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.

have to trouble you.”

a mother hen as she touched his hand, which felt as cold as

Eric, but Vera had beaten her to

hands were slender and well-defined. Eileen opened 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 too,” she said.

never been taken care of proactively before. So far, everyone would

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

never seen this before. But now that

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

“All right.”

from behind when she suddenly stopped.

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

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

piece of clothing he was going to wear the next day and hang them up so he wouldn’t have

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

the one who tidied up the entire house.

it came to his affairs, Eileen 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 hadn’t

that she might talk too much

air-conditioned, so it

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

left her mostly

lifeless; instead, they exuded a certain warmth as though they were alive.

or the portraits,

lifelike.

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

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

his work that

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

long as you desire something, you will achieve it.”

being able to attend his

finished exploring one floor, and there were still two more to