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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“Give it to me. I’m not quite full

caught a cold. I don’t want to pass it on to

all, they were just pretending to be harmonious with one another. They didn’t

to bother about her.

the dishes and put

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

up into a faint smile. “It’s okay.”

“Do you

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 head, wiped her hands with a tissue, and said, “He treats

and you’re no longer clinging to me all the time.”

up.” As soon as her words fell, Eileen saw a beam

phone in her

phone, a faint smile still lingering on her lips.

“Are you

I’m here to pick you

I’ll be right

picked up her backpack from the couch.

was bending over, wiping

his hawk-like gaze on her. “Won’t you stay? We have guest rooms

was suddenly looking at her with such

not

remark and ran out.

watched her eagerness

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 seems as if this place is terrifying to her, but isn’t

to the approaching figure. Eileen stepped forward, wrapping her arms around his

covered by a black overcoat, with clear droplets of water on his shoulders, she asked, “Why

face, his gaze filled with affection. “It started to rain a bit when I came to pick you

Eileen nodded. “Mmhm.”

driving the car. As Eileen settled into the passenger seat, she couldn’t shake off the feeling that someone else had

seat.

her seatbelt. “What’s the

seat is a bit too