Rebirth of the Wife in Despair by Tess Munoz

Chapter 170 Do You Want It

What are you staring at? Hop on!”

Eileen pursed her lips. “Elm, I actually don’t feel like going out.”

“Are you trying to be foolish? Hurry up and get on the bike. It’s freezing!”

“Where are we going?”

“A nice place.”

Reluctantly, Eileen sat on the motorcycle. It was her first time riding like this.

Elm turned around. furrowing his brow as he examined her face.

“Why are you staring?” Eileen was puzzled by his gaze.

Elm reached out, undoing the bun in her hair. He then handed her a helmet and smoothly slid her hair

tie onto his wrist.

“Hold onto me!”

What?

Eileen wasn’t sure if it was because of his words or the weather, but her ears felt a bit hot. She gently

grasped both sides of his clothes. “Done. We can go now.”

“You really don’t listen, do you?”

Wearing leather gloves, Elm extended his hand backward, gripping hers and pulling it down. to his

waist. “Hold on tight here, don’t let go,” he instructed.

From another angle, Eileen seemed intimately close to him, and she thought it was a bit too. much. So,

she moved her hands from his waist to his clothes.

Lowering his head, Elm chuckled and didn’t say a word. Instead, he stepped on the gas and sped off.

Eileen let out a piercing scream. “Ah!”

She crashed into his back, her heart pounding. Holding onto him tightly, she asked, “Elm, can’t you

slow down a bit?”

Huh? What did you say? I can’t hear you.”

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I said, slower!”

Oh Faster? Sure!”

Eileen screamed and nearly flew out as the speed increased. As they rounded a corner, Eileen was so

frightened that she didn’t dare to open her eyes. She held on tightly, terrified of falling.

She wondered if he was doing this on purpose.

The wind roared by her ears, and she felt her ears ringing.

Eileen was still in a daze when she heard a soft chuckle. “How much longer do you plan on hugging

me? If you continue, I might have to start charging you.”

Eileen quickly loosened her grip.

“Get off.”

She removed her helmet and hopped off the bike. Her legs were still trembling.

Elm dismounted the motorcycle, supporting Eileen with one hand. “Can you handle this?”

Eileen retorted. “Isn’t it all your fault, speeding like that?”

“You’re so timid. We’re fine, aren’t we? Come on, let’s go for a stroll!” Elm reached out to smooth her

tousled hair.

Eileen glanced at the bustling old street in front of her, full of stalls. The street was lively and vibrant,

filled with the bustling atmosphere of everyday life.

“Does a place like this still exist? Have you been here before?” Her clear eyes were full of curiosity.

“You don’t know about this place. It’s pretty crowded here, so don’t get lost.”

Elm took off his black leather gloves and placed them in front of Eileen.

Seeing the gloves, Eileen asked, “What’s this for?”

“Why are you even asking? It’s cold. Put them on.”

Eileen declined, “No need. I’m not cold.”

Elm thought she was being stubborn and nodded cheerfully. “Sure, you can endure the cold.

After walking into the market, they saw someone performing a monkey show on the street

side. She paused to watch for a while.

Whenever someone tipped money into the bowl, the little monkey would carry the full bowl to its owner.

All that money would end up in his pocket.

Someone handed over a bill, which the little monkey took. It then bowed respectfully to the person with

the money in hand.

Eileen suddenly became interested. “Elm, can it understand human language?”

Elm shot her a dumbfounded look and forcibly dragged her away by the neck.

Eileen protested, “What are you doing, Elm? I haven’t seen enough!”

“He’s just a street swindler. What’s so interesting about a monkey show? Let’s go.”

“Let me watch for a while.”

“It’s not interesting.”

“I’ve never seen it before.”

Elm suddenly stopped in his tracks, letting go of her hand. “Do you really want to watch it?”

Eileen nodded. “Yes. Just for a while!”

“Okay, I can accompany you for a maximum of five minutes. Otherwise, we won’t finish. browsing the

market. After today, the vendors here will be gone.”

“Elm, you really are a good person. Do you have any money on you?”

Elm knew that he wanted to reward the monkey. This young lady truly had a heart of gold.

Elm patted his pocket, feeling for his wallet. After finding his wallet, he took off his gloves and opened

the wallet without looking. He pulled out two red banknotes, handing them to her. “Go ahead and

experience it.”

Eileen was somewhat stunned. “You’re giving two hundred for an experience? Elm, do you have

money to spare?”

It was the year 2000, and the red one-hundred bills were recently issued. They were rare to see now,

and he gave her two hundred at once.

Clearly, he hadn’t experienced financial difficulties as he was far too extravagant.

Moreover, the average person’s daily salary wasn’t much.

Eileen asked. “Don’t you have any change?”

Elm carefully examined the wallet, then shook his head. “Should I get some change?”

“Forget it, let’s not bother. Even if you want to buy something, no one will have enough change for you.”

Suddenly, Elm found the last remaining coin at the bottom of his wallet. “Here’s one coin. Do you want

it?”

“Sure,” Eileen happily agreed, turning around to toss the money into the little monkey’s bowl.

Elm noticed her actions. Only someone like her would give money away foolishly.

But surprisingly, she also knew how to save his money!

For ordinary people, perhaps these things were common, but Eileen had never seen them before. She

was like a princess living in a castle full of danger. She was able to live a life that ordinary people

desired, but the condition was that she couldn’t step out of the castle.

After paying, she immediately ran back to Elm.

Elm gazed at her with an amused smile. “You seem so delighted about giving money.”

Eileen nodded. “Yes. Where are we heading next?”

Elm replied, “You’ll find out once you follow me. Just make sure you don’t get lost.”

At a pasta restaurant, the owner served two plates

of

pasta.

Yvette took out two forks and handed one to the person sitting across from her. “What are you staring

at?” She turned her head to look out the window, but there was nothing to see.

Eric averted his gaze, his face devoid of expression as he picked up his fork. “Is this the extraordinary

place you were talking about?”

Yvette nodded. “Yes, this is it. Isn’t it bustling? Today is the final day of the street market. If you don’t

accompany me properly, you’ll regret it! The pasta here is especially delicious. I used to come here

often. You should give it a try! The lady boss’s culinary skills are exceptional. You won’t find anyone

else like her in Hulbury.”

A hint of darkness seemed to cloud Eric’s eyes. His voice turned cold as he spoke. “After we finish

eating, I’ll take you back. I don’t have time to hang out with you.”