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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up. “Give it to me. I’m not

spoke. “I’ve caught a cold. I don’t want to pass it on to you.” After saying this, she walked toward the kitchen and poured the leftovers into

to be harmonious with one another. They didn’t really

to bother about her.

washed the dishes and put

I’ll wash them. You’re a lady. You shouldn’t be doing such

into a faint

“Do you

I’m worried about you living outside. You should move back in! I haven’t seen you for so many days, and you’ve lost a lot of weight. It hurts me to see you like

her head, wiped her hands with a tissue, and said, “He treats me very well. There’s no need to worry.”

become much more sensible than before, and you’re

her words fell, Eileen saw a beam of light swiftly sweep across the wall. Recognizing the familiar vehicle,

then, the phone in her pocket rang.

faint

“Are you

to pick

be right

up her backpack from the

was bending over, wiping the table.

on her. “Won’t you stay? We have

he was suddenly looking at her with such

not

a remark and ran out.

gaze followed her constantly. As he watched

my imagination, but why do I always feel. that Eileen doesn’t want

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

by a black overcoat,

filled with affection. “It started to rain a bit when I

Eileen nodded. “Mmhm.”

Eileen settled into the passenger seat, she couldn’t shake off the feeling that someone

Jasper who drove, and Eileen sat in the passenger seat. The last time

her seatbelt. “What’s the matter?”

nothing. The seat is a bit too far back. I’ll adjust it.”