Chapter 78 Growing Old Together

“Look at the size of that wound! If Mr. Snow hadn’t noticed that you hadn’t returned home so late and went out to fetch you out of concern, what would you have done if something had happened to you outside?”

Eileen smiled in response. “I slipped and fell.”

“What? How did you fall? It’s such a big cut!”

“While I was practicing my dance, I accidentally cut myself.”

Sharon immediately frowned and said, “No, this is unacceptable. I need to inform Mr. Swan and have him move you to a different class. What kind of irresponsible teacher is this? You got hurt and she just ignored you! I wonder how she even became a teacher.”

A warmth spread through Eileen’s heart. Whenever she was hurt, Sharon was always the first one to think of her.

“Sharon, I’m really okay. Please help me call Alan to come pick me up!”

Vera said, “Eileen, it’s already quite late. Why don’t you stay here for the night and leave tomorrow? Eric and I can’t help but worry if you go out alone.”

Eileen had drunk half a bowl of soup and was already feeling much better.

“That’s right! You, my dear, are always up so late and constantly skip dinner. You must be starving now. Let me cook you a plate of pasta.”

Eileen sat up to lean against the headboard, only to realize she was in Eric’s room.

“I’m not very hungry, so there’s no need to trouble yourself.”

Vera smiled warmly and said, “Eileen, you don’t need to be formal here. Just treat this place as your own home. It’s only right for Eric and me to take care of you. Or is it that you don’t want to eat pasta and would prefer something else? Should Eric and I go buy something else for you?”

Eileen was getting a bit of a headache from all the noise.

This was Vera and Eric’s home, not hers.

She would only feel increasingly suffocated if she stayed here.

Eileen lowered her gaze, her long hair loose around her shoulders. She looked down to see herself dressed in pajamas that belonged to Vera.

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She didn’t know when her clothes had been changed.

Her wallet and phone were both placed on the bedside table.

“I just need a moment to rest; I’ll be fine. You don’t need to worry about me.”

Eric spoke in a stern tone. “Vera, Sharon, let her rest properly. Boil some water and have her take the painkillers first.”

feel unwell at any point, make sure to speak

Eileen nodded. “Understood.”

Eric took one last look at Eileen, who was sitting on the bed. gazing out the window.

and well-behaved as a

he left and closed

the laughter from the living room, where Vera

sound of

Blake tones of the room gave

a photo of Eric and Vera.

bore traces of Vera’s presence her left-behind hairpin, the toy alarm clock

everything! I can’t even

food was the ravioli I made by hand. She wanted to learn too, and in the end, she ended up with her

Vera’s side, then there was no need for her

in years, so staying on at the Swan

for Sharon due to the latter having spent most of her life serving

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that case, Eileen had nothing

anymore.

captivated by the winter scenery outside. Barefoot, she walked to the window, opened it, and stretched out her hand. Before the snowflakes could land in her palm, they had

with Eric to get

the snow, she had said, “We’re together in this snow, and we’ll be together until our hair

we

of the love you once had for me was

have is that when it snows,

was just an ordinary girl, and her desires had always been simple to marry

becoming his wife, Eileen’s only mistake was driving

and unruly, but not

she used to bully and

happened to her,

cycle of cause and effect,

From then on, she would no longer watch the snow, nor would she find

the small couch, staring blankly at the corner of the wardrobe wall.

at midnight, Eileen received a text

birthday,

the first time she had received a text message.

was taken aback. How did Jasper know that today

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about her birthday, not even Eric. The birthday on her ID card was incorrect. Her actual birth date was

away as a beam of light pierced

to the message: How did you know

secret. What do you want for your birthday gift?

a huge, oversized, pink, limited

message as Eric’s warning echoed in her

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