Rebirth of the Wife in Despair

Chapter 215 Cannot Accept Being Betrayed Again

Eileen enjoyed a bowl of chicken and tomato stew while Jasper sat patiently by her side.

As for the matter discussed in the car, no one mentioned it again.

Perhaps we should just leave it at that.

Jasper asked, “Does it taste good?”

Eileen replied, “It’s okay… I… I’ll go back to my room to do my homework. Rest early. Goodnight.”

“Goodnight.”

Jasper watched her climb the stairs, holding a lighter in his hand, lost in thought.

Richard sensed the tension between the two and cautiously asked, “Did you have an argument with Ms. Eileen, Mr. Jasper?”

Jasper crossed his left leg over his right and leaned back. “Eileen wanted my help dealing with those reporters, but I didn’t agree. Am I not good enough for her? Our relationship is nothing to be ashamed of.”

After considering it, Richard said, “Ms. Eileen may not be accustomed to receiving so much attention. She tends to keep to herself and rarely interacts with others. Now… the entertainment reporters have disturbed her, so it’s understandable that she’s anxious. If Ms. Eileen does marry into the Smith family one day, she’ll have to get used to it sooner or later. It’s not necessarily a bad thing for her to adapt to it.”

Once she graduates, she’s destined to become Mrs. Smith of Smith Corporation. In the future, she will encounter even more media reporters. If she can’t handle it now, then in the future, she will only learn to back down.

Richard seemed convinced by his own words and added, “Today, Old Mrs. Smith came to the mansion looking for Ms. Eileen, saying she wanted to have some butternut squash oatmeal

A faint smile appeared on Jasper’s lips. “I can’t bear to let her cook She’s meant to enjoy life.”

After finishing her homework, Eileen memorized a few words and went to sleep.

The following morning arrived

Jasper buttoned his suit as he descended the stairs He didnt see anyone familiar at the

dining table. He scanned the coure hall but couldn’t find Eileen Wheir’s deen he asked

“Ms. Eileen left for school quite early today. She said she wanted to familiarize herself with the examination venue.”

In the past, Eileen would always take her seat first, waiting for him to join her for a meal. Afterwards, he would drop her off at school.

Jasper noticed Eileen trying to avoid him, feeling annoyed. It seemed that she was avoiding him because of what happened yesterday.

He didn’t appreciate her acting this

way.

of sticky

“We’ll pay together.”

This voice…

turned her head and looked

always see him at the school gate?

bought a few bagels and pretzels, putting the change into his wallet. “Am

her head. “What are you doing here?”

confident with Olympiad Math?” Eric

nothing to do with

His warm breath brushed against her, his voice deep and magnetic as he spoke. “Once the exam is over… I have a gift

step back, creating distance

away.

good could he possibly

Eric drove past a shopping mall. He walked into a lingerie store, where a sales associate immediately

various styles here. You can take

for

your

are all too conservative, not suitable

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associate quickly responded, “Certainly, certainly.

underwear there was nearly transparent, and some panties were nothing more than three simple

up a thin, transparent piece of fabric, glanced at it, and said, “I’ll take all

size.”

wait a moment. I’ll go prepare it for

felt uneasy, not knowing why, but she couldn’t shake the

opportunity to familiarize the students with

seated at the very end, and Jason, who was in front of her, would occasionally come over to chat with her.

a photo sent

it, Eileen felt a chill run through her entire body, her

was sleeping on a Blake hotel bed, bare-chested, with a hand resting on his forehead. The time and date recorded on it. were not too far in the past. It was from just after the

echoed in her

ask what

back soon… in about three days.”

you so engrossed

interrupted

her grasp, clattering onto the ground. She was in

the phone’s

to see Eileen in such a state of panic and contusion

quickly

her phone