Chapter 110
Rebirth of the Wife in Despair
Chapter 110 Where Do I Stay
When Eileen woke up, it was already the weekend of the following day. It felt as if she had experienced
a catastrophe in her dreams. The pajamas she wore were almost soaked, and her body was burning
up like a furnace.
Mary, breathing heavily, carried the oatmeal upstairs. Climbing up to the fifth floor was no easy task for
an old woman like her. When she saw Eileen sitting on the bed, lost in thought with a vacant look in her
eyes, she couldnât tell what Eileen was thinking.
Eileen hadnât even noticed when Mary entered. It was only when she heard Maryâs voice that she
turned around.
âMs. Eileen, youâve been asleep for a whole day and night. Please eat something!â Mary said.
Eileen looked at Mary with teary eyes. âWhat did the police say to Dad when they came yesterday?â
Mary replied, âI didnât understand what they were saying either! But they assured me that they would
handle the situation for you. Mr. Swanâ wonât let the man who threatened you with a knife get away with
it.â
Eileen looked away, her eyelashes trembling as she glanced at the bandaged gauze on the back of her
hand. Without much thought, she had already guessed Hectorâs fate. Dad will surely make him pay a
thousandfold. Even if he ends up in prison, he will be in utter despair. But thereâs nothing I can do about
it.
Eileen carefully sipped her oatmeal. She couldnât apply too much force with her hand as it would strain
her stitches, making eating a bit of a struggle.
As Mary left the room, Eileen noticed that a significant amount of furniture was missing. The paintings
that once adorned the walls were gone.
âMary, where are my paintings?â Eileen asked.
Mary suddenly remembered something. âSince you moved in, there have been frequent dangerous
situations. The gentleman said itâs because of the poor feng shui of the house. Wel need to renovate
the room in a few days.â
Eileenâs hand, holding the bowl, visibly trembled. âIf the room is being renovated, where am I supposed
to live?â
âYou might have to stay at Mr. Snowâs house for a few days,â Mary answered.
Clang!
Mary didnât expect such a strong reaction from Eileen. The bowl of oatmeal she was holding, barely
touched, was thrown, shattering into pieces on the floor.
Eileen had initially thought it was just a joke from Will, but she didnât expect it to be true.
During lunchtime, Mary had already packed Eileenâs suitcase.
Sitting at the dining table, surrounded by a feast of delicious dishes, Eileen could only eat the oatmeal
in her bowl. She lowered her head, took a few spoonfuls, and said, âDad, does it have to be Ericâs
house? I could stay in Veraâs room. Or I could move to Maryâs room. I can manage for a few days.â
Will lifted his eyes slightly, his expression turning serious. âDuring this period, Elsie and I need to go out
for a while. With me not at home, there wonât be anyone to look after you. If you stay at Ericâs place,
there will be someone to watch over you, which will ease my worries a bit.â
âI-I can take care of myself.â
âHow are you going to do that? Itâs precisely because no one has been supervising you that youâve
been acting recklessly, even changing classes without permission. I havenât even dealt with that issue
yet! You better behave yourself during this period and stop causing trouble for Eric. Thatâs final.
Someone will come to pick you up later.â
There was nothing Eileen could do to change the situation.
Elsie, trying to mediate, said, âAlright. Thereâs no need to be so harsh. Eileen simply doesnât want to
leave home: She didnât want any of this to happen. Eileen, when we return, the house renovation
should be almost complete. Then your father and I will come to pick you up.â
With a melancholic nod, Eileen didnât say anything more.
Around one in the afternoon, Gavin came to pick her up,
Mary had packed all her belongings, filling several large boxes, and completely emptied her
room.
Eileen didnât bring much with her, only some everyday skincare products and clothes for changing.
Unexpectedly, even those items required five large suitcases, and pulling them all at once was quite
strenuous.
Eileen would rather stay at school, but there was a holiday the following week. After Christmas, New
Yearâs Eve would be next.
Arriving at Euphoria Condominium, Eileen saw Sharon and Vera waiting downstairs since early
morning.
As soon as the car stopped, Sharon hurriedly approached and opened the back passenger door.
When Eileen stepped out of the car, Sharon grabbed her injured hand, her face full of concern. âLet me
see! You poor thing. How did you get hurt again?â
âIâm fine. It doesnât hurt at all. Itâs just a little scrape, and itâll heal in a few days,â Eileen replied.
Vera walked over and said, âEileen, your room is ready. However, I hope you donât mind sharing a room
with me. Iâm not sure if youâll like how Iâve arranged itâ¦â She affectionately took hold of Eileenâs wrist
as she spoke.
âAlright.â Eileenâs face showed no particular emotion. From childhood to adulthood, she had always
been alone in her own room. She was not accustomed to living with others.
Entering the condominium, Vera told Eileen the door lock code. They saw that an additional bed had
been added to Veraâs room.
The bed sheets and duvet covers were all purchased by Sharon according to Eileenâs preferences, all
in soft, pastel colors. There was also a pink teddy bear on the head of the bed, a birthday gift she had
wanted.
Vera also had an identical one, placed in the same position.
Living under someone elseâs roof, Eileen didnât have the right to express her dislikes. âThank you. I
really like it.â
Vera cheerfully said, âIâm glad you like it. Sharon and I were worried that you might not. Youâre still not
well, so you should rest. Sharon and I can take care of the luggage.â
Eileenâs lips curved into a faint smile. âIâm fine now. I can take care of myself.â
âLet me assist you!â
Eileen nodded without refusing. It seemed impolite to refuse.
Once everything was organized, Eileenâs clothes occupied more than half of the wardrobe, leaving
barely any room for the/books.
Eileen apologized, âI brought too much. Iâll just put the rest on the floor for now!â
âAlright! When the time comes, Iâll have Eric buy a bookshelf and bring it over.â
âThatâs not necessary,â Eileen politely replied.
âItâs absolutely necessary! You donât know how much I wish I had a sister. We could share all
the good things together. We could watch movies together, share good booksâ¦â
After spending over two hours, everything was finally organized.
Eileen wasted no time. She spread out her books and began studying. She hadnât had the chance to
work on the workbooks that Jacob had given her last time.
Vera sat next to her, also starting to work on her homework. Whenever they encountered problems
they didnât understand, they would ask each other for help.
Sharon was cooking, and it wasnât until she entered the room and saw the two of them working hard
that she felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction, as if she had two daughters at the same time.
âItâs time for Eileen to eat.â
Eileen glanced at the time. It was just before six oâclock, yet outside, the sky had already turned
completely dark.
âSure. You guys start eating! Iâll join you as soon as I finish this question.â
Vera glanced at Eileen, then turned around and said to Sharon with a gentle smile, âWeâll come in a
little while.â