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…

waist dimples, apart from some well-shaped

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

kicking

Losing

will end with you. You won’t meet

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

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

you

Eric had never loved her. He had always treated her like a servant, summoning and dismissing

is nothing more than this

squeezed its way in,

over an hour, he continued to move back and

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

It must be said, aside from his daily fits of passion. Eric was also quite the master of flirtation…

resented it, unable to

been asleep for nearly twenty hours, waking up at half past four in the morning.

unclothed, sharing the same bed. Eileen’s

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

guide her back. So, after all these years, she still

nurtured for nearly a decade, ingrained in one’s bones, how could it be easily changed? Eileen turned around, facing this restrained face that once captivated

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

up at him,

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

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

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

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her to step down… Eileen

make him look

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an extremely magnanimous good wife. The blissful “Mrs. Snow” who didn’t compete or

happiness. Most of the

though her heart was shattered all over the place, it was painstakingly pieced back together, only

Eric would wake up before she could kill

bed, slipped into a nightgown,

know what kind of method she