To Be Yours Again novel (Alec and Jenny) novel Chapter 1185

In the end, Pete left the mansion in a storm of rage, and one wondered if he had taken Lynette's words to heart.

Just as she let out a sigh of relief, Eric went up to the second floor and stood in front of her. Before she could speak to him, he grabbed her by the neck. "So, did you meet Graham Walter? Did he get intimate with you?"

It turned out that Eric wasn't as unbothered as he appeared on the surface. To him, Lynette was his woman, and regardless of whether he actually loved her, no other man should touch her. He was silent on their way home because he was figuring out a way to teach her a lesson. What could be done to scare her into not seeing men behind his back?

After racking his brains, he concluded that a beating was the most effective.

"Let go of me!" Her attempts to push him away were futile. "Eric Dafoe, you're a sick man!"

"Yeah, this isn't your first day knowing that about me, is it?" he was as calm as water, but he tightened his grip on her neck, and she instantly gasped for air. Then, she was dragged into the bedroom and thrown onto the bed.

"Eric Dafoe, get out of my room!" Even after many years of marriage, they never shared the same bedroom.

"Get out? You're my wife. What's wrong if I want to sleep with you?" While speaking, he pinned her underneath and ignored her struggles. He was dead set on taking her.

She fought back against him but ended up being beaten before succumbing to his aggressive advances. Even though they never shared a room after many years, that was not the first time Eric had forced himself on her.

Many times, she considered taking Eric with her to her death, but she had lingering affection for the world. To be exact, she couldn't bring herself to part with Jenny and Graham for good. When she thought she couldn't go on anymore, she'd think of her daughter and the man she loved the most. Whenever Eric assaulted her, she'd keep thoughts of Jenny and Graham in her mind. She could only tell herself that Eric was a tool for her. That was the only way she could live without the crushing humiliation.