Rebirth of the Wife in Despair by Tess Munoz

Chapter 98 Not A Dream

Before Eileen could even speak, he interrupted her, “Eileen, I’m just concerned about you. Did I do something to upset you? Please tell me. I am willing to change!”

A tattooed hand gently caressed her head as his gaze fell upon her. She wasn’t sure if it was just her imagination, but she thought she saw a hint of panic in his eyes.

Whenever he wore such an expression, Eileen couldn’t help but feel sorry for him. She felt that she shouldn’t have said things that upset him.

Eileen’s gaze flitted around, unsure of where to rest. She knew it was because she was overly sensitive to everything around her, and her self-defense mechanism was too strong.

“I… I’m sorry…” Eileen stammered and brushed her hair aside. “I should go now. You should also go back and rest early. Good night.”

Eileen didn’t know how to tell him that it wasn’t his fault. He was amazing!

She was the problem..

Before Jasper had a chance to say goodnight to her, he watched as she hastily retreated as if fleeing from a flood or a ferocious beast. Her black, flowing dress formed a beautiful arc as she moved away swiftly.

Eileen took a deep breath and tried to calm her emotions. When she regained her

composure, she realized she was still draped in his jacket. A faint scent of mint wafted from the fabric. It was a familiar aroma that belonged to him.

Thinking of him, Eileen felt a whirlwind of emotions. Holding her phone, she was at a loss. She didn’t know what she could do to lessen the hurt her words had just inflicted on him.

A few minutes later, her phone began to vibrate.

She unlocked her phone and saw that it was a message from him.

It was a simple two-word phrase. “Good night.”

Her heart sank. The better he treated her, the more she condemned herself inside.

The black Cayenne trailed slowly behind the car, maintaining a safe distance. Jasper waited for a few minutes, but his phone did not light up. His thin lips were tightly pressed together, and a sense of loss weighed heavily on his heart. A suffocating feeling washed over him as if the past was creeping back. He was afraid he would not be able to control himself…

In another Audi, Vera gently reminded, “Eric, when are we leaving?”

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again, allowing the wind to blow in through the opening.

the

a deep voice trying to suppress the pain rang

Blake medicine bottle from the car’s glove compartment, along with a bottle of water. He then asked,

suffered from severe bipolar disorder. Sometimes, his condition flared up and made it difficult for him to control his actions. It would even lead him to do some

out two pills and swallowed them before closing his eyes to feel the pain radiating

that Eileen was

few times, Jasper couldn’t figure out what exactly had

tried his best not to overthink

almost midnight, Eileen finally arrived at the Undella Mansion and was awakened by

as she got out of

the ravioli are

was Vera’s voice, who was busy in the

hung her head low as her eyes were fighting off sleep. Usually, she would be fast asleep. before eleven and rarely stay up this late. She had not expected that attending

that Eric was no longer in the hall. In just a

to answer a phone

who had just returned. “Eileen… I’ve just finished making ravioli. Would you like

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her head and replied in a listless voice, “No, thanks. You guys

corridor railing, she returned to her room. After closing the door and ensuring it was securely locked, she slipped off her shoulder straps. Her silky long dress

stepping out of the bathroom, her long hair was only half-dried. She quickly slipped into her

the ground. It was a

hung on the coat rack.

the night. In her sleep,

Eileen woke up promptly

she was reminded of her arrival the previous night. She began to replay the scene of her walking through the door….

off her dress, she left it on the floor and didn’t bother to tidy up at

up, her dress was gone, along with her

it wasn’t a dream last

a wave of nausea. Rushing to the toilet, she began to