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?”

answer a phone

leaving

sorry to have to trouble

your hands cold?” Eileen fussed like a mother hen as she touched

but Vera had beaten her to it. In her frustration, Eileen had thrown them. into her

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.

care of proactively before. So far, everyone would only

hands are cold, just slip them in like this, and they won’t

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

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

“All right.”

from behind when she suddenly stopped. “I almost

neck. “I invited. you

here, and

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

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

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of carelessly misplacing things, and then he

all, she was the one who tidied up the entire

affairs, Eileen would handle everything personally. She worried for over a decade about a man who didn’t love her, and like a doting mother, she made sure

care of

she feared that she might talk too much and become annoying.

air-conditioned, so it wasn’t

didn’t want

surprising her, Edward left

lifeless; instead, they exuded a certain warmth as though

or the portraits,

lifelike.

of these paintings could potentially become extinct,

he creates is remarkable, isn’t

work that much?”

most beautiful aurora I’ve ever seen, its

one day. As long as you

time has passed since then. Just being able to attend his art exhibition and see his paintings with my own

floor, and there were still