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

to pass it on to you.” After

pretending to be harmonious

to bother

and put them in the cupboard.

done eating, just leave the dishes. I’ll wash them. You’re a lady. You shouldn’t be

a faint smile. “It’s okay.”

“Do you

Smith residence as well? Eileen… to be 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

her hands with a tissue, and said, “He treats me very

more sensible than before, and you’re no longer clinging to me all the time.”

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

the phone in her

phone, a faint smile still lingering on her

“Are you

to pick you up.”

be right out.”

her backpack from

was bending over, wiping

her. “Won’t you stay? We have guest rooms here”

why he was suddenly looking at her

not convenient”

remark and ran out.

watched

said, “Eric, I don’t know if it’s just my imagination, but why do I always feel. that Eileen doesn’t want to stay in her own home? It

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

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

gently brushing it against her soft face, his gaze filled with affection. “It started to

Eileen nodded. “Mmhm.”

the passenger seat, she couldn’t shake off the feeling

sat in the passenger seat. The last time she sat in the

her seatbelt. “What’s the

bit too far back.