Chapter 918 You Are My Woman

"Scum Jim, let me go! Let me go!" Eva shouted.

"No!" Jim pressed her struggling hand over her head.

"No, scum Jim, please!" Eva's face was deathly pale, and her body trembled slightly. Her eyes were wide open, filled with fear.

"I want you!" Jim squeezed out the words.

"No..." When Eva screamed in horror, he stopped her.

It hurt, very clear!

Tears fell from the corner of Eva's eyes!

Her brain went blank.

Her mind went blank.

Her heart went blank.

She couldn't move.

When Jim let go of her, she had fainted.

A touch of dawn came into the window.

Looking at her tearful and sweaty face and bruises, Jim felt a deep sense of guilt.

He knew he had lost control.

She was so beautiful.

He couldn't stop himself.

"Eva, I will make you happy," he murmured and held her tightly in his arms.

It was the afternoon of the second day that Eva woke up.

She thought she was going to die, but she didn't expect that she could come back to life.

She opened her eyes and saw Jim standing beside her, looking at her with a doting smile.

She grabbed the silk quilt and covered her messy body.

"Scum Jim, you are shameless!"

Thinking of last night, she was ashamed, angry, aggrieved and she burst into tears.

It was too sudden. She was not prepared at all. How could he treat her like this, completely ignoring her will?

Jim grabbed her chin and said, "Eva, from now on, you are mine. There is no way back."

"Bastard!" she said through gritted teeth.

"Even if I am a jerk, I am still your man. Just accept your fate. You are destined to be mine." Jim raised his thick eyebrows slightly, with a satiated look on his face, as if he was a lion king who just finished enjoying the delicious meal.

Eva kept silent, as if she had really accepted her fate.

Fate was like being raped. If one couldn't resist, she could only bear it.

After a while, she sighed and said in a low voice, "I'm hungry." She didn't know if she wanted to escape or turn anger into appetite.

"I've made a beefsteak for you. I will let Megan serve it." Jim stroked her head, satisfied with her surrender.

"No, I'll eat by myself." Eva stubbornly wrapped herself in the quilt and got up to look for clothes. But as soon as her feet touched the ground, she collapsed. Jim quickly held her in his arms.

There was still pain in her body, and her legs were so weak that she couldn't move at all.

She glared at him.

This time, she had already lost half of her life. Next time, she would really die.

"No... It won't happen again."

"Don't worry." Jim stroked her head and comforted her.

Eva

healthy, and so are you. How can I not be pregnant if we don't have any contraceptive method?" She curled her lips.

"Heaven pepper, you are in the prime of your age and it's the best time for you to get pregnant. So don't find an excuse or take medicine." Jim pinched the tip of her chin, like a dictator who gave orders. She could only obey and could not disobey.

"We are not married yet." Eva was anxious.

"Go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to register tomorrow," Jim said without hesitation.

Eva's face turned pale. "There's no need to be in such a hurry. We'd better wait for some more time. If it's true that... If I really get pregnant, we will go there. It won't be late."

"Heaven pepper, you can't run away." Jim smiled evilly. She was his woman now, and it was too late to regret.

Eva curled her lips and gave in. How could she run away?

The Mr. Right of her life was destined to be Jim, not Vinton. So when she was about to hand herself over to Vinton, a huge tsunami came to stop her.

"Scum Jim, there will be a long time in the future. Won't you really get tired of me?"

"Eva!" Jim held her hand and said, "What I want to give you will be lifelong. My heart and soul have been handed over to you and controlled by you. Our relationship will end unless my heart stops beating and my soul disappears."

"But I will get old and ugly. And I will have grey hair, freckles and wrinkles on my face..." Eva lowered her head and her voice became lower and lower, gradually unable to be heard.

"Do I like you because you are beautiful?" Jim asked.

"No." Shaking her head, Eva said, "You said I'm ordinary in appearance, flat in figure and no womanliness."

"Then it doesn't matter if you become old or ugly." Jim chuckled.