Rebirth of the Wife in Despair by Tess Munoz

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.

She shook her head and 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. Hurry up and take me home. I’m exhausted.”

sneezing lightly, a flicker of something unusual quickly passing through her eyes.

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 on hand, so that

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

time, so she thought she could learn a few more

walked over. “You

looked up at him. “What are you doing?”

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

you so that you could roll it over your cheek!”

out a chair and sat down next to her. “Don’t worry. I’m not that

looked at his smiling face, feeling a strange sensation in her heart. How is he still able

Eileen didn’t say anything

were we?” he

she

topic while writing the process and answers.

was really intelligent,

question, Elm was completely capable of solving it.

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

they forgot about what had just happened and began to fully immerse themselves.

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their studies

it was almost

a day. Elm closed the pen cap.

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

Eileen asked, “Do you

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

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

to the room, she fetched a bathrobe for

and said, “Oh…

freshen up because she had already showered at school earlier that

the day before because he

done with everything, she let him

about to close the door behind her,

Go to bed early.

Elm replied.

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

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

bring the noodles,” he said without turning his head.

backpack and walked over. Upon closer inspection, the slap mark on his

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