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.”

covered her mouth, sneezing lightly, a flicker of something unusual quickly passing through her eyes.

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

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

so she thought she could learn

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

at him. “What

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

so that you could roll

next to her. “Don’t worry. I’m not that dramatic.”

a strange sensation in her

that, Eileen didn’t say anything

we?”

paper,” she

paper, discussing the topic while writing the process

was really intelligent,

posed another question, Elm

progress, so at

had just happened and began to fully immerse

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their studies

they knew it, it was

it a day. Elm closed the pen cap.

edge 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

in mind, Eileen asked, “Do you want to

eyebrow. “What

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

for him. “It’s

said,

to freshen up because she had already

didn’t shower the day before because

with everything, she let him use the

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

up slightly. “Understood. Go to bed

Elm replied.

a slender figure standing in the kitchen. He had one

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

bring the noodles,” he said without turning his head.

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

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