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

followed suit, leaving Jasper behind.

have

mother hen as she touched his hand, which

pair of black leather gloves from her bag. She had originally planned to give them to Eric, but Vera had beaten her to

were slender and well-defined. Eileen opened the glove and he slipped his hand in. She helped him

proactively before. So far, everyone would only act upon

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

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

fluffy, adorable gloves in her hand. “I have one too. Sit tight; we’re

“All right.”

behind when she suddenly stopped.

and wrapped it around Jasper’s neck. “I invited. you the temperature has dropped significantly.

here, and

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 she thought it wasn’t enough, she would insist on him wearing

was going to wear the next day and hang them up

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carelessly misplacing things, and

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

would handle everything personally. She worried for over a decade about a man who didn’t love her, and like a doting

her habit of taking care of others

might talk too much and become annoying.

air-conditioned, so it wasn’t too

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

surprising her, Edward left

were not lifeless; instead, they exuded a certain

the portraits, they were all very

lifelike.

No one was allowed to approach, as any of these paintings could potentially become

painting he creates is

admire his work that much?”

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 a scene in the icy Arctic air, but he managed to do it. He truly is amazing! It’s quite a shame. that I’ve only seen it in photos, though, never with my own

“You will see it one day. As long

able to attend his art exhibition and see his paintings with my own eyes

and there were still two more to go.