Rebirth of the Wife in Despair by Tess Munoz

Chapter 152 Nothing But Wild Ambitions.

It seemed as though Eric had consumed a toxic elixir after that kiss. Once trapped, his addiction spiraled out of contro!.

After eight years of marriage. Fileen had grown accustomed to his abruptness. Even during their most intimate moments, he never bothered with foreplay. He seemed to only enjoy the sensation of dryness and tension.

The more she cried out in pain, the more he responded with contented, labored breathing.

As the situation escalated, Eric abruptly opened the passenger door, forcefully pushing her

onto the seat

No way! This is an underground parking lot! Someone could come at any moment!”

Then let’s be quick!”

You must be insane!” She didn’t want to go through the same thing again. Terrified, the ideat of escaping through the opposite car door raced through her mind.

The man smoothly settled into the passenger seat, shutting the car door with a menacing thud. His long arm extended, swiftly seizing her and pulling her towards him.

The garage, filled with cars, heightened the tension of the moment-anyone passing by would easily spot them.

Eileen was so anxious that she was on the verge of tears.

“Let’s go back! Can we go back, please? Don’t do it here!”

Eric, impatiently, had already unzipped his pants, unleashing that terrifying thing. Eileen’s black leggings were also roughly pulled down by him.

He then adjusted his position and settled into a seated posture.

Tilting his head back, he closed his eyes, thoroughly savoring and reveling in the sensation.

“That’s it. As long as you behave, I won’t go in…” The low and oppressive tone of his voice left Eileen feeling humiliated, forcing her to bite her lip in an attempt to hold back tears.

Half an hour later, Eric retrieved a piece of paper, carefully wiping away the remnants from Eileen’s clothes. After a moment of pleasure, he cast a fleeting glance at the young lady who had gone limp, leaning against his body. Her eyes were unfocused, her whole body feeble. Following the experience, Eric had found the most sensitive part of her body.

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clothes, enduring her hits

anger

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watched her cry, tears streaming down her checks. Pinching

abyss, carried a

hear that? Speak

his black shirt. Wearing a bitter smile, she inquired. “What else can you do besides threatening

have done it with Vera or even Yvette. Why on earth did it

chest, each punch accompanied by falling

tenderly ran his fingers through her hair, allowing her to rest against his chest. As he lowered his head to kiss her forehead, his eyes conveyed an intense emotion,

may not be used to this now, but I’ll make you like it in the future…” Holding her hand, he planted a kiss on it, and within his gaze, hidden from

them before he took her virginity. It

has to stop.

older. Shall

want to go back!”

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about trying that restaurant you mentioned last time he

repeat myself Im heading back to

the dover’s seat implored Like soothing a distressed child, his

for a meal with Yvette. However, they didn’t go there in the end Instead, they visited a Japriumian restaurant

discomfort His actions aren’t rooted in love or affection; it’s his possessiveness at play. Even if his future doesn’t involve Vera, there’s still Yvette. Perhaps… in this lifetime, he might discover love with Sarah as well. As the novelty fades. I may find myself abandoned. Regardless of how many women he encounters, how many l’eras exist, I won’t love him anymore. Even if it means I’m destined for solitude until the end of my days, I won’t have any

requested a private room, which made Eileen uneasy about what he migh: do to her in such an isolated setting. Without much consideration, she blurted out to the waiter. “No

dine in the

“Please follow me.”