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

a kick directly at Eric, who swiftly dodged it. Seizing the opportunity, Eileen ran off

it was forcefully shut

she found herself pressed against the door, her exquisite curves

waist…

woman possesses waist dimples, apart

and transactions. Among all the women he had encountered, none could compare to the beauty currently beneath him.

got guts, kicking wherever

will surely be childless, and your lineage will

bend slightly, and tilted his head to indulge her fully. With such a fiery temper, it seemed she wouldn’t be seeking death anytime soon

the girl, urging her to tighten her legs around him. “If I

deepening. Eric had never loved her. He had always treated her

likes is nothing

squeezed its way in, nestled between her legs

an hour, he continued to move back and

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

too lazy to lift a finger, her mind in a complete fog. It must be said, aside from his daily fits

resented it, unable to push him away each time.

nearly twenty hours, waking up at half past four

sharing the same bed. Eileen’s

stared blankly our the window. For some reason, it gave feeling

her from behind. Even when she turned over, he would gently guide her back. So, after all these years, she still hadn’t broken the habit

could it be easily changed? Eileen turned around, facing this restrained face that once captivated the dreams

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

up at him, observing him intently….

young Eric’s face overlapped with that of Eric in his middle age.

about him that not everyone possessed. No matter how dangerous or difficult things got, as long as he was by her side, he could provide a sense of security. She

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

could make him look at them…

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an extremely magnanimous good wife. The blissful “Mrs. Snow” who didn’t compete or fight,

filled with happiness. Most of the time, they were steeped