Rebirth of the Wife in Despair by Tess Munoz

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Chapter 13 Elm Smith, Her Worst Nemesis!

School at Petalburg started a little later than usual, at nine in the morning.

Eileen walked to her classroom. She looked at the classmates around her, and realized that she only

knew a few of their names.

The bell rang, and Eileen got into her seat.

Just as she had sat down, Eileen saw a few students looking her way.

Some of them were murmuring, “That’s Elm’s seat. She’s got some nerve, sitting there!”

“Has she lost her mind after being sick for just a few days?”

What? Elm?

Eileen looked down at her desk. It was clean and neat, without a single book in sight. She got to her

feet at once. How could this be Elm’s seat? She had always sat in the second to last row!

Right?

Right on cue, Elm appeared at the door. His uniform was draped loosely on his, his tie askew and his

bag slung over one shoulder. He was staring at Eileen coldly, grinding his teeth. It made Eileen’s hair

stand.

There were two of his loyal sidekicks right behind him, Charlie Good and Albert Roberts.

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Elm Smith, her worst nemesis!

He was the school rascal no one dared to mess with.

He could do whatever he wanted in school. Eileen had never started a conversation with him, their only

interactions consisting of Elm talking to her first.

The latter happened purely because Elm simply did not like Eileen. Yes, it was that simple.

Eileen spotted Walsh pointing at a seat by the window, and realized that the classroom had swapped

the seats during the time she had been sick.

She drew a deep breath, walking to her proper seat.

Elm had a known hot temper. He walked up to his desk, kicking it to the corner in one swift move. The

metal drawer dented from the gesture.

Everyone else in class got a fright from the noise, some of the classmates around becoming unwilling

victims as well.

“Elm, where are you going now?”

Albert slapped Charlie’s shoulder. “Where else? He just doesn’t want to see her!”

Charlie walked up to Eileen’s seat, kicking her chair. Eileen, what are you doing here instead of just

staying at home? I swear to god, I’ll be the first to put out a warrant for your family when I’ve graduated.

You and that good-for-nothing dad of yours will be in jail before you know it, just you wait!”

He fixed his tie haughtily as he spoke.

Eileen raised her eyes, looking the two boys up and down.

Charlie was able to talk such a big talk because his father was chief of the CIA. This man was a

terrifying force, even Will preferred to stay out of his way. The Good family had been eyeing Will like a

hawk, waiting for something they could penalize him for.

As for Willow, he came from a family of lawyers. His father was the country’s most powerful judge, and

his mother was a top lawyer as well.

These two were a nightmare to Eileen.

She did not react much to Charlie’s threats, nodding confidently instead. “Good speech, very righteous!

I think Will Swan is a good-for-nothing as well. I hope you get it done eventually, and cause his

downfall!”

Charlie stopped short, his expression darkening with rage. He pointed at Eileen, unable to say a word.

Albert saw that Elm was missing from sight, and yanked an indignant Charlie away in search of Elm at

once.

The three of them were experts at skipping school. There was nothing the teachers could do, and

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there. was little use in calling their parents as well. Thus, the class teacher usually turned a blind eye to

their ministrations.

Eileen did not know in her past life what she had done for Elm to treat her this way. She had never

started any trouble, simply defending herself if someone confronted her.

She had a nasty temper, about as bad as Elm’s.

That Eileen was now gone, her bad temper nowhere to be seen.

The first class was math. Eileen took out her exam papers- she had scored eight marks out of a

hundred and two.

God, she had really done badly.

Eileen took a closer look at the questions, and realized that they weren’t even that difficult.

Most of the questions were ones she was able to solve. Eileen took out a red ballpoint pen, and began

solving the questions she had gotten wrong one by one.

She glanced at the desk that had been kicked over, left just like that. She still had one last chance

during the semester to change classes, and it would take her working hard to get good results for that

to happen.

As for the entrance exams, she already had a university she wanted to go to in mind.

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