Rebirth of the Wife in Despair

Chapter 228 A Small Act Of Revenge

“Stop meddling in my affairs from now on, and there’s no need for you to pretend to care

either.”

Eric’s gaze fell on a nearby bucket used for washing paintbrushes. Soaking inside it was a mobile phone, its battery already removed and swollen from the water.

He rose and walked over to the curtains. With a swift motion, he drew them open, letting the light flood in. Eileen, who hadn’t seen the sun for several days, shielded her eyes from the blinding light, squinting. “What are you doing? Close the curtains!” she suddenly snapped.

“You have one hour to clean yourself up, then you’re coming back with me.”

“Eric, have you lost your mind? Why should I go back? That place is not my home anymore. It’s your home with Vera. And if my guess is correct, Sharon is also on your side, isn’t she? She has been secretly adding drugs to the milk I’ve been drinking all these

years.

The moment she saw him, she was reminded of those facts, those unbearable truths. Eileen dropped the paintbrush in her hand, her head throbbing painfully as she clutched her hair. She got up and walked to the table, swallowing several pills that could suppress her emotions. With reddened eyes, she looked at him. “I beg you, don’t come here anymore. I hate you, Eric! I hate you! You’ve ruined everything for me! You’ve tormented me like this!”

Without even bothering to put on her shoes, she rushed back to the room. With a forceful. bang, she shut the door.

Eric’s deep eyes were fixed on the tightly closed door. At this moment, he didn’t even know what he was thinking!

His mind was a tangled mess of jumbled thoughts and emotions.

Eileen returned to her room, curling up in her bed. She felt as if she was trapped in an abyss, unable to find her way out no matter how hard she tried.

Later, tired from crying, she wanted to sleep. She thought that a good sleep would make things better. Perhaps she could even dream of her mother in her sleep.

But ever since she lost her wallet and the photos inside it, Eileen hadn’t dreamed of her mother for a long time.

Eileen swallowed five of the pills she kept by her bedside. Nowadays, she could only rely on these methods to make herself feel a bit better.

This time, it seemed as if she had dreamt of her mother, and in the haze, she could also hear her mother’s voice.

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She was dressed in a beige knitted dress, her hair neatly done up. Although her face was not clearly visible, she could feel the warmth of being held in her mother’s arms.

If sleeping meant being with her mother, Eileen wished she would never wake up for the rest

of her life.

falling to the ground. He knocked on the door, but there was no

man forcefully kicked open the door to

floor and the gloomy room. met his eyes. Without a second thought, Eric lifted the covers, picked up the person from

from the showerhead, causing Eileen to shiver from the chill. She opened her eyes in a daze, only to see a multitude

around her as he tilted her forward. His fingers pried open her mouth, digging at the back of her throat.

out.”

to eat, along with some stomach acid. After dealing with this, Eric, who was a bit of a clean freak, casually tossed her into the large wooden tub. He then proceeded to give her a bath, using hot

seen her body before, after

he carried her out of the bathroom.

“Cold…”

the wardrobe, then brought

with it.

smell good. Being a man who couldn’t tolerate the

Eileen felt as if she was in a furnace.

her waist. At this moment, Eileen seemed to realize something. She turned and saw someone lying next to her, and neither of them was

a swift kick, she sent the man on

THE

Thud!

body with the quilt, and reached over to switch

without any warning, Eric felt

eyes,

bold, huh?” The man stood up. In a fluster, Eileen averted her refusing to look at the ugly thing hanging between his

around his lower body. His upper body, muscular and perfect, showcased his abs.

him to be so agreeable

of bed, closed the door, and went to the wardrobe to get

time it took effect, she had almost forgotten how Eric ended up

and she moved to the living room to finish the painting she had

saw a notification about a painting competition and decided to sign up.

seven in the evening, representatives from the

hour and a half

with him. Having

she finished her painting in the last

from the window.

he didn’t understand art, he could still perceive that this painting was brimming with light and

knock at the door and assumed it must be

organizers.

dry before carefully

reaching the door and opening it, she discovered Gavin