Rebirth of the Wife in Despair

Chapter 214 We Have Guest Rooms

“The raviolis are ready,” Sharon announced as she walked out of the kitchen, carrying two bowls of ravioli and placing them in front of Eileen. “I know you don’t like parsley, so I made you a bowl with just meat,” she explained.

Eileen looked at the layer of green floating in the bowl. “I… don’t eat basil, Sharon.”

Sharon was genuinely taken aback for a moment. She laughed and slapped her forehead. “Look at my memory. How long has it been since you last came home? I completely forgot. Let me go and make you another bowl.”

A slight sense of indescribable loss welled up in Eileen’s heart. Sharon used to remember her preferences.

“No worries. I’ll just pick them out.” Eileen pulled out a tissue, spread it on the table, and started to pick out the basil.

Suddenly, the atmosphere became noticeably silent.

Eileen closed her book and turned around, only to see Eric holding a spoon, picking out the basil for her. He said, “Still as fussy as ever.”

“Actually, Eileen is just like Mrs. Swan. She also doesn’t enjoy eating green onions.”

Eileen didn’t say anything and quietly ate her ravioli. But for some reason, they didn’t taste as good as they used to.

Having eaten half a bowl of sweet potato gnocchi, Vera found it a bit too sweet for her liking, so she pushed it toward Eric. “Eric, it’s too sweet. Let me try yours. You can have mine. It’s been a long time since the three of us ate together. I really miss those times! I used to give you all the leftovers that Eileen and I couldn’t finish. You would always remind us not to waste food.”

Sharon went to tidy up the kitchen, leaving just the three of them in the living room.

Vera was enjoying Eric’s bowl of ravioli, but he hadn’t touched her sweet potato gnocchi.

Actually, Eric, like her, didn’t really have a sweet tooth either.

Eileen had eaten half of hers but found she couldn’t finish the rest. She got up, ready to head to the kitchen.

“If you can’t finish yours, you can pour them into my bowl.”

Eileen’s grip tightened on the bowl she was holding.

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it to me. I’m not quite full yet.”

to you.” After saying this, she walked toward the kitchen and

to be harmonious with one another. They

to bother about her.

put them

eating, just leave the dishes. I’ll wash them. You’re

up into a faint

“Do you

honest, you were raised by me since you were little. Other people’s homes are not like your own. I’m worried about you living outside. You

turned her head, wiped her hands with a tissue, and said, “He treats me very well.

much more sensible than before, and you’re

child who never grows up.” As soon as her words fell, Eileen saw a beam of light swiftly sweep across the wall. Recognizing the familiar vehicle, she knew

in her pocket rang.

faint smile still lingering on her lips.

“Are you

here to

I’ll be right out.”

up her backpack from the couch. “I’m

was bending over,

gaze on her. “Won’t you

no idea why he was suddenly looking at her

not

remark and ran out.

gaze followed her constantly. As he watched

if it’s just my imagination, but why do I always feel. that Eileen doesn’t want to stay in her own

seat, opening his arms to the approaching figure. Eileen stepped forward, wrapping her arms around his waist, feeling the chill that permeated his

he was wearing his usual gray suit today, covered by a black overcoat, with clear droplets of water on his shoulders, she asked, “Why

gaze filled with affection. “It started to

Eileen nodded. “Mmhm.”

passenger seat, she couldn’t shake off the feeling that someone else

sat in the passenger seat. The last time she sat in the passenger seat, the position had clearly

her seatbelt.

seat is a bit too far back. I’ll