Rebirth of the Wife in Despair

Chapter 243

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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 gone

not insane. She knew exactly

it might take a very

are you doing?”

cold voice echoed in the unlit living room. The next moment,

Blake light was so intense that it made her squint

walked over and smatched the scissors from

Find The

a very faint gaze. This time, he saw both worry

moment, it seemed as if he

face. I just want to

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 tearing out my own heart, wondering if it might case my pain a bit.

I’m doing, but I just can’t help myself. Eric, I’m not crazy; I’m just sick. I don’t know how to

it was

sank at

she had nowhere to vent were still there.

a long while. Eileen realized that she had become unexpectedly quiet.

blood-dripping

it was not just Eileen

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

“Feeling better now?”

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

tucked her loose hair behind her ear. Tll make breakfast for

“Just leave.”

then.” The best dish Eric could make was just

as if

of beef macaroni soup. He placed it on the table, then

some pasta into her bowl, then poured in some soup. Some of the soup trickled down the edge of the bowl, spilling onto the table.

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

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