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,

covered her mouth, sneezing lightly, a flicker of something unusual quickly passing through her

of the refrigerator, boiled it, and had Elm roll it over his face. The slap

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

time, so she thought she could learn a few more Uprian

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

sat down and looked up at him. “What

had already swallowed half of it while

gave it to you so that you could roll

sat down next to her. “Don’t

in her heart. How is he still able to

that, Eileen didn’t say anything

were we?”

paper,” she reminded.

paper, discussing the topic while writing the process and

was really intelligent,

time she posed another question, Elm was completely

showed that there had been some progress, so at least the

happened and

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their studies

it

a day. Elm closed the pen cap.

couch, spreading out the blanket. Eileen looked at him, her thin lips parting as

mind, Eileen asked, “Do

raising an eyebrow. “What

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

bathrobe for him. “It’s

it and said, “Oh… It’s pink.”

freshen up because she had already showered at

day before because he was

she was done with everything, she let

to close the door behind her, she heard Elm

“Understood. Go to bed early. Good

Elm

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

pampered life, Eileen thought he wouldn’t know how to cook. 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 a

noodles,” he said without turning his head.