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.”

of

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,

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

was still plenty of time, so she thought she could learn a few

stood up and walked over. “You really love studying, don’t

at him. “What are you doing?”

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

that you could roll it

sat down next to her. “Don’t worry.

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

him like that, Eileen didn’t say anything

were we?” he

she

the topic while writing the process

Elm was really intelligent, but he just didn’t want to study.

question, Elm was completely capable of solving

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

happened and

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their studies

it

a day. Elm closed the pen cap.

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 just let him stay here one more night.

in mind, Eileen asked, “Do you want to

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

away your dirty thoughts. I’m afraid you might stink!” Eileen responded. What

the room, she fetched a bathrobe for him. “It’s

it and said, “Oh… It’s

up because she had already showered at

the day before because he

with everything, she let him use the

behind her, she heard Elm saying, “I also want to take the Hulbury University entrance

lips curled up slightly. “Understood. Go to bed

night,” Elm

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

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 a meal for me.

bring the noodles,” he said

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

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