Chapter 120
Rebirth of the Wife in Despair by Tess Munoz
Chapter 120 How Did You Know All That âYou took a knife for her, but she doesnât appreciate it at all,â Paola complained.
No sooner had her words been spoken than a figure appeared before them.
Upon seeing the person, Paola sarcastically said, âSpeak of the devil.â
The trio at the door watched as Eileen suddenly left. They had no idea what she was up to. All they saw was her bowing deeply, too far away to hear what was said.
Ericâs eyes suddenly darkened.
Everyone gaped at Eileen, astonished by her action.
âThank you!â The sincerity in her voice was evident. Eileen then straightened up. âIâm truly sorry for not visiting you in the hospital all this time. Are you okay?â
Scratching his head sheepishly, George said, âIâm fine. The doctor said the wound wasnât deep. A few days of rest, and Iâll be fine.â
Infuriated, Paola cursed, âBullsh*t! Your guts were spilling out. Yet, youâre claiming the wound wasnât deep? Why are you pretending to care now? Buzz off and get out of our way.â
George tugged at her sleeve lightly. âDonât say that, Paola.â
âWas I wrong? I wonder who acted all high and mighty previously. Elm, does she also behave like this at school? What a hypocrite!â
Paola turned to Elm.
Elm chuckled. âYouâve mellowed! You used to have quite the temper.â
âI admit, I was somewhat prejudiced against all of you previously,â Eileen confessed falteringly. She was at a loss for action. âIâm used to being alone. Sorry, but I donât know how to interact with all of you. Allow me to reintroduce myself. Iâm Eileen Swan.â
She extended a hand.
George slowly extended his hand shyly. âIâm George Caddel.â
âThank you.â
The two of them shook hands. It was the first time Eileen took the initiative to get to know someone.
She also invited them to join her for dinner that night.
That was actually a ploy of hers.
If dinner that night was just the three of them, sheâd probably be burnt to ashes.
When there were many people, the atmosphere would also become somewhat awkward.
They then left.
As Eileen and Yvette were on their way back, the latter asked, âWhat did you say to them?â
âI was just thanking them. I also took the opportunity to invite them to dinner together,â Eileen replied.
âIs Elm going as well?â
Eileen nodded. âPerhaps.â
Yvetteâs expression instantly changed. âEileen, Iâve told you that Elm... the kind of person he is simply doesnât deserve to sit at the same table with us, much less worthy to appear before Eric!â
She sounded incredibly angry and aggressive.
She continued, âThen, there are those riff-raff friends of his! Theyâre nothing but societyâs parasites. Eileen... For people like them, you can just pay them off with money. Thereâs absolutely no need to go to such lengths.â
âThatâs your familyâs business!â Eileen rebutted, looking at her calmly. âYvette, I donât understand your situation, just as you donât understand mine. I canât empathize with you. To me, itâs just a meal. Their identities, circumstances, and birth... are not things they could choose. In my eyes, they are just ordinary people like me. George saved me, and so did Elm.â
She had never felt that her wealth and the fact that she was born into the Swan family made her superior to others.
In the end, she added, âIâm sorry, Yvette! I know that what I said might have upset you. Itâs getting late. Letâs go to class.â
It was only after getting the test paper and asking Jacob that Eileen learned it was the other teachers who researched and solved the questions after he had collected the test paper.
When it was the last class of the day, Eileen left.
At half past four in the afternoon, she arrived at the police station and sat in the visiting room.
Hector, his head now shaven, sat in the detention room in prison garb. Only a thin layer of glass separated them. His eyes had lost their sparkle, leaving only dullness behind.
She came here secretly all by herself behind Ericâs back without anyone else knowing about 1.
She picked up the phone hanging on the wall and held it to her ear.
Hector did the same, his gaze never once falling on her.
After the police had left, Eileen started, âDonât worry. No one knows about my visit.â
Hector had already experienced a tragedy.
As he listened to her voice, his gaze gradually hardened. It was as though he wanted to skin her alive.
âAre you here to mock me? Are you satisfied now that Iâm in such dire straits? Eileen, youâre only high and mighty because your family is rich and powerful. In truth, youâre nothing at all! Youâve ruined me. It was all because of you! If it werenât for you, I would never have done that! All I wanted was money for my motherâs treatment. It was all your fault! My mother is dead, and my entire life is ruined. I truly regret not killing you!â
Eileen stared at him with clear eyes.
âHector, Iâve never felt that Iâve done anything wrong. You say I ruined you? What right do you have to think that way? I know youâve long since known that even if you had the money, your mother wouldnât have been able to survive the surgery. You were merely resentful to lose to me.â
She noticed the dilation of his pupil and the fleeting surprise that flashed across his eyes.
Perhaps, she had laid bare the resentment in his heart.
She continued, âIt was all because I was once the worst student in the worst class, and I chose to join Class One when I was bullied. Rumors from Class Six claimed that I only got the opportunity because I cheated. Even when I made it into Olympiad Math, you felt it was due to Yvetteâs connections. That was why youâre dissatisfied, jealous, and even found it unfair. There was a time when I also doubted myself, wondering if all of this was my fault. I questioned whether I should not have joined the class at all. Later... I finally understood that I did nothing wrong. I was merely trying to change all the misfortunes I had experienced. And in that process, I never hurt anyone.â
She continued, âIt wasnât me who did something wrong, but you! You blame the world and everyone else, constantly complaining about everything. Youâre just searching for an excuse to release your own resentment. These past three years at Petalburg High School havenât been easy for you. The high tuition fees and loans have suffocated you. Youâve been behind on your tuition fees for two years. Out of desperation, you turned to loan sharks. The day you took action against me was the final deadline they gave you. If you couldnât repay the money, they would go to the school to collect it. Then, everyone would know that you couldnât even afford your tuition fees. At that point, after causing such a negative impact on the school, you would have no choice but to leave.â
That was also the day that shattered Hectorâs last bit of sanity.
Eileen noticed the trembling of his body and the paleness of his lips.
She added, âOriginally, Cloudburg Public School would have been a better choice for you. But... because of your vanity, you chose to attend Petalburg High School. You knew very well that you wouldnât be able to afford the high tuition fees, yet you still made that decision. You had plenty of opportunities to change your life. But you chose the wrong path. As a result, your mother worked four or five jobs a day just to earn enough for your tuition fees, exhausting herself. She could have saved the money for her own medical treatment, but she chose to spend every penny on you instead, causing her health to gradually deteriorate. You were born ordinary, yet you never accepted your own mediocrity. One misstep led to every subsequent step being a mistake.â
Even though he knew it was wrong, he still insisted on continuing down the same path.
Just like in her previous life, she knew very well that Eric had ulterior motives towards her and the Swan family.
But she was still determined to marry him and become his wife.
It wasnât until the moment of her death that she finally regained her senses.
Hector was no different from her.
The only difference was what they desired.
Hectorâs eyes turned red-rimmed, and he found it hard to breathe. With his throat hurting, he asked in a choked voice, âHow did you know all of that?â