Chapter 74 Beware Of Eric

Today marked the day of the art exhibition.

Eileen hain’t forgotten, so she intentionally woke up earlier to freshen up. She dressed herself in a Blake cashmere coat, a black knitted long skirt, and warm fluffy thermal leggings underneath. The weather that day was gloomy, with temperatures hovering around zero degrees.

The weather in Hulbury had been as unpredictable as a roller coaster ride lately. Frost had already formed in the flower beds of the mansion, and the maple leaves, which were green. just yesterday, had turned red overnight.

The layer of Blake frost covering everything was so chilling to behold.

With her head bowed, Eileen buried her face in her scarf, her cheeks slightly flushed from the cold.

I wonder if it will snow today.

As soon as the taxi arrived, Eileen hastily opened the door and got in.

Eileen disliked keeping people waiting, so she set off half an hour early. By the time she arrived, a long line had already formed at the entrance of the exhibition hall, with everyone clutching a ticket in their hand.

Within ten minutes of Eileen’s arrival, a Cayenne pulled up.

From the car, Jasper looked out the window and saw Eileen, dressed in Blake, hopping in place on the steps. A smile tugged at his lips. “Stop here!”

Fabian responded, “Understood, Mr. Smith.”

Eileen grumbled to herself. If I had known it would be this chilly, I would have worn an extra pair of socks. My feet are freezing!

“Ms. Eileen…”

A familiar voice called out from behind her. Eileen turned around to see Richard and a person sitting in a wheelchair.

Jasper smiled slightly. “I apologize for keeping you waiting.”

Eileen hurriedly replied, “No, no, I just arrived as well. Shall we go inside then?”

“Ms. Eileen…” Richard called out to her. “We won’t be going in. Could you please help take

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care of Mr. Smith?”

Fabian tactfully pretended to answer a phone call, then turned and left.

Richard followed suit, leaving Jasper behind.

have

cold?” Eileen fussed like a mother hen as she touched his hand, which felt as cold as ice. “I knew you. wouldn’t

Eric, but Vera had beaten her to it. In her frustration, Eileen had thrown them. into her wardrobe, never expecting that they would

well-defined. Eileen opened the glove and he slipped his hand in. She helped him adjust each finger into place, and it fit perfectly. “Here, this is for you too,” she said.

this?” Jasper had never been taken care of proactively before. So far, everyone would

warm. If your hands are cold, just slip them

before. But now that you’ve given me this,

her hand. “I have one too. Sit tight; we’re lining up to go

“All right.”

when she

Jasper’s neck. “I invited. you the temperature has dropped

here, and

about him getting tired or cold. Whenever he was about to leave for work, she would. check how

iron each piece of clothing he was going to wear the next day and hang them up so he wouldn’t have to rush

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a habit of carelessly misplacing things, and then he couldn’t

the one who tidied up the

everything personally. She worried for over a decade about a man who didn’t love her,

care of others hadn’t changed at

she feared that she might talk too much and

hall was air-conditioned, so

paintings. Eileen didn’t want to

her, Edward left her mostly

lifeless; instead, they exuded a

it was the scenery or the portraits, they were

lifelike.

guarded. No one was allowed to approach, as any of these

he creates is remarkable, isn’t

admire his work

a photo that had fallen out of one of the books. It was a painting by Mr. Edward, and I still vividly remember it was titled. Fantasia. It depicted the most beautiful aurora I’ve ever seen, its light streaking across the night sky, a dazzling dream in a frigid world. It’s difficult for a paintbrush

it one day. As long as

snapped out of her thoughts. “It doesn’t matter anymore. So much time has passed since then. Just being able to attend his art exhibition and see his paintings with my own eyes has already made me very

one floor, and there were still two

r

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they sat in the lounge for a while to rest.

to use the restroom?” Jasper

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