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 mad.”

She knew

and it might… it might take

are you

a cold voice echoed in the unlit living room. The next moment, Eric turned on the

so intense that it made

smatched the scissors

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with a very faint gaze. This time, he

as if he could explode

face. I just want to case

I’ve even thought about tearing out my own heart, wondering if

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

if it was spoken to his

sank

pulled into an embrace. The emotions she had nowhere to vent were

after a long while. Eileen realized that

was cull holding the blood-dripping scissors

it was not just Eileen who

Eileen’s wound, which was quite superficial. Given that the scissors

“Feeling better now?”

face was

behind her ear. Tll make breakfast for you.

“Just leave.”

The best dish Eric

also very calm, as if nothing had ever

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

Some of the soup trickled down the

her 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

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His hand was cut by the shards he picked up. When he looked up at her, Eileen instinctively stepped back in

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