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 after

pushed into the dining room. The dining table was laden

was coming, and kicked everyone else out of the house in fear that they

eyes reddened, looking her grandson up and down. “You’re all

“Thank you, Grandma.”

in an attempt to please 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

took a bite of fish. “I’ve been good these past few years. It’s a little late for you to be caring for me, isn’t it,

uncomfortably in his seat, his

to worry about me, Dad.

felt a little

stay here from now

your room this whole time, you

you

I don’t want to get in anyone’s way here.” Jasper’s tone was icy.

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

not know that no one had been allowed into the Smith household after John had

Elm was no exception.

Is that what she taught you all these years?”

popping. “What she’s taught me is

never wanted to disrupt any of you. I’m sorry,

Jasper’s mood, and put a wrinkled hand over his. “What’s the matter, Jasper? Were

the fork he was holding, wiping his mouth

butler said, “He’s outside the door.”

a

tow. He was wearing a black T-shirt,

who it was, and widened his

wrists had been broken, lying on the ground semi-conscious as he glowered in front of

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

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