Teresa bit her lips, clenched her fists and stood up. She looked at the man lying on the bed. She come
to the bed and lay on the edge of the bed. At least, she felt that she would be safer if she was far away
from Enrique. Teresa felt uncomfortable and insecure in such a private room with Enrique. After all, he
was not the one she loved before. Who could guarantee what he would do?
... Enrique looked at Teresa, who was lying on the edge of the bed, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.
He didn't intend to do anything to her, but her vigilance completely irritated him.
"Aren't you afraid of falling off the bed since you are so far away from me? Sleep closer to me."
Teresa frowned. Why didn't he let her go? Why did he have to force her to the edge of the cliff step by
step. Reluctantly, she closed her eyes and moved a little to the inner side of the bed. Enrique frowned.
With her back to him, Teresa didn't say anything, nor did she want to do anything, nor did she dare to
fall asleep. Now only when Enrique fell asleep could she feel safe. Perhaps she could get out of the
bed and sleep on the floor, sleeping far away from him.
However, Teresa really underestimated the endurance of Enrique. When Enrique saw that she resisted
again and again, and failed to behave well, he was completely irritated. He reached out his hand and
pulled Teresa towards him.
"Ah!"
Teresa scream because Enrique grabbed her by the back collar, which was causing the clothes in the
front suddenly wrapping around her neck. Enrique pulled her whole body back, her back almost against
Enrique's lap. She didn't dare to move or make a sound.
"What? Are you afraid of me?"
Enrique voice came to her ears. Teresa bit her lips to prevent herself from making any sound, but her
action made him more and more emotional and angry.
"Keep silent? Eh? That was not the case when you had sex with me. You called me honey dissolutely.
What? Now we are legally married. And you start to become overcautious?"
A cold smile bloomed at the corners of Enrique's mouth. Teresa closed her eyes and didn't want to see
or hear anything. Shouldn't she be used to his humiliation? Why? Why would she still feel ashamed
and uncomfortable? That year, if possible, she would rather not take part in the design competition
It was better to find a normal job and marry someone than to be threatened like this.
"Hey, are you still silent? What? On the day we became a legal couple, are you still thinking about
another man in my bed? For example, the one called Alvin?"
Teresa still kept silent. Enrique was afraid that all his patience had been run out. He didn't want to say
anything useless to this woman. Tonight, he would let her know who her current husband was.
He pulled Teresa over and the clothes on Teresa were torn apart. Teresa screamed.
"Enrique, what are you doing?"
Enrique rode on Teresa, but his hands didn't seem to stop. He sneered at Teresa.
"What am I going to do? Isn't it the duty of a couple? What? You don't want it?"
"Let go of me! You bastard! Get out of my way!"
No matter how Teresa punched or kicked, he didn't want to let her go at all. Soon, Teresa upper clothes
was taken off and thrown to the ground. Enrique took a casual glance at Teresa's naked body which
was exposed in the air. At the next second, he took off her pajamas trousers.
"No, No. Enrique. I beg you. Don't touch me."
The more Teresa acted like this, the more furious Enrique became. She didn't wear her underwear after
she took a shower. After her pajamas were taken off, Teresa was like a peeled egg. She wanted to curl
herself up as much as possible, and tears fell down along her cheeks. Why? Why did he humiliate her
like this? She hated him so much. "Look at me."
Sitting on Teresa's body, Enrique fixed Teresa struggling body and pinched her chin tightly with one
hand. Teresa was painful, but she didn't cry anymore, because she knew that the more she cried and
begged him, the more Enrique was like a beast. When Enrique looked at Teresa, Teresa also looked at
Enrique with red eyes, with strong hatred in her eyes.
... At last, she smiled brightly at Enrique.
"Why don't you move? Don't worry. I won't struggle or resist. I'll just take it as a bite of a dog."
Enrique stunned for a while and he sneered. Enrique's hands touched Teresa's body as if he were
trying to humiliate her. Teresa gritted her teeth. Suddenly, the hands that explored her body were gone.
She opened her eyes and saw the man standing by the bed, with a look of contempt on his face.
"Wow, are you enjoying the feeling I brought to you so soon? You even closed your eyes. Teresa. You
should use a mirror and look at your lewd look. What's wrong with you? Didn't Alvin satisfy you? But I'm
sorry. Even if you were lying naked in front of me and I even touched your body, I wouldn't be able to
get an erection. Do you know why? Because...
If you want me to touch you, I'd rather go outside and find someone providing special service. Even
those kind of women's body were cleaner than yours."
After saying that, Enrique sneered and saw Teresa still lying on the bed, biting her lips, frowning.
"Get out of my bed and sleep on the floor. You've soiled my bed."
"Enrique, you bastard!"
With red eyes, Teresa stood up, put on her clothes, and lay in the corner of the room, with her back to
Enrique. Her tears could no longer stop flowing. Was it meaningful for him to humiliate her like this?
How could he treat her as such a dirty woman? Unforgivable. Her nails were tightly clasped in the palm
of her hand, and she didn't know that she was bleeding.
On the second day, when Enrique got up, he couldn't see Teresa. When he went downstairs, he saw
that Teresa was about to go out in the clothes she had worn last night.
"Oh, Enrique. Abby is going to work. Aren't you going to go with her?"
Albert was a little unsatisfied with his son-in-law. No matter how tired he was last night, he had to take
care of his daughter. How could he let his daughter go to work by herself? He was not a husband at all
competent.
"Dad, don't bother. He just got up and he must need time to prepare. I'll go first."
Teresa left without looking back. She didn't want to see that disgusting man. Enrique smiled gently.
"Good morning, father."
Enrique was still polite and modest.
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