Rebirth of the Wife in Despair by Tess Munoz

Chapter 179 First In Class But Sixtieth In Grade

Ideen served Layla a bowl of fish soup, placing a spoon next to it, and brought it to the elderly lady. “It’s fresh from the pot. It’s a bit hot, so please be careful, ma’am.”

“The taste is quite good,” said Layla.

“Are you lost, ma’am? Do you remember where your home is?” Eileen asked.

Just then, the sound of a car echoed from outside the door. Eileen heard the noise and looked over, only to see a Cayenne parked outside the main gate.

Jasper, who appeared a little unwell, stepped out of the car and noticed that the living room was brightly lit.

Is she still awake?

A moment later, the door swung open. There stood Eileen, dressed in a Blake nightgown. The moonlight fell on her skin, making it seem as if it was glowing from within. Her skin looked fair as snow as she walked toward him.

The moment he saw her, an indescribable emotion welled up in his chest. It felt as though his heart was warmed from within, a feeling he had never experienced before.

Jasper gently brushed her hair behind her ear as he asked, “Why aren’t you asleep yet? It’s so late.”

Eileen paused for a moment, her hands subconsciously clutching the sides of her nightgown in nervousness. A faint smile curved up at the corners of her mouth as she replied, “I’ve made some stewed fish. It’s in the pot. Would you like to try some?”

“Did you make it for me?”

“Ms. Eileen!” Fabian called out to her.

“Fabian!” Jasper stopped him with a look, and Fabian immediately fell silent.

Eileen sensed that something was wrong. Did something happen?

Since it was clear that they didn’t want her to know about it, Eileen decided not to ask any further.

Jasper naturally took her hand and said, “Let’s go inside.”

“Oh right, I forgot to tell you, there’s a strange old lady who seems to have gotten lost, Eileen said.

Oh Jasper walked to the entrance and saw an old woman sitting at the dining table, sipping soup Ihs expression paused for a moment.

The old woman looked over and asked, “Is Mr. Jasper back?”

So, she’s also a part of the Smith family? That sounds like something the housekeepers would say.

she headed to the kitchen and returned with

lend a hand, then fetched a bowl and

“Thank you.”

for the inconvenience, young lady. I’m an old servant of the Smith family. My age has caught up with me, and my vision isn’t what it used to be,

often.”

you home,” Eileen said.

made arrangements for someone to pick her up. After we finish eating, we can go back to our rooms to rest. You still have

tomorrow.”

Eileen noticed a drop of blood on the back of his hand. which blended in with his tattoo. If one didn’t look closely,

come back so late because he went to the hospital? That explains why

perfect match whenever they were intimate with each other. Layla, too, couldn’t help but cast

couldn’t understand why Layla was always looking at her, though.

the one who brought the old lady home later that night.

the dishes, and then they both

by the time they got ready

was about to sleep when she overheard a hushed

and

did Mr. Jasper eat?”

bowl that’s been brought in, and Mr. Jasper only finished half

he doesn’t have much of an appetite,”

Mr. Jasper just had some fish, so he probably isn’t hungry yet. Let’s go downstairs for now. Check on Mr. Jasper in half an hour

“Understood. Mr. Zimmer.”

conversation abruptly ceased

into bed and was lying in

past seven the following morning, Jasper was wearing a gray shirt with a vest over it, and he was carrying a suit

he hadn’t had a good rest the night before, he massaged his forehead

taken aback when he saw Eileen still leisurely enjoying her breakfast at the dining table. Usually, she

Eileen

you

go off, and I ended up oversleeping. But it’s okay, I’ve already taken the day off. Will you be having

then draped his coat over the back of the chair

Jasper drove

class was about

stepped forward to help Eileen unbuckle the seatbelt.

be on my way now,” Eileen

Do

I left the Olympiad Math Class. I have to attend

thought for a moment before saying, “Why don’t you send me a message? I might have to work late tonight, but it’s on my way home. We might be able to