Chapter 179 First In Class But Sixtieth In Grade

Ideen served Layla a bowl of fish soup, placing a spoon next to it, and brought it to the elderly lady. “It’s fresh from the pot. It’s a bit hot, so please be careful, ma’am.”

“The taste is quite good,” said Layla.

“Are you lost, ma’am? Do you remember where your home is?” Eileen asked.

Just then, the sound of a car echoed from outside the door. Eileen heard the noise and looked over, only to see a Cayenne parked outside the main gate.

Jasper, who appeared a little unwell, stepped out of the car and noticed that the living room was brightly lit.

Is she still awake?

A moment later, the door swung open. There stood Eileen, dressed in a Blake nightgown. The moonlight fell on her skin, making it seem as if it was glowing from within. Her skin looked fair as snow as she walked toward him.

The moment he saw her, an indescribable emotion welled up in his chest. It felt as though his heart was warmed from within, a feeling he had never experienced before.

Jasper gently brushed her hair behind her ear as he asked, “Why aren’t you asleep yet? It’s so late.”

Eileen paused for a moment, her hands subconsciously clutching the sides of her nightgown in nervousness. A faint smile curved up at the corners of her mouth as she replied, “I’ve made some stewed fish. It’s in the pot. Would you like to try some?”

“Did you make it for me?”

“Ms. Eileen!” Fabian called out to her.

“Fabian!” Jasper stopped him with a look, and Fabian immediately fell silent.

Eileen sensed that something was wrong. Did something happen?

Since it was clear that they didn’t want her to know about it, Eileen decided not to ask any further.

Jasper naturally took her hand and said, “Let’s go inside.”

“Oh right, I forgot to tell you, there’s a strange old lady who seems to have gotten lost, Eileen said.

Oh Jasper walked to the entrance and saw an old woman sitting at the dining table, sipping soup Ihs expression paused for a moment.

old woman looked over and asked, “Is

part of the Smith family? That sounds like something the housekeepers would say.

stew,” said Eileen as she headed to the kitchen and returned with a pot.

then fetched a bowl and

“Thank you.”

Smith family. My age has caught up with me, and my vision isn’t what it used to be,

often.”

take you home,”

to pick her up. After we

tomorrow.”

handed Eileen a bowl of stew, Eileen noticed a drop of blood on the back of his hand. which blended in with his tattoo. If one didn’t look closely, it would have been hard

late because he went to the hospital? That

each other. Layla, too, couldn’t help but cast a scrutinizing

couldn’t understand why Layla was

the one who brought the old lady home later that

dishes, and then they both returned

already midnight by the time they got ready to

when she overheard a hushed conversation through the door.

closer to the door and

did Mr. Jasper

bowl that’s been brought in, and Mr. Jasper only

have much of an appetite,” replied

probably isn’t hungry yet. Let’s go downstairs for now. Check on Mr. Jasper

“Understood. Mr. Zimmer.”

conversation abruptly ceased after

gotten into bed and was lying in her covers when her mind filled with. indescribable

past seven the following morning, Jasper was wearing a gray shirt with a vest over it, and he was carrying a suit jacket in his hand.

the night before, he massaged his forehead

enjoying her breakfast at the dining table.

Eileen

morning. Why haven’t you left yet?” Jasper responded.

ended up oversleeping. But it’s okay, I’ve already taken the day

glanced at the time, and said, “All right.” He then draped his

drove Eileen to

first class was about to

to help Eileen unbuckle the seatbelt.

on my way now,”

your class ending at the usual time? Do you need

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