Chapter 127
Rebirth of the Wife in Despair
Chapter 127 I Cannot Thank You Enough
There she noticed another book pressed under his hand, which were the notes he had copied. Eileen
tilted her head to look at the words he had written on the notebook. His handwriting was neat and
elegant. She had expected his handwriting to be as âwildâ as his personality, but to her surprise, it was
even more beautiful than hers.
In truth, she had intended to give him the notebook. Eileen didnât expect him to copy her notes, so she
simply decided to do it for him.
Itâs good that he has copied it all over again. It will help him remember it better.
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Eileen attempted to wake him up. If he continued sleeping, he would be locked inside the school.
After a while, she remembered that he was sick.
Right then, Eileen noticed something. At the top right corner of his desk, there was a pink thermos and
a pill. Elm hadnât touched them.
Eileen called out several times, but he gave no response. It wasnât until she brushed aside his messy
bangs to check his temperature that he reacted.
He has a high fever!
The next moment, the sleeping Elm suddenly opened his eyes. Eileen looked at him. indifferently, their
eyes locked for a few seconds.
The atmosphere was eerily silent until Eileen withdrew her hand and spoke first. âI just happened to be
passing by. Do you want me to take you to the hospital?â
âWhy are you such a busybody?â The voice was deep and husky, devoid of warmth.
Eileen didnât disagree with him.
As he wasnât wrong, she didnât feel angry. She nodded and said, âThe school is about to close.
Remember to go back early.â
Eileen turned around and left the classroom without a second glance.
âDamn, such melodrama!â
Elm wasnât sure if he was talking about himself or about Eileen.
A few minutes later, Elm clutched the strap of his backpack and slung his bag over his shoulder. Three
buttons of his school uniform were undone, revealing a black short-sleeved
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shirt underneath. He no longer had his previous air of confidence and enthusian. Now he looked
defeated like a dog that had fallen into the water, with his ears drooping. In the wa he followed behind
Eileen at a leisurely pace.
At that hour, the lights in all the school buildings along the main street had been turned t leaving only
the streetlights on. The street was rather desolate at night, with hardly anyone around, and all the
shops had closed for the day.
âYou donât need to follow me anymore. You can take a taxi back on your own.â
âTake me to the hospital.â
Huh?
âWhatâs wrong? Do you not understand what Iâm saying?â
Didnât he just accuse me of being nosy? Now, he needs my help, yet he still puts on airs?
Eileen heaved a deep sigh, ultimately choosing not to comment.
She couldnât understand his attitude towards her and was truly puzzled. How could someone who
despised me so much be willing to go all out to save me?
âButton up your clothes. Itâs quite chilly tonight. Donât let your condition worsen.â
âI canât be bothered. Cut the crap. Letâs go,â he said, his tone feeble, yet his words were undeniably
harsh.
With a sense of resignation. Eileen picked up her backpack and reached out to fasten his buttons.
Under the streetlight, Elm slightly lowered his head. A fleeting emotion flashed through his rebellious
gaze. He wrapped his scarf around his neck again, a scarf that still held her sweet lingering scent.
After all was done, Eileen said, âGoing to the hospital is too much of a hassle. Let me take you
somewhere else.â
Eileen didnât think much of what she was doing, as she was used to it.
Learning how to take care of someone meticulously wasnât a big deal.
However, in Elmâs eyes, it was entirely different. To him, it seemed like an unspoken message, one that
caused his heart to throb.
âMm-hmm.â he responded.
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Kiteerd How could she do this to my brother! How dare she mingle with this bastard! I canât tolerate
this. Ineed to get out of the carâ¦
cro the street, not far from the school gate, a black Audi was parked. Yvette sat in the passenger,
looking at the scene with indignation.
Entry up and follow them. Iâm curious to see what they are going to do next!â
Erie couldnât stand Yvetteâs fuss. However, partly due to his own intention, he followed the pair by
stepping on the accelerator slowly.
Watching the pair in front of her, Yvette captured the scene with her phone as evidence.
Soon, the pair disappeared into a narrow alley. It was pitch black inside, so narrow that a car couldnât
make its way through.
Yvette was upset and said, âI canât believe after how well my brother treated Eileen, sheâs actually
together with Elm. No wonder she defended him last time. There must be something going on between
those two!â
âNot that itâs my business, Mr. Snow, but she is your sister. Sheâs in a relationship at such a young age.
Donât you think you should interfere?â
When she looked at Eric, she felt a terrifying and eerie aura emanating from him. His obsidian-like eyes
radiated a sharp glow, like a fierce beast prowling in the dark night eyeing its prey. A chill ran down
Yvetteâs spine. She had never seen Eric with such a gloomy expression before.
He was simply unrecognizable compared to his usual self.
Eric retracted his icy gaze. âThis is a family matter of mine. You should mind your own. business, Ms.
Friedman.â
Yvette could sense the displeasure in Ericâs tone. She reined in her temperament and chose not to say
anything more.
Eric stepped on the gas, quickly leaving the street behind.
Meanwhile, the pair walked through the pitch-black corridor, the path chillingly illuminated by the
flickering flame of Elmâs lighter.
âThere used to be streetlights here, but it seems like theyâre broken,â she explained.
Elm extinguished the flame of his lighter, and in an instant, he could no longer see anything in front of
him.
âWhat a setup! Just the two of us. Alone in the dark! If you have feelings for me, Eileen, just
They havenât closed yet. Hurry up.â
They entered a clinic.
Eileen said, âJust bear with it for now! If we canât get an appointment at the hospital, we might have to
wait for a long time.â
Expecting Elm to dislike the place, Eileen was surprised when he remained silent.
Instead, he casually settled himself in a chair by the side. Tapping his leg, he placed his backpack
down.
The shop was filled with the strong aroma of herbs, but there was no one in sight.
Eileen craned her neck and called out, âIs anyone here?â
Upon witnessing this, Elm couldnât help but let out a snorting laugh. He then shifted his gaze to the
side, a faint dimple appearing at the corner of his mouth.
Eileen didnât understand what he found so amusing.
Elm thought to himself, âSheâs so naive.â
Soon, a response came from the back.
A sixty-year-old man, wearing reading glasses and sporting a long beard, emerged.
The doctor took Elmâs pulse and determined it was just a common fever. At the same time, the doctor
also hinted at something else indirectly.
Eileen, who was waiting nearby, struggled to hold back her laughter.
Elmâs face had turned completely dark, but he restrained his anger, refraining from causing a scene in
the shop.
In the past, he might have burned it down.
Eileen commented, âDonât worry! I will keep your secret.â
âShut up,â he said with a scowl.
Youâre still so young, yet youâre already experiencing kidney problems. Be careful, or you might have
difficulties conceiving in the future. Iâll write you a prescription later, make sure you take it properly
when you get home.â