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

Eric, who swiftly dodged it. Seizing the opportunity, Eileen ran off the bed from the other side. The room door was already slightly

“bang. it was

she found herself pressed against the door, her exquisite curves and her small

waist…

dimples, apart from some

Among all the women he had encountered, none could compare to the

guts, kicking

be childless, and your lineage will end with

held her by the waist, making her bend slightly, and tilted his head to indulge her fully. With such a fiery temper, it seemed she wouldn’t

with the girl, urging her to tighten her legs around him. “If I am to die. I want to die with you

her. He had always treated her like a servant, summoning and dismissing her at will.

nothing more than this body…

way in, nestled between her

hour, he continued to move back and

when he let her go. Eileen felt so weak she was like a puddle of mud, about to

lift a finger, her mind in a complete fog. It must be said, aside from his

satisfaction, yet she resented it, unable to

nearly twenty hours, waking up at half

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

blankly our the window. For some reason,

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

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

appeared to be almost fony. If it weren’t for living again. Eileen

him, observing him intently….

the still relatively young Eric’s face overlapped with that of Eric in his middle

possessed. No matter how dangerous or difficult things

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

no one could make him look at them…

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

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