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.

her not to accept the money when it

began to clean the tattoo on the back of his hand, her fingers. lightly brushing over it as she

was injured,” Jasper replied as he looked at the ceiling painted with colorful oil paints

mother in her drunken stupors. These scars had been his companions for over

due to the

wanted to get inked just like her, all in an effort to cover up these

anew, there was no need to hold onto

anymore.

harboring many secrets. She didn’t ask much

Mansion, Mary had prepared

by today. His car was parked at the front gate. I didn’t dare make a sound inside the mansion. It seems he didn’t get the

understand. I won’t be having supper, so you can take it home with you. I can’t finish all of this

should get some rest early,

housekeeper, Eileen had her move from the

all, it was a waste to leave so many rooms

my, this is such a good family.

to indulge in truffle and abalone. Even though she had never tried these delicacies before, when she brought

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herself to steal.

off the lights in the living room and picked up a plate of washed strawberries. before heading upstairs. She only ate the ones that were half good. The good ones she had already delivered to

and lifeless house… It may be

Sharon’s number, and it took three tries before the call went through. “Hello, Sharon, I was supposed to call you when Ms. Eileen returned…

out a few coughs.

you sick? Feeling

ailment. As long as she’s doing well, that’s all that matters. I’m sorry for the trouble, please take good

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

was bathed in silence.

placed her

time when Jasper had left a line of poetry in her

like she had succeeded.