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?”

pretended to answer a phone call,

followed suit, leaving Jasper behind.

sorry to have to

mother hen as she touched his hand, which felt

out a pair of black 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

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

Jasper had never been taken care of proactively before.

just slip them in like

seen this before. But now that

in her hand. “I have

“All right.”

when she suddenly stopped. “I almost

it around Jasper’s neck. “I invited. you the temperature has dropped significantly. I wouldn’t want you to catch

here, and

all her 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

each piece of clothing he was going to wear the next day and hang them up so he wouldn’t have to rush to find

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things, and then

the

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

of taking care of others hadn’t changed

talk too much

air-conditioned, so it wasn’t

paintings. Eileen didn’t want to miss a single

Edward left her mostly astounded.

were not lifeless; instead, they exuded a certain warmth as though they were alive.

the scenery or the

lifelike.

No one was allowed to approach, as any of these paintings could potentially become extinct, and their prices at an auction would be

he creates is

his work that much?”

and I still vividly remember it was titled. Fantasia. It depicted the most beautiful aurora I’ve ever seen, its light streaking across the night sky, a dazzling dream in a frigid world. It’s difficult for a paintbrush

said, “You will see it one day. As long as you desire something, you will

out of her thoughts. “It doesn’t matter anymore. So much time has passed since then. Just being able to attend his art exhibition and see his

one floor, and there were still two more to go.