Rebirth of the Wife in Despair

Chapter 242 Losing Control

The recent struggle had caused her to break out in a fine sweat, and her thin nightgown had been torn open, revealing skin so fair it seemed to glow. Her expression of embarrassment and anger only served to tighten Eric’s stomach as if she were a delicate flower ready to be plucked at will.

The man unabashedly sized her up, his gaze intense, as if he was trying to see right through her.

Eileen didn’t want to look at him. She turned her face toward the heavy curtains. There, where her collarbone delicately dipped, the man leaned over and kissed her again, leaving a trail of marks that belonged solely to harm

Since Mary had left, no matter how much Eileen resisted, she couldn’t avoid what was coming.

In the entire mansion, there were only the two of them.

It seemed as if Eileen fate was sealed. No matter what, she would sull be tainted. Although… Eric wouldn’t proceed to the final step, entering her body, but she was afraid that he would ignite her desire at the slightest touch, making her devoid of any self-control.

When Will left, it seemed as if the entire Swan family had become his.

Eric’s patience was completely worn out.

“Let me choose for you, then. The man had already unbuckled the metal clasp. pulling down the zipper and revealing his unappealing thing. It seemed to touch Eileen’s chin causing her to struggle violently, her face burning. With her eyes closed, she said. “You bastard, get up.”

“Hush, it will be over soon…”

About forty minutes later. Eileen casually grabbed something to wipe off the stuff on her chest and face, then directly tossed it onto his head.

“I really want to kill you, you bastard. Get out of my sight.”

Eric, unfazed, pulled off the shin from his head and tossed it into a corner. Then, bare-bodied, he stood

and effortlessly lifted the girl on the bed into his arms.

up

opportunity, Eileen ran off the bed from the other side. The room door was already slightly ajar and in the

was forcefully shut again.

from Eric, she found herself pressed against

waist…

possesses waist dimples, apart from some well-shaped international

business world, having witnessed all kinds of power and transactions. Among all the women he

guts, kicking wherever you dare.”

you will surely be childless, and your lineage will end

indulge her fully. With such a

her to tighten her legs around him.

Eric had never loved her. He had always treated

he likes is nothing more than this

in,

move back and forth on top

puddle of mud, about to slump to the ground. Enic promptly picked her up

a complete fog. It must be said, aside from his daily fits of

duress, she found immense satisfaction, yet she resented it, unable to push him away

been asleep for nearly twenty hours, waking up at half past

two of them were unclothed, sharing the same bed. Eileen’s back was pressed tightly against his

our the window. For some reason,

behind. Even when she turned over, he would gently guide her back.

one’s bones, how could it be easily changed? Eileen turned around, facing this restrained face that once captivated

memory. Erie appeared to be almost fony. If it weren’t for living again. Eileen would have almost forgotten

him, observing him

relatively young Eric’s face overlapped with that

captivating, and there was a unique, steady aura about him that not everyone possessed. No matter how dangerous or difficult things got, as long as he was

age were either out of shape or had thinning hair. Eric was very disciplined, leading in everything from physique to status. Otherwise, there wouldn’t be so many outstanding women constantly thinking about him. How many mistresses had come to her door forcing her to step down… Eileen had lost

could make him look at

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wife. The blissful “Mrs. Snow”

filled with happiness. Most of the time, they were steeped in her own heartache and bitterness.