Rebirth of the Wife in Despair by Tess Munoz

Chapter 20 Is That What She Taught You All These Years?

“The car’s ready, Sir. Are you really going to the Smiths?”

“Why can’t I?” A young man in a blazer sitting on a wheelchair asked. There were tattoos peeking through his sleeves, and he radiated an air of authority.

“But Madam said…”

Jasper looked up, staring at the butler coldly. “What I do is none of her business!”

“I’m sorry, Sir, I shouldn’t have said that. Let me take you downstairs now.”

Jasper was leaving the house for the first time in years. He had not seen the sun outside in a long time.

He saw that the weather was lovely outside, just like Eileen had said.

An hour later, Jasper had arrived at the massive Smith mansion. There were over ten servants waiting for him as the car slowly rolled up to the front door.

A servant walked up with a wheelchair, and another helped him onto it. “Welcome home, Mr. Smith Jasper did not react much to this.

He had forgotten how long it had been since he had come back.

“Oh my, Jasper…”

A hoarse voice rang from nearby, followed by the sight of an old lady hobbling over holding a cane.

John Smith hurried up to her from behind. “Slow down, Mom.”

Jasper saw the old woman, and said, “Grandma.”

There were tears in Old Mrs. Smith’s eyes. “You finally came back to see me.”

Jasper nodded, before spotting the middle-age man behind his grandmother. The two men locked eyes, and Jasper looked away coldly.

to do

can get to it

into the dining room. The dining table

Mrs. Smith had heard he was coming, and kicked everyone else out of the house in fear that they would

and down. “You’re all thin now, Jasper.

“Thank you, Grandma.”

his mother, “How have you been these years? I heard didn’t go to school? Your entrance exams are coming up, would you like to sit for them? I can enroll you into a school if you would

good these past few years. It’s a little late for you to be caring for me, isn’t

shifted uncomfortably in his seat,

worry about me, Dad. I’m perfectly

little guilty about

here from

Mrs. Smith said, “Yes, yes. I’ve kept your room this whole time, you should move back in.”

you

don’t want to get in

Smith’s expression darkened at once. “Who said that? You’re the only grandson we have, and you’re going to take on the family business. Who

that no one had been allowed into the Smith household after

was

your tone, Jasper. Is that what she taught you all these

popping. “What she’s taught me is none of your

never wanted to disrupt any

Jasper’s mood, and put a wrinkled hand over his. “What’s the matter, Jasper? Were you bullied by anyone? You can tell me… I’ll stand up for

his mouth before looking at the man. behind me.

said, “He’s outside the door.”

a hand.

man in tow. He was wearing a black T-shirt, and covered in injuries

was, and widened

in weird directions as his wrists had been broken, lying on the ground semi-conscious as he glowered in front of him.

looked disgusted at once. “This good-for-nothing.

seemed to panic. “Jasper, that’s your brother!”