One Meet By Chance novel Chapter 364

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!"

"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.