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.”

her mouth, sneezing lightly, a flicker of something unusual

it over his face. The slap that Yvette

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

time, so she thought she could learn a few more

walked over. “You really

at him. “What are

He had already swallowed half of it while the other half was still

could

pulled out a chair and sat down next to her.

feeling a strange sensation in her heart. How is he

Eileen didn’t say

we?” he

paper,” she reminded.

discussing the topic while writing the

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

posed another question, Elm was completely capable

some progress, so at least the effort

forgot about what had just happened

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their studies

it, it was almost midnight.

a day. Elm closed the pen cap.

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

“Do you want to take

up, raising an eyebrow. “What are you up

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

a bathrobe for him. “It’s new. I’ve

and said, “Oh…

had already showered at

didn’t shower the day before because he was

she let him use the bathroom.

was about to close the door behind her, she heard Elm saying, “I also want to

“Understood. Go

night,” Elm

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

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

the noodles,” he said without turning his

down her backpack and walked over. Upon closer inspection, the slap mark on his face had faded

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