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 has nothing to do with me. Eric, it’s so late. Hurry up and take me home.

lightly, a flicker of something unusual quickly passing through her

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 that

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

she thought she could learn a

stood up and walked over. “You really love

and looked up at him. “What are you doing?”

you mean? I’m eating the egg!” He had already swallowed half

to you so that you could

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

looked at his smiling face, feeling a strange sensation in her heart. How is he still

Eileen didn’t say anything else.

were we?” he asked.

paper,” she reminded.

paper, discussing the topic while writing the

as possible. In truth, Elm was really intelligent, but

she posed another question, Elm was completely capable

that there had been some progress, so at least the

forgot about what had just happened

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their studies

it, it

it a day. Elm

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 him stay here one more

Eileen asked, “Do you

eyebrow. “What

you might stink!” Eileen responded. What exactly goes through his mind every day?

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

took it and said,

because she had already showered at school earlier that

the day before because he was there.

she let him

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

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

Elm replied.

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

man cook in the kitchen. In the mindset of some men, cooking in

the noodles,” he said