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

dodged it. Seizing the opportunity, Eileen ran off the bed from the other side.

was forcefully

found herself pressed against the door, her exquisite curves and

waist…

waist dimples, apart

been in the business world, having witnessed all kinds of power and transactions. Among

got guts, kicking wherever you dare.”

surely be childless, and your lineage will end with you.

head to indulge her fully. With such a fiery temper, it seemed she wouldn’t

to tighten her legs around him. “If I

bit her lip, the humiliation in her eyes deepening. Eric had never loved her. He had always treated her like a servant, summoning and

he likes is nothing more than

its way in, nestled between

continued to move

of mud,

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

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

been asleep for nearly twenty hours, waking

were unclothed, sharing the same bed. Eileen’s

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

asleep, holding 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 of sleeping on

decade, ingrained in one’s bones, how could it be easily changed?

Erie appeared to be almost fony. If it weren’t for living again. Eileen would have almost forgotten what the young Eric looked like.

him, observing him intently….

face overlapped with that of Eric in his middle

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,

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 to her door forcing her to step down…

could make

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

Most of the time, they were steeped in her own