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

suit, leaving Jasper behind.

to have to trouble

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

but Vera had beaten her to it. In her frustration, Eileen had thrown them. into her wardrobe, never expecting that they would come in

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

never been taken care of proactively before.

your hands warm. If your hands are cold, just slip them in like this, and they

now that you’ve given

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

“All right.”

pushed him from behind when she suddenly stopped. “I

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

here, and

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

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

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misplacing things, and

could he? After all, she was the one who tidied up

She worried for over a decade about a man who

care of others hadn’t changed

might talk too much

exhibition hall was air-conditioned, so it wasn’t

she looked at the paintings. Eileen didn’t want to

her, Edward left

exuded a

or the portraits, they were all very

lifelike.

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

painting he creates is remarkable, isn’t it?”

his work that

aurora I’ve ever seen, its light streaking across the night

long as you desire something, you will achieve

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 paintings with my own eyes has already made me very

and there were