Rebirth of the Wife in Despair

Chapter 132 Robbing A Bank

Eileen spoke without hesitation, although she wasn’t sure how many people had heard her. She was unsure about what Elm had been through, but in that moment, she was on Elm’s side. Elm had risked his life to save me, so I should at least find the courage to stand up and protect him. Besides, he was innocently slapped by Yvette.

At the same time, Eileen knew that Elm had always been a proud individual.

Eileen packed up her books and left the library with Elm.

“Stop right there!” Yvette yelled.

However, neither Eileen nor Elm turned around.

“Are you finished?” Eric’s voice suddenly turned icy.

Yvette looked at him and saw his deep eyes filled with absolute coldness. The once warm library seemed to have dropped in temperature, as if the air around her had become colder.

She had never encountered such a terrifying aura. “What?”

Without saying a word, Eric left with measured steps.

He walked quickly, so Yvette had to jog to keep up.

Watching him get into the car, Yvette was afraid that he might leave without her. She quickly climbed into the passenger seat.

She fastened her seatbelt, but Eric didn’t start the car. His eyes, deep and inscrutable, seemed lost in thought.

“I’m here to help you. Why are you getting angry at me when you’re the one who didn’t bring the person back?” Yvette said, feeling somewhat wronged. That was the first time she had spoken to someone in such a manner.

In his presence, she simply couldn’t hold back her emotions.

“Eric… Is everything Eileen just said true?” she asked softly, unable to resist glancing at his handsome, sculpted profile. /

“Do you want to know the answer?” He glanced sideways, locking eyes with her.

Yvette’s heart skipped a beat, her heartbeat unusually erratic.

His deep, magnetic voice resonated, and Yvette was instantly captivated by his gaze. At that

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moment, her heart was racing.

want to know anymore. It’s your family matter. It has nothing to do with me. Eric,

sneezing lightly, a flicker of something unusual

returning home, Eileen took an egg out of the refrigerator, boiled it, and had Elm roll it over his face. The slap that Yvette gave

the dining table, she took out

she thought she could learn a few more Uprian

walked over. “You really love studying,

looked up at him. “What are

already swallowed half of it while the other half was still in his mouth.

could roll

pulled out a chair and sat down next to her. “Don’t worry. I’m not that

smiling face, feeling a strange sensation in

like that, Eileen didn’t say

were we?” he

she

paper, discussing the topic while writing the process and

as thoroughly as possible. In truth, Elm was really intelligent, but he just didn’t want to study.

she posed another question, Elm was completely capable

had been some progress, so at least the

happened

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their studies

they knew it, it was almost

Elm

her thin lips parting as if to

mind, Eileen asked, “Do you want to take a bath?”

raising an eyebrow.

might stink!” Eileen responded. What exactly goes through his mind every

for him. “It’s new.

it and said, “Oh…

went to freshen up because she had already showered at school earlier

shower the day before

she was done with everything, she let him use the bathroom.

and was about to close the door behind her, she heard Elm saying,

“Understood. Go to bed early. Good night.”

Elm

having tidied up, came out to see a slender figure standing in the kitchen. He had one hand tucked in

to cook. This is my first time seeing a man cook in the kitchen. In the mindset of some men, cooking in the kitchen

said without turning his