My Son's Mom Will Be My Wife

My Son Mother Will Be My Wife Chapter 18–Nicholas’ dark pupils contracted as countless scenes flashed through his mind. That night six years ago, when the woman was writhing under him, he could make out in the dark a mark on his shoulder. It was a butterfly-shaped brand with its wings spread.

As Nicholas watched the butterfly mark slip in and out of sight under Tessa’s hair, he stepped forward. Feeling movement behind her, Tessa turned to look. Suddenly, Nicholas grabbed her and forced her into the sink.

Tessa was terrified and began to fight.

–Nicholas! What are you doing?!

–Don’t move! “The man’s big body pressed tightly against hers. Without mercy, she grabbed his struggling arms and pinned them behind her.

As Nicholas looked at the bare skin under the woman’s hair, his breathing accelerated. Extending his hands, he pushed away his long hair…

The butterfly mark was well-defined on the skin near the scapula, very similar to the one he saw six years ago. However, it was dark that night, so he couldn’t distinguish the color of the butterfly mark on the woman’s body.

But he remembered a scar near the skin bearing the mark of the butterfly, and felt it a little rougher to the touch… With that in mind, Nicholas reached out to Tessa’s tattoo.

–Ah! – Tessa panicked when registering the unknown sensation.

–N–Nicholas! Let me!

Ignoring Tessa’s struggles, Nicholas carefully touched the spot near her tattoo. However, he only felt a smooth skin, very different from the sensation of that night.

Nicholas turned his gaze to the butterfly brand. He refused to give up as his finger inspected Tessa’s skin further.

The point was close to the scapula on her back, and Tessa immediately felt a wave of numbness, as if an electric current had passed through her.

in her mind: “Nicholas looks

what are you trying to

aggressive, so he could only speak softly. You could

familiar to him as it was six years ago. It was a fearful murmur

gaze darkened and then forced Tessa to turn around so that they would meet face to face. I bring her closer to him, so much so that they could feel each other’s

don’t I hate this

not interested in

that same

 similarto that ofthat woman, an aura that nullifiesany feeling of

 breathing. I could feel the palm of Ni cholas‘ hand on

downlittle

 tensed, deciding that once he crossed the line, she would

his actions. He could still remember that the six-year-old woman had a

same scar, he could be sure

for the scar, but just as his fingers were about to reach her, the towel on Tessa’s

air seemed to have

 was a laughingwhile

“Nicholas, let me go…

he subconsciously moved to let go. However,

had produced some friction between the two. The next moment, he could feel a fierce fire coming out

had happened in years! Except for that case with

to his senses

don’t want me to make