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

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

was forcefully shut

she found herself pressed against the

waist…

apart from some well-shaped international

witnessed all kinds of power and transactions. Among

guts, kicking wherever you

be childless, and your lineage will end with you.

her fully. With

girl, urging her to tighten her legs around

humiliation in her eyes deepening. Eric had never loved her. He had always

he likes is nothing more than this

its way in, nestled between her legs

an hour, he continued to move back and

she was like a puddle of mud, about to slump to the ground.

lazy to lift a finger, her mind in a complete fog. It must be

satisfaction, yet she resented it, unable to push

been asleep for nearly twenty hours, waking up at half

were unclothed, sharing the same bed. Eileen’s back was

furnace. She stared blankly our the window. For some reason, it gave feeling that she hadn’t been reincarnated at

her from behind. Even when she turned over, he would gently guide her back. So, after all

nearly a decade, ingrained in one’s bones, how could it be easily changed? Eileen turned around, facing this restrained face that

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

at him,

overlapped with that of Eric in his middle

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 by her side, he could

among the circle of the elite, men of his 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

could make him look at them…

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role of an extremely magnanimous good wife. The blissful “Mrs. Snow” who didn’t

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