Rebirth of the Wife in Despair by Tess Munoz

Chapter 101 Your Family Is Quite Strict

Eileen had already left Skyline Building. At this hour, there were hardly any buses around. Standing in front of the bus stop sign, she stomped her feet to ward off the cold. The approaching bus came to a halt before the traffic lights at the zebra crossing.

it was currently rush hour in Hulbury, and the streets were somewhat congested.

Just as she was about to stand up and search through her bag for change, she caught sight of a black car stopping in front of her from the corner of her eye. Eileen looked up to see the car window rolling down, revealing a handsome face with deep-set features. The man coldly said, “Get in!”

Why isn’t Yvette in the car?

Where is she?

After thinking for a few seconds, Eileen decided to sit in the back seat. She closed the car door. Being alone with him in the car always created a somewhat oppressive atmosphere.

“How did you come to know Yvette?” he asked her, looking through the rearview mirror.

Eileen said in a soft voice, “She has changed classes. She is now in the same class as me.”

He didn’t say anything more. The car turned around and drove back to the front of the building. Yvette’s figure quickly appeared. She was wearing a thin dress and black leggings. In such cold weather, she couldn’t bear it, yet Yvette was truly enduring.

Her constitution was naturally cold, so when winter came, it was normal for her hands and feet to be icy cold.

Yvette quickly ran over, opened the passenger side door, and swiftly got in. “I was waiting for you in the office. How did you come down so quickly?”

“What should we eat?” While gripping the steering wheel, Eric was driving attentively, not responding to her question.

Yvette had tasted every delicacy in the world, and she was already tired of her favorite restaurants. Suddenly, she found herself at a loss for what to eat next.

After all, as long as I’m going out with the person I like, any place will do.

“Eileen, what would you like to eat? Do you have any good restaurant recommendations?” She tossed this challenging question to Eileen.

upon hearing the voice, responded, “Let’s

never heard of it? Why don’t we go for some crab instead? We can have some wine to keep ourselves warm.

Eric stated, “Address.”

mentioned a place

a gentleman and lend me your

there’s a blanket in the spare box in the car. Get it for

him. Her intentions were already so blatantly

Fifteen minutes later…

in addition to crab, they served a variety of other seafood dishes. As soon as they walked in, they were greeted by a warm breeze.

the food was indeed delicious. Typically, a reservation needed to be made a week in

made substantial investments in the catering industry,

approached, “Ms. Friedman, welcome! Are you

Please arrange a private room for us.”

follow

a room with woven mats. With underfloor heating, it was

off her scarf from around her neck and hung it on the coat rack by the door. “Go ahead and order some food! I need to

you go!” Yvette, holding the menu, had already moved next to Eric. “Let’s order together. What do you feel like eating? I won’t

responded, “As you wish.”

to Eric. She ordered a few of their usual set meals, saying, “Let’s just have these for now. We can order

gets

back.”

dedicated waiter. She hadn’t ordered yet, so the waiter handed her a menu at the door. Eileen wasn’t sure what to eat. She wasn’t particularly fond of seafood, so she ordered some vegetarian spaghetti. Also, she wasn’t a

hadn’t had much of an appetite, yet

wasn’t particularly large; a simple stretch of the leg could reach

her, a steaming cup of rose tea was brewed. Eileen held the glass teacup in her hands, warming her hands as they were a bit cold from just being

was chatting away with Eric, her enthusiasm quite evident. Her voice

at the night sky. The

Christmas tomorrow, Eileen… Do you have