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.

looks like a gentleman, how can he

to do? Don’t do

become aggressive, so he could only speak softly.

could hear her, and her voice was as familiar to him as it was six years ago. It was a fearful murmur similar to that of

forced Tessa to turn around so that they would meet face to face. I bring her closer to him, so much so that

don’t I

did not spend the nights with women, as he was not interested in them and perhaps even disliked

dislike was that same

 Tessa was similarto that ofthat woman, an

 stopped breathing. I could feel the palm of Ni cholas‘

 going downlittle

 he crossed the line, she would discard

could still remember that the six-year-old woman had a scar on

same scar, he could

the scar, but just as his fingers were about to reach

seemed to

 a laughingwhile

“Nicholas, let me go…

was behaving, so he subconsciously moved to let go. However,

two. The next moment, he could feel a fierce fire coming out

time this had happened in years! Except for that

to his senses and grabbed

make the next move, you’d better