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?”

a phone call,

followed suit, leaving Jasper behind.

have to trouble you.”

a mother hen as she touched his hand, which felt as cold as ice. “I knew you. wouldn’t wear

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

glove and he slipped his hand in. She helped him adjust each finger into

proactively before. So far, everyone would only act upon

for keeping your hands warm. If your hands are cold, just slip them in like this, and they won’t be cold

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

“I have one too. Sit tight; we’re lining

“All right.”

him from behind when she suddenly

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

here, and

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 it wasn’t enough, she would insist on him

and hang them

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misplacing things, and then he couldn’t

she was the one who tidied up the entire

affairs, Eileen would handle everything personally. She worried for over a decade about a man who didn’t

of taking care of others hadn’t changed at

feared that she might talk too much and become

exhibition hall was air-conditioned, so

paintings. Eileen didn’t want to

Edward left her

exuded a certain warmth as though

scenery or the portraits, they were

lifelike.

one was allowed to approach, as any of these

he creates is

admire his work

eight years old, I playfully 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 light streaking across the night sky, a dazzling dream in a frigid world. It’s difficult for a paintbrush to capture such

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

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

exploring one floor, and there

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