Rebirth of the Wife in Despair by Tess Munoz

Chapter 165 Forgotten About Those Times

“But there was absolutely no need for you to do that… Even if you don’t give us anything. you’re still my best-”

The last word was friend, but before that word was spoken, the sound of fireworks rang out. In the night sky, a burst of golden light exploded…

Fireworks set off one after another. Soon, every household began to set off fireworks.

A riot of colors lit up the sky, and the mottled fireworks fell upon Jasper’s handsome face, as sharp as a sculpted blade. He stared at the fireworks outside the window, lost in a trance.

Eileen turned around, swallowing the words she had yet to speak. Holding the hangover remedy in her hands, she remembered the words Richard had said to her. “Forget about it. I’ll just wait until he’s better to discuss it.”

“After finishing the hangover remedy, shall we go watch the fireworks?”

A hint of a smile lifted the corners of Jasper’s lips. “All right.”

In the backyard of Undella Mansion, under a tree, two people sat on a swing, looking up at the fireworks blooming in the night sky.

“In the past, my favorite thing during the New Year was to sit here, swinging on the swing, watching these fireworks. During the New Year, I would think how great it would be if I could see them every night. It was always Sharon who accompanied me…”

Jasper’s tattooed hand unconsciously tightened around hers. “In fact, I saw you a long time ago.”

“Oh? When exactly?” Eileen looked at him.

In the back garden of the Swan residence, beyond the courtyard, was Jasper’s villa. Not a single light was on, making it look desolate. From a distance, it felt cold and was shrouded in loneliness and darkness.

Jasper quietly looked at her. “Three years ago, that was my darkest time, when I was so oppressed that I could barely hold on… In the room, apart from the darkness and the sound of water, I heard your laughter. That day was also during the New Year… You were laughing with such joy, and it piqued my curiosity. I wondered what could possibly make you that happy. Hence, I got up to see. I watched you holding a doll, talking to it all day. You said it was left for you by your mother. Besides eating, sleeping, and going to school every day, I could always hear you talking to yourself in the yard…”

Three years prior, he had attempted suicide no less than three times. On that day, he was

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ready to end it all. The shards of glass cut through his wrist, and he watched as his blood slowly drained away. Lying in a pool of his own blood, he awaited the arrival of death.

Yet, the laughter of a little girl seemed to possess a magical healing power for him. The onset of depression was an overwhelmingly oppressive experience, filled with thoughts of wanting to completely free himself. Living, it seemed, only brought him pain.

Jasper smiled. “Do you still remember the song you sang?”

was in Undella Mansion. She always thought that the house next door was uninhabited, with the curtains always drawn during the day and

“Think about it!”

deep in thought when suddenly, a light bulb went off in her head. She exclaimed, “Ah! I’ve got it!

I’ve almost

her mother had left her, but when

It was one of a kind in the whole world, and no second one

I’m glad I still remember.”

The fact that you’re still doing well now is more than enough. After all, we come into this world, each with our own purpose for living.

can we?”

was you who

also made him understand the meaning

light, pulling Jasper back

“Don’t worry,” she reassured him. “This too shall pass, and things will only get better for you. Don’t forget that you are the invincible

chuckled softly. “Indeed, nothing is

so she hoped he wouldn’t repeat the same

side?” Those amber-like eyes gazed at her,

crossed Eileen’s mind. “Haven’t

know what I

confusion.

her delicate and innocent yet captivating cheek, landing on

slowly approached. In the next moment, his hand covered Eileen’s eyes, plunging her vision into darkness. Between

her eyes wide open, her mind a complete blank. She felt her lips being gently

kiss

each other’s essence,

were

moonlight that night was even

had sobered up from his

ago.

be safe because, after all, it

her icy arms. Only a single lamp remained lit in the grand hall,

still sitting at the table, her hand propping up her chin, dozing

“Mary, it’s time for you to