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.

said, “I don’t want to know anymore. It’s your family matter. It has nothing to do with me. Eric, it’s so late.

lightly, a flicker of something unusual quickly passing

roll it over his face. The slap that Yvette gave him was not light. She didn’t have any

the dining table, she took out my backpack and spread

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

“You

looked up at

do you mean? I’m eating the egg!” He had already swallowed half of it while the other half was still in his mouth.

could roll it over

out a chair and sat down next to

in her heart. How is he still able

Eileen didn’t say

we?” he

paper,” she reminded.

the paper, discussing the topic while writing the process

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

time she posed another question, Elm was completely capable

some progress, so at least the effort wasn’t

just happened

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their studies

it

it a day. Elm closed the

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.

that in mind, Eileen asked, “Do you want to take

straightened up, raising an eyebrow. “What are you up

I’m afraid you might stink!” Eileen responded. What

for

and said,

she had already showered at

shower the day before because he was there.

she was done with everything, she let

behind her, she heard Elm saying, “I also want

slightly. “Understood. Go to bed early.

night,” Elm

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

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.

said without turning his