Rebirth of the Wife in Despair

Chapter 239 I Dare Not Open The Door

“Fabian, take her back to Jeahron.”

Jeahron was a small city located about one to two hundred kilometers from Hulbury. It was also Nancy’s hometown. The drive there would only take about two to three hours.

“But Mr. Smith, you-

“I know what I’m doing.” Jasper got out of the car. When Nancy tried to follow him, Fabian locked the door. Nancy’s makeup was smeared from crying, her fingernails desperately scratching at the car window. “Jasper, you liar! It was you who asked me to stay with your forever, but now you’re the one pushing me away!”

Jasper simply kept quiet.

“I’m sorry, Jasper. I shouldn’t have left you. The car accident was just an accident. I never expected it to change you like this. From now on, I’ll make it up to you with the rest of my life! Let’s not part ways again, I beg you… Please don’t send me back. Without you, I’ll go

mad!”

Nancy pounded on the car window as she continued yelling, “Fabian, open the door! I need to get out!”

Fabian opened the partition between the front and back seats, remaining unmoved despite Nancy’s shouting.

Originally, he wanted to wait until tonight to tell her these words.

However, a voice deep within him was telling him that he had waited long enough.

If I don’t go back and find her soon, my girl will be completely gone from my life! What difference would it make if I bow my head once more this time? After all, I’m the one who can’t let go!

It was just past nine in the evening at the tattoo parlor when a young girl, about sixteen or seventeen, with her hair in dreadlocks, raised an eyebrow at the handsome, bare-chested man covered in tattoos in front of her. “Hey, handsome… Are you sure you want to remove them all at once? This is no joking matter. I suggest you do it in several sessions instead. Otherwise, the wounds might get infected, and with such a large area, I’m afraid I might have to keep cleaning until tomorrow,” she said while chewing on a piece of gum.

But she had to admit that the man had an impeccable figure. Actually, your tattoo looks quite good on you-”

Jasper pulled out a thick wad of bills from his wallet. It amounted to at least over a thousand. This was almost equivalent to her salary for several months.

the money when it was offered

the girl with the dreadlocks as she pulled up at chair to sit beside him. She began to clean the tattoo on the back of his hand, her fingers. lightly brushing over it as she continued, “Have you had scars here before? It

looked at the ceiling painted with colorful oil paints and the glaring

numerous scars, large and small, all left by his mother in her drunken stupors. These scars had been his companions for over

due to the

inked just like her,

start anew, there was

anymore.

he seemed to be harboring many secrets. She didn’t ask

Mansion, Mary had prepared a late-night

the front gate. I didn’t dare make a sound inside the mansion. It seems he didn’t get

can take it home with you. I can’t finish all of this by

You should get some

Mary as the sole housekeeper, Eileen had her move from the cramped housekeeper’s room to the guest room

all, it was a waste to leave so many

muttering to herself, “Oh my, this is such a good family. Where

these delicacies before, when she brought them home, her old man relished them. However, Mary never snuck that food home. She would always obtain permission before

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herself to steal.

plate of washed strawberries. before heading upstairs. She only ate the

lifeless house… It may be comfortable

was supposed to call you when Ms. Eileen returned… Don’t worry, though. She’s doing great right now! When are you coming

let out a

my… Why are you coughing? Are you sick? Feeling any better?” Mary

frail as she replied, “It’s just the same old ailment. As long as she’s doing well, that’s all that matters.

to this great job. I’ll come to visit you at the hospital tomorrow!”

night was bathed

bathroom and placed

Jasper had left a line of poetry in her

like she had succeeded.