Rebirth of the Wife in Despair by Tess Munoz

Chapter 242 Losing Control

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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

Eileen stretched 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 second….

With a “bang. it was forcefully shut again.

With a swift pull from Eric, she found herself pressed against the door, her exquisite curves and her small

waist…

possesses waist dimples, apart from

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

guts, kicking

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you will surely be childless, and your lineage will

bend slightly, and tilted his head to indulge her fully. With such a fiery temper, it seemed she wouldn’t be seeking

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

you

humiliation in her eyes deepening. Eric had never loved her. He had always treated her like a

is nothing more than this body…

thing squeezed its way in,

an hour, he continued to move back and forth

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

fog. It must be said, aside from his daily fits of passion.

satisfaction, yet she resented it,

had been asleep for nearly twenty hours, waking up

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

stared blankly our the window. For some reason, it

asleep, holding her from behind. Even when she turned over, he would gently guide her

a decade, ingrained in one’s bones, how could it be easily changed? Eileen turned around,

almost fony. If it weren’t for living again. Eileen would have almost

looked up at him, observing him

still relatively young Eric’s face overlapped with that

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

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

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her to step down… Eileen had lost

could make him look at

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wife. The blissful “Mrs. Snow” who

thought back those scattered memories were seldom filled with happiness. Most of the time, they were steeped in

over the place, it was painstakingly pieced back together, only to ache intensely

wanted to strangle him but with her strength. Eric would

got out of bed, slipped into a nightgown, and

cowardice and didn’t know what kind of method she should use to move on