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 call, then turned

leaving Jasper

sorry to have to trouble you.”

worry. Aren’t you cold dressed like 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 an extra pair for you.”

pulled out a pair of black leather gloves from her bag. She had originally planned to give them to Eric, but Vera had beaten her to it. In her frustration, Eileen had thrown them. into her wardrobe, never expecting

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

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

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

before. But now that you’ve given me this, what about you?”

have one too. Sit

“All right.”

from behind when she suddenly stopped.

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

here, and

leave for work, she would. check how many layers of clothing he had on, and if

next day and hang them up so he wouldn’t have

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a habit of carelessly misplacing things,

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

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

taking care of others

she might talk too much and become

so

didn’t want to miss a single detail

left

instead, they exuded a certain warmth

or the portraits, they were all

lifelike.

allowed to approach, as any of these paintings could

creates is remarkable, isn’t it?”

work

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,

it one day. As long as you

being able to attend his art exhibition and see his paintings with my

one floor, and there