Rebirth of the Wife in Despair by Tess Munoz

Chapter 87 No Accident

“What?” Eileen exclaimed.

Then, Eileen witnessed Jasper retrieving a small black velvet pouch from his pocket. From within, he revealed a stunning Blake, crescent-shaped transparent pendant. The thin silver chain it hung from sparkled like a constellation of stars.

He approached slowly, but Eileen pushed him away. “No, I can’t accept it. It’s too valuable.”

Jasper’s gaze remained fixed on her, a hint of desolation in his voice. “Eileen, this necklace is a gift I personally designed for you. Today is not only your birthday but also the anniversary of our first formal meeting. If we are still friends, please don’t reject me, okay?”

The necklace was truly exquisite, flawless in every way. It was so beautiful that no one could resist admiring it upon seeing it.

His gaze was intense, and Eileen simply couldn’t bring herself to reject him. In a soft voice, she said, “But I have nothing to give you.”

“No worries. I’m already very happy that you could come today.”

Eileen’s eyelashes fluttered, her hands tightly clutching the hems on both sides of her dress as she nodded.

She agreed.

Jasper constantly reminded himself not to be overly anxious and to take things slowly. Yet, he couldn’t control the desire within his heart.

Jasper thought, “This girl before me is mine.”

He leaned over, personally placing the necklace around her neck. He brushed her long hair to one side, bringing him closer to her exposed, delicate, swan-like neck. Moreover, a sweet scent of strawberries emanated from her, which he found intoxicating.

Eileen was very sensitive. Perhaps it was a sense of self-protection, but she didn’t like people. getting too close to her. It could also be a trauma from her past life.

His hot breath spread across her neck, causing Eileen to shrink back a little in discomfort. “A- Are you done? I’m a bit cold.”

“Yes.” Jasper fastened the silver clasp, and the crescent pendant rested on her chest. It was as pure as her, as luminous as the moon, much like the beam of light that illuminated him, when he was in darkness.

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Unlike the sun, which was bright and blinding, the glow was subtle and gentle, capable of calming him down. Even the darkness within his heart could be dispelled.

On the way back, there weren’t many people around. It was almost nine o’clock now.

later than nine. That was the curfew Will

as Gavin said, there were too many enemies targeting the

was indeed at risk when she was

lost in thought, Jasper asked, “What’s on your mind? I can speak to your uncle if you’re worried about being scolded when you return. Or are you tired? You can take a nap. I’ll wake

composure, Eileen shook her head. “I’m fine.”

about Eileen at that moment, as if she was burdened

come to me anytime. No matter what, I’ll always be there

eyes carrying an emotion that was hard to decipher. “Can I really tell him? Can Jasper help me break free from the Swan family

was nothing but an ant in front of the Smith family. A single command

not let me off the hook. Then, what reason should I use to bring up this matter? The more I spoke, the more suspicious Jasper would become. If he were to thoroughly investigate the deeds of the Swan family, it would surely be the end of them. And I will be destined to

it for her to perish alongside Eileen.

Eric’s ability, even without the Swan family, he

figured she might suffer a

would go to any length

her way, she could

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school graduation.

if it would be better that way. For one, she wouldn’t have to wait for the annual foreign exchange student program

with him. They hadn’t spent much time together, and their

raised an

voice her thoughts, a blinding light suddenly shone in their direction.

the steering wheel while Richard gripped the

a several-ton truck driving toward

split second before the impending collision, Eileen thought she was about to die. She closed her eyes in fear until a strong and powerful hand pulled her away. Eileen found herself shielded

from above. “It’s okay. Don’t be

on his chest, listening to Jasper’s heart pounding

was also

facing the same dangers, he, like Eric, protected her in the most perilous moments.

Mastiff had lunged at her. Eric had protected her with his life, getting bitten in the process. Even now, deep bite marks were still visible on his arm.

It was extraordinarily calm, steady, and rhythmic, just

fear, no matter what he