Rebirth of the Wife in Despair

Chapter 238

Chapter 238 What I Meant

Eileen’s lips curved politely, her eyes carrying a hint of aloofness. “No need for these; the elevator is already full. We can take the next one,” she said.

The rejection, witnessed by many, prompted subtle glances circulating between her and Jasper.

“I forgot to take something from the private room; I need to go back,” Eileen stated.

“I’ll wait for you,” Benjamin offered.

“Okay.”

As Eileen exited, the elevator doors gradually closed behind her. Jasper knew she was being deceptive; Eileen hadn’t left anything behind but was attempting to escape.

True enough, she remained in the private room for a few extra minutes. It was only when the waiter arrived to clear the table that she finally left.

The two descended in the elevator to the underground parking lot. Eileen settled into the passenger seat, fastened her seatbelt, and said, “All right, let’s go.”

“Wait a moment.”

“Huh?”

Suddenly, Benjamin moved closer. Eileen slightly leaned back, curious about his intentions.

The man, who didn’t seem frivolous, extended his hand, and his fingers gently lifted the hair tangled in the seatbelt. “Your hair.”

A sense of caution lessened in Eileen’s heart. “Thank you.”

Benjamin’s gaze shifted away from the car window as he pressed on the accelerator, steering from the parking lot. Not far off, a few cigarette butts lay on the ground in front of the Maybach.

away

the hall-smoked cigarette from Jasper’s hand. Crossing her legs, the slit of her skirt revealing her slender legs,

any other woman in your heart. We are a perfect match, aren’t we? I know that all these years, you’ve never

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said, “Let’s put an

discarding the unfinished cigarette in her hand. She straightened her skirt and sat up properly. “Understood, I’ll stop joking around with

gave her a stern look. “You know what I

end this.”

moments, helping him weather the darkest times. These experiences taught him valuable

As a result, he consistently complied, aiming to be the perfect child in their eyes and exerting every effort to

that he couldn’t sustain this effort, allowing that woman to take advantage

his mother coped with her sorrows by drowning them in alcohol, pushing

abuse or harsh words. After consuming alcohol, his mother would confine him to a dark

would regret her actions, holding him in her arms

he vaguely recalled, occurred when he was just eight years

man never took notice. Approval or praise from him was something

home defined much

in drinking, smoking, getting tattoos, and staying out all night. In the end, he transformed into a rogue and ruffian in the eyes of everyone, a

retaliation that nearly left him beaten to death on the streets, his body covered in blood and on the brink of

by him year after

she

initially suggested

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it was youthful recklessness, a moment of

not wanting to lose someone was the same as liking them.

years ago, he nearly risked his life

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