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 and take me home.

sneezing lightly, a flicker of

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

up the dining table, she

time, so she thought she could learn a few

stood up and walked over. “You really

up at him. “What are you doing?”

half of it

so that you could roll it over your cheek!”

chair and sat down next

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

him like that, Eileen didn’t say anything

we?” he asked.

paper,” she reminded.

took out the paper, discussing the topic while writing the

was really intelligent, but he just didn’t want to

she posed another question, Elm was

so at least the effort wasn’t in

they forgot about what had just happened and began to fully immerse

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their studies

they knew it, it was

a day. Elm closed

the edge of 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.

mind, Eileen asked, “Do you want to take a bath?”

up, raising an eyebrow. “What are you

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

the room, she fetched a bathrobe for

took it and said, “Oh… It’s

freshen up because she had already showered at

shower the day before because he was

she let

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

Go to bed

Elm replied.

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

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 me.

said without turning