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.

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

sneezing lightly, a flicker of something

face. The slap that Yvette gave him was not light.

over once you’re done.” After tidying up the dining table, she took out my backpack and spread out the

so she thought she could learn

stood up and walked over. “You really

looked up at him. “What are you doing?”

mean? I’m eating the egg!” He had already swallowed half of

you could

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

sensation in her heart. How is he

that, Eileen didn’t say

we?” he asked.

she reminded.

discussing the topic while writing the process and

was really intelligent, but he just didn’t want

posed another question, Elm was completely capable

some progress, so at least the effort wasn’t in

happened and began to fully immerse themselves.

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their studies

they knew it, it was almost

day. Elm

Elm had already conscientiously moved to the edge of the couch, spreading out the blanket. Eileen looked at him, her thin

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

straightened up, raising an eyebrow. “What are

Eileen responded. What exactly goes through his

bathrobe for him. “It’s new. I’ve never worn

and said, “Oh…

to freshen up because she had already

day before because he was

was done with everything, she let him

about to close the door behind her, she

up slightly. “Understood. Go to bed early.

night,” Elm replied.

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

Eileen thought he 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 women should be doing. Well, even that

bring the noodles,” he said without turning his