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.

It has nothing to do with me. Eric, it’s so

mouth, sneezing lightly, a flicker of

his face. The slap that Yvette gave him was not light. She didn’t have any medicine on hand, so

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

so she thought she could learn a few more

stood up and walked over. “You really love studying,

at

He had already swallowed half

could roll it over

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

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

like that, Eileen didn’t say anything else.

we?” he

paper,” she

discussing the topic while

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

she posed another question, Elm was completely capable of

so at least the effort

had just happened and began to fully

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their studies

they knew it, it was

Elm closed the

looked at him, her thin lips parting as if to say something, but the words were swallowed back

that in mind, Eileen asked, “Do

an eyebrow. “What are you

might stink!” Eileen responded. What exactly goes through

room, she fetched a bathrobe for him. “It’s new.

and said, “Oh… It’s

went to freshen up because she had already showered

before

she let him use the bathroom.

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

curled up slightly. “Understood. Go to bed early.

night,” Elm replied.

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

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 person has never once cooked a

noodles,” he said without turning his head.