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.”

lightly, a flicker of something unusual quickly passing through

an egg 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 was the

once 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 Uprian words.

walked over. “You really

up at him. “What are

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

to you so that you could

pulled out a chair and sat down next to her. “Don’t

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

that, Eileen didn’t

we?” he asked.

paper,” she

out the paper, discussing the topic while writing

as thoroughly as possible. In truth, Elm was really

the time she posed another question, Elm

that there had been some progress, so at least the effort

just happened and began to fully immerse themselves.

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their studies

knew it, it was almost

it a day. Elm

blanket. Eileen looked at him, her thin lips parting as if to say something,

asked, “Do you want to take

eyebrow. “What

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

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

and said,

freshen up because she had already showered at

before because he was there.

she was done with everything, she

her, she heard Elm saying, “I also

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

Elm

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

is my first time seeing a man cook in the kitchen. In the mindset of some men, cooking in the kitchen is something

the noodles,” he said without turning his head.

over. Upon closer inspection, the slap mark on his

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