Rebirth of the Wife in Despair

Chapter 163 Anything Else

Amidst the enchanting backdrop of Moulmore, Remdik, Elm shared glimpses of his solitary journey, capturing the ethereal beauty of the aurora and a charming selfie with a reindeer.

Dressed in a black storm suit, his hooded coat adorned with strands of hair dusted with Blake frost. Elm’s images elicited a gentle smile from Eileen.

Her gratitude flowed through a message: It’s beautiful. Thank you.

Thank you for experiencing these sights on my behalf.

In the distant reaches of Moulmore, Elm traversed the icy landscape alone, his tent emitting. wisps of smoke against the harsh winter backdrop.

Despite a significant fifteen-hour time difference between Remdik and his home country, Elm remained unperturbed as he embarked on a solitary journey. Along the way, he crossed paths with other travelers who were also reveling in their holiday adventures.

A voice in Remdikian called out from behind, “Elm, it’s time to eat.”

Seeing the reply he got from Eileen, Elm chose not to respond. Instead, he stored away his phone and exited the extended tent.

On the eve of New Year’s Eve, the company granted everyone time off, and Eric and Vera were busy decorating the residence with red lights that adorned the glass windows, swiftly infusing the home with a festive atmosphere.

Sharon, having injured her waist, returned from the hospital to the Swan residence just in time for the New Year, although Eileen wasn’t sure how long she would stay this time.

Enjoying a rare day off at home, Eileen didn’t want to waste her time. With a bag on her back, she descended from upstairs.

Sharon emerged from the kitchen, saying, “The New Year is almost here; where are you planning to go?”

“I’m going to the library to borrow some materials.”

“We’re on holiday; why are you still studying? Take a good rest at home. I’ve made some brownies; they’ll be ready soon.”

Just then, another voice rang out. “Ms. Eileen, there’s a letter for you in the mailbox!” A housekeeper held a thick stack of envelopes. “In this day and age, it’s strange that people still send letters, especially all the way from Remdik.”

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When she heard the housekeeper’s words, the first person that came to Eileen’s mind was Elm.

Eileen accepted the letter, unfolding its contents, as Eric and Vera returned with their shopping spoils, each carrying two large bags in their hands.

Snow,” the housekeeper

directed at the individuals

a sense of what was enclosed within the envelope.

returning the favor? Or perhaps a New Year’s gift?

cradling a tray of freshly-baked brownies. “Mr.

sizable bags of groceries to the table, remarked, “Sharon, why prepare so much? We can’t possibly consume all

person lounging on the couch. “What are you looking at, Ms. Eileen? Oh my, this is truly beautiful. Where is

truly stunning.” Eileen responded.

seals remained intact. Inside, nearly a hundred photos awaited, along with a USB drive tucked

eyes were drawn to

curiosity, “What’s Eileen looking at?”

I recall that Eileen has

Elm? I remember, he participated in this year’s winter camp, held in

gaze toward Eric, whose gaze dimmed.

bag over her shoulder. “Inform Father,” she stated, “I have my final

won’t you have your

“No, I won’t; don’t bother preparing then in the future.”

drugging her milk for five years cast

she

the seventh floor, Eileen swiped her identification card, found a computer, and eagerly connected her USB

the folder, unveiling a video that unfolded over

over seven thousand kilometers. Make sure you get a sleeper ticket; don’t make the naive mistake of opting for a seat. It’ll be

Eileen’s lips, accompanied by a stirring emotion that warmed

the train swiftly traversed

conclusion of Elm’s video, Eileen found herself yearning for

could video chat? I could see it for

two or three in the afternoon, Eileen, emerging from the library,

the call promptly. “What

received it, and I appreciate it.

end, reminiscent of just waking up, responded indifferently, “Mmm, got it,” before adding, “Anything else? I’m about to

I see the original footage? The unedited version,” Eileen

hint of nonchalance, Elm replied, “So many requests, not happening! Goodbye.” The call

wait for a more opportune moment to bring up

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