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.

family matter. It has nothing to do

a flicker of something unusual

had Elm roll it over his face. The slap that Yvette

the dining table, she took out

so she thought she

walked over. “You really love studying, don’t

looked up at him. “What are 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.

and sat down next

in her heart. How is he still

like that, Eileen didn’t say

were we?” he asked.

paper,” she

the paper, discussing the topic while writing the process and

Elm was really intelligent, but he

time she posed another question, Elm was completely capable of solving

so at least

about what had just happened and began to fully immerse themselves.

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their studies

knew it, it was

it a day. Elm closed the pen

her thin lips parting as if to

“Do you want to take

up, raising an eyebrow. “What are you

stink!” Eileen responded. What

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

took it and said,

to freshen up because she had already showered at school earlier that day.

didn’t shower the day before because

with everything, she let him use the

her, she heard Elm saying, “I also want

Go to bed early.

night,” Elm

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

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 meal for

bring the noodles,” he said without