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.

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covered her mouth, sneezing lightly, a flicker of something unusual quickly passing

returning 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

After tidying up the dining table, she took out my backpack and spread out the

thought she could learn a

“You

sat down and looked up at him. “What are

you mean? I’m eating the egg!” He had already swallowed half of it while the other half was still in his

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

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

sensation in her heart. How is he still able to smile

that, Eileen didn’t say anything

were we?” he

paper,” she reminded.

paper, discussing the topic

as thoroughly as possible. In truth, Elm was really intelligent, but he just didn’t want to

question, Elm was

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

forgot about what had just happened and began to fully

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their studies

they knew it, it was almost

a day. Elm closed the pen

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

in mind, Eileen asked, “Do

an eyebrow. “What

Eileen responded. What exactly goes through his mind

the room, she fetched a bathrobe for him. “It’s new. I’ve never worn it before.”

said, “Oh…

had already showered at school earlier that day.

shower the day before because he was there.

she let him use the

the room and was about to close the door behind her, she heard Elm saying, “I also want to take the Hulbury University entrance exam.”

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

night,” Elm replied.

figure

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 person has never once cooked a

said without turning his head.