Rebirth of the Wife in Despair

Chapter 219 There Is A Difference

That night was destined to be a sleepless night..

The night wind rustled the heavy curtains. Eileen emerged from the bathroom, drying her hair with a towel. She walked over to the bedside table, attempting to charge her broken. phone. The screen had a crack in it. It had been fine during the day, but now the charging was intermittent.

Suddenly, a call notification popped up. The familiar phone number made her heart tighten.

She didn’t answer. Instead, she watched the phone automatically disconnect again and again.

She thought they would give up, but then messages kept coming for several days.

One read: I know you don’t go to bed this early.

Another wrote: You’re misbehaving again, Eileen.

Another message read: Answer the phone! Otherwise, I don’t mind making a personal visit to the Smith residence.

Eileen held her breath, her heartbeat pounding along with it.

She quickly received another video.

It was in the car….

He sent another message saying: You don’t want it to be seen by others either, right? Good girl.

When exactly did he take the picture?

She simply had no idea.

Eileen felt as if her entire body had plunged into an ice cellar, a wave of coldness enveloping

her

Buzz’ Buzz’ Buzz!

The phone vibrated He had called again.

After waiting for half a minute, just as the call was about to end. Fileen finally answered the phone

With as calm a voue as possible he asked “What exactly are you trying for de

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Eileen heard the sound of the shower from his end. His breathing was also very heavy.

Little did she know, Eric was lying in the cold bathtub, using the bone-chilling water to quench the unquenchable desire within him.

murky water, a solid object stood

in his hand, it stirred up ripples on

a piece of text. Read

Eileen read it, her expression turned awkward. This was because the text Eric had sent was from the twenty-seventh chapter of The Vine of Desire, specifically the part about the grapevine.

they were put together, Eileen could only feel her face flushing red with

too far.”

not a fool, as she knew what the person on the phone

just because you’re in the Smith residence! Nancy

to prick Eileen’s heart, realizing that Eric knew

phone fell silent

up and read!”

word by word. “In the brocade tent, an intense atmosphere radiated from under the embroidered quilt.

harp. The lingering melody wrapped around the room and

the man on the other end of the phone, Eileen wished she could cover her ears to avoid his

hour passed, and just as the last sound fell,

she hung up

the night another call came through Edeen didn

who it was.

Eric’s number. How could he still manage to get through from the

thought, Eileen drifted off to sleep in her bed.

at

and descended the stairs, where the housekeeper had already

Smith come

probably still sleeping.”

went to wake him up earlier, there was no one in his room.”

thought about how Jasper had already left last night

Eileen’s face. “He

“I see.”

house, she felt a sense of unease in her

wonder if it’s because the exam is tomorrow.

why I’m feeling

Petalburg High School

for class

nothing, but something big happened in Primas Plaza yesterday. It seems like Chandler was killed by someone. I saw it all. I was right there in Primas Plaza, but I had no idea who was responsible. Police cars and ambulances were everywhere. I overheard

scene.”

to end up getting beaten so badly?”

into the group of girls who had just started chatting. She was holding an

see who he was holding?

hair in his arms, who was also wearing a black coat. The paparazzi didn’t manage to capture the woman’s face clearly, only a vague profile. Judging from her figure, she didn’t

the same magazine in