Rebirth of the Wife in Despair

Chapter 287

Chapter 287 Continuing The Smith Family Line

The room was filled with a misty haze, as humid heat wafted through the air.

Eileen sat in the steam-filled bathroom, immersed in the hot tub under the cold light. Her skin was as Blake as snow, and her slender arms hung over the edge of the tub. Her eyes had a listless look, showing

no resistance.

As her naked body moved beneath the water, it sparked wild imaginations. Eric meticulously wiped every inch of her skin, his movements slow and lingering, leaving no spot untouched.

His deep, inscrutable eyes were fixed on Eileen. The way he looked at her was as if she was a piece of art, rather than a person. The desire to possess her that lay within his eyes now surfaced in his gaze.

An hour had passed since they left the bathroom.

Reflected in the floor-to-ceiling window was a scene of a stunningly beautiful woman being held by a tall and imposing man. Eileen’s long hair cascaded down, and Eric’s handsome yet sinister profile was visible. His lips, soft yet cold, formed a grin as he gently laid her on the bed.

He climbed on top of her, kissing her lips slowly, then moved down to her neck, and further down to her chest…

He continued further down….

When Eileen suddenly moaned, he intensified his actions, fervently thrusting himself at her. Her voice grew increasingly breathless.

Eileen didn’t know how many times she felt as if she had soared into the clouds, only to plummet back. down again. This thrilling sensation excited her.

“No… Enough…

Later, her voice broke as she burst into tears.

She was forced to wrap her arms around his back, her breathing growing heavier with each breath.

“I’ve pleasured you for quite some time now. Isn’t it your turn to return the favor? Hmm?” Eric’s magnetic voice resonated in her ear.

“No more! It’s not pleasurable at all. Why haven’t I woken up yet?”

Eric laughed softly.

“Eileen, this is not a dream. It’s real.”

Eileen heard someone speaking in her mind, but everything was a chaotic blur. She couldn’t make out anything clearly.

Sobbing, she refuted him, “No, it must be a dream. It’s not real. You’re lying to me!”

“I’ve never deceived you before. From now on, wouldn’t it be nice if you stayed with me?”

“I don’t want to…”

“Disobedient pets are bound to be locked up.”

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“I feel uncomfortable. Please, keep going Eileen’s voice was filled with tears as her hand gripped his waist, urging him to continue.

Eric asked, “Where do you feel uncomfortable?”

Eileen’s gaze was hazy, the corners of her eyes shimmering with crystal-clear tears her voice was soft and mellow. The sound she made only intensified Eric’s lust, filling him with the urge to become one with her so that she would never leave.

“I don’t know..

“Is it here?”

Eric’s deepening thrust caused Eileen to tilt her head back, clutching the quilt beneath her. She pushed herself up forcefully, letting out a seductive cry that stimulated his senses.

“Give it to me, please.”

The scent within the room had an aphrodisiac effect. It was like countless tiny insects, ceaselessly burrowing into her skin, gnawing at her bones.

At that moment, she didn’t want to think about anything. All she wanted was to ease her own discomfort.

Eric was in the same condition. However, his strong willpower helped him keep himself in check.

Eric demanded. “Say my name…”

Eileen replied, “Eric…”

Eric’s muscular body glistened with sweat as it slid down his chiseled arm. In the next moment, he leaned over and firmly held her down, pressing his body onto hers and giving her no chance to catch

her breath.

Struck by a sharp pain, Eileen briefly regained her senses. As her soft lips were sealed, her voice could only emanate from her throat. Everything else was swallowed by him.

It wasn’t until the sting of pain disappeared that Eileen’s moaning evolved into cries for mercy.

From the bed to the bathroom… and finally, to the floor-to-ceiling window.

The entire room exuded a decadent aura.

Unsure of how much time had passed, Eileen lost and regained consciousness more times than she could

count.

Only at three o’clock in the morning did the room gradually fall silent. Eileen unknowingly drifted off to sleep, cradled in Eric’s arms.

The phone by the bed lit up, displaying a call from Jasper.

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“I feel uncomfortable… Please, keep going.” Eileen’s voice was filled with tears as her hand gripped his waist, urging him to continue.

Eric asked, “Where do you feel uncomfortable?”

Eileen’s gaze was hazy, the corners of her eyes shimmering with crystal-clear tears. Her voice was soft and mellow. The sound she made only intensified Eric’s lust, filling him with the urge to become one with her so that she would never leave.

“I don’t know…”

“Is it here?”

Eric’s deepening thrust caused Eileen to tilt her head back, clutching the quilt beneath her. She pushed herself up forcefully, letting out a seductive cry that stimulated his senses.

“Give it to me, please.”

The scent within the room had an aphrodisiac effect. It was like countless tiny insects, ceaselessly. burrowing into her skin, gnawing at her bones.

At that moment, she didn’t want to think about anything. All she wanted was to ease her own discomfort.

Eric was in the same condition. However, his strong willpower helped him keep himself in check.

Eric demanded. “Say my name…”

Eileen replied, “Eric…”

Eric’s muscular body glistened with sweat as it slid down his chiseled arm. In the next moment, he leaned over and firmly held her down, pressing his body onto hers and giving her no chance to catch her breath.

Struck by a sharp pain, Eileen briefly regained her senses. As her soft lips were sealed, her voice could only emanate from her throat. Everything else was swallowed by him.

It wasn’t until the sting of pain disappeared that Eileen’s moaning evolved into cries for mercy.

From the bed to the bathroom… and finally, to the floor-to-ceiling window.

The entire room exuded a decadent aura.

Unsure of how much time had passed, Eileen lost and regained consciousness more times than she could

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Only at three o’clock in the morning did the room gradually fall silent. Eileen unknowingly drifted off to sleep, cradled in Eric’s arms.

The phone by the bed lit up, displaying a call from Jasper.

Eric merely glanced at it indifferently. Discarding the finished cigarette, he let the phone continue to ring.

Outside the window of the Smith residence, it was pitch black.

Layla lay in bed, her expression troubled. “Do you know about Eileen’s infertility?” she asked.

Jasper did not deny it. “I do, but what does it matter? Eileen is already the designated daughter-in-law of

the Smith family. No matter what, this fact will never change. Whether she can bear children or not doesn’t matter.”

Upon hearing those words, Layla felt a squeeze in her chest. Her face turned pale as she said emotionally. “You heartless person, do you even realize how important an heir is to the Smith family? When that woman was pregnant with you, it was I who protected you. It was because of my actions back then that the Smith family line continued and there was someone to inherit everything of the Smith family,”

Jasper sneered, “So? Is everything you’ve done just to protect Smith Corporation? If that’s the case, you shouldn’t have allowed me to be born. Wouldn’t it be better to let that bastard inherit it? I’ll say it again, Eileen’s status will never change. Regardless of whether she can bear children or not, she will always be my

wife.”

Layla exclaimed, “Why do you insist on defying me?” After saying this, she started coughing violently.

Martha quickly stepped forward to intervene. “Mr. Jasper, please refrain from further upsetting the elderly. lady. She speaks this way because she has her own difficulties. The Smith family has a century-old establishment in the capital, and the family business has been passed down through generations. We cannot afford a situation where there is no successor to the company. You are well aware of how significant the legacy is to the Smith family. Old Mr. Smith once held great affection for you. Surely, you wouldn’t want to see the Smith family without any successors, would you?”

Layla let out a sigh. She knew her grandson all too well. He was stubborn in his actions, never considering the consequences. Otherwise, the incident from years ago wouldn’t have occurred.

“Alright! Considering the past, I accept Eileen as your wife. However, I expect a biological heir from you. It doesn’t matter which woman the heir comes from, as long as the child belongs to the Smith family, I won’t object to your relationship with Eileen. After the child is born, you can let Eileen raise them. This is my only request. There is no room for negotiation.”

Jasper raised his eyes, a malicious glint flickering in their depths. “Why must you threaten me in this manner?”

Layla’s voice slightly increased. “This is the only way to ensure Eileen can rightfully become the Smith family’s daughter-in-law. Don’t forget that you only got engaged yesterday. You are not legally married. yet. As long as I do not give my consent, she won’t be able to marry into the Smith family.”

When Layla noticed Jasper wavering in his silence, she softened her tone. “Eileen is truly remarkable, both in demeanor and appearance. I genuinely like her a lot. However, for the sake of continuing the Smith. family lineage, I will absolutely not back down! Just consider it. What is more important to you, Smith Corporation or her? Are you willing to abandon your family and disregard me just for her?”