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

leaving Jasper behind.

to have to

that? It might snow today! Are your hands cold?” Eileen fussed like a mother hen as she touched his hand, which felt as cold as ice. “I knew you. wouldn’t wear gloves. I brought

to Eric, but Vera had

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

been taken care of proactively before. So far, everyone would

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

nodded. “I’ve never seen this before. But now that you’ve

her hand. “I have one too. Sit

“All right.”

him from behind when she suddenly stopped. “I almost forgot.”

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

here, and

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 many layers of clothing he had on, and if

day and hang them

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of carelessly misplacing things, and then he couldn’t find them.

she was the one

a man who didn’t love

her habit of taking care of others hadn’t changed at

that she might talk

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

at the paintings. Eileen didn’t want to miss a single detail with every

surprising her, Edward left her mostly

lifeless; instead, they exuded a

scenery or the portraits, they were all very

lifelike.

was allowed to approach, as any of these paintings could potentially become extinct, and their prices at an auction

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

work

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

see it one day. As long as

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

and there were still two more to go.