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

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

it was forcefully

pull from Eric, she found herself pressed against the door, her exquisite

waist…

possesses waist dimples, apart from some well-shaped international models.

in the business world, having witnessed all kinds of power and transactions. Among all the women he had encountered, none could compare to the beauty

kicking wherever

will

her 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

urging her to tighten her legs around him. “If I am to die. I want to die

her. He

is nothing more than this

in,

over an hour, he continued to move back and

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

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

she resented it, unable to push him away each time.

hours, waking up at half past four

two of them were unclothed, sharing the same bed. Eileen’s

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

he would gently guide her back. So, after

bones, how could it be easily changed? Eileen turned around, facing

her memory. Erie appeared to be almost fony. If it weren’t for living again.

at him, observing him

Eric’s face overlapped with that of Eric

his forties, Eric had grown even more mature. His features were deeper and more 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 provide a sense of

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

no one 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,

Most of the time, they were steeped in