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.

it over his face. The slap that

done.” After tidying up the dining table, she took

of time, so she thought

walked over. “You really love

up at him.

mean? I’m eating the egg!” He had already swallowed half of it while the other half was still

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

down next to her. “Don’t worry.

strange sensation in her heart. How is he still able to smile

that, Eileen

were we?” he asked.

paper,” she

topic

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

question, Elm

so at least the effort

had just happened and began to fully immerse themselves.

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their studies

it

Elm

the time 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

“Do

eyebrow.

dirty thoughts. I’m afraid you might stink!” Eileen responded. What exactly goes through his

a bathrobe for him. “It’s new. I’ve never worn it before.”

it and said, “Oh… It’s

had already showered at school earlier

the day before because he was

done with everything, she let

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

up slightly. “Understood. Go to bed early. Good

night,” Elm replied.

morning, Eileen, having tidied up, came out to see a slender figure standing in the kitchen. He had one hand tucked in his pocket, the other holding a fork.

seeing a man cook in the kitchen. In the mindset of some men, cooking

noodles,” he said without

her backpack and walked over. Upon closer inspection, the slap mark on his face had faded slightly, but there were still some red marks

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