Rebirth of the Wife in Despair by Tess Munoz

Chapter 214 We Have Guest Rooms

“The raviolis are ready,” Sharon announced as she walked out of the kitchen, carrying two bowls of ravioli and placing them in front of Eileen. “I know you don’t like parsley, so I made you a bowl with just meat,” she explained.

Eileen looked at the layer of green floating in the bowl. “I… don’t eat basil, Sharon.”

Sharon was genuinely taken aback for a moment. She laughed and slapped her forehead. “Look at my memory. How long has it been since you last came home? I completely forgot. Let me go and make you another bowl.”

A slight sense of indescribable loss welled up in Eileen’s heart. Sharon used to remember her preferences.

“No worries. I’ll just pick them out.” Eileen pulled out a tissue, spread it on the table, and started to pick out the basil.

Suddenly, the atmosphere became noticeably silent.

Eileen closed her book and turned around, only to see Eric holding a spoon, picking out the basil for her. He said, “Still as fussy as ever.”

“Actually, Eileen is just like Mrs. Swan. She also doesn’t enjoy eating green onions.”

Eileen didn’t say anything and quietly ate her ravioli. But for some reason, they didn’t taste as good as they used to.

Having eaten half a bowl of sweet potato gnocchi, Vera found it a bit too sweet for her liking, so she pushed it toward Eric. “Eric, it’s too sweet. Let me try yours. You can have mine. It’s been a long time since the three of us ate together. I really miss those times! I used to give you all the leftovers that Eileen and I couldn’t finish. You would always remind us not to waste food.”

Sharon went to tidy up the kitchen, leaving just the three of them in the living room.

Vera was enjoying Eric’s bowl of ravioli, but he hadn’t touched her sweet potato gnocchi.

Actually, Eric, like her, didn’t really have a sweet tooth either.

Eileen had eaten half of hers but found she couldn’t finish the rest. She got up, ready to head to the kitchen.

“If you can’t finish yours, you can pour them into my bowl.”

Eileen’s grip tightened on the bowl she was holding.

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Vera also spoke up. “Give it to me. I’m not quite full yet.”

and spoke. “I’ve caught a cold. I don’t want to pass it on to you.” After saying this, she walked toward the kitchen and poured the

be

bother

the dishes and put them in the

the dishes. I’ll wash them. You’re a lady. You shouldn’t be doing such

curled up into a faint smile. “It’s

“Do you

about you living outside. You should move back in! I haven’t seen you for so

looked thoughtfully at Sharon. She then turned her head, wiped her hands with a tissue, and said, “He treats

become much more sensible than before, and you’re no longer clinging to me all the

fell, Eileen saw a beam of light swiftly sweep across the wall. Recognizing

in her pocket

a faint

“Are you

to pick

be right out.”

from the couch. “I’m

over, wiping the table.

“Won’t you stay?

was suddenly looking at her with such

It’s not convenient”

left a remark and ran out.

her constantly. As he watched her eagerness to leave,

that Eileen doesn’t want to stay in her own home? It seems as if this place is terrifying to

stood in front of the passenger seat, opening his arms to the approaching figure. Eileen stepped forward, wrapping

wearing his usual gray suit today, covered by a black overcoat, with clear droplets of water on his shoulders, she asked, “Why are you

affection. “It started to rain a bit when I came to pick you up after work.

Eileen nodded. “Mmhm.”

into the passenger seat, she couldn’t shake off

drove, and Eileen sat in the passenger seat. The last time she sat in the

seatbelt. “What’s

bit too far back.

changed slightly. “All right.” He pressed down on the accelerator, then added, “I’m aware of what happened today. Rest assured. Such incidents won’t occur again in

the future.”