Rebirth of the Wife in Despair

Chapter 154 See A Psychiatrist

On Jaspers desk at Smuth Corporation lay an array of photographs, capturing moments of taleen and Faic leaving Bhistorzo hand in hand There were also photos of them in a shopping mall, where Eric placed a necklace around her neck. These photographs, though not enough to cover the entire table, punted a vivid picture Additionally, they had spent a full hour inside the car, with its tinted windows preventing any camera from capturing the speciftes of their activities during that tune

time

How many projects has Caerulus Corporation recently secured? Jasper inquired

Fabian responded, “Not many, but these projects are crucial collaborations for Carrulus Corporation. The main ones have consistently been overseen by Eric, while the others are closely monitored by Gavin

“It seems like he’s quite free and relaxed with Will’s absence. Reach out to more companies and encourage collaborations with Caerulus Corporation.”

“If we do this, won’t we be paving the way for the Swan family?” Fabian questioned.

“It’s just some insignificant collaborations. This money is merely enough to keep him. occupied. A project worth hundreds of thousands is inconsequential to Smith Corporation.”

“Got it. I’ll get on it right away!”

Mr. Smith is actually delivering money to the Swan family’s doorstep for Ms. Eileen’s sake.

Four or five consecutive days passed, and the upcoming day marked the start of the weekend.

Even the usually busy Jasper managed to find some time for rest amidst his hectic work. schedule.

He began his day with a jog at half-past six in the morning, while Eileen was still fast asleep.

Her biological clock woke her up around eight o’clock.

The previous night, she went to bed early because she needed to attend a golf class in Primas Plaza today.

She leisurely ran her fingers through her long, slightly curled hair a few times. Holding a hair tie in her mouth, she descended the stairs to find Jasper downstairs, dressed in a Blake tracksuit. She saw him tilt his head back for a sip of water and then accept a towel from a servant to wipe away the sweat on his face.

Upon seeing her coming down from upstairs, Jasper signaled the housekeeper by his side with his eyes.

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housekeeper promptly understood and went to the kitchen, arranging

on the table

consisted of various Clusian style dishes, including oatmeal, pretzels,

and more.

hair, securing it with a hairpin and elegantly

Good morning”

gentle smile. “Good morning. Did

“Not

in

while. I need

emotion. She apologized, “I… I have a class to attend

and Eileen couldn’t bring herself

“I had hoped for some alone time with

dining table, Eileen took a pretzel. “Maybe next time. It’s been a while since I attended tutorials, and people my age are already achieving more. If I don’t work harder, I fear I’ll be left behind

School really that demanding nowadays?” Jasper served her a bowl of oatmeal.

on my own diligence since I lack a natural talent in academics. If only I had the ability to remember everything at a glance, I wouldn’t

about you? You mentioned earlier that you were also a student at Petalburg

the past in the past; there’s no need to dwell on it,” Jasper replied. Richard’s voice echoed from outside, and he stepped forward, greeting Eileen warmly, “Ms.

“Mr. Zimmer!”

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impassive He rulled up has sleeve and a segment of a blue tattoo peeked from his half-exposed arm. As he ate his porridge, the movement of tax hand revealed winding veins extrding a mysterious and Captivating aura Mc Zimmer, what

Old Mrs Smith This gaze shutte

hesitating to continue

towards Eileen

sokay just say it. Jasper

residence as the elderly housekeeper there had fallen ill

Smith has recently caught a cold and wants to see you. And… Ms. Eileen, as

her head bowed, was sipping her oatmeal. At the mention of these

to see me? Did she really catch a cold,

his index finger on the table, appearing deep in thought. It was unclear what was on his mind until he asked her

put down her spoon and immediately grabbed the hem of her clothes.

head, stuttering as she spoke. “I… I’m sorry…”

ground. Quickly, she picked it up. “I’ll be first.” late for

backpack over her shoulder.