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

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

once you’re done.” After tidying up the dining table, she took out my

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

over. “You

down and looked up at

egg!” He had already swallowed half of it while the other half was

you so that you could

next to her.

face, feeling a strange sensation in her heart. How is he still able

that, Eileen didn’t

were we?”

paper,” she

the topic while writing the process

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

another question, Elm was completely

so at

forgot about what had just happened and began

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their studies

it, it was almost midnight.

day. Elm closed the pen

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

in mind, Eileen asked, “Do you want

raising an eyebrow. “What are you

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

the room, she fetched a bathrobe for him. “It’s new. I’ve never worn it

said, “Oh…

freshen up because she had already showered at school earlier that day.

the day before because he

was done with everything, she let him use the

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

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

night,” Elm replied.

morning, Eileen, having tidied up, came out to see a slender figure standing in the

my first time seeing a man cook in the kitchen. In the mindset of some men, cooking in the kitchen is something that

said without turning his head.