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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wind to blow in through the opening. It dispersed the heat and left her feeling somewhat cold.

mysterious eyes were devoid of emotion. Quickly, he stepped on the accelerator, maneuvered around the

the medicine,” a deep voice trying

a Blake medicine bottle from the car’s glove compartment, along with a bottle of water. He then asked, “Mr. Jasper, do we need to

Collins was Jasper’s psychiatrist. Jasper 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

need.” Jasper poured out two pills and swallowed them before closing his eyes to feel the pain radiating from his legs. He used this pain

sense that Eileen

only met a few times, Jasper couldn’t figure out what exactly had caused them

not to overthink the

at the Undella Mansion and was awakened

up groggily with a man’s jacket draped over her arm as she got out of the car. As she walked into the foyer, the tantalizing aroma

ravioli are almost

was Vera’s voice, who was

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 a banquet would be so

to find that Eric was no longer in the hall. In

answer a phone

returned. “Eileen… I’ve just finished making

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and replied in a listless voice, “No, thanks. You guys go ahead and eat! I’m going

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 fell to the floor. Barefoot, she stepped onto the soft

was only half-dried. She quickly slipped into

clothes were still lying on the ground. It

was neatly hung on

on the bedside table lit up in the middle of the night. In her sleep, she seemed to

up promptly at

in the bathroom, she was reminded of her arrival the previous night. She began to replay

tired. After taking off her dress, she left it on the floor and didn’t bother

her dress

wasn’t a

crossed her mind, but she suddenly felt a wave of nausea. Rushing to the toilet, she