Rebirth of the Wife in Despair

Chapter 164 The Greatest Value

Eileen, in high spirits, made her way to the kitchen. Donning an apron, she retrieved ingredients from the fridge, preparing to bake.

Sharon offered her assistance. “Do you need

my help?”

“No need. I’ve done it several times, and I’ve got the hang of it. Sharon, you go ahead with your other tasks.”

“All right, remember to call me if you need anything.”

“Okay.”

The process of making chestnut pie was not too complex. Vera entered, observing the bustling activity, and couldn’t resist asking curiously,-“Eileen, when did you start making chestnut pie? Can you teach me?”

“Sharon taught me. If you want to learn, I can give you a tutorial and the recipe later. It’s not too hard to pick up.”

“Sure thing! Otherwise, I’ll just be watching you work. Eric is chatting with them, but I can’t understand a word, so I thought I’d come over and see you. Do you need any help?”

Eileen replied, “Could you help me wash these dishes? I’ve already done half of them. Please be careful.”

“Sure.” Vera nodded, rolling up her sleeves and adjusting the water temperature from the faucet. “Eileen, how did you come to know Mr. Smith? I can tell, it seems like he has feelings for you.”

Eileen, focused on mashing steamed chestnuts into a paste, didn’t answer the question. Instead, she casually changed the subject, saying, “How are you doing in the Olympiad Math Class? When I was there, the workbook that Mr. Gardner gave me was quite challenging. I’ve only managed to finish half of it so far.”

Vera responded, “It’s manageable, but the study environment in the top class is too intense. Besides focusing on studies and doing exercises all day, there’s hardly any time for personal activities.” She sighed deeply, “There are some concepts I struggle to grasp, and my only recourse is to consult Mr. Gardner. At home, my only option is Eric. However, he’s been arriving home late lately, so if there’s something I don’t understand, I have to let it go. Do… you resent me for taking your spot? For being the reason you couldn’t join the Olympiad Math Class?”

Eileen shook her head. “There’s no need to blame yourself. It’s a competitive environment. That’s the nature of our class. As long as your grades are strong, no one will scrutinize your

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choices, and you’ll always find a way forward, no matter where you are. This is something Ms. Hayes advised me.”

by the way, are you still friends with

glanced at her.

it be related to

a somewhat forlorn demeanor, began to share, “Today, I overheard a conversation between Mr. Swan and Eric. He wishes for Eric to be

if my brother has feelings for her, as

hands slipped, clattering into the sink. She forced a chuckle. “But… I thought you liked Eric? Are you really

Vera. “Yes, I do care about him, but… at the moment, it’s the kind of affection a sister has

“I’ll

check if there’s any mulling spices in the fridge.” Eileen preferred not to delve into unproductive discussions, especially concerning matters related to Eric.

ready. She had made a generous amount, enough

the head, with Will to his left. Eileen sat to his right, in close proximity, and

a table brimming with dishes, an abundance impossible

with a smile. “These are just some simple home- cooked dishes. I hope you won’t

all,” Jasper replied, his gaze frequently shifting toward Eileen as

Mr. Smith some

and sour pork placed in front of him, accompanied by a freshly baked chestnut pie.

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well?” jasper inquired, holding a piece

“I can’t cook much, just these two.”

it a try.”

does it taste?”

it. “Not

for Will to witness. In the Smith family, most

you ever being this nice to me. Why are you so kind today?” As Jasper spoke, his unwavering gaze on her resembled

this gaze wasn’t entirely innocent.

was naturally the

inexperienced with such attention, was unsure how to respond. All she could muster was to summon her courage and say, “In my home, you’re a guest, so it’s only

the longest meal Eileen had ever partaken

hours.

produced his prized red wine, worth over a hundred thousand, along with some Blake wine. The trio