Rebirth of the Wife in Despair by Tess Munoz

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TII take you to the Smith residence later. But if I find out your ve been fooling around with other men,

you won’t get away with it, understand?”

Eric felt an unexplainable wave of irritation as he watched her cry, tears streaming down her checks.

Pinching her chin, he forced her to look at him. “I will check…”

His eyes, as deep as the abyss, carried a potent, dangerous warning.

“Did you hear that? Speak up!”

Tears streamed down Eileen’s cheeks, staining his black shirt. Wearing a bitter smile, she inquired.

“What else can you do besides threatening me?”

“Why does it have to be me that you want to sleep with? You could have done it with Vera or even

Yvette. Why on earth did it have to be me?”

She pummeled his chest, each punch accompanied by falling tears.

Eric tenderly ran his fingers through her hair, allowing her to rest against his chest. As he lowered his

head to kiss her forehead, his eyes conveyed an intense emotion, brimming with a profound sense of

possessiveness.

“You may not be used to this now, but I’ll make you like it in the future…” Holding her hand, he planted

a kiss on it, and within his gaze, hidden from her view, there lay an unusual tenderness.

Eileen couldn’t allow this to continue between them before he took her virginity. It felt too disgusting.

This has to stop.

“Eileen, you’re still too young to understand. You’ll get it when you’re older. Shall we go grab something

to eat? What would you like?”

“I want to go back!”

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How about trying that restaurant you mentioned last time he suggested

Pri don’t make me repeat myself Im heading back to the Smith residence

Teen. I don’t want to get angry with you right now, so please behave Frie, seated in the dover’s seat

implored Like soothing a distressed child, his rough, calloused palm gently caressed her head, running

through the length of her hair.

Blissorze was not far from where they were. It was the same place she suggested dining at the last

time she went out for a meal with Yvette. However, they didn’t go there in the end Instead, they visited

a Japriumian restaurant where they indulged in plum wine.

I never expected him to still remember what I once mentioned… But does it matter? I’m just a passing

fancy for him. His current behavior is a response to my sudden disinterest, which causes him

discomfort His actions aren’t rooted in love or affection; it’s his possessiveness at play. Even if his

future doesn’t involve Vera, there’s still Yvette. Perhaps… in this lifetime, he might discover love with

Sarah as well. As the ty fades. I may find myself abandoned. Regardless of how many women he

encounters, how many l’eras exist, I won’t love him anymore. Even if it means I’m destined for solitude

until the end of my days, I won’t have any regrets or turn back.

In Blissorzo, Eric requested a private room, which made Eileen uneasy about what he migh: do to her

in such an isolated setting. Without much consideration, she blurted out to the waiter. “No need for a

private room; we’ll be fine in the main hall.”

Eric responded with a tender smile. “We’ll dine in the main hall, then. I’ll go along with her choice.”

“Please follow me.”

Eventually, they settled by the window in the hall, with Eileen taking the seat across from

Eric.

“Here’s some sage tea. Please enjoy, the waiter said.

“Thank you,” Eileen replied.

Eric casually flipped through the menu. Most of the options were simple home-style dishes, nothing

special.

“Take a look and decide what you’d like to eat. I’ll let you choose since you recommended this

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I ileen paid no attention to him, grabbing the menu herself and selecting a few of her favorite dishes.

The waiter, pen in hand, noted down her choices and then asked, “Miss, are three dishes enough for

two people?”

Eileen responded nonchalantly, “I don’t know what he would like to eat. Let him decide.”

“Okay.”

Their tastes differed, and Eric casually ordered a few random spicy dishes.

After the waiter left, Eric asked, “What? Are you still upset?”

Without sparing him a glance, Eileen replied, “Eric, I’ve gone to the mall with you, and now I’m here

dining with you. What more do you want from me? I’ve told you from the beginning-I don’t pose a threat

to you. If you want the Swan family, just take it. I genuinely. couldn’t care less. Once I graduate from

high school and complete university, I plan to return to Friyx for further studies in art. It’s possible I may

never come back in lifetime. Can you please just let me go? Consider it a good deed.”

my

Eric took hold of her hand, softly stroking the back of it. Her skin felt delicate and smooth, like a

newborn baby’s.

He hadn’t fully experienced enough of that sweet, intoxicating sensation. How could he allow her to

leave just like that?

“You were the one who provoked me first, Eileen. You used to love me the most. Don’t you feel happy

now that I love you back?”

“But I don’t want your love anymore!”

This kind of love is too shallow, causing me too much pain! His love led me astray and blinded me from

reality. It took my downfall for me to realize the truth! He’s not genuinely interested in me; instead, his

focus lies in power and status. He has nothing but wild ambitions. The only genuine love he has is for

Vera, not for me! Even the minimal kindness he shows is nothing more than a facade.