Rebirth of the Wife in Despair

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.

woman looked over and

also a part of the Smith family? That sounds like something the

said Eileen as she headed to the kitchen and

to lend a hand, then fetched a bowl and handed Eileen a

“Thank you.”

I’m an old servant of the Smith family. My age has caught up with me,

often.”

take you

“I’ve already made arrangements for someone to pick her up. After we finish eating, we

tomorrow.”

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

he went to the hospital? That explains why

looked like a perfect match whenever they were intimate with each other. Layla, too, couldn’t help but

was always

the one who brought the old

finishing her meal, Eileen washed the dishes, and then they both returned to their

was already midnight by the time they got ready to

about to sleep when she overheard

closer to the door and listened in

much did Mr. Jasper

is already the second bowl that’s been brought in, and Mr. Jasper only

have much of an appetite,” replied

had some fish, so he probably isn’t hungry yet. Let’s go downstairs for now. Check on Mr. Jasper in half an hour and make sure he finishes his meal. Make him some light oatmeal tomorrow morning,” Richard said.

“Understood. Mr. Zimmer.”

conversation abruptly ceased after that.

just gotten into bed and was lying in her covers when her

a gray shirt with a vest over it, and he was carrying a suit

good rest the night before, he massaged his forehead

he saw Eileen still leisurely enjoying her breakfast at the dining table. Usually, she would have already left by this

morning!” Eileen greeted him.

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

didn’t go off, and I ended up oversleeping. But it’s okay, I’ve already taken the day off. Will

and said, “All right.” He then draped his coat over the

drove Eileen to school.

was about to start.

forward to help Eileen unbuckle

be on my way now,”

time? Do