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.

you some fish stew,” said Eileen as she headed to the kitchen

a hand, then fetched a bowl and handed

“Thank you.”

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

often.”

you home,” Eileen said.

already made arrangements for someone to pick her up. After we finish eating, we can go back to our rooms to

tomorrow.”

of his hand. which blended in with his tattoo. If one didn’t look closely, it would have been hard to

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

looked like a perfect match whenever they were intimate with each other. Layla, too, couldn’t help but cast a scrutinizing gaze

couldn’t understand why Layla was always looking

was the one who brought the old lady home later

Eileen washed the dishes, and then they both

midnight by the time they got ready

to sleep when she overheard a hushed conversation through the

the door and

Mr. Jasper eat?” Richard asked.

in,

much of an appetite,”

Mr. Jasper in half an hour and make sure he finishes his meal. Make him some light oatmeal tomorrow morning,” Richard said.

“Understood. Mr. Zimmer.”

abruptly ceased after that.

had just gotten into bed and was lying in her covers when

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

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

enjoying her breakfast at the dining table. Usually, she would have already left by this time.

Eileen

Why haven’t you left

up oversleeping. But it’s okay, I’ve already taken the day off. Will you be having breakfast? The oatmeal looks

said, “All right.” He then draped

drove Eileen to

was about to start.

to help Eileen unbuckle the

my way

the usual time? Do you need me to come pick

I have to attend it in the evening, but I’m not sure

you send me a message? I might have to work late tonight, but it’s on my way home. We might be able