Rebirth of the Wife in Despair

Chapter 208

Chapter 208 The Bet Agreed Upon Three Years Ago

Upon seeing Jasper outside the door, Nancy gently placed the photo in her hand down and stood up with a smile. “Long time no see, Richie!”

Jasper’s demeanor suddenly turned icy cold. He stepped forward. “Who allowed you to return? Didn’t I make myself clear? You are not to appear before me ever again.”

Nancy smiled softly, rising from her chair. Her fingers traced the edge of the table as she walked over to him. “But weren’t you the one who wanted to see me first? Don’t forget, during the New Year, you stayed with me all night, Richie.”

“That’s enough. You have no business here. Fabian, get security to escort Ms. Mulligan out. From now on, she is not allowed to set foot in the office again. Also, fire the receptionist who let her in.”

Fabian replied. “Yes, Mr. Smith.”

Jasper, not wanting to see her, turned around and walked straight out of the office.

Nancy called out from behind him. “Richie, don’t you want to know why I left in the first place?”

Fabian glanced at the CEO, his lips pursed. At the same time, he caught the inscrutable look in Nancy’s eyes. As Fabian looked at her, it seemed as if something had shattered in the depths of his eyes.

Jasper didn’t stop in his tracks. As she watched his fading figure, a sharp pain pierced through Nancy’s heart.

“Richie, I’m telling you, you’re destined to never escape me in this lifetime!”

Fabian approached her. “Ms. Mulligan, why are you doing this? Mr. Smith is doing very well now. It’s better not to disturb him anymore. The money he has given you is enough for you to live comfortably for the rest of your life.”

Nancy put her glasses back on, giving him a cold glance. “Fabian, you played a significant role in my separation from Richie. What right do you have now to lecture me?”

“But didn’t you leave Mr. Smith for another man? You know very well how Mr. Smith treated

you in the

past Things are different now. As for the person in the photo, M Mulligan, you’d better not have any intentions towards her. Mr. Smith is not as forgiving as he used to be and you will never be better than her”

Fabian had spoken the truth

Once, Jasper had cherished her wholeheartedly, but she didn’t appreciate it.

Trying to turn back time now was nothing but a futile effort.

As for Nancy, she was surprised to be chased out in such a disgraceful manner.

She initially thought that the rumors she heard were all false.

She refused to believe that Jasper would bring a girl back to the Smith residence to live with. him because he was once deeply in love with her.

Every hour of the day, he would keep her by his side, not letting her out of his sight even for

a moment.

She enjoyed smoking and drinking and was often found frequenting smoky, dimly lit bars.

Jasper wanted to help her break her bad habits, but no matter what he did, Nancy always insisted on doing things her own way, refusing to listen to him.

In the end, he said he was willing to live in debauchery together with her.

He would smoke and drink with her, get the same tattoo as she did, and experience the life. she lived.

No matter what she did, Jasper would always be there, cherishing her with unwavering

affection.

She even felt that if she really had to leave one day, he would obediently wait for her return.

So why didn’t he keep his promise?

Feeling lonely in a foreign land, Nancy received a series of photos from a private investigator, photos that showed Jasper being intimate with another woman. She couldn’t wait to return home.

She just wanted to know if all of this was true.

However, upon seeing the girl in the photo on his desk. Nancy realized that her worst fears had come true.

Looking at the towering skyscraper of Smith Corporation, Nancy forcefully suppressed the bitterness in her heart.

Reluctantly leaving, she walked on, her sudden tears ruining her makeup. She didn’t know how long she had been walking when she crouched down and began to cry unrestrainedly Passersby gave her strange looks, all keeping their distance

In just a few minutes, a black sedan came to a halt in front of Nancy.

A bodyguard dressed in a black suit stepped out of the car.

“Ms. Mulligan, Old Mrs. Smith has heard of your return and wishes to see you. Please, get in

the car.”

Having composed herself, Nancy took the passenger seat. She pulled out some tissues from the car, wiping off the smeared makeup on her face before reapplying it. “After all these years, why isn’t the old hag dead yet?”

The driver snapped, “Ms. Mulligan, please watch your words!”

Nancy quickly regained her composure, as if she hadn’t been crying in distress just at moment ago. She sneered, “That’s what I used to call her. Even Mr. Jasper didn’t dare to reprimand me. Who do you think you are to lecture me?”

The driver didn’t reply.

An hour and a half later, Nancy arrived at the Smith residence.

With a familiar case, she walked ahead. Seeing her pass by, the servant called out to her, “Ms. Mulligan, Old Mrs. Smith is waiting for you over here.”

With her chin held high in pride, Nancy followed the servant to the front of Jasper’s

mansion.

An elderly gray-haired lady, dressed in simple attire, was sitting at the stone bench in the courtyard, enjoying some butternut squash oatmeal.

“It’s been a long time. Old Mrs. Smith, I didn’t expect you to still be alive!”

Layla didn’t mind. Instead, she continued to sip her butternut squash oatmeal. With a chuckle, she said to her servant standing by, “Eileen’s cooking skills are far superior to yours.”

Martha, who had been taking care of Layla for many years, chimed in. “Indeed! The texture is soft, it melts in your mouth, and the sweetness is just right. Ms. Eileen’s culinary skills are almost as good as the chefs at home. I’m impressed.”

Nancy didn’t know what tricks Layla was up to and waited until the latter finished her

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Layla rose from her seat motioning for the servants to temporarily leave her side before turning her attention to Nancy After a moment, she shook her head her eyes expressing disapproval towards Nancy After all these years, you haven’t changed at all You couldn’t wait to come back and see who Richie is now could you Have you seen hum

Nancy glared at Layla. “Was all of this planned in advance?”

Layla leaned on her cane and gave Nancy a casual look. “I made it clear years ago that I wouldn’t interfere. When I make a promise, I keep it.”

“Impossible! If it weren’t for your meddling, how could he have fallen for someone else? You’re the one who arranged for that woman to be by his side!”

When the bodyguard noticed Nancy becoming emotional, he took a step forward, but Layla raised her hand to stop him. “If you must blame someone, blame yourself for not. appreciating what you had. Richie was with you for so many years. Do you know how many family rules he broke for you? He even stopped attending school to race cars with you, which resulted in him being partially paralyzed from an

accident. We almost couldn’t save him. Every time, he was on the verge of death. How could you… forget?”

Nancy was left speechless.

Layla chuckled. “Indeed, you simply don’t care. All you enjoy is the power that being with Jasper gives you. Whenever you get into trouble, isn’t it always Richie who resolves it for you? Back then, he was young and naive. Seduced by your manipulations, he ended up doing some unimaginable things. Now that you’ve returned early, the bet we agreed upon three.

years ago…