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

out her leg, aiming a kick directly at Eric, who swiftly dodged it. Seizing the opportunity, Eileen ran off the bed from the other side. The room door was already slightly ajar and in the next

a “bang. it was forcefully shut

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

waist…

woman possesses waist dimples, apart from some well-shaped international

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

kicking

surely be childless, and your lineage will end with you. You won’t meet a

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

her to tighten her legs around him. “If I

lip, the humiliation in her eyes deepening. Eric had never loved her. He had always treated her

he likes is nothing more than this body…

its way in, nestled between her legs

continued to move back and forth on top

a puddle of mud, about to slump to the ground. Enic promptly picked her up

must be said, aside from his daily fits

duress, she found immense satisfaction, yet she resented it, unable to

for nearly twenty hours, waking up at

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

window. For some reason, it gave feeling that she

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

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

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

at him, observing him

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

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 security. She can trust him with everything.

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… Eileen had lost count.

make him look at them…

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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 walking corpse…

those scattered memories were seldom filled with happiness. Most