Chapter 169 Health Is More Important
You must be busy, so I won’t bother you anymore,” Eileen said, trying not to interrupt Jasper’s work.
Jasper focused his attention on her. “Won’t you ask what I’m doing?”
Eileen hesitated; she didn’t think it was necessary for him to inform her of his work. Besides, she didn’t have the habit of prying into others’ privacy.
Without answering his question, she simply said, “You should get back to work. Don’t miss. your flight.”
“Okay. When I come back, I’ll make it up to you with a New Year’s gift,” Jasper’s voice came through the phone, void of any emotion.
Eileen immediately said. “No need. You’ve already given me a lot; I can’t ask for more.”
“Eileen, must we be so formal with each other?” 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. “I’m sorry! I just feel that you’ve given me a lot already. I can’t ask for anything more.”
Her apology made Jasper calm down. He had been too harsh.
Every time, he couldn’t control his temper.
Jasper tiredly pressed his temples. “I haven’t been taking my medicine recently. I’m sorry, Eileen. I didn’t mean to be so forceful. I’m not doing it on purpose.”
Eileen said with concern, “Jasper, even if you’re busy, you should take your medicine. Your health is important. If it’s unnecessary socializing, you can skip it. Your health comes first.”
In fact, all he wanted to hear was a simple expression of concern.
They both fell silent.
Afraid the atmosphere would turn cold, Eileen didn’t know what else to say.
Chapter 169 Health Is More Important
Looking down at the photos on his desk, Jasper said, “I’ll be back soon, probably in three
days”
“Okay. Take care of yourself.”
“I need to go. Bye.”
“Mm-hmm.”
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 gla*s 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.
“Is Eileen already asleep?” Vera glanced at Eric, her voice tinged with a hint of disappointment. “Let’s not disturb her.”
Eric looked at her, his gaze cold. “Think carefully. Did you leave the workbook at school?”
Vera shook her head. “I distinctly remember bringing my workbook home after the last cla*s a few days ago and putting it on the table, but then it disappeared.” She pondered over it slightly and shook her head. “I’m not sure, Eric. I’m sorry, but I’ve forgotten.”
Vera’s brows furrowed tightly. Eric reached out, gently stroking her long hair. “How about asking your teacher for a new one after the New Year?”
“I called, and Mr. Gardner has already returned to Saintnam. There’s a task that must be done, or else… I’m sorry. It’s my fault. I’m always causing trouble for you.”
The door was tightly shut. Eric’s gaze turned deep as he said, “If you cannot find it, I happen to need to pay the Friedman family a visit.”
Vera immediately grabbed Eric’s clothes, looking at him earnestly. “I don’t want you to go
And her. I don’t like her.
Lric brushed off Vera’s hand. He raised his wrist to ch*ck the time. “I’ll be back after dinner.”
Eric!” Vera hurriedly chased after him.
Alas, he didn’t linger, striding away without hesitation.
Vera’s 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 didn’t 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 ch*ck 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 sungla*ses 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.
“Are you out of your mind? Why on earth did you break my flowerpot?”
Elm supported himself with both hands behind him, revealing the tattoos on his arms. He casually put on his sungla*ses. In him, Eileen saw the vigor of youth. “It’s New Year’s Day. Why not go out? Instead, you stay at home reading books all day. You might turn into a senile dementia patient.” He shook his head.
Eileen shielded her eyes from the glaring sun with her hands. “Where do you want to go?”
Elm raised his eyebrows, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. A dimple on one side of his cheek was partially visible. “You have ten minutes. Grab a jacket, I’ll be waiting for you at the door!*
With that. Elm jumped down from the wall and left Jasper’s villa.
He didn’t give her a chance to respond.
Eileen wasn’t 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.
“Are you heading out?” Will asked.
Too afraid to meet his gaze, Eileen replied, “I’m going out for a while and will be back soon.”
“Go ahead.” Will said, a*suming 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. “What’s taking you so long? I’m taking you out to eat, not on a date. Why go through all the trouble?” Although he complained. he still gave her a head-to-toe appraisal!
Well, I must say she looks stunning!
