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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longer accommodate even that

so little all day. You must have

you check if there’s anything in

“Alright.”

time has passed, there should be some news

with a thick file in her

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

she was to attend

smile appeared on Eileen’s face. “I’ve

kind of award is

clear yet. It seems the award will be announced on the day itself.”

the picture with a mindset of giving

addition to receiving a bonus, she could also sign

online, hearing that they

the path of Olympiad Math proved impassable, she

incapable

spoke again. “Ms. 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. I

were an ordinary number, Mary wouldn’t have said anything. However, that phone number was all eights. In her long life, that was

dare to use

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picked up

actually no need for us to have too much interaction. He is indeed wonderful, but perhaps we are destined not

what kind of emotion she was dealing with,

days 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 weather hadn’t warmed up yet, so she layered a few

was the first time since being discharged from the hospital that she willingly stepped out of Undella Mansion after such a long time.

find some time to get a driver’s license. Having her own car would certainly make getting out and

happened to hit the

top executives of Boundless Tech present at that event, but

the main seat below the stage. Next to him sat a woman with red curled hair, dressed in a black strapless dress. She was flamboyant and wild,

tattoo on her neck, extending to her chest,

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

her fingernails. “I heard that the only one who won an award this time

silent, his intimidating gaze dimmed, fixated on the stage.