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?”

in Undella Mansion. She always thought that the house next

“Think about it!”

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

still remember! I’ve almost forgotten about

the only thing her mother had left her, but when her

Sharon who told her that the doll was hand-sewn by her mother. It was one of

glad I

doing well now is more than enough. After all, we come into this world, each with our own purpose for living. We can’t always

can we?”

you. It was you who

him understand the

that beam of light, pulling

reassured him. “This too shall pass,

“Indeed, nothing

so she hoped

gazed at

panic crossed Eileen’s mind. “Haven’t I

know what

feigned confusion.

gently ran his hand through her slightly curled long hair. His gaze filled with affection. His fingers curved, tracing down her delicate and innocent

his hand covered Eileen’s eyes, plunging her vision into darkness. Between her lips, she felt a hint of warmth and coolness,

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

was a kiss filled with passion.

other’s essence, causing their hearts to flutter.

on the ground were entwining

was even more gentle than

Jasper back, who had sobered up from

ago.

because, after all, it was not

lamp remained lit in the grand hall, and the housekeepers

propping up her chin, dozing off

her. “Mary, it’s time for you to go back and