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 with me. Eric, it’s so late. Hurry up and

a flicker of something

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 not light. She didn’t have any medicine on hand, so

up the dining table, she took

plenty of time, so she thought

“You really love studying, don’t you?”

looked up at him. “What are

He had already swallowed half of it while the other half was still in his

gave it to you so that you could roll it over your cheek!” Eileen

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

face, feeling a strange sensation in

Eileen didn’t say

we?”

paper,” she

took out the paper, discussing the topic while writing the process

was really intelligent, but he

she posed another question, Elm was completely capable of solving it.

had been some progress, so at least the effort

happened and began to fully immerse themselves.

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their studies

it, it was almost

it a day. Elm closed the pen

time she lifted her head 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 if to say something, but the words were swallowed back down. Forget about it. I’ll just let

in mind, Eileen asked, “Do

raising an eyebrow. “What

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

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

took it and said, “Oh… It’s pink.”

up because she had already showered

before because

everything, she let him

door behind her, she heard Elm saying,

lips curled up slightly. “Understood. Go to bed

Elm

next day, early 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 fork.

know how to cook. This is my first time seeing a man cook in the kitchen. In the mindset of some men,

he said without turning his head.