Rebirth of the Wife in Despair

Chapter 74 Beware Of Eric

Today marked the day of the art exhibition.

Eileen hain’t forgotten, so she intentionally woke up earlier to freshen up. She dressed herself in a Blake cashmere coat, a black knitted long skirt, and warm fluffy thermal leggings underneath. The weather that day was gloomy, with temperatures hovering around zero degrees.

The weather in Hulbury had been as unpredictable as a roller coaster ride lately. Frost had already formed in the flower beds of the mansion, and the maple leaves, which were green. just yesterday, had turned red overnight.

The layer of Blake frost covering everything was so chilling to behold.

With her head bowed, Eileen buried her face in her scarf, her cheeks slightly flushed from the cold.

I wonder if it will snow today.

As soon as the taxi arrived, Eileen hastily opened the door and got in.

Eileen disliked keeping people waiting, so she set off half an hour early. By the time she arrived, a long line had already formed at the entrance of the exhibition hall, with everyone clutching a ticket in their hand.

Within ten minutes of Eileen’s arrival, a Cayenne pulled up.

From the car, Jasper looked out the window and saw Eileen, dressed in Blake, hopping in place on the steps. A smile tugged at his lips. “Stop here!”

Fabian responded, “Understood, Mr. Smith.”

Eileen grumbled to herself. If I had known it would be this chilly, I would have worn an extra pair of socks. My feet are freezing!

“Ms. Eileen…”

A familiar voice called out from behind her. Eileen turned around to see Richard and a person sitting in a wheelchair.

Jasper smiled slightly. “I apologize for keeping you waiting.”

Eileen hurriedly replied, “No, no, I just arrived as well. Shall we go inside then?”

“Ms. Eileen…” Richard called out to her. “We won’t be going in. Could you please help take

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care of Mr. Smith?”

answer a phone call, then turned and

suit, leaving

sorry to have to trouble

like a mother hen as she touched his hand, which felt as cold as ice. “I knew you.

leather gloves from her bag. She had originally planned to give them to Eric, but Vera had beaten her to it. In her frustration, Eileen had thrown them. into her wardrobe, never expecting that they would come

helped him adjust each finger into place, and it fit perfectly. “Here, this is for

proactively before. So far, everyone would only act upon

is for keeping your hands warm. If your hands are cold, just slip them in like this,

this before. But now that you’ve given me this,

in her hand. “I have one too.

“All right.”

she

scarf and wrapped it around Jasper’s neck. “I invited. you the temperature has dropped significantly. I wouldn’t want

here, and

thoughts and efforts to Eric. She was always worried about him getting tired or cold. Whenever he was about to leave for work, she would. check how many layers of clothing he had on, and if she thought

wear the next day and hang them

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of carelessly misplacing things, and then

After all, she was the

decade about a man who didn’t love her, and like

her habit of taking care of

feared that she might talk

was air-conditioned, so it wasn’t too cold.

looked at the paintings. Eileen didn’t want to miss a single

Edward left her mostly astounded.

exuded a certain warmth as

was the scenery or the portraits,

lifelike.

guarded. No one was allowed to approach, as any of these paintings could

painting he creates is remarkable, isn’t

admire his work

seen, its light streaking across the night sky, a dazzling dream in a frigid world. It’s difficult for a paintbrush to capture such a scene in the

long as

Just being able to attend his art exhibition and see his paintings with my own eyes has already made me very

floor, and there