The President's Accidental Wife novel Chapter 1208

She moved her lips and wanted to ask him i f he would bring her to the Wright family villa tomorrow.

But looking at his indifferent expression, she finally chose to be silent.

Turning around, she went to the room.

After a while, Luke also followed in and went directly to bed.

Eileen stood in place, feeling a little unbelievable and nervous. "Don't you leave?

"This apartment is the property under my name. I live in my own home. Is there any problem?"

"No..."

She shook her head. "You go to sleep. I'll go to the living room."

Luke stared at her and sneered. "Tempt m e? Don’t you know what kind of person you are?"

Eileen stood, unmoved. She felt that her heart was being pierced by knives.

"Come here!"

"I'm afraid you are not used to sleeping with me on the same bed. Tomorrow you need-"

Before she finished speaking, she had been thrown onto the bed by Luke.

Eileen curled up, as she was brimming with fear and wanted to refuse him.

He had sex with her frequently.

But every time he slept with her with anger, resentment, and humiliation.

She treated him as her husband.

But in his eyes, she was afraid that she was inferior to... A prostitute.

At this moment, the phone rang.

Eileen hurriedly pulled the quilt to cover herself and him. Then she arranged her pajamas.

Looking at her, Luke sneered. "A bitch cares about her image? When you plotted t o have sex with me, you were so active and passionate on the bed. You forgot it so soon?"

Eileen trembled.

Her phone rang again.

She calmed herself down. "Brad calls me. H e may want to go to the bathroom. I'll go to his room."

She left the room quickly.

As expected, Brad wanted to go to the bathroom.

After returning from the bathroom, Eileen covered him with a quilt.

"It's okay. Sleep soundly. I'm here to accompany you and won't leave." Eileen patted him on the back and said in a tender voice.

When one loved a person, it was very difficult for one not to care for the person.

Obviously, he was so indifferent to her. He hurt and humiliated her just now.

But when she saw his brows frown, she wanted him to feel comfortable.

The next second, Luke muttered in a low voice, "Zora... No, I'm sorry. I miss you..."

Eileen was startled.

They two had sex just now. But Luke was now calling another woman's name.

Though covered with a quilt, she didn't feel warm at all.

She curled her lips and laughed slightly at herself.

The moonlight came in through the window, casting her shadow on the ground, which was stretched so long.

She and he had been married for eight years.

The name, Zora, had also existed in her marriage for eight years.

Eight years were ninety-six months, countless days and nights.