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.

to know anymore. It’s your family matter. It has nothing to do with me. Eric, it’s so late. Hurry up

sneezing lightly, a flicker of something

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 that was the

tidying up the dining table, she

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

up and walked over. “You really love

at him. “What are you

half of it while the

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

down next

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

like that, Eileen

were we?”

she

the paper, discussing the topic while writing the process and

truth, Elm was really intelligent, but

she posed another question, Elm was completely capable of

so at

about what had just happened and began to fully

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their studies

it, it was almost

day. Elm closed the pen cap.

conscientiously moved to the edge of the couch, spreading out the blanket. Eileen looked at him, her thin lips parting as if to say

Eileen asked, “Do you

raising an eyebrow. “What are you up

dirty thoughts. I’m afraid you might stink!” Eileen responded. What exactly goes through his mind

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

and said,

had already showered

didn’t shower the day before

everything, she let him use

the room and was about to close the door behind her, she

slightly. “Understood. Go to bed

night,” Elm replied.

in the morning, Eileen, having tidied up, came out to see a slender figure standing in the kitchen. He had one hand tucked in his pocket, the other holding a

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

noodles,” he said