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.

has nothing to do

a flicker of something unusual quickly

home, Eileen took an egg out of the refrigerator, boiled it, and had Elm roll it over his face. The slap that Yvette gave him was not light. She didn’t have any medicine on hand, so

tidying up the dining table, she took out my

plenty of time, so she thought she could learn a few

“You really love

and looked up at him.

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

to you so that you could roll it over your cheek!” Eileen said.

next

a strange sensation in her heart. How is he still able to smile now?

like that, Eileen didn’t say anything else.

were we?” he asked.

paper,” she

discussing the topic while writing the process and

was really

posed another question, Elm

so at

about what had just happened and began to

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their studies

knew it, it was almost midnight.

it a day. Elm closed the pen

she lifted her head again, Elm had already conscientiously moved to the edge of the couch, spreading out the blanket. Eileen looked at him, her thin lips parting as

mind, Eileen asked, “Do

up, raising an eyebrow.

Eileen responded. What exactly goes through his mind

fetched a bathrobe for him. “It’s

took it and said, “Oh… It’s pink.”

freshen up because she had already showered

day before because he

was done with everything, she

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

“Understood. Go to bed

Elm replied.

a slender figure standing in the kitchen. He had one hand

the kitchen. In the mindset of some men, cooking in the kitchen is

noodles,” he said without