Warm Married Life: Mr. President Loves His Darling Wife-Chapter 183 - 182: Don’t Cry Anymore

The car sped along, bumpy and fast, the night so dark that everything around was invisible except what lay ahead in the headlights’ beam.

Bella Acker was terrified, unsure whether their car would plunge into some abyss the next second.

"Screech!"

The sudden brake brought about a sharp, piercing noise, and after sliding for some distance, the speeding car finally came to a halt.

Bella Acker sighed in relief, "Da... Damian..."

Before she could finish, Damian Sinclair had already turned sideways, pressing down and silencing her.

The seat was reclined, and his tall figure completely overpowered her petite body.

Damian Sinclair gave her no chance to speak, ripping off the jacket she wore with a sweep of his large hand, followed by her sweater...

His actions were rough and violent, devoid of any tenderness.

Her parched body was manhandled brutally, and the tearing pain instantly whitened Bella Acker’s face.

"Da... Damian... slow... slow down, you’re... you’re hurting me..." Bella Acker’s face turned pale as she reached to push away the man who had plunged into madness.

But Damian Sinclair paid no heed, only ferociously claiming her body.

How could Bella Acker’s strength compete with his? No matter how she struggled, he forcefully held her beneath him. The more she resisted, the wilder and more merciless his actions became.

Her strength gradually faded with each fierce thrust, tears falling from the corners of her eyes, wetting her temples.

She stopped struggling, allowing him to range and plunder her body, heartache nearly suffocating her.

Every time he saw her, it was like this. To him, was her existence merely a means to vent his desires?

He showed her no mercy, no regard for her feelings. Was it because the little gentleness he had was already given to the girl he truly liked?

What exactly was she to him?

A tool for his lust?

He had said that if she wanted to end the contract, she had to satisfy him. So, was allowing him to vent his desires a part of it?

But she only wanted to break the contract to have an equal relationship with him.

Bella Acker’s heart twisted in agony, tears uncontrollably streaming down.

"Why... why do this? Why... why treat me like this? Don’t touch me... sob sob sob..."

Provoked by anger and jealousy, Damian Sinclair suddenly stopped, losing his senses.

Bella Acker closed her eyes, tears streaming, repeatedly murmuring softly, "Why? Why do you always bully me? Is it because I mean nothing to you, so you can humiliate me like this?"

Watching the tears in her eyes, Damian Sinclair’s heart suddenly tightened, lost reason slowly returning.

He lowered himself to kiss away the tears on her eyelids, whispering, "Don’t cry anymore."

Bella Acker’s eyelids trembled lightly under his kiss, and only after his lips departed did she slowly open her tear-filled eyes to look at him.

"Don’t cry anymore." Damian Sinclair did not withdraw from her body, but he stopped moving, instead gently wiping the tears at the corners of her eyes with his fingers, stiff yet tenderly.

Bella Acker turned her head away, avoiding his fingers.

Damian Sinclair’s fingers stiffened, and after a while, he placed them by her side, pulling her tightly into his embrace, "Don’t cry, I won’t touch you anymore."

Bella Acker lay in his arms, without any reaction.

Damian Sinclair’s heart tightened slightly, loosening his hold on her a little, "Bella?"