"I won’t go! I need to study, I need to rest!" Ella protested softly, feeling the pain between her legs and the soreness in her waist. Was she supposed to offer herself up for him to ravage again?
Eric’s expression darkened slightly, a dangerous and mischievous smile spreading across his face.
"Really? You don’t want to be with ? But last night... I rember you were quite excited!"
"Eric! Shut your filthy mouth!"
"Filthy? My mouth is sweet. Don’t believe ? Try it!" Eric laughed, grabbing her delicate fra as she tried to escape and held her head still, kissing her forcefully.
This ti, his kiss was hot and domineering, invading and plundering like a blazing fire, setting her entire body afla.
Her body went soft, almost lting, and Ella struggled in panic, but his hands continued to roam.
"Mmm... enough... enough!"
Ella gasped, her eyes dazed and shimring with a seductive haze, her cheeks flushed with a charming red.
"Enough? But I’m not satisfied yet. What should we do?" Eric sighed regretfully, his hand still lingering.
She quickly grabbed his wandering hand, and the car was filled with an increasingly intimate atmosphere.
"Okay, okay, I’ll definitely co when I have ti!" Ella surrendered, fearing he might actually devour her in the car!
Eric finally smiled in satisfaction, patting her cheek. "Good girl, we’ll go register our marriage next Monday. Just rember to miss !"
Ella was stunned. Were they really getting married on Monday? She had thought he was joking!
"Still not getting out of the car... hoping I’ll do sothing more?" Seeing Ella’s dazed look, Eric felt a surge of delight, leaning in again to kiss her slightly parted lips.
Ella quickly pushed the car door open and jumped out in fright.
"Goodbye..." she said stiffly, her lips twitching. Eric gave her a mischievous smile, blew her a kiss, and then drove away slowly.
He had to rush back to the company to handle so affairs, as he and his partners were in the process of acquiring the parent company of Dream Cruise.
Opulent Journeys, the parent company of Dream Cruise, was a travel entertainnt company with two nightclubs in S City, known for its complex internal relationships. Of course, Opulent Journeys belonged to the Walker Group, a strong contender.
However, Nelson Group’s determination to develop the entertainnt and tourism industry was unwavering. The more challenging it was, the more interested Eric beca.
So, he would be very busy this week.
Ella stood there in a daze, watching the car’s shadow disappear down the road. The pain between her legs reminded her of what had happened last night, reminding her that she was now Eric’s woman.
Everything had happened so fast!
In her previous life, she had married Brandon at the age of 24. In this life, at just eighteen... she had already lost herself to Eric!
Do I love him?
Ella asked herself. She liked him, but love was sothing deeper.
Love was built on mutual deep affection and unconditional trust. But she worried that if Eric ever t soone better than her, he might abandon her.
Just like Brandon had. He had been so gentle, but it had all been an act!
Ella recalled Hannah’s smug smile, Avery’s mocking eyes, her tragic death in her previous life, and the audio ssage in her mother’s email!
Hatred surged within her chest, threatening to burst out, claws bared, ready to tear this world apart!
When Ella returned ho, she was surprised to find Brandon in the living room, laughing and chatting with Brianna.
She gave Brandon a cold glance, unable to believe he had the nerve to show his face in front of her.
Hadn’t he fallen out with both Brianna and Hannah? Why was he here, and why was Brianna so welcoming?
"Oh, Ella, you’re back. Did you have fun last night? Hehe, did Hannah also go to the Dream Cruise?" Brianna greeted Ella warmly, standing up and taking her hand.
Ella subtly withdrew her hands. "Yes, I saw my sister. I’m a bit tired. Auntie, you should entertain your guest."
She couldn’t be bothered to even greet Brandon, the man who had poisoned her life in her past. It was he who made her fear love so deeply.
"Ella!" Brandon quickly stood up and called after her. "About what happened before, I’m sorry. But... these past days, I’ve thought a lot. I finally realized that I love Hannah. I’m sorry!"
Brandon’s eyes were filled with guilt. Ella turned to look at his handso face, a cold, mocking smile spreading across her lips.
In her previous life, he had said the sa thing.
He claid he loved Hannah, not her!
Now he was saying it again, making her want to vomit.
"Who you love is none of my business because I don’t love you. Don’t co bothering anymore. I don’t even care to say hello. That’s all!"
Ella said coldly, striding upstairs.
Brandon stared in astonishnt at her retreating figure.
Brianna laughed softly, "Brandon, don’t mind Ella. I’ve spoiled her since she was a child. She’s arrogant and disrespectful, making you laugh."
Every word from Brianna seed to plead for Ella, but in reality, she was trampling her into the dirt.
"It’s okay. Anyway... my heart belongs to Hannah now." Brandon smiled faintly and sat down again.
At this mont, Hannah appeared outside the hall. She changed her shoes and noticed Brandon in the living room, her expression shifting.
"Brandon, what are you doing here?" She would never forget how he had begged Ella for forgiveness, claiming he loved Ella when they were caught in bed together!
Hannah also wouldn’t forget how he had initiated their breakup, saying they were incompatible!
Brandon stood up, his gaze incredibly tender. "Hannah, after so ti apart, I realized I still love you. I’m sorry for what happened before. I’ll cherish you from now on."
Hannah snorted, but a small sense of pride rose within her. Brandon coming back to her and not entangling with Ella ant she had won this "battle," and Ella had lost.
Hannah had no idea that Ella didn’t care about Brandon or this supposed victory at all.
"Hmph, didn’t you say I wasn’t right for you? How dare you co back?" Hannah’s eyes were filled with arrogance as she sat coldly on the sofa.
Brianna nudged her arm. "Brandon, don’t mind Hannah. She was just very angry before."
Brandon looked at Hannah tenderly. "Don’t worry, Auntie. I won’t hold it against her. We already have a relationship. I’ll take responsibility for her."
Hannah picked up her purse, looking disdainfully at him. "I don’t need your responsibility. Plenty of n are chasing !"
With that, she swayed her hips seductively and left the living room, heading upstairs.
Brandon stared blankly at Hannah’s departing figure, a trace of longing in his eyes.
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