Hannah always thought that if she paid, she would get a reward. She never thought that during her three years of marriage with Edward, she had to beg and plead, but in the end she got a cold sentence from Edward, "She's back, let's divorce." Hannah held back her tears and signed her name on the divorce agreement, but Edward was unwilling to let her go. "Stay with me once more, until forever." Edward wanted to use his tenderness to confine her to his side. Hannah coldly responded, "Sorry, this time the one who abandoned you is me!"
Hannah Ross is rising and falling on the man, on a luxurious and high-grade European-style big bed. The waves of white breasts made her desire high, and the sound of slapping flesh made his blood boil.
She holds absolute dominance.
This didn't make her feel the pleasure of conquering, but was full of sadness and helplessness.
Because she knew that the man beneath her didn't love her at all.
The man's name was Edward Wilson - her husband and her brother who was not related by blood. When Hannah was five years old, her family's business went bankrupt and owed huge debts. Both of her parents disappeared. The Wilson family saw her pitifully and adopted her.
In the eyes of outsiders, they are brothers and sisters without blood relationship, but in the eyes of adoptive parents, she is Edward's best wife candidate.
So, three years ago, under the auspices of her adoptive parents, she married the poor and helpless Edward.
She lowered her eyes to look at him, but saw that handsome face was as calm as a pool of stagnant water, like a puppet without emotions, at her mercy.
He has been like this for three years of marriage.
Her physical strength is very limited.
Hannah exhaustedly collapsed on him less than halfway through this mechanical sex without any emotion.
At this moment, the man suddenly hugged her, and said in a low and magnetic voice, "Now it is my turn".
Hannah was stunned for a second, then looked up at the man in surprise.
Was she hallucinating just now?
He said he was coming?
Under Hannah's surprised gaze, the man put her in a flat-lying position, and then squeezed his long, slender legs, which symbolized strength, between her legs.
The firm giant slowly entered her body like an awl.
His full-strength waist and abdomen began to move rhythmically, each stroke going straight to the deepest part of her body.
"Ah ..."
Hannah couldn't help but let out a gasp from her mouth, curling even her toes in excitement, feeling a satisfaction she had never felt before.
She never thought that man-initiated sex would be such a wonderful thing.
As if every cell in her body had become excited and active.
Soon she collapsed and could only be manipulated by her body's lust, cooperating with changing into any position to give vent to her desire.
"Ah ..."
When the orgasm comes, she arches her body in excitement and throws back her white swan neck, displaying the arc of beauty to the extreme.
...
This sex had made Hannah experience unprecedented pleasure and exhausted all her energy.
She was ready to take a break and cleaned up the filth underneath her, but at that time, Edward gracefully got off the sofa and began to help her deal with the filth underneath.
"No ... it is alright ..."
She was flattered and wanted to stop.
But Edward stopped her hand, and his eyes had never been so gentle, "Don't move, I'll handle everything."
His repeated perversity made Hannah feel unreal, as if she was in a dream.
Was he touched because of her uncompromising care and dedication over the past three years?
Edward finished wiping her lower body semen and threw the waste paper into the trash basket.
Hannah climbed up from the sofa with excitement inside, looking at him obsessively and said, "Why... why are you so nice to me today ..."
Edward was silent for a long time and said indifferently, "Let's get a divorce."
Before the tide of emotion subsided completely, Hannah felt as if someone had poured a basin of cold water on her, her whole body became cold instantly, and her face turned pale.
She asked him in a hoarse voice, "What did you say?"
"She's back."
The man lowered his eyes and stopped looking at her.
"Jenny Hansley?" She bit her lip and whispered a follow-up question.
Jenny was his first love, but also a heartless woman who had resolutely abandoned him after he suffered from sexual dysfunction.
Jenny hurt him deeply, but Hannah gave everything to him.
But even more, the return of Jenny is not worth the effort.
Perhaps it's time for her to sober up.
Edward was silent, in regards to her question.
But silence is often the best answer.
Hannah's heart hurt so much but she tried her best to stay calm, "Okay, but I have to take a shower first."
"Yes."
Hannah walked towards the bathroom, unlocked the door, and turned on the cold water valve.
The cold water dampened her fluffy blonde hair, and clung wetly to her face. Under the sound of the rushing water, she cried silently.
People who seem to be strong always like to hide in an unoccupied place to lick their wounds alone.
She was not the exception.
With her heart aching as if she was going to die, she squatted on the ground, hugging her legs tightly, her head buried in the lacquer lid, and let her tears slide down.
" Hannah? "
As the time past, there was a knock from the door when she was crying until there were no more tears to shed.
Hannah answered, turned on the hot water and quickly finished the shower, changed her clothes and tried to squeeze out a smile.
She walked out of the bathroom and went to the sofa in the living room.
There was a document on the coffee table, and the words "divorce agreement" stung her eyes.
Her nose started to get sore again, and her eyes became moist. She controlled herself, tried to smile. She past the agreement to the final signature page, and signed on the paper.
At this moment, a clear and cold voice came from above.
"Don't you want to see what I've given to you?"
"With your status, what you can give me is naturally not less." Hannah's hand that was signing gave a beat, and she looked up at him.
Edward nodded his head, feeling that the smile of the man in front of her was extraordinarily harsh. He pulled his tie and sat on the single sofa opposite Hannah and said in a clear and cold manner, "This villa is yours, along with five hundred million dollars."
Edward is a businessman, everything is about exchange of equal value.
Five hundred million dollars?
A villa in downtown New York?
Jenny's value in his heart is really high!
"Congratulations, you're finally going to be with your beloved one." She still wished him with a smile on her face. Even though her heart hurt so much that she couldn't breathe.
"Thanks." His voice was low and emotionless, and then he suddenly said, "Congratulations too, you're free now."
"Huh?" Hannah raised her eyes to look at him in surprise.
But he had already put away the divorce papers and left.
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