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 don’t want to pass it on to

they were just pretending to be harmonious with one another. They

to bother

dishes and put

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

a faint smile.

“Do you

since you were little. Other people’s homes are not like your own. 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

looked thoughtfully at Sharon. She then turned her head, wiped her hands with a tissue, and said, “He

before, and you’re no longer clinging to

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

then, the phone in

faint smile still lingering on her

“Are you

here to

I’ll be right out.”

from the couch. “I’m leaving first.”

bending over, wiping the table.

on her. “Won’t you stay? We

he was suddenly looking

It’s not

a remark and

her constantly. As he watched her eagerness to leave, his eyes

that Eileen doesn’t want to stay in her

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

his usual gray suit today, covered by a black overcoat, with clear droplets of water on his shoulders,

against her soft face, his gaze filled with affection. “It started to rain a bit when I came to pick you up after work.

Eileen nodded. “Mmhm.”

Jasper was the one driving the car. As Eileen settled into the passenger seat, she couldn’t shake off the feeling that someone else had been in her

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

seatbelt.

The seat is a bit