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.

back to do

to it after you

into the dining room. The dining

kicked everyone else out

grandson up and down. “You’re all thin now, Jasper. Eat more.”

“Thank you, Grandma.”

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

took a bite of fish. “I’ve been good these past few years. It’s a

uncomfortably in his seat,

don’t have to worry about me, Dad. I’m

a little guilty about Jasper.

can just stay here from now on. We’ve cleaned

kept your room this whole

you

no place in this house, I don’t want to get in anyone’s way here.” Jasper’s tone

only grandson we have, and you’re going to take

no one had been allowed into the Smith household after John

Elm was no

Jasper. Is that what she taught

clenched his chopsticks, his veins popping. “What she’s taught me is none of your

any of you. I’m sorry, Grandma.”

Jasper’s mood, and put a wrinkled hand over his. “What’s the matter, Jasper? Were you bullied by anyone? You

mouth before

“He’s outside

a hand.

wearing a black T-shirt, and covered in injuries as he was thrown to the

and widened his

were ben in weird directions as his wrists had been broken, lying on the ground semi-conscious as he glowered

good-for-nothing.

to panic. “Jasper, that’s your