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.

“I don’t want to know anymore. It’s your family matter. It has nothing to do with me. Eric, it’s

of something unusual quickly passing

Elm roll it over his face. The slap that Yvette gave him was

up the dining table, she took out

was still plenty of time, so she thought she could learn a few more

stood up and walked over. “You really love

and looked up at him. “What are

I’m eating the egg!” He had already swallowed half of it while the other half was still in his mouth.

that you could roll it over your cheek!” Eileen

next to her.

at his smiling face, feeling a strange sensation in her heart. How is he still able to smile now?

Eileen didn’t say anything else.

were we?” he

paper,” she

topic while writing the process and

thoroughly as possible. In truth, Elm was really intelligent, but

another question, Elm was completely capable

progress, so at least the effort wasn’t

about what had just happened and

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their studies

they knew it, it was almost midnight.

day. Elm closed

Eileen looked at him, her thin lips parting as if to say something, but the words were swallowed back down. Forget about it. I’ll

asked, “Do you want to take

an eyebrow. “What

away your dirty thoughts. I’m afraid you might stink!” Eileen responded. What exactly goes through his mind every

the room, she fetched a bathrobe for

and said, “Oh…

had already showered

before because

with everything, she let him use the

the door behind her, she heard Elm saying, “I also want to take the

curled up slightly. “Understood. Go to bed

Elm

out to see a slender figure standing in the kitchen. He had one hand tucked in his pocket, the other holding

wouldn’t know how to cook. This is my first time seeing a man cook in the kitchen. In the mindset of some men, cooking in the kitchen is something that

said without turning his head.