Rebirth of the Wife in Despair by Tess Munoz

Chapter 93 No Need To Worry

Vera bit her lip, quickly turned around, and noticed the person in the back seat. Her voice was soft, with a hint of sadness. “I’m sorry, Eileen. I checked your schedule today, and I thought you had evening self-study, so I…”

Eileet in the mood to discuss these matters and didn’t care about Vera’s embarrassed expression now.

Still feeling a bit unwell, she closed her eyes and said, “It’s okay, it’s my fault. Alan, let’s go! First, drop Vera off.”

“Sure thing, Ms. Eileen.”

Alan was a trusted member of the Swan family. He was sincere, honest, and dedicated. Otherwise, Will wouldn’t have kept him around for so long.

Vera’s expression turned sour. “Alan, just take me to Eric’s company. I’ll wait for him there, and we have some things to discuss later.”

Alan didn’t directly respond to Vera. Instead, he looked at Eileen through the rearview mirror and asked, “Ms. Eileen, do you want to change the destination?”

He wanted Eileen’s approval.

Eileen mumbled a vague “yes” without saying more.

Vera seemed embarrassed as she kept her head down and remained silent.

In the past, when Eileen still had feelings for Eric, she used to go to his company after school, waiting for him to finish work, and then they would leave together. Those were the days when Eileen insisted on going to the company.

She and Vera were always different.

However, Eileen couldn’t help but wonder-who would Eric choose between Yvette, who was powerful and influential with a strong background and potential benefits for him, and Vera, his beloved first crush whom he had been through thick and thin with?

She was once a participant in this competition, but now, she was merely a member of the audience.

Eileen hoped that Vera and Eric would become a couple as compensation for what she owed Vera in her past life,

But what she owed Vera had already been repaid when she decided to take the plunge.

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It was rush hour, and the journey to Caerulus Corporation, which usually took half an hour, now took a whole hour.

in suits, blonde hair,

satisfied with the proposal you presented, Mr. Snow. We hope for a perfect collaboration in the

“Of course.”

business partners got into their black Bentley and drove away.

vehicle came to

on the closed rear passenger door,

inside.

stepped out. “Eric,” she said, her voice shaky as

asked. “What’s wrong? Not feeling well?”

her head, Vera replied, “It’s nothing: just a bit queasy. It’ll pass. Eric, will

“We’re still on time, so there’s no need to

“I hope so.”

on the way, let’s make a quick stop at the

mall.”

Ms. Eileen.”

arriving at the executive office. In the adjacent meeting room’s lounge, a

in a professional black suit with a tight-fitting skirt walked out. “Mr. Snow, everything is ready. Is this young

looked puzzled, “Eric, what’s going on?”

only stating, “You have thirty

we’ll make sure you’re satisfied.”

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ushered into the room. A team of people surrounded her, preparing

mirror, an elegant Blake evening gown hung on the rack. It looked expensive, luxurious, and elegant,

as his companion

of this, Vera nervously clasped her hands, her heart filled

to the mall to pick out a gift for Yvette. Since she was attending the banquet,

and settled on a scarf. Unexpectedly, even a simple scarf cost her over eight hundred dollars, and she considered returning it.

had provided a shopping card with a fifty percent discount, bringing the cost

was a significant price, and Eileen felt the pinch.

Mansion, unsure of what to wear to Yvette’s birthday banquet, Eileen discovered a Blake box at the bottom of her closet drawer. Opening it revealed the dress she was looking for a backless,

Perfect.

have many dress options. The ones she had were outdated and

and color of the black dress were simple, they were timeless and wouldn’t go

lip, unsure if she could pull it off.

not give it

just right. If she were skinnier, the fabric by her chest area would sag. If she were fatter, she would look round in the dress, and the flesh by her chest would

no one would believe she was a high