Rebirth of the Wife in Despair

Outside the hospital, the sycamore tree stood tall and lush, its branches filled with leaves. A few sparrows were perched on a branch, their heads tucked into their wings, likely due to the cold weather.

The weather outside was as cold as Jasper’s icy and assertive tone.

“I won’t agree to breaking up!” he declared.

Eileen crossed her arms, averted her gaze, and turned around. “That’s not what I meant,” she clarified. “What I’m suggesting is that we give each other some time. There are things we need to figure out. When we’re apart, we should also contemplate whether we truly are right for each other! Romantic relationships can’t accommodate a third person. When you knew Nancy was in danger, you chose to save her. From that, I know you haven’t let go of what happened in the past with her. I’m not devoid of emotions. You and I are the same in that regard. We both wish to be the only ones that matter in each other’s eyes.”

With a slight smile playing at the corners of her lips, Eileen added, “Why don’t you go and ask her directly? If there’s a misunderstanding, it might just resolve your inner turmoil. Regardless, we will always be like we were in the beginning.”

His gaze remained fixed on Eileen, unwavering. Eileen, in turn, also maintained her gaze, creating an eerily silent atmosphere.

In reality, she said this for the sake of both of them. It was better to resolve all past issues now before they became too deeply entangled with each other.

Otherwise, with Nancy constantly trying to come between them, their days would be filled with unrest.

This would also spare her from further humiliation.

If Jasper liked her yet couldn’t let go of his past feelings for Nancy, how was that any different from emotional infidelity?

Fabian broke the silence, stepping forward to say, “Ms. Eileen, the situation is not as you perceive it to be. Since what’s done is done, Mr. Smith will never look back. You should trust him.”

“Is that really so?” Eileen’s few words, along with her clear eyes that seemed to see through everything, made his heart skip a beat.

“There are things that I’m fully aware of. Whether it’s during the New Year period, going abroad, or leaving in the middle of the night to see her, if all these can’t prove that you can’t truly let go of her, then I… I don’t know what else to say. I’ve already asked my father to come

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over and handle my discharge procedures. He should be here soon.”

stood up. “Is this what you really want?”

earnestly, “Yes!”

you wish.” With that,

oppressive atmosphere dissipated along with his

returned to the

to pick her up. Eileen

the expenses had been paid,

for treating

her discharge from the

“Eileen, feel free to reach out to me anytime for

of the bus stop, Eileen subsequently tossed the business card she

she herself knew her own situation.

would find her

looked at the slender figure boarding the bus. He held hist phone to his ear and was on a call. “Your girlfriend has discharged herself from the hospital. But it seems like she had an argument with Jasper today. She handled the discharge. procedures all by herself. Isn’t this a great opportunity for

could receive a response, the call abruptly ended from the other

by the scent of fresh grass mixed with earth. The balcony door was left open. As Eileen stepped inside, she saw that the plants on the

school uniform, clearly not hers, casually thrown

of Elm. She walked over and picked up the school uniform, wondering how he was doing

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this room held more memories of her and Elm together. He would cook in the kitchen or study and do his homework at the dining

more than a week had

hadn’t stepped out of her room. even once, and she was completely unaware of what

sitting cross-legged on the floor in front of the couch while using her art to numb herself. Sometimes, she would paint for an

go to sleep. When she felt hungry, she would simply whip up something to

touched anything related to

hand brushed against the glass, and it was only then Eileen noticed

running her fingers through her hair that hadn’t been washed for days. She was a

of freshly boiled water, she remembered that it was time to take her

antidepressants. She didn’t know when she would finally

could it be considered as her having