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.

“I don’t want to know anymore. It’s your family matter. It has nothing to do with me.

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

had Elm roll it over his face. The slap that Yvette gave him

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

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

over. “You really love studying, don’t

at him. “What are you doing?”

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

gave it to you so that you could roll it over your

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

feeling a strange sensation in her heart. How is

that, Eileen

we?”

she reminded.

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

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

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

showed that there had been some progress, so at least the effort wasn’t in

happened and began to

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their studies

it, it was almost midnight.

it a day. Elm closed the

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

Eileen asked, “Do you

an eyebrow. “What are

Eileen responded. What exactly

room, she fetched a bathrobe for him.

took it and said,

freshen up because she had already showered at school

shower the day before because he

she let him use the

about to close the door behind her, she

Go to bed early.

Elm replied.

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,

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

said without turning his