Rebirth of the Wife in Despair

Chapter 233

Chapter 233 Where To Go

The painting lay spread out on the table, labeled with Eileen’s name.

Jasper’s fingers traced over the painting. “Is she the winner of this competition?” Every time. he came across something related to her, his emotions would subconsciously calm down.

Fabian replied, “The organizers sent this over. They want to hear your opinion.”

Truth be told, Fabian had always known that Eileen would definitely participate in this competition. She loved painting, and her skills were on par with any professional artist.

“Does she know that Smith Corporation is a co-organizer of this competition?” Jasper asked.

Fabian answered, “No one knows, so I assume Ms. Eileen is equally clueless.”

“That’s all for now.”

“Yes, Mr. Smith.”

Fabian left, closing the office door behind him. Jasper meticulously scanned every detail of the painting. She hasn’t contacted me these past few days because of this.

Eileen was clear-headed and knew exactly what she wanted. No matter what happened, she could always maintain a rational mind.

Sometimes, Jasper wished she would throw a tantrum instead of doing nothing at all. At least then he could feel that she cared for him, even if it was just a little.

Feeling upset that she had easily pushed him towards someone else, Jasper soon called the organizers.

One afternoon, five days later, Eileen asked, “Is there anything to eat, Mary? I’m hungry.” Eileen hadn’t changed her clothes for days. Her hair was clumped together and extremely greasy, while her body emanated a peculiar odor.

Mary was picking vegetables when she saw Eileen looking disheveled. Her eyes widened in surprise, but she didn’t say anything. “Ms. Eileen, it’s not mealtime yet, but how about I make you some eggs and toast?”

“You’re not allowed to cook for her. From now on, if she’s hungry, she can come down to cat during mealtime. Otherwise, she’ll be spoiled.”

the room. Running her hand through her hair, she looked as if she had just woken up. Squinting, she walked downstairs

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company matters.

cabinet. She found that the snacks. that were usually stocked were gone, leaving

back to the kitchen. Mary couldn’t bear it either. If

the fridge, Eileen saw that it was filled with various vegetables and

fridge. Looking rather listless, she took out a bottle of chilled orange juice. “Where are

“Mr. Swan and Mrs. Swan might be gone for a long

too. I’ll pay you three times your salary. It

was shocked at how quickly she

there will be no one to clean the villa or cook for you.”

to death, nor do I need anyone

broken.

to head upstairs with a bottle of juice, someone suddenly blocked her

could speak, Eileen, seemingly lifeless, looked at the staircase behind him. “You should

in this house from the beginning to the end. Does it really matter if anyone is

not?

hand. “Sharon had

speedy recovery then, but I won’t be visiting her

for over a decade.

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suspicions. She was

was just the

from her predicament, to forget everything,

muddle through the rest of her life like that, living without a

wrestled her hand free from his grip. Step by step, she

had improved significantly. At least she no longer locked herself in her room all the time. Now, she was just like a zombie, living

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