Chapter 156
Rebirth of the Wife in Despair
Chapter 156 Took Your Place
Confronting him directly would not be beneficial, especially since someone might come and see them.
Enduring the strange sensation swirling within her body, she asked, âWhy would I interrupt you when
youâre busy socializing and discussing business?â
âCanât you at least send a message?â He furrowed his brows.
Fileen was momentarily speechless, then she said, âWhat else will you do to me other than this? You
know I donât like it.â
As her words fell, the man nuzzled her ear, like a lustful animal that could be aroused at any time and
place.
His suit carried the lingering scent of perfume, likely from another woman, its strong fragrance making
her feel somewhat uneasy.
The manâs deep, magnetic voice cut through the silence. âSo, what do you like? Do you enjoy it when I
kiss you?â
As he spoke, he seized Eileenâs chin, gently turning her head to the side, and engaged her in a
passionate kiss. The remnants of alcohol on his breath overwhelmed his taste buds with bitterness.
The young ladyâs whimpers as she struggled only served to further ignite his beastly desires.
Eileen felt his hand moving downwards, and her eyes widened in shock, her voice a muffled whisper.
âNo⦠Not here! Are you crazy?â
âClamp it tighter! Ten minutes is enough!â
âNo!â
âBe good.â He kissed her again, as if rewarding her.
The distinct sound of a metallic zipper being pulled echoed in the quiet surroundings.
âEric, you b*stard!â she snapped.
He does this to me the moment we meet. Does he really think of me as a prostitute who sells her body
for money?
Half an hour later, Eileen felt as if all her strength had been drained from her body.
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wat supporting her he could collapse my moment
arefully wiped her clean Mier sainsfsing Hp desires he ubered up quite a bit from
suddenly scooped up the eble Fileen into his armres
Hecheeks sell flushed, she wrapped her hands around his neck clinging to him as she waki asked
Where are you taking me
Do you want to stay here and risk getting discovered Frie glanced at her
He camed her back to another private room, while he entertained clients in the room next
Eileen was alone in the private room. After a short while, the door to the room was opened. and a
variety of dishes were served.
Miss, these are the clothes Mr. Snow has instructed us to give youâ
âLeave it there,â she said.
âAlright. Do you need your clothes cleaned? It will take about an hour. The changing room is over
there,â the server pointed out.
Anyone with eyes could understand the situation by looking at Eileen. Primas Plaza wasnât only famous
for its luxurious entertainment centers, but also for its workforce. The individuals they catered to were
not just anyone-there were high-ranking figures, affluent second-generation heirs, prominent officials,
and occasionally encounters with department heads, bureau chiefs, or even billionaires werenât out of
the ordinary.
Besides delivering exceptional service, a cardinal rule for the staff was absolute discretion: regardless
of what they witnessed or overheard, they were bound to keep it confidential.
Faced with such occurrences, they had all become accustomed to maintaining an unwavering silence.
Accepting the clothes. Eileen went to the bathroom. She casually rinsed them with warm water. Having
changed into fresh clothes, she handed the soiled garments to them.
Half an hour later, the door to the private room swung open once more. Eileen glanced up momentarily
but promptly lowered her head, resuming her focus on the meal.
Eric approached, settling beside her and effortlessly lifting her into his arms. âIs it good?â he asked,
taking the fork she had been using. Without hesitation, he used her fork to taste some food.
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Itâs not like this is the only fork Eleen mumbled and struggled boar he doinât let her escape
Where are you going later
Skyline Buildingâ
The place you sent someone to prolate me
Need me to give you a ride?
âNo The Sunth familyâs driver is waiting. He will take me there,â Eileen replied.
Knock Knock Knock!
The door to the private room was knocked.
âCome in,â Eric said.
Eileen didnât want outsiders to see them in such an intimate manner and wanted to get off him, but he
simply wouldnât allow it.
The one who entered was Gavin.
âMs. Eileenâs clothes are washed.â
Eric said indifferently, âLeave it there.â
âYes, sir.â
After putting the clothes down, Gavin exited the room.
Eileen wriggled. âLet go of me! I need to change my clothes.â
Eric held her slender waist. âSit down here and accompany me for a meal.â
Eileen turned her face to the other side.
âWould you like some soup?â He held the spoon up to her lips.
âIâm full. You go ahead and eat.â
âBe good, okay?â His tone carried an underlying threat, his eyes narrowing slightly. Only then did he
finally let go of her waist.
His eyes traced the contours of her slender, well-defined shoulders, adorned with faint kiss marks.
Gazing further down her V-neckline, he discovered even more. Satisfied with his creation, he couldnât
help but feel a sense of accomplishment.
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Sitter youâre tull, letâs-
Before he could tush his sentence, Eileen scused the ill intenton in his gaze and seized the opportunity
to slip away from his lap. âYou enjoy your meal I donât have the time to keep
your company
Clutching the freshly laundered clothes and swiftly retreating to the bathroom, she firmly
locked the door
Ten minutes later, she reemerged after changing, Holding the worn garment, she tossed it directly onto
Ericâs face
Unfazed, he pulled the clothes down from his face. âFeeling confident now, huh?â He raised it to his
nose, inhaling deeply. The fabric still retained the lingering warmth of the young girl and carried her
sweet fragrance. Suddenly, a tightness gripped his lower abdomen.
His urge grew even stronger.
Eileenâs ears blazed a deep crimson, burning hot.
âGo to hell!â she snapped. What a pervert!
Acting on her instincts, she dashed out of Primas Plaza.
Just before stepping outside, Eileen gave herself a quick once-over, ensuring that every aspect of her
appearance was impeccable. Only then did she allow herself to relax as she settled into the car.
Upon entering the car, she arrived at Skyline Building.
After two to three hours of training, she spent the remainder of her time at the library.
Elm had arrived earlier and, while waiting for her, he had already completed several sets of
test papers.
Even on her days off, Eileen had no spare time for other activities.
Her own progress had also been significantly delayed.
Elm stopped writing and set his pen down when he saw Eileen sit across from him. âYouâre finally here!
Youâre certainly busy!â
âThe traffic was quite congested on my way here she explained, retrieving her study materials and
skillfully tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear. From her belongings, she produced a gift bag.
âThis is the reward I mentioned last time. I always keep my promises.â
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in opened the bag, revealing a pair of sleek black gloves. A satisfied sinile appeared on his Tipis
This was also the first time he had received a gift from her.
âHave you been following me?â
Eileen, who had just taken out a pen from her pencil case, looked confused. âWhat do you
mean?â
Elin then placed the pink gift bag that was by his feet onto the table. âI donât want people to say that Iâm
dependent on others. Hereâs a return gift.â
Is it also a glove?â
Curious. Eileen opened it and took a look. Indeed, it was a pair of soft and fluffy pink gloves. âAlright,
thank you for your gift. I accept it. Now, letâs get back to studying.â
Elm raised his chin and asked, âWhy are you still working on advanced math? Werenât you expelled?â
Eileen spoke without lifting her head. âI finished the homework for winter break on the third day, so I
have nothing else to do anyway.â
âAs expected of you!â Elm was wearing only a black sweater, with his coat draped over the back of the
chair. Holding a pen, he propped his chin on his hand, fixing his captivating gaze on her. âArenât you
angry that Vera took your place?â