Chapter 390 Only You Can Save Me
Looking into Edward's crimson eyes, Evelyn's heart raced. She clearly saw the fragility and the uncontrollable madness in his gaze.
This gaze was the same as two years ago when he had pressed her down, pleading for passion and entwining with her all night, making her feel utterly trapped and unable to escape."Edward. Calm down first, let go of me..."
The rest of Evelyn's words were swallowed by Edward's fierce kiss, as if he were biting and devouring her.
His hot, wet lips roamed over her trembling lips, plundering the fragrance from her mouth, as if he wanted to drain all her breath.
He wanted her so much; it was driving him crazy.
Who knew how he got through each day without seeing Evelyn? He was just a walking corpse.
Evelyn let out a soft moan from deep in her throat, her breathing quickened, and her skin temperature rose.
She trembled under him again, her soft hands, which wanted to resist, were uselessly pushing against his bare chest, gently shoving twice, but in Edward's eyes, it was a seductive invitation.
As long as Evelyn appeared in his sight, even in his dreams, even just a silhouette, it was a fatal seduction to him. She couldn't resist his cunning and domineering lips and tongue, and soon they were deeply entangled, kissing so hard that it even made embarrassing, wet sounds.
His rough, veined hand couldn't help but caress her beautiful leg, boldly exploring upwards.
"No." Evelyn, drenched in sweat, suddenly pressed him down.
"Evelyn, save me." Edward gasped as he left her glistening lips, a thread of crystal connecting their lips, "I don't want anyone but you. Only you can save me."
Two years ago, she had been his antidote, she had saved him.
Unexpectedly, two years later, even after their divorce, she still couldn't escape the entanglement with Edward.
His kisses, like a sudden rain, were hot and rough, becoming more and more frenzied, moving from her lips to her small chin, her neck, and her collarbone.
Her eyes filled with tears, her swan-like neck arched back, creating a beautiful line, and her hands involuntarily held his head, her fingers threading through his hair.
She could feel his extreme tenderness and love for her, completely different from the first time they made love.
She was falling again. Once again, she melted under him, like spring water surrounding him.
Two shadows intertwined, filling the room with romance.
Evelyn's last memory of the night was feeling like a small boat, rising and falling in his arms.
She had once again become his antidote.
After a long pleasure, Evelyn's whole body ached, her waist tingling, almost unable to stand.
It was clear how potent the drug was, extremely stimulating his body, turning him into a tireless machine, sweating over her.
Evelyn wrapped herself in the blanket, slowly sat up, and glanced at the sleeping Edward beside her.
He still held her, his sleeping face stunningly beautiful, captivating.
Evelyn bit her lip lightly, couldn't help but reach out her finger, slowly tracing his cheek, her heart pounding.
She touched his forehead, it was no longer hot; the drug seemed to have worn off.
Evelyn sighed softly, got out of bed, picked up her scattered underwear, and hesitated for a moment before picking up Edward's large shirt to wear as a nightgown.
When she was his wife, she would secretly wear his shirts when he wasn't home, feeling his unique scent and warmth.
Unexpectedly, her feelings at this moment were no different from back then.
Evelyn thought he wouldn't wake up soon, so she wanted to get some water. After resting and drinking water, she would quietly leave, pretending nothing had happened.
She tiptoed out of the room, drank some cold water in the second-floor kitchenette, calming her still-racing heart.
Could it be that Edward hadn't touched a woman for too long?
This wasn't making love, it was tearing her apart, swallowing her whole.
Thinking of this, Evelyn's lips lifted slightly, and the cold water in her throat seemed to warm.
This was a place she had always been curious about, and now that she had the chance to be here, she wandered around.
The kitchen, garden, and living room, every part of this place was simply yet warmly decorated, clearly arranged with care.
She remembered Nicole once boasting that this villa was a gift from Edward, their home.
Was it really?
She made love with him in their former home.
Evelyn's heart clenched, as if an invisible hand was crushing it, making it hard to breathe.
She walked heavily back to Edward's room, intending to get dressed and leave.
The small living room was quiet, and opposite the bedroom was the study.
Evelyn absentmindedly walked into the study.
Then, she saw a whole wall of photo frames.
Evelyn pursed her lips, walked step by step to the photos, and picked up one frame.
The photo showed a melancholic, delicate-featured boy, who was a young Edward.
And the woman holding the boy on the sofa, with stunning beauty and beautiful eyes, was Edward's biological mother, Amanda.
"So beautiful." She couldn't help but sigh.
She had to admit, Donna, Joyce, and Susan each had their own beauty, but together, they couldn't compare to Amanda.
Only her mother, Victoria, could rival Amanda.
Indeed, men don't cherish the women they love. Amanda was far more beautiful than Tiffany, yet Patrick still cheated!
Evelyn looked at several frames, all of Edward and Amanda's photos or Amanda's portraits.
As she was about to leave the study, she saw a familiar face.
It was Nicole.
Evelyn's fingers trembled as she picked up a frame, showing a young Nicole and Edward.
They were wearing the same school uniform, Nicole smiling sweetly, leaning her head on Edward's broad shoulder, looking so well-matched, childhood sweethearts.
Evelyn felt like she had fallen into an ice cellar, surrounded by cold, her shoulders trembling slightly.
She thought Nicole was in the past, that she wouldn't be hurt by her anymore.
But seeing this photo, she truly felt herself falling into a painful whirlpool, almost powerless to save herself.
One shouldn't meet someone too stunning in their youth.
This was true for her, as well as Edward.
At that moment, she heard the door behind her open.
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