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.”

mouth, sneezing lightly, a flicker of something unusual

it over his face. The slap that Yvette gave him was not light. She

dining table, she took out my backpack and spread out

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

over. “You really love studying,

at him. “What are you doing?”

half of it while the other half was still in his

so that you could roll it over

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

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

him like that, Eileen didn’t say anything else.

were we?”

she reminded.

topic while writing the

Elm was really

the time she posed another question, Elm was completely capable

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

about what had just happened and began to fully immerse

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their studies

it, it was almost midnight.

day. Elm closed the pen

the blanket. Eileen looked at him, her thin lips parting as if to say something, but the words were swallowed back down. Forget

asked, “Do you want to take a bath?”

eyebrow. “What are you up to?”

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

room, she fetched a bathrobe for him. “It’s new. I’ve never worn it

said,

up because she had already

day before because

she

in the room and was about to close the door behind her,

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

night,” Elm replied.

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

mindset of some men, cooking in the

noodles,” he said without turning his head.

and walked over. Upon closer inspection, the slap mark on his face had faded slightly, but

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