hands holding medicine and a glass of water. Then, he knocked on the

Jasper uttered.

get some rest now. Here’s your medicine.”

another message from

the

cup from

think… she’s doing right now?”

Ms. Eileen should’ve just returned from her extracurricular class. She went to Primas Plaza to practice golf today. Mr. Wright was the one who sent

is he?” Jasper frowned slightly. “Never mind.

Mr. Jasper.”

leave now. I want to

“Okay.”

Jasper picked

hopes

crashing toward the painting

from the room,

of the company’s affairs. If it collapses now, it would be detrimental to him! Mr. Jasper can sit securely in his high position not only because he has the support of Old Mr. and Mrs. Smith but also that of ex-Mrs. Friedman. Nothing

it’s time

Jasper. By the time she hung up the phone and finished her nightly routine,

Sharon had already finished preparing breakfast. Eric also woke up earlier than usual and

both didn’t say a word, yet the atmosphere was

a glass bottle and placed it in front of Eileen, along with the

hot. Remember to drink