Rebirth of the Wife in Despair

Chapter 236 Waiting For Her

Every now and then, the school would call the mansion, but Eileen just wanted some peace. So, she unplugged all the phone lines and didn’t even know where her cell phone was. Eileen had completely isolated herself from the outside world.

In this way, she led a simple life day by day, eating, sleeping, and painting. Occasionally, when she was in a good mood, she would water the flowers in the garden.

Meanwhile, at Caerulus Corporation, Eric casually put his hand in his pocket as he walked out of the meeting room, with Gavin following closely by his side. “How are things going at Undella Mansion?”

Gavin reported, “Ms. Eileen has confined herself to the mansion since she returned from the hospital. It’s been a long time since she last stepped out.”

Eric’s eyes were mysteriously inscrutable. It was hard to tell what he was thinking. “Mhm.”

When Eric returned to his office, he sat at his desk, absentmindedly moving the mouse in his hand. A scene from the mansion’s grand hall appeared on the computer screen. A woman was casually dressed in Blake, knee-length floral loungewear, sitting cross-legged in the hall, washing a paintbrush in her hand. The image was zoomed in, revealing the enticing curve near her chest, a pair of prominent peaks, seemingly due to the lack of an undergarment. The thin fabric revealed two protruding points, leaving much to the imagination.

Eric picked up the freshly brewed coffee from the side of the table and took a sip, trying to calm the unease in his stomach.

It wasn’t that she couldn’t do anything. She simply chose not to.

Even if she was useless, he had the ability to ensure she lived a worry-free and peaceful life for the rest of her days.

Everything Eileen had been doing those days was under his watchful eye. He knew every move she made like the back of his hand.

On the screen, the young woman who was originally sitting used the couch to stand up. However, her body swayed unsteadily, and just as she was about to fall, a sense of unease inevitably tightened in Eric’s heart. Fortunately, a housekeeper appeared in time to steady

her.

As she moved, Eric spotted the neglected milk bottles in the corner.

Eric’s eyebrows furrowed once again.

Eric remembered Eileen’s routine. Every day, she would have a drink before bed and upon

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accommodate even that habit she had maintained for eighteen years, which had changed so effortlessly.

must have low blood sugar. Rest for a while. I’ll bring the food up when it’s

on the bed, Eileen spoke calmly. “Could you check if there’s anything

“Alright.”

time has passed, there should be

stairs with a thick file in her hands. “This just arrived. What is this,

opened it. What she pulled out

that she was to attend the award ceremony

on Eileen’s face. “I’ve won an

award

It seems the award will

approached painting the picture with a mindset of giving it a

she could also sign a

also followed related topics online,

the path of Olympiad Math proved impassable, she

if she felt incapable of doing

Eileen, not long ago, I received a call on my mobile phone. The caller didn’t say a word. I have no idea who they were.

phone number was all eights. In her long life, that was the first time she had ever seen

any status, one wouldn’t dare

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picked up her phone to show

us to have too

matter what kind of emotion she was

later, at six in the afternoon, Eileen didn’t make any special effort to dress up. She simply wore a casual black hooded jacket and light-colored sporty long pants. The

was the first time since being discharged from the hospital that she willingly stepped out of Undella Mansion after such a long time. Outside, the sun was shining brightly, its rays casting

driver she had booked arrived at the door. As Eileen fastened her seatbelt, she pondered whether she should find some time to get a driver’s license. Having her own car would certainly make

to Boundless Tech, she happened to hit the evening rush hour.

only were the top executives of Boundless Tech present at that event, but also the senior leadership from

to him sat a woman with red curled hair, dressed in a black strapless dress. She was flamboyant

the magnetic tattoo on her neck, extending to her chest, was also

Jasper’s right, gently reminded him, “Mr. Smith, an hour

idly fiddled with her fingernails. “I heard that the only one who won an award this

dimmed, fixated