Chapter 169
Rebirth of the Wife in Despair
Chapter 169 Health Is More Important
You must be busy, so I wonât bother you anymore,â Eileen said, trying not to interrupt Jasperâs work.
Jasper focused his attention on her. âWonât you ask what Iâm doing?â
Eileen hesitated; she didnât think it was necessary for him to inform her of his work. Besides, she didnât
have the habit of prying into othersâ privacy.
Without answering his question, she simply said, âYou should get back to work. Donât miss. your flight.â
âOkay. When I come back, Iâll make it up to you with a New Yearâs gift,â Jasperâs voice came through
the phone, void of any emotion.
Eileen immediately said. âNo need. Youâve already given me a lot; I canât ask for more.â
âEileen, must we be so formal with each other?â His voice turned deep.
No matter what he did, she always rejected him.
He thought that the events of last night would bring them closer than before.
Jasper was initially in a good mood but suddenly felt like a storm had hit because of this phone call.
Eileen tightly gripped the hem of her clothes. âIâm sorry! I just feel that youâve given me a lot already. I
canât ask for anything more.â
Her apology made Jasper calm down. He had been too harsh.
Every time, he couldnât control his temper.
Jasper tiredly pressed his temples. âI havenât been taking my medicine recently. Iâm sorry, Eileen. I
didnât mean to be so forceful. Iâm not doing it on purpose.â
Eileen said with concern, âJasper, even if youâre busy, you should take your medicine. Your health is
important. If itâs unnecessary socializing, you can skip it. Your health comes first.â
In fact, all he wanted to hear was a simple expression of concern.
They both fell silent.
Afraid the atmosphere would turn cold, Eileen didnât know what else to say.
Chapter 169 Health Is More Important
Looking down at the photos on his desk, Jasper said, âIâll be back soon, probably in three
daysâ
âOkay. Take care of yourself.â
âI need to go. Bye.â
âMm-hmm.â
After ending the call. Eileen felt considerably more relaxed. She looked back at the locked door,
confident that no one would come in now. Before she went upstairs, she had instructed that no one was
to disturb her unless it was important.
Eileen picked up a book and walked out to the balcony. She lay down on a chair, covering herself with
a thin blanket. As she basked in the sun, she read her book.
Not long after she lay down, there was a knock at the door.
Pretending not to hear. Eileen merely glanced over and closed the sliding glass door, shutting out the
noise from outside.
The renovations in the past few months not only covered the indoors but also made soundproofing
adjustments.
Hearing the gradually weakening knock on the door, Eileen chose to ignore it.
Outside, Eric knocked for a long time but there was no response.
âIs Eileen already asleep?â Vera glanced at Eric, her voice tinged with a hint of disappointment. âLetâs
not disturb her.â
Eric looked at her, his gaze cold. âThink carefully. Did you leave the workbook at school?â
Vera shook her head. âI distinctly remember bringing my workbook home after the last class a few days
ago and putting it on the table, but then it disappeared.â She pondered over it slightly and shook her
head. âIâm not sure, Eric. Iâm sorry, but Iâve forgotten.â
Veraâs brows furrowed tightly. Eric reached out, gently stroking her long hair. âHow about asking your
teacher for a new one after the New Year?â
âI called, and Mr. Gardner has already returned to Saintnam. Thereâs a task that must be done, or
else⦠Iâm sorry. Itâs my fault. Iâm always causing trouble for you.â
The door was tightly shut. Ericâs gaze turned deep as he said, âIf you cannot find it, I happen to need to
pay the Friedman family a visit.â
Vera immediately grabbed Ericâs clothes, looking at him earnestly. âI donât want you to go
And her. I donât like her.
Lric brushed off Veraâs hand. He raised his wrist to check the time. âIâll be back after dinner.â
Eric!â Vera hurriedly chased after him.
Alas, he didnât linger, striding away without hesitation.
Veraâs eyes suddenly became unfamiliar, showing a hint of coldness. Her hands clenched into
fists.
Eileen was completely oblivious to what was happening outside. She had fallen asleep with a book
covering her face.
At this moment, Eileen heard a sound, as if stones were falling. At first, she didnât pay attention, but in
the next second, she heard a clattering sound. The flowerpot on the balcony suddenly fell, shattering
on the ground.
Eileen quickly got up to check the situation. Walking to the edge of the balcony, she suddenly felt a
dazzling light directed at her eyes.
Shielding her eyes from the sunlight, she squinted her eyes.
She was trying to find out the person who threw stones at her flower pot and used a mirror to reflect
light into her eyes.
Eileen lowered her gaze, searching for a while before she finally spotted the person sitting on the wall
of her backyard.
The young man was dressed in a black windbreaker with a pair of sunglasses hanging behind his ears.
He looked up at her, a defiant smile lighting up his face. He was also fiddling with at mirror in his hand.
Eileen hurriedly ran to the backyard and looked up at the young man sitting on the wall.
âAre you out of your mind? Why on earth did you break my flowerpot?â
Elm supported himself with both hands behind him, revealing the tattoos on his arms. He casually put
on his sunglasses. In him, Eileen saw the vigor of youth. âItâs New Yearâs Day. Why not go out? Instead,
you stay at home reading books all day. You might turn into a senile dementia patient.â He shook his
head.
Eileen shielded her eyes from the glaring sun with her hands. âWhere do you want to go?â
Elm raised his eyebrows, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. A dimple on one side of his
cheek was partially visible. âYou have ten minutes. Grab a jacket, Iâll be waiting for you at the door!*
With that. Elm jumped down from the wall and left Jasperâs villa.
He didnât give her a chance to respond.
Eileen wasnât fond of going o stepped outside.
especially considering anything could happen once she
Eileen hesitated as she sat in the living room. After ten minutes, Elm would probably leave given his
temperament.
After half an hour of lingering, she finally put on a Blake padded cotton jacket and went out. By chance,
she ran into Will, who was downstairs enjoying a cup of tea.
âAre you heading out?â Will asked.
Too afraid to meet his gaze, Eileen replied, âIâm going out for a while and will be back soon.â
âGo ahead.â Will said, assuming she was meeting Jasper and not stopping her.
Eileen reached the doorway and spotted a sleek, cool black motorcycle. Elm was sitting on it, his hands
clasped together as he exhaled onto them before rubbing them together.
Why is he still here?
Elm caught sight of Eileen in the rearview mirror and turned his head. âWhatâs taking you so long? Iâm
taking you out to eat, not on a date. Why go through all the trouble?â Although he complained. he still
gave her a head-to-toe appraisal!
Well, I must say she looks stunning!