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?”

phone call, then

followed suit, leaving Jasper behind.

to have

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

from her bag. She had originally planned to give them to Eric, but Vera had beaten her to it. In her frustration, Eileen had

the glove and he slipped his hand in. She helped him adjust each finger into place, and it fit perfectly. “Here, this is for you

care of proactively before. So far,

is for keeping your hands warm. If your hands are cold, just slip

seen this before. But now that

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

“All right.”

pushed him from behind when she suddenly stopped. “I

Jasper’s neck. “I invited. you the temperature has dropped significantly. I wouldn’t want you to catch a cold.”

here, and

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

and

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a habit of carelessly misplacing things, and

was the one who tidied up the

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

her habit of taking care of

talk too much and become annoying.

hall was air-conditioned, so

at the paintings. Eileen didn’t want to

Edward left her mostly astounded.

a certain warmth as though they were alive.

scenery or the

lifelike.

painting was framed and guarded. No one was allowed to approach, as any of these paintings could potentially become extinct,

is remarkable, isn’t it?”

his work

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

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

passed since then. Just being able to attend his art exhibition and see his paintings with my own

and there were still two more