Rebirth of the Wife in Despair
Chapter 7

Chapter 7

Chapter 7 Birthday Cake

At the sight of Eileen, Vera was at a loss for action. She tucked her hair to the back of her ear andwalked over to Eileen before handing the gift in her hands to the latter. “Happy birthday. This is a giftfrom me. I hope you like it.” On the gift box was a thin transparent covering. Eileen could distinctly seethat a necklace was in it, and it was Swarovski to boot. Sure enough, it was exactly the same as theprevious life. Eileen actually did not like wearing jewelry, much less one given by Vera. However, it wasnecessary to keep up appearances. Thus, she smiled, the corners of her eyes crinkling. “Thank you. Ilove it. When did you come back? If there’s anything you need, just say the word.” In the previous life,Vera’s death had something to do with her, so Eileen wanted to compensate her as much as possiblein this life. Shocked, Vera cautiously glanced at Eric as though seeking his help. It was only natural forher to be suspicious, for Eileen had never been courteous with her. If it were in the past, Eileen wouldhave thrown the gift onto the ground and grabbed her hair, ordering her to get lost. “She only cameback today, and it so happened to be your birthday. How about going shopping with us tonight to buysome necessities for her?” Eric interjected mildly. Us? He’s speaking of himself and Vera together whileI’m just an outsider in his eyes. Oh well, that’s to be expected. They grew up together since childhood,whereas I’m nothing more than his enemy’s daughter. Smiling, Eileen replied cheerfully, “No, it’s okay.You both go ahead, Eric.” After all, there was no reason for her to tag along and be the third wheel. Itwas her birthday that day, and she wanted to enjoy her time alone. Eric looked at her dubiously, tryingto discern something from her calm expression. But the look on her face was so plain that he could notfigure out her game. Sensing his probing scrutiny, Eileen was a touch nervous. She only wanted to playa well-behaved and adorable sister, no longer interfering in his relationship with Vera. Unfortunately,Eric was suspicious by nature, and she was not sure whether she could fool him. A moment later, Ericnodded. Without saying anything, he brought Vera upstairs to put her things away. Eileen breathed asigh of relief. Then, she quickly ran to the kitchen. Sharon was washing the vegetables. At Eileen’sapproach, she was somewhat surprised. “You’re hungry, Ms. Eileen? Didn’t you eat the bread and milkI prepared for you?” “I did. I’m here to look for something.” Eileen casually opened the cabinet and

rummaged around. “Sharon, where’s the equipment I use to make dessert? I want to bake a cakemyself.” A light bulb went off in Sharon’s head. She opened the cabinet below her and said, “It’s here,Ms. Eileen. I’ve kept them all in one cabinet.” Delight flooded Eileen. Yay! Flour, butter, eggs, andwhipping cream are all available at home. There’s also a cherry tree in the yard, so I can pick somecherries and make a cherry-flavored cake. As she was thinking about it, the sound of an engine roaringto life sounded outside the window. She looked out through the kitchen window and saw a blackBentley driving out the gates. It looks like they’ve left. Eric has brought Vera out, and Will isn’t yet backfrom his business trip. In other words, Sharon and I are the only ones in the mansion today, so I can doanything I want! She turned to Sharon and instructed, “Please help me take out the ingredients,Sharon. I’m going to the yard to pick some cherries!” After saying that, she sprinted out at lightningspeed. Eileen hurried to the garden in the backyard. Sharon had previously told her that the cherry treewas personally planted by her mother when the latter was still alive. Right then, it was already eventaller than the fence. The cherries on the tree were so heavy that they were almost breaking thebranches, and the sweet scent of the fruit wafted in the air. Standing below the tree, Eileen jumped afew times. Alas, she could not reach the branches and had seemingly overestimated herself. Left withno recourse, she could only carry over a ladder from the storage shed. While at it, she snagged abasket. As she picked the cherries, she casually wiped a few and tossed them into her mouth. Sweetand sour juices filled her mouth, and unprecedented joy suffused her. When the basket was full, sheclimbed down the ladder and skipped back to the kitchen. By then, Sharon had already taken all theequipment out and washed them. Eileen placed the basketful of cherries under the faucet and rinsedthem, humming happily. She separated part of the cherries, planning to make some cherry jam.Subsequently, she mixed the batter for the cake while the jam was cooking before placing it into theoven to bake. As she waited for the base to cool, she started whisking the whipping cream. Seeing thatshe was in a good mood, Sharon did not disrupt Eileen but went about her own work. After bustlingaround for almost two hours, Eileen placed the last cherry on the cake, and her birthday cake wasfinally done. All of a sudden, the sound of glass shattering rang out from the adjacent mansion,

accompanied by a young man’s furious voice. “Get out of here! Scram!” Eileen leaned close to thewindow in curiosity, searching for the source of the sound