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.

It’s your family matter. It has nothing to

her mouth, sneezing lightly, a flicker of something unusual

had Elm roll it over his face. The slap that

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

she thought she could learn a few more

up and walked over. “You really love studying, don’t you?”

sat down and looked up at him.

half of it

you so that you could roll it

out a chair and sat down next to her. “Don’t worry.

face, feeling a strange sensation in her heart. How is

like that, Eileen didn’t

were we?” he asked.

paper,” she reminded.

the paper, discussing the topic while

truth, Elm was

Elm was completely capable of solving it.

been some progress, so at least the effort

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

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their studies

they knew it, it was

call it a day. Elm closed the

couch, spreading out the blanket. Eileen looked at him, her thin lips parting as if to say something, but the words were swallowed back down. Forget

that in mind, Eileen asked, “Do

eyebrow. “What are you up

stink!” Eileen responded. What exactly goes

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

took it and said, “Oh… It’s pink.”

had already showered at school earlier that day.

day before because he

was done with everything, she let him

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

up slightly. “Understood. Go to bed

night,” Elm

slender figure standing in the kitchen. He had one hand tucked in his pocket, the other holding a fork.

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

noodles,” he said without