Rebirth of the Wife in Despair by Tess Munoz

Chapter 241 You Are Hurting Me

Nancy had returned once again.

Outside the door, Vera, who hadn’t left yet,

had been drained. leaning against the wall,rheard the conversation inside. She felt as if all her strength

She covered her mouth with both hands, not daring to make at

sound. Her eyes were filled with terror as if she had discovered some horrifying secret..

Vera had never known that Eric had been harboring so many secrets.

Has he ever taken a life before!

Why does he want to harm me?

No… That can’t be true!

In Vera’s memory, Eric was the one who, when she was on the brink of starvation, would kneel down

and beg others just to get her a bowl of rice to eat.

That Eric who adopted stray animals. Even though he was adopted by the Swan family, he donated his

own money to the orphanage every year, providing for the children’s education. There was no way he

could have done such thing

Vera didn’t know how she ended up back in her room, sitting on her bed for a long time without

snapping back to reality

After ending the call. the man turned around to look at the glowing screen on the desk.

By the time Eileen had finished tending to his wounds, the day had already dawned. After a night of

torrential rain and fierce winds, the ground was littered with broken branches and fallen leaves, a scene

of

utter chaos.

Mary walked in. Ms. Eileen, you should take a break 100. You’ve been busy all night and haven’t really

rested. I just checked. The signal is back. I made the call, and they said they’ll be liere soon

Eileen stood up, her body swaying slightly. Mary quickly stepped in to steady her.

The fever has subsided, and there’s nothing else major to worry about. If he wakes up, tell him I’ve

gone

out.”

“Alright, then,” Mary said again, “Breakfast is ready, Ms. Eileen. How about we eat something? It will

make your stomach feel better.”

“Wait for him to pick him up, and you should take a couple of days off. It’s been a while since you’ve

been home,” said Eileen as she turned and left the room.

After hearing her say this, how could Mary ignore her?

Mary quickly went downstairs to prepare a few dishes. She put them in glass bowls and sealed them

with lids. Fearing she might forget, she stuck a reminder note on the refrigerator.

Mary wasn’t particularly educated, her skills were limited to cooking a few dishes. She used to work as

a housekeeper, but people often complained about her being clumsy and careless. Her sperch was

coarse

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and unrefined. After a few days, people would no longer want her services.

This job was the one she had held the longest. It was also the most relaxed, and the pay was high as

well.

After receiving the money, she made sure everything was properly arranged. Although she couldn’t

write, she drew patterns on it.

It depicted a little figure holding a bowl, symbolizing the act of eating

Once everything was tidied up, someone conveniently rang the doorbell.

Mary wiped her hands, pressed the intercom button and upon hearing the voice on the other end, she

let the person in

Fabian was also weary from his travels. After escorting Nancy back to Jeahron, he received a phone

call on his way back to Hulbury,

“Where is he now?”

Mary stated. Mr. Smith is currently in Ms. Eileen’s room. She has asked that you come and take him

away immediately and kindly refrain from visiting in the future.”

Fabian pursed his lips. What else did Ms. Eileen say?”

Mary replied, “Ms. Eileen has already left. She instructed you to take him to the hospital immediately.”

Fabian nodded his head. Thank you.

He hurriedly ascended the stairs. When Fabian reached Eileen’s room, he saw the unconscious figure

lying on the bed. half his body swathed in bandages. He realized something was seriously wrong.

Without wasting a moment, he pulled back the covers, helped the man up, and quickly led him

downstairs.

Mary also returned to her room to pack her things, preparing to leave and go and check on her old man

back home.

Eileen watched from upstairs as Fabian left with Jasper.

Drawing the curtains and changing the sheets on the bed, after a night of exluustion, Eileen barely hit

the pillow before falling fast asleep.

Unsure of how long she had slept, Eileen was awakened by a pungent, unpleasant smell of alcohol. In

her daze, she felt as if something was pressing down on her, making it hard for her to breathe. She felt

a chilling touch around her neck.

“Urgh, she groaned in discomfort.

Just as she was about to speak, her voice suddenly choked off. The kiss came like a sudden storm, a

hand lifting the hem of her dress, reaching in. Another hand covered the… fair skin on her chest,

wantonly ravishing it.

Eileen had always been more mature than other people from a young age, a fact that was simply

impossible to ignore.

The mass raressed her forcefully.

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It was as if he did not know the first thing about being gentle with women.

All Eileen could do was let out a pained whimper.

The pain gradually brought her back to consciousness, the biting chill enveloping her.

Even if the room was pitch black, the feeling Eric gave her was all too familiar.

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He always enjoyed teasing her, especially when she was asleep. He would gradually increase his

intensity until he made her cry.

Every time she cried out for mercy, he didn’t stop. On the contrary, it only made him more excited,

relentlessly demanding more from her.

She would go

> from feeling completely weak to wholeheartedly cooperating with him.

Eileen had no idea how he got in. After all, she had already replaced the front door with a security door

and had changed the password a long time ago.

Her hands kept smacking the man, her voice muffled. “Enough… Enough!”

Her voice could be perceived as her playfully teasing him.

Eric had no intention of letting her go. He unbuckled the metal clasp at his waist, pulled down the

zipper, and continued kissing until he had his fill.

Eric suddenly let her go, controlling Eileen’s wrists with one hand and raising them above her head. His

voice, tinged with a hint of hurried panung, sounded seductive in her ear. “Will you help me, hmm?”

Eileen’s chest heaved violently. She could feel the enormous object between her legs, rubbing up and

down..

Eric once said that she was like a masterpiece. No matter how many times he had been with her, she

still felt as fresh as the first time.

He once expressed that he would rather die for her.

In the end, one of them had to be left breathless in bed, metaphorically speaking.

He was always the one left half-dead after each torment

Regarding his stamina… The longest encounter occurred when Eileen, from his previous life, desired

to conceive a child with him. She secretly lit an arousing candle that could ignite one’s emotions and

desires.

From that point on, they never parted ways, continuing for three days and three nights, regardless of

the

circumstances.

That was the closest Eileen had ever come to experiencing death.

Whether in her past life or the present, Eileen simply couldn’t handle his magnitude.

“I don’t want this, Eric.. Please stop, you’re hurting me.

“Can we approach this differently this time? Could you assist me… hum?” Perhaps it was the wine he

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consumed that made his voice gentle yet enchanting. Even without seeing, one could sense the

burning. fire in his eyes.

His rough thumb tenderly traced Eileen’s lips, lingering as if hesitant to move away.

Eileen clenched her teeth in resentment. “Eric, don’t make me engage in such repulsive acts. What

exactly do you want? I told you, don’t come back”

Eric simply disregarded her words. Instead, he gently nibbled on her earlobe. “May I use my hand?

Hmm?”

“Get off. Im in pain!”

In an instant. Eric abruptly sat up. He leaned over to switch on a bedside lamp, casting a dim light..

And beneath the illumination. Eileen’s long hair flowed like a waterfall, loosely spread across the bed…

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