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?”

tactfully pretended to answer a phone call, then turned

leaving Jasper behind.

have to trouble you.”

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

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

slender and well-defined. Eileen opened the glove and he slipped his hand in. She helped him adjust each finger into place, and it fit

been taken care of proactively

keeping your hands warm. If your hands are cold, just slip them

But now that you’ve

him the fluffy, adorable gloves in her hand. “I have one too.

“All right.”

from behind when she

neck. “I invited. you the temperature has dropped

here, and

about to leave

clothing he was going to wear the next day and hang them up so he wouldn’t have to

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carelessly misplacing things,

was the one who tidied up the entire

to his affairs, Eileen would handle everything personally. She worried for over a decade about a man who didn’t love her, and like a doting mother, she made

taking care of others hadn’t changed at

that she might talk too much and become annoying.

was air-conditioned, so it wasn’t

want to miss a single detail with

her, Edward left her

were not lifeless; instead, they exuded a certain warmth

the scenery or the portraits, they were all

lifelike.

as any of these paintings could potentially become extinct, and their prices at an auction would be incalculable.

is remarkable,

his work

climbed onto my mother’s bookshelf. The bookshelf toppled over, burying me in a pile of books. That’s when I saw a photo that had fallen out of one of the books. It was a painting by Mr. Edward, and I still vividly remember it was titled. Fantasia. It depicted the most beautiful aurora I’ve ever seen, its

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

finished exploring one floor, and there were still two more to