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.

know anymore. It’s your family matter. It has

lightly, a flicker of something

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

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

of time, so she thought

stood up and walked over. “You

looked up at him. “What

swallowed half of it while the other half was still in

that you could roll

next to her. “Don’t worry. I’m

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

him like that, Eileen didn’t

were we?”

paper,” she reminded.

topic while

explained as thoroughly as possible. In truth, Elm was really intelligent, but he just didn’t want

time she posed another question, Elm was completely capable of solving

so at least the effort wasn’t in vain.

forgot about what had just happened

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their studies

it, it was almost midnight.

call it a day. Elm closed the pen cap.

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 him stay here one more night.

“Do you want to take

eyebrow. “What are you

Eileen responded. What exactly goes through his mind every

bathrobe for

and said, “Oh…

had already showered

shower the day before because he was there.

everything, she let him use the bathroom.

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

curled up slightly. “Understood. Go to bed

night,” Elm

having tidied up, came out to see a slender figure standing in the kitchen. He had one hand tucked in

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

said without