Rebirth of the Wife in Despair

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Every time she was with him, Eileen found herself recalling things she thought she had forgotten but somehow still remembered.

In the past… how did she alleviate these inner torments?

The answer was to inflict pain upon herself, using physical suffering to counteract the sorrow within.

Even though it was self-harm there was no sensation, only a greater sense of pleasure.

Eileen found a pair of scissors in the kitchen and cut a wound on her small arm. The first time, it didn’t bleed, but oh how her heart ached even more!

During the second attempt, blood was shed….

The droplet of blood that emerged fell into the pool, its color diffusing into the water before flowing into the drain

Eileen’s mouth curved into a smile.

In the pitch-black room, her laughter resembled that of a tormented spirit.

Then, there was the third time….

Because physical pain lessened the agony of the mind.

Watching the blood slowly drip down, Eileen found a perverse satisfaction. With each drop of blood that flowed, she felt a sense of release.

When Eric saw her self-harming, there was no worry or sadness in his eyes as he discovered her. Instead, he picked up the knife, grabbed her hand, and forcefully made another cut in the same spot.

It was deep enough to see the bone.

Later, due to excessive blood loss, she passed out.

When she woke up, she found herself locked up

said, “She’s

not insane. She knew exactly what she was doing

it might… it might take a very long time for her to slowly heal

are you doing?”

a cold voice echoed in the unlit living room. The

that it

smatched the scissors from her

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at him with a very faint gaze. This time, he

on her. The next moment, it seemed as if he could explode with anger at any time. Do you really want to

smile, tears trickled down Eileen’s face. I just want to

know what to do anymore! Eric! I’ve always been diligent about taking my medicine and getting a good night’s sleep. But I… I’m really feeling awful. I’ve even thought about

exactly what I’m doing, but I just can’t help myself. Eric, I’m not crazy; I’m just sick.

sentence. It was as if it was spoken to his past

sank

to vent were still there. In the

a long while. Eileen realized that she had become

holding the blood-dripping scissors

seemed like it was not just

which was quite superficial. Given that the scissors were sterilized daily. there was

“Feeling better now?”

to excessive blood loss, her face was visibly pale. She

Tll make

“Just leave.”

then.” The best dish Eric could

very calm, as if nothing had ever

bowl of beef macaroni soup. He placed it on the table, then turned around to fetch a sinaller bowl. It was for her.

soup trickled down the edge of

hand. However, she threw it in front of him, and the bowl shattered. The soup and pasta spilled all over the floor. “Can’t you see? It’s because of you that I’ve become like this? Just keep your distance from me, and I won’t be reminded of the pain, let alone harm myself. Please go! I’m

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get angry. Instead, he patiently cleaned up. His hand was cut by the shards he picked up. When he looked up at her, Eileen instinctively stepped back in fear, as if Eric would do something to

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