Rebirth of the Wife in Despair

Chapter 190

Chapter 190 Are You Really Listening?

At first glance, her disguised appearance could easily be mistaken for that of the leading lady in a high- end club.

Her hairstyle reminded Will of the popular hair accessories from over a decade ago in dance halls, and her earrings were sparkling emerald jewels.

The ladies’ watch on her hand, adorned with the most expensive diamonds, was valued at over two million dollars.

But for Will, all this wealth barely held any meaning.

Elsie approached, leaning against Eric’s body, her voice alluring and seductive, “It seem set his sights on your girlfriend! You better be careful.”

Eric, with a cool gaze, pulled her hand away from his chest, creating distance between th

Just at that moment, the office door swung open.

“Come in.”

Eric turned around abruptly, and a hint of a shattered expression appeared on Elsie’s face.

Entering the room was Gavin.

Gavin reported, “Ms. Vera is here.”

“Let her in.”

“Understood.”

Elsie felt the gaze upon her, and a bold smile lifted her red lips. “What’s this? Are we such an old pair that my presence is unbearable?”

He remained silent, and Elsie chuckled, saying, “Eric, I used to wonder what kind of person could capture your affection.”

“You can deceive Will, but you can’t deceive me…”

Vera?

Who knew if she was just a pawn to him?

Even the person closest to him could be manipulated.

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Someone like him truly had no heart.

Elsie was also curious about who could make him willingly descend from his pedestal disregard everything. Who would that person be?

Could someone like him genuinely like someone?

She swayed her hips as she exited the office.

Coincidentally, she crossed paths with Vera at the entrance.

Elsie shared a smile with her and left.

Vera held a lunchbox in her hands. “Eric, sorry to disturb you.”

Eric masked his emotions, but this time, a warmth softened his usual icy facade as at Vera. “What brings you here?”

“It’s been ages since we shared a meal, and I happened to grab your favorite chicken st downstairs. How about we enjoy it together?”

“Sure, take a seat.”

Eric settled on the sofa.

Vera occupied the opposite spot, unveiling a few dishes Eric frequently indulged in at ho As she set them out, she commented, “It might not match up to home-cooked perfection. Sharon’s gone, and you rarely make it home for meals. Considering your sensitive stomach, I worry you might end up with stomachaches again.”

“You should be in class at this hour.”

His remark hung in the air, creating a tense stillness.

Handing him the spoon, Vera’s eyes lowered slightly, carrying a trace of grievance. “I just wanted to check in on you.”

“Let’s eat.”

Vera, with a bowl and a spoon in hand, ate with deliberate slowness. The silence brought a subtle awkwardness, an uncomfortable vibe she couldn’t quite identify.

After wrestling with her thoughts, she finally vocalized what had been weighing on her.

“Eric… it feels like we’re together, yet at the same time, it’s like we’re not really together. Why does it fee! that way?”

There was a sense that everything remained unchanged, with their relationship as the only

addition.

She often felt that Eric was avoiding her.

Eric asked, “What’s on your mind?”

“Every time you come back, I’m already asleep. Besides those quick moments when you drop me off at school, we hardly ever share a meal like we are right now. And… in the month-plus. we’ve been together, we’ve never been on a date.”

Even holding hands was a rarity.

Even that one night, if she hadn’t unexpectedly started her period, staining her skirt wit blood, she wouldn’t have had the chance to call him and ask him to come over.

That was the only reason Eric carried her out of the classroom.

“Eric, are you free this weekend? Can we go on a date? You didn’t even spend Valentine’s Day with me.”

“I understand. We’ll figure out the timing when the weekend comes.”

It was always the same response from him.

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He had agreed, but ultimately, he didn’t show up. He was working overtime at the

“How about we go to the amusement park? I’ll wait for you on Friday after school.”

Eric agreed with a nod.-

company.

After lunch, Gavin came in to give a work update. Eric had a meeting in half an hour.

Vera left the company without disturbing him.

After Gavin departed, Eric, engrossed in reviewing a project document, accidentally nudged. the mouse on the desktop.

This action roused the computer from its slumber, and the screen lit up, revealing an audio file.

As Eric glanced at the audio file, his gaze took on a distant and contemplative look. Suddenly, his eyes turned icy. He clicked the play button, and a familiar, nostalgic voice slowly resonated from the computer.

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“I… miss you.”

A simple expression of longing that Eric had never heard before. So, she can adopt such a tone

too?

The voice belonged to a recording of a lengthy call with Eileen, spanning four to five hours.

Eric listened to the voices in the call. Her voice was not the only one in the recording; Jasper’s voice was in it too.

It seemed like they had truly become a couple.

For a moment, Eric’s thoughts were in disarray.

It felt like the ivy that had entwined around him was suddenly being unraveled.

His possession was slipping away from him bit by bit.

He felt like he was losing his sanity.

His mind was consumed with thoughts of her.

He couldn’t afford to make more mistakes.

Otherwise, the situation would truly be unsalvageable.

In the library, with the final half-hour ticking away, Eileen couldn’t remain seated any lon She neatly stowed her pen in her pencil case, feeling a slight twinge in her nerves as she noticed a guy and a girl across from her.

Fortunately, the library wasn’t too crowded today.

“Elm, I’m stuck on this problem. Can you help me? I didn’t catch what she said earlier; she spoke too fast.”

Eileen packed up her books, remarking, “We’ve covered everything discussed today. There’s still half an hour, so you can work on your homework. I won’t disturb you any longer.” With that, she tucked her books into her backpack.

As she was preparing to leave, Elm grabbed his girlfriend’s textbook and pointed to at question. “How do you solve this one?”

Eileen, maintaining her composure, furrowed her brow. “I only agreed to tutor one person.”

Elm, sitting with his legs crossed and tapping his foot, emitted a slightly spoiled rich kid vibe. He tilted his head and laughed in a mischievous manner. “What’s the matter, are you jealous? One more person or one less person, what difference does it make to you? Besides, I don’t

know how to answer this que

“You don’t know?” Eileen stared at him with a serious expression. A subtle look of frustration. appeared on her face. “We just went over this question, and you’ve already forgotten how to solve it? Were you even paying attention?”

Calliope, leaning on Elm’s shoulder, discontentedly said, “Why are you being so harsh? It’s not his fault. You didn’t explain it clearly.”

So, she spent two and a half hours, acting as a third wheel in front of them for two ho

Forget it. She owed them that much.

“I’ll go over it again with you guys…”