Rebirth of the Wife in Despair

Chapter 98

Chapter 98 Not A Dream

Before Eileen could even speak, he interrupted her, “Eileen, I’m just concerned about you. Did I do something to upset you? Please tell me. I am willing to change!”

A tattooed hand gently caressed her head as his gaze fell upon her. She wasn’t sure if it was just her imagination, but she thought she saw a hint of panic in his eyes.

Whenever he wore such an expression, Eileen couldn’t help but feel sorry for him. She felt that she shouldn’t have said things that upset him.

Eileen’s gaze flitted around, unsure of where to rest. She knew it was because she was overly sensitive to everything around her, and her self-defense mechanism was too strong.

“I… I’m sorry…” Eileen stammered and brushed her hair aside. “I should go now. You should also go back and rest early. Good night.”

Eileen didn’t know how to tell him that it wasn’t his fault. He was amazing!

She was the problem..

Before Jasper had a chance to say goodnight to her, he watched as she hastily retreated as if fleeing from a flood or a ferocious beast. Her black, flowing dress formed a beautiful arc as she moved away swiftly.

Eileen took a deep breath and tried to calm her emotions. When she regained her

composure, she realized she was still draped in his jacket. A faint scent of mint wafted from the fabric. It was a familiar aroma that belonged to him.

Thinking of him, Eileen felt a whirlwind of emotions. Holding her phone, she was at a loss. She didn’t know what she could do to lessen the hurt her words had just inflicted on him.

A few minutes later, her phone began to vibrate.

She unlocked her phone and saw that it was a message from him.

It was a simple two-word phrase. “Good night.”

Her heart sank. The better he treated her, the more she condemned herself inside.

The black Cayenne trailed slowly behind the car, maintaining a safe distance. Jasper waited for a few minutes, but his phone did not light up. His thin lips were tightly pressed together, and a sense of loss weighed heavily on his heart. A suffocating feeling washed over him as if the past was creeping back. He was afraid he would not be able to control himself…

gently reminded, “Eric, when

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through the opening. It dispersed the heat

devoid of emotion. Quickly, he stepped on the accelerator,

deep voice trying to suppress the

Blake medicine bottle from the car’s glove compartment, along with a bottle of water. He then asked, “Mr. Jasper, do

severe bipolar disorder. Sometimes, his condition flared up and made it difficult for him to control his actions. It would even lead him to do some unpredictable

two pills and swallowed them before closing his eyes to feel the pain radiating from his legs. He used

Eileen

only met a few times, Jasper couldn’t figure out

tried his best not to

Eileen finally arrived at the Undella Mansion

over her arm as she got out of the

ravioli are almost

voice, who was busy in the kitchen.

her head low as her eyes were fighting off sleep. Usually, she would be fast asleep. before eleven and rarely stay up this late. She had not expected that attending a

holding a plate of freshly cooked ravioli, turned around only to find that Eric was no longer in the hall. In just a moment, he had disappeared without

went to answer a phone

happened to see the person who had just returned. “Eileen… I’ve just finished making ravioli. Would you

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in a listless voice, “No, thanks. You guys go ahead and eat! I’m going to sleep.”

her shoulder straps. Her silky long dress fell to the floor. Barefoot, she stepped onto the soft carpet and headed

later, stepping out of the bathroom, her long hair was only half-dried. She quickly slipped into her

were still lying on the ground. It was a

neatly hung on the coat

night. In her sleep, she seemed to see

up promptly at seven-thirty,

previous

off her dress, she left it on the floor and didn’t bother to

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