Rebirth of the Wife in Despair

Chapter 127

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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 ‘wild’ 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 didn’t expect him to copy her notes, so she simply decided to do it for him.

It’s 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 hadn’t touched them.

Eileen called out several times, but he gave no response. It wasn’t 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. “I just happened to be passing by. Do you want me to take you to the hospital?”

“Why are you such a busybody?” The voice was deep and husky, devoid of warmth.

Eileen didn’t disagree with him.

As he wasn’t wrong, she didn’t feel angry. She nodded and said, “The school is about to close. Remember to go back early.”

Eileen turned around and left the classroom without a second glance.

“Damn, such melodrama!”

Elm wasn’t 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.

“You don’t need to follow me anymore. You can take a taxi back on your own.”

“Take me to the hospital.”

Huh?

“What’s wrong? Do you not understand what I’m saying?”

Didn’t 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 couldn’t 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?

“Button up your clothes. It’s quite chilly tonight. Don’t let your condition worsen.”

“I can’t be bothered. Cut the crap. Let’s go,” 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, “Going to the hospital is too much of a hassle. Let me take you somewhere else.”

Eileen didn’t think much of what she was doing, as she was used to it.

Learning how to take care of someone meticulously wasn’t a big deal.

However, in Elm’s eyes, it was entirely different. To him, it seemed like an unspoken message, one that caused his heart to throb.

“Mm-hmm.” he responded.

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Kiteerd How could she do this to my brother! How dare she mingle with this bastard! I can’t tolerate this. Ineed to get out of the car…

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. I’m curious to see what they are going to do next!”

Erie couldn’t stand Yvette’s 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 couldn’t make its way through.

Yvette was upset and said, “I can’t believe after how well my brother treated Eileen, she’s actually together with Elm. No wonder she defended him last time. There must be something going on between those two!”

“Not that it’s my business, Mr. Snow, but she is your sister. She’s in a relationship at such a young age. Don’t you think you should interfere?”

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 Yvette’s 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. “This is a family matter of mine. You should mind your own. business, Ms. Friedman.”

Yvette could sense the displeasure in Eric’s 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 Elm’s lighter.

“There used to be streetlights here, but it seems like they’re broken,” she explained.

Elm extinguished the flame of his lighter, and in an instant, he could no longer see anything in front of him.

“What a setup! Just the two of us. Alone in the dark! If you have feelings for me, Eileen, just

They haven’t closed yet. Hurry up.”

They entered a clinic.

Eileen said, “Just bear with it for now! If we can’t get an appointment at the hospital, we might have to wait for a long time.”

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, “Is anyone here?”

Upon witnessing this, Elm couldn’t 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 didn’t understand what he found so amusing.

Elm thought to himself, “She’s so naive.”

Soon, a response came from the back.

A sixty-year-old man, wearing reading glasses and sporting a long beard, emerged.

The doctor took Elm’s 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.

Elm’s 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, “Don’t worry! I will keep your secret.”

“Shut up,” he said with a scowl.

You’re still so young, yet you’re already experiencing kidney problems. Be careful, or you might have difficulties conceiving in the future. I’ll write you a prescription later, make sure you take it properly when you get home.”