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, it’s so late. Hurry up and take me home.

covered her mouth, sneezing lightly, a flicker of

out of the refrigerator, boiled it, and had Elm roll it over his face. The slap that Yvette

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

thought she could

over. “You really love

up at him. “What are you

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

that you could roll

chair and sat down next to

feeling a strange sensation in

him like that, Eileen didn’t say

were we?” he

paper,” she

topic while writing the

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

she posed another question, Elm was completely capable of solving

so at least the effort wasn’t

just happened

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their studies

it was almost midnight.

Elm closed the pen

blanket. 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 just

“Do you want to

an eyebrow. “What are you up to?”

afraid you might stink!” Eileen responded. What exactly goes through

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

said, “Oh… It’s pink.”

went to freshen up because she had already showered at school

shower the day before

she let him

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

slightly. “Understood. Go to bed

Elm

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

kitchen. In the mindset of some men, cooking in the kitchen is something that women should be doing. Well, even that

the noodles,” he said without turning his