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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no longer accommodate even that habit she had maintained for

all the while muttering, “Ms. Eileen, you eat so little all day. You must have low blood sugar.

spoke calmly. “Could you check if there’s anything

“Alright.”

much time has passed, there should be some

later, Mary ascended the stairs with a thick file in her hands.

took it and opened it. What she pulled out was an invitation with golden embossed. letters.

to attend the award

rare smile appeared on Eileen’s

What kind of award is it?” asked

It seems the award will be

she approached painting the picture with a mindset of giving it

a bonus, she could also sign a work

online, hearing that they were

path of Olympiad Math proved impassable, she would

held countless possibilities. Even if she felt incapable of doing anything, why shouldn’t she

mobile phone. The caller didn’t say a word. I have

ordinary number, Mary wouldn’t have said anything. However, that phone number was all eights. In her long life, that was the first time she had

one wouldn’t dare to use that number.

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she picked up her phone

for us to have too much interaction. He is indeed wonderful, but perhaps we are destined not to

of emotion she was dealing with, Eileen had always been sincere.

effort to dress up. She simply wore a casual black hooded jacket and light-colored sporty long pants. The weather hadn’t warmed up yet, so she layered a few more pieces of clothing. However, to enhance her complexion,

hospital that she willingly stepped out of Undella Mansion after such a long time. Outside, the sun was shining brightly, its rays casting a warm glow on her

her seatbelt, she pondered whether she should find some time to get a driver’s license. Having her own car would certainly make getting out

she happened to hit the

present at that event, but

dressed in a black strapless dress. She was flamboyant and wild, with diamond tassel earrings hanging long on her shoulders, appearing quite aggressive at first glance.

the magnetic tattoo on her neck, extending

to Jasper’s right, gently reminded him, “Mr. Smith, an hour has already passed. When shall

only one who won an award this

his intimidating gaze dimmed, fixated